#congrats to the artists involved

[fatfemmefreaquency]

i’m gonna be honest it’s really hard to take people who refer to genAI as a “medium for art” seriously

[llamaisllama777]

LAES,TSAMS,MGAFS Weekly*/Daily* review 👏 👏 👏

Congratulations 🎊 👏 💐 🥳

Earth and Lunar did it! 100k subscribers! 👏 👏 well done, you both! And well done, Kat and Reed. They all have worked so hard... it's not even funny how hard they've worked. I like how we got a trip down memory lane in this episode, just them talking about how their lives have been and all they've gone through. Lunar and Earth DESERVE that party!

Drop was just an absolute menace in this episode! I loved every minute of it, especially when he melted all the rubber balls together and Sun was like "I just want to talk to him. I just want to talk to him. I just want to talk to him. I just want to kill him. I just want to kill him." I loved the reference.🤣 all that was missing was the shotgun and it would have been even better.

I thought that Drop would stick around a bit, I was thinking, 🤔"Hmm, him and Jack would make great friends." KA-BOOM!

"Never mind." 😃 probably for the best they killed Drop. This episode also made me realize, I feel so bad for both Sun and Moon. Moon was back for what? Three days? A week? And now people are starting to drop all their problems on him. Not like Sun and or the rest of the family but like Puppet and Monty and look I get it, they are in way over their heads here but still he's back for a week and now he's gotta...

* checks list *

Help Sun with the daycare, help build an anti-puppter device, destroy Ruin's negative star power generator, make Dazzle a new body, maybe make Molten a new body, stop Nexus and Dark Sun, stop Creator, help Lunar with the Astrals, and possibly defend himself in court against the Astrals. So, ya, I'd say he's got a full plate!

And I feel bad for Sun cause now Drop wrecked the daycare. What a surprise another one of Moon's inventions hurt Sun in some way. Just someone help these two also LUNAR WHY DID YOU DRINK BLEACH?! YOU KNEW IT WAS IN THE SODA MACHINE?!?!?!!?!?!?

Aww, F.C.'s jealous, that's actually kinda cute, he really loves his new Puppet mom. Speaking of Puppet mom, Puppet, didn't you just disown Jack? Make up your mind! I love Jack and F.c.'s interactions. Jack's just being his spinny self and F.C.'s is plotting his murder also...

GOTHIC TREASURE BOX IS ACTUALLY CANNON!

I am now just learning this! I was talking to someone the other day, and they said Foxy and Puppet were a couple, and I believed them, but I wanted to be a 100% sure... welp needless to say, I am 110% sure. Add this to the list of ships.

F.c and Jack actually make great friends l, you did good with those two Puppet.... and now Jack,F.C. and Vageta are now friends... evacuate the city.

12/10 <- Cause it's a special day for Lunar and Earth! Congratulations to everyone involved with the making of the show!

We really do appreciate all the hard work you guys put into it. The writers,the actors, the thumbnail artist, the editors, you all are amazing! Thank you for the wonderful show you have given us. I don't think any of them will see this, but if they do, I hope you know we appreciate you.

-Llama

[halfusek]

Something inky this way comes! The Ink Demonth emerges once again!

The Ink Demonth is a 31-day event dedicated to the game Bendy and the Ink Machine (and other games associated with the Bendy universe). It’s based on daily themes. As long as your creation involves elements from the game along with any interpretation of the respective day’s theme – it counts!

You don’t have to create something for each day, make as many creations as you’d like. However, if you manage to do all 31 of them, you can submit a form to receive a little gift (drawing request)! In the form, you will have to provide a link to each of your posted event submissions (it doesn’t have to be Tumblr, just a site that’s publically accessible!).

Here is the link to the form (it will be opened from September 1st to September 30th 2024):

Tag your creations with #The Ink Demonth and #Bendy and the Ink Machine. It’s important if you want to have your entry reblogged by me, which I’m going to do to everything I’ll see in this tag. (So don’t @ me, just tag it with the event’s tag and the game’s name. It’s possible that your post may not show up in the tags, if you notice that I’m not reblogging your entries for a longer while, feel free to DM them directly to me on Tumblr. My focus will be mainly on Tumblr, I may interact with posts on other sites but it is going to be with whatever I run into, as this event is Tumblr-focused. Feel free to post on other sites too, though!)

(And, though I think it goes without saying, if I notice a post containing something I consider harmful content, I will not reblog it and will warn the creator of such content that, depending on the case, they cannot continue to take part in the event with content like this or perhaps even not at all.)

Remember to tag only the finished entries, so the tag isn’t clogged with WIPs!

You can create whatever you’d like! Draw a picture! Write a fic! Do a video edit! Take a cosplay photo! Anything you can come up with that is a creative interpretation of that day’s theme!

(Don’t try to „cheat the system”, though – don’t submit a, let’s say, straight line for each day, I will notice this kind of spam and remember: spamming is a terrible sin. You can make an entry that covers a few themes but as long as you don’t create 31 things, the gift will not be granted to you.)

The event starts on the 1st of August and ends on the 31st. Although, don’t worry if you’re too busy in August, late entries are always welcome! (…for reblogging, as for drawing gifts I’m going to give all of you an extra month, so if you’re aiming for that, the end of September is your deadline.)

Why in August? I figured that since August is the month on Joey’s calendar in his apartment and August is the month during which BatIM takes place, it should be the one! 

Please, make sure to tag appropriate trigger/content warnings!

Thank you for taking your time to read this. Reblogs are appreciated in order to get the word out.

Have fun everyone! 💛🖤

The themes this year have been thought out with the contribution of @sillyarchliker @insane-control-room @nayialovecat @skxllbxnny @doodle17 @ashciz @twinscovercorner @yellowmellow182 @lil-artist-blog-fandoms-ocs @a-vast-horizon @archer-kacey and from Twitter whom I can't tag here @AnaXisca @Josie57943943 @SirKeophimanh @BeyzaTheArtis @MadHatterison1 @GammaRoomba20

Thank you all for the theme suggestions! <3

You can view this year's themes in text under the cut~

Nostalgia

Tea

Hoax

Umbrella

Secret

Drop

Projection

Line

Record

Exhibit

Melody

Copy

Bow

Steam

Draft

Erase

Sailor

Rival

Hide

Gossip

Sillyvision

Heartbeat

Stairs

Obsession

Offering

Mask

Revenge

Regret

Queer

Cage

The End

[kaeraesketches]

TODAY’S THE DAY!!! The #everyframewhilewedance project has gone live! Check out the finished video at @gowhilewedance ! This was a HUGE collaborative project involving 701 frames, 542 artists and 3 months of time. I’m proud to present you with my frame (613)! These images show versions of the frame both with and without the foreground characters…because I spent millennia on Aziraphale’s wing, and it deserves to be seen in its full glory! 😆 What do you guys think?? I personally love this so much that it’s my phone’s Lock Screen now 🤣👀. Congrats to everyone who participated in this huge project!! 🙌🏻

You can see the clip in its entirety at www.whilewedance.com

Go watch it and be amazed at all the incredible art!! 🤩

[sabotage-on-mercury]

I can't believe you are still in the good omens fandom after everything that happened. I really thought you were better than this. Seriously you always seemed so smart and empathetic and now this? Or are you just ignorant to what happened? Really disappointing.

I probably should ignore stupid asks, but there are lots of people like you with the complex thinking skills of an amoeba, that come into people's asks, and it's your lucky day that I'm in prickly mood, so congrats you get your answer.

First of all, who the fuck do you think you are coming at me, a person you do not know, like that and allow yourself any kind of moral superiority? Are you really playing the fucking tumblr police?

What is your intention anyway? Are you really that far up your own pretentious ass to assume that I feel any kind of obligation towards you, a person that never contributed to my life in any positive way?

Also, when you feel disappointed by anything I do or don't do, that's 100% a You-problem. Breaking news, you rotten piece of bread, I don't give a flying fuck about what some rando thinks about me. Words to the wise, if the behaviour of a total stranger on the internet has this effect on you, it's a good indicator for you to put your phone away, get outside and touch some grass.

I don't owe your whiny ass any kind of explanation or even justification but you know, I feel generous today ✌🏻 There are enough brilliant, well written posts about participating in fandom after the Gaiman allegations came out (which was like idk last spring btw.)

To break it down to the basics: Neil Gaiman co-wrote the Good Omens book (and no, there is no denial that he wrote it, however little part it might that have been) and was involved with the TV show.

