#excited to think I'll have lots of time to draw while i recover

[revalition]

we've got top surgery in 10 days...! *explodes*

[comicaurora]

Hey, sorry if you’ve been asked this before, but I have ADHD and I’ve been following your comic for years and just now have started to write my own comic (partially because you really inspired me). But I’m really struggling with staying on the project even when it’s boring and getting myself to work on it in the first place. Do you have any tips on how to keep your brain invested or just to make yourself do the work at all?

I have excellent news, I literally just figured out something really important about this.

So when you're an ADHD kiddo or otherwise have difficulty staying on task in a structured environment where Task is the Priority, the main way people try to MAKE you stay on task is by removing your access to anything that is not The Task. No phone, no TV, no doodling, no going outside, etc. In practice, this just makes us miserable because it takes the boredom that's always simmering around a 2 or 3 and cranks it all the way up to 11. In the same way that you would have difficulty staying on task if you were in physical pain, this crushing existential monotony makes it very difficult to work. The work might get done simply because you have no other options, but it will not be done quickly or well, and it will take a while to recover from how much it hurt.

What I realized earlier this week is I caught myself doing this to myself. I had 42 pages of background colors to do, and I thought to myself "this sounds really tedious, but I suppose I have nothing better I can do." And I realized what I'd just thought, and got very alarmed.

Because back when I was an ADHD kiddo imprisoned by school scheduling and a million little factors that keep children immobile and restrained, I couldn't stop thinking about how big and exciting the world was, and how much I wanted to be anywhere but here. When I was feeling really crushed in I'd pick a random spot on the maps on my wall and just imagine being there instead of my bedroom. This was the impetus behind almost all of my creative energy. I've said it before - anything is a prison if you can't leave, and being in a prison makes it easy to imagine how amazing things could be outside of it. Aurora's initial worldbuilding was forged in the crucible of fifth grade misery. My enthusiasm for art and my creative drive are inextricable from my sense of wonder and yearning for excitement in the real world. Not escapism, but appreciation. Wonders unimaginable are out there, and I gain just as much joy seeking them out as I do conjuring them up in my head and sharing them with all of you.

So now that I'm a grown-up with actual freedom in every way I've been able to get, the idea that I was staying on task by making myself believe the world was small and not worth seeing was extremely alarming. It could keep me on task for an afternoon, but at the cost of slowly extinguishing the thing that made me want to make art in the first place - the hunger to experience and draw inspiration from all the myriad complexities in the world.

So what I've been doing is I've been purposefully and intentionally taking excursions whenever I catch myself thinking "I could take a break but it wouldn't be worth it, it's the same outdoors as always, I'll be uncomfy and unproductive and tired." Because that is never true. Every time I've put down the stylus and gone out, I've been renewed in one way or another, and when I come back to comfort fully recharged I get a lot of shit done. Because it is easier to work on anything if you remember why you wanted to make it in the first place, and it is self-defeating misery to just lock yourself in with it and tell yourself you're a bad person if you can't get it done.

I honestly don't know how widely applicable this is. I have worse wanderlust than anyone I know, so for me this has always been modeled as imprisonment vs freedom. I've also been extremely lucky to find myself in a profession that lets me set my own pace on literally everything I do. But I genuinely believe that when it comes to making art with ADHD, you need to give yourself freedom to move laterally, not just in the direction of obvious forward progress. We don't think linearly in any other part of our lives - art is no different.

[pokemonblack3white3]

some pla warden/noble headcanons

I'd love to draw these but I don't think I have the time nor spoons for that so I'll bestow these ideas onto you all via bulletted lists instead

Obsidian Fieldlands

Nobles can live much longer than ordinary pokemon. Wyrdeer is 60 and Kleavor is 340 years old.

Mai is 30 and Lian is 11.

Lian's mother was the previous warden, and while Lian was always lined up to take her place, it was not expected to happen so soon. One day while travelling between the Fieldlands and the Pearl Clan's settlement, she disappeared without a trace.

Mai was very friendly with Lian's mother despite the clan rivalries, and did her best to help ease Lian into his position.

When Lian's clothes get too dirty or torn, Mai usually mends them herself. Lian often steals Mai's clothes and ruins them, much to her annoyance.

Kleavor has known Lian since he was a baby. He is incredibly territorial over both his wardens and domains, and is still furious over the disappearance of his previous warden.

Despite how aggressive Kleavor can get, he and Wyrdeer are actually on fine terms. The main issue lies with Wyrdeer's fear of bug-types, so they respectfully avoid each other.

Mai often has to clear bug-types out of Wyrdeer's way, and her munchlax has become surprisingly strong due to this.

Lian loves to talk to anybody who will listen about his rocks, so Mai, Wyrdeer, and Kleavor have become somewhat of experts on the subject.

Kleavor has no qualms with Mai but an incredible amount of qualms with her munchlax. Mai does like Wyrdeer and steers clear of Grandtree Arena.

Crimson Mirelands

Lilligant is 500 and Ursaluna is 20.

Calaba is 99 and Arezu is 23.

Calaba has outlived 2 nobles. The first was already elderly when Calaba became a warden, and the second was sickly since its birth, resulting in a shorter life. Calaba began practicing medicine to care for it.

Calaba was witness to days when there were bloody conflicts between the clans, and it resulted in her distrust of the Diamond Clan.

Arezu suffers a lot from imposter syndrome. Her attempt to try and quell Lilligant on her own was not her first instance of sneaking around the clans, as she usually tries to solve things on her own instead of asking for help. This was not helped by the fact that Calaba was incredibly nit-picky about everything Arezu did, and made sure Adaman knew about all her complaints.

They began to get along better after Lilligant was quelled, but it took a long time for Arezu to stop feeling like a cornered prey animal around Calaba.

While Calaba prefers for her hair not to be touched, she and Arezu will often spend hours cleaning and combing the knots out of Ursaluna's fur. Ursaluna loves rolling around in the muck.

Ursaluna is a giant teddy bear. He's quite sad that his intimidating appearance tends to scare people when he runs at them in excitement.

Since Calaba is too old to play as much as Ursaluna would like to, Ursaluna's most frequent playmate is Lilligant. Lilligant was quite close with the previous Lord Ursaluna, and delights in doting on her son.

On rainy days, Lilligant will usually set down her roots and remain still to preserve her energy, but on the rare sunny days, she delights in dancing under the sun. She often coerces Arezu into joining her, even though Arezu is an awful dancer.

While Arezu was recovering on sunny days, after Lilligant was done dancing she would sit next to Calaba and sunbathe until Ursaluna inevitably got bored demanded to play.

Ursaluna loves playing with Arezu, but she finds him a little intense and hates getting dirty.

Cobalt Coastlands

Arcanine is 2 and Basculegion is over 1,000 years old. There have only ever been 3 basculegion nobles.

Palina is 27 and Iscan is 31.

After the previous Lord Arcanine's death, Iscan often visited his grave and brought Palina and her growlithes food he'd made. He was by far the kindest and most patient with Palina during that period.

Iscan has a collection of pearls, sea glass, and other nick-nacks Palina has given him. Her favorite things to gift him are treasures that match the color of his eyes.

Iscan has had his own problems with being considered unfit for his job, due to his fear of ghost-types.

Basculegion is the only ghost-type Iscan can stand. When Iscan gets anxious, Basculegion is the best at calming him down.

Arcanine takes his duties very seriously. He tends to get a bit snappish with the more relaxed Basulegion, who will often playfully splash Arcanine when he gets too close to the shore.

Palina can still bring out the inner puppy in Arcanine.

Arcanine is incredibly fond of Iscan, both for how he helped him and Palina following his father's death and because Iscan gives the best pets (and treats!).

Basculegion and Palina also get along quite well and enjoy diving together.

The four of them often spend time together as a group, having picnics on the beach of Firespit Island.

Coronet Highlands

Electrode is 70 and Sneasler is 170.

Ingo is 38 and Melli is 19.

Melli was a bit of a nobody until Electrode chose him as his warden. It's why he takes so much pride in his job.

