#feeling right now x.x

[mutantmuses]

so my partner & i are going through the marvel movies and watching them all in order....there are SO MANY i missed throughout the years. ooops xD

[justonefeather]

I didnt want to like derail or overtake a post by adding tags but my brain is trying to process this and I'm "talking out loud" about it here..

Regarding like unlearning all of the things society decided to imprint on me/us about black folks and poc. I wish had like. Concrete steps i could read so i could take them, if that makes sense. Like i try to be good at learning people-related things. But it's hard to understand when someone says you should just know [x] because it's not like i wouldn't love to know or I'm not trying to figure it out. I think it's one of those "things you don't know you don't know" situations. Like I understand that a lot of the way our society is built is detrimental to many peoples ability to live and live comfortably. And i understand some things will effect other people more than me because of things like their skin or heritage or some other trait. l guess i don't know how to find like. The answer to how do I make things better. Being considerate is cool but i feel like it's not enough. I just don't know how to get to what would be enough? And i don't know what string to put in a search engine in order to find that.

[shoyoist]

perv!bachira got me feeling some type of way bro

content: slightly dubcon, groping, pervy thoughts. giggles he's making me feel some type of way too now x.x<3

perv!bachira who bumps into you in hallways, then grabs you and pulls you into his chest — “whoops! you okay?” he gives you the sweetest smile, distracting and adorable. “sorry, almost knocked you down there didn't i?” he acts cute, embarrassed like he didn't mean to do it, when really he just wanted to cop a feel. and he does. slides his hands up your body and squeezes just right — smirking when he feels your breath hitch at his touch.

perv!bachira who invites himself over to your place after class, following you home & pretending he just got carried away walking with you, complaining about his mean professors — says “ah well! maybe we can complete our assignment together, while i'm here!” and you don't deny him, he's cute and so nice! of course you can help him with his work.

so he sits beside you at the desk in your room, barely listening to your recap of today's lecture as he thinks about pulling you into his lap, getting you to warm his cock up for him while he's lazying about with the assignment. listens to your voice and imagines how you'll sound when you whine, whimper and moan while he twists your pretty little body into all the positions he wants and fucks you like that.

he thinks he'll give his fantasies a go — leaning into slide his tongue in your mouth in a sudden, steamy kiss as soon as you finish telling him that he can copy your prettily done notes that he doesn't even give a fuck about.

“hey, how about we take a little break first?” he hums into your mouth, grabbing your waist and dragging you in. “mmm, wanna—wanna have a little snack before i start.”

[askyuuandco]

Twisted Wonderland Incorrect Quotes 26

King Henrik: When I said "charm the snake" I didn't mean THAT snake! D:< Bard!Y/N: SHUT UP! Is that your face or did your neck throw up? D:< King Henrik: *takes 14d6 Vicious Mockery Damage* MOTHER- King Henrik: *drinks and splashes himself with potion* POTION OF VICOUS MOCKERY IMMUNITY! DO YOUR WORST BARD! >:D Bard!Y/N: *calm* Bob Ross couldn't say you were a "happy little accident". He could only call you a mistake... 😶

King Henrik: D: .... King Henrik: *goes to cry himself asleep* ;m; *Takes 15d6 Vicious insult damage* ------------------------------------------------------

TWST Oggie Boogey: *looses his bag* Now Look What You've Done! My Bugs! My Bugs! My Bugs!

Jamil: *with flame torch* EEEKKKK!!! BE GONE!!! BE GONE!!! OAO'/// Twst Jack Skelleton: um... is your friend okay? Kalim: He'll be fine he's just deathly afraid of bugs. :D Twst Jack S.: uh huh <.<' -------------------------------------------------------------

Yuu: *sugar coma* Azul... Azul: Your still alive? >.>'/// Yuu: Facebook changed their name. Yuu: Que en nuevo nombre? Azul: Meta. Yuu: Meto mis huevos es tu boca... *crashes out* X.X Floyd & Jade: *laughing their butts off* Azul: VETE A LA V*RGA PENDEJA!!! D:< Azul: You stay on the floor! >:( *walks away mad/embarrassed he feel for it*

---------------------------------- Lilia & Yuu: *dying Sebek's hair* Sebek: As long as it's not blue or pink...

Lilia & Yuu: *stare at each other then back at him then back at each other and the look at the camera* OvO'/// Lilia: okay buddy... ----3 hours later--- Sebek: ....I hate you both so much right now

Lilia & Yuu: <XD ------------------------------------------- First Years: MC DONALDS! MC DONALDS! MC DONALDS! Riddle: we have food at home <n< Ace: I hate this F***ing family >:'( ---with Leona--- First Years: MC DONALDS! MC DONALDS! MC DONALDS Leona: *drives to the drive Thru* First Years: Yay! :D Leona: One black coffee please >:) First Years: D':> ----with Kalim---- First Years: MC DONALDS! MC DONALDS! MC DONALDS! :D Kalim: MC DONALDS! MC DONALDS! MC DONALDS! XD Jamil: ....end my suffering please... ---------------------------------------------