But - and now better take a seat - fandom is not the same as the book/TV show. Mindblowing, I know! What we do in this fandom with these characters is our own work, our own creation. Neil Gaiman is not involved in this process, nor does he profit from it. It is possible to access the original work without supporting him, financially or morally.

I can acknowledge that he is a horrible person, I do support the victims and at the same time I can find comfort among the creative, reflected, and empathetic people of this fandom, which NG isn't part of!

(On a personal note: I 100% stand with the victims, and I hope NG will die in jail. If a proper investigation leads to a cancellation of Good Omens, so be it. Maybe that's what should have happened anyway.)

As key words for you to broaden your horizon , I suggest "separating art from artist" and "dialectic thinking".

And finally, a warm suggestion: Just block me. I couldn't be bothered about who unfollows or blocks me anyway, but if your online experience is more positive without my presence on your dash, feel free to let go. 🫶

I'm gonna look at some good omens fanart now.

[nicxl333]

“Baby you sold me a dream” IS SO GOOODDD WTFFFF YOU GOTTA MAKE A PART 3 FOR BAROU AND RIN 🫶🫶PLSSS

BABY YOU SOLD ME A DREAM PT.3

you ask and you shall receive (•̀ᴗ•́)و

i do feel like rin and barou deserve some form of justice so here’s a continued ending to part two. i swear to you there’s a good ending this time.

also this took me time to write cause i’m hella busy with school since it’s my last year…exams and the like yadayadayada. anyways enough about me, happy reading!

characters: barou shoei, itoshi rin

content: angst, fluff, swearing

please note: if you haven’t read pt.1 or pt.2 please read both for context

taglist (cause ik i pissed y’all off 💀): @faeroow @samisamaza @dookiemeshibear @91ed0 @v1v1arish

BAROU SHOUEI ☆彡

it was bound to happen. you both had mutual connections to each other, but you were hoping and praying you wouldn’t have to have direct contact with him at this event.

however, you can’t get everything you want in life.

this event was one of major importance: the wedding of chigiri and his long time partner. you were close enough to be made the maid of honour by chigiri’s soon to be wife, and therefore already stressed with the meticulous planning of the wedding. even worse once you learned barou was on the guest list. it was stupid of you to think he wouldn’t be, given that the entirety of former blue lock players were there.

and so, you dreadfully counted down the days to the wedding, growing more and more anxious that you would have to see him.

ever since you ended things with him, you hadn’t been the best simply put. you still had feelings for him. regardless of how he treated you, there’s was something about him that put him apart from the rest.

and that scared you. mostly because you thought you were exiting your relationship for your own good, but you were fighting with yourself just as hard to avoid taking him back.

and you hoped those feelings wouldn’t overload during this wedding.

you sat in the room where chigiri’s fiancé was getting ready. the room was bustling, the makeup artist and hairstylist working simultaneously to get her finished in time, while you and the bridesmaids, already dolled up in your tailor made dresses, were giving her words of encouragement to ease her nerves, ignoring your own for the sake of the couple. once she was done and the dress was on everyone stared in awe, you included at how beautiful she looked. however you couldn’t help but think if that’s what you and barou could’ve been, what you could’ve had. who knows.

you pushed it all away though, for the ceremony was about to begin. all the bridesmaids lined up with their groomsmen, you at the front with chigiri’s best man, kunigami rensuke. when the music started, the venue coordinators opened the ceiling high doors and out your pair walked first, arm in kunigami’s.

“congrats on your win rensuke, i saw your match. looks like you’ve gotten sloppy though, your kicks have lost power.” you teased.

you and kunigami were friends, meeting each other through chigiri, immediately getting along.

“oh please, i’d like to see you do better in my exact position.”

“i wouldn’t need to, a five year old could’ve done better.”

“stay bitter y/n.”

you lightly chuckled to yourself as you reached halfway down the aisle. you could see your best friend at the alter, smiling proudly at you. you smiled back, looking around to see how beautiful the hall was. everyone involved with the planning had really outdone themselves.

your eyes had happened to wander too far however, immediately locking with a familiar pair of red eyes conveniently standing in front of a seat closest to the aisle. in that moment your heart had skipped a beat, seeing the man you still once loved looking at you as hard as you were looking at him. his hair was down for once, donned in a black sheen suit, with a navy blue tie. he looked so handsome, and you had fallen right into his trap. you couldn’t pinpoint it, but he was also looking at kunigami with a face of…discontent?

you forced yourself to tear your eyes away, focusing on what you were supposed to be doing, which was completing your walk.

as you neared closer to him, your anxiety grew with each step, until you were parallel to him. you passed him completely with two more steps, proud at yourself for not acknowledging him. that work was undone though once a wave of your favourite cologne on him hit your nostrils, melting at the familiarity.

you immediately collected yourself, completing the walk up to the altar and disconnecting from rensuke with a small pinch to his arm, to which he lightly swatted at you with a smile. your hand reached out to briefly hold chigiri’s with an encouraging smile before making your way to stand to the left of the altar, facing the crowd.

as the other bridesmaids were walking down the aisle you couldn’t help but sneak a few glances towards barou every now and then, only to find he was already looking at you each and every time.

after an exchange of vows, a few tears shed here and there, and rings given, the spotlight couple were announced husband and wife and exchanged a long kiss. the crowd erupted into cheers and applause, and the reception was about to commence.

-

once the food was eaten and speeches had been given, most of the attendees had either made their way to the dance floor or broke into conversation with others.

you did neither the former or the latter however, instead opting to sit at your table alone, watching others have their moment.

“hey.”

you froze, head whipping to your right just in time to see barou himself sinking into the seat beside you.

“hey…shouei.”

“good turnout huh, heard you had a hand in the planning. you did well.”

“what is it? cause we both know you didn’t come to talk about the decor shouei.”

he paused for a moment, not expecting you to be so sharp about it.

“i wanted to see how you were doing. i miss you y/n, badly. and i know you established your boundaries the last time we saw each other, but when i saw you enter it just reminded me of us, especially when i saw him next to you. dunno, call it jealousy or some shit.” you looked down, studying your maid of honour dress, while contemplating what to do.

this weren’t heading in a good direction, you could tell. specifically because you missed him too. and your composure was slowly unraveling. and you cursed yourself for having a few flute-fulls of champagne, because you knew your tongue had loosened up enough to speak your truth.

“i…miss you too. but i don’t know, shouei, why does it have to take losing me just for you to realised what you had? why let it get to this point? we could’ve been in so much of a better place right now.”

“i know y/n, shit, i know. but i wanna make it up to you. wanna show you how much i appreciate you for what you do. i know i should’ve done better by you, but that’s why i’m here now. to make up for my actions. i wanna start over with you.”

he looked at you still avoiding looking at him, taking his index finger and thumb to lift up your chin towards him, slowly rubbing your lip. he knew you liked it. it made you realise maybe he did pay attention to you here and there.

“we’ll go slow y/n, i’m gonna take my time to do this properly with you.”

you gave him a nod, and with that, he neared closer to you for a kiss, you meeting him halfway until you connected, sharing a sweet moment. your hands threaded through his hair, feeling his soft locks in your grasp. after a while you parted, his eyes full of adoration, something you didn’t know he could show.

“c’mon, let’s get out of here.”

ITOSHI RIN ☆彡

life went on. for six more months rin carried on climbing his way to the top, attempting day by day to erase you out of his mind. he went on dates, brought numerous girls home. it just posed one slight problem though;

none of them were you.

he ultimately gave up on love, believing that you were as good as it gets. he screwed up, and now someone that wasn’t him was able to enjoy the undeniable luxury that was you.

he really fucked up.

it was his own fault, any idiot could see that.

and paired with his stresses concerning you, the pressure of being a football player was getting to him. he needed an escape. and so, in the late hours of a simple thursday night he ventured to a discreet bar downtown japan, considering he was out of season currently. mind you, rin never drank, but if exiting sobriety would ease the devastation coursing through his body, then so be it. he’d deal with the consequences later.

what he didn’t anticipate however, upon entering the bar, that he would chance upon the very centre of his agony once again. seemed like life just continually kept kicking him in the balls.

what he should’ve done, was exit immediately, come to term with the fact that you had a new life, new lover, and therefore not open that door of angst once more. but…that selfish element inside him wanted to indulge in you, give him that temporary relief to bask in your presence, know where you are in that moment, what you’re doing.

and so, he walked into the bar, taking a seat on a barstool, opposite ends of the room from you where he could see you in between the few people in the bar.

he ordered a drink, letting his black card give a payment from the hundreds of thousands that resided in his account.

he took discreet glances of you here and there as he slowly sipped on his drink, the burning in his throat soon to be gnawing away at pieces of his rationality.

however, the more he looked at you over time swirling a finger around in your drink, the more he noticed something was off. he blinked harder, looked more attentively- were you crying?

he immediately entered a state of protective mode, feeling a panging state of yearning to brush away your tears.

the drink didn’t help either, for he felt himself rising off his seat, something he wouldn’t never done had he been sober, and took quick paces towards your table.

the tears were more evident now he was closer. bags weighed underneath your eyes, but he still found you to be as beautiful as ever. even in your state of disarray.

you caught him in your peripheral, slowly coming into full view the nearer he got to you. at this point you couldn’t give a shit, simply over it and everything life had to offer at this moment.

you barely acknowledged him as he slid into the seat opposite you, a heavy silence setting into place. you both had more than enough things to say, but no words escaped.

eventually however someone had to face the music.

