#i dont know why i also considered the hand wing

[nightstag]

list some random headcanons you have for sir knight, mr. hood, and eden. GO

mr.hood

has abnormal strength in his arms / legs

utilizes weapons that can be used both single-handed and two hands. he probably loots off of things he's killed or stuff he has found. his favorite by far is his axe.

mr.hood doesn't have one specific room he stays in. he's constantly moving and traveling because things are constantly changing and to me he's someone who keeps a eye on things/in check.

friendly until aggo'd

has little to no heartbeat. his pulse is weird but that's kind of his normal and he's never thought to consider why too much

has a hard time retaining bodyheat. only reason why he might is he has multiple layers which is all long so it makes him somewhat cold but i do generally think he would lean more on the cold-to-the-touch side of things.

second to mr.crawling, i feel like mr.hood is another character i would argue that would pretty much do about anything for the mc. especially if you selected the "i want to stay with you" dialogue in his route. that's something mr.hood had to swish around in his head for a bit until it clicked. is ultimately why he ends up fetching you again and taking you under his wing because you needed him (and he has to admit... he likes being needed)

mr.hood teaching mc how to wield a crowbar efficiently (though mr.hood much prefers to be the one doing the protecting but i definitely think a scenario in which mc inquires or would like to learn- mr.hood would not deny but try to help) and more basic self-defense things should it be desired.

mr.hood likes mc sleeping under his cloak & huddled against him. kind of huddled like penguins. related to his cold body temperature-- the mc is warm unlike anything hes ever experienced so the moment is something very nice to him.

mc and mr.hood exchanging lessons about their languages.

sir knight

specializes in pastries. any sort of dessert related to the usage of bread or dough is his ballpark. he talks big about being able to do other things (and i know his stubbornness/determination would definitely try to make him persevere otherwise) but truly this is where his skills shine.

holds himself back a lot more than one would think in relation to his master (aka you); has to repetitively run it through his mind and mentally tell himself no because he's overjoyed. he truly cherishes you as his one and only yet he has to be professional and someone like him could never do half of the things he has probably dreamed of. master is sacred and he is.... yeah. he's that.

thinks back to when he treated you horribly and actually cringes. like secondhand embarrassment. he can't take it (why did i do that.. type beat)

sir knight does not have a solid face under the helmet so no kissing sorry. you gotta kiss the helmet dont be a coward. however i do think him using his smoke to engulf your face and tenderly brush against your lips is one way of him "kissing you"

sir knight can control the effects of his smoke for the most part. i think it's linked to his emotions so consciously it responds how he does. angry? it's like you're being choked, etc. happy? you're warm and feel almost a heightened sense of elation. aroused? well... uh, let's just say everything starts feeling a lot more good (canon btw)

sir knight can speak via telekinesis but is more inclined to actually talk.

likes being affectionate with his master and thrives with giving affection/taking care of his master. his love language is acts of service and touch to me so you know, his master needing that out of him is like a dream.

eden

has a lot of upper arm strength and has a really strong grip to me. i think his legs are pretty strong as well but his arms are something else.

can ALSO use a variety of handheld weapons but his go-to is his shotgun.

he is very scarred. he has so many with origins he's long forgotten or even if you point one out he's like huh. (doesnt know where it came from). one day i wanna do a scar map for him.

likes pc voice a lot but doesn't go out of his way to encourage them to speak. just hones in their voice when they do and tends to let them go on (bonus points if the two are cuddling or snugged up by the fire. he's used to the quiet and ambience in his cabin but pc being there and speaking adds a whole layer to this ambience that brightens his life a bit.)

would card his fingers through pc's hair or touch/pat/pinch at their cheeks/face. often does this with like :| a blank face but maybe towards the end he'd crack a brief tiny smile.

is very obstinate on things he decides and sometimes it's a detriment. with defiant pcs i think this leads to arguing a lot and in instances he may consider budging but it would probably take consistent discussion over a period of weeks to even a month or more. eden has a very set way of things HE wants to do things and dislikes breaking from what has always been his normal.

handholding addict. likes the feel of pc's hands against his. the power of touch is a crazy thing and it definitely makes him feel a type of way.

not really a fan of alcohol nor does he have any interest in drinking.

[fatedroses]

I woke up in the middle of the night yesterday just to get the sketch for this down and I've finally finished it today

He will still tidal wave with no warning and no apology v-v

[plushish]

Adam with a reader who’s very witty and quick with comebacks?

just some silly pre-conference banter! | Adam x Reader

headcanon/drabble — how would Adam be like with a reader who is sharp-witted?

content & warnings — NSFW, fem reader, fem pronouns, fingering & cunnilingus, sexual act happening in a public place (workplace).

a/n — this takes place in some sort of office-setting, i dont know what goes on up there in heaven but i like to think its similar to what we've seen so far in hell, so i'm sure conferences aren't unheard of. i wasn't sure what format this idea should take, so it begins like a headcanon list but finishes up with a drabble. it's also rushed and i struggled with it a lot but. we ball!!!!!!

Adam considers himself to be a pretty funny guy, always dishing out 'sick burns' on others, but his pride gets hurt really easily. When it comes to a reader who can keep up with him in comebacks; he's definitely impressed by it, thinks it's hot as fuck, but he'd never openly admit it because it also a ignites a strong sense of competition in him.  

The tension between the two of you is uncomfortably palpable, how you twist him through every conversation and leave him to stammer like a fool just when he thinks he's bested you. Watching him seethe is endlessly entertaining to you, it brings you satisfaction, finding your own sense of pride in seeing that bad boy persona crack little by little.

The two of you will be going back-and-forth every time Sera calls for a conference, taking up half of the allotted time with your back-and-forths, and everyone graced with the luck to have been summoned there just wishes the two of you would fuck already so they didn't have to keep sitting through this.

But he secretly likes it, your flippancy towards his status and identity as First Man, how you're always so quick to shut down his sleazy remarks with an air of arrogance, going toe-to-toe with his own. Cute. 

Until one day, you finally give into him– He somehow manages to get you to fuck him, and for days after, his bragging around the office is incessant: "[Name] cries when she cums!", "Her orgasm face is just the cutest fuckin' thing, I mean could you imagine? Wait, actually don't, don't picture it–"

You start to get fed up, not only annoyed at his oversharing and his ceaseless bragging about things that simply weren't true, but because you hadn't even gotten to cum from the experience. Instead of confronting him, you had a plan in place that would get you what you wanted, so you instead opted to ignore the hushed whisperings around you all day.

...Until a little later, when you're in an empty conference room together, and he's sitting across the table from you. Licking the lid of his yogurt container with a smug look. Mimicking the disappointingly tepid treatment he'd given to you the night before.

"Should we... address what happened, [Name]?" He asks smugly, like it was a topic of business, leaning forward onto the table with his hands clasped together.

"No, I'm good." 

"Noooo?" Adam's voice is as sugary as the extra pumps of syrup he'd overloaded his coffee with this morning in the breakroom. You'd seen that diabetes-inducing horror as it happened. "Why not? I feel like it's something we should talk about."

"Why?" You ask simply. "It happened, and that's it."

That gets him a little annoyed. Confused, too; why weren't you playing along?

"Didn't mean a thing to you, then?"

"Nah."