Bard! Yuu: I feel it in my fingers~ >:) Bard! Yuu: I feel it in my toes~ UvU Bard! Yuu: These motherfuckers mean to harm us~ >:D Bard! Yuu: And they got to go, so come on, get 'em now!~ >X) Bard! Yuu: You picked the wrong day to fuck around with my~ >:D Bard! Yuu: Tight crew, oh ho~ UvU Bard! Yuu: There's no escaping it, I can perceive you 😶☝️ Bard! Yuu: And here's what we're gonna do >:D Bard! Yuu: *mad flute playing skills* >X3 Bard! Yuu: Me and my boys gonna mess you up~! >:D Silver: I rolled a One <:L Sebek: I rolled a One :'( Bard!Yuu: Fuck. =.='///

[solvrized]

secret texts

୨୧ ꒰ pairing ꒱ : silver x f!reader

୨୧ ꒰ context ꒱ : au silver was asking for love advice and accidentally sent the text to you

୨୧ ꒰ tags ꒱ : smut, sexting

୨୧ ꒰ author’s note ꒱ : its me again writing content for silver, aged up ofc. idk how to write out texts so pls forgive the look if it’s ugly x.x

It was a normal night for you. You were laying in bed listening to music and studying when your phone flashed a notification.

silver: well how am i supposed to tell [y/n] when every time i see her, my brain thinks less than appropriates thoughts

y: um, i’m gonna assume this wasn’t meant for me?

silver: please forgive me [y/n]. can you pretend you didn’t read that?

y: aww silver don't apologize. i'll continue to think about it actually. so you like me huh?

silver: no... i was telling someone what someone else said about you.

y: yeah uh huh, sure you were. if that’s the case, can you tell me who said it? maybe i think less than inappropriate thoughts about them too, who knows?

silver: i seriously doubt that.

y:well we’ll never know unless you just tell me.

silver: well that’s never going to happen so let’s just leave this conversation where it is, sorry for disturbing your night prefect.

y: well, now i’m just gonna have to assume it’s you who thinks about me that way. and that has me really wet right now, believe it or not.

silver: i find that very hard to believe.

you take your pillow and set it up in front of you so that you can lean your phone it. you slide off your underwear and open you legs and position yourself in front of the camera. leaving your face out so it’s just you from the lips down, in your night jersey and your area on display.

you take your fingers and spread your lips apart so that he can see how wet you are.

y: attachment.image

y: believe me now?

he swallows hard. not expecting for this conversation to be happening and certainly not expecting to see you like this. his boner growing hard in his own pants.

silver is very much a traditional man and he never expected to be seeing this from you.

yet, he can't help his growing desire for you. not wanting to miss this opportunity, he slides his boxers down and takes a picture.

carefully checking the name to make sure he doesn’t have the same mishap.

silver: attachment.image

silver: i can't believe i'm dong this. look what what you’ve done.

y: can i tell you all the things that i want to do to you right now?

silver: please go ahead.

y: well first i’d love to see how you taste. your cock looks nice and big and i’d love to see how much of you i could fit. i’d pay attention to every breath and moan you make when my tongue glides over you so i know what to keep doing.

silver: i’d hold your head in my hands as i fuck your mouth. i’d push myself into the back of your throat making you take all of me. i’d cum in your mouth and watch you swallow every last drop.

y: my my silver, who knew you had this in you?

y: after that, i would stand up and bend over so that you could take me. you’d smack my ass really hard and you’d slam into me as i scream your name over and over.

silver: i’d grab your boobs for stability and play with them as i pound into you over and over. i wouldn’t stop until you were begging me to let you cum

y: i’d squeeze myself around you to feel you twitch inside of me

silver: and i’d make you let me fill you up so much that i’d be dripping down your leg

y: i think i'm cumming for real now

silver: yeah i’ve definitely made a mess on my bed

y: we should maybe do this in real life sometime huh?

silver: can i at least take you out on a proper date first?

y: of course. i can't wait :)

[magebunkshelf]

How did you figure out you were genderfluid I questioning my gender I didn't know if you had any advice on how to figure it out?

I am so sorry for the slow response. I wanted to take a day or two to figure out the best way to answer. I just spent two hours writing out a really long and thorough answer about my experiences and all the advice I could think of and then my page bugged or something while I was typing and I lost it all x.x Its 3am, and this is nowhere near as well written as I was trying :'(

I guess the super short of it, and sorry this is going to be super scatterbrained now:

I never cared how I looked, never felt comfortable in my own skin, and just dressed very messily - overly large t-shirts, hoodies, and never shorts because I never wanted to acknowledge my legs. I started growing out my hair during lockdown. I'd been trying to grow it out for years but it had to be kept short first because of very strict school dress code rules, and second for practical reasons for work. Having long hair, making a change to my appearance like that, caused to me to start to like how I looked and start to care about it more.

One thing that made me introspect on my gender was when I found audio roleplays. I'd discovered I was bi around the same time, and after finding F4M stuff I also gave M4F a go. I'd questioned things before, but finding that 4F audios would often feel fine and not uncomfortable like I was expecting, really got me thinking more about it.

I'd have called myself like a guy, but stronger words like "man" always made me uncomfortable. I think I'm pretty gender neutral most of the time, but there are definitely times where I feel I associate more with one gender or another. I never felt all that "manly" all my life, and people would just sum that up as like "he's just more sensitive," which didn't help. The times your gender more closely matches how you were raised can start to raise those doubts at the back of your mind, like "am I wrong? Am I faking it?" etc, and those really aren't helpful! Those thoughts started going away whenever I didn't feel masc at all, I held on to knowing that feeling and that it changes.