“you’re finally ready to talk huh? only took you 10 months itoshi-san.”

itoshi-san. he hated it. hated how it symbolised the distance between you two. how in less than a year, two individuals who were so close with each other, so damn comfortable could end up this way.

“i- yes. yeah i am.”

you waved a waiter over, ordering drinks for the both of you, rin looking at you in confusion once the waiter walked away.

“we both know damn well this conversation ain’t gonna go easy. and i’m already suffering from a breakup. might as well loosen up before you lay it all out on the table.”

within record time your drinks arrived, downed immediately by both parties.

“so, what is it rin?”

he stayed silent for a moment, unsure of what to say. he knew what he wanted, but to voice it to you was a different story.

“i…i fucked up. badly y/n. i took my anger out on you where it wasn’t needed-”

“badly is an understatement rin. you degraded me, hurt and damaged me- made me feel some type of way because you— you felt threatened because someone acknowledged your state of distress? has it ever occurred to you that i was trying to help you? because i love— loved you rin.”

he flinched at your slip up, the word ‘love’ shattering him into pieces. you weren’t done though.

“have you ever seen it from my perspective for once? i never felt like you loved me, god knows you didn’t tell me enough. i went above and beyond for you, given the fact we didn’t see each other enough, what the hell did i know?” your voice cracked mid sentence, emotions you’ve kept in for the past year coming to surface. tears came up once again and cascaded down your cheeks right in front of him.

although the boundaries were there, he couldn’t just let you suffer alone, especially because he was the source of your bottled up pain.

he rose once more, dashing to your side and engulfing you in the biggest hug. your sobs grew in intensity, the unexpected comfort from rin sending you into overdrive. he shushed you, slowly rubbing the back of your neck with his thumb as he held you close, scared you’d escape his grasp once more.

after awhile your sobs subsided, taking deep breaths into his chest. you basked in the familiar warmth coming from him.

“i still love you rin, i really do…but i can’t live like this. if you can’t change your ways, there’ll never be a way out for us.”

“y/n, i swear to you, this last year has been pure hell for me. being without you by my side, living without you has made me realise just how much i should’ve valued you more. i need you, i can’t live without you, not in peace i can’t. and i am so fucking sorry for everything i put you through. if you’d have me, i’ll do everything in my power for the rest of my life to make sure this doesn’t happen again. there is no one who compares to you, i can be absolutely certain of that.”

it was silent once more, you could feel his heart pulsating in anxiety from what your answer would be. you both knew that you still loved each other, but your fear held you back. fear that things would end up the same way it ended. alas, you missed him so much. even while you were with your partner, he wasn’t rin. the fact that he cheated on you spoke volumes to you loud enough. your selfish nature yearned for rin. so maybe…just maybe, things would be different this time around? time to find out.

“alright…we’ll try this once more. but rin,” you pulled away from him so he could see your expression. “i’m being serious. if you fuck this up, i can guarantee you, you’ll never have me again. and i promise you that.”

“i won’t screw this up y/n. not again, i won’t lose you again.”

he lowered himself to you, gently clutching your chin and sealed his words with a passion filled kiss.

“i love you y/n.”

“i love you too rin.”

[ducktoo]

Syncing Dream [Aespa x M!Reader]

30. End of the Tour

Note: end of Arc 4 is here! One of my fav chapters ngl. Also 🦈anon, hope this arc was fun for u!

Masterlist here

The lights dimmed, and the atmosphere buzzed with excitement as the final concert of aespa's international tour reached its emotional high point. The LA venue was packed with thousands of fans, their cheers echoing off the walls as the group stood on stage, soaking in the moment. It was a monumental day—not just for aespa but for everyone involved in making this tour a global success.

“Thank you so much!” Karina’s voice echoed across the massive venue. “This tour has been a dream come true, and it wouldn’t have been possible without your love and support!”

The other members added their thanks, but the biggest surprise came when the lights dimmed, and a large screen flickered on behind them. The girls turned around, confused at first, but quickly realized what was happening when the familiar faces of their team began to appear on screen.

The video started with clips from rehearsals, behind-the-scenes moments, and heartfelt messages from the production crew. The girls watched with wide smiles as their stylists, makeup artists, choreographers, and even the catering staff took turns congratulating them. The atmosphere backstage was filled with a mixture of excitement and sentimentality.

Then, the teasing started.

Jihoon, one of the managers who had helped Y/n during the tour, appeared on screen with a grin. “Congrats on the successful tour, aespa! And to Y/n… man, I still can’t believe you survived that viral Supernova dance. Legendary.”

Another manager, Joon, chuckled as his clip played. “Y/n, you’re one strong and brave guy. I heard fans are still talking about your dance cover. Better watch out—they might ask for an encore!”

Minji's turn was no less short of teasing her junior. "Congrats, my junior aespa! And I'm glad you have one heck of a guy to take care of you all!"

Y/n, watching from backstage, was already starting to feel the heat rise to his cheeks. He groaned and rubbed his face, knowing exactly what was coming next.

The final clip appeared, and sure enough, it was Y/n’s turn.

Y/n’s face appeared on the screen, and the audience erupted into laughter and cheers. He wasn’t on stage, but the entire arena felt his presence through that screen. The video began with him nervously rubbing the back of his neck, clearly uncomfortable in front of the camera.

“Uh, hey,” Y/n started awkwardly, glancing away from the camera for a moment. “I wasn’t expecting to be included in this video, but I guess it’s happening… so here we go.”

The crowd’s laughter intensified, and Y/n’s video was only beginning.

“So, I just wanted to say congratulations to the idi- I mean, aespa. You girls have worked incredibly hard—like, seriously, harder than anyone I know. You’ve been amazing this entire tour, and I’m so proud to have been part of this journey with you.”

As he spoke, a short montage of clips featuring Y/n played on the screen. There was footage of him frantically managing logistics, goofing off with the group during rehearsals, and—of course—his now-famous viral dance cover of the Supernova dance break. The camera had finally caught him sneaking into an empty practice room, trying out the choreography, only for Ningning to catch him in the act and film the whole thing.

Y/n’s face on screen turned beet red as the audience erupted into more laughter at the dance clip.

“Okay, this part—” Y/n’s voiceover interrupted the dance clip, “—I wasn’t supposed to go viral, but thanks to our maknae Ning, the whole internet knows about it now. And, uh, yeah, I’m still alive… barely.”

The clip switched back to him, and Y/n was visibly flustered. “So, congrats again, aespa. You deserve all the success you’ve achieved, and here’s to many more moments like this—preferably without me becoming more viral than you guys.”

The screen faded to black, but not before showing one last shot of Y/n attempting to crawl under a table backstage, clearly wishing he could disappear after all the attention he had received.

The entire venue erupted into laughter and cheers once again, and even aespa couldn’t stop giggling. Winter was doubled over, clutching her stomach as she tried to catch her breath. Karina wiped tears from her eyes, still laughing.

“Oh my god,” Winter wheezed, barely able to stand straight. “I’m never letting this idiot live this down.”

Karina nodded, playfully wiping her eyes. “Y/n, you’re a legend now.”

Backstage, Y/n was leaning against a wall, watching the screen from afar. His face was flushed with embarrassment, and all he wanted to do was dig a hole and hide in it. He could hear the crowd’s laughter from where he stood, and it only made things worse.

“Why did they have to show that video?” he muttered to himself, running a hand through his hair. “I’m never going to hear the end of this.”

-

After the concert, the group gathered backstage for some celebratory snacks. The energy was still high, but now the girls were riding the wave of their triumph. They sat around, laughing and chatting about the show while the staff and other available SM groups came in to congratulate them.

