#feedback uwu

[formidxble]

always waiting for your comeback!! you're my fav writer ♡

this is so sweet! 🥹 i don’t know when i’ll be back, but man do i miss writing 🤍 thank you for this.

[jessamine-rose]

*squeezes aine this time*

Read my Yandere! Dottore fics first (⁎⁍̴̆Ɛ⁍̴̆⁎)

Chemistry ๑ Magnum Opus

So @ainescribe decided to surprise me with more Darling fan art, this time of Dottore’s Assistant!! *sobs* I love it so much ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

Once again, feedback will be in the tags. Thank you so much for enjoying my writing, Aine <3

[microphone-blazeball]

... im here now.

i don't really know where i am or what i'm supposed to do

but it gave me back my name

apparently this isn't the first time it's pulled someone out of a gods control

i think i'll stay here for a bit

see if i can get my memories back

[leqclerc]

Nah Karun wdym Charles and Carlos want the same thing out of the car 😭😭😭😭 Part of the reason Ferrari's been having such a problem over the past two years is because they have different preferences regarding the car...

[placeinthemiddleofnowhere]

Ok soooooo…. If A Rocky Start were to get a little bit angsty or say violent would that ruin the story cause it’s been fluffy so far or would we be ok with it cause it’s part of the journey?

[baladric]

i love to WRITE i love to watch characters ALTER INDELIBLY i love to center RAGE as much as LOVE

[steelandblood]

Red Hot

Summery: Armor is supposed to protect you, but of course Mirwen was unlucky enough to face the enemy that could use it agains her.

Content: Female whumpee and caretaker, dnd/fantasy whump (no actuall knowledge of dnd needed, relevant spell description in the end), 3rd degree burns, and a very miserable time for whumpee

Caracter intros

Mirwen should have known it was a trap the moment they walked into the room. Really, she should have known there would be a trap simply because they did not encounter one yet, and no matter that the others had gods looking out for them, with her shitty luck things could never be easy. So, when the doors slammed shut behind them and a huge mechanical creature descended with a thud and began advancing at them, while the others started to mildly panic, Mirwen only cursed under her breath and drew out her sword. Quite honestly, she had been craving for a fight, and though this thing wouldn’t bleed and wouldn’t be able to properly die, it would still feel nice to brutally destroy something.

Mirwen’s enthusiasm for the fight quickly disappeared as she again felt the shock of a current running through her armor to her body. Just her luck that the bloody thing was especially affective against foes in metal armor, and it just so happened that three out of the four of them did wear said metal armor. This meant that Thancur and Rauna were forced to stay back with Calina, leaving Mirwen alone in melee. Not that she minded, it was her role after all, and she gladly took hits to protect her friends. And they were doing everything they could, Thancur and Calina relentlessly shooting the construct and Rauna doing her best to heal Mirwen, but it didn’t make the hits hurt any less.

And the hits only kept coming, as the damn thing refused to die. Just when Mirwen started to get used to the electric shocks, she felt her armor suddenly grow red-hot and she had to bite her lip bloody to stop herself from screaming from pain from the sensation of her entire body being set on fire. She kept fighting through the pain, but with every moment it became harder to focus on swinging her sword when she felt like she was being cooked alive inside of her armor.

Everything became a haze of pain and when the construct finally collapsed into a heap of metal in front her, it took Mirwen a minute to realize that the fight was over and that her armor was no longer burning. Her sword clattered to the floor, were her hands shaking? That was wrong, she should be able to handle a bit of pain. And yet her knees buckled and would have painfully hit the ground, had Rauna not caught her.

“It’s okey, you’re fine, it’s over. Let me heal you now.” Rauna made her sit down and began removing her armor.

The relief of having the heavy armor off was short lived, as Rauna quickly removed the gambeson and moved on to removing her shirt, that painfully stuck to her burnt skin. Mirwen couldn’t stop herself from crying in pain before biting hard on her lip to keep herself quiet. Rauna stopped, giving Mirwen a moment of hope, but then reached for her dagger.

“Please don’t… don’t do this. Please…” Mirwen was on the verge of tears from pain and embarrassment. She normally considered anything less than full armor a state of undress, and now with the pain involved in the prosses, Mirwen would have rather died then taken off her shirt.

“I’m sorry, I know it hurts, but the shirt has to come off. You know you can’t leave it like that, and I need to see what I’m doing. I promise I’ll be as careful as I can.” Rauna said, and without giving Mirwen any time to protest, started cutting away the fabric, as Calina hastily pushed Thancur out of the now unlocked door.