"Oh please, [Name]," he scoffs. He’s getting offended at the thought now, his wings giving a small flap in indignance. He’s supposed to be the aloof one! You should be begging for it to happen again.

"Don't fuckin' play. My dick gave you the best fuck you've ever had and now you don’t know how to feel."

“The best? At putting me to sleep, maybe. I did get a good nap out of it afterward, so.”

To Adam, the only thing better than your negative attention is your positive attention, and the only thing worse than that is your indifference. He hates feeling desperate, but you bring him to that shameful peak.

“You were on my dick like you had a fuckin' crush,” Adam continues to ramble on, trying to find a weak spot. “Fucking me probably meant a lot to you, huh?” 

"I hump my pillow before bed and it means as much." 

"Your pillow can't plow you like I do."

"No, but at least it actually gets me to cum."

Adam’s dick twitches in his pants. You know exactly what you're doing. Those words, delivered with that cruel flippancy he loves and hates so much, are precisely tailored-- All to drive him over the edge. 

“Then maybe that was just a trial run,” He says after a long, fervent pause. "Maybe you need another taste."

You smirk a little, but only offer more disdain.

"No thanks, I've had enough to decide I'm no longer interested."

"Oh come on," He finally says. He's desperate at another chance now, he needs the validation of making you cum for his pride to be restored.

"Just give me one more shot?"

And so there you are, bottoms down, legs spread, Adam's fingers inside you, sitting on the edge of the table where a meeting is supposed to happen in about 25 minutes.

You're sopping wet. He drags a finger over your cunt before spreading it. "You're so cute, all blushing and shit. Makes me crazy hard."

"Your vocabulary is fucking terrible. Stop talking."

"You like it, though." He grins, teasingly lifting his fingers away from your aching cunt to show you your own wetness. You let out a small whine at the absence. "You sure you want me to stop?"

"Shut up, I said," You grab him by his hair and shove his mouth where you want it, aggressive and impatient. "-and start eating."

Normally Adam is not one to take demands like that. But in this position-- looking up at your stern face from between your legs--he obeys. He kisses at your cunt over and over, sweet little pecks like a first crush. The sensation makes your core tighten around nothing. Adam was not one to take his time; he was teasing you like this on purpose. You weren't having it.

And so pettily, you decide to say: "You can do better than that."

So naively, he does, he takes your dare and you're practically gushing all over the conference table by the time he gets in there and starts eating for real. Desperately suckling your clit between those smirking lips, that mouth that never fucking shuts up.

You cum with a satisfied sigh, as if you'd just had a good stretch rather than an orgasm on his face. He looks up at you expectantly, lips glistening with your aftertaste. Eyes wide and eager, waiting for the praise that is to come, only for you to lean in and whisper:

"Look who has a crush now."

a/n — pls forgive me for taking so long to answer this! i don't think it's exactly what you're looking for but i tried. it's more of an "adam with a reader who he has a sexually-charged, competitive work relationship with" type of deal. you just like to play with him and you know exactly how to make him desperate

[bloodycassian]

Heights - Reader X Cassian

short oneshot. Reader is terrified to fly and Cassian tries to convince her. Anxiety/Comfort

Flying was a recurring nightmare in your childhood. 

To be newly mated with an Illyrian, of all beings, was some kind of twisted joke from the Mother. 

It was a warm summer evening, the sun making it’s final glint over the Sidra when Cassian made his newest plea. 

“You know, I’ve been flying my entire existence.” He began, and eyed you from the corner of his vision. The way you straightened immediately, bracing for another go at this disagreement told him the answer already. But he’d never stop trying. Not until you would at least make an attempt at the joy of flight with him.

He couldn’t stand it, needing to walk or be winnowed everywhere. He noticed his jealousy toward Rhys and Azriel mounting of late. Truthfully, he’d always been resentful of their abilities to transport to and from at will, but it’d never bothered him to this extent before. Now, it chafed at his self worth. Seeing how your eyes would light up with apprehension of the void around, then amazement once you’d arrived was something he both loved and hated.

“Cassian…” You sighed, taking a deep breath of sea salt tinged air. The city was finally coming alive around you after a blistering day in the sun, and you kept your voice low as you protested your mate. “I have told you, I wont do it.” 

He took two long strides, stepping in front of you and stopping. “That’s not a good enough reason anymore.” He grunted, and seemed truly upset. You looked at him with a confused expression. He’d never taken such a serious tone about it before.

“I-” He sighed, and took your hands in his, squeezing tight. His throat bobbed, and he looked into your eyes with determined sorrow, a pleading look that left your heart cracking as he spoke. “I need to know truly why. Do you not trust me?” 

“Of course not!” You squeezed his hands back and smiled. “I just… dont enjoy heights.” 

He gave you a plain look, annoyed. “And.. what if you crash us? What if you drop me?!” Your voice raised as your mind raced through the possibilities of him bringing you to the height you’ve seen him at before. When he was barely a speck against the sky, a black star in the broken up sunlight with his armor, black against the blue-gray haze of Velaris. 

“What if we drift into unfriendly lands and they fire upon us? You can’t fight and carry me. I’d be dropped or you’d die getting us away and I can’t live with that-”

He squeezed your hands hard, breaking you out of the spiral of anxiety that was taking over your thoughts.

“Should you fall or be dropped, I’d follow, and greet the ground happily.” 

Your thoughts stuttered, then kicked up new images of him hurtling towards the ground and blood following. 

“You cannot die. Even if I were to-” panic climbed into your throat. He steadied you quickly.

“There is no instance where I live without you.” He said it with finality, surety. Like he’d already vowed this and had an answer for just how he’d make sure his words were the truth. Your eyes welled with hot tears, and he pulled you to his chest, his wings wrapping around you. They blocked the last of the setting sun, blanketing you in shade. “There’s also no instance where I’d ever drop you.” He said with a laugh.

You shoved at his chest, and he pulled back his wings. His smile was soft and hopeful. “You’ll consider it, then?” He asked.

As much as the idea of flying made you want to squirm and run, you nodded. It clearly meant a lot to him, and you couldn’t deny him an attempt just because of some of your fears. He was right, he’d never drop you. You couldn’t help your eyes from wandering to his thick biceps. The urge to bite him there became insatiable. 

His eyes followed yours and he raised his brows. “Shall we fly back to the apartment now, darling?” He teased.

You cleared your throat, and took his hand in yours, restarting your walk back down the streets of Velaris. “Let me think about it. I promise I’ll truly consider it.” You provided, giving him a soft smile.

“That’s all I ask.” He purred in your ear. His wing snapped out, shielded your backside while his hand gripped your ass. “For this as well, I suppose.”

[idkfitememate]

Ooo!!! what if a Melusine!creator?? (are they consider animals? I dont think so) I think that would be cute!! I mean look at their tiny face!! their button nose??? and and their cutie horns/antlers!!! AND AND THEIR TAIL???( and wings that sometimes flatters!!(I research some melusines on google, and I saw a melusine with wings! is that canon?))