Electrode was one of the weaker of the previous lord's children, a runt of the litter. It was entirely unexpected for him to become the next lord. Electrode chose Melli because he recognized himself in Melli.

Occasionally, the clan that serves a noble switches. Before Ingo, Sneasler's warden was from the Diamond Clan. When her old warden died, she refused to choose a new one and began to get aggressive with members of the Diamond Clan when they tried to force her to do so. Choosing Ingo as her warden was entirely an act of spite, but she grew to truly care for him.

Even though she is happy with her new warden, Sneasler is still very bitter towards the Diamond Clan. She especially despises Melli.

Electrode likes Ingo just fine, but Sneasler also dislikes Elecrtrode for his affiliation with the Diamond Clan and doesn't like for Ingo to hang around him or his warden. Electrode is also a bit mishevious and that clashes terribly with Sneasler's tendency to hold grudges.

When they first met, Ingo had a habit of subconsciously treating Melli like he would Emmet. Melli is an only child and found it incredibly unnerving. Ingo has since reigned it in, but it tends to pop out again on occasion.

Besides the torches, Melli has sabotaged other efforts Ingo has made to make traversing the Highlands safer. The day a fence Ingo put up saved Melli from falling off a cliff was the most vindicating moment of Ingo's life.

Alabastor Icelands

Braviary is 120 and Avalugg is the hero's original companion.

Gaeric is 42 and Sabi is 7.

Braviary's previous warden was from the Pearl Clan and a close friend of Gaeric's. Sabi received a vision of his death and when nobody would believe her, travelled all the way to the Icelands on her own instead an attempt to save him. She arrived in time to watch him die. A lot of the Pearl Clan resent Sabi for this and for Braviary choosing her as his next warden.

Gaeric ended up doing a lot of Sabi's training, since the next closest warden was Melli who was rather young himself- and generally ill-suited for the job of a teacher.

Gaeric and Braviary's previous warden were both trained by the same person. Their mentor tempered Gaeric's impatience by making him spend days climbing Avalugg and cleaning him as well as removing any unwanted pests. Gaeric used this method of training on both Irida and Sabi, and the girls have bonded over their hatred of it.

Sabi learned to braid her hair from Gaeric.

Braviary used to be very distant with his wardens, instead going off on his own to stop problems before they even began, but he is inseperable from Sabi. He now spends much less time scouring the Icelands for danger and instead passes the days playing with Sabi. He is incredibly paranoid something will happen to her, as well.

Braviary was friends with Gaeric even before Sabi became her warden, and their shared grief brought them closer.

Avalugg spends most of his time sleeping and usually only moves if something important is happening (such as receiving a new warden) or something truly dangerous has occurred that Braviary alone cannot handle, though such a thing that has not happened in the current Lord Braviary's lifetime.

Avalugg is still alive in modern times, the people of Sinnoh having unknowingly built Snowpoint City on his back. He hibernates until the region needs him again.

[aishangotome]

Main Story S2 Chapter 3-12: Noble Illness (崇高的疾病) | Light and Night 光與夜之戀

S2 Chapter 3-10

♡———♡

After that night, I gradually recovered from the intense frustration.

Although the daily pressures of work hadn't lessened, with Charlie around, he always managed to cheer me up.

Every morning, I woke up to find breakfast prepared, and he would often surprise me with a lovingly made lunchbox at the office—

Of course, after I expressed my sincere gratitude but firmly refused his offer to treat the entire company to milk tea again, he finally toned it down a bit.

In the evenings, after returning home, he would patiently listen to my work complaints and frustrations, then make me laugh with his usual nonchalant jokes.

A week later, late one night, I woke up and, opening my door, found Charlie sitting motionlessly on the sofa, lost in thought.

I sat beside him and asked him what was wrong. Charlie simply shook his head.

Charlie: Can't sleep. Probably because I worked too many night shifts in the past. My body clock is messed up.

Moonlight illuminated the sharp lines of his profile.

It suddenly dawned on me that I had seen a pacing figure several times in the middle of the night these past few days, but I had been too preoccupied with work to think about it.

I had grown accustomed to enjoying the happiness he brought me every day and had forgotten about his own struggles.

Charlie clearly needed my care too.

Dr. Alan had told me that Charlie suffered from primary insomnia and a mild dissociative disorder.

I looked at Charlie with concern, but he simply patted my shoulder gently.

Charlie: Go to bed. You have a lot to do tomorrow.

Charlie: I'll go to sleep when I'm tired.

-

Lying in bed, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Knowing about his condition, I knew it was just a well-intentioned lie.

Charlie always showed me his brightest, most optimistic side. If I hadn't visited Dr. Alan, I wouldn't have known he was suffering from insomnia.

He had always been there for me. Now, I had to find a way to help him.

At breakfast the next day, I suggested to Charlie that we go out for dinner and a date that night.

Charlie was in the middle of taking a bite of a pan-fried bun when I spoke. My invitation seemed to surprise him, but he quickly agreed.

He gave a playful, exaggerated bow, and I couldn't help but laugh.

But after the laughter subsided, a pang of sadness lingered. Even though he was struggling with insomnia, Charlie was still doing his best to cheer me up. I wanted him to be able to relax as well.

-

Charlie had made reservations at a restaurant in the city center, which made me even more excited. I felt an extra burst of motivation for work. However, a few hours later, the harsh reality of overtime came crashing down on me.

My text: I have to work overtime until 8:30. Our dinner will probably be delayed by two hours.

Charlie's reply came quickly.

Charlie's text: Okay, then I'll go home and tidy up a bit.

Huh? Didn't he say he had nowhere to stay? Was he lying to me after all?

While I was still confused, another message popped up—a hand-drawn emoji of a little bird excitedly jumping up and down with a banner that read, "Go, fiancée!"

Looking at the simple, clumsy, yet somewhat adorable drawing, I couldn't help but smile, imagining Charlie in his true form making that gesture.

Putting down my phone, even the overtime work seemed less daunting.

And so, my efficiency that evening was surprisingly high. Just after 8 p.m., I had completed all my tasks.

I glanced at the time. Charlie hadn't sent any further messages, so he probably wasn't done tidying up yet. Why don't I just go to his place and help him out? I thought.

I rang the doorbell of Charlie's villa, and the door opened quickly. The moment Charlie saw me, surprise registered on his face.

You: I figured you must have a lot of stuff, so I came to help you pack.

A flicker of hesitation crossed Charlie's face, but he quickly masked it and nodded.

Charlie: I appreciate the help, fiancée.

Several large packages that Charlie had already prepared were lined up in the living room. I peeked inside one—it was full of his flamboyant clothes. Even just a glance was enough to sense their unique and vibrant style.

Charlie continued rummaging through his wardrobe, entrusting me with the task of sorting through the miscellaneous items in the storage cabinet.

I checked the list he had given me and quickly gathered a bag full of colorful everyday items.

Just as I finished packing his multi-colored electric toothbrush, a sparkly object beside it caught my eye.

I leaned closer and saw two pairs of small, golden feet, gleaming brightly in the dim light of the cabinet. Beside them was a framed piece of white paper with the imprint of tiny feet.

The fact they were here must mean they were keepsakes from Charlie's parents, commemorating his birth.

I examined them closely. Each one was engraved—one with "啾啾" (jiū jiū - onomatopoeia for chirping), and the other with "喳喳" (zhā zhā - onomatopoeia for chattering), carrying parents' well-wishes, as all birth keepsakes do.

But... why were there two pairs?

I hesitated for a moment, then, unable to contain my curiosity, cautiously reached out.

Just as I was about to touch them, a strange image suddenly flashed before my eyes—two silver-haired baby boys lying in a pair of bassinets placed side-by-side.

One was sound asleep, while the other was wide awake, looking around curiously. When his eyes met mine, I saw a clear, amethyst purple in their depths.

Was this Charlie? I wondered. And who was the other boy? Did these really belong to him?

Countless questions swirled in my mind, forming a chaotic vortex. I belatedly realized that I seemed to have stumbled upon a hidden secret.

Charlie: Fiancée.

Charlie's voice suddenly rang out, startling me. I turned to look at him, dumbfounded.

