#drawing moots ocs my passion

[junjunjunko]

Im back again

vampires fanclub

THE VAMPIRE FANCLUB IS SO REAL

[lunarr-stuff]

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

hi !

trying to get out of a terrible artblock....

[pastel-medic]

My name is Xed/Pastel ^v^ (He/Xe/They)! I am 24 years old and any other art accts will likely have the username pastelxapple if you want to find me on other platforms!

Medicsona:

Mercenary Intros

Full Refs:

RED Team:

BLU Team:

Gentlesurgery Ship 💜:

Roulette Class AU:

Blog intro, tags, & rules ⬇️

Ko-fi (sketch comms):

Strawpage:

Tags:

#my art (or #xed art) - My art tag! You can find my artwork directly with this tag 🐍✨

#ask box - All replies to my inbox are tagged with this! It comprises mostly of Q&As of my mercs or other characters, art requests, and other questions!

#roulette class au (or #tf2 roulette class au) - This is the tag for my TF2 AU, the Roulette Class AU! The long and short of it is I swapped all of the mercenaries' classes and there's major differences in the lore.

#quixote - My gentlesurgery ship tag! So not to confuse my ship with RED Medic and VLT Spy from the usual gentlesurgery ship you can find their content separate from that with this tag!

#medic brothers - This tag is specifically for my Medic Brothers (Fritz and Ludwig), so any art and lore for them are tagged with this!

#lore crumbs 🍰 - Small pieces of art and/or posts about my ocs or AUs! 👏🏼✨ I try to tag posts with any info or headcanons about my characters/AUs ^^

#shortcake medic - Tag used for any art I make of my Medicsona, Shortcake Medic! 🍰💖

#tsu art - (or #twin art) - Art tag for my twin's artwork 🦊 (@/hoshi-tsubasa )! I love sharing her work and she deserves more praise for it! ^v^✨ Yes she is a furry so be kind!!!

#moot art 💖 - Art tag for my artist mutuals! I love to share their work so I keep this tagged to their stuff so I can find it again (cuz I'm dumb and don't wanna scroll through reblogs for eternity)

#other artists (or #reblog) - This is the tag I use when I reblog other amazing artists' work!

General Info:

I've technically been in the TF2 community for more than 6 years but I just recently got back into it as of 2024!

Pr0shipper/“problematic” accounts DNI!!! I will block you >:(((

@/hoshi-tsubasa is my twin! Her art is just as incredible so go check her out too if you'd like! She also draws TF2 stuff here and there, plus she has some TF2 merch you can check out on her redbubble!

My main ship is Gentlesurgery, which I draw quite a lot! If that ship is not your cup of tea I kindly suggest to be polite and just move on, harassment and hate will not be tolerated here. I also have other favorite TF2 ships that I don't have listed above in the "Meet The Artist" template that I may draw from time to time! However, please be mindful that I don't really draw HeavyMedic (Red Oktoberfest), MedicScout (Quickfix/Blunt Trauma), or SniperScout (SpeedingBullet) ships, as those are not ships I'm particularly fond of compared to others (MedicScout cuz as a passionate MedicSpy shipper it just feels uncomfy for me) ;3; very sorry! (ALSO ABSOLUTELY NO SPYSCOUT GET OUT OF HERE WITH THAT DISGUSTING STUFF) I do like most TF2 ships tho (I especially love all Spy ships)! 💖

Please be aware I likely will not draw nsfw! There may be suggestive art tho from time to time :3c Some things will be tagged with tw if needed!

Also please do not tag my art with ship tags unless I have them put under my art! I am not comfortable with certain dynamics being labeled as ships, especially if the dynamic is not meant to be in any form romantic/sexual ;;

My hyperfixations do shift so I may hop from one media to another or draw crossovers! I will usually post my other non-TF2 art on my instagram, but all TF2 content will be here!

In addition, please be aware I have ADHD and an alter system (DID), so please note that I may go silent with posts every once in a while. My mental health is not a subject I care to make front and center here, so I prefer any questions or topics of such be kept private! Thank you! 💖

If you can I encourage you to reblog my artwork if you like it! Traction on tumblr is very different than on other social sites like twitter and tiktok, so it would mean a lot to me if you could share my art! 🥺💌 I'm deeply humbled if you enjoy my content, thank you!

Ask Box Rules:

This is a 16+ ask blog, so if you wanna ask me or my version of the mercs something pls feel free! Anon questions will be turned on and off from time to time, but if people completely abuse it or things get out of hand I will shut them off permanently ;3; Also please respect that there's a limit for how much you can ask of me, I won't consistently draw the same thing over and over if it's asked for like more than 3 times (especially by the same person)!

Also, if I do not respond to your ask, it may be because I am either uncomfortable with the ask, am unsure how to respond, or simply do not feel that it is an ask that needs to be posted. I am also NOT an rp blog so I will not respond to rp-like asks. Please respect this, thank you!

Please be respectful! I have major anxiety and communication/socializing is difficult for me, so I may not engage in conversations much ;0; I do get super nervous with parasocial behavior!!! I will do my best to respond to my inbox so please be patient with me 💌

Fanart/Art Rules:

Art Trades are for mutuals only! I rarely do them but think they're fun! Also will only do an art trade if the level of art quality and skill is the similar to my own, thank you! 💖

This isn't entirely an art request blog but depending on the question in the ask box I might doodle something if I'm interested enough! 🍰✨ I don't really draw ship requests often tho! ;3; Might do some that I like but depends!

I don't mind fanart! If you'd like to make fanart for me please tag me so I can see your lovely work! However pls don't draw my ocs or version (aus included) of the mercs inappropriately or in ships I otherwise am not comfortable with, as they already have pre-established relationships ;; Also please do not misinterpret/take creative liberties with my Medicsona (Shortcake Medic) specifically, as he is my personal sona and I am more sensitive about art of him! He is not an oc, he is a sona, so I am uncomfortable with misinterpretations and/or nsfw art of him. If you are unsure about anything please ask me first, I am very firm and particular about him! Thank you!!! 💖🍰

If you want to use my art as a profile pic please ask me first!!! DO NOT REPOST OR EDIT MY ARTWORK!!!!