A Melusine!creator with a cottage vibe or or baker that stays in fotaine!! now thats cute!!

wonder how will the fotaine characters react to them🤔🤔

Fontaine Encounter

૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა Pairings : GN! Melusine Reader x Fontaine

૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა W.K. : 595

໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ Tags/CW&TW : Fluff, Reader is anxious (anxiety? Never heard of her)

Seeing a Melusine attached to the hip with Neuvillette wasn’t the most uncommon sight. What was uncommon was just HOW attached to the hip this particular Melusine was.

They clearly weren’t employed anywhere, a probably lived in Mersusea or around that area, but there were around Neuvillette every single day.

The other thing about them that was so odd, was generally how they looked.

Melusine were usually short with their little antlers, tiny tails and sometimes little wings. The only know outlier was, of course, Sigewinne.

At least, that’s what was assumed. Then you showed up.

You were on the taller side, coming up to the Sovereign’s chest, with longer horns and a larger tail. Your wings were also larger… they even looked functional. And you honestly looked like a mix between a Melusine, a leaf sheep and a Blue Dragon sea slug. The most different trait being that you looked perfectly androgynous.

You constantly spent your time holding onto Neuvillette and he let you. Your hands were always either around him, gripping his clothes or holding his hands.

The man was perfectly reciprocating to your affections. Holding onto you and allowing you to hold onto him.

The only issue?

He was the only person who you interacted with.

Whenever anyone else tried they were always met with extreme hesitance and silence or you running away. Furina was the most hurt by this.

Though, when Neuvillette requested all officials to come meet him for a conference, they all had a feeling that you may be part of the reason why.

And when Wriothesley, Sigewinne, Furina and Clorinde all came and found him alone in the conference room he called them too, they thought that they may have been wrong.

Well there were wrong about being wrong.

“I have called you here today,” Neuvillette started, “to talk about my mew friend.”

Silence around the room.

The Dragon cleared his throat before continuing.

“If you could not tell before this point, the reason they do not interact with anyone outside of myself is because they are shy.”

Furina huffed at that.

“They have admitted to me that they feel tremendously bad about that, and wish to remedy their relationships with you all. As such, they have a gift for each of you. You may come in now, mon chéri.”

He gestured at a door, and you creeped in with four wrapped baskets on their arms. Blush dappled your cheeks as you looked down. You walked around the table, placing a basket in front of each official - minus Neuvillette.

All the baskets matched the general aesthetic of its recipient. And when unwrapped, we’re filled with all kinds of pastries and treats. You made your round and ran behind the Dragon Sovereign, shoving your face into his side.

He chuckled before leaning down and whispering something in your ear. You stepped forward and began to speak.

“Je m'excuse pour mes actions et mon comportement. Dans la mesure du possible, pourriez-vous trouver dans vos cœurs la possibilité de me pardonner?”

You barely looked up as you spoke, the flawless yet soft speech of the old tongue of Fontaine shocking them. Then Furina stood with dramatic tears in her eyes.

“OF COURSE I FORGIVE YOU DARLING!!! AWE OF COURSE I CAN!!” She quickly got out of her seat and run up to hug you, you wrapping your arms around her.

You shoved your face in her hair as you spoke.

“Merci Madame. Ton pardon illumine mon âme.”

It seemed as though the sun shined a bit brighter into the room.

໒꒰ྀི˶˙Ⱉ˙˶꒱ྀིა Author’s note : Little baby!!!! Little baby!!!!!!! I wanna hold them so bad??? Mmmm little baby Melusine!Creator…໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶ ꒱ྀིა

*My darling - Neuvillette to You

* I apologize for my actions and behavior. If at all possible, would you be able to find it in your hearts to forgive me? - You to Everyone

* Thank you my Lady. Your forgiveness lights my soul. - You to Furina

[fallenwhumpee]

Let Me Go

• Masterlist •

Warnings: Past character death, hallucinations, inecplicit injury.

"You're trembling," the voice called. It always warned, always told things Leader would rather ignore. Leader's limbs were hidden beneath the oversized clothes. They had weakened too much that they were lost in fabric once perfectly fit them.

I know, they couldn't mutter out, keeping their gaze on the papers. They were in the middle of a room full of veteran soldiers. Their slip would be noticed. Last thing they wanted was the people they led doubting them.

"You're afraid," it continued.

Leader crossed their arm overtheir chest, hiding the tremor taking overtheir hands. They were. But they couldn’t act paraboid just because they were afraid either. The plans before them were solid. Only if Leader could get over this nagging feeling…

They were going to march into Whumper's biggest investment, a military grade communication building straight out of their small rebellion's league. Of course they were cautious.

"Thats not why you're afraid," the voice called out their lie. As if Leader didn’t know. But Leader refused to acknowledge the real reason.

"Are you listening, Leader?" Right Hand asked, putting a hand over their healthy shoulder for a moment.

"Yes," Leader sighed, both to the ghost and to their commander.

"Your commander, not second in command. I dont know if i should pity you or feel proud that you refuse to replace my position."

Leader ignored that, too.

"Perhaps you shouldn't join the mission. You look like you can barely carry yourself," Right Hand sighed. Their voice was surprisingly gentle, considering this was a feral beast under Leader's wing. A fierce protector with an admirable personality.

"Too much like me."

"I'm fine. Just thinking of alternatives," Leader assured, not really lying. There was something bugging them about the plans. There was something they were missing.

"If you say so," Right Hand grumbled, not believing it for a moment but also not pushing. "Then we're done here. We should rest until tomorrow."

"So concerned about you. Make sure they don't end up like me," the ghost chuckled.

It was not funny.

"I'll stay here for some more time. There's something bothering me about the plan," Leader said instead of snarling at the ghost. It earned a deep silence, but people left the room one by one.

"You know we can pull this off, right?" Right Hand asked just before reaching the door. "We can, and we can come back in one piece."

"I know," Leader assured. Leader had confidence in their squad.

"Lie." The voice pointed out.

"But Leader, can you?" Right asked, worried. That had to change. Leader had no right to make people concerned.

"Yes," they answered with a tone leaving no room to doubt.

"Lie," the voice said again. And it was right. Again.

"I'd rather be thrown into a rehab facility rather than being a burden. I wouldn't insist on coming if I felt unwell," Leader tried calmly. It satisfied Right Hand at least.

"You'd rather be tortured rather than letting them go alone either," the ghost smiled sadly.

Caretaker, Leader wanted to shout. Just let me go.

"But you're the one who can't let me go, Leader," Caretaker sighed. And Leader almost, almost saw them standing behind Right Hand with their usual attitude.

"You know, I… I thought it's because you didn't trust us to pull this off. Now I see it's because you care too much," Right Hand gave a cheeky smile. They didn't know anything. They had no right to dig Leader's soul.

"I don't want all of you to die before we get to see freedom," Leader countered with a half truth.

"Because if you admit you care, they will end up like me. If you let them any closer, they will die," Caretaker said uncharacteristically. Those sounded a lot like Leader's own words. Rightfully. Leader would sign under those. But hearing Caretaker recite those just felt wrong.

"Because I'm not here," Caretaker bit their lip. At least that was in character. "It's your mind. Unable to accept this is just—"

"Just admit you care, and I'll drop it," Right Hand of course kept pushing. Because Leader couldn't have a day without their sanity being played with, bith by the living and the dead. They didn't want their feelings to be questioned. Sure, Leader welcomed challenges to their authority as long as it wasn't destroying their function, but this qas outright invasive.