Y/n sat in the corner, trying to keep a low profile after the video fiasco, but that didn’t last long. Karina spotted him and made a beeline straight toward him, dragging Winter and Giselle with her.

“You thought you could hide?” Karina teased, nudging him with her elbow. “Nice try.”

“Please,” Y/n groaned, covering his face with his hands. “I’ve had enough teasing for a lifetime.”

Giselle grinned and crossed her arms. “Oh, no, no. You’re part of us for a long time now. You’re never going to live this down.”

Winter giggled, sitting down beside him. “You’re famous. Own it.”

Y/n let out a long sigh, peeking out from between his fingers. “Can we just pretend the whole Supernova thing never happened?”

“Not a chance,” Winter replied with a mischievous smile. “In fact, I think we should make a new challenge for the next comeback. Armageddon Y/n full dance cover, anyone?”

“Yeah!” Giselle chimed in. “We’ll film you this time too.”

Y/n groaned again, but he couldn’t help but smile. As embarrassing as it all was, he couldn’t deny how much he’d come to love the chaos. The teasing, the laughter, the bond—it was all part of the journey.

-

The plane ride back to Seoul was quiet, the hum of the engines the only real noise in the cabin. Y/n sat in his seat, eyelids heavy from the whirlwind of the last few days. After their final world tour concert, the team had celebrated, laughed, and finally packed up for home.

Of course on their business seats, he glanced around—Karina was fast asleep, head leaning against the window, while Ningning was out cold under a blanket. Giselle was watching something on her tablet with headphones in, and Winter, sitting next to Y/n, was idly scrolling through her phone.

Y/n rubbed his face, letting out a yawn. "Finally", he thought. "I can get some proper sleep." The tour had been a massive success, but the constant planning, logistics, and running around had left him mentally and physically drained.

-

The moment the plane touched down, Y/n was ready to collapse. As the group disembarked, the girls chatted about how excited they were to go home, grab some rest, and eat their favorite foods.

“You okay, Y/n? You look like you’re about to pass out,” Giselle teased as they walked through the airport, dodging the early morning paparazzi and a few lingering fans.

“I’m good,” Y/n muttered, waving her off. “Just looking forward to sleeping for a week.”

Winter, who had been quietly observing, snickered. “You deserve it. But, you know, we might have a surprise for you, idiot.”

Y/n shot her a tired, suspicious glance. “A surprise? Please tell me it’s not more work.”

Winter just gave him a mischievous smile, remembering a crucial info from Sora back then. “You’ll see.”

-

Back at the dorm, Y/n barely had time to kick off his shoes before collapsing onto his bed. He didn’t even bother to change, just falling face-first into the pillows. "Sleep", he thought. "That’s all I need."

Meanwhile, the girls were bustling around in the living room, whispering to each other.

“So,” Karina began, keeping her voice low, “we’ve been talking, and we think we should get Y/n a gift. He’s been working non-stop for us, and I feel like he hasn’t taken a break this whole tour.”

Ningning nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah, let’s do something nice for him! We could get him something he’d actually use. Maybe new sneakers? Or a watch?”

Giselle chimed in, “A gift card for a spa day, maybe? He needs to relax.”

But Winter remained quiet, her gaze drifting toward the closed door of Y/n’s room. After a moment, she smirked, an idea forming in her mind.

“Or,” she began, crossing her arms, “we could skip all that and give him something… a little more personal.”

The other members turned to her with raised eyebrows. Karina’s eyes narrowed. “What are you plotting?”

Winter shrugged, pretending to be casual. “I mean… why waste money on stuff? I’ll be the gift.”

Ningning nearly choked on her laughter. “You? The gift?”

“Hey, I think he’d appreciate it,” Winter said, her voice playful but with a hint of seriousness.

Karina blinked. “Wait, you’re actually serious.”

Winter simply grinned. “You’ll see.”

-

A few hours later, Y/n was woken up by a knock on his door. Groaning, he glanced at his phone—he had only been asleep for a couple of hours.

"What now?"

“Y/n, can I come in?” It was Winter’s voice, soft and sweet, but with a hint of something… else.

Y/n sat up, rubbing his eyes. “Yeah, sure.”

Winter slipped into the room, quietly closing the door behind her. She leaned against it for a moment, eyeing Y/n with a smirk.

“You okay?” he asked, feeling a bit uneasy under her gaze. “Something wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong,” Winter said, pushing herself off the door and walking over to him. She stood over his bed, her smile turning a little mischievous. “I just wanted to… thank you.”

"…Jeong, if you break something just say it. I won't be mad." Y/n raised an eyebrow.

"Aish, I'm being serious. Representing aespa, just wanna thank you."

“…For what?”

“For everything. The tour, the hard work, the way you always look out for us.” She was closer now, standing right in front of him, her presence making Y/n’s heart race for some reason. “You’ve been amazing, and I thought you deserved something special.”

Before Y/n could respond, Winter suddenly placed her hands on either side of his head, pinning him against the wall . Y/n’s eyes widened, his heart nearly stopping at the sudden move. It has been something Y/n subconsciously dreamed of but never brought it up to the surface. He was definitely not ready for this.

Winter was dangerously close, her face mere inches from his.

“Uh… Jeong?” Y/n stammered, his mind racing. “What are you—”

“Shhh,” Winter whispered, leaning in closer. “I told you, I’m the gift. And you deserve it.”

Y/n’s brain was practically short-circuiting. This was Winter, the same Winter who usually teased him and gave him a hard time. But now, here she was, pulling a move straight out of a drama.

Did she put on perfume? Why did she smell so good?

And then, before he could say another word, Winter closed the gap, pressing her lips softly against his. It was quick, barely a second, but enough to make Y/n’s entire body freeze in place.

When she pulled away, Winter’s smirk returned, but there was a softness in her eyes now. “Surprise,” she said, her voice low.

Y/n, completely stunned, could only blink at her. “W-What was that?”

Winter stepped back, crossing her arms with a satisfied grin. “That was my way of thanking you. Consider it a bonus for all your hard work.”

Before Y/n could open his mouth to respond, the door suddenly burst open, and the rest of the girls piled in, laughing and clapping.

“Winter! I can’t believe you actually did it!” Giselle giggled, practically doubled over.

Karina was grinning from ear to ear. “You’re so bold, Winter! I thought you were joking!”

Ningning shook her head, snickering. “That was legendary.”

As the laughter died down, Y/n leaned back against the wall, still trying to process everything. His face was warm, either from the embarrassment or the relentless teasing. Maybe both. He looked over at Winter, who was now sitting on the edge of his bed, casually leaning back with a satisfied smile.

"You guys…," Y/n started, shaking his head, "this was a prank, wasn’t it? The whole ‘Minjeong being the gift’ thing?"

Ningning couldn’t help but snicker. "Of course! You really thought Winter would just do something like that out of nowhere?"

Karina grinned, clapping Y/n on the shoulder. "Come on, you know we love messing with you. We all pitched in for this. Consider it payback for all the chaos you've survived."

Giselle added with a laugh, "You should’ve seen your face. You were so flustered!"

Y/n sighed, rubbing his temples, trying to hide the sting of disappointment in his chest. "Of course it was a prank. I should’ve known." He laughed lightly, but it was clear the whole thing had gotten to him a bit more than he expected. "It does make me feel better, so thanks about that, but I don't realllly like using something like that as a prank…"

But before anyone could pile on more jokes, Winter abruptly stood up from the bed, her smile fading into something more serious. The teasing atmosphere in the room shifted slightly as she looked at Y/n.

“Ya, it wasn’t a prank,” Winter said firmly, her voice cutting through the laughter. The other girls exchanged glances, surprised by her sudden change in tone.

Y/n blinked, confused. “Wait, what?”

Winter crossed her arms, standing tall despite the redness creeping up her neck. “I mean, yeah, the girls might’ve thought it was a prank, but I wasn’t kidding. I planned it… and I meant it.”

The room fell quiet for a moment as Winter’s words hung in the air. Karina, Ningning, and Giselle looked at Winter, wide-eyed, before they exchanged knowing looks and slowly backed away, giving her space.

Y/n, still trying to understand, looked at Winter, speechless. "Jeong, you’re… serious?"

Winter bit her lip and gave a small nod. “Yeah, I am.” Her eyes softened, and for the first time that night, she looked a bit nervous. "I just wanted to… thank you in my own way. You’ve been there for us, more than you probably realize, and… well, I don’t always know how to show that. So yeah, that’s why I did it."