[hana-no-seiiki]

˗ˏˋ HEAVEN’S GATE ´ˎ˗

❝ Open your mind to what I shall disclose, and hold it fast within you; he who hears, but does not hold what he has heard, learns nothing. ❞

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Your god has descended.

Greetings. I am Yun. I’m a deity and a part-time fanfic writ'r and artist. I’ve did enjoy yand're w'rks and has't at each moment did want to delve into tumblr since i bethink t fits mine own m're impulsive - nev'r - finishes - an - entire - booketh type of writing style

[ TRANS: Greetings. I am Yun. I’m a deity and a part-time fanfic writer and artist. I enjoy Yandere works and have always wanted to delve into Tumblr since I think it fits my more impulsive - never - finishes - an - entire - book type of writing style. ]

❝ Here to us, thou art the noon and scope of love revealed; and among mortal men, the living fountain of eternal hope. ❞

CONFESSION BOOTH IS : OPEN

Please pay attention to my rules and boundaries when joining this cult. In any case, I welcome you to my loving embrace. May your stay here be filled with only joy.

Pronouns are he/it/they/she by order of preference.

LVL 19 - AROACE SPEC - AFAB/GENDERFLUID

WARNING: This shall be a YANDERE/DDNE focused blog. Although most of my posts are soft some of it will enter dead dove do not eat territory. If you are at all sensitive to violence, blood, sexual and physical assault, stalking, suicide, all sorts of abuse, bullying and harassment, or general nsfw content, please turn back.

MINORS ARE STRICTLY FORBIDDEN FROM ENTERING THIS HOLY GROUND. PLEASE LEAVE IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18.

❝ As I draw nearer to the end of all desire, I brought my longing’s ardor to a final height. Just as I ought. My vision, becoming pure. ❞

Here’s a masterlist of my works and ocs: [ GRAND CELESTIAL ARCHIVE ]

Here’s the rules to requests/asks and what type of content I’m willing to write: [ DEIFIC COMMANDMENTS ]

My discord in case you wanna send me dms : xxalmightyyunxx

Remember to be respectful. Harassment and insults will not be tolerated in this cult.

And last but not least, yanderes irl suck please don’t replicate or seek anything i write mkay? lub u all.

❝ Beyond all boundaries, at memory’s undoing — As when the dreamer sees and after the dream the passion endures, imprinted on his being. ❞

Princess : @obsessivevoidkitten

Mr. Devil: @heartfullofleeches

Jiejie: @mellowwillowy

(Matching w/) My Mother: @cammslush

Boop Pardner (Boopner) : @harmonysanreads

Wives: @sophiethewitch1 + @cheriecelestial

Spouse: @carnivorousyandeere @doejohnsonva

Am in the harem of: @ozzgin

My lovely moots/fellow writers! Check out their blogs! : @godnectar @yandere-kittee @darling--core @compact-turtle @ghostie-luvs @darling-zain @yandere-romanticaa @pastelclovds @sagesskies @carnivorousyandeere / @doejohnsonva @on-leatheredwings @obsessedwithromance @dr0ggyfr0ggyz

Askers: @teabagggssss @my-names-angel-but-im-not-one @silversmoke-20

Anons: Smoked Salmon, Cheese anon,🍦 anon, 🖌️ anon, 🐴 anon (who is toaster), 🍆 anon. Lavender. 🤍 anon. 👻 anon. 💗anon. 💫 anon.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Your god has ascended back into the heavens.

— quotes from Dante’s Divine Comedy (Paradiso)

— pfp art by constparameter

[pterosaurparty]

//CLEARS THROAT//

Hello~ my name is Micah, me and @hexes-t-rexes decided we'd jump into the paleo/Dino fandom because it's been our passion for our entire lives pretty much~

We both draw dinos/prehistoric creatures set in our own little world we like to call "Pangea" (original I know~)

We'll be posting ocs based in that and drawing any fandom dinos we like~ I hope you all enjoy~ you gotta follow her too cause we come as a pair and the lore is jointed y'know 👀 we are both looking very eagerly for moots too!~

[adallinda]

☂︎ I will only draw for the fandoms I'm in, rarely my ocs. Mainly because I don't want to risk drawing a character wrong. Most post are gonna be creepypasta and marble hornets related.

☂︎ My mother language isn't english, I will have spelling mistakes and grammar errors. Apologies in advance.

☂︎ Please if you wanna be moots, ASK first.

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

☂︎ I use both SHE and HE pronouns.

☂︎ Some other things that passionate me besides drawing are : reading , the paranormal , dolls , space and plushies.

☂︎ Definitely will start writing at some point cause this blog was supposed to be a writhing blog believe it or not.

[senneferi]

Hello there ! , Senneferi here !

I'm new to tumblr so let me introduce myself , my direction and what is my purpose in here and stuff and get to know people here and be friends and moots !

-Alright ! who is me ?

I'm a -while im writing this post at least- a 19 year old Egyptian artist , since i was 7 i got fascinated by a game called "S4 league" and loved customizing my characters , and thus , i begun creating original characters since then , sadly despite wanting to have a career in art since i was young i didn't know what to study or what to do to actually be professional at art , until i was 16 when things started to clear up finally and since then i have been trying to be a professional artist (still trying in the process) , it may be seem discouraging to start late and all of that , but we dont get to see beginner artists because of likes and all and all we see is professionals and start to think "oh dear ! i'm very late ! it is me who is talentless?" but actually , neither you or me is alone and neither we are late ! we still can grow and be professionals and better ! just lets not give up !

