#feel free to ignore but this delighted me LMAO

[streetslost]

@swevene | cont.

               SHOULDERS BOUNCED A SHRUG as she flickered attention back over to him briefly.  yeah… shopping was kind of out of the question for him personally, wasn’t it?  still, he had to get food somehow, right?  cat hadn’t SEEN anyone else roaming the halls, but maybe there was a not-beast somewhere wandering about.  the place was large enough that she might have missed their presence.  it really didn’t matter, and the inquiry was more just to distract than for any real need to know.

          if he was vicious, it was simply a tactic to stall him.  it didn’t appear he would behave as such however, so cat continued her rifling.  at least until the offer was made.  p a u s e, hand hovering before pulling back as though struck.  she pivoted on her heels to really glare upon him now, green depths narrowed intently.  the street rat had no desire to play games or be tricked, so caution preceded her approach.  still…

                    “...where is it?”

[mischievousmoony]

hi, ok i have another idea for a fic which again totally up to you to write!! but i had an idea with dad!james and r where their kid is like equally obsessed with their mum as james is with r and one day james decides to prank their kid by saying something bad about the r while their kid is present and the baby just goes off. i feel like you would do an amazing job with this! feel free to ignore too. have a perfectly splendid day!!

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"the baby just goes off" painted a hilarious picture of an infant yelling at his dad in my mind lmao. ty for the request this warmed my heart to write + special thanks to @moonpascal for chatting a little about kids, gave me the reassurance & inspiration i needed

𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜

⟢ dad!james potter x fem!reader ⊹ 1.1k ⟢ warnings/tags: fluff, dad/husband!james, mom/wife!reader, no use of y/n, no name for the son, idk how to write a child's dialogue tbh son's supposed to sound 4 years old

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James gladly goes out of his way to mention to anyone who will listen that his little one is unmistakably a Mummy's boy. From family to friends to the poor souls who bag his groceries, James will talk the ear off of anyone he can.

He finds it to be the most endearing thing in the world— the way that your son is as obsessed with you as James is. Always staying close and clinging to you, touching affection radiating from every hug and smile.

Today, as he watches his son run back and forth across the carpet, handing his mother block after block just to see her face light up after each gift, his awe and admiration are insurmountable.

Last night, James surprised you with a pair of earrings that you have been wishing for. When your face lit up upon receiving the little leatherette box, so did your son's. He didn't quite understand why you were so excited about some cube, but since then he's been trying to replicate your excitement with presents of his own.

"Oh my! Another one! Thank you, buddy," you beam, you're gratefulness and delight unwavering as he hands you the sixth block.

Your son giggles, bouncing in his spot as you inspect each side of the little wooden toy, telling him how much you adore the blue penguin painted on one of its faces.

That's another thing that touches James' heart: the tender nurture and care that you bestow upon your son with such unwavering devotion and warmth. It has James convinced that you must be the best mum in the entire world.

He might just melt at the sight of you now, kneeling happily in front of a growing pile of blocks as your son scurries back and forth, adding to your collection. James sits cross-legged to your right, resting his elbow on his knee and laying his head in his hand, watching the two he loves most in the world with hearts in his eyes.

You gasp, as if surprised when handed block number seven. "Oh, this is my favorite one yet. How did you know I love zebras?" you ask, your thumb tracing over the red acrylic paint on the side of the block.

By the time you have twelve, nearly half of his collection, you say, "I have a lot of blocks here, buddy, do you want to give some to Daddy?"

"No!" your son protests immediately, running off to his toy box for the thirteenth time.

You and James both chuckle, exchanging amused glances. Finding your son's reaction hilarious, James’s mischievous side has him dreaming up new ways to push his buttons. Your son thinks the world of you, and James is curious to see what the little guy will do if he claims otherwise.

"Well, what am I gonna do with all of this? Should I..."

You leave your son in suspense for a moment, and his hands hover over his toy box as looks at you, hanging onto your every word in anticipation.

"...build a castle!?"

“Yeah!” your son cheers, scooping three more blocks into his arms, thrilled to supply the bricks for your castle.

James nudges you, a sign of his upcoming playfulness. “You sure about that, bud? Mummy is absolutely rotten at building castles.”

Halfway across the carpet, your son stops in his tracks, glaring at his father as he tries to keep his blocks from falling out of his arms.

Stifling a laugh, you press your fingertips to your lips. By now, you’re used to James’ bursts of mischief, and you’re more than happy to sit back and let them play out. Unless you’re an active participant, of course.

You muster up a scandalized gasp as he reaches for your mountain of presents, claiming three blocks in one hand.

“No!” your little one complains, rushing to drop his three in your lap to replace the ones that James stole, “those are Mummy’s!”

“You sure Mummy deserves all these blocks?” James asks, starting to stack them into a tower, “You watch, I’ll build a castle that’ll make her’s look like rubbish.”

Your son hastily makes his way over to his dad, both arms extended as he collides with the tower and sends the blocks flying. "Stop it," he says as he scoops up the nearest block and runs it back over to you, shouting, "Mummy's castles are the best!"

He climbs into your lap, clutching onto the toy tightly as one of your arms wraps around him, and you feel your heart start to melt as you rub soothing circles into his back. You look over your son's head, your eyes sparkling with affection as you meet your husband's tender gaze.

Not having the heart to mess with him for very long, James concedes, "You're right, I'm not being very nice, am I?"

"Nuh-uh!" your son replies, shaking his head with exaggeratedly vigor, the curls he gets from his dad bouncing about.

"What can I do to make it up to her?" James asks, turning the ordeal into a subtle lesson as he dramatically feigns sorrow and despair over his actions.

"'Pologize," your son commands, his head swiveling to look at James expectantly over his shoulder.

James puts on his most sheepish, apologetic smile, looking from his son to you. "I'm very sorry. He's right, your castles are the best. Can you forgive me, love?"

"Aw, of course I forgive you," you say warmly, your amusement manifesting as a wide smile. You lean back so you can get a good view of your son's face when you tell him, "You know, I bet what Daddy really wants is to build a castle with us. I love your presents, bud, but we don't want to leave Daddy out do we?"

He looks down at the block in his little hand. "No," he replies shyly.

"So why don't you ask him to build a castle with us?" You give him a pat on the back before releasing him from your arms. "Go on," you coax.

He steps closer to James, holding the block close to his chest. "We can all build a castle," he offers.

"Yeah?" James' face lights up, and it's not for show. Genuine joy takes over his features as he ruffles your son's hair, responding, "I'd love nothing more, little man."

"But you have to be nice to Mummy!" he demands, his little voice firm and earnest as he looks up at James with wide, serious eyes.

"I promise, I will be on my best behavior," James assures him, his voice sincere as he gives a playful salute. That's enough for your son, because he finally awards James with his very first block, which he accepts with pride.

"Good!" your son cheers, already moving on to the pile of blocks to start stacking them as he proclaims, "Mummy is the best, and we have to show it!"

Your lips part as you suck in a breath, a quiet gasp. Receiving your son's affection never fails to make your heart swell.

You don't feel James' eyes on you, but he's watching— admiring, more like, as he takes in the way that you soften at your son's sweet words. A smitten smile plays at his lips as he agrees, "She is the best, isn't she?"