She held Y/n’s gaze for a moment before the tension became too much for her. Winter quickly glanced away, her tough exterior cracking as her cheeks flushed. “Anyway… I’m heading to bed.” She cleared her throat, retreating toward the door. “Goodnight. You worked hard, idiot.”

And with that, Winter left the room, disappearing into the hallway without another word. The remaining members watched her go, a mix of surprise and amusement on their faces. Ningning was the first to break the silence, shaking her head with a smirk.

“Well… that escalated quickly,” she muttered.

Giselle elbowed Karina, grinning. “I knew Winter was bold, but I didn’t know she was that bold.”

Karina chuckled. “Honestly, neither did I. Guess we can expect a nephew next year.”

Y/n, still processing Winter’s unexpected confession, sat there in stunned silence. His heart was racing, and his mind was replaying Winter’s words over and over. The girls, noticing his dazed expression, started to smirk knowingly.

“Well, looks like you’ve got something to think about,” Karina teased, giving Y/n a playful nudge.

Ningning laughed. “Or maybe someone to talk to later.”

Giselle winked. “Good luck with that.”

Y/n sighed, feeling a mix of confusion, amusement, and something else he couldn’t quite put into words. “You guys are never going to let this go, are you?”

Karina grinned. “Not a chance.”

As the girls filed out of the room, Y/n leaned back against his pillows, staring up at the ceiling. He couldn’t shake the image of Winter’s serious expression, the way her voice softened when she said she meant it.

"Maybe it wasn’t a prank after all."

And with that thought lingering in his mind, Y/n let out a deep breath, wondering what was going to happen next. For now, all he could do was smile, because whether it was chaos, pranks, or something a little more serious, life with aespa never failed to surprise him.

But first, sleep is king.

[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

Hiii congrats on 2k! 🥰😘 can I request canon post war Levi x reader exploring the world they fought for and cuz I have to include this the reader blurting out how pretty he is and him calling her a brat

Sorry for this oddly specific weird request I'll go back to my corner now lol

I LOVE THIS PIC SM SDKFJKSDJF HE'S SO POUTY

turned this into a oneshot oops LMAO i just love postwar dadvi sm 😭

also shout-out to @chaotic-on-main for the cute idea of levi trying to explain the rumbling through shitty drawings

Just Being You | 2K Follower Event | Post-War Dadvi Oneshot

✧ word count ➼ 1.2k ✧ notes ➼ post-war, fluff, levi's attempt at explaining the Rumbling to a six year old lol

"Daddy, why is the island the only place that doesn't need to be fixed?"

You looked down at your six-year-old daughter that had been spinning in circles just a few seconds ago that was now kneeling next to Levi in his wheelchair, bombarding him with questions regarding the Rumbling.

The three of you were currently on a boat traveling back from Paradis Island, having decided to take a few weeks of vacationing to see the Titan-free world that so many had been sacrificed for. You were on your way back from the island after showing your daughter where her parents met, as well as some of the nicer areas of the island that wasn't overwhelmed with their military forces, like the beach or the meadow that you and Levi commonly snuck off to when you were overwhelmed.

You quickly tried to formulate some response about how it was too complicated for you to explain right now, not wanting to expose your six-year-old to the horrors that nearly caused the extinction of humanity, but you looked towards Levi as he reached into his bag to pull something out to help answer her question.

This wasn't that much of a surprise to you. Levi wasn't a fan of lying to her. He never was the type to sugarcoat or make up some cheesy story to avoid exposing kids to the grim reality of what had happened, and he especially wasn't the type to do that to his own kid.

You saw him pull out his sketchbook that he had recently picked up, wanting to pursue some type of hobby that he could do from the couch or his wheelchair on days when his knee was flaring up.

You watched as he began to draw out the Titans, explaining how big they were compared to humans, and how colossal the Titans involved in the Rumbling were, eventually going on to explain that the big Titans came from the island and spread throughout the world. You found yourself considerably impressed with how he was explaining the war without going into too many details regarding the xenophobia the world had against the Eldians.

"What's that?" your daughter asked, genuinely interested, but also confused as Levi began drawing the structure of the Walls.

Levi wasn't a great artist. He had started drawing the Walls to explain how the Titans moved during the Rumbling, but it was from a top-down perspective, so it just looked like three circles surrounded by stick figures.

"The walls that used to be on the island," he explained with a sigh.

"Is that the island?" she asked, pointing to the dot at the center that was supposed to represent Mitras. "Why were the Walls built in the ocean?"

"They weren't," he explained, trying to hide the irritation in his voice over his inability to draw something comprehensible. "That was Mitras, the Capital and center of the island. The Walls surrounded it."

You watched her nod rapidly as he explained whatever it was that he was trying to draw. Despite how much he was struggling to get his point across, she seemed to be genuinely interested in the history of the island.

"Why are there people floating?" she asked after he began explaining how you used mobility gear to fight against the Titans to compensate for how large they were.

"Is that supposed to be me?" you asked, finally leaning over to see what it was that he was trying to draw, and pointing at a stick figure that vaguely had a hairstyle matching yours.

Levi paused and you could tell that he was getting exasperated with the comments and questions.

You could almost hear him blatantly groan in relief as he cursed underneath his breath once your child's attention was ripped away by a dog belonging to another one of the tourists running by.

"Mommy, can I go play with the puppy?" she asked excitedly while tugging at your shirt.

You nodded, reaching down and fixing a strand of her hair that had formed into a loop after getting tangled.

"Just don't go too far, okay? And be nice to them. I'm sure that poor puppy is overwhelmed."

You watched as she ran off to play with the dog while incoherently explaining Levi's history lesson to them.

Sighing, you sat down on the bench next to Levi as he pinched the bridge of his nose, quickly developing a headache from how flustered he had gotten while trying to explain a somewhat complex topic to his child that had yet to develop an attention span.

"Maybe we can pay for you to get art lessons once we get back home."

"Don't start," Levi grumbled, barely letting you finish your sentence.

You chuckled at his reaction as you grabbed at the drawings he had produced. They were indeed terrible and barely comprehensible, but ended up looking quite cute as a result, despite the fact that they were attempting to depict a bleak reality.

Your smile gradually faded as you got reminded of the horrific events that occurred surrounding the Rumbling, and even before then, when you were trapped within the Walls, with your comrades dying left and right while fighting in what seemed like a hopeless war.

"Lev'," you voiced, getting his attention, "don't you think she's a bit too young to be explaining all this to?"

He glanced over at you.

"What, you want me to lie to her instead?"

"She's six," you reminded him. "I don't know if she can even comprehend the fact that nearly all of humanity was wiped out."

Levi paused for a moment, knowing that you were right. It was a big topic to be explaining to someone so young. Still, he wouldn't have felt right lying to her in a vain effort to protect her innocence while living in a world that was nowhere near innocent.

"She's a smart kid," he eventually murmured. "She'll manage."

After noticing that you weren't responding, he looked over at you, and saw you eyeing him with a warm smile on your face, despite the fact that the two of you were in disagreement over this topic.

"What?"

"Hmm? Oh nothing, it's just..."

You trailed off, slightly shaking your head as you tried to keep the smile on your face from growing too wide.

"I just love seeing you with her like this. It's almost like it's in your nature—being a dad," you mused, your heart warming. "Never thought I'd be fortunate enough to get to see papa Levi on a daily basis."

You looked at him as you smiled, noticing the slight tint that had appeared on his cheeks.

"Plus, I never get to really appreciate how god damn pretty you are when you're just...being you."

Levi was clearly struggling to hide the blush forming on his cheeks and ears at this point, and cleared his throat as he shifted around in his chair after averting his gaze.

"What?" you teased, noting his struggles in maintaining that aloof demeanor that you had worked so hard to break down throughout your relationship.

"You're such a brat sometimes," he grumbled, annoyed—and a tad embarrassed—at the fact that you pointed out his natural tendency when it came to fathering your child.

You chuckled as you leaned forward and placed a gentle and quick kiss on his cheek.