-What am i going to be posting in here?

in this tumblr account , i will be posting my exercises , OCS , some fanarts and what i really like ! even post some writing too ! or some fake scenarios, Whatever you can eat !

- What kind of art you wanna have direction in ?

i have many in mind , but i want to be many things (its real tough!) , i want to be able to be a professional illustrator for scenes , and to be a concept artist , and an animator ! , i want to hopefully make a pilot episode of my story one day ..

-What languages do i speak in in case you wanna be friends or any form of communication?

I speak Arabic and English both Verbally and in writing !

-What genres do i post in here?

currently there is no specific genre i draw about , But i shall make blogs to some genres !

-What do i hope to achieve in here?

I want to post my exercises and talk about my favorite characters and original characters and talk passionately about their stories and designs and i like people to do the same with their characters with me , also, i want to grow as an artist and become better and i hope i get some support and advices around here ! i just don't want to feel alone <3 !

Thanks for reading all of that ! I hope we become moots and friends and grow together ! <3

[astarionbae]

I got even more Tav questions from that ask game for Luna~🙏😌

This one is specifically for question 70, the free spot to ask any question.

My question is…”What are some headcanons you have for Lustarion?”

Bless you for using that question; You know I'm ALWAYS down for Luna and Astarion inquiries!

Question 70 (free spot): Lustarion Headcanons

Astarion sews Luna's clothing after major battles take place, especially if she had been wearing one of her favorite outfits that been sliced and pierced

When Astarion gets nightmares of Cazador during a trance, Luna will sit and stay with him to make him feel more at ease

Luna and Astarion love to trick people into giving them money by either deception or by her playing her flute to charm the crowd while he pickpockets them

Once Withers revives her after Bhaal kills her, her body gets severely warm because she's not used to having replenished blood (since she was a Bhaalspawn) so she cuddles up with Astarion more often than usual to try and keep cool

Astarion helps Luna braid her hair early in the morning; he takes joy in it but would never say it out loud - especially whenever Gale is near

Luna will get very tired after helping so many people and desperately wants to rest, but shrugs it off when her companions such as Lae'Zel or Wyll ask for her assistance. Astarion, protective as he is, will tell them "No. Luna needs to rest for the evening."

Astarion enjoys kisses, giving and receiving; pecks on the cheeks, forehead kisses, chaste, and passionate kisses. He loves kisses on bare shoulders, on the neck, and in innocent places like on top of hands, fingers, on the crown, and head

On good days, Astarion draws himself a bath just to relax and asks Luna to join as they lay in the tub together and just bask in togetherness

Astarion loves to flirt with Luna unapologetically, making her cheeks flushed because he adores her soft freckles that only show when her face is red

They both trace each other's scars that adorn their bodies, just trying to soothe one another in a state of trust and complete openness.

Luna hums the same tune over and over so much that Astarion starts to hum it, eventually coming up with words for the melody

He teaches Luna how to lockpick the more challenging locks and she in turn teaches him how to make medicine

BG3 moots: @daughter-of-melpomene, @curious-kittens-ocs, @reyofluke-ocs, @faerieroyal

[fukashiin]

rating my mutuals!

i dont have too many but it'd still be fun to rate you guys as a small bday gift from me in return for the interactions and moments I've made with you up until now <33 (if you arent here then i was too shy to mention you but i love your works tremendously!!)

@jeidoleech ⤷ KHOI !

1000/10

my first ever twst mutual on tumblr actually. you dont understand i squealed like SQUEALED when you followed me back and tagged me in your mutuals list?? i was over the moon <33 your writing style is adorable and it really butters my biscuits AND I WAS OBSESSED WITH YOUR BABY BLUE THEME WHEN I FIRST FOLLOWED YOU GOODBYE. so thank you?? for following me like?? SO much??? you were apart of the reasons why i wanted to continue writing for this fandom <3333 i cant keep up with you altering between jade and Floyd im gnna be completely honest OKAY.

@mifyu ⤷ MIFFY !

youre adorable/10

some of the sweetest people I've ever met hello??? and your themes just??? top it off???? i was super shy to ask if you wanted to become mutuals but ohmygod i wasnt expecting you to be the ballsy one. thank you for becoming mutuals with me your works are just the prettiest and im looking forward to more!! i bet if we had a competition to see who could say 'ily more' you'd win by a mile.

@iuuru ⤷ MILLIE

我愛你你你你/10

HELLO IM SO GLAD I REACHEDJ OUT TO YOU WHAT. you match my energy so well and i love that abt you??? MY CHINESE SPEAKIMG COMPANION???? the moment i clicked on your blog i just KNWEW i had to become your moot you just seemed so fun and lovable AND YOU ARE. i was able to improve my chi vocab by a little bit because of you and im genuinely so grateful?? MY FAV LEONA KISSER YOUR WORKS AND IMAGINATION IS LITERALLY IMPECCABLE ILYSM I HOPE TO SPEAK IN CHI WITH YOU SM MORE AND CRASH THE TAG LIMIT BY FAWNING OVER YOUR WORKS

@tinyletterz ⤷ REMY !

stop being so gorgeous???/10

i could use up all the synonyms for beautiful in all the languages i know and it still wouldn't be enough. your works are the prettiest???hello??? whyre they so soft and fuzzy??? u deserve all the cupcakes and cats in the world ill literally take you to the cat island. youre personality is so lovely i literally go through the whole water cycle whenever you answer my ask??? so thank you for being my mutual<33 ALSO WHAT SHOULD WE NAME OUR CAT CAFE??

newer mutuals who i'd love to know better!

your guys' personalities are amazingf and itms such an honour to be your mutual KISSES

@siphoklansan ⤷ SIPHOK !

YOUREAMAZINGATARTSTOP/10

your works. your animations. who allowed you to be that talented??? ill always remember the time you said i was lively and fun even before we became mutuals! that made my day!! youre literally some of the nicest people ive met on this app so never give up on your passion for art IM LITERKALLY GOBBLING THEJM ALL UP <3

@twistedchatterbox ⤷ NOIR !