I started to cared about how I looked and try different things based on what I saw people/characters wearing that I wanted to try. I bought myself some skirts & thigh-highs, and also uh chest padding x.x, and honestly I felt great! For the first time in my life, the person in the mirror was someone I cared about. But it was only some of the time, sometimes the thought of wearing those made me uncomfortable, and I'd go back to jeans and feel much better.

I think for myself, my gender orbits around androgynous (maybe leaning slightly towards the fem side). I realise I've always felt very androgynous, but that it does change one way or another every now and then. There are times I definitely feel more boy-ish, and others like;

There was this one time, I'd felt either very neutral or kinda masc for maybe a week. But then I passed the hall mirror and - it felt like my whole body slammed into a wall, just WHAM! Suddenly F mode! It occasionally happens, and sometimes in reverse, or sometimes for feels very neutral, but this one time the feeling was surprisingly strong from the sudden change XD

I think all I can recommend is to ask yourself how you feel about it; gender is different from any person to person, we have labels for some common experiences, but those experiences are still personal, still going to vary, the only person who can make that determination either way is you. And it may change! Some days I wonder seriously if I may be trans, if that would be more who I am, but then other days I distinctly relate more to being a little more masc. So right now I don't feel that that's me, but I do now have an idea of who I think I am, and some changes I want to make to myself and what I wear to reflect that. But also my experience of being pretty neutral most of the time may not match another genderfluid person!

Look at people or characters you see online that you think look or dress in a way you really like, and ask yourself how you'd feel looking like that, or wearing that? I started to ask myself, do I just find that attractive, or is this more like jealousy? XD If you play games with character customisation, what do you find yourself going for? And if you're in the position to try it, is there anything about how you look or dress you'd want to try changing? I think that's how you can really assess it; having facial hair a few years ago made me super uncomfortable and I swore off ever growing it again, but now having shaved arms & legs feels great, it completely clicks for how I feel about myself even when I'm in a more M mode. And even if my F mode clothes don't feel right to wear all the time, the times that they do, that I'm in the right mode for it, feels great, and I'm not sure I would have figured that out without trying it.

At the end of the day, maybe you are fluid, maybe you're not, and either way is totally fine! It's an ongoing process of figuring out who you are, don't rush it! And maybe however you land you might not want to put a label on it, that's also fine too! I have my own little genderfluid flag attached to my monitor & a few other things, and these are all there because it helped me early on in discovering these things about myself. It can feel weird and strange in asking these things, but after I found a label I felt applied to me, I liked having the flag there as a reminder to myself: this is okay. This is normal. There are other people like me. I've always felt different, that there was something else up, but my whole life it was just dismissed as, I guess I'm just weird. But now I have a name for it, I have a better understanding for what's going on in my head, and I have a flag to remind me it's okay to be the way I am. But you dont need to find a label, that's also up to you!

Be yourself. Be awesome.

[ticklygiggles]

Miya&Mia's Tickletober Day 13 - Prank Call

Mammon, Lucifer & Reader

A/N: The more days pass, the more my brain dries up. I apologize because these last drabbles have not been the best x.x

You laughed, throwing a pillow at Mammon's face.

"Hey! It's a good one!" 

"That's probably the stupidest idea you've had this week and you've been saying quite stupid things lately!"

Mammon laughed at your words, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "I'm serious! Even Belphie and Satan will get jealous and they'll be like 'oh how didn't we think about that?!" 

You snorted. There was no way in Hell that the Anti-Lucifer Squad would think that was a good idea. Make a prank call to Lucifer? It really was stupid; Lucifer was no fool to fall for such a ridiculous thing, but... Mammon really seemed excited by the idea. Maybe…

"It sounds risky," you said, tapping your chin in thought before sighing loudly. "Okay, fine. Let's do it."

Before you could even process what was going on, Mammon was pulling his D. D. D out and calling Lucifer. He put it on speaker quickly and Lucifer answered in three rings. 

"What on Earth do you need no-"

"Quickly, tell me where to hide the body- dammit!" He called your name, making you flinch. "Don't fucking play with that arm, it's all bloody!" 

"What the hell are you doing now, Mammon?!"

Mammon tried to hold back a laugh as he gasped loudly, "shit, wrong number!" And he hung up. 

"We're in big trouble," you said, feeling panicky laughter in your throat. "We better leave for a while before he gets us, quickly!"

"So there's no body, huh?"

Both you and Mammon shrieked, jumping when Lucifer's form suddenly materialized in the middle of your room, hands on his hips and a dark aura surrounding him. Oh, it was the end.

"Well, don't worry, there soon will be two, I assure you both."

"B-Big bro! It was- It was just a joke! Did- Did ya really believe I would- agh, no!" He shrieked out your name. "Help meeehehehe! Ahahaha, Luhuhucifer n-nohohoho!" 

Well, you really didn't expect that. Lucifer lunged at Mammon and pinned him to the floor of your room, his hands buried under his little brother's arms, making Mammon cackle hysterically.