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[undertheorangetree]

Urgency

Summary: Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Warnings: MDNI 18+ NSFW. Female reader. Possessive/jealous sex. Against a wall lmao. Vaginal fingering. Mild exhibitionism. Reader is purposely riling him up. He calls her a whore but in a fun way.

Author’s Note: You can find the full fic on AO3 the link is below plz feel free to let me know what you think :))

The queen had spared no expense on her son’s nameday, that much is clear the moment she walks into the hall. Perhaps Prince Aegon had been involved in his own party planning as well, as there are flagons upon flagons of wine, ale, cider, and even a few vials of absinthe lining the walls of the great hall alongside all the mountains of food. It is the first party that she has experienced since marrying Prince Aemond six moons passed and she doubts she will ever see anything so extravagant ever again. She does not think even her wedding compared to this, with all the finery and gold and jewels that seem to be everywhere her turns.

She too had done her best to dress up for the occasion. She had been gifted a beautiful Lysene gown two moons ago, a pretty blue thing made of silk and chiffon, full of layers and very low cut. It showed off far more of her breast than she is used to and is too thin to wear a shift beneath. She had been unsure about it at first but now that she stood amongst all the lords and ladies of the court, she feels as though she fits right in. And besides, she has other plans for this gown besides simple fashion.

Her husband has been ignoring her. She does not know if he truly noticed it himself, but she had seen little and less of him these past few weeks. Running countless errands with the excuse of duty, squeezing in training and dragonriding whenever he is given space enough to breath. She thinks she has only really seen him when he collapses in their bed at night, pressing a tired kiss to her cheek before falling asleep just as his head hits the pillow. There has been no time allotted for her and though she does not blame him for it- she had noticed rather quickly that he has a tendency to be very one track minded- she will not allow for it to stand any longer.

So she had decided to wear her new blue dress to show him just what he has been missing out on. To remind him that his wife is young and beautiful and here and needed more from him than a half mumbled goodnight.

And, much to her delight, he seems to notice immediately. She watches elated as his eye widens almost comically at her approach, roving over her as if he can’t quite believe that she’s real. It is not difficult to ignore him as he has her, instead making her way to stand before Aegon. She wishes him a happy nameday, endures the drunken, lazy smile he gives her as he assures her it is a very happy day indeed, before skirting around the table to sit by Aemond’s side. She does not deign to look at him, staring straight ahead at the crowd before them, and lets out a heavy sigh. His eye had been boring into the side of her face but it darts down then, watches as her breasts rise and fall with her breath, and she suppresses the urge to look too smug.

Aemond has always been good at keeping himself composed and so she expected him to have more resolve, to sit and stare for only the Gods know how long while he quietly seethed. So she is almost surprised when she feels his hand close around the back of her chair, leaning in close only a few moments after she has sat down.

“What are you wearing?” he manages to ask, grit out between clenched teeth.

She smiles, doing what she can to seem oblivious as she turns to look at him, head tilted. “Do you like it? I wasn’t sure which one to wear but my maid and I narrowed it down to this and the purple dress from Qarth. Do you remember it? Should I have worn that one instead?”

The question is rhetorical, as he knows very well which dress she is talking about. An ambassador from the Free Cities had arrived with a whole host of gifts for the royal family, including two massive crates filled with dresses for herself and Helaena. The pretty Lysene dress she wore now had been among them, along with gowns from Bravvos, Meereen, Essos, and the like. She had forced Aemond to sit and watch as she tried them all on, the latest fashions from all over the eastern world. The purple Qartheen dress had been particularly memorable to him as there was only enough fabric in the bodice to cover one breast, the other bared entirely. He had deemed the show over at that point and had fucked her against the wall to show his appreciation for the gown.

She bites her lip to suppress a grin when his face flushes red at the memory, his knuckles gone white around the knife’s handle in his hand. She swears she can hear the wood creak under his grip on her seat as well and doesn’t think she would be surprised if it cracked under his hand.

Her head cocks in the opposite direction as she hums, wordless encouragement to answer her previous question, but she isn’t entirely sure he is listening to her anymore. His eye has darted down again, tracing along the lines of her gown and she indulges him, pushing her chest out a little farther. It is almost funny, how she has reduced him to this. He almost reminds her of Aegon in this moment, a comparison she knows he would loathe. And though it is unkind and she knows that she should keep her torture confined to this alone, she want to see how far she can push him. It has been weeks-three, to be exact- since they had an intimate moment alone together and her patience for abstinence has worn thin. If this is her moment to ensure that her husband’s attention is on her entirely, then she is going to leap at it.

She does not have to wait long for her first opportunity to present itself. Lord Erwin Lannister, some second or third cousin off the main branch of the family tree, has come forward to offer good tidings and the moment he is done with Aegon, he sets his sights on her. Despite the fact that Aemond is practically limp across her lap, little Lord Lannister approaches with his head held high, offering them both a polite bow. The way he takes in her gown, however, is anything but polite, eyes hungry as he stares.

“My lady, it would be an honour to have your first dance of the evening, if you would indulge me.”

Aemond’s mouth twists immediately. “I would think that honour should go to the lady’s husband, should it not?”

The confidence Lord Erwin had arrived with falters at her husband’s tone, but she is not about to allow this opportunity to pass her by. Not without putting up some kind of fight.

“But you’ve been so busy, my love,” she laments, pressing a loving hand to his chest. “You should rest. I’m sure my Lord Lannister would be more than happy to dance with me, would you not, my lord?”

“Of course, my lady,” Lord Erwin agrees, likely far faster than he should have.

She graces the young lord with a smile before turning to press a kiss to Aemond’s cheek. She flits away quickly, standing and joining Lord Erwin on the floor. It takes everything in her not to look back at him, not to revel in the way he is surely seething at the loss of her attention.

Luck continues to be on her side, as the dance the musicians are playing requires her to stand quite close to Lord Erwin. The dance is one she knows well, so she does not need to think as she follows the steps. Instead, she dares to glance toward Aemond as she dances around the young lord, hardly paying him any mind as she watches her husband. She does not think Lord Erwin minds, as he is staring at her chest so single mindedly she does not think he would hear her should she speak to him. Aemond’s gaze is even more intense. His eye is trained on her as if he cannot bare to turn away, his mouth twisted and face drawn in a way she can’t quite describe. She recognizes the rage in his eye when it shifts from her to Lord Erwin, face hardening further, and she turns to face her partner.

“Are you enjoying the fete, my lord?” She asks, keeping her voice low so that there is no risk of Aemond hearing.

Despite his initial confidence, he looks almost shocked that she is speaking to him now and has to take a moment before responding, likely trying to decipher what it is she has just said. “Yes, my lady. Are you?”

She presses a little closer to him as the dance requires, eyes darting up to catch sight of Aemond and his clenched jaw before she turns back to the young lord and smiles. “Oh, yes. I am enjoying it immensely.”

She dances four more dances with separate partners before Lord Erwin returns, his confidence returning now that he believes Aemond will not be storming in to throw him aside. And Aemond does not turn away from her the entire time, his eye boring into her so fiercely she thinks it would cause anyone else to shy away. But not her. Instead, it takes everything in her to keep her smirk at bay, chest light as pride bursts through her.

“If I may be so bold, my lady, you look particularly beautiful this evening. Is this a new dress?” Lord Erwin asks, eyes once again locked on her chest.

“It is, my lord. Thank you. It is my husband’s favourite, I think.”