9038839/10

i cnat believe your first interaction with me was digging up my thirst post for idia STOP. IM A CHANGED PERSON. but ohmygod youre so good at art too?? can you stop being so talented with both writing AND drawing???? but regardless im so happy to be your mutual you seem so hardworking with every work you post and i appreciate that sm?? AND I LOVE YOUR OC. SHES BEAUTIFUL;

@cupids-chamber ⤷ CUPID !

i relate to you an eerie amount/10

i couldve sworn i started hyperventilating the moment i saw you follow me????? you may not think that your crack fics are funny BUT THEY REALLY ARE??? at the same time your normal ones make me SQUEAL AND KICK MY FEET IN THE AIR IM SO TEMPTED TO GET RUN OVER BY AN ACTIVE SPEEDING BUS. and congrats on 4.35k!! i hope we interact a lot more <33

⤷ FOLLOWERS !

♾/10

FROM DECEMBER UNTIL NOW IM SO SO GRATEFUL FOR THE NUMBER OF FOLLOWERS I CURRENTLY JHAVE??? YOU GUYS READ MY WORKS AND LIKED/REBLOGGED AND ITS LITERALLY SO MUCH MORE I COULD EVER ASK FOR??????? SO I JUST WANTED TO SAY THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT YOURE ALL SUPER IMPORTANT AND DEAR TO ME I LOVE YOU ALL SMM<333

[stupendousbookworm]

🌠🌃Hello there stranger! Welcome to my blog! 🌃🌠

🌠I'm Meg, aka stupendousbookworm, the clown behind the circus

🌠I'm a burned out student with a passion for astronomy and astrophysics

🌠I'm basically a writer, but sometimes I draw, although I'm not that great at it. I do take requests for both ^-^

🌠I basically post about Harry Potter Hogwarts Mystery but there's a lot of random stuff here too

🌠 Sometimes I make really cringy, horrible, eye sore edits to spite my friends, so if you see some bullshit like that... well, just assume that I didn't do it

🌠 My ask box is open for requests, silly stuff, memes, and good vibes

🌠My main MC for Hogwarts Mystery is Ara Black, a troublemaker who really just wants chocolate

🌠 My Magic Awakened MC is named Sand. Uh, Lysander Larmalaut, but everyone just calls him Sand

🌃 Hashtags 🌃

🌠 Art: #meg's mediocre art

🌠 Writing: #meg's horrendous writing

🌠 Edits: #meg edits

🌠 Asks: #ask meg

🌠 MC trinkets: #ara black

🌠 Other content creators: #other simps' ocs

🌠 More amazing art from my friends & moots: #op art

🌃 If you actually read this- I'm thanking you for sticking 'round with me 🌃

Um- Happy Scrolling!

[wallgirl]

The Little Nereid Part One

3200 words, part one of a five part fanfiction

Poseidon x OC

Dynamene, youngest of the 50 Nereids, has lived most of her adolescence as a servant alongside her sisters at Poseidon’s palace. But with her coming-of-age birthday and other developments, what she initially thought was just admiration of her master blossoms into something stronger and more passionate... and painful.

Categories: Romance, angst, unrequited love, coming-of-age, earn-your-happy-ending; no NSFW content

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The incessant cry of seagulls encircling the rocky bluffs below finally woke her. She exhaled reluctantly, tugging the blanket closer to her chest. They were especially loud this morning; perhaps a school of fish had washed up on shore. She was surprised that she didn’t hear Thoe shouting at them in a vain attempt to get them to scatter. Thoe had always hated seagulls, and a millennium of living beside the ocean had done nothing to calm her ire. She rolled away from the bright light entering from the window and drowsily pondered how she would spend the day. If the weather held up, perhaps she would go for a run along the shoreline.

               Then realization hit her, and she sat up, fully awake. Of course, she had plans for the day – it was her birthday!

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               And not just any birthday, but her coming-of-age celebration. From today on, she would officially be a woman in the eyes of society; no longer a mere girl, despite her thin build and wide eyes.

               She jumped out of bed and undid her rumpled chiton, tossing it haphazardly onto the marble floor as she ran to her dresser. She hurriedly sought through the drawer before pulling out one of her nicer peplos with gold embroidery, then turned to the next drawer in search of a clean chiton.

               “Dynamene! Are you up?” A loud voice echoed from the other side of the bedroom door.

               “Yes! Yes, I’m awake!” Dynamene called back, hastily slamming the drawers closed and turning to the full-length mirror across from her bed.

               “May I come in?” Without waiting for a response, the door opened and a tall maiden with her auburn hair drawn into a long braid entered.

               “Help me fasten my peplos, Actaea,” Dynamene muttered, tugging the fabric around her body.

               “I suppose…” Actaea sighed dramatically. She stepped behind Dynamene and began to gather the cloth expertly. “You know, I’m glad I caught you while you were getting dressed. I have the perfect pins for you to use today.” With a smile, she produced two golden pins with mother-of-pearl heads.

Dynamene broke into a wide beam at the sight of her gifts, her freckled cheeks dimpling in delight. “Thank you, Actaea. They’re beautiful.”

“Aren’t they? I sent for them a few weeks ago. I know you’ve wanted pins with mother-of-pearl for a while.”

“I have, it’s my favorite.” Dynamene admired her reflection shamelessly as Actaea finished positioning the pins, now holding her chiton together at the shoulders.

“I know. What older sister would I be if I didn’t know your favorite stone?” Actaea teased her with a tug on her hair.

Dynamene swatted at her playfully. “Mother-of-pearl isn’t a stone, silly!”

Actaea laughed and took hold of her hand. “Come along, birthday girl. Our sisters have set up breakfast down at the beach.”