Leader held Right Hand’s gaze a moment longer, steadying themself before speaking.

“Enough,” They said firmly. “I’m counting on you to focus on the mission, not on me. I don't need it but the squad will, in the battle.”

Right Hand’s lips parted as if to argue, but they seemed to think better of it, glancing away. “Understood, sir,” they replied, their voice tainted with hesitancy.

Leader forced a small smile, holding onto the guise of calm as tightly as they clutched the edge of the table. "I appreciate the concern, Right Hand, really. But we both know I wouldn’t be standing here if I thought myself unfit for the task."

Right Hand stood by the door, lingering. But finally, they nodded. "Of course, sir."

With that, they turned and left the room, the door clicking shut behind them.

Silence settled like dust. Leader let out a long breath, slumping to their seat slightly, letting the practiced poise slip as they leaned against the table.

“Impressive. You’re still so good at pushing people away, even when they’re trying to help,” Caretaker’s voice drifted in, almost softly this time. Leader could picture them at the edge of the room, arms folded, an understanding look shadowing their gaze. "You’d rather fall apart alone than lean on them."

Leader’s fingers tightened around the edge of the table. "I didn’t ask for your opinion."

"No. But you just asked me to be there."

“You’re not here,” Leader forced out, pressing the words like a blade into their own mind. “You died, and you’re not here. So stop trying to haunt me. I didn't ask for this. Leave me alone.”

“But I’m here because you want me here,” the voice pressed. “You can leave me to die. Yet you don't let me go.”

Leader closed their eyes, trying to block out the words that hit too close to home. Every part of them wanted to deny, but they couldn’t.

"They don’t see it. How close you are to breaking. Love, you are destroying yourself.”

Leader didn't answer. They were done arguing with nothing. They were wasting precious time. They metaphorically showed the ghost and locked their feelings away. It wasn't like Caretaker could keep them from working. Not anymore.

And if they fell asleep on the blueprints of a plan from scratch, their body covering the tear marks on discharged papers, no one noticed. No one noticed - or mentioned even if anyone did - Leader not getting out of the room until midnight and walking to their room like a ghost at daybreak.

[lucabyte]

ppl saying they look to my comics for inspiration and pointers on how to format things is WILDDDD to me (and delightful don't get me wrong!! i am overjoyed) because like. none of you are privvy to the absolute WAHHH I DONT WANNNAAA bitchfits i was *CONSISTANTLY* throwing every time i forced myself to make a comic before i got into isat. like no joke. i considered comics such a fucking difficult medium they always drained my drawing energy so hard because they always felt like they took sooo long and had so many moving parts and were so much harder than storyboards (WHICH I ALREADY STRUGGLED WITH) because you had to account for panel shape and speech bubbles and-- like you get it. but genuinely for real. the sheer amount that i complained whenever i clawed my way through drawing a comic (which thus! was not very fucking much!!) compounded by the fact that i *genuinely have trouble reading comics*. as in, i really struggle to parse the flow of contiguous movement or action between panels (possibly connected to the fact ive got mad aphantasia?) of even really well done best-of-the-best professional comics...

... BUT. basically. what im trying to get at is. if you wanna learn to draw comics, evidently you super can?! I genuinely *didnt* draw comics before drawing isat fanart! I have no idea what it was about ISAT fanart that made it finally click for me? (I think it was... not having to think about colour? Removing a step from the process really helped. Plus, it being fanwork meant I could just start en-medias-res and not have to think about setup... Trying to cram too much explanation and setup into my oc stuff was always a big hurdle too...)

I find them fast to do now! and damn if i dont value speed in art (<- impatient little fucker). its still going slowly on my oc comics.. mostly due to the colour again, i think. but it's not extremely, ecruciatingly difficult anymore. is what im saying. and im genuinely baffled by it every time i put pen to page. its fucked up. did you guys know that practice makes things easier? . fucking perverted if you ask me.

As for looking at other people's things for inspiration. if you want to know where I was looking when I was piecing together the first couple fancomics I did for ISAT i want to specifically point at . well besides everything rebecca sugar has ever done (for hands and facial expressions *especially*), the main person i really dug into the work of was Leo Fox (Website link). I feel like i wanna point people to the source of a lot of the inspiration for my more off-kilter panel choices so you all can get the full experience rather than through my regurgitated mimesis. I'm now at the point where i can wing panel layout so i wasn't in there for longgg but. everyone go add it to your knowledge banks as for SUBJECT MATTER aka why i am i so deranged. those are squarely the 2019 postcanon homestuck golden era bleeding through my CLENCHED BITTEN DOWN JAW. A BULL TERRIER ON YOUR BRACHIAL ARTERY. namely that @/floralmarsupial and @/tomatograter's works (no i am not tagging them . im shy) are things i go back to frequently and floralmarsupials pure black/white inktober comics were *especially* an inspiration. if you've been following me a few months you may remember me reblogging a bunch of their stuff from 2019~2021 for seemingly no reason. this was why. The narratively divorced reality of jade strider & Liminal Space are big in my mind here. I balk to call myself anywhere near as good as these but these are what i'm aiming for, tonally and quality-ways with it. also detective pony but ive mentioned that already and thats farrrr too inside baseball for this post.

BUT YEAH TL;DR: I DIDNT DRAW LIKE ANY COMICS UNTIL UHHHH LIKE, WHAT, LIKE 8 MONTHS AGO? JESUS. ANYWAY. THIS MEANS YOU 🫵🫵🫵 CAN DO IT TOO. BELIEVE IN YOURSELF. DATTEBAYO!!!!

[goldentlme]

i’m searching for you in my fading memories .

alternate versions .

whooh . WHOOH !!!!! good GOD !!!!

listen to the song linked while looking I think it really adds . look up a translation too if you want ! listen to the entire lies of p ost in fact . its fucking fantastic .

NOTES .

in april 2022 , i drew a fanmade book cover for the danganronpa x reader fic Sleep Awake . in december of 2023 i redesigned my reader for that story for the third time and thought it appropriate to redraw that old cover with their new design . and yesterday , january 13th 2024 , i finished that bitch . View the fruits of my labour .

in my last Notes section i talked about nerfing the lighting . well um . i nerfed it again . i dont know if it was fate or if i just . idk . didnt want to but i axed both original concepts - the yellow overhead light ( mostly) , and the light blue under light - and just Winged the fuck outta it . that ' mostly ' means that the light source is Still overhead but i just took the colour out to make it more neutral .

another thing i brought up were the shelves and how i wanted to add more items to them . I did it this time , but not to the extent that i really wanted to . i'd hoped for more Clutter and ultimately couldnt think of anymore than a few items . SAID ITEMS BEING !!!!

the pills . self explanatory , since they haunted the majority of cases 2 and 3 .

chess pieces . cute little reference to the chess scene ! even if the scene itself didnt feature real chess pieces , the imagery wouldnt work if i didnt use real pieces .

the letter opener . dont need to explain this one . but i Did originally plan to have it in shin's hand ( explaining why that one is balled like that , because there was originally a Thing in there ) but i couldnt figure out how to draw it and make it look Good . i only added it back when i was colouring the trinkets on the shelves and realised that i Forgot to put it back into the drawing .

the joker card in the bottom corner . also shouldnt have to explain this one .