Though Lord Erwin opens his mouth to respond, a voice cuts him off before he can, a rough hand clasping around her elbow. “We’re going to retire for the evening.”

Lord Erwin is forgotten immediately as she turns toward her husband, smiling politely. “We have barely been here an hour, husband. Surely it is poor manners to leave so soon.”

“We’re leaving,” he repeats, much more stern this time.

Read the rest here :)

[lara-cairncross]

Like in the Pixie Hollow movies, is Donnie not allowed to go to the mainland being a Tinker fairy. I assume Tinkerbell isn’t around to actually change that.

Additionally, because Mikey is “the most useless fairy in the world” does he not go bring spring? Is he sad about that? Does Donnie ever feel guilty for being the reason Mikey can’t go? (Last one is my suspicion)

(Sorry for multiple asks, feel free to answer both, or any future ones, together)

Never apologize for multiple asks!! You guys are so polite, but I promise I won't bite anyone's head off for asking me questions 😭😭 It's delightful!

First off: Welllllll. Technically Donnie isn't supposed to go to the mainland? But he doesn't really care about that rule, and neither do the other turtles, so they all collectively just kinda ignore it lmao. Plus, Donnie's talented enough that the ruler of the Hidden Hollow gives him a lot of leeway! Also-- you think Leo would let his brother be stuck in the Hidden Hollow? Nah. Leo's the reason the boys are able to see April in the human world so much, and he totally takes them around to wherever they wanna go if they ask him :DD

As for your second question: depends on where in the timeline you're asking about. Currently, no, Mikey doesn't help bring Spring-- for good reason, unfortunately.

Thirdly: Donnie feels guilty. Raph feels guilty. Leo feels guilty. Mikey feels guilty. It's a guiltfest! What do they all, specifically, feel guilty about? That's a spoiler! :D

[kurooo-is-here]

Hear me out. Drayton and Kieran with a mute s/o?

(Tbh I feel like Drayton would think they’re just shy for the first couple of interactions until someone tells him though lol)

Okay, I'm not super knowledgable about deaf or mute folks. But here's my best shot at this ask, if I am incorrect about anything please let me know!

My interpretation of this is that reader is deaf and communicates through sign language, and they cannot speak at all.

Drayton and Kieran with a mute/deaf Reader

(Ignore the snom gif I couldn't think of anything specific to use for this lmao)

Drayton:

Yeah, he's totally clueless at first. Doesn't get why you're doing odd hand motions instead of talking, but he figures everyone has their quirks. It really bothers you that he won't acknowledge it, so you ask Lacey to tell him for you.

When Drayton hears it from Lacey, he feels really bad and is immediately apologetic. He rushes over to you and attempts to apologize, then realizes he doesn't understand sign language at all, so he stumbles on his words a lot.

Lacey facepalms watching all of this go down, so she reluctantly teaches Drayton some basic sign language so he can get his apology across to you. He's delighted to finally be able to talk to you properly-- he has a crush on you, after all.

The rest of the Elite Four soon complains that Drayton studies sign language better than he studies for any of his classes, but he is absolutely determined to make things right with you. Lacey says she's never seen him work that hard!

When he finally confesses to you, he does it right. He makes sure he corrects himself if he messes up a sign, accidentally blurts out a few words while signing-- but you can tell he really means it. It warms your heart to see him trying so hard for you, despite his initial ignorance on the subject.

Drayton notices you get bullied a lot because you're some regular student hanging out with the big leagues (the BBA Elite Four). He IMMEDIATELY shuts down anyone who has the balls to talk shit in front of you knowing you can't hear them. That kind of vile behavior will never be tolerated on his watch.

He texts you a lot. He still talks to you through sign when he sees you in person, but since he's usually busy doing League Club work (or just pretending to be busy), he texts you when he has a moment of free time. At one point you changed his contact name on your phone to "The Drayster", which made his entire WEEK. He would NOT shut up about it.

Don't let this man figure out swears and silly insults in sign language, he's gonna use them all the time now. One time Crispin asked what Drayton was laughing about and he just signed "bullshit" in response which immediately had you on the floor in tears of laughter while Crispin looked SO confused.

Kieran:

Luckily he's more perceptive and understanding than Drayton, so he picks up on your disability right away. Turns out he already knew a bit of sign language from teaching himself too.

When you ask him how he knew sign language already, he just shyly responds that he wanted to be prepared for the event that he needed to communicate with Ogerpon through it for some reason.

He teaches himself a LOT more sign language after meeting you. He really wants to go the extra mile for his new friend and possible crush so he studies and does his research diligently.

Kieran already understands if you're socially awkward, because he's full of anxiety himself. He totally gets it if you need to rely on him to be your translator at any point.

He really loves you and has no problems with your disability, even if he has to try a little harder for you. And after a while, communicating with you becomes easier, which makes you really happy!

After the events of Indigo Disk, he becomes much more protective of you. He wants to become stronger so he can protect you from anyone who tries to bully you or hurt you. His Hydrapple is gonna have a word or two with whichever idiot tries to disrespect your name in his presence.

Whenever he greets you, he tries not to catch you off guard from behind or something, since you can't exactly hear him coming. He really tries to respect your boundaries too, so if you feel uncomfortable with anything he does, he understands.

Slightly unrelated, but Kieran definitely flips people off a lot. He tries to be less pissed when he's around you, but on his own? He's saying "fuck you" to a LOT of people.

One time he tried explaining to a guy about your disability, and the guy had the nerve to do the 👉👌 sign at you as some kind of sick joke... the BBA Elite Four found that guy beaten into a bloody pulp on the ground later. Kieran was taking NO prisoners that day.

[jasongracestan12]

Unpopular HoO ships I enjoy

Note: As always, these are all just my opinions. Please feel free to sound off in the comments or reblogs, but be nice, I'm sensitive 😢 Spoilers obvs

Also I mention Hazel in ships. Just know I'm not fond of the age gap she has with the rest of the seven in the books, and personally like to think of her in these ships as closer in age to these people. Anyways;

1. Leo/Frank - So so underrated. Maybe because I love enemies to lovers, idk. I just think these two have mad chemistry. They get each other the way others in the series don't get them, with the losses of their mom's and being dunked on constantly. They could be cringe fail losers together and it hurts!! That no one sees my vision. Tbh I feel like this should be more popular than Valgrace, but alas.

2. Leo/Frank/Hazel - I've been in the fandom since 2011, and at the time MoA came out, multiple people complained about this love triangle. They hated it as a plot point, and that's understandable, but listen to this. Solve it via throuple situation. Frank and Hazel have chemistry. Leo and Hazel have chemistry. So much opportunity for tension and yearning. What is cuter than Hazel going to Rome with her two boyfriends in that one scene from Mark of Athena? Nothing!

3. Piper/Reyna - Way before Piper was canonically sapphic, the tension in the scene with her and Reyna at the end of BoO was PALPABLE. When she took Reyna's face in her hands, I fully thought they were going to kiss even though Piper was with Jason LMAO. I love Jason, but I actually think it would be so iconic and low-key funny if they spent those books both wanting to be with Jason and at the end Piper was like "I don't want you to be in love with Reyna, because I'M in love with her 😢." And then she just started dating Jason's kind-of ex, leaving him out of the triangle completely, lol.

4. Reyna/Annabeth - This one I've seen a little bit more support for. I just think they'd be iconic. Annabeth's low-key sapphic tendencies did really jump out in their bonding scene in MoA. I like the idea of them being a baddie power couple, though I do feel it could result in a power struggle.