Dynamene laughed back with excitement and allowed her older sister to rush her along the pristine white halls of the palace. Exquisite white marble reflected the sunlight entering from the tall windows, making for a heavenly vision when combined with the sight of the ocean gently churning against the rocky bluffs and sandy beaches below. They burst out of the palace’s bottom story entrance onto a vast deck. Across, carved between the rock that crowded up along the bottom of the palace, was a large staircase leading down to the beach. Well, perhaps staircase was too generous; all 150 of the steps were weathered from years of use by the Nereids running back and forth from the palace to the ocean, and tender weeds had begun to billow gently along the cracks. But the Nereids – that is, Dynamene and her older sisters – preferred the well-loved look.

The master of the palace was guaranteed to have a different opinion, but as he never used the staircase, the point was moot.

The stairs ended in soft, peach-hued sands that gave way beneath the sisters’ feet. Further down, along a cluster of rocks that jutted out into the cerulean waters, two banquet tables had been set up. They were well-laden with fresh fruit, wine, honey cakes, and just-roasted fish.

“Dynamene!” The first of her sisters to spot her yelled out. “Happy birthday, Dynamene!” The rest of her sisters, all forty-nine of them, quickly gathered to greet her. A merry chorus of “Happy birthday!” rang out for a full minute before they led her to her place of honor at the head of one of the tables.

“Happy birthday, baby Dynamene,” the last of her sisters called from where she was perched on top of the boulder closest to the tables. Good-natured Eione, with her sunbaked red hair and perpetually sandy legs, rose her glass. “To you!”

“To baby Dynamene!” The rest of the sisters called back, raising their glasses in a toast.

Blushing from the attention, Dynamene rose her glass to toast them back before sipping at the wine. It was remarkably sweet; no doubt sourced from one of the finest casks in the palace.

“Ah, but it is a sad day, too,” Actaea sighed dramatically. “The youngest of us has finally come-of-age; and now we have nothing to look forward to but senility.”

“Get out,” scoffed Ianeira, the eldest of the fifty. She waved her hand as if to swat away Actaea’s words. “Nereids don’t worry about getting old. As the pure-blooded daughters of two water gods, the day we see a gray hair will never come.”

“Why aren’t we gods, anyways,” another sister grumbled.

“I am glad enough to be a sea nymph,” Eione called, stretching her arms. “We are still leagues above mortals, and we don’t have any pesky rules or civil struggles to worry about. Let the other gods have their fun.”

“I agree,” nodded Ianeira. “We’ve seen every sort of trouble that can come from being a god, just by living here.”

Dynamene started at the mention of their master. “Ah, yes… Lord Poseidon. He’s due to come home this afternoon, isn’t he?”

“Yes, so we must make sure our duties are finished before he arrives. But there will be plenty of time afterwards to continue to celebrate your special day,” Actaea leaned over to ruffle Dynamene’s hair.

Dynamene smiled. “Perhaps it’s uncouth to ask, but… I wonder if I can expect a gift from him?” she murmured back lowly.

“Of course you can!” Eione shouted back, and Dynamene gaped at her. Truly, nothing escaped her ears. “Whose birthday was it last? They got a gift. Master Poseidon always gives us something for our birthday; a token of his appreciation, right?”

“Are you hoping for anything in particular?” Actaea asked. “Perhaps a whole island to yourself? Half of the treasure room?”

“No!” Dynamene laughed, swatting her older sister on the arm. “I…” She paused. “I will be happy with anything Lord Poseidon chooses to bestow me with.”

“Ask him to bestow you a new hair comb, then,” a sister snided from behind her. With a careless touch, Thoe ran her hand along Dynamene’s dark hair. “We should be heading back to the palace soon. I’ll fix your hair for you, Dyna. My birthday gift will be one of hair oil and the removal of split-ends.”

And so, all too soon, breakfast was over, and the sisters began their ascent back to the palace to attend to their chores. Once Thoe had sculpted Dynamene’s hair into what she deemed a more acceptable state, the two joined their sisters in cleaning the palace’s vast floors. Half of the sisters made the journey back and forth from the palace to the beach, lugging water in mighty jugs to throw across the marble floors. The other sisters used their innate gifts as sea nymphs to manipulate the water back and forth across the floor’s surface in gentle waves, gathering up the dust and dirt and sending it flowing into grated vents along the bottom of the walls. A system of pipes beneath the palace carried the water back down to the ocean, in a convenient and simple cycle.

Once the floors had been cleaned, the sisters broke up further into singles and pairs, airing out linens and shaking out rugs in every furnished room. Dynamene remained with Thoe as they methodically went through each bedroom and made the beds. Today, Thoe’s abrasive nature did little to draw Dynamene out of her thoughts. She was lost in pondering what Poseidon might give her for her birthday. It was never anything grand, but that was hardly surprising; Poseidon was no sentimental man and being able to live and serve in his palace was gift enough to begin with. But for every Nereid’s birthday, he still remembered to give them something as a token of appreciation. A simple formality. And yet… Dynamene’s heartbeat quickened. She racked her memory; what had he gifted her her last birthday? It had been a while, truth be told. The Nereids only celebrated their birthdays every hundred years. There were so many of them, and they aged so slowly, that celebrating every year seemed like a burden; not to mention that several of them shared a birth month and day.

But now Dynamene’s day had arrived, and she was the last of her sisters to reach womanhood. It was her first official birthday since she had experienced menarche several decades ago. She was quite a bit taller, though still slender in body and round in her cheeks, then she was when she had arrived at Poseidon’s palace with her sisters. Had it really been a thousand years since then? She closed her eyes briefly, reliving the emotions she had felt as a young girl seeing the palace, and its master, for the first time.

Upon their arrival, every sister had greeted Poseidon formally, stating their name with a curtsy, oldest to youngest. Dynamene had never met Poseidon before that day and had no idea what to expect of the man that would become her master. When it was finally her turn, as the youngest of the sisters, to greet him, her heart had nearly stopped.