Mirwen squeezed her eyes shut, trying to keep tears from spilling. Only when she heard both girls gasp is shock did she open her eyes, and instantly regrated it. Her shirt was off, revealing her chest that was entirely covered in severe burns. The sight, combined with the smell of charred flesh, made Mirwen lose her breakfast. She no longer cared about the tears running down her cheeks.

Calina put a flask of water to her mouth. Mirwen really wished for something stronger, but drank eagerly, hoping to get rid of the vile taste in her mouth.

She felt a hand of her shoulder. Mirwen flinched at the sudden touch, instinctively crossing her arms to cover her breasts, and involuntarily let out a sob.

“I’m sorry,” Rauna immediately removed her hand, “Is it okey if I start healing you?”

Mirwen nodded, not trusting her voice. She sighted in relief at the sensation of Rauna’s cool hands on her skin. It was over far too soon however, and Mirwen whined at the loss of the healing touch.

“That’s all I can do for now,” Rauna said sadly, “I’ll be able to heal you more tomorrow.” She paused for a moment, hesitating. “It will probably scar though.” Rauna sounded guilty and apologetic. “I’m sorry I couldn’t do more.”

Mirwen looked down at her chest. The burns looked almost as horrible as they did before healing, and she doubted her back looked any better. Of course it’s going to scar. It’s going to look horrible. But it didn’t matter. Mirwen had no reason to need to be pretty. The only reason would by Alysa, but it’s not like she ever truly had a chance. Now at least she wouldn’t be able to needlessly get her hopes up, only to have them crushed. It was better this way. It was fine.

“It’s fine, it doesn’t matter.” Mirwen wasn’t sure who she was trying to convince, Rauna or herself. She avoided the others’ pitying looks. If any of the girls knew she was lying, they mercifully stayed silent and did not call her out.

“We can’t just leave it like that, I need to bandage you up.” Rauna looked between the three of them, searching for an appropriate cloth, her gaze stopping on Calina. “Calina, I’m gonna need your cloak.”  

Calina took off her cloak without protest, handing it to Rauna, and they both started teering it up into thin strips.

“I’m so sorry, I promise I will get you a new one.” Mirwen knew it was a lie and knew Calina knew it as well. The cloak probably cost more than all of Mirwen’s cloths and armor combined, and there is no way could afford to replace it in the foreseeable future.  

 “Do you really thing I care about the stupid cloak?” Calina sounded somewhat sad, but not angry. Mirwen didn’t know why, or if it was better or worse. “You are hurt, you could have died!”

“I’m sorry, I should have done better.” Mirwen lowered her eyes in shame, “I suppose I’m not as good of a fighter as I like to believe.”

“Mirwen, no. That’s not what I meant.” Calina sounded even more sad. Of course Mirwen managed to fuck up and say the wrong this to upset her.

“We are just worried about you.” Rauna sounded upset too, and Mirwen wasn’t even sure what she said that was wrong.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

“You know you don’t have to apologize all the time, right?” Rauna started wrapping the make-shift bandages around her torso.

“I’m sorry, I…” Rauna sighed and Mirwen cringed at her mistake and forced herself to refrain from apologizing again.

An awkward silence set in as Rauna continued her work. Thankfully she was quick and soon enough she was helping Mirwen back into her armor. They still had the rest of the fortress to clear, and who knows what they might find, or what might find them. When they return to town Mirwen would probably get as drunk as she can, and cry, or punch a wall until her knuckles bleed. But now she needed to be strong, that was her role and the others relied on her, so she will pretend to be strong, no matter how weak she actually felt.

[deva-arts]

Happy 100 Follows!

Submitted by @mettdawriter

Animation!!! Look!!!!

100 Followers... I'm so happy 😭💖

Here's to 100 more!

[formidxble]

every now and then i go back to read leave the door open there’s something about it that’s so addicting. 1000% because of the way it was written. it has a special rhythm that immersed me the whole time, it was oddly comforting reading it. i love it a lot, thank you for writing it. i’m gonna go and read it again. bye <3

always a pleasant surprise to go back on here and see that people are still leaving feedback on stuff i’ve written a little over a year ago (crazy!) 🥹 i’m glad you liked my work and that it provided you comfort. 🤍

[jessamine-rose]

Here you go, Damsel darling! ╰(*´︶`*)╯ (also me pretend that I forgot the fic lol)

Now what's left is Dottore's, and I still can't decide whether to make her look unhinged or a sweet cinnamon roll that can kill you.

Sndk:!,&:!//!a I’M IN LOVE!! Thank you for another gorgeous artwork, Red ( ◕◡◕)っ ♡

First of all, I love the colors you used for Damsel. The bright palette creates a greater contrast between her and Capitano appearance-wise. I also adore her outfit, particularly the lacy headband. Your eye for fashion and aesthetics is amazing.