5. Drew/Jason - I have literally never seen this ship, but I actually think it may be so fun, especially if you are a big believer in the head canon that Drew should be redeemed in some way or was only really demonized because of her overt femininity, like I am. Jason makes a lot of comments about finding her attractive at the beginning of TLH, which I feel like most people ignore. A situation I think would be so interesting, because I'd love the drama lmao, would be if, after dating Piper, Jason actually gave dating Drew a try. I feel like chaos would ensue low-key lmfao, but it would be such a delightful little plot point.

Anyways, that's all I can think of at the moment. Let me know your thoughts.

[play-rough]

i only got around to reading your latest chapter today and it was such a delight! your work is always so incredibly cozy :) out of curiosity (and absolutely no insistence) would you ever consider/or have any interest in pet regression? i know agere trends more nonsexual (at least what i've seen of it) and pet play/regression doesn't but i think being a cherished pet (nonhorny) has the same cozyfying effect with even less thought necessary. sorry if this is too niche or too weird, feel free to ignore if so

I would! I am lowkey interested in pet regression and also I have some wips that really toe the line into pet regression lol. I agree has same cozy vibes, it’s the feeling of being loved and cared for because the person is genuinely invested in your wellbeing but yeah i haven’t really seen too much nonsexual pet stuff but tbh if there’s any person to destined to populate the non sexual pet play tag its me (dw it’s not weird. I don’t consider myself a furry but other people probably would bc i own a fursuit and regularly attend furry conventions lmao I’m like a casual enjoyer of the concept of being a furry 😭 point is this is a safe space for furries and pet regressors and anything related)

I think the only thing really stopping me (other than my mountain of project ideas) is pretty much all my pet experience comes from tiktok and idk it’s all pov you put your dog bed under your gamer boyfriend’s desk so you can snuggle under there while he plays fortnite 😭 while this would make a thrilling skk fic, it’s probably not what people want

pet regressors, what is comforting to you when you are in petspace? What activities do you do to play? What would you like your caretaker (owner? what’s the preferred terminology?) to do with you?

[susiecarter]

hi!! hope you're doing well!! just wanted to check in as you haven't updated your projects page in a while (not that you have to! but you're one of my fav writers of all time so just got worried) also, if you're seeing this, how goes the arranged marriage au? (and if u can sprinkle in some writing advice, that'd be great, tho srsly i feel like i'm asking a little too many things lmao so feel free to ignore)

/o\ :D Hi, anon, and thank you so much for checking in! No need to worry—I'm absolutely fine, I've just been ludicrously busy (my job changed somewhat at the end of last year and I acquired New Responsibilities; figuring out how to handle those and still have as much time as I need to write and to reply to comments has taken me six months :'D but I think I've mostly gotten the hang of it, hence me finally starting to catch up on my inboxes both here and on the AO3).

AND, ngl, I am absolutely delighted to hear that you were looking at the Projects page! :D That was honestly three-quarters me experimenting with the new theme I set up, haha (and the reason I threw a "last updated" date on there was 100% because if I got busy, I knew I was definitely going to start forgetting to update that sucker). I've updated it today, and the good news/bad news breakdown on the arranged marriage AU is: good news, I am still working on it; bad news, it is super not done. :'D I've got some other shorter stuff that should be done sooner than that (including some Bruce/Clark!), but I'm hoping to make that this year's Big Long Bruce/Clark Fic. Obviously I also have not made a whole lot of progress on some other things on that list :D but here's hoping I can fix that this summer!

As for writing advice, I've written a few posts in the past about my process, how I approach managing character identity, and my tl;dr thoughts on characterization, pacing, dialogue, and prose rhythm, if you haven't seen one or another of those! Honestly, working on my writing has been a real process of self-discovery for me :'D so I'd say my bottom-line "if you do nothing else, do this" of writing advice is: try things! Try different techniques, try outlining and not outlining, try doing writing exercises and not doing writing exercises, try sitting down to write a few hundred words each day and try only writing when you feel inspired to do it ... Everybody is different, everybody's brains and subconscious creative sources are different, and stuff that works for other people might work for you or it might not, but you won't know if you don't try it all multiple ways and see which approach feels the best to you.

Personally, I used to not outline at all, and I wrote the scenes that came to me in my head first and then went back to fill in the gaps—and that worked okay, it was fine, but as it turns out I'm MUCH better off when I outline every! single! time! and also my odds of completing a story I'm working on increase about 5,000% if I write it straight through from start to finish. I thought I knew what worked the best for me! I was wrong! :'D But I wouldn't have found out I was wrong if I hadn't decided to try outlining, and then decided to ditch how other people outline and outline in the way that worked for me, and then tried writing straight through, tried writing every single day and sucked at it BUT trying to write every day is actually good for me, it's just I have to let myself not do it if it's not working, &c &c. So, yeah, try stuff, don't get too stuck on doing anything one specific way, and sooner or later you'll figure out how you work, what gets your brain doing its best writing, and you'll be able to get it to do its best writing more and more often. :D

[idyllic-affections]

HI can you do me a favor and help me figure out baizhu?? i love his character but i have never played genshin impact and watching through walkthroughs? yeah no thanks (i mean cmon 48 hour walkthrough JUST for inazuma??

like, his personality and lore? i mean, i'm doing my own research about him rn by reading through the wiki and ill also watch cutscenes later but i just need some insight!! u can 100% just use this to rant about him, i am desperate 💔 how does one write for him!! how do you write for him!? help 😭😭i love him sm i wanna write him AT LEAST a bit accurate to character

if you don't mind of course! feel free to ignore this! take it easy aph, have a great day!!💞💞

aph's baizhu analysis.

hi kaiser hello <333 that is SOOO valid tbh inazuma specifically is a headache for multiple reasons... i think i'm going to watch someone else play the fontaine archon quest (...i did this with baizhu's story quest too LMAO) because i have no genshin motivation, but there are a couple people who are wanting to hear my thoughts about lyney lynette & freminet. THAT'S NOT THE POINT THOUGH I WOULD BE SO DELIGHTED TO HELP YOU FIGURE OUT BAIZHU i love him so much he is so dear to me... as a professional baizhu liker i would be glad to help you out. if you need me to, i can explain anything in more detail! just let me know <33

first and foremost, baizhu is generally a very gentle, benevolent, and patient character. he's got sass to him, but generally is very kindly about everything he does. also my guy is so stubborn. god. he is so stubborn.

^ additionally, he is well-trusted by children because of his soft demeanor. they generally aren't scared of check-ups performed by him.

regarding his stubborness, baizhu tests his own medication on himself. he will also poison himself to gain a better understanding of what poison he's working with. he's stubborn with things like his own health and the way he tests medications.

now, this may be more of a headcanon, but... about baizhu's supposed cowardice. yeah. i don't think that's true. do you know the distinction between being harmless and being peaceful? one who is harmless can cause no damage. one who is peaceful can cause damage, but chooses not to. i believe baizhu is peaceful, not harmless. to me, his supposed cowardice is... not genuine. i don't see it, but this opinion may vary depending on who you ask i think.

he is a good-hearted person canonically...

...however.

bro also, canonically, has shady business practices. i personally write these business practices in a very particular way; that being, baizhu overcharges people who he knows can afford to be overcharged. he overcharges the wealthy.