He had towered over her, a statuesque man measuring over six feet in height, with unfeeling blue eyes and an expression carved of stone. He struck an intimidating figure, even from where he sat upon his throne, and little Dynamene’s heart had jumped to her throat in fear.

But then he had shifted ever so slightly in his seat, just a simple tilt of his head and curl of his hand. The lock of hair that threatened to fall into his eyes caught the firelight just so, and his gray gaze rose to scrutinize her face. It was then that little Dynamene no longer saw a heartless stone statue, but a god; a magnificent, handsome man, with all the power of the oceans at his beck-and-call, who made every other lesser being tremble from his footsteps.

At that moment, she no longer feared him, even as a young girl before an unimaginably powerful stranger. No, not entirely.

She was in awe of him.

“Dynamene!” Thoe’s sharp call brought her back to her senses. “Ianeira is calling for you.”

“Ah, yes,” Dynamene quickly replied, her face flushing. “I’m going.”

Down the end of the hall, the eldest sister waited for her. “There you are. We’re almost done; all that’s left is the lighting of the fire in Lord Poseidon’s quarters. As it’s your special day, I thought you might like the honor.”

Dynamene’s mouth ran dry. “The honor?! But… it’s nothing I haven’t done before.”

“Well, perhaps, if you’re lucky, he’ll arrive as you’re taking care of it. Then he’ll be able to give you your birthday gift straight-away, yes?”

Dynamene nearly choked on her breath. “I… I don’t know if Lord Poseidon would even hand me it himself. He’s always had it brought to our room by the other servants, or the delivery person. I don’t think he would personally-”

“Enough excuses,” Ianeira shooed her. “Hurry, it’s nearly lunchtime.”

With no other choice, Dynamene began the ascent through the palace towards Poseidon’s quarters. Her steps were rather reluctant, and she twisted the fabric of her peplos incessantly. Even his rooms without him in it were intimidating, full of heavy energy without a single fabric fold out of place. Of course, they were so pristine because the Nereids cleaned and organized them with care, especially when Poseidon was away on business, but every surface was kept eternally spotless to the point that it felt almost oppressive.

All too soon, she had reached the top of the final staircase leading to his quarters. Pushing through the heavy, ornate mahogany doors that were twice her height, she silently entered the sitting room. Poseidon’s personal suite consisted of a sitting room, his bedroom, and his private bathroom. Perhaps it seemed sparse compared to the living quarters of other gods, but Poseidon hated frivolity. The simple rooms suited him well.

That was not to say that they weren’t furnished with the finest furniture and materials available. The great fireplace that loomed across from her had intricate reliefs carved into its marble, recreating important moments from the Greek pantheon’s history. Dynamene brushed her fingertips tenderly against an image of a young Poseidon, freshly freed alongside his siblings from the stomach of their father, Cronus. She marveled at the detail, almost too fine to clearly see with the naked eye. Hephaestus himself had carved the images as a house-warming gift to Poseidon, his skill evident as Dynamene stared in wonder at the stone Poseidon’s face. If she squinted, she could almost make out the individual lashes of his eyes.

Without warning, the mighty doors behind her swung open, and she spun around, back pressed against the wall.

A towering figure stepped inside, allowing the doors to creak shut behind him. The faint light that crept in from the windows in the adjoining rooms gently illuminated the man’s pale face and bare chest. He moved forward, steps slow and deliberate. The dim gray light pulled along the edges of his figure to reveal a solemn face and fair, windswept hair.

“Lord Poseidon,” Dynamene breathed, immediately dropping into a curtsy. She stared at the floor, listening to her own heartbeat become a rapid pounding in her ears. She had been caught dallying in his quarters, and she hadn’t even lit the fire yet.

But his expression changed naught as he took in the sight of the dark fireplace. His eyes slewed left towards it, then back near Dynamene. “You have yet to light the fire.”

Dynamene could barely make out her own voice over the roar of blood in her ears. “Yes, my lord. Please accept my deepest apologies; I have no excuse for shirking my duties.”

He said nothing in reply, but crossed the room to drop a scroll atop his bedside table. Her face burning, Dynamene spun back towards the fireplace and dropped to her knees, quickly attending to the hearth. As the flames began to roar to life, she heard his calm voice once more.

“Come here,” he said. Her hands began to shake, and she slowly righted herself before crossing the room to stand before him on lead-filled legs.

He stared down at her. No, not at her, but somewhere near her. He never looked anyone in the eyes, and Dynamene certainly didn’t expect him to start now. It would be a wasted effort anyhow; Dynamene couldn’t even bring herself to look at his face, instead staring rigidly at his toned shoulders. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her; she knew he wouldn’t yell at her; so why, oh why was she so shaken just standing before him? Why did her entire body feel as if it would break down into jelly at the slightest movement?

He rose one hand, and Dynamene forced herself to look. Laying atop his palm was a simple box, covered in blue satin. She immediately understood, and a different sort of heat filled her veins. He again waited in silence. She knew he meant for her to take it, and she lifted her own hands hesitantly to reach for it. Every movement, every motion was a vast effort, and she found herself begging her body not to flinch, not to mess this up.

As her fingers met the box, she accidentally brushed one fingertip against his palm, and she quickly pulled the hand back, as if afraid she’d be burned. But the other hand had successfully taken ahold of the box, and she drew it back to her chest. “Th… Thank you, Lord Poseidon,” she whispered, her voice breathless and her mouth dry as cotton.

He said nothing in reply, lingering for a moment. She chanced a glance up at his face, seizing the opportunity to once again memorize every feature of his face. A straight nose with the slightest upwards tilt. Those generous black eyelashes that flared out like the wings of a raven. His slight lips that, no matter the expression their owner held, always looked soft. And that curl of hair that always rested alongside his temple, threatening to dip into his eyes – how she longed to reach forward and brush it back for him.