"NOT THIHIS! NOHOHOT THIHIHIS!"

"A stupid joke like yours deserves a stupid punishment like this."

Lucifer seemed very focused on wrecking his brother, so you slowly got out of bed and as discreetly as you could, you approached the door.

"Where are you going?" 

"Eek!" An invisible magic wrapped around your waist and dragged you right beside Mammon who was current laughing his head off, snorting hilariously. "Don't you think you're safe."

"I didn't do anything! I told him it wasn't a good id-d-deheheahaha! Luhuhucihihi!" 

Your laughter along Mammon when you felt one of Lucifer's hands latching to your ribcage, the other buried under Mammon's arm.

"You could've stopped him, but decided against it, so now you both will be tickled until you learn your lesson."

Oh, you both were in big trouble!

EXTRA 

"H-Hey…," Mammon said breathlessly, gently tapping your arm as if making sure you were still alive. "I just thought… of a funnier prank call."

"..." You looked at him, your lashes still wet after crying of laughter. "... Okay, fine. Let's do it," you said, giggling already. "What could possibly go wrong, right?"

You both really were in big trouble.

[cosmic-ships]

The Sparrow and the Rogue 🗡️

Ship: Lorenzo x Kaden

Words: 1,332 (sorry.. x.x)

warnings: Lorenzo being a little shit lol

Summary: Going into town, in and out, just like always…

Note: …. f/o reveal- ldkjfdskjdh not a WORD may the odds be ever in my favour because I forgot my tag list :')

Kaden stepped carefully through the streets of the town, their senses sharp as they scouted for the seeds and vegetables they needed. They knew this routine by heart, creep into town, take what’s needed, and vanish back into the woods. It wasn’t theft, not really. It was survival.

Cabbage. Potatoes. Strawberries. All they needed was a handful to start their own garden in the solitude of their hidden home, deep in the forest. That way, they wouldn’t have to keep sneaking into town. No one had ever caught them before.

Until now.

As Kaden carefully slipped some strawberry seeds into their satchel, a voice broke the silence.

"Doesn't one know it is a sin to take from others without permission?"

Kaden's heart jumped into their throat, and they spun around, wide-eyed, to see him.

Lorenzo…

The man stood with a small, playful smirk on his face, looking like he’d caught a rabbit in a snare. His eyes sparkled with amusement, but there was a sharpness to them that said he was sizing Kaden up.

Kaden’s mind raced. They knew Lorenzo all too well. A man with too much charm and a reputation for mischief. They’d seen him in town before…heard stories, too. Women swooned, men envied him, and everyone whispered about his daring escapades. Kaden had admired him from afar, keeping their distance, yet always aware of him.

Now, here they were, caught.

"I’m borrowing-" Kaden replied, a little defensively. "I intend to give back in other ways, as I’ve done so over the many months that I’ve been here."

Lorenzo raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by the response. "Borrowing, hmm? And what ways might those be?"

Before Kaden could answer, the shopkeeper appeared, his heavy footsteps getting closer and closer. Panic shot through Kaden, their heart rate quickening in their chest and without thinking, they ducked behind a nearby crate, right beside Lorenzo.

Lorenzo's eyes flicked down at Kaden, about to open his mouth and call them out, but then their eyes met. Kaden’s expression was one of pure, silent pleading, green eyes wide like a cornered animal.

Lorenzo sighed, rolling his eyes, but there was something almost amused in his expression as he leaned back against the crate, blocking Kaden from view.

“Ah, Signore!” the shopkeeper called out, surprised. “What brings you here today?”

Lorenzo gave him a charming smile. "Just browsing. A lovely day for it, don't you think?"

The shopkeeper beamed, clearly pleased, and the two exchanged a few words before the shopkeeper wandered off, none the wiser to Kaden behind the crates.

Kaden stayed frozen for a moment, not daring to breathe until the coast was clear. Then, they slowly stood up, brushing off their clothes and sighing softly.

Lorenzo tilted his head, eyes twinkling. "You owe me, little sparrow."

Kaden blinked. "Little sparrow?"

Lorenzo chuckled, crossing his arms. "A bird of the forest, who steals into town unnoticed. Fitting, don't you think?"

Kaden bit their lip, feeling a flush of embarrassment creep up their neck. "This moment won't be forgotten… Thanks, Lorenzo."

Without another word, they turned and bolted down the street, disappearing into the maze of alleyways. Lorenzo watched them go, standing there in complete and utter shock.

How in the world did they know his name?

The forest was peaceful, its trees towering over Kaden’s small cabin, the familiar sounds of birds chirping and leaves rustling as small creatures sauntered about. After the chaos of the town, the solitude of the woods was a welcomed relief. Here, no one could find them. No one knew where they lived. At least, that’s what Kaden had always believed.

They spread the haul they’d gathered on the table, their mind spinning. Lorenzo. The infamous troublemaker and somehow, they’d been the one to be caught.

A knock at the door sent Kaden's heart racing.

No one ever knocked at their door…no one knew where they lived-

Cautiously, they crept to the window and peeked out. And there, leaning casually against a tree beside the door, was Lorenzo.

Kaden cursed under their breath. How had he found them?