^ similarly, baizhu may sometimes charge nothing at all. he does this when he knows someone can't afford what they need. he generally does his best to make healthcare accessible. he's so real for that.

this is a little headcanon-y, but baizhu cannot stand people claiming to heal illness through piety and faith. he fucking hates that.

^ that headcanon is based off of the fact that he has legal dealings with yanfei about people selling fake medication and whatnot.

i don't know if you know baizhu's entire backstory yet, but the general idea is that changsheng is something akin to an adeptus and has been making contracts with people to keep herself alive for (presumably) a few centuries.

her power enables her hosts to use what baizhu refers to as a "secret art" to heal folks ailed by anything from injuries to poisonings... but of course, there is a drawback. the user of this art transfers whatever their patient is suffering from onto their own body. this is why baizhu is disabled and chronically ill; he has taken on probably every condition known to man fr but we love him for being so kind.

changsheng can only make contracts with pure of heart people. people who aren't genuinely, truly good literally are not viable for her contract. she will die without a host (presumably because her power is slowly draining and she can no longer sustain herself without the support of another being's life force).

^ going off of that, this is part of the reason why baizhu seeks immortality (and do be sure to remember that his pursuit is not a secret. literally all of liyue knows AJSKSHAKFHF... but do also keep in mind that changsheng's contract is a secret so he doesn't tell people about that part). he doesn't want her to die, but he also doesn't want another person to take up her contract and continue the cycle. i also like to think that he doesn't want to leave qiqi alone but that's just me being insane over dad!baizhu he's so fatherly in my brain please hear me out on this one /lh

to stop qiqi from fulfilling orders, if i recall correctly, someone would have to hug her and tell her they love her the most. baizhu does this, but the effect is greatly diminished when he says it. the only reason baizhu sounds insincere when he tells qiqi "i love you the most" is because he believes every life has equal value. he loves her, but not the most, because he is enamored with life in general. this detail about his character is often the topic of angst in fic, but it's important to remember that baizhu is not incapable of love because of it. he is just... not someone who would put ultimate value on one life, because again, he believes all life has equal value.

yes, he does use qiqi for his own ends and research about immortality HOWEVER. however. he is not neglectful or abusive in any way towards her. he treats her well.

because she is a character closely related to baizhu, here's a little detail for the silly snake: changsheng canonically has no filter. she says whatever the fuck comes into her little brain. she's silly. i adore her. she is not bad though! her intentions are generally good.

baizhu doesn't like taking things from people for free. he has difficulty accepting gifts... which often come from the general population of liyue.

generally, what i find to be helpful when learning to write a new (playable) character is reading their voicelines and lore. reading voicelines can help you figure out any particular speech patterns or diction that characters are inclined towards using!

i promise i am not trying to advertise my fics LMAO but if you need a reference, and you want to see how i write him personally, please let me know! i have a few pieces in which i feel like i wrote him well.

i love when people ask me to help with characterization ausskgkgng so if there's anything else i can do please don't hesitate to say so <3

[aingeal98]

My favourite thing about the buffy fandom is that the show is filled with evil awful men who consistently drag Buffy down and make her miserable but fandom will ignore all that to focus on a few of the traumatized child soldiers who are either orphans or have abusive parents and they'll be like hmm actually THIS character sucks and is the worst because they were not nice to Buffy. If I ignore everything else and focus only on a handful of episodes it proves that they were horrible people the entire time and Buffy deserves better. The only one who was REALLY there for Buffy is MY fave.

(Their faves tend to spend a solid third of their screen time being misogynistic but shhhh no trust me he GETS Buffy like no one else. It's a special romantic bond, dark gothic horror or whatever. He calls her a bitch 10 times but look how sad he is when she finally snaps.)

Like absolutely Buffy deserves better she deserves therapy and a fresh start and healthy boundaries but we simply wouldn't have a show if they weren't all messed up kids with ptsd who hurt each other horribly and the love that saves them is also what dooms them, an endless vicious cycle until the whole city collapses. They start off as friends and end up as... something else. Buffy and Xander and Dawn are family and no matter what happens or how shitty they are to each other at times nothing can change that loyalty. It doesn't matter if x or y deserves better they're never going to go searching for it they've simply been through too much trauma for anyone else to come close! Willow would need an entire other post to summarize the friendship development she and Buffy go through but it's so good exactly because of how it goes from sweet to pure pain and grief.

Everyone is free to like and dislike whoever they want but I do feel bad for people who genuinely hate Buffy's friends because what a miserable way to watch the show considering what a huge part of it they are lmao. Yeah yeah Angel and Spike scarred her for life and their love is so powerful whatever. Willow literally will not let Buffy stay dead she is going to get an A in best friend sidekick, something that is normal to want and possible to achieve. Buffy has no choice in this she's the hero so get your ass out of heaven girl we need you to pose and fight monsters so Willow can pretend to have self esteem. Oh you got shot? Walk it off bullet fixed. You might be needed later if the one who healed you decides not to kill the entire world.

Cordelia and Anya take turns being the funniest and most refreshingly straightforward person on the show. Tara is genuinely lovely and I am so sorry Willow and the Scoobies happened to her but it is very nice that they all get a kind friend who stays kind until the end. Dawn is so fascinating her life is a horror story and she wasn't even real at first or there at all for the first four seasons and yet I clap and cheer whenever Buffy gets extra violent with the people that hurt her. Xander... yeah no I get the Xander hate fully he's exhausting especially as a teen. But the fact that the mental wellbeing of two of the most powerful people on this planet is tied to the aliveness of Just Some Guy? It's delightful. He made friends with a shy autistic girl in kindergarten and they later both trauma bonded to Buffy and it saved the world. Amazing.

[fat-butch-dyke]

FOR THE ANGST PROMPTS :D

Puzzle boys + "that's a lie. that's a filthy lie" + "don't touch me" :DDDDDD

Okokok this came out way longer than I meant for it to and probably makes like no sense forgive my silly smooth brain

For context me and my friend were talking about how sad a reincarnation AU for the puzzleboys would be so this is kinda based on that ajdnsn

I hope you enjoy despite the non existent editing and high word count lmao thanks so much!

Atem felt like the world was shattering around him, delicate glass fading into sand and burying him alive. He could feel the ground swaying under him, his knees wobbling as he took in the sight before him.

Yugi had been forced to the ground, his knees splayed wide in his effort to keep himself from falling fully forward, his delicate robes askew like he'd just gotten ripped out of bed. The mess his curls made around his head confirmed that theory, silk scarf half hanging off them. Big eyes watered as they looked toward Atem, relief flashing through them followed quickly by fear. He still looked beautiful. So beautiful and so afraid.

Atem fought against the nausea welling up inside him, his mind screaming at him to run, to grab Yugi, to flee. But he trusted the people in the room with him, surely they had an explanation for this. It'd better be a good one, seeing Yugi treated so roughly only managed to fan the flames of his anger.

Akenaden glanced toward Atem and he tensed at the coldness he found there, the sharp ice looking down at him. He should be as familiar to Atem as anyone, he'd spent his whole life under his care. But the man before him felt like a stranger, a cold shell of the person who'd taught him how to handle a blade and ride a horse. Was this truly the man who'd stood by him while he'd grown up? The man his father had called a friend? Something about him felt off and his voice was just as foreign as the rest of him, sending a sharp sense of dread through Atem.