You: Are these yours?

Charlie's expression remained unchanged as he gave a slight nod.

He didn't say anything else, simply sitting down in front of me, silently gazing at the golden feet in the cabinet.

My mind raced, unsure what to say or what Charlie must be feeling.

His expression was unusually somber. I knew this was all happening because I had come here uninvited.

You: I'm so sorry, Charlie...

I stammered an apology, not knowing what else to say.

You: It's my fault. It's all because I touched your things.

You: If you're angry, just yell at me. I'll never touch your things without permission again.

I babbled incoherently. Just as I was at a loss, Charlie suddenly laughed.

Charlie: You're so easily scared.

He casually ruffled my hair, his expression softening. I stared blankly at his sudden change in demeanor, confused, but cautiously asked:

You: Are you still mad?

Charlie: Why would I be mad? You came to help me pack. I should be thanking you.

Charlie shrugged, his tone light.

Charlie: I was just teasing you.

You: You—!

I glared at him playfully, and Charlie laughed even louder, happily messing up my hair.

Charlie: As for this—

He pointed at the golden feet in the cabinet.

Charlie: —it's not really a secret.

Charlie: I had a twin brother who passed away in an accident when we were young.

Charlie: I haven't mentioned it because it happened a long time ago.

He spoke as if it were nothing, but my vision blurred, the lines between reality and the truth within him becoming hazy, creating a disorienting dizziness.

Every time I thought I had reached the depths of his heart, I would inadvertently stumble upon a hidden door leading to the unknown. An inexplicable chill emanated from this forbidden territory, as if beyond this threshold, even Charlie would deviate from the image I held of him.

Suddenly, I remembered something.

You: Actually... When I first met you at the hospital, I asked if you had a twin brother.

You: I'm so sorry, I was just making conversation, I didn't realize it was a sensitive topic...

I looked at Charlie apologetically, but he just smiled.

Charlie: I almost thought you were a mind reader back then.

You: But it's really surprising that you had a twin brother...

You: What was he like?

Charlie: He was a mischievous little rascal.

Charlie: Even when we were young, he was very assertive and stubborn, always causing trouble for the adults.

Charlie: And he was a picky eater. One time, when he had a high fever, he insisted on eating cheungfan.

Charlie: Mom had to get up and make it for him. He kept everyone on their toes.

Mischievous, assertive... He sounded just like Charlie, except Charlie wasn't a picky eater. I couldn't help but comment on it.

You: You two really are twins. You're so alike.

Charlie paused for a moment, then nodded.

Charlie: We are. If we had grown up together, you probably wouldn't be able to tell us apart now.

You: Even though I've never met your brother, I think I would still be able to recognize you.

Charlie: Why?

You: Just a feeling.

I winked playfully, and Charlie laughed.

Charlie put the golden feet back in the cabinet and stood up.

Charlie: If we don't hurry up and finish packing, we'll miss our dinner reservation. Michelin-starred, limited-edition Cantonese cuisine.

It seemed Charlie didn't want to dwell on this topic, so I nodded enthusiastically.

You: That's amazing! I'm starving!

Charlie: Then let's get a move on.

We picked up the pace, carrying the piles of packages to the backseat of Charlie's car.

-

Charlie drove me to the restaurant he had booked. Just as we hurriedly got out of the car, the waiter turned off the lights inside.

Standing in front of the closed restaurant, Charlie and I exchanged a look and couldn't help but laugh.

You: You're still so unlucky, Charlie.

Charlie: That's right, I've never had good luck. After all, I used up all my luck meeting my fiancée.

You: Pfft, what book did you learn that line from?

Charlie: That's not fair, fiancée! I'm the one who came up with it!

He raised his hands in mock indignation, and I laughed, reaching out to take his hand. In the night breeze, his fingers were still slightly cool.

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S2 Chapter 3-15

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[2-m0use]

Ramble/using tumblr as my diary below. Some bits more venty than others, not much connection from point to point

Birthday party is in 3 weeks, I'll go insane if I don't lose by then

Weighing myself tomorrow to see if it's changed at all in the last few days (I maintained exactly so I didn't bother to log it and forgot exactly what day it was :P)

I need to be at or under 120 STAT. I'd love to be 118 or less 🙏🙏

Low key feeling hopeless rn, can't place why. Maybe starving and losing weight will help/s/j

I'm excited to try different drinks and such next month for my birthday, but I'm afraid of the calories in alcohol. Also I've had like a deep gut feeling for years that it's only a matter of time before I become an alcoholic or something. I've always had impulse issues and I can't seem to live without a vice, I'm either starving, cutting, or pulling my hair, and I'm worried about adding another option to the list.

And my mom has suggested I vape CBD to help with my pain and with sleep, and I've been considering it to at least try, but what if I get addicted to vaping? I'm not actually nearly as concerned about that as alcohol, but still. And if I start vaping, and cigarettes are a nostalgic smell for me, I feel like it's only a matter of time before I start smoking?

I have a lot of bad things I'm convinced will eventually happen to me. Idk why I think that, but it feels so true, like it's almost spiritual.

Also I want to trade hair with someone I'm fucking of my thin fine hair that gets greasy so fucking fast.

Also my knees make a gross crackling noise every time I stand up off the floor, which isn't exactly new, but I can't not notice it now.

I'm so fucking sick of winter, my joints ache all the time. I'm greatful I don't have to work in winter bc I would not survive that. But like. Idk what I want to say here. I'll just never stop grieving the body I could have had and the things I used to be able to do relatively pain free. I can't even fucking dance without needing a bit to recover. And I don't mean like dancing as a sport or smth, I just mean like dancing around my room.

My knuckles keep locking in the cold and it's really painful, and it's made me realize that my condition really is getting worse over time, and while I currently might not hands hand issues while it's not cold, it might not be that way forever. Not only would this be a moderate issue at work, but it would be a huge issue in my hobbies. What if I reach a point where I can't sew anymore? Or even draw?

I have that homesick feeling in my chest, but I am home, I'm literally sitting in my own bed right now. I don't know what I want.

I have been craving chocolate cake lately, I just want to eat a fistful right out of the pan. I hate frosting so much, it sucks that you at least need a small layer to keep it from getting dry. But I do like cakepops even though they're made with frosting. Omg maybe I'll make cakepops for my birthday. They're nice and small, so I won't feel like I have to eat a lot.

[itscocochuu-blog]

Starting (Over?)

First off, Yippeeee.. Here's the First Post!!

It's 2024 and like the previous years, a lot of what I initially planned for myself did not push through. I started the year with a bunch of goals and stuff that I thought I was gonna be able to get up and going and start making progress with throughout the year, but..

Life happens. About around late February or March, I could already feel my mental health start to decline again little by little; the most notable sign for me is usually the intense time blindness and when the days start melting together and I can't tell how much time has passed anymore. Another thing would be the intense bedrot, where if I wasn't working or doing something around the house, I would just spend all my free time in bed or asleep. I didn't even want to do things like draw or play games anymore. It got worse by April where it hit the hardest and I had a bad relapse that took some time to recover from.

Then around the last week of April, I decided: I'm Tired. I'm tired of being stuck in bed feeling sad and miserable. I'm tired of being stuck where I am because of my fear of doing things because I'm already thinking of the many ways it could fail and go south.

So, what did I do? I took the first few steps out of my comfort zone: I started building a new me; making a new persona and actually write down things that I wanted to do and planned them out. I was trying to envision and dream about things I was looking forward to doing again. I made new accounts, I looked for software alternatives that were easily accessible for me and my current setup and I did a lot of research for things I didn't know how to do yet.

And now voila! ✨

Here's one of the few things I decided to finally do: Create a blog where I could document and talk about things that I learn on this (sort of) new journey or just yap about.

I'm not new to social media or the internet, I've been through those things for years at this point, but the thing that'll be new(ish?) for me is to actually document and post about things. See, I have a tendency to save or make stuff, but I never really share them with anyone but myself and a few close friends. I did it a while back around pandemic but then I felt too pressured to continue so I deleted a bunch of things from a lot of my socials.