With a sigh, they opened the door a crack. "How did you—"

"Find you?" Lorenzo interrupted with a grin. "Come now, little sparrow, did you really think you could escape me so easily?"

Kaden glared at him, though it lacked any real heat. "What do you want?"

Lorenzo shrugged, looking far too pleased with himself. "I told you, you owe me. I’ve come to collect."

Kaden, opened their door fully and crossed their arms, narrowing their eyes. "And what exactly do you think I owe you?"

Lorenzo stepped closer, his eyes never leaving Kaden's. "I haven't decided yet. But I'm sure it will be something…interesting."

Kaden felt their cheeks heat up but held their ground. "I don’t owe you anything. I handled the situation perfectly fine on my own."

"Is that so?" Lorenzo asked, leaning in slightly. "Because from where I was standing, it seemed like you were about to be caught red-handed if it wasn't for me."

Kaden huffed, pushing past him to step outside. "I’m sure you’ve got better things to do than chase after someone who lives in the woods."

"Maybe," Lorenzo said, following them easily. "But where's the fun in that?"

Kaden paused, turning to face him. "Why are you really here?"

Lorenzo’s smirk faltered for just a second, something more serious flashing in his eyes. But then it was gone, replaced with his usual playful charm.

"You intrigue me, little sparrow. No one knows about you. You slip in and out of town like a ghost. And now, I find you living in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by secrets. How could I resist such temptation?"

Kaden felt a mix of frustration and amusement bubbling up inside them. "I prefer my secrets stay just that….secrets."

Lorenzo grinned, he was all too amused by them. "We'll see about that." He teased softly.

Kaden rolled their eyes, though they couldn’t help the small smile tugging at the corner of their mouth. "You're impossible."

"And yet," Lorenzo said, stepping back with a flourish, "here I am."

Kaden shook their head, crossing their arms as they watched Lorenzo. "You’re not going to tell anyone where I am, are you? Or who I am?"

Lorenzo paused, his smirk softening as he took in the seriousness of Kaden's question.

"That depends," he said, voice low. "How attached are you to this little myth you’ve spun for the townspeople? That story of a cursed forest, haunted by some spirit or witch—clever, by the way. I’ve heard it all over town. Keeps people from wandering too far out here. But me?" He stepped closer closer to Kaden and Kaden took a step back, a gleam in his eyes. "I’ve never been one for superstitions~"

Kaden narrowed their eyes, feeling the weight of his words. "I crafted those stories for a reason. I don’t want anyone stumbling upon my home. If people knew I was out here, they’d come looking. My solitude would be gone…"

Lorenzo tilted his head, considering them. "I understand. But, little sparrow, secrets always have a way of slipping out."

Kaden’s jaw clenched. "I need to know if you’re going to hold your tongue."

He smiled, a more genuine expression this time. "Your secret’s safe with me. For now. But I expect something in return."

Kaden tensed, searching his face for any sign of a trick. "What do you want?"

Lorenzo turned, his smirk returning as he began to walk away. "I’ll let you know when the time comes~ I'll see you soon little sparrow of the woods.."

As he disappeared back into the trees, Kaden stood there, their heart pounding. They didn’t trust him...how could they? But for now, they’d have to play along.

"Let us hope not~" they chimed from where they stood.

Kaden felt a strange mix of uncertainty and frustration settle in their chest, knowing this wasn’t the last they’d see of Lorenzo.

[phoenixmetaphor]

Last Line Challenge!!!

rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

i was tagged by the talented @alvivaarts !!! thanks so much for thinking of me <3

since i emerged from my long dormancy, i don’t know a large amount of people i know to be active buttttt i will try tagging @sinnabum45 [been loving your recent narumitsu], @californiatowhee [ditto bestie], @silvercap [art or writing?], and @thebrandywine [i mean i’d tag you in this post anyway, so….]. feel free to ignore if this ain’t your thing~~~

anyways here’s a page of preliminary sketches for a comic based on @thebrandywine ‘s [pull me under], a nivannedy mermaid au fic that has given me brainworms (told you i’d be tagging you in regardless, mav)

i don’t usually share at this stage because it’s all very rough and i only need it to make sense to me, which is why there are like… stick figures and also why I just freely write and draw over other writings and drawings. and i’m not sure this will go all the way to a finished state, if all these panels will make it, and if they will be in this order (i’ve already changed some things up…). like right now i am sort of unhappy with the sameness of all the head shots but … we’ll see, we’ll see.

also if all the pen scratches and scribbles didn’t give it away, this is done traditionally, mostly to force myself to just restart something that’s not working rather than attempting to noodle with it endlessly, which is a pitfall I can fall into with digital sketching. i really should not have used this particular ink tho, it has shimmer and it was clogging my pen something fierce x.x

[not-poignant]

For the behind the scenes asks 20, 21 & 26 about A Stain That Won't Dissolve please!! <slightly obsessed w it rn

Ahhh - so I have 21 in the queue, it's coming! The TL;DR for that one is 'I didn't expect so many people to apologise for the way the town behaves towards Alex, and it's like watching abuse apologism and self-defense of inaction around familial abuse in real time, which is a weird phenomenon that happens sometimes when you write trauma narratives.'

20. What is something you wish more people noticed about this fic?

Hmm.

I don't know if it's something I wish for, so much as something that I think people don't notice as much and I think it would be interesting if they did.