"I think we've finally found the root cause of all our problems recently," he said coldly, his eyes narrowing as he glanced at Yugi. The Pharaoh tensed, hands clenching into fists as he watched Akenaden circle around Yugi, like a vulture looking for its meal. Yugi kept his head down, soft curls obscuring his face but Atem couldn't miss the tears that fell down his cheeks and the sight of them made his heart ache painfully. "With each year more of our crops suffer, more animals die, famines caused by your hand." Akenaden reached down to grab a fistful of Yugi's hair, pulling him up and ignoring the pained cry he let out, in fact he seemed almost delighted by the sound, grinning sharply as he leaned in to watch Yugi's face scrunch up. Yugi stumbled, forced to his feet and he tried grabbing the hand that had an iron grip in his hair, gasping painfully. "All because of you. What have you to say for yourself?"

"That's a lie," Yugi choked, his voice shaking as he tried fighting against the hands that held him. He looked so frail, delicate and afraid and he looked toward Atem pleadingly. "A filthy lie, I promise I would never-"

Akenaden scoffed and Atem's eyes widened as cold looking steel was pressed against Yugi's throat. The small whimper he let out sent panic coursing through Atem's body, his eyes widening and he stumbled in his haste to rush toward Yugi. He didn't get far, the tight grip of someone's hand on his arm holding him in place. Atem was too weak to break free from it, only managing to tremble as he stared toward Yugi. His throat tightened and he cursed himself for his cowardice, shame curling in his stomach as his feet stayed firmly locked in place.

"Like we'll believe anything you have to say sorcerer," Akenaden snapped, pulling Yugi's head back sharply. More tears fell down his cheeks and he shook his head, letting out an anguished noise as the blade was pressed tighter against him.

"I didn't! I would never A-At…Pharoah please," he choked, his hand reaching for Atem's desperately. "Please I promise, I didn't do anything I-"

"I know," Atem said quickly. "I know Yugi, you're going to be ok I promise." He stumbled but managed to pull himself away from the person holding him. He didn't know who it was, he couldn't be bothered to look. That blade was moving dangerously closer to Yugi and Atem wouldn't allow it, he had to keep moving. He had to-

Strong hands held him firm, gripping his upper arms to pull him back. Atem fought against them, trembling as more hands moved to hold him, a seemingly unending amount of them. "Don't touch me!" He snapped, trembling at the sudden chills that surrounded him. The room felt frigid and dark and Atem turned his panicked gaze back towards Yugi. "Akenaden! Take your hands off him or I swear I'll-"

"You've ensnared him," Akenaden growled in Yugi's ear, his almost joyous tone sending a harsh shudder through Yugi. Silent tears fell down his cheeks and his grip tightened on his robes, trying desperately to keep them closed. "So you could lead to his downfall, I know you."

"Please," Yugi gasped, swallowing thickly and letting out a weak whimper. A small droplet of blood trailed down his throat, the cool bite of steel making him tremble. "I would never I…I love him. I wouldn't- I haven't!"

Atem froze, the sight of Yugi's blood slowly trickling down his skin making every hair on Atem's body stand on end. More hands tried to calm him, tried to pull him away from Yugi.

Atem fought like a cornered animal, biting and clawing at whatever he could reach in his desperation to get to Yugi. If he could just reach Yugi he could keep him safe, he could take him away. Atem shoved another set of hands off, watching Yugi's face crumble as Akenaden whispered something undoubtedly cruel to him. "Yugi!" Atem choked, shoving the last set of hands off himself and dashing forward. His feet slid over the floor, almost tripping him up but that didn't matter, not when he was so close to- "Yugi!"

Everything happened so quickly after that and yet it almost felt like slow motion to Atem, the world almost freezing around him. Metal sliced across Yugi's throat harshly while Atem stared, sending a sickening spray of blood over the front of his robe. His hands weakly scrambled to grip his throat, trying desperately to staunch the flow as he staggered away from Akenaden. Atem could tell it wouldn't work, the blood flowing between his fingers was enough of an indicator that this was beyond anyone's ability to heal. Yugi looked like he realized that too, fear in his eyes giving way to panic before going soft.

Atem's heart felt like it had been petrified, an aching stone in his chest as he staggered forward. Yugi reached for him weakly as he stumbled and their palms slid together, slick with blood. 

Atem wrapped his arm under him without thinking, choking on a shaky sob and holding him tightly as they fell to the ground together. Yugi was dead weight, his mouth opening uselessly as Atem held him tighter to his chest. He could feel the warmth of Yugi's  blood soaking through his clothes, staining his skin, perhaps forever. 

Yugi trembled in his grip, eyelids fluttering as he reached a weak hand up to cup Atem's cheek. He leaned into it and gasped at the soft feeling of Yugi's thumb brushing under his eye, wiping his tears. He hadn't even realized he'd been crying.

"L…l…lo-ve," Yugi rasped, his lips stained red and shaking. Atem's heart screamed, every fiber of his being quaking as he fought desperately to pull Yugi tighter against himself.

"No no, no no shut up," he choked, his voice shaking as his shoulders curled around Yugi protectively. "Don't you dare say it, you aren't…you aren't going anywhere Yugi, ok? Please don't go anywhere, please I'm so sorry-"

Yugi's finger pressed against Atem's lip softly, warm copper filling his mouth and Atem desperately held him there. 

"L…lo…ve…you," Yugi rasped, his voice weak and fading but Atem heard it. His grip tightened on Yugi's hand, holding him closer as he pressed his lips against his forehead, sending up a desperate prayer to any God that would listen to him. Please, please someone. I'm begging, don't take him away from me.

"I love you," he choked, cupping Yugi's cheek. Yugi's smile felt as radiant as it had always been, barely marred by the ugliness of his fate. Atem could see the light leave Yugi's eyes, could pinpoint the exact moment death took his dearest away from him. Unfair. Cruel.

Atem felt every muscle in him give out at once until he was hunched over Yugi, his body wracked with terrible sobs. They echoed around him and should've pained his throat, should've torn at him and caused him discomfort. He couldn't feel any of that. He couldn't feel anything.

"Now that that's been handled," a cruel voice said behind him. Atem didn't turn toward it, he didn't care. He kept his eyes on Yugi, gently tracing his fingertips over his face, trying to memorize it so he could find him again. Please let me find him again. "You know what to do. Take the Pharaoh's crown."

Atem could sense the movement behind him, he was sure he could almost see the blade still dripping with Yugi's blood being lifted, aimed towards him-

Then everything went black.

–

Atem's eyelids fluttered softly and he groaned, lifting his arms to stretch before settling back in on the couch. He glanced down with a soft smile, taking in the form laying on top of him with a low hum. The TV droned on and Atem could see Yugi's lips quirk up as he nestled into his chest further, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Hmm whatcha' watchin'?" Atem asked groggily, gently trailing his hand up Yugi's back. He shifted slightly, practically preening under the attention.

"A documentary," Yugi murmured softly, glancing up at Atem with a warm smile. "About an ancient Pharaoh. It's kinda a sad one though, don't know if you-" Yugi paused, his brow furrowing as he reached a hand up to cup Atem's cheek. "Hey, are you ok? You're crying."

Atem blinked slowly, pulling back from Yugi's hand and glancing at it with a small frown. His tears glistened softly on the tips of Yugi's fingers and he quickly wiped at his face, his brow furrowing tightly as he stared at his damp palms.