No more of that. ❌

I was always thinking "eh, this isn't really worth posting anyway.." so I never posted anything. My IRL accounts are pretty much empty except for shared content from other people, never my own.

So, here's to starting over and trying again. ✨

I have a vague idea of the things I want to happen, and I'm doing my best right now planning everything out despite all the roadblocks!

I'm both really excited and really nervous but I'll do my best to have fun on this journey. ❣️

[thunderxleafart]

Hey y'all, I'm still alive! Huzzah! xD I'll admit August has kinda just flown like a blur, and I'm still trying to recover from my sickness. But while that was going on I hit a nostalgia kick, and... well, this is the result! xD

As a 2000s kid I grew up watching all sorts of cartoons, but I especially remember Thomas and Friends. One of my fondest memories of that time was me and my little brother having breakfast before school, and as the intro played and Thomas went into the tunnel, we'd always be excited to see if today's episode would have the static faces or the moving ones (the show wasn't all CGI yet so we saw both types of episodes). It was a lot of fun. xD 

Of course, none of the episodes were neccessarily in order. But while I was sick I decided to rectify that by going back and watching the show from the beginning, and... yeah, I got hooked on it pretty fast. x'D And it's given me a newfound appreciation for the show that I never really had as a kid, and especially for the characters that I otherwise would barely think twice about.

Like these two little gremlins, good ol' Bill and Ben.

If there are two things I have an incredibly soft spot for, it's the found family trope and just sibling dynamics in general. And Thomas and Friends was kind enough to give me two sets of twin brothers to get hopelessly attached to! xD (I absolutely adore Donald and Douglas as well, and I want to draw them too eventually!! <3)

Between petty sibling banter and causing chaos for all the bigger engines around them, they are just so silly and I love them for it. x'D I also find their relationships with BoCo and Edward particularly sweet, especially in fanworks. There's just so much to love and I'm just such a sucker for this kind of duo. x"D

But yeah! That's pretty much how August has gone for me. Watching the original Thomas and Friends and getting hopelessly attached to the characters in it. xD It's actually been a lot of fun! And learning how to draw the trains has been both challenging and equally fun. :D I think I needed a nice challenge to really get my creative juices flowing again, and this was just the challenge I needed!

Not to worry, though! I'm sure I'll be back in the Fnaf boat soon enough. As, like William Afton, I always come back to it. xD

That's all for now though! Thanks for sticking with me during my semi-hiatus, and look forward to more art coming soon! <3

And as a bonus for making it all the way through my rambling, here's a bonus Bill!

Is he plotting revenge on Ben? Is he plotting World Domination? Or is he just judging someone? Who knows! xD And as always, thanks for looking everybody!~ ^w^

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bill & Ben (c) Thomas & Friends Art (c) Me! <3

[foundfamilymafiaboss]

Final(?) Update:

Hey, Everybody. So you've probably noticed my last post was from quite some time ago, And I've been silent since. Well, There's a reason for that. And I wanna finally address this and dust off this blog.

A while ago, I promised a fanfiction that was massive, And was gonna tell the story of the Mafia Boss's revenge after getting a new body from the empress and engineer metro cats. I started writing it, and last year when I went on a vacation, I wrote while I was away. I really wanted it to work because I had the entire plot I've had for a few years about this mech revenge thing, and I was so excited to share it with everyone on this website. I had made a lot of posts about it on an art website I was on before I moved to Tumblr and with the new audience I had and the Fandom being able to see it, It made me even more excited.

But then I didn't touch it. I took what I thought was going to be a short break, but weeks turned to months, Days into nightsbrain rotation, And then an entire year, And it sat in my Google docs, collecting dust. I realized I had hit huge burnout. And then I never recovered. It was a mix of both writers burnout and Fandom burnout. (I love you all!! It's not you I just meant the fandom itself. Not anyone in it.) I still love a hat in time, Don't get me wrong, As it's still one of my main special interests, But around October, A new special interest came to me. I fell head over heels for the game "Poptropica." At first I thought it was just brainrot, But I started making ocs, Stories, And nonstop the characters and lore took up my brainspace. I even started drawing fan art, and it turns out it was a special interest. I joined the fandom shortly after, And it kinda overtook others for a bit. Basically, What I'm trying to say is.. I lost motivation. The project became overwhelming, and I wound up not wanting to work on it. And burnt myself out. It's not that I've stopped liking a hat in time (My main blog theme proves that) but Poptropica is just what's been on the brain. ..That and something else but we'll get to that. Also, I don't think I'll have a blog for it.

I think I'm stepping down from this blog. I'll return to it one day, maybe, But for now it's on permanent hiatus. I don't know when I'll come back, but maybe it'll be with a post summarizing the story I was gonna tell. I love this game but it's just not the main fandom anymore. A Main special interest? Yes! But not the main main one anymore. (Also, life stuff. That was a huge factor for this blogs inactivity.)

I'm sorry to anyone who was excited to see where it went. I'm sorry that I disappointed you and went radiosilent. I'm sorry I didn't fulfill my promise. I should've made this post way earlier, but i didn't.

One day, Who knows when, The Junior Mafia cook and Jar Man Mob Boss will make a return. Maybe not into a large fanfiction that I didn't calculate it's length for and thus led to it's early cancelation, But still a return in some way shape or form. (I also lost the file and all my progress for the cover art.. Haha..)

That being said, I still post about Piper sometimes. Or Ahit as a whole. But just.. Not as often. To those who see this: Thank you for understanding. And for sticking around as long as you did.

This isn't goodbye, This isn't the end, This isn't even the final act. It's just the intermission. It's just the pause. It's just the wait. It's just the rest.

Over time, My focus just shifted. That's all. And it sounds redundant, I know. If you want more activity, Check out my main blog @gengar-pixel-2 . It's where most of my stuff is, including fandom things.

That being said.. Here's what I've been up to:

-Gained two new special interests. It's four now instead of two. These being Poptropica and the Jumanji Franchise. (Minus the reboots.)

-I did start writing a fic.. But this time I prepared myself. It's only gonna be 13 chapters long, And isn't even Canon. It'a a crossover fic. I'm taking my time.

-Made new fandom friends.

-Reunited with old fandom friends.

-Went to Chicago for my birthday.

-Made a bunch of new ocs, Little guys.

-Birthday and Christmas happened I suppose.

-Got onto DND. (Haven't played yet though..)

-Got nominated for fan awards and won fourth place. And more..

..Anyway I'm sorry for this sad sounding ramble post. But I wanted to say...

Thank you. For the support, For sticking around, For listening to the stories I had to tell, All the asks, The fan art, The jokes, All of it. You made my day, and I'm not even joking. You all made it worthwhile. I didn't think anyone would even enjoy a story about one of the fandoms most hated characters. Thank you for showing me otherwise.

Anyway, I hope we meet again, Soon. Only time will tell. ..But for now.

"Keep it up! You are amazing and my best friend!! Remember! When you come to HQ, I'll have a sticker for you! Remember: I'm always gonna be there for you. Even if I'm not there!"

"Goodbye, For now. Come back anytime! It does tend to get boring around here. ..But you better not plant any bombs inside of my headquarters. Maybe I'll have a new body next time."

"..Farewell, I suppose. Perhaps you can stop by my metro sometime? Maybe then we can discuss some business.. There's a place in my metro where you would fit right in. ..So long as you fulfill the end of your bargain, Of course."

"I'll see ya some other time, Sugar cube! And you better be ready because I'll whip up something delicious for the next time you come to the island! Remember, I'm always in the rafters. I'll be there for ya when ya need me."

..And from me, Gengar, I'll see you on the other side. Wherever that may be. -Gengar, Signing out.

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Kokichi ??? Protag + Kaito Supreme Leader Talentswap (Part 2)

Here's the first part of me explaining this AU concept!

I need a break from drawing stuff so here I am again with the AU nonsense! I kinda sat on this for a while because honestly, I feel that the best stuff I had brainstormed for this talentswap was all in the first two chapters. There's a lot less detail in my concept notes for the next chapters but still some shenanigans going on!