Things like... it's a shame more people don't realise that the reason Alex isn't a 'good communicator' is because no one in that town is except for maybe Dr Harvey. Even Haley, who is getting better, is a people pleaser who undercut herself and her skills all her life. People can't learn what isn't around them to learn. So when I get comments like 'I wish Alex would just open up to these people in the town' I can't help but always think: 'Why would he based on how the town has treated him for a solid 25 years.'

For me, connecting these dots naturally flows together, but I've had 10 years of practice writing trauma recovery, and 43 years of practice experiencing many different kinds of abuse and many different flavours of trauma recovery and I think, actually, I now have a weird skillset in this area that other folks don't have, or don't even know exist. So it's not something I 'wish' they noticed because firstly it would likely mean more readers who are victims, but secondly, I also appreciate having this be something more subtle, and it's not like I'm upset or angry when people say that Alex is the poor communicator because like, he is. He's a symptom of the entire town.

So it's like, it's normal for people to notice what's right in front of them (Alex not communicating well and then thinking his problems would be solved if he just talked about stuff, because there's this presumption that everyone wants to listen if he'd just...talk), that's actually the fun part of writing? I love the comments people leave so much, and I learn a ton, and I love the insights folks share. I'm sure people are noticing a lot of stuff like this and just not saying so. Especially folks who have lived these situations and just can't be fucked talking about it in comments because life's hard. (And it's also possible to notice that and still be mad or frustrated that Alex doesn't communicate more).

I don't think there's really anything else though. I think that's partly because I'm not... uhhh, sitting there going 'PLEASE NOTICE THIS' because the gift of writing serials for the most part is pivoting when people aren't noticing something subtle, and thinking 'this might be me not meeting the reader where they are, I can step it up in the next chapter.' So, I feel like I flow towards pushing the things I want people to notice or gravitate towards, and as a result, they almost always do.

And with the stuff they don't, there's usually extremely understandable life-experienced-based reasons for that!

...This response is really long x.x

26. Wild Card! I'll tell you a fun fact about this fic!

I have actually always imagined Alex and Sebastian making out together. I imagined it even before I wrote The Wind that Cuts the Night, but Alex/Sebastian fics existed, I didn't like them (no shade to those authors, but I clearly wanted a very specific crunchy kind of angsty toppy Sebastian fic and very understandably no one was writing my fantasies they were writing their own lmao), and I thought Elliott/Alex would be faster to write. (It was).

That's actually one of the reasons I make it clear that Sebastian is gay and topping the farmer in The Wind that Cuts the Night! And also why I felt it was important for Alex to know that. Even back then, I couldn't resist just a little tiny glimmer of some kind of chemistry, even if it was just friendship chemistry.

I find Sebastian really annoying as a spouse. He's one of my favourite NPCs to romance, and my least favourite to marry of the ones I marry. The storyline of Martingale divorcing him is based off me daydreaming about doing that (I can't because it's mean) in one of my farms. I found him cold and detached compared to many other NPC spouses, and too work-focused. So the premise of an older Sebastian recovering from being divorced for these exact flaws was extremely appealing and vindicating to me. Most people don't feel the same way about in-game Sebastian as I do, but I'm like 'you have so much potential and then oh no.' It turned out Martingale felt that way too, and eventually did something about it.

And that gave me a really flawed Sebastian to work with and that's been awesome.

I did always imagine him as being a dominant/top/sadist though. It's actually really hard for me to imagine him as anything else.

I don't think this fact is fun but it is a fact! Sebastian is a character I love but he's also literally 'I can improve him' and this fic is me doing that lol

~

From this meme!

[0lost-in-my-mind0]

Me today at morning: It's been years, but let's edit something again, I feel inspired after seeing all the characters other players have created~ It'll be fun like the old days!

The result after 5 hours of programming the drawing tablet, customizing the brushes and editing - I only finished the base of the character

How I feel now

Yet I haven't found my old brushes settings and maybe the drawing tool needs to be updated x.x pls kill me right now

[queenharumiura]

((I forgot how horrendously carsick I get as a passenger. I feel like utter death right now. X.x I will try to get some writing done on my blogs tonight if I can, but if not, tomorrow. I've been up since 4:30am and I'm just sufferingTM. The shit I do for work.

Would also like to take the time to thank everyone who has talked to me in the past few days. I've been feeling a lot better after what happened.))

[diavory]

LESSON 11 IS OUT

And I already finished it :D

⚠️Beware of spoilers for lesson 11 Obey Me! NB⚠️

❗️

As a Solomon simp I just wanna say thanks. We are eating well :")

We got to know more things about him, about some events in his life, about how he has known Thirteen and Barbatos for the longest time, about how much she likes his soul even if now it doesn't shine as much? I mean, living more than 1000 years sure does something to change you 🧍🏻‍♀️

Also, Belphie giving the MC a certain dejavù? Asmo, Levi and Mammon being worried about MC and siding with them in order to protect them from Lucifer's wrath? Coming all the way before him so they can warn MC about him?