"Yeah I…I don't know," he murmured roughly. "I just…"

Yugi stared at him, his smile softening comfortingly. "Were you dreaming?" He asked, leaning up to kiss Atem softly. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Atem shook his head. "I don't …really remember it," he murmured weakly. "It just…it was sad, I think."

Silence stretched between them for a long moment before Yugi sat up, gently taking Atem's hand to pull him closer. The documentary carried on in the background and Atem glanced toward it, his brow furrowing as he took in the ancient tomb being displayed. His heart tightened uncomfortably, something inside him knotting up as he stared at the screen. Yugi glanced toward him, gently tangling their fingers together.

"It's talking about a young Pharaoh," Yugi said softly, lifting Atem's hand to kiss his knuckles. "And his lover. Apparently they were betrayed and…murdered together."

"That's…fuck, that's tragic," Atem breathed, lacing his fingers with Yugi's. 

Yugi nodded slowly, leaning against Atem's arm with a soft sigh. "They were at least buried together," he murmured quietly. "Someone remained loyal to the Pharaoh, or maybe their killer felt some remorse. Hard to know for sure."

Their gazes turned back toward the screen, staring at the set of mummies being shown to them. Something about them felt heartbreakingly familiar in a way neither of them could place, their hearts aching softly as they leaned against each other.

"I hope they're happy together," Yugi said quietly, leaning his head on Atem's shoulder. 

"So do I," Atem breathed, a lone tear sliding down his cheek before he curled over Yugi. "So do I."

[the-lonelybarricade]

I very well may be going off the walls with this one but do you have a feysand monster fucking recs list? I feel like there’s a decent amount recently which makes me very… happy 🤪 FEEL FREE TO IGNORE IF ITS TOO WEIRD LMAO

Happy Halloween Eve anon! I've been trying to save this one because I know that there will be more spooky Feysand coming out in celebration, but I've decided I'm just going to reblog this post to add them so that y'all can all get in the spooky, monster-fucking spirit 😌

For the sake of brevity, let's assume the majority of these are dub-con and enter at your own risk.

Beast!Rhys

Five Times The Beast Was Subdued (and the One Time it Wasn't) by @the-lonelybarricade

Poltergeist Darling by @thesistersarcheron

Would You Like Me On My Knees? by @starfall-spirit

Bejewled by @thesistersarcheron

Vampire!Feysand:

Bite Me, Prick by @elentiyawhitethorn

Violent Delights by @the-lonelybarricade (I hear she's nice)

Invisible Thread by @a-courtofdreams

The Creature of Nótt by @msfeyredarling

Enchanted, Enthralled by @popjunkie42

Crimson Moon by @velidewrites

Demon!Feysand:

Pretty Little Witch by @abraxos-and-ataraxia

The Music of the Night by @the-lonelybarricade

and if I get burned, at least we were electrified by @quakeriders

Bound for More by starry_soul (not technically a demon b/c the monster is never specified)

Gods!Feysand:

I'd Rather Be a Real Nightmare by @separatist-apologist

No Slow Dancing in the Dark by @iambutmortal

The Sandman by @velidewrites

werewolf!Feysand:

Tell Me I'm a Wreck by @separatist-apologist

Howling Moon by @writtenonreceipts (not monsterfucking per se, but a really fun story that I recommend!!)

Other Monster Varieties:

Meet Me In the Woods by @paranoidbagel - baobhan sith Feyre x human Rhys

Be a Doll, Darling by @the-lonelybarricade - Possessed sex doll Rhys x human Feyre

High Tide Came And Brought You In by @separatist-apologist - seamonster Rhys x human Feyre

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(If you know of any more monster feysand fics, please let me know and I will add them!)

[crenna]

tis I.

your Annoying Tumblr Mutual, here once more to ask thee questions !!

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

ೃ⁀➷ fav holiday?

ೃ⁀➷ comfort film?

ೃ⁀➷ how many languages can you speak?

ೃ⁀➷ celebrity crush? (tehe)

ೃ⁀➷ if you could hang out with someone (dead or alive) for 24 whole hours, who would it be? :3

ೃ⁀➷ song that never fails to make you feel *something*? (and what is that feeling?)

as always, feel free to ignore this, I won't take it personally!! after all, I am The Annoying Tumblr Mutual :)

okayyy baii, ty for being my mutual, I appreciate youuu <3.ೃ࿐

hihihi Lovely Tumblr Mutual, always a delight to see you in my inbox!! thank you for sending me stuff again!! 💗 here we go hehe:

ೃ⁀➷ fav holiday?

christmas!! i’ve always been such a christmas girlie, idk i just love the magical atmosphere and spending time with my family and friends? also the FOOD idk if other countries have the same gingerbread cookies as we do in finland but i’m obsessed with them <3

ೃ⁀➷ comfort film?

i don’t have just one, but i always come back to the star wars movies once in a while! also a shoutout to legally blonde and all those christmas romcoms that literally all have the same plot, always puts me in a good mood <3

ೃ⁀➷ how many languages can you speak?

two fluently (finnish and english), one at an average level (swedish) and two just a little bit (japanese and german)!

ೃ⁀➷ celebrity crush? (tehe)

i hate to admit that i actually don’t have a celebrity crush 😭 i do have many fictional crushes tho 👀💕

ೃ⁀➷ if you could hang out with someone (dead or alive) for 24 whole hours, who would it be? :3

THIS IS SUCH A DIFFICULT BUT GOOD QUESTION like if it could be anyone?? i’m tempted to say stephanie garber because i have some questions after reading a curse for true love lmaooo

but like it’d be such a good opportunity i’d have to Think About It and i’d probably choose someone else after all <3

ೃ⁀➷ song that never fails to make you feel *something*? (and what is that feeling?)

ohhhh there are so many but i’m gonna go with this super cute song called you will always be the one (by loving caliber)! it always gives me this soft and warm and happy and safe feeling 💗

all of these ended up so long LMAO i appreciate you tooo, i hope you’ll have a lovely day!! <3

[signedkoko]

hello! i would like a hazbin hotel matchup pls

ima straight woman, my mbti is estp and ima aquarius sun virgo moon and cancer rising if that means anythin to u lmao

im 5'0 (sadly 😭) and i have long wavy black hair w red streaks, i usually straighten it tho. idrk how to describe my style but if i had to id say like the stereotypical y2k grunge girl look (think tara yummy) im also rly into makeup n wear eyeshadow n big ass lashes like everyday 

im kinda all over the place personality wise, but most of the time im rly energetic and always making jokes n laughing, i also love partying n going out but i need to have sum time at home too or else i get burnt tf out, im always there for the ppl i care abt even if we aint that close if someone ever comes to me for advice or anythin i always help as much as i can, i also am very very anxious but i usually keep it underwraps unless somethin triggers it and i also have a lottt of trust issues n lowkey be thinkin everyone out to get me sumtimes

i honestly dont have a lot of interests, i rly love music fashion n makeup tho, i take any excuse i can to dress myself up even if i aint goin nowhere, i listen to almost any type of music but my favs are the weeknd, lana del rey, rob zombie, and stunna girl

in a relationship im also pretty all over the place, i love very intensely n i overthink a lot n need a lot of reassurance but i tend to focus on my partners needs a lot more than mine, but if my partner brings it up i wont lie to them n if the overthinking gets rly bad to the point i cant ignore it ill bring it up, im also very clingy n always wanna be w my partner or talkin to them in sum way, im very thoughtful n love spoiling my partner w affection n gifts (usually homemade cuz im broke 💀)

ik this is rly long i tried my best to make it as short as possible mb 😭 but i hope u have a great day n thank u for doing my request :)

You got…Lucifer!