LITTLE DETAILS I THINK YOU SHOULD LOOK AT .

THE HANDS !!!!!!!!! i decided at the very last second to make them vaguely see through . and theyre all a persons ! amami and shinguji are the obvious ones , but the two holding at the top are supposed to be ouma ( on the scarf ) and akamatsu ( on the rope ) . i would have included tojo's as well but i couldnt fit it in the composition without it looking awkward and out of place and i thought there were already enough references to case 3 as is .

and you literally cant even see it but if you look REALLY closely at oumas hand . his skin is a little grey and you can see the veins through the skin . wonder what happened there . Guess we'll never know !

THE BOOKS !! did the same thing as last time with a Little More . purple books are ouma , green are both amami and tojo , blue is both kiibo and chabashira , pink is akamatsu , and red is phys themselves . i know phys's canonical colour association is olive green but consider : shin is red . look at him . hes Red . that ones for me specifically .

with that . i did all of those books by hand . i drew about 9 variations of books and copy pasted them sure but i Shaded and Coloured them all individually . youll never guess how fucking LONG that took . so yeah . no one book has the exact same shading . goodie !

THE JOKER !!! yes i know i talked about it in the previous section but i WILL talk about the card itself . because i unironically am so in love with how that drawing came out . the little guy featured there is my Lies of P oc scaramouche or scaramuccia ( i use them interchangeably ) . hes a silly jester :3 . the depiction on the card is of him in his prime , before . All Of That Happened . story-wise he's a super famous circus performer known as " The One Man Show " because all of his acts are done alone and are absolutely insane . hes very good at what he does which is Why he doesnt have a crew . and the only reason hes so good is because he't not even human , just pretending to be !

additionally , i originally planned for that joker card to be a Real Life Joker . because a little known fun fact about me is that i collect playing card decks ! but i looked and literally NONE of the ones i currently own would have fit the piece . so . yeah . i just ended up drawing darling scaramuccia . heres the full image im so chuffed

i think thats all i got for the drawing itself . i initially started this back in early december but got stuck and picked it back up a couple days ago , so its been marinating for a bit . hope we all like it ! i think its Better than the original . THE SERIOUS STUFF .

its so fucking insane to think that its been almost 2 years . not only have i truly rediscovered my love of reader insert fanfiction after so many years unable to even think about it without feeling a little sick to my stomach , but ive made so many good friends and core memories through this fic . i even got back into writing . literally never thought id write again after my 11th grade english class and my 10th grade creative writing class . and im having FUN with it . wild .

anyways , this one goes out to vee @chihirolovebot for writing one of The Fics of all time , putting up with my insane ramblings about idol these past months ( READ SWINGING RIGHT NEOWWWW ) , and for letting me help design their dnd characters . godspeed .

it goes out to nex @nexuswrites for beating better genshin character builds into me , giving great fic recommendations , creating thief of detectives quandary fame . READ DQ ( THREAT ) !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! , and being a fellow p5 and pokemon lover . i miss the coordinator and justice

and of COURSE !!!! rei @berry-creates . the gay the myth the legend . a fellow oc haver and lover , a fantastic writer , and an overall lovely person . this one goes out to u for sharing oc playlists , playing splatoon with me , and for creating maddie . theyre a little freak and i want to study them . i love seeing u go insane over them its like enrichment for me bc i too am also a little mentally ill about them im just really good at hiding it .

theres a whole lot more i could say and more people i could talk about but this is long enough , isnt it ?

thanks for a beautiful 2 years of physouma yaoi . heres to the upcoming sleep awake case 6 , epilogue , all the future additions to the one shot book , the entire rest of dq , tfp , and sams , and more blorbos to put in the smoothie maker . this took a whole two hours to write .

cheers , boys .

song of the post .

[a-court-of-moonlight-and-ire]

I got caught shoplifting a few weeks ago so Im gonna have a court proceeding (? if thats what you call it in english idk) in a couple hours and Im a little bit nervous but the shit I stole was only worth 7€ and it was my first time getting caught so I dont think it'll be too big of a deal. Honestly Im just glad I didnt get caught while I was stealing ~85€ worth of acotar books, because my punishment would not only be wayyyy harsher it would also just be embarrassing, imagine stealing sjm books when theres so many good books you could steal from a bookstore

Anyway, speaking of acotar books, its livebloggin time. Last time, Feyre and Rhysand came to this cabin in the woods/inn in the middle of nowhere and stayed in a room thats so small that you couldnt even have sex in it and then they had sex. not penetrative sex, they just fingered each other. Which is to say Rhysand fingered her vagina and Feyre fingered his wings because god forbid a man be on the receiving end for anything other than a blowjob. Also, I guess Mor, Cassian and Azriel are somewhere else? I didnt wanna say anything about them being gone bc I just kinda assumed they were staying with Feysand but they seem to be gone. whatever I dont care about those guys anyway

Chapter 49

Feyres internal declarations of love and wanting to be with Rhys forever feel very shallow when you consider the fact that 1) theyve only had like 3 months worth of non-traumatic interactions with eachother, and 2) she thought the exact same way about Tamlin and then she DIED FOR HIM and then she left him after barely half a year

'"You know exactly that I would do anything for my people and my family."' 'Your people' consisting of one (1) city

Feyre's pussy feels slightly raw from getting fingered hours ago?? thats not a good sign.

'"I'm not gonna turn away from you. Not from you," I promised him quietly.' honestly, i can believe that, if you can fully forgive someone for physically torturing and sexually assaulting you after like a month or two you can forgive them anything, I have no idea why Rhys would be worried about that

can you imagine if Rhysand got shot with poisoned arrows and he just died right here. Life could be a dream but alas, I live in a nightmare world

I actually really like Feyre going feral over her love interest like this (even if that love interest is Rhys) I dont we're gonna get much more of that in this series so I shall savour it

Yeah, now that she mentions it, how come one ash arrow was enough to straight up kill Andras but Rhysand gets hit by like a dozen and hes just fine after this. I guess it could be that Feyre shot Andras in the eye so it was more lethal than Rhys getting shot in the back and wings but still, afaik there are no longterm consequences from this, like hes not even gonna have to deal with idk, his back hurting at certain points or something

Im not a fan of Feyre being so murderhappy now when she was reluctant to even kill animals at the start of this book, like at a certain point Im not so much bothered by Feyre's character being retconned from ACOTAR but her character from start of ACOMAF

Damn I didnt think the sex would be anything other than a pointless diversion, but here it is, being plot relevant

How come these guys have been torturing him by just stringing him up and leaving the arrows while they whip him, if I was an evil torturer and had just gotten my hands on a guy with wings Im sawing those badboys off immediately. or should i say batboys ahahahha.hahha

Oh, just a splinter of ashwood can he deadly but of course Rhysand is gonna be pretty much fine after being impaled with seven whole arrows

'"And Elain would love [Velaris], I'm sure of it. Although she would probably cling to Azriel the whole time, looking for safety."' smth about that line feels icky to me, I think its the fact that I dont think Elain actually properly interacted with Azriel at this point and also, Velaris is a perfect paradisical city what on earth would she need his protection for there

ughhhh all this bullshit with the dresser is so unbearably annoying

I guess I'll see how this all actually pans out next chapter, but right now I gotta say I dont like the fact that Rhysand's wounds just heal on their own, I couldve used some good whump with him. And Im not just saying that because I dont like him and Im a sadistic little bitch, even though both of those things are true, Im saying this because I think seeing him in a vulnerable position for an extended time would make me like him more