BUUUUUUT MOST IMPORTANTLY

Solomon coming right in time to save MC, defending us because we are his adorable apprentice after all, so he takes us to the place he knows he needs to be :")

I think it was lesson 11-8? But Solomon admiting that he feels jealous too of MC? Sealing the insecurities with 2 kisses while making sure to reassure us that he is going to protect us? <3 pls the devs are finally giving us the time of our lives for the Solomon enjoyers! 🩵

That moment in the middle of caos while hiding away from some of the most powerfull demons was just... everything :') even more considering what came next:

Dealing with Lucifer himself

Oh boy, not only does he doesn't trust us, he belives we are a danger for his family and big brother won't have any of that to the point of using his powers to make Solomon and MC not able to move, if it wasn't for Thirteen randomly finding a grimoire-

Oh well

Now we are making promises? Now everything turns white? Please no more cliffhangers x.x

Oh

Most importantly.

I am not liking this foreshadowing on MC having to picture a worst case scenario where they are going to have to pick choices.

Are they going to follow the demon brothers? Will they abandon humanity for them? Is this why we are here?

[novelmonger]

Book Review: Swallows and Amazons by Arthur Ransome

Recommended by @valiantarcher for the 2024 Book Rec Exchange

Premise: The Walker family (sans Father, who is out to sea) is on holiday at a lake, and the four children have been begging to be allowed to sail to a small island and camp there all on their own. Once they receive permission, the adventures begin! Not only do they get to enjoy sailing the open seas and living on a deserted island, but they also encounter pirates, natives, buried treasure, and shipwrecks, all before they have to go home at the end of the summer.

Thoughts: I had the weirdest sense of deja vu in the first few chapters of this book. I think I must have attempted reading this at some point when I was a kid, but then got bored and never finished. Because this definitely seems like the kind of story I would have done that with when I was the target age ^^' Too many nautical terms, not enough actual pirates or kidnappings or wish-granting turtles. And I hadn't yet established my First Hundred Pages rule, so I can absolutely see myself giving up before things really got interesting. (For me, that would be when the Amazons show up.)

But reading it now as an adult, I thought it was delightful ^_^ The kids all acted just like real children, reminding me of games I'd play with my siblings, though the Walker children were much more sophisticated and had more complex ideas of a good time than we did! (For one thing, I don't think any of us had any ambitions of sailing or camping on our own, ever. And we couldn't have managed it, especially not at their ages!) I loved how seriously the narrative took their imaginations, because that's just how it is when you're playing pretend. The story you're pretending can shift and flex, but you still don't want anything breaking the suspension of disbelief if at all possible. (Thus the way my brother and I would always have our LEGO armies have a lunch-time truce when we were called away in the middle of battle.)

I think my favorite character was the unfortunately named Titty. (I assumed, all the way through reading the book, that this was a nickname for Letitia that, like the name Dick, has taken on an unfortunate meaning in this day and age, but upon further research I discovered that it comes from a children's book called Titty Mouse and Tatty Mouse, which was the favorite of the real girl Titty was based on, whose name was Mavis. I hunted up Titty Mouse and Tatty Mouse, and...what. even. I know times have changed since 1930, but...really??? Why would any child in their right mind like that story at all? Let alone pick it as their favorite?! x.x) Titty was the one who reminded me most of myself, other than the way Susan mothered her siblings (what is it with Susans and being the mother of the group?). The turns her imagination took her, the desire to have her own private adventures, the way her heart swelled with the drama of things...yes, I could see myself in that. She also kind of reminded me of Katharine from Edward Eager's books, for similar reasons ^_^

All in all, I found this book highly enjoyable, and even inspiring! It makes me want to recapture some of that child-like complete abandonment to the world of make-believe. It even encouraged me on a day I was feeling very overwhelmed by very adulty problems, because reading the book made me want to find ways I could pretend something more interesting and meaningful was going on, to relieve the oppression of Reality. A very enjoyable book, and I'm happy to have read it.

[bowandcurtsey]

(Edit request and thanks for the advice. I'm asking William X F!reader AU whose son is a without magical child and reincarnated controller devil like Nayuta) (y/n is pregnant with his youngest son for the first time and he He was well cared for because he was a weak child and had withou magic from birth s/n At the age of 3-4 he unconsciously displayed demonic powers with his eyes changing. The next story can be anything as long as Aine is the author) ( hope you can read what I translated 🙇‍♀️

{1700 event}

AU: Chainsaw man-ish, black clover-ish AU (it didn't really specify for which au, so i'm doing a hybrid)

Hi lovely bby, so I've finally come to this request after a long time, I'm really sorry and thank you for waiting.

I actually don't watch chainsaw man, so I've done a little bit of homework here and did a little bit of summary for the rest of the readers as well.

The control devil is able to "control" other beings; altering their memories, using their senses

A devil can also make contract with humans, they have supernatural strength, and keen senses.

So yeah, the control devil is super dangerous and op. x.x Sounds like someone super troublesome...

I'll be doing a continuation to the above story, with a mix of some drabble and hcs

Characters: William Vangeance x f! reader, son: s/n tw: pregnancy

"William," the both of you stared at s/n, "did you see that?"

"yes, honey." he said calmly and quietly.

Then it happened again, right before your eyes, s/n's eyes flashed a hue of black while he stared at your border collie, sushi.

There was a glint in the dog's eyes and he proceeded to bring s/n his favourite fireman truck, like a puppet being controlled.