Chapter 3 & 4:

Chapter 3 has the usual double death trope, but with two different killers. I noted that Korekiyo was killed for the first death (by someone also on the Kaito team, to stir up some excitement!). The second death was the leader of the other team, Kaede, who was killed by supreme leader man Kaito with the knowledge that he could dodge execution by committing the murder second. He wanted Kaede out of the picture because she and her team were getting annoying, y'know? Also because he thinks killing is fun.

Most of the focus of both groups' investigations are on Korekiyo's death, with Kaito's group paying particularly little attention to Kaede's death, but Kaede's teammates manage to look just a little bit deeper into it and discover pretty quickly that Kaito has to be the culprit. Unfortunately, they can't do anything about it, and during the trial they try to focus on convicting Korekiyo's killer so they don't die (also because trying to say anything bad about Kaito gets them dogpiled by the other team in vehement denial). After Kaede's death, Angie picks up as leader of their team in her place.

I don't have many notes for Chapter 4, but Kaito does try to pull the second death thing again. This time, though, he targets Kokichi, not knowing Kokichi's the Ultimate Robot (Kokichi has been trying to keep this secret from everyone). After learning this, though, Kaito uses this against Kokichi by getting Maki to implicate him as the owner of Shuichi's lab (the Ultimate Assassin's lab, which nobody claimed as their own), especially since Kokichi didn't claim his own lab as well (Keebo passed it off as an upgrade to the Ultimate Inventor's lab to the group).

After Chapter 4, Kokichi's secret is out. On the elevator ride back from the trial, Angie asks him curiously what he's doing, since he seems distracted. Kokichi says he's making a memory backup of the day so he doesn't forget anything that had happened in case he unexpectedly shuts off; he's running low on power so he's a little concerned he might force shut down soon.

Kokichi's memory backup finishes. The lights go out.

Chapter 5:

Kokichi wakes up in the underground passageway before the Death Road of Despair.

His memories are foggy; he recalls Tenko attacking *someone* after everyone exited the elevator, and then all hell broke loose—Shuichi Saihara, the Ultimate Assassin, had started killing everyone in the courtyard.

But the Ultimate Assassin is trained to kill humans, not robots; Kokichi and Keebo took advantage of this and protected their remaining ally, Angie, before retreating underground.

"I'll try to recover more of your memories."

Keebo interrupts with this as Kokichi takes in his surroundings. He's currently recharging, with Keebo hovering over him as Angie sits nearby. Maki is a bit further away, able to narrowly avoid death because she and Shuichi had been friends—his hesitation served as her opportunity.

This is my only chapter with a clear trial concept, a "murder trick": a murder that is committed in plain sight, yet nobody knows who did it.

Thanks to Keebo's efforts, Kokichi is able to remember that Tenko was first to die while trying to kill Kaito—however, although he witnessed it, he's still missing the memory of who actually killed her.

The rest of the chapter is spent brainstorming ways to enter the trial room while avoiding Shuichi, who's guarding the elevator down. Then comes the trial, where the group debates between Kaito and Shuichi as possible culprits. In the end, Shuichi is found guilty—he killed Tenko in plain sight to protect Kaito from her, and his plan after that was to kill everyone but him and Kaito to end the killing game before he could be executed.

Endgame

Chapter 6 is not the most eventful thing. Having lost interest in the killing game, especially now that one of his closest allies is dead, Kaito does himself in in a locked room thinking it'd be an interesting locked room mystery. Maki sees through it easily and says "he was stupid to the end..."

I don't really know how or if they escape. My only idea was that Keebo invented something capable of shattering the cage wall.

Other fun details:

Himiko, as the Ultimate Tennis Pro, is actually a master at table tennis. She starts off claiming she's not that good at it and people praise her anyway, but as time goes on, her perception flips, and she decides that everyone else just *really* sucks at table tennis. "I mean, I can play this game with my eyes closed while sitting..."

There's no mastermind and the hidden library room doesn't exist at all. Kaito Momota was just the sole source of chaos

Kokichi and Keebo are very gay

So yeah! That's about it. Next up is the DRV3 plays Sburb (with a focus on classpecting) concept, since.. surprisingly-yet-not-so-surprisingly, Homestuck fans still exist and it managed to tie in the poll haha. I'm pretty excited for that one, so I should be writing it out soon!

[herstarlitdreams]

Moving into 2024

2023 was a rough, rough year. Jay and I started out pretty strongly, but by the time June rolled around we were losing steam, and things started to really spiral for us both. Despite this, some good things did happen in the second half of the year, just as some bad things did.

2023, a review

In 2023, I finally started getting treatment again for my mental health. I'm back on my medication, and while I still struggle with taking it every single day, I'm doing much better.

I started writing and drawing again this year! This is super exciting for me, and as we get into 2024, I'll be able to share with you guys some major projects that I'm working on, both independently and as part of collab efforts.

Jay and I were evicted from our home of 5 years. On one hand, this sucked considerably. Jay was so stressed that they ended up in the hospital twice, once for 2 weeks and once for 3, which seriously messed with our finances. One the other hand, the house that we've moved to is in a much more peaceful area, the house itself is larger (though slightly less accessible for Jay), and we don't have mold everywhere, which is nice.

Jay is still recovering from the last hospital visit over a month later. It's been extremely hard on them, and it also means that I haven't been able to do as much as far as unpacking and working, because Jay needs me so much more now than they did before the hospital. This has been posing some minor issues, but we're working on them.

2024, plans for the future

I don't really do the "New Year Resolution" thing. It almost never works out for me, and I have... opinions about the psychology behind it. However, I DO believe in setting goals, and I think that the start of a new year is a great time to set them, because it's the beginning of a new cycle. I'm very into cyclical goal setting and pattern building.

2024 is a presidential election year for the United States, which is where Jay and I unfortunately reside. With everything that's been happening, this year is going to mean some very serious shit for people like us. On top of worrying about other people in the world, Jay and I are likely going to be spending a chunk of this next year fearing for our own rights and safety.

It's my goal in life to live to the fullest. As we move into 2024, what this means for me is continuing my treatment plan, encouraging Jay's recovery and mental health as well. My goals include getting out of the house more often, writing more, and creating more. Ideally, I would like to get my business up and running again, with new branding and business goals.

I'm going to be working on making changes to my daily routine so that I have more time and energy to get things done. As this new routine develops, it's my hope that I'll be able to do more every day, and eventually, I hope that I'll be able to put more of my time and energy into activism. Unfortunately, with my and Jay's health, that part may get delayed. Either way, I will continue to show my support for the things that matter to us in smaller ways, as often as I can.

You can expect more posts from me here, on Twitter, on Bluesky, and on my Ko-Fi page moving forward. I have a lot of things that are just waiting to get worked on, finished, or posted, and I finally have the confidence to do it.

I hope you're all ready for an amazing 2024, because I sure am!

[brainrot-stitch]

😈😈😈 (also u can draw any of my ocs if u want woahh!!!)

Putting a cut actually cuz this was long whoopsy

M!heartbreak is an au of heartbreak but I just. Like this version more💔. There's a sp au called mirai park which has since been deleted and the person who made it wants no association with it btw. But I thought the general concept ("ur god is dead fight the other players whoever wins/survives becomes god) was cool and moved on. That's where i first heard abt it at least idk if there's like a show or smth it's based on. But anyways later on some of my little guys got snatched from their worlds and put in a killing game to become a god, and heartbreak was one of them!! I didn't do this btw sometimes events just happen I can't control sighhh.. but yea he's there now. Currently the mirai au is unfinished but I'm slowly learning what's happening to them and sadly heartbreak had a dead end :(( it's ok tho he js got sent back to his world (which I know very little about sigh). This is also a more humanized version of him, as all the contestants were given more humanoid forms bc they were either anthro or feral. (Heartbreak was anthro but I need to redesign it BAD). Anyways while competing he's really put together and is good at fighting. He's probably got the best um. Idk how to say it. Survival skill? Idk smth like that. Out of all of them. Bro knows how to survive and defend himself which is so odd he died before the final few. Seeing how he died I can guess who got to him tho :( anyways here's his ref!!!