[qoldenskies]

Hey me again *frothing at the mouth* What Are You Doing To Me

Also I had a question this time but feel free to ignore or leave it if it'd be spoilers or something. In clipped wings will they find out and get revenge on the (presumably witch yokai) who placed the curse? I know you said the focus of this segment would be the recovery but I am nothing if not a sucker for some good ol revenge :3

It was so fun to know that the other yokai in the bathroom would be important from the very start but not fully why; to then finally make the connection with April that it was probably a witch from witchtown???? *chefs kiss* good stuff right there I say I do say. I honestly never got around to watching the entirety of the show (too much second hand embarrassment) and Donnie vs Witchtown was one of those episodes I skipped, so now I'm wondering if this is a previously introduced character or someone brought in solely for the sake of the plot. And who knows this may not be relevant to the fic whatsoever but I'm curious and rabid with feelings *bats eyelashes at you cutely*

And if there is revenge I'm so excited because Leo clearly meant that he would kill whoever did it but also he was delirious with grief and also actually killing someone would be so disastrous. Sure the three may feel better about it but I can't help but feel it would truly prove to Donnie that they have full capability to actually kill him. They didn't before but they still have that power of course it would only take a few slip ups before he's out of luck. Would he feel any relief in knowing that the one behind all of his pain was gone forever and no longer able to harm him? No because its so so deeply ingrained in him that it's all his fault and now he's gone and gotten someone Killed over him. Ihxogsgkslhdlhxigdykxgkc

Sorry I lost myself a bit there. Anywho I'm still feral about all of this and I don't think I will be able to function properly for a very long time and I am so sorry I'm apparently incapable of being normal about this. Thanks again! :D

HIIIIII //WAVES EXCITEDLY

i saw your last ask yesterday and i could have SWORN i responded but then i saw it in my ask box and was like SHIT.......... and then i came back and there was another so NO MATTER!!! I WILL RESPOND TO THIS ONE (and get to the ao3 comments in the morning because i get so easily overwhelmed by them even though they are my lifeblood LMAO)

secondhand embarrassment is quite a valid reason to skip around episodes, although if you want to know what happens in the ones you skimmed over the rottmnt wiki has transcripts which i tend to use when going back for information for fics! and the witch isn't a pre-established character, no worries!!! (i somewhat considered bringing back mira and gentry, but as it is right now i dont think they'll be appearing at all) i could have just used an oc but ive decided to LOOSELY adapt idw kitsune and not really worry about how adherent she is to her original characterization; i just know she does some brainwashing in the idw comics, so she was the best to snatch! also foxes are cool

AND THERE WILL BE REVENGE! some stipulations have to be met first so i cant really reveal the circumstances without going too deeply into spoiler territory, but they have an extremely pressing issue they don't even know about yet, so they'll be distracted with that before they can do anything along those lines (and the way they fix it will even play into the revenge!). i should probably warn, though, that the witch in the bathroom was not actually the one who did the curse, but she WAS still responsible,,,, let's just say the magic that was used for it is not typical of regular, mortal witches. ;)

and as for the way donnie will respond, i cant say much about it yet!! things are going to be very different by the time we get to that point heehee

[soukokumychildren]

I. ABSOLOUTLY. ADORE YOUR IDEA WITH YOUR AU SO MUCHhhhhaaaaah!! ✨✨✨✨🖤🖤

Chuuya having WINGS!!? Even though he could in somee way fly before already, it feels so different with wings!! Like really cool!!

(( I have always Liked wings -

Is your AU going to follow the main time-line of the show? Like, the illustrations you've posted sure does look like it-- (love them- love this idea-) ((Soukoku Reunion where Chuuya has feathers!!? ✨)

Wait, wait, wait, No- dont spoil anything..! (maybe just a little yes or no- that wouldn't really spoil anything—) I will find out as I read—!

I mainly wanted to say I'm really looking forward to reading this!!

It's my first BSD AU where it follows the main time-line - just differently- as well! A thing I really like!!

Well, if it really does ofc, but It sure does look like it—Arg, I gotta just continue reading soon——

Even if it don't this seems really interesting already!!!

Ahem, anyhow, this became a bit long- I wanted to expres my excitement about this-especially after, you even looked at some of my BSD stuff after I followed you!!!!

Thank you soo much!✨ That became the last push to write this little too long text, that isn't really a question, but more like a thank you-ahh im excited for this-- that I had already considered writing to you after I started reading😅😅👍

This entire post just made my day and while I could I'd rather not risk dying from lightheadedness from spinning too fast in excitement in my spinny chair XDDDDD THANK YOU SO MUCH

I can't express how embarrassed I am just fshfhsgshgsghshg I have been CRAZY for wings for AGES now, and I just saw soooo many posts about how "what if Chuuya could fly Dazai" I thought, fuckers, I can make that REALITY And it is going to follow the main timeline of the show just...alot differently but at the same time trying really hard to stick to the normal plot In hindsight that means I must suffer with all my energy to watch the first season of bsd (When I first watched BSD, the first episodes were for setup, and rightfully so. That all made sense, it really put the characters together. But I watched it a second time and it dragged ON and ON and I COULDN'T STAND IT UNTIL CHUUYA CAME TO GRAB DAZAI gARgHHrhgh). I must admit I'm confused on the "Soukoku reunion where Chuuya has feathers" bit though 🤔 And currently during the plot I'm writing I have to improvise ALOT from what I know, and really this fic is also whatever the fuck I wanna write with whatever writing style I have on hand slapped into each 1K chapter so I'm really trying here LOL Also the fact when [undisclosed plot device] will be introduced, I'll be writing seperate smut for [undisclosed plot device] because I can then do WHATEVER I want wITHOUT any repercussions Hopefully I can add in [undisclosed plot device] just in a way that people will understand. Though I hear that Beast Dazai also came across [undisclosed plot device] at one point :D

I'm going SO offtopic here LMFAO And seriously? Really??? I'm surprised! I'm sure theres alot of fics that go by the timeline, I especially have run into cough ones which I liked which are specifically smut related..... and I go back to off topic I'm sorry LMAO But I'm sosoosososo glad you like it! It just means alot to me you wrote alot and now I'm just ranting because you've shown genuine interest without going off the rails (as far as I've seen) so this is pretty cool for me too!!! And I do usually look to peoples accounts who follow me (especially those who find interest in a SURPRISING amount of my stuff XD) so yeah, that's why and I found some GOOD stuff on your account too, so that's REALLY awesome. Talk to me any time! Dm me, reblog and talk to me that way, use replies, whatever the fuck! I love talking to people, and this was genuinely fun to write. :]

[tostadamika]

Daniel Watches She-Ra

& The Princesses Of Power

-S1E3- 'Razz'

Todays' She-Ra Watchthrough Art: Look I have been having a real shit week or so let me just bullshit this one thanks

Dumb question but why is Glimmers mom British? Also this is probably just me but it looks like her wings are attached to her hair & I can't stop thinking about it.