"Love you too, Ackerman."

tagging since this was an actual oneshot! :3 #: @chaotic-on-main @levisbrat25 @leviismybby @moonmalice @averysmolbear @cathybarn @tclbts @emiwhore @bejewelledd @sad-darksoul @ackermendick @aomi04 @apolloshaiku @laraackerman @pulpolicia @raenacreates @nube55 @roseofdarknessblog @saenora @noctemys @sixpennydame @sleepyfairyxo @heichoucleanfreak @svftackerman @catskze @nixie-writes-aot @la-undercover-latina @v4mp-wife @darkstarlight82 @professorweezy @braunsbabe

[marzipanandminutiae]

all very true! your first point is also really interesting to me because like...check out the notes on any post about how mad TV beige-ifying flipper types make them. it's mostly progressive/leftist queer people who can't even come close to affording well-preserved old houses. and that holds true in my offline life, too

it comes back to that general argument you mentioned, that Aesthetics = Values. because if you ask "why are Victorian interiors [clothes, furnishings, etc.] automatically bad?" you usually get back "they represent an oppressive time in history!"

as opposed to the present day, which apparently is a perfect utopia and whose visuals may therefore be enjoyed guilt-free </s>

(oh, you live in Boston and you like the glass-tower West End buildings better than decadent Victorian Beacon Hill? welp, they tore down an entire working-class neighborhood- of, you guessed it, mostly 19th-century buildings -to construct all that. guess that aesthetic represents rampant gentrification, inherently, and you aren't allowed to like it!)

like, yeah, certain aesthetic tastes can be a red flag in certain contexts- marble statue Twitter accounts, anyone? and some people can be harmfully clueless about the undertones of their actions while adopting those aesthetics (MEMO TO ALL FELLOW WHITE WOMEN WHO LIKE FANCY HISTORICAL DRESS: PLEASE STOP AND CONSIDER WHERE YOU ARE TAKING PHOTOS AND WHEN, IN SAID FANCY HISTORICAL DRESS, ESPECIALLY IF YOU LIVE IN THE SOUTHERN U.S. THANK YOU)

but it's about that context. not about This Aesthetic Bad, across the board

Another very weird sentiment I’ve heard in the Modernizing Old Houses Discourse is “getting mad about modernized houses is classist!!!“

Which baffles me, because… Nobody is talking about making the house livable, or putting in a modern stove, or updating the bathroom, or things like that. The kind of people who live in old houses because it’s cheaper absolutely cannot afford to knock down walls, install recessed lighting, paint the entire interior white,and generally make everything a pottery barn wet dream.  The sort of modernization that pisses people off costs money, money that implies that the people who do it could’ve had the house properly restored if they weren’t such HGTV assholes determines to butt in where they weren’t needed

where are these mythical poor people who can afford to totally overhaul the interior of a house?

[spirk-trek]

it's finally december so i can announce that i'm participating in the @livelongandpinup event!!! there are a WEALTH of incredible artists and authors involved, so it's been an honor to be included. the first art/fic pairing went live today but there will be another posted every day until december 18th. please check it out & stay tuned! i'll post links to them every few days or so (mine will be posted on december 11th 🤭)

view the collection here! buy a calendar here!

big big BIG thank you/congrats to everyone, but i especially want to thank @celestialvoyeur and @android-and-ale who brought this idea forward into the world. you're both such amazing, encouraging, and patient people. i feel privileged to know you both <3

[askinkiskarma]

Ok, so I need to get this off my chest because it’s been weighing heavily on my mind. I’ve never properly addressed this because I honestly think it’s not something that deserves the traffic, but my entire feed has been overwhelmed with negativity and it’s genuinely making me want to not be on here anymore.

1. I age up my characters. No, that absolutely does not make me a paedophile. You don’t like it, the door’s right there, the block button’s easily accessible, i tag my fics, you can block tags, there’s so many things you can do.

2. Throwing words with such horrible and serious connotations around as a hyperbole is not quirky and doesn’t make you interesting, it makes you an asshole who diminishes and undermines real world problems to make yourself feel better about literally the most inane of non-problems.

3. If you have time to give a shit about someone you don’t know on the internet who finds joy in some artistic relief, you haVE TOO MUCH TIME!!! I’m curious how many of you actually have any concern or involvement in anything regarding actual paedophilia, that concerns actual kids, actual real life people.

4. If you do indeed believe that someone who ages up a literal fictional tall blue alien is a “paedophile”, you genuinely, genuinely need to go out and touch some grass, BUT what absolutely KILLS me is the absolute unhinged hypocrisy: you want to think you’re better than me, you denounce my work publicly, and then FOLLOW ME and reblog my Jake smut (?!???!?). Like this actually blows my mind. So in your eyes, i am the scum of the earth, i deserve to die and go to jail cause i am “sexualising minors”, but THEN you’re ok with it when you get off to my smut that you do agree with. HOW?! You must be so flexible cause that’s some impressive mental acrobatics. Congrats!!!

5. YOU CANNOT PICK AND CHOOSE WHAT YOU’RE MORALLY SUPERIOR ABOUT!!! Pls get that through your head. If you can forgive “deviant” behaviour when you’re horny and need a Jake fic to get yourself off to, honey baby, you’re just as bad, cause you’re proving you’re willing to bend your morals for your own pleasure and selfish needs. Like PLEASE BE FOR FUCKING REAL!!!

6. This is for my readers and readers of fics in general - if you like what we write, please, please show it. I have seen/talked to several of my mutuals who want to take a step back because of so much negativity that outweighs the support at the moment. If you want to keep being able to enjoy this content, please show your favourite writers some love, especially at this time.

7. And for my mutuals/besties, please, please don’t get discouraged. I know it’s hard, and it sucks, and it’s so disheartening, but i am here to talk and here to stay, and we can get through this together. It would hurt me so badly to see genuinely talented, beautiful, creative, kind people be driven away by some lowlives with nothing better to do than bully people. Stay strong and know I’m always here for you.

This is the first and last time i will be addressing this. I will not be engaging with these people anymore, and i will be using the block button incredibly liberally going forward. Remember you’re responsible for curating your online experience. You don’t like/agree with something, FUCKING BLOCK ME. I BEG YOU.

That’s all. Stay safe and good luck, my loves. I love you. Xoxoxox

[70sscifiart]

Congrats on selling out! Was it challenging to get the rights to republish the images in this book? Curious to know how that process went

Definitely! Getting in touch with artists or their familes becomes a lot more difficult once the time period is around the 1980s or earlier, especially if they're lesser known.

But there's a ton of moving parts involved beyond that, too: Many couldn't provide a scan of the art, so I had to find them from collectors; in some cases I needed to get permission from the publisher instead of the artist; sometimes the fee was outside of my budget; in a few cases the artists just weren't interested in being included.

Whenever I ran into a snag with any of the above, I'd have to figure out a potential replacement for an artwork, artist, or publisher. I wound up cutting 15 or 20 two-page spreads and replacing them with new ones pretty late in the process. And I pushed my deadline back about a year and a half! It was all definitely the hardest part of writing the book. But I think I understand the process a lot better now that I've gone through it.

[gwynbleiddyn]

oc week 2025 shenanigans ahoy

inspired by the wonderful @sunshinemage's post (though i will be less artistic and far more cryptic)

it's been literal years since i've ventured into the waters of oc kiss week so this year i have decided to jump straight into the deep end for no good reason other than i crave the OC content

what does this mean

it means i am once again going to be tearing through written drabbles like a deepstalker on rocks or whatever they go cronch cronch on

i am predominantly focused on dragon age for this, and these drabbles will be (mostly) in response to the ockissweek prompts which are:

desperate

first

stolen

reunion

worship

forbidden

caught

how does this work

LAWLESSLY. my askbox is open for people to jump in with an OC of their choice, and select an OC of mine (they'll be listed down below!) but with a little twisty twist, so in step by step order:

pick your beloved oc that you wish to use for blood sport oc kisses

browse the shortlist or, if you're feeling brave, wade into the depths of my oc page where unknown horrors lie in wait, and select one of my ocs for tribute/sacrifice/kisses

browse the lovely little prompt list above and consider the vibes

when you have your oc, my oc, and a prompt you'd like to see filled, CONGRATS YOU'RE HALFWAY THERE

now, for my little twist, what i would LOVE you to do is:

pick a song that represents your chosen blorbo and send me the title/artist so i can also enjoy it while i write👀

(OPTIONAL) and also give me a word that you would love to see represented! it could be a colour, an emotion, an item -- literally anything. could be innocuous, could be meaningful. it's just extra ✨flavour ✨

a point (or two) of note:

none of these will necessarily be romantic unless i know the oc well and it's something we've talked about, however i am absolutely not against some Fruity Tension somewhere. feel free to add this into your request, otherwise, i will likely default to platonic kisses!

depending on how many requests i get, the drabble lengths will also vary. i am at the mercy of whatever my braincell wants to do, and i won't force a long drabble if i feel its detrimental to the vibe im going for. so pls just be aware that some drabbles may be longer than others, but be assured i put the same bit of care and mildly unhinged writer love into everything i do!

who is this for?

i dearly miss the Olden Days of Yore where dragon age ocs made up the resplendent tapestry of my dashboard from hither to yonder and i like to think i can recreate that old feeling, so i would absolutely love to reach as many people as possible!

you don't have to be a mutual or anything just some guy with an idea and an oc you want to subject to my roster of miscreants, which lies below the cut for ur viewing pleasure

aforementioned roster of miscreants

i'm gonna keep the shortlist, well, short, i guess. these are my mains, the ones i'm comfortable writing anyday anyhow any which way. you are also very welcome to look at my full character page to see if any of those take your fancy - just make sure you're in the Dragon Age section!