Awhile later, Sushi shook his entire being, as if snapping out of his trance and went running away.

"I'm calling Julius and Marx."

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After Julius and Marx examined him, they broke the news to you and william that s/n was a reincarnation of the control devil, Makima. It probably happened because while you were pregnant with s/n, you were possessed by Makima during the Devils war.

"what should we do now," you sobbed, "this is all my fault."

William caught you just as you were slipping onto the ground, "honey, you're pregnant, please... don't blame yourself like that."

"I am to blame for not being able to protect my wife and son." he consoled you, stroking your hair.

"if he can control her powers and you guys can teach her from right and wrong, then being a devil might not be a bad thing." Julius consoled the both of you.

"A devil cannot remember their memory of their previous life, and s/n does not remember any thing about Devil Makima. It's just that I was able to get access to his past life memories with my powers," Marx explained.

"The devil Makima wanted a real relationship with people she loved and cared about," William recalled, "she just didn’t know how, since she was used to controlling people to do whatever she wanted”

While you were possessed by the devil back then, William did a lot of research and studying about the control devil. Just like Liebe, not all devils are bad and they can coexist with humans.

“I’ll do whatever it takes…” you held s/n in your arms, caressing his cute and innocent face.

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You were due soon. Your second child was about to pop anytime. You were getting restless, your body was tired and you wanted this baby to come out asap.

No matter how exhausting your day was, you would always bring s/n out for walks during the evenings. He loved the nature, just like his father.

And today, he wanted to go out of the noble realm. It wasn’t a problem usually, but you were heavily pregnant and William was not around, so you were a little hesitant..

“But mommy,” s/n tugged at your hand, “it’s been so long we went to visit Uncle Yami!”

At the thought of being with the black bulls, it made you feel better, if you couldn’t handle anything, the bulls could help you.

“Alright, let’s go get changed sweetie!”

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“Mommy!” S/n pointed at a nearby village when you were midst air en route to the black bull’s base, “i want cotton candy!”

One of the common realm was having a carnival and the bright colours of the cotton candy attracted your son.

You were slightly thirsty, so you decided to take a little break.

Just like any little kid would, s/n was fascinated by all the stores and fuss of the carnival. You looked at your son’s happy face, you felt that everything was worth the while.

*BANG*

A loud noise came from the other end, and shouting was heard. You instinctively pulled your son close.

People were running and flying away, and the carnival was in chaos. The animals in the carnival had gone wild and were in a rampage, attacking anyone they saw.

Someone bumped into you hard, and you felt something in your belly constrict. You were holding onto your belly in pain and grasping onto s/n, in case he went missing in the chaos.

A feral rhinoceros came charging at the both of you, the pain in your belly made you feel so weak, you could barely pull up a barrier around you, so you could only muster up any strength you had to shield s/n from the danger.

The Rhino came to an abrupt stop right before you. It was so close, you could even hear its breathing. You looked up to see the Rhino's face right in front of you, but it's eyes were pitch black, as if possessed.

You looked at s/n, his eyes were glowing while staring at the Rhino. He was controlling the Rhino!

"Hey baby, tell Mr Rhino to calm down and go home, please?" you quietly whispered to s/n.

"ok mama." he answered, and in a few seconds, the Rhino calmed down and turned around. His eyes slowly turned back to his original colour as he looked at you, smiling and clapping to himself, as if he was proud of what he did.

"Good job baby," you hugged him, "mama's so proud of you. Let's call daddy right now ok? Mama's a little unwell."

You looked at your 3 year old, deep down, you were a little scared of his devil powers, but at the same time, proud of him. You told yourself you would do anything in your power so that he would be a good devil, just like Liebe.

[hcllsbigboss]

"Dad, this is Alastor! He's been helping with the hotel..." Charlie stated and then motioned past him.

Adjusting his suit, he turned on his heel to where she had indicated. His hands were coming to fold atop his apple cane as he did. He wasn't sure what he was expecting. Coming to a hotel meant for sinners - but he wasn't expecting who he was met with. That was for certain. Sinners came in all sorts of varieties, this much he was aware. But to his knowledge, the one that he was being met with right now was more than just an average sinner. This was one of those Overlords he'd been vaguely aware of. And while he had known about their existence and their power struggle over Pride, Lucifer had paid no mind to it. Mostly, giving the sinners free reign to live as they wanted for the most part. Something that may or may not have been a mistake on his part.

The name had crossed news here and there. But he never had a face to put with it. Or well- hadn't a reason to put a face to the name. Not since he'd been too preoccupied with his own issues. Like isolating himself for the last 7 years while he was lost in a deep depression over Lilith having left him. Something he would still be doing if Charlie hadn't called him up to actually ask him for his help. So, needless to say, this was actually the first time he had stepped outside of his room and even the palace in quite a while. But putting aside his thoughts and feelings on sinners and Charlie's plan here - he flashed the demon a smile in greeting.

"Soo you're the one who's been here helping my Char Char, huh?" Lucifer greeted, stepping up to the demon clas in blue. "Lucifer! Aha, it's good to meet you!"

@rradiioice plotted starter

//sorry it's short. I was having a hard time focusing and I figure it's their first meeting. So it'll get better x.x