No need to worry about height because you are both the same! If not an inch or two apart, His hat, fortunately, makes it seem like he's the taller of the two of you.

Lucifer is very...fashionable? Man himself, so he really likes seeing the time you put into your outfits. They are a lot less crisp and white than his, but what's more interesting than things he isn't? Your make-up is a lot more mature than his, though, so you have two completely different dressing and makeup areas so as not to mix up his bright colours with your shadowy palettes.

When it comes to people, he has plenty of trust issues. After his wife left him without much explanation, followed by his descent into depression, it takes a lot for him to really be open to people. This made a lot of your relationship-building quite awkward, which in turn made it funny.

He loves your laugh, and he's glad you enjoy jokes because he really has way too many to count! He's got a pun for every letter in the alphabet. Even if it isn't appropriate, if it means cheering you up, he will go to some crazy lengths. He loves it when you laugh at his jokes, and he will definitely get competitive with anyone who tries to compete.

Lucifer really could use your advice, and in turn, he has a lot of wisdom. Some of your longest conversations are those where you both sit in a quiet, dark place after a long day and share feelings, worries, and solutions. He's lived a long life and seen almost everything the world has to offer, and if you ask him for a taste of his knowledge, he is absolutely thrilled that he can be of use to you.

Dedication is what he feels. Lucifer has every love language and accepts any at all in return; he has everything in his grasp, so what you want is all yours. The fact that you are clingy is just a plus, because it assures him that you do actually love him and that he does actually get to enjoy his days with you.

Any homemade gifts you make are met with utter delight. All he does these days is craft rubber ducks, so you are free to venture into his workshop and use what you need to make your items. Lucifer believes what is made by an individual is the most vulnerable gift to give. 

Expect a lot of fast, loving emotions and busy days every day! Lucifer will make you feel loved and special, and he will make sure you smile at least once a day in his company.

Author’s Note - Your runner up was Valentino! But if you ask me, Lucifer is a much better bet.

[jenny-from-the-bau]

apologies in advance for this longass ask and feel free to ignore it if you want, but i have thoughts i want to share with the class lol :). whenever people talk about transmasc or enby jj (which to be fair is not often) i feel like i always see it being in relation to jemily (nothing wrong with that, i love jemily) but i think we should talk more about transmasc/enby jj and willifer.

jj is super nervous to come out because they love will so much and they're afraid he's gonna leave them if they're not a woman anymore. they get so in their head about how this isn't what will signed up for and how this makes them a bad mom/parent and this is going to mess henry up somehow, but will is immediately supportive. sure, this isn't necessarily what he expected when he started dating jj, but he loves them so much, regardless of their gender.

will never messes up jj's pronouns, and he knew to stop calling them jennifer without ever being asked. jj loves that they can share clothes now, and will delights in taking jj to his barber so they can get their first haircut. when jj first starts medically transitioning, will is super excited to get to administer their testosterone shots and it makes him super happy to see how happy jj becomes as they finally become more comfortable in their body. (also he loves sucking their t-dick).

the morning after they first came out, jj goes to make themself a coffee as usual and they notice that their "world's best wife" mug from last mother's day has been scribbled over with sharpie and changed to "world's best wife spouse". they look over at will to ask about it and they can see that he's drinking out of his favourite mug, which has also been scribbled over and changed to "i ❤️my wife spouse". will explains that he ordered new mugs online last night but this is his solution until the new ones arrive, and jj just smiles and wonders why they had ever been so scared to tell will

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i love this so much!!

i do wanna link a smutty nb JJ/Hotch fic I have in case you wanna read it: Well-Suited

I also have an nb Jotchniss fic with a nice jj/hotch moment: Two Princes

Okay, for the rest of the ask:

I feel like if I wrote it, Will would stumble a bit because so much of his flirting and his pet names are about JJ bring a woman, but he'd like have his heart in the right place for sure. He'd be the one asking about haircuts and sharing clothing and joking that they were already more muscular than him.

Will being like "you already peg me, so..." lmao

also! Imagine him already knowing. Like he sensed something was up and he'd been subtly trying to use less feminine language and like encouraging JJ to pursue muscle and when JJ comes out, Will tells him that he used to kiss boys in high school and he'd kinda always wanted to kiss a guy again.

JJ starts wearing the same cologne as Will and using the same soaps. Will teaching JJ to shave 😭

[boxfullaturtles]

Now that we're entering into 2024, I'm asking some artists and writers that I follow:

1) What is the one piece you're most proud of from this past year?

2) What are some pieces that you would have liked more people to see? If you can include links, I'd love to go check them out!

3) What were your top three favorite pieces (art, comics, fics, etc) that someone else has made this past year?

(As always, no pressure to respond! Feel free to just ignore, or let me know if you'd rather I not send you these kinds of asks in the future.)

Oh man, let's see...

1) I think my fave turtle art I've done is this Residuum fan art. I mean, it's my banner haha. But the art overall that I am most proud of that I did this year, is this art of one of my friend's Splatoon OCs. I drew WATER and it turned out so friggin awesome! When it comes to writing, I'm just really happy with Mortal Shell! Really honored to work with two super awesome artists and I had a blast working on it!

2) Well I'd always love more attention on Adagio in Green heh,,, It's my post-movie recovery fic and I've put so much love into it. These boys are basically getting everything except a space arc lol

3) Only THREE!? Dang. Okay. Uh. Hm. Okay, first three that came to mind, in no particular order: Of course there's Residuum. Residuum, my beloved. Residuum, whom I dream about. Residuum, whose hand I ask for in marriage. Residuum that delights me so much, I cannot explain to you how much I absolutely LOVE Residuum. I am gay for Residuum. In the same vein, The Lemonade Leak occupies my mind so much, the terror of it consumes me. The storytelling and the twists are phenomenal and it drives me insane. Drives me absolutely mad, it's so damn good. Shit. Just picking three is too hard. I can't just pick three. There's so much I love that this fandom has created... Fuck it. We ball. Here's a handful of creators that make some REALLY awesome stuff that I love!

dandylovesturtles - writes awesome fics and has spectacular ideas! intotheelliwoods - delightful art style and 2 Arms Left has left me with severe emotional damage abbeyofcyn - the art the aaaarrrtttt oh my god, the expressions and use of color! and Krang Infection is phenomenal, I love it so much venelona-turtle-den - made the wonderful Ghost Leonardo, which ended with me having to explain Rise TMNT to my therapist lmao turtlesoupswimmer - The Lemonade Leak. I don't need to say anything else. I am inspired and I am wrecked. thedawningofthehour - The Dawning of the Hour series is slow burn torture and is one of the few things that have made me shout "FUCK YOU" and slam my laptop closed. sassatello - gorgeous art, love the style, love the colors, love the line art! I'm saving for a commission :3

And a special shout out to tmnt-event-blog for the Halloween event and the Window Decorating event! Looking forward to what other fun stuff they host!

anyway, i've definitely forgotten to mention some stuff but! this is the stuff that i thought of off the top of my head lol

happy new year everyone!