Wooo mlp ocs!!

None of them have a lot of lore yet so I'll do all of them for now :3

Azure- basically 0 backstory idk what her deal is. When I was sick and like dozing off (like sleeping but I could wake myself up if needed) I saw her and woke up to sketch them rq before going back to sleep lol.

Greyscale- my first pony oc! Not much lore they js kinda chill :3 they have a bf I don't have a set design for yet but bro is a silly goose

???- don't have a name for her yet but it's from the equestria civil war au by @/captainzigo :D. It's an alicorn experiment oc and u can find out more abt those if u go check her out bc idk how to explain it well 💔. She's a very yapful yapper and real energetic and excitable. It's deal is that the scientists mixed her dna with not only a pegasus but also changelings so she's got like. Feathery bug wings. And also those funky holes in its back legs. She's silly I think :3

Their refs!! (Greyscales looks like ass bc I made the wings too big but I don't feel like fixing it so bros gotta stay like that

And finally axel!!! Ough I love axel he's my little freak creature..

Soo he's a funky little minecraft oc :3 hes an avian but he's got a sculk infection going on tho. Currently he lives in the deep dark, usually above or somewhere near the ancient city. He likes to hang around on ledges or in crevices high up in the caverns. He also really likes being in lush caves but always ends up going back to his place in the deep dark. He does sometimes go to the surface, but usually only at night. Bright light is starting to hurt his eyes (he likes the dim glow of the glowberries (: ). Wardens don't really give a shit abt him as long as he's quiet and stays out of their way. Due to his time in the deep dark (he's been there for years btw) he's learned to keep quiet by instinct. He's a silent flier and he speaks in a sort of whisper voice? That's not really a whisper?? Idk how to describe it. His voice is real quiet basically idk

He can leave the deep dark n all that, but the longer he's away the more effects it has on him. After recovering from the initial injury (will talk abt that in a bit) he tried to leave for good but ended up eventually going back. He tells himself that it's just because he wants to, not that he's being affected by the sculk growing on him. He knows he's lying. Anyways!! The longer he's gone the worse he gets btw. The symptoms of.. idk what to call it. The whatever, I guess? Can range from like irritability or homesickness to getting fevers or migranes and a clawing urge deep in his throat to get back.

Anyways how he got infected/stuck in the deep dark!!! He n some pals went to the ancient city bc they heard there was cool loot n stuff (despite their village leader specifically telling them NOT to). They didn't know shit about the deep dark tho and ended up eventually triggering a warden. They panicked obvi and the warden aggro-ed on them and they got their asses BEAT. While they were trying to run back axel got shot by a skeleton and then hit by the warden back into a uhhh fuckin like. Crack in the ground?? Idk how to describe it well but like a crevice. Anyways he passed tf out and was down there long enough for the sculk to infect the wound (which is on his left shoulder/bicep btw. It's where the X is :3). His friends were like "oh shit he's a fuckin goner" and ran! Bro got abandoned so sad sighhhh. He eventually got better but bro was sculked :( he still convinces himself his pals are gonna come back some day (they are not<3).

Sooo bro has been in total isolation for like. Years. Idk how many years tho I haven't found that out yet💔 bro is NOT mentally stable!! Also here's his ref :3

Ermmm haiii oc doodles :D

Might add some more later..

[yukidragon]

Oh my goodness! I completely understand if you don’t immediately want to write more about Alice having Ian’s baby au, but the next time you would like to I would love to hear more about it! Your au’s and ideas are always so well crafted! I can’t get enough of your writing or Sunny Day Jack ideas!!! :)

Thank you so much for your sweet praise. It really means a lot for me to hear. I'm glad you enjoy my writing and headcanons!

I'm really glad this pretty dark AU has been entertaining for you and others despite some of the heavy topics in it. I appreciate that you want to hear more, but I think I'll want to take a bit of a break before I dig deep into it again given how heavy it is, especially since I just did a follow up of sorts discussing Ian's more problematic traits when it comes to his relationship with MC. It might be a good idea to focus on something a little lighter next as a palette cleanser, hahaha.

Though maybe I could think of a couple bright spots for that particular AU. Hmm...

Alice's family, at least those still living at the King house, do all chip in to help her take care of Lily. This is good since her health took a hard hit from the pregnancy and she would struggle otherwise. This allows her to have more time to rest and recover.

This also allows Jack more time to talk to Alice one on one despite the presence of a newborn demanding mommy's attention. Granted, a lot of time is spent just resting in the guestroom or outside in the garden when she's not taking care of the baby, but Jack does his best to keep Alice entertained while she's recovering, and he's the absolute best at being a cuddly teddy bear for her when she has to lie down.

The King house still has plenty of baby stuff in storage, so they're well prepared to help Alice out with the baby. It's more reason why mama Lycoris wants Alice to just move back home for good. Their house is big and she won't mind, nor will papa Ambrose.

Yup, papa King has a name now too. Guess this AU is oddly helping me with picking out names, huh?

Jack is really good with children, and whenever Lily starts crying, he just has a knack for getting her to calm down. It's almost like magic how he can just radiate calm emotions and help her understand that there's nothing to fear. Alice can't help but feel the same way about Jack really. He's just such a wonderful presence in her life after things have gotten so hard on her. He's been invaluable to help Alice take care of Lily and minimizing her stress.

Jack's empathy cheat and connection to both Alice and Lily really comes in handy at this point doesn't it?

While Alice is going to need more time than in Sunshine in Hell to even think about being in another romantic relationship, she does grow really close to Jack very quickly. Although... he's not the only guy crushing on her who wants to help out.

When Shaun comes back in town, he would have crashed with Alice for a while, but since she's a guest at her family's place, that's not doable. He does, however, get a nice bed and breakfast nearby until he finds a new place to settle down in, and he stops by as often as possible, much to Jack's annoyance. Alice is grateful for his visits and he never fails to make her laugh, which is also to Jack's annoyance.

Shaun even brings Moonpie over to visit Alice, and he mock fights with her over whose baby is cuter. Alice and Shaun eventually concede on a draw of a vote of one vs one... until Jack acts as tiebreaker and throws in his vote for Lily. That will probably be how Alice decides to try introducing Jack's existence to Shaun, though it's possible Alice will tell one or more of her family members about Jack before that. Coraline would just be thrilled to meet a ghost after all.

Needless to say, Shaun is both excited to meet Jack and a bit wary given Alice is in a vulnerable state. Still, she does insist Jack helped her, especially when Ian kept trying to see her, so that does give Jack some brownie points in Shaun's book.

Not that the feeling will necessarily be mutual from Jack. Shaun is yet another obstacle between Jack and his sunshine after all. Who knows though, maybe they'll bond over their mutual disdain for Ian and desire to protect Alice here too.

Huh. This got longer than I expected it to. I guess there are some more bright spots even in this dark AU than I thought. Then again I'm always a sucker for thoughts about my OTP being cuddly and sweet. I'll leave this post on that note with the image of Jack spooning Alice from behind while she nurses Lily, being this big protective teddy bear to his beloved sunshine and little sunspot.

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur

[sashi-ya]

Hello Sashi, sweetheart & the most wonderful writing partner I’ve ever had! 🌹❤️🌹 I’ll try my best to give you a prompt that can inspire you, but I can’t make any promises! Hmm...how about some NSFW with Long-Haired!Law x Fem!Reader? (I have no shame admitting that I loved this one you did for Law, so it could be like a continuation/spin-off, if you wanted. If not, I’ll happily welcome anything you decide, if you decide to write this 😊) I’m sliding you this again, if it helps with the creative juices~ 👀👀😏

My dear Michelle, my favorite artist ♥! you have made me push my imagination to where I'm not sure I can come back now... Long haired! AND bottom Law?. I'm still trying to recover myself from writing the second part of "Can I call you Mommy?". And I hope you like it as much as I did creating it :3.

By the way, I love u ♥ ~

NSFW ~ Sub! Long Haired! Trafalgar Law x F! Reader ~ Can I Call You Mommy? Pt. 2

TW: Well EXPLICIT nsfw, sub! little! Law. Mommy kink. Fem dom. Humping. Usage of strap on. Anal. Rimming. Oral. Delightfully blushed Trafalgar Law.