Oh also yo the theme song?

Yeah that's pretty swell.

A big step up from the original cartoon which was just.....sad? It's just like a sad attempt of being a cool retro cartoon theme song. It fails to live up to any of the greats of decades past.

TMNT 87? Iconic. Badass. Groovy. Radical.

Transformers? Iconic as well. Absolutely fucks.

The Super Mario Bros. Super Show? Fucking ART that makes Hans Zimmer look like an absolute fucking dork.

Sonic Underground? LITERALLY THE GREATEST FUCKING PIECE OF MUSIC EVER COMPOSED BY MANKIND.

80s She-Ra? It's like watching a cat spray diarrhea across my carpet for a solid minute. It's just sad.

Okay so I literally don't know any of their names but uh-

These two. These two evil goons right here.

Are-

Okay so are they like gay? I don't know why but my brain saw this & went "Is this dude dating that lizard? are they going to smooch?"

I have no evidence or any proof to back up my claim here.

But I'm gonna just assume these two are gay & smooching & holding hands & stuff.

Anyways these goon squad characters are lame, also fuck that one girl who was bullying Cat-Ra, like, damn. The fuck is her problem?

Like leave that cat alone she's a fucking cat. Who bullies a cat??

Fuck you!!

Yeah so the only two goons I find myself enjoying are these two because I just get a strong feeling that they might be gay.

Again, I have no proof or evidence. But I'm gonna just say that they are anyway because I decided that I want to & you can't stop me.

Also one of them is a lizard dude. Like I said, that objectively makes him cool as fuck because reptiles are rad as hell.

ALSO GLIMMER & ADORA ARE SO GAY??

LIKE- OKAY FIRST OFF THIS POSE ABOVE THIS SENTENCE? THAT AIN'T A POSE OF A STRAIGHT PERSON. SHE'S AT THE VERY LEAST BI OR LESBIAN OR SOMETHING. BUT NAH THAT POSE IS GIVING ME VERY HEAVY FAG VIBES /POS

GOD THEY'RE GAY THEY'RE GAY THEY ARE GIRLFRIENDS IDC

I fucking squealed at this they're SO IN LOVE AAAAAA

GOD THEY ARE SO GAY

SHE'S BEING SO GAY JUST TALKING ABOUT ADORA/SHE-RA

GAY?? GAY

REAL

IF THEY DONT KISS & HOLD HANDS BY THE END IM GOING TO PISS ON MY NEIGHBOURS MAILBOX

POV: Glimmer introduces you to her wife (she's magic & can become very tall & glows bc she's just cool like that)

Also I like, find She-Ra so fucking funny from the design itself?

She's just.....tall. She's a tall lass. Big. Large. Massive. A Tree.

Like, the fact that she's just....big. Like this is a needed change for her transformation. Being taller is an essential part of it.

One of her magical powers is just being really tall I guess. Like that's part of the transformation, she gets BIG. So that's just considered a power, because it makes her taller.

Being a tall fuck is considered a magical ability in this universe.

Also why did this episode just turn into Pixars' Brave (2012) for the middle part? I'm not upset I'm just confused bc I didn't expect to be hit with this sudden flashback to 2012 shit. But I like this old lady.

But (good job daniel you used but twice in a row, you're so good at writing you stupid fucking idiot-) I just kept being reminded of Brave while watching. I don't know if that's a good thing or not. I haven't watched Brave in like a decade. Like, damn though, this part just reminded me of it a lot & I feel it's worth mentioning.

I should rewatch Brave sometime.

AHEM-

SHE'S SO FUCKING CUTE I WANT TO CRY SHE'S LITERALLY THE SCRUNKLY SCRIMBLO BLORBO AND ALSO A FAGGOT. I LOVE HER. PROTECT THIS SPARKLY FAGGOT & HER MAGICAL WIFE.

GRAHHHHHHH

Whore-Dak Update:

Okay Hordak, you get points just because you told Shadow Weaver to go fuck herself. That's incredibly based & awesome of you. To not only tell the wizard bitch to shove her stupid fucking shadow magic fart clouds up her ass. But you also were like "Hey angry lesbian cat, you get a promotion because you're epic" & that's so real.

I respect a villain who doesn't bully cats for no reason.

(other than because you're a huge bitch cough shadow cunt cough)

You're still nowhere near being Skeletor. But you are definitely a far better villain than the original 80s Hordak was. Keep it up buddy.

[centellazul]

🥀 Galaxia and Hada Emo

(Hihihihi, have so many thing i want to know about them both ngl but uh well dont want to actually spam-)

" 🥀 (Wilted Rose) - Do they have a Soul form? What would it look and act like? How much control over themselves do they have? Is it still possible to save them, or are they too far gone? "

Long post so all in the keep reading! asks here!

ohhhh so a hard one!

Well for Galaxia, she had her soul form!

I have to say I'm better at drawing than explaining so I did this for real reference!

She's beautiful in that way, isn't she? i like it. the key words for this whole mess are: chaos and ghost

This form was given, as a form of defense against the ancients as she tried to escape from being sealed in the sword

Her head was in chaos, her heart shattered by the betrayal of her dear friend and her superiors, the physical pain that was the mages trying to remove her soul was agony for her... However, she ended up sealed.

Despite being the Soul Hero, she doesn't have much control over this form given the conditions under which she “broke free” (and might “break free” in the future… you'll have to wait) and being a Wanya.

So she acts in violent ways for what you would expect from her, all driven by pain. Is it still possible to save them? I mean yes, if you are fast and act carefully yes.

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Now to Hada emo, now called "Penumbra"

they do not have in the planned lore, sad. BUUUTTT we can talk hypothetically!!

the design slightly inspired by zero, especially the wings, Penumbra was originally a fairy and later a dark matter (ironic I would say)

I feel they would have more control and power than Galaxia, given their nature. They would probably use that form as a last resort. And whether they could be saved… it really depends.

I also considered that their faces should be seen, to show who they really are. Something contradictory… A fairy who shook hands with the darkness… it happened like this

Keyword: Hate and Power

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andd their real form, as I said in a previous hc post, the "original and pure forms" are butterflies (Red one Galaxia, Dark one Penumbra)

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Ayyyy sweet Anon thank you so much for the question!!! it really brought me a lot of happiness to be able to write and answer this question ✨!!! I tried to be as fast as possible that's why the drawings are simple!!! Thanks for your interest 💖💖💖

And also thank you to those who read this long post!!! <3<3<3

Have a Nice day ✨✨✨

[keirawantstocry]

Hehehehehe 🐦‍⬛ Salut I have angst.

Pancake polycule

They find Jaiden unconscious at the new spawn and bring her to Bagi's home and put her in a small extra room. The women and their child all worriedly talking a bit away from the room, asking the questions anoungst themselves 'how did she get her? When? Where has she been?' but they made a mistake you see. They dont know shes claustrophobic, and waking by yourself in a completely unfamiliar place, a small and confining unfamiliar place, with the last memory being in purgatory. Well they all run the moment they hear the loud screech of a very destressed bird. Flinging the door open to see her squished into a corner, talons out ready for a fight, feathers standing on end, wings curled around her protectively, eyes wide with a feral level of panic.