               How she longed to reach up and caress his cheek.

               It was then that Dynamene realized that he was, indeed, gazing back at her, for perhaps the first time in her life. But perhaps she had just imagined it because, in the next moment, he was already turning away from her, striding away towards the bath. She stared at his strong back and the shifting of his shoulder blades, and her hands tightened around the box.

Without another word, she slipped from his quarters and fled down the stairs.

“Dynamene? Is everything alright?” Ianeira called after her, voice filled with concern.

“Yes!” Dynamene found the energy to shout back, even as she continued to sprint. “I’m just in a hurry to see my gift!”

Breathless, she shouldered open the door to her room and closed it with the other before sitting atop her bed. She could once again barely command her trembling fingers to separate the lid from the rest of the box before gently lifting a layer of protective cotton that shielded the rest of the contents.

Nestled inside, a single mother-of-pearl bracelet gleamed up at her in the sunlight.

Her breath caught in her chest. She didn’t dare touch with her clumsy hands for the moment, instead lifting the box up so she could better examine it in the light. It was flawless and sized perfectly for her slender wrist. Setting the box back on her lap, she tenderly slid the bracelet over her hand. She held it with a feather-light touch, not wanting to leave a smudge on any pearl’s surface. It fit as if it was always meant to be there.

She lifted her hand to the window, admiring in awe the way the iridescent beads caught the light. “Beautiful,” she sighed. For reasons unclear, the memory of her fingers brushing his hand arose, and she pursed her lips before cradling her bracelet-clad wrist against her chest. “Thank you,” she whispered. The heat in her face, and the electricity coiled in her veins, remained.

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Author’s notes:

I really wanted to explore the feelings and pain of first love in this fanfiction; you know, that teenage feeling of desperately wanting someone unattainable. It really brought back some of my own memories while writing this lol. I also want to explore the gray shades of loving someone like Poseidon, in as canon a view as possible. Of course, there area a lot of empty spaces in Poseidon’s canon characterization for me to fill in, but I’ll try to do so while heavily considering his canon depiction.

There’s no way I can write for 49 different side character Nereids, so there will only be six or seven at most that are part of the cast. If it’s hard keeping them straight, have this little guide I made for myself while writing:

Actaea – caring sister

Eione – tomboy sister

Thoe – rude sister

Ianeira – oldest sister

[satsuma-saturn]

♡ Introduction ♡

Hello! It's occurred to me that I've never done a proper introduction post, for as long as I've had this account, so here it is! I'll be including both my Twitter and Discord at the bottom, in case anyone wants to add/follow me on either! <3

For starters, I go by both Dee and Saturn! Either name is fine for me, so it's really up to you! My pronouns are she/they, though I really prefer they/them when it comes to people I don't know/acquaintances. i’m 19, so i’m a baby adult compared to a lot of ppl in this fandom. i’m also native american and yt. don’t ask me abt blood quantum unless u feel like having ur eyeballs poked

i love horror in all medias. i’ve consumed way too many horror movies for my own good, including some really shit ones (lookin’ at u, slither 👀👀). some of my favorite video games r horror games, such as resident evil, tlou, prey, etc.

speaking of games, i also enjoy other games that r not horror! such as: animal crossing, legend of zelda, stardew valley, tbcte, hollow knight, fallout, skyrim, minecraft, genshin impact, pokémon, sims, etc. i also play way too much bitlife and wordscapes for my own good.

music-wise, i listen to a wide variety of artists, but i mainly listen to mxmtoon, marina, cavetown, ntmc, lovejoy, taylor swift, and mcr. there’s also a bit of lorde, pomme, and mitski. i think mcr stands out the most but it’s my comfort band dont @ me.

some people i look up to r kurtis conner, sam collins, chrissy chlapecka, jessie paege, hank green, toriphantom, and markiplier

i’m really passionate abt art and makeup! i have spent so much fucking money on both, and people tend to be intimidated by my makeup collection. i even have the sailor moon x colourpop collection, which is my pride and joy and also cost me $130. i never cried so much before making an impulse purchase. in terms of drawing, i draw digitally and infrequently, since i like to procrastinate. i have an unfinished drawing of tubbo and tommyinnit as bee and puppycat that’s been sitting there for weeks *cri* i also draw my ocs a lot! they’re my children :D i also rp w/ them (i rp on discord if anyone is ever interested)

i love sharks, frogs, rats, cows, fish, whales, etc. i also love a lot of bugs and other crawlies, but i’m too scared to touch them :c do not talk to me abt capybaras or else i will cry at u. they r just guinea pigs on steroids that r scary as fuck

some things i like to eat/drink r chai, boba tea, sweet potato fries, swedish fish, cherry coke, cherries, peaches, mangoes, monster, and pancakes/waffles.

ok now i’m bored and i gotta stop before this gets too long. like, no one’s gonna fuckin read it at the length it is currently. uh, anyways, if anyone wants to be friends/moots, hmu :D i literally talk to no one on this app and i promise i’m friendly

Twitter: @/satsumasaturn

i mainly tweet/rtwt political stuffs, jokes, lgbtqia+ stuffs, and mcyt stuffs

Discord: strawbeariecake#7626

[apathycares]

Do you have any tips on starting a blog like yours? Mine just isn’t catching on ;-;

Hi there anon. I hope you’re feeling good. Don’t worry about catching on as you say too much, oftentimes it’s not you or your content.

Let me explain.

When I was younger and first got into fanfiction, it took me about three years to muster up the courage to try my hand in writing some myself. It wasn’t really courage to be honest, more like venting my anger in a healthier (?) way rather than blowing up on people. Of course, fourteen year old me chose to go down the Naruto road. I created what I thought to be a bomb OC, typed up my fic and posted it on ffnet and wattpad. I spent hours refreshing the page, spent days obsessing over revising my OC, wondered why my story hadn’t blown up yet. And I don’t mean blown up like a thousand likes blown up, because I was realistic enough to know that wouldn’t be happening any time soon, more like at least five people who thought it was worth it. Because I was frustrated and beginning not to.