A/N: Couldn't find the author of the fan art I used for the banner. If you know who draw such art please tell me and I'll tag them / change it in case I don't have permission.

This is the second part from the "Can I Call You Mommy" fic.

WC: 1.7K

Looking at the box in front of you, you wonder if Law would like you to use it or not with him. It’s been some weeks since Law accepted having a mommy kink. After the first time, he refused several times being into that, saying it was just “a moment”, but both of you knew he was way more into it…

Since then, he tried hard into acting like a dominant man, but failed miserably at each time you -unconsciously- whine “fuck your mommy” while you were having sex. All in all, Law ended up confessing this was one of his top kinks once he couldn’t fight it against it anymore. (And you felt proud, I mean, getting the Surgeon of Death into confessing and accepting a feeling is something not a lot of people manage to achieve).

The box holds black leather straps, a dildo, and some lube. You don’t really know how to use it, but you’ll see how it goes… You close the drawer where your “surprise for the night” is and head outside the room to resume your duties on the Submarine.

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Is already night, Law is resting his back over your belly, his tattooed hands on your knees. You play with his hair, “Ah Law, your hair has grown so much babe. I love it” you tell him while you brush your fingers through his shoulder length black locks. “Uhum, I think I might keep it like this. It was a good idea” he hums, while you two enjoy the Proko ~プロコ Den Den Mushi project the Shinsekai News on the wall of your room. “These bitches, I’m so tired of them” Law grunts when some government idiot appears on the screen. You giggle, you love when he gets mad.

But tonight, you should finally see if your boyfriend likes or not the little “surprise”. And what’s the best way to do it? Well… turning him on. You were already braiding his hair, and thought it was a good idea to pull from it. “Auch!” says Law. “I’m sorry, but…I’ve been thinking about this long hair may come in handy” you tell him, whispering into his ear. “Mh… handy? Handy for what?”. And you don’t answer, but instead pull rougher from it, lifting Law’s chin up.

“Well, handy because like this mommy can ride you better”

Law subtly smirks, but you notice him still confused. “Mommy… what do you mean with “riding”?” he asks, all shy and acting innocent. “Well… you see… mommy bought you a surprise”. Law turns around all so excited. It is so weird to see him acting like this, Law is usually so grumpy. “Uhum. But… first you will have to earn mommy’s surprise” you tease him, while one of your fingers traces sexily the ink lines on his chest.

“Then I will work for it, mommy” Law says, fully smiling sexily at you. “You know exactly what mommy likes, don’t you?” you ask, already enjoying Law’s kisses on your belly going down. Raven strands of hair fall on his face and tickles your stomach, he looks so handsome like this. His grey eyes fixed on yours, making the most beautiful contrast with the caramel skin. Law is far from everything beautiful; Law is a God of perfection. And Law is all yours ~.

His face rests in between your legs, he bites and kisses your inner thighs. His fingers play on the entrance of your core, it goes up and down. “Mommy, can I eat you?” he asks, already drooling, eager to taste your honeys. “Of course, baby. Come on, remember you should earn your surprise”. And there he goes, devouring your whole self, desperately and delightfully indulging on your taste. And it feels so good, you press your sex against his perfect face, your fingers tangled in his long hair.

You see him humping with a hand in between his legs, so needy, so turned on to this. “Baby, use this” you tell him, handing him a pillow. “Put this in between your legs, come on”. He accepts right away, straddling his hips over the pillow. You notice how hard, and how wet he has become. His pants are all precum stained from the arousal.

Once he is correctly placed over the pillow, Law moans muzzled against your core. And you moan too; you whine, “make mommy cum, come on”. Your boyfriend humps on the pillow and fingers you, sucking your clit at the same time. Climax hits you, and you don’t even know if it was by Law’s amazing oral skills, by how needy he looks while grazing himself against the pillow, or both. While the last waves of orgasmic feelings make you squirm, Law also cums. No hands, just frotting. He pants, cheeks so red, ears too.

“Oh, you came too? Good boy, you are a really good, good boy” you tell, while helping him crawl over you. He rests his head over your chest, mouth already looking for your breasts. “Let’s take those pants off, first. Look at the mess you did”. You push him softly off you, he lays on bed looking at you all embarrassed while you take off his cum stained pajama and quickly wiped his groin with the sheets.

“M- mommy, can I have my surprise now?” he asks, so shyly. “Well, I think it’s the perfect time to” you tell him, smirking. “Wait for mommy here, I’m gonna bring it”.

And there you are, using the leathery strap around your hips, well secured around your inner thighs. The phallic instrument that hangs from it looks intimidating to you, and so you think it looks to Law… but you are wrong, he is not intimidated at all, Law wants it, Law is so needy for it. He bites his lip, smirking at you so sexy but still acting like the little sub he is.

“Do you like Mommy’s present?” you ask, probably with trembling lips. As much as you enjoy being his dom, boy this looks scary. “I really, really do Mommy” he says, so happy and instantly blushes. Law still gets embarrassed because of his outbursts of submissive acts. “I’m so glad you do, baby. I also bought this, so it doesn’t hurt” you tell him, showing the little bottle of lube on one of your hands. “Thank you, mommy ~”. “You are welcome, darling. Lay on your back for me” you command, trying to suppress your burning cheeks. The mix in between arousal, shame, and anxiety it brings you the idea of literally fucking Trafalgar Law is making you a little dizzy.

Law waits for you with his knees pressed together, completely naked on bed. You kneel in front of him, spreading his legs so softly and then jerking his already hard and throbbing member. He moans a little and takes his head back. You open the lid of the little lube bottle and drizzle the liquid over his crotch. Drops fall from each side of the base of his dick to his perineum. The feeling makes him shiver and squirm.

Your tongue attacks the tip of his dick first, his shaft, the groin, the balls and finally his rear entrance. Rimming him, delightfully mixing the plain taste of the lube with remains of salty precum on your tongue. He spreads his legs even more, when you decide it’s time for you to stick the first finger inside. “There you go, good boy” you encourage him, he squirms constantly.

Your index, start to feel how it isn’t tight anymore, so you add a second finger. And then, a third. Law is so relaxed and needy to be penetrated, he is ready in no time for you to pound in him. And you do, drizzling the whole dildo with lube you align it with his entrance. “Tell me if you need me to stop, ok?” you tell him, but frankly you are not sure if he listened to you. Law is already in a trance, and he only wants release.

Inside you go, he whines, and you crawl over him, putting your arms on each side of his chest. Deep, you are so deep inside. Law’s eyes closed, long black locks spread all around the pillow, lips separated, blushed cheeks. An image that belongs to a museum, like a renaissance painting.

In and out you go, Law sometimes tries to touch himself, but you don’t let him. “No no, mommy is gonna do it for you” you tell him and jerk him off. He is about to burst, Law is so sweaty and lost in pleasure… “Mommy, I’m… I’m cumming” he says. “Not yet, baby…” you pout, this is so enjoyable…

“Turn around, on all fours for mommy” you command. He whines and does so. No waiting, you are inside him once again, this time is easier, one of your knees on the mattress the other leg next to him, bending your knee in a 90° angle. You can move easier, your hips thrusting him. Law himself moving towards you, he wants you deep, deep inside. “Harder mommy, faster faster” he begs.

“Of course, baby” you say and slide your hand all over his tattooed muscled back. You reach his nape and tangle your hand around his long hair. “Told you your hair comes in handy so Mommy can fuck you better” you say and pull from it. His head thrown back gives you the perfect grip to fuck him mercilessly, faster, violently. “M… mommy…” he mumbles in between panting. “Come for mommy, come on baby” you tell him, deeply pounding into his ass.

Law’s belly spasms, his back arch and he comes with a delightful whine.

“Mommy…”.

Warm seed spilling from his insides, relieving the pressure built on his lower stomach. Law reaches climax so good, so intensely. His face looks red, messed up, the roots of his hair completely wet by the sweat. The room smells of sex, of his skin scent, of a man completely surrounded to the most carnal pleasures.