Rion Severan - Warden Inquisitor (DA:O / DA:I Protag) [he/him]

pushing 50, certified DILF, ego only dwarfed in size by his banged-up and bleeding heart, which he consequently keeps locked in a cage of his own poor design. unlock at your own risk.

likes: beaches, dogs, rivaini wine, sunsets, antivan wine, a nice sword, tevinter wine

dislikes: ferelden

Kerros Severan-Laidir - Rook (DA:Veilguard Protag) [he/him]

young son of a gun who unfortunately has his father's tendency to get involved in saving the world. an unrepentant Lord of Fortune, he lives for gold and glory, but if sheer love and willpower could keep him alive he'd outlive the world.

likes: good treasure, the ocean, the smell of gaatlok, doing things just because, swimming in various bodies of water, and big boats (and he cannot lie)

dislikes: the fade, magical exposition (please write him the sparknotes version), political bureaucracy

Beren Ingellvar - Veilguard Companion (DA:Veilguard) [they/them]

ancient. unknowable. literally torn apart and put back together through the unabating power of a mother's love. their hands have never touched a thing without reverence. there is nothing in their eyes but time. they would love to smoke a pipe with u tho :)

likes: magic. spirits. theoretical discussion. books on theoretical discussion. lectures. nevarran academia. silver jewellery.

dislikes: hot places, coconuts, bitter coffee, cities, books with narrow margins and unindented paragraphs

[sootcrow]

I’m gonna ask a bunch of narumistu shippers this but how do you think Iris would react seeing that happen? Also how would your dream Narumitsu wedding play out, and would pearl be invited? I just have so many questions! I also love your art!❤️❤️❤️

congrats on being my first anon haha! I’m honored to be up here with the other narumitsu artists considering I like just got here lmao

I don’t usually talk about these kinds of things of my own accord but I DO think about this literally all the time and I love thinking about character dynamics n stuff so I will take this as permission to talk about some of my thoughts lmao

Iris

If you’re talking about how Iris would react to narumitsu in general, I’ve got a lot of thoughts on the matter

All things considered and as sad as this sounds, I think iris is pretty familiar with this kind of feeling and would handle it well outwardly. Considering the time they spent together in college, I think she would be pretty familiar with Phoenix's feelings about miles and his plans about going into law on top of art, so it's probably not exactly completely unexpected to her

Iris may have had a lot of time to get over him, but also with all that time with zero contact with him until bridge to turnabout, she's never had to address her feelings until she's metaphorically and literally staring the issue right in the face.

Phoenix, on the other hand, is forced to confront this event and any lingering emotions and issues he had afterwards right away. That event was a MAJOR turning point for his whole life. He got accused of murder, he ate glass (cough), his girlfriend apparently hates him ???, he met Mia, and overall everything has been turned upside down for him. He can't just ignore it or forget about it or pretend nothing happened like Iris could, and by now, his feelings have dulled. They definitely both still have lingering feelings about each other, but both of them end up dealing with them in completely different ways

Iris is definitely going to be feeling a LOT of pain over both seeing him again and seeing him with someone else, regardless of how prepared for it she tells herself she is. It's human to hurt when you see someone you cared about move on from you to someone else. There's a lot of guilt and blame that she carries from the incident, ESPECIALLY when she has to confront her emotions and him face to face.

But Iris is not a petty person or a grudge holder, unlike Dahlia, and she cares a lot about Phoenix. She's also not an idiot. As much it makes her heart ache, she knows her chance has passed and that Phoenix has moved on, even if Iris is still working on that herself. She will heal with time. Despite everything, I think she is an incredibly strong person.

Though it's going to hurt (a lot), I think that regardless, she'd be really happy for them.

Wedding

In terms of a wedding I don't actually think about that all too much yet dfjkfhfs I haven't gotten anywhere past the pw trilogy so I don't actually know all too much about anything post-trials and tribulations yet. (despite that I do have a whole narumitsu progression timeline. aside from the pining that they both think is one sided, there is a whole lot of nothing until AFTER the 7 year gap. they don't actually get together until after that. god they are so infuriatingly slowburn i hate them)

Anyways as hilarious as I think "pearl is homophobic" is, she's still a kid. We can't completely fault a kid who doesn't know better and never really had the chance to learn. I think it'd take a lot of work on Maya's part to be able to give her a proper explanation (if nick tried to explain anything he'd just end up getting pearl-slapped and things would go nowhere probably, its all up to maya here), but I figure pearl eventually comes around with some help and is like SUPER involved in everything. Her passion for romance n stuff just gets switched to nick and edgeworth instead of maya and nick

Once I'm more familiar with all of the other characters and the events of post-pw trilogy I'll definitely have a lot more ideas

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[002-B01] Hateful 5

Summary — ✈︎The students have now become official members of HAMA Tours. Now, they are filled with excitement about their upcoming activities.

Characters— ✈︎ Akuta, Kiroku, Nanaki, Muneuji, Ushio, Kafka, Renga, Ten, Yukikaze, Liguang, Yachiyo

Location: mahorova Lobby

Female Student A: Oh, fufufu! As expected of Yumenosuke-san! Not only are you intelligent and athletic, but you’re also good at telling jokes!

Female Student B: I’m so glad we can spend time together like this in mahorova[1]!

Yumenosuke: I too am honored to be speaking with both of you wonderful ladies. It’s rather unfortunate that our only way to meet is in this metaverse, what with myself being away at my villa in Switzerland… Good thing that summer vacation is around halfway over.

Next up on our itinerary is to plan how we should spend the rest of the timeーー Let’s have a discussion about it!

Female Student A: I fully agree! What are your plans, Yumenosuke-san?

Yumenosuke: I’ve already completed all my assignments within the first week of the break, so I intend to use the remaining time I have to place all of my resources into ensuring the success of the open campus event happening at the end of the month.

Female Student B: Woow! That’s amazing, Yumenosuke-san! We should all follow your example.

Female Student A: We definitely should. I’ve just been so caught up in my LashColle lately…

Yumenosuke: LashColle… Is that an abbreviation for “Eyelash Collection”? Unfortunately, I’m not the most knowledgeable person about the world of eyelashes, so I may be a little behind.

However, I believe that the grand prize for a LashColle contest held recently was won by my Uncle. He won by an overwhelming majority, if I recall?

Gannosuke: You would be correct. I also won the audience award as well.

Good evening, it’s wonderful to meet you ladies. I am Yumeosuke’s Uncle, Kuraku Gannosuke.

Female Student B: You’re that person who’s been lingering next to Yumenosuke for a while now… Wait, are you that famous eyelash artist?

Female Student A: Congrats on your award, sir! Amongst the others, your work was the most boldest, colorful, and most decadent of them all…!

Female Student B: Seriously. Actually, it feels like your style was pretty different from all your previous work!

Yumenosuke: Hm…? Did something occur to your mindset recently?

Gannosuke: I wouldn’t see that exactly, but just the other day, I had a once in a lifetime encounter on the island. There is no doubt that “he” has influenced my inspiration.

Yumenosuke: Oh! Then that’s wonderful. I wonder what kind of encounter it wasーー

Student Council Member: President Kuraku!

Yumenosuke: What’s the matter? You came in extremely loudly.

Student Council Member: This is really serious! Please check the latest news!

Yumenosuke: …!? It says… Current high school students have been appointed to be Ward Mayors!?

Student Council PR: What’s more, although  this information has not been released to the public yet, according to my mother who works in the news department, the people who are going to be appointed areーー…

Female Student A: Out of everyone they could’ve chosen, they chose those Class 1 students who may have been involved in the explosion at the old school building…!? Ah, I’m starting to feel faint…!

Female Student B: Are you okay, Yumenosuke-san? Your face has gone extremely pale…

Yumenosuke: …Kh!

(Ward Mayor 0 knows fully well how influential Ward Mayors are in the political world, and yet he chooses those students!? It’s clear to me that this decision was made by personnel who haven’t done any thorough research… This is unforgivable!)