I realized a few years down the road that it wasn’t really me, it was just that the popularity of the anime and the Naruto fandom itself was slowly dying out as the manga was drawing to its conclusion. It wasn’t me because OCs in fanfics weren’t really popular at that time. It wasn’t me because certain sites weren’t known for certain fandoms.

Of course I wasn’t so experienced and I kept publishing a billion other works and kept moving from site to site and that was all my fault but ignore all that. We’re trying to lift spirits here.

My point is, hope is not lost. Here are a few suggestions you can try that I found worked well enough for me.

1. Start off with a character that you know for a fact you can do justice.

Let’s be honest. Some characters are more popular than others, so the seemingly smart choice would be to go for a more popular character, right? True, but if you’ve thought of this, chances are others have too, and who’s to say you could write said popular well enough to be received as well (or better) than the others? I hate uncertainties like that, so I always start off with someone I know I can do ideally.

If it just so happens to be a popular character, go for it.

2. Choose your tags wisely.

I’m going to make a completely undramatic confession. I’ve tried Tumblr three times before I got to this blog. Two of those times failed before I realized I never really gave much thought to tags. I’d put about five or six and shrug like “‘Kay cool” and post it, then sit there a month later wondering why I didn’t get a single interaction. Tags are your friends. I’m kinda extreme, so I’d go dive into the fandom and read up on fics similar to the ones I’m going for, see what common tags they have and go the extra mile and add a few more just in case. Use up all thirty tags shamelessly.

You can check out any one of the four (lol that’s sad) posts I made and get a good laugh at how extreme I am.

3. Consider the fandom you are going into.

Like I said in my bs up there, I went into the Naruto fandom whilst it was losing fanfiction cred. Maybe people at that time preferred to read it and not give any likes or reviews and I never liked to demand them, but consider the demographic you’re going for. A while and a half after Naruto, I decided to do an Attack on Titan fic right when season three was a few episodes in, and surprisingly enough (for me at that time) I’d received followers and reviews a half hour after I published it. So that kinda confirmed my theory.

I’m not saying drop out of the fandom you’re interested in just because it’s been dead for years. I’m saying consider this as a possible reason, and decide on whether or not you’ll be okay with that. In the end, there’s always that one person who wants a galactic mermaid invading your kitchen AU and would be happy to indulge in your blog. So if you feel like a particular fandom is lacking something you can give, or you want to mess around and have fun with it, or you want a safe little haven for your passions, do it. Do it and experiment and be patient. Six years later I’m still refreshing pages and checking a billion times if I got an ask or something. No shame in that.

4. Develop a style that’s uniquely you.

Most prompts have been overdone. The good girl/bad boy thing? The took-a-bullet-for-you-and-is-now-dying significant other? It’s all been done before. But why are we writing or requesting these despite it, and why do we and our readers enjoy it? It’s because most writers have their own way of portraying a prompt that’s special to them. No one wants to read the same thing worded differently. We want to see how you’d interpret it. So taking advantage of that, if you don’t have a particular style you lean towards, experiment and find out. Don’t be afraid of trying new things and messing up. It took me ages to get to the current take I have on writing (slightly comedic, a little more realistic, carefully worded to end in a way that wraps it up but leaves the door open for a follow up).

Don’t be afraid to turn that bad boy/good girl trope into a secretly bad boy/secretly good girl with them getting all Hannah Montana with it.

5. Be consistent enough.

I’m not going to leave it as just “be consistent”, because that would imply you don’t have a life in the sense that nothing could take you off your consistency. I’m not saying you should sit there, breathing on your device, and as soon as you get a request or an ask (or an epiphany) you jump out and start typing furiously to meet it. But I am saying that we all like seeing our requests answered and our favourite fics updated regularly enough. Unless you specify a time frame in which people could expect you to update (which in my case, I avoid because I don’t like that pressure), usually, people would begin to lose interest after a week. Therefore, just when you’re starting out, I’d say update regularly. After that, update it as frequently as you can.

Don’t feel bad if you miss a week. Or two. Or a month. Or a year.

But don’t feel annoyed when your numbers decline either.

And that concludes my tips on how to get your blog going!

Of course, all of this could be moot if you’re talking about a different type of blog. If that’s the case, feel free to send as many asks as you want, or you can message me directly and I’ll be happy to help. Maybe we’re into the same stuff and help each other grow.

Thank you for reaching out, and I truly hope you get the type of success you’re looking for.

[hana-no-seiiki]

BRO STOPPP U DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH I ENVY U RN AND I JUST GOT INTO UR ACCOUNT FIRST YOU'RE SO GOOD AND DRAWING AND WRITING AND THEN YOU'RE LIKE FRIENDS WITH MY TWO FAVORITE YAN WRITERS??? RAHHH HOW TO BE U!!!!!!!

I mean- I basically have no life outside drawing and writing so it is a sacrifice.

Fr tho I don’t know how I was able to catch my moot’s attention. They’re all so amazing and when I found out they follow/like my stuff I pretty much cumbusted-

My goal is to get heartfullofleeches to notice me. Mr. Devil is not only iconic but made me stop being a pussy and start uploading my ocs ;u;

Might happen in the next decade.

Hopefully

So my advise would be to just write and hope for the best?? As for drawing it’s a lot of studying and practicing, looking for my weaknesses and trying to overcome them. Like my biggest one right now would be backgrounds and character integration into those bgs which I’m currently working on. I also used to do commissions before PayPal fucked me over but yeah experience doing it professionally was a big factor. A lot of my “skills” comes from my burning desire to improve until such point that no one, not even my self hatred can insult me.

So yes. Passion.