Your boyfriend falls to the side, still panting. He looks at you, those grey eyes, wet from the pleasure. “Did you like it?” you ask, intoxicated with the experience. “I did, I did mommy… thank you, I love you…” he mumbles, and his lids close slowly. Law is exhausted, his energy left his body with the last orgasm.

“I love you too, baby…” ♥ ~

[genshinfanboy]

hey there !! may I get a romantic matchup for your 200 followers event ?? thank you <3<3

I'm a 5'0 very pale, lil chubby, black to red split-dye long hair, blue eyed transgender gay enby. I look tired almost always, and I have a resting bitchface (no idea until now lol). My MBTI is ISFP 4w5, and I'm on the gemini/cancer cusp. I love collecting things, such as plushies, rubber ducks, and knives. I know those two first things are childish but they comfort me a lot and they're just super fun to collect !! I collect knives because I think they're cool and I like showing them off. I would never use them to harm or threaten anyone, I'm not that kind of person. I also love bugs & cats, my two favorite things ever !! Bugs are my friend and I love finding them under rocks and such. I love praying mantis' and spiders especially, they have a beauty non-bug lovers don't understand bwahaha. Cats are cute lil' guys and I have two of my own, so I'm a little biased. They're like my kids and I care for them sooo much. My hobbies include drawing, writing, playing slime rancher & sims 4, listening to music, and outdoor activities. Such as going to theme parks (I love rollercoasters sm), random cool museums in my city, and hiking/skiing/those sorts of things. I'm willing to try anything once and I'm almost always down for a fun adventure like that. I like the warmth, being alone, sleeping, being useful to others, watching shows, being with animals, and just being outdoors generally. I hate HATE the cold and I hate people who forget things easily and just can't plan very well. I'm flexible with plans sometimes but I get very discouraged easily and may just cancel on spot. Now for my personality, I'd say I'm quite reserved and shy when you first meet me! I prefer to talk in body movements/motions instead of verbally, that's just how I am. However I have no problem with addressing older people for some reason. I take a while to trust people and to warm up generally, even if I like them. I have a hard time starting conversations and can cover up my awkwardness by laughing or just going "yeah". When I warm up to people though, I am very chaotic and a mess. I do almost anything to make people laugh and I love doing stupid stuff that I'll regret in a day. I never make jokes about my friends and I never insult anyone in them, I don't go too far. I love my friends and I'd never hurt their feelings like that. I'm always there to listen to them but I mainly enjoy helping them with their problems than sitting down and comforting them. I have a slight temper but I am becoming good at controlling it. I stand up for what I believe in and I'm not afraid to cut somebody off entirely if they do something that's just totally wrong. I gain emotional attachments easily and I'm very easy to scare or make cry; I'm pretty sensitive. In private I'm a very cuddly person and I adore physical affection & quality time more than anything else. PDA Isn't my thing and I prefer to be left alone in that sense, but if I'm feeling happy, I like hand holding and small kisses.

Hope that was enough! Thanks!

Hello. My apologies for taking a few longer than I would've like on these. I got sick and just recovered. Anyways I hope you enjoy and have a fantastic day or night. If you don't like your match up results please take it with a grain of salt.

Your match up would the one and Oni Itto:

Hear me out on this one tho Itto is very loud and likes being the center of attention you two would contrast very nicely with one another with your personalities. Itto likes animals and has a vast collection of different things and encourage you to continue collecting. He'd also ask you to go onikabuto hunting with him. He would be so excited for you to meet his gang. He's positive you and Shinobu would get along well too. No need to fear coming off awkward or not knowing how to start a conversation when you first get to know him. He has got you covered on that. He may act annoying at first until someone like Shinobu points out to him you are shy. That doesn't stop him from trying to do everything in his power (and maybe things out of his control) to be your friend. He would have respect for you when you stick up for what you believe in. Itto would find your high cute. He would also claim you match with the red in your hair. He may get in trouble a lot but he doesn't mean any harm. If you have to defend your beliefs he'll be your hype man and back you up. You'd be accepted into the gang and become apart of their little family. Though from what you said you'd mainly hang out with Shinobu and Itto. PDA might be a thing you have to remind him not to do a few times but once he gets it he won't slip up. If he messes up he can apologize sometimes a bit reluctant but he'll still apologize. You'll also be able to relax in knowing the fact if he or anyone else makes you cry he is the first person by your side to comfort you. He'll also try to make you laugh and make the perpetrator(s) apologize as well. Quality time with you would be one of his favorite because of the cuddly and domestic behaviors. Over all a very balanced and well intended relationship where you help each other out.

[wolfywordweaver]

So my love story with @vkelleyart's works continues. Here I touched on how Venessa and SnowBaz fanart in particular moved me to move past my stifling depression enough to engage in a new story and a new fandom. I read the canon books, fell further in love with the characters, and got more involved with other fans.

I wrote stories, did exchanges and fests, and waited for AWTWB with barely contained excitement. And then, things changed a bit. Honestly, I did not love AWTWB and stopped writing SnowBaz. Then life things happened and I really cut back on my writing overall and things creative. I stopped reading again.

But works that transform you really do TRANSFORM you. I still thought of Venessa's work a crazy amount. I started looking at fanarts from all fandoms for more than passing enjoyment. What exactly did I like about it? The composition? The facial expressions? Hand placement?

How did they get such EXPRESSION in their art?

I knew that Venessa struggled a lot as she developed her art. I also followed along as she went through a busy and roller coaster of a year. Watched her spread out to even more fandoms, took her art even further, and went through major changes of her own. So at the end of last year, I made a decision to do something that I told myself I'd never do again.

I picked up my drawing pencil with serious intent.

The SnowBaz community is full of so many talented writers and artists, but there is a wonderful group that has been learning to draw under @krisrix. I've been following that group and trying to learn but never really made a serious effort before because drawing scares the heck out of me. But they were there when I tried again. They have resources that inspired me and made me tackle the technical aspects. I even got into a figure drawing challenge in February.

Then life struck again. I got disowned by part of my family. Relational issues made me sick from the stress of it. And then I got into a bad car wreck that I am still honestly recovering from.

My usual tactic is to just disappear and quit on things. I stopped writing completely. I barely even read any fanfic. A familiar story to myself, and maybe even to some of you.

When I was younger, I actually hated writing and loved drawing. I spent hours practicing my art while complaining any time I had to write something out. But I was told that I was good at writing and encouraged to push even more in that. So I did, but I always kept up with the drawing. And then a good intentioned moment ruined my relationship with art. "You know, you're always so good at whatever you try, but not with art. You aren't very good at it, but you keep trying."

I stopped trying that day. And I thought about it every since. And when I was laid up in pain after my recent car wreck, I made the decision to fuck it all and keep trying. My sketching doesn't need to be perfect. My art doesn't have to be GOOD to keep doing it. Venessa is really amazing, but even she is continuing to improve! Even she doesn't feel the best about her work all the time. If I'm waiting to be perfect before I ever start again, it'll never happen.

And now I've drawn my first ever SnowBaz. The inspiration from the lovely SnowBaz group's works and especially from how affected I've been with Venessa's has pushed me past a mental hurdle I never thought I'd get over. I don't think I'll ever get to the point of influencing or inspiring people the way she has, but I too want to express my appreciation for different works in this way. I want to dig into my creative well and let it flow without obstruction.

I chose to say all this as a reblog on this particular work because my Baz is styled as an homage to this expression of his. I still feel the same burst of affection when I look at this image today as I did the first time I laid eyes on it. This is the Simon and Baz that I fell in love with and still think of first when I re-read Carry On or Wayward Son. And I imagine that these are the Simon and Baz that I will be carrying with me for a long while yet.

Simon and Baz, domestic and still in bliss (slight NSFW, so under the cut)

If you’ve sent me an ask or tagged me, bear with me! Quarantine has complicated my social media activities. 😬😬😬 In the meantime, some canon(-ish) art. I couldn’t resist drawing this line:

“Simon’s beautiful in battle.” - Baz Pitch, Wayward Son by @rainbowrowell