Most importantly, her face!! The demure expression and captivating eyes……….I can understand why Capitano and the others would be drawn to her beauty <3

[sysig]

An ask! Idk what to talk abt though. How are you? What you want more asks abt? Characters? Life? Some other obscure interest?

(In reference to this I think hehe)

I'm doing well, thank you! I hope the same for you!

As for asks I'd like, I'm up for pretty much anything! If there's something that piques your interest - a take I put out but didn't elaborate on, "Defend that argument!" Lol ♪ I've also had people ask how I do certain things which is always fun to explain :D

Emoji gifts/silly back-and-forths are always fun to doodle to as well! ♫

Or if there's a fandom I haven't posted in a while and you miss it - I have no idea how many fandom transitions people here have hung with! Even if it's been a while, I still love my blorbos hehe ♥

Becoming a psuedo-ask blog with my characters answering directly is still totallly on the table btw :) Something remind you of me/them? Interest!

And while it's not quite Requestober-time-of-year again, next month is the start of when you should be thinking up what you might want 👀

I'd just like to chat! :) Asks are such a casual way of interacting, I like them :D

[curekibouka-writing]

Please Kibouka the way you write is so so well and detailed I just love it. I remember coming across your Sleep Tight, My Dears fanfic on Ao3 a couple years back and let me tell you it still haunts me to this day 😭😭

The They Live in You fic is so so good and even more so with the extra notes you wrote, I love it 💞💞 The way these two have each other and can depend on each other my heart 💞💞

Sleep Tight, My Dears can be read here and They Live in You can be read here.

Dang Sleep Tight, My Dears is like 3 years ago, it’s my very first Twst fic actually, I don’t know how to feel about it anymore especially after so much happened in ch7 😂

But Hana, I’m so happy you came across my fic 🥺 I actually remember you as one of the first people who ever commented on my Twst fics, and that was so important to me continuing to write Diasomnia fics! If that fics haunts you to this day, I still want to thank you to this day as well 🥰

And for the extra notes on They Live in You, I want to thank you guys for even reading them ;~; There is so much thought I put into that fic and the next two song fics (one of them has not been posted yet) because there is so much I want to scream about the Diasomnia relationships and I can never put it all in one story because then it would destroy the flow of the story aaaaaaaa 🤡The extra notes are for me to let stuff out 😂

[99liners]

finished reading nodus tollens :))

and yeah the fact that jimin's wife is a lawyer did not go unnoticed....lol

i absolutely loved the idea of portraying pjm as a fuckboy/player...loved the initial dilemma about his feelings for the girl; on one side he seems caring and thoughtful to pay her fees but at the same time fails to acknowledge her financial liberty...he then comes up with his goddam unreasonable arguments and reasonings,,, sigh!!

and the way he proposes for marriage was hilarious....that's blackmailing dude!!!..... like who does that.... i don't get it.

but it was still all okay.....only until he punched that guy.....what's with all his insecurities (idk maybe because he is a player himself there is this constant fear of losing her)

now coming to his wife,, she is problematic too. maybe she was too young to notice the red flags early enough to avoid the mess....i don't empathize with her because after the library thing she was the one who ran to him,, literally begged for his love (why do you do that girl?? when you know that you are smart enough, hardworking and have a promising career ahead....why fall for such mf..... whyyyyyy!?!?!)

and needless to mention the smut parts were the main highlights of this story....the library thing completely worked for me 🤌🏻..... i mean to say "WOAAAHHHHHH!!!"

if only the tatemae!men knew anything else but blackmailing and emotional manipulating their s/os.

oh i have always said this, rei is equally problematic if not more. she had the choice to think of jimin as just a one-night stand and move on with life but she chose to pursue him and convince him to come back to her when he did not even wish to talk to her.

stfu bitch stop reading the smuts!! it's haram for you!! astaqhfirullah you are banned from reading the smut parts in the rest of the series.

[lopsidedtreetrunks]

Absolutely ages ago i made these for twitter - what each member of bts would be as gym leaders:

Im thinking of reviving it a lil bit and actually drawing them?? And also probs changing a couple of them up; specially tae, i dont think ghost necessarily fits him rly,,

Im also gonna make hitman bang the final gym leader, just dont know what type he would be 😅

Also also was thinking maybe iu as the champion? Being the biggest solo artist in s.korea (i think) (and i love her anyway so bdbsjs)

[thespacehound]

I just gave a presentation on my dissertation about medieval western European queerness and it went really well!! >:3

[connanro]

the unfortunate thing about properly getting into trc is that now i'm encountering fanfic where adam had been thoroughly woobified and/or twinkified. absolutely terrible.