Bagi flicking the lights on, receiving another screech, slowly approaching Jaiden. Her breath picking up more, her mind too panicked to recognize who or what is approaching just 'DangerDangerDAnGer' taking a swipe at them.

Bagi yelps, sucking in a sharp breath at the sting of claws cutting her hand, she pulls the now injured hand to her chest, crouching to Jaiden's level and speaking calmly to her. Slowly getting closer as her words seem to sink into Jaiden.

Blinking the fog of panic away to see Bagi so close to her, with a worried look on ger face. Glancing down to see the blood drip through her clenched hand. Trying to apologize, trying to ask wtf is happening, but the words wont leave ger throat they feel trapped. But she manges an apologetic trill. Feeling the eind knock out of her as Bagi pulls her into a tight hug, murmurs of 'youre alive, youre safe its okay'. She trills again

cherie do you enjoy pain? why all the angst? /lh

also consider if we follow your logic that she just came from Purgatory. all that is on her mind is death and trying to protect the eggs. in my mind she wouldnt hurt Em if she tried to approach her but anyone adult sized would get scratched at, simply out of pure fear

[therealslimshakespeare]

how is ida and rosie’s sex life given that ida was raped but rosie would technically also be her “first”?

and was maureen raped? i dont think she was like it wasn’t mentioned that i caught but then again maybe they all were? Can you go into detail about what maureen’s tortures/punishments were in the “prestigious female camp?”

Ah, ok, thank you for asking! I intend to remain nebulous in the actual fics except for a few specific blurbs. For two reasons:

In my opinion I think it feels more realistic to the times and helps it read more like a narrative of these women to not be graphically detailed. Except in the case of Ida who will give a detailed deposition, which will become a fic of its own.

Now, as I realize lots of readers may not wish to read those gruesome details, when I do write such things it’ll be in fairly isolated fics and so everyone won’t be missing anything besides those details -and a little Rosie x Ida backstory. I don’t think everyone would appreciate it being intermingled consistently.

Secondly: some of this trauma in story telling is better left vague to evoke general emotions, imo.

However, for asks? I love clarifying...

TW BELOW: RAPE, SEXUAL VIOLENCE

First off Maureen -yes, in my canon she was. Specifically mentioned that someone stood on her hands while someone else did it. Personally I like to think she scrapped hard and probably bit some fingers off. Perhaps she was considered too much trouble for repeat attacks. But yes, she was raped. And to keep accurate to those poor Soviet Female Officers, most of these girls probably were subjected to the same. Hence why the majority were asking Ida about accidental pregnancies from it.

Ida and Rosie— it’s better and worse in that this man knows everything that happened to her. Every gruesome detail, thanks to her deposition. It both gives her comfort and vulnerability around him, it instills in him heaps of patience and protectiveness. He’s a nurturing sort anyways, and he enjoys her companionship, you bet that he would be devoted to this woman even though it takes ages for her to be comfortable with much of anything.

I do think Ida becomes pretty enamored with kissing, she’s never done it before really and Rosie is no fumbling prom date, he’s a sensuous man who cherishes his plane’s wings -how much more the shell of his lover’s soul?! I think it’s many years before they fully consummate their marriage, there were times she thought she was ready and yet -never underestimate what can trigger trauma, even if your rational mind wants a thing, try telling that to your psyche. Rosie in many ways has a more realistic expectation of how long and slow it might take, and he’s willing to actively wait and love her through it.

Eventually they do have a happy and very deep sexual bond due to the very contrast of trauma and gentle specialness of Robert being her first.

[quitealotofsodapop]

[causes the spiders to silently agree to send one of their own (Spindrax)]

Ooh! Spindrax! Is she gonna survive what LBD does to the Spiders? New daughter?

referencing: Bai He is not having fun

Spindrax the Biker Spider:

Spindrax is a biker much like in her original concept and a racing rival to Mei. She's also the youngest of the clan, meaning that the Spider Gang knew that if something happened to any of them, she could make it far away & fast enough to be spared.

She considers the Spider Gang her family (is likely even adopted by them), and saw her new mission to track the Monkie Gang as a great chance to show off her strength/worth to them. Not realizing that part of the reason she was sent ahead and out of the lair was to make sure LBD and the Mayor couldn't get their hands on her...

In this alternate version of "72 Transformations" MK turned himself tiny in order to try find & extract Bai He from the sewers (honestly not knowing if it would bring LBD with him, he just wanted his baby sister back). Him and the Spider Gang immediately agree that LBD is bad news, and MK leaves them with the mech if they agree to protect his little sister even if something happens to them. Before MK leaves, each spider wraps a length of their silk as a... "safety precaution" around his wrist- a secretive Spider Demon ritual they reluctantly entrust him with.

Spider Queen: "You don't expect me to give my One Strand to a common monkey thief do you!?" Huntsman: "What other choice do we have? Whether or not you trust the boy, him and his friends are the only ones who can perform the ritual in our absence." Goliath: "And you dont want Spindrax to be left alone, do you?" Spider Queen: "Of course not! But I wouldn't let my little princess go anywhere near-!" Huntsman: "Then trust the boy. He's strong enough for it. And not him, then his allies." Spider Queen: *grumbles and gives MK a strangely strong but thin strand of silk formed from her own magic* "Don't make me regret this, boy... But give these to Spindrax the second you cross paths again!" MK, very confused and grossed out: "Umm... ok, ew eww! Why are you all giving me your butt-rope?" Syntax (not a born spider demon): "I haven't a clue, but have mine too I guess?" Huntsman: "You'll learn of their purpose once you enter Diyu." MK & Syntax, unsure who Huntsman's responding to: "M'kay..."

Later as Spindrax is silently tracking the gang as theyre training in the desert outisde Megapolis; she feels a Spidey Sense of grief go down her spine. She isn't sure why.

Until the Bone Mech appears...

She quickly does a GTA-style motorcycle speedrun onto the ship to join the Monkie Gang. To the joy of Mei (cus her "#Biker Bestie!" is here) and to the distrust of the rest of the gang. Save for MK who already knew that the Spider Gang were afraid of LBD. Spindrax is immediately taken under Sandy's wing for her mechanical prowess,

Spindrax also has her vunerable moments with the gang...

Spindrax, leaning against the ship's engine, looking very glum: "Hey, tuk-tuk boy. What was the last thing they said to you? Spider Queen and all of them, I mean. Did any of them... mention me?" MK: "Huh? Oh yeah! They told me to give you their butt rope." *hands her the lengths of silk* Spindrax, trying to hide her watery eyes as she accepts it: "Then they knew... they knew she was gonna..." *breaks down crying* MK, in immediate big-brother mode: "Hey hey... it's ok... What do you mean they knew?" Spindrax: "According to spider demon lore, a single strand of silk can be used by their clan mates to find them in Diyu once they've passed on. It's tradition to give your One Strand to your surviving clan mates if you know that your death is approaching." MK: "Oh..." Spindrax: "Yeah." *sad laugh* "I guess Lady Bone Demon has taken from both of our families then..." MK: "...and like us, you'll get yours back. I promise." Spindrax, still sad but much brighter: "...you're corny as hell, dude."

The lore of the spider silk comes from a certain Buddist fairytale. It comes very much in handy later on when the gang find themselves somewhere... infernal.