(What’s more, this is the Ward Mayor position…! This position was written directly in my “Kuraku Yumenosuke’s Life Plan ー Chapter 3: Ward Mayor Edition”! It was mine…!

(I cannot believe those barbaric bombers who blew up that old school building could get a job such as this without putting in any real effort! How dare they ruin my perfect life plan… How dare they…)

Gannosuke: Are you alright, Yumenosuke-kun?

Yumenosuke: … Please excuse me.

I have sudden business to attend to, so I will be seeing myself out!

Gannosuke: ………

Location: HAMA House Living Room

Kaede: Everyoneee! The press release came iiin!

Akuta: Ohh!! Seriously?! What’s it say, what’s it say～～～?

Nanaki: Hey, Akuta. Sit down properly when you’re eating.

Ushio: Hmm… This Moving-in Soba is pretty good.

Muneuji: Agreed. Even my mother, who is particularly picky about Japanese food, would enjoy this 100% buckwheat soba.

Kiroku: …Slurp slurp…

Akuta: Umm let’s see… “Curwent hishchool shutends…”

Yachiyo: Ah, should I read it out to you all? Since you’re all busy eating right now…

Renga: That’s a good idea. ーーHey, you guys. Hand over the press release.

Kaede: Sorry to ask this of you, Yachiyo-kun. Thank you!

Yachiyo: “Current highschool students were unexpectedly appointed as Ward Mayors for HAMA districts 5-9.”

Liguang: ………

Yachiyo: “The goal is to incorporate a fresh set of values from people of the younger generation, who will lead the way of the future, into tourism in HAMAーー”

“We are pleased to announce that current high school students have been appointed as Ward Mayors for districts 5-9 under the orders of Ward Mayor 0, also known as the CEO and President of HAMA Tours, Oguro Kafka.”

Yukikaze: ………

Yachiyo: “The upcoming debut tour will feature a Hospitality Live, similar to the first tour given by R1ze, which featured the Ward Mayors 0-4 and ended with a great success rate.”

“In addition, an inauguration ceremony will be held on the first day of the tour, so we can expect this tour to be packed with many events.”

“Furthermore, this tour will also feature their school, one of our very own symbols of HAMAーー”

Ten: This soba’s super good.

Yachiyo: “Hama Asunaro High School. Thus, they will be holding a collaboration event with the school’s open campus.”

“This will be a tour that can be enjoyed by fellow students and parents alike, as well as the general public, so please do come by and check out the tour.”

ーーThat’s the end!

Kaede: Reading the press release really makes it feel real and just gets me even more motivated.

Akuta: Seeing stuff like “A special Hospitality Live planned for the tour” makes me get SUUUPER excited～～～！

Liguang: Kid, don’t shake the table.

Nanaki: Ah, sorry, I’ll make sure to scold him properly later.

Renga: But y’know, I get feeling excited for it… Well, as much as I do get it, what about the actual content? The concept is really important.

Kiroku: …Our…concept……

Ushio: So what’s the plan, our dear Idoitake-san?

Akuta: Neh?

Muneuji: The leader’s job is to come up with things like a concept, isn’t it? Do you have any ideas for this?

Renga: W-Wait! You high school students. ーーWe’d get it if you guys aren’t sure what to do, since you’re novices at planning and all.

If you’re feeling troubled, I wouldn’t mind taking the time to lend you a handーー

Akuta: Act・ual・ly, I already got a plan!

Renga: Whaーー

Liguang: It’s pointless to try to act like a senior now.

Ten: Isn’t it nice that you don’t have to give away your free time, Renga-san?

Renga: … Uh, y-yeah, I guess.

Kaede: ーーThen, once you all finish eating your soba, let’s start finalizing your move in!

All 5: ‘Kayyy.

Nanaki: Alright, so we got our room assignments. Akuta, Kiroku, and I will share a room together. 

Akuta: The room name is “TOGURO[2]” huh. We should do some sorta coil pose or something later.

Kiroku: ……Mm……

Kaede: You’re okay with the room assignments too, Ushio-kun?

Ushio: Since it’s Muneuji, I don’t have any problems. I do have a problem with the room name, though.

Muneuji: “Neigh[3] Clan” is an interesting one. Should we do some sort of duo horse pose together too?

Kaede: (The names of the rooms from the original inn sure are strange…)

Nanaki: Well, I’ll start bringing up my luggage then. Let’s go, Akuta and Kiroku.

Kiroku: Mhm……

Ushio: ………

Yukikaze: What are you staring so hard on your phone at? Have you already finished putting away your luggage?

Ushio: The elevator’s full right now, so I’m just waiting for everyone to be done already. I’m just using my free time to ego-search after the news got released.

Yup there it is, slander. Reported.

Yukikaze: ………

Ushio: … You think this is stupid, don’t you? I do too. It doesn't really matter.

Yukikaze: No, I don’t think it’s stupid. I’ll help you.

Ushio: … You’re curious, huh?

Kaede: (I don’t think it’s curiosity. He’s just trying to be kind, Ushio-kun…)

Muneuji: Uu-chan, could you please move over a bit? I need to put this there.

Kaede: Wah! That’s a lot of luggage…!

Yukikaze: It really is a massive amount. …But, it doesn’t look like there’s any luggage there.

Kafka: Isn’t it amazing? All of these are congratulatory gifts that were sent by Muneuji’s family.

Kaede: Wow〜 There’s a lot of giftsーー from appliances to luxury sweets!

Kafka: Seems like we don’t have to worry about needing supplies for a while. There’s even some tea time snacks I could have with Chief.

Akuta: Lured by the smell of food, a wild Akuta has arrived from the second floor!

Ushio: What are you, a dog…?

Akuta: Can I have some of this gold leaf castella? Hmm, I wonder if I could get rich if I gather all the golden leaves?

Kaede: Ahaha, I don’t know about that.

Ten: Speaking of family, what’s your home life like, Akuta? I’m sure they were ecstatic to hear you became a Ward Mayor.

Akuta: Mm, nah my Uncle’s pretty much holed up at work so we haven’t really talked about it yet. Munch munch…

Kaede: Your Uncle?

Akuta: Yeah, he’s looking after me right now. He’s an anime director, Isotake Taiji.

Kaede: Oh… is that so…?

Ten: Isotake Taiji’s that famous animator, right? Even if he wasn’t, people working in the anime industry got it pretty rough.

Kaede: (Good move, Ten-kun…! He managed to work the conversation around the complicated subject and continue talking like normal…!)

(Now that I think about it, the relationship of the guardian who signed the consent forms for the study trip definitely said “uncle”…)

(I didn’t really think to ask him about it, but that’s why, huh.)

Renga: Oh, Akuta! So you were here! I was looking for you!

Akuta: Mgh?

Renga: I-I wanted to talk about the concept! I thought you might’ve been acting cool in front of the others earlier so… I can get that… Um…

A concept isn’t something that you can put together so easily! I’d know, as the Morning Squad’s leader, soーー

Akuta: Nah, it’s fine. But, thank you for the nice offer!

! Nanaki and Kiroku came back just in time.

HEY, ASU HIGH STUDENTS! ATTENTIONNN PLEASEEE！

Please gather here tomorrow!

Renga: … Uu.

Akuta: We’re gonna show those people who treated us like idiots with the BEST concept ever!

Renga: I-I… I’m in the know… so…

Kaede: (I’m gonna have to comfort him later…)

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Notes — ✈︎

Just in case you don’t know, mahorova is the metaverse space in 18trip ( made by Raito and Nayuki )

TOGURO means coil, but I kept it as TOGURO since it’s romanized on the room key images and many people just call it TOGURO online ( at least from what ive seen LMAO ). iirc the names are based on the chinese zodiac, with R1ze’s rooms being based off the tiger and rabbit, so I’m assuming this one is the snake.

The room name is “ヒヒン" or hihin.  It’s the sound effect of a neigh. I believe this one is named after the horse zodiac.

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what do you do, or, want to do as a profession? could you imagine becoming a self-employed artist?

Congrats! You hit a genuine topic of anxiety in my life!

In an ideal world, i could be a self-employed artist. But unfortunately we are far from one, so i dont know.

Anything that allows me to live comfortably and also gives me enough free time to keep being an artist. And also something outside of customer service. And something that doesn’t involve me keeping my nails short or makes me put my hair up. So something I’m probably gonna need a degree for.

If any rich people out there wants to sponsor me so that I never have to work again that would be great hmu maybe I should start a patreon

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Thanks for the question! 😀👍👍