#i get the idea tho lololol 😂

[wyervan]

Heyy, I really wanted to say how obsessed I'd been with your DCA Slasher Au! I LOVE the designs, the little things you tell us about them and all of that. It's really really cool. I also like A LOT your art style🫂

Also I wanted to share from here some doodles I'd been doing because I'm really embarrassed to share them in my blog but whateverr. As I say.. loved the designs and obviously I had to draw them with my baby (He has seen the horrors)

Also I'm not really sure if you already answered this (feel free to ignore it if so) but..

- Are you planning to make it a fic? Like in Ao3 or some sort of. Or maybe comics or short chapters?

- Are you telling us/showing us more of The Glamrocks in the story?

- What is the relation between Vanessa and Star/y/n?? Friends, It is casual? I really really like Vanessa and if you are ok with it could you tell us what does she thinks of Sun and Moon?

Anyways thank youu you are so cool yay people cheered🫂🫂👏💚

omg you like my style?? No I like your style dude. It’s feels so down to earth? Genuine? You got some great gesture happening in your lines. And you make me laugh 😝

I am planning on doing a fic! But I don’t have the full plot figured out 🤔. I have this fear that if I start writing and publishing chapters without knowing all the details, later on I’ll find out there’s a big plot hole. And then I sweep the rug out from people by going back and needing to change what I’ve already written.

I know though that my own perfectionism often holds me back so I should probably just slap myself on the ass and get to writing at least the first two chapters. I have a very clear idea of how they’ll go.

Yes it would be going on AO3 (as soon as i figure out the tagging culture over there). I will ofc be continuing to do short comics and illustrations alongside any writing.

I’m actually in the middle of doing some design exploration with the Glamrocks rn! Hopefully I’ll be able to share some sketches with you guys by the end of the weekend~~ They are side characters but I want them to be more than just fluff or cameos, ya kno what I mean?

Ahh~~ and Vanessa, nobody’s asked about her yet :3c. I do in fact see her and y/n Star as becoming aquatinted, perhaps to the surprise of both of them!

Vanessa is a cop! Disappearances around town have put a lot of pressure on her small department and she’s had to pay the arcade a visit more than once to take routine statements on a couple of the missing people.

Her presence around the arcade puts Smoon on edge for obvious reasons, though she has no idea why. For now she chalks it up to the general anxiety people get around police and… they’re just… strange men.

[dreamwritesimagines]

it’s CMA-

Wow what is this? I’m on time for once? Shocking honestly; okay let’s do this:

Lmaoooo daphne Jesus have some boundaries lmaoooo. I love that in these stories everyone must tell everyone when they are fucking/have been fucked and then how good it was. It’s like reviewing restaurants on yelp but worse.

Look I come from a super conservative background not unlike regency era in which even kissing in front of other people is unusual and weird (not scandalous but still weird and uncomfortable and never happens), so the idea of people just openly asking each other about their sex lives is so wild.

(I am trying to be more open-minded/sex-positive, it’s just a very different dynamic than what I’m used to)

OH NO ANDREW!!!!!!!

Well at least he’s not pissed, just disappointed. Phew, that’s a relief at least

Aughhhhh I love them. He’s so understanding and patient and sweet and I ju-

Honestly might be my favorite character you’ve written for yet… 🙊 (I’m getting sentimental in my old age haha)

Love love loved this chapter; a bit slower but I like the change of pace/break from the constant drama everywhere else (or rather there is drama but they’re not in the middle of it this time lololol).

I love their soft moments of peace and tranquility together, and that Ben was so reasonable and calm instead of blowing up, if a bit sad.

Also Anthony’s about to cause the fourth scandal of the season lmaooo

Honestly I lowkey just want her parents to stay away to preserve the softness of this storyline, to avoid the drama and let them live in soft and happy peace…. Lowkey tho lmao I still want her parents to get fucked tho.

Thank u for this wonderful chapter dream; I absolutely love love love it!!

CMA HI MY LOVEEE❤️

It’s like reviewing restaurants on yelp but worse I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING OH MY GOD😂

And to think that, like, Anthony or Benedict or Simon would NOT talk to each other about that 😂 Clover, Daphne and Lottie on the other hand...😂

Aw I understand that! ❤️

Lolll Andrew😂 He didn't even consider that Clover might not have told Benedict 😂

I think that even if he was angry, after that last time, Benedict would think twice ❤️ That's why he put his hands in his pockets and sounded incredibly calm while asking her ❤️

Wait your favorite?! Reallyyy?😱❤️

Oh absolutely, I wanted to change the pace a little on this chapter because this is gonna be our last "calm" chapter for a while 😏 It'll be fun! ❤️

Anthony and Lottie were doing something scandalous for sure 😈

Awww honeyy, you're so sweet! ❤️ Thank you so so much for this, I hope you'll like the next one as well! ❤️

[meowzfordayz]

Hii!! Hope you’re doing okay! This is my very first time requesting so I’m slightly nervous (read over your request rules like 5 times)! I also noticed you got a lot of wips so please take your time on this!! Okay so, I love love LOVE Tanjirou’s hands and the textures of his hands so I was wondering if you could do some headcanons of his s/o (fem reader if possible!) holding his hand a lot and just like tracing her fingers on his palm and all and overall just admiring the textures (god I said textures twice my bad) I hope this is understandable enough for you!! I swear if tumblr cuts out 99% of what I said I’ll riot /lh

Hello, hello, hello! I'm doing okay. 😁 Yourself? I'm absolutely honored and grateful to be your first request !! *squeak* ☺️ Tysm too for being considerate of my faqs; I appreciate you noticing and respecting my wips! Buuut hcs are like mac n cheese: much faster to cook than attempting gourmet, and just as delicious. 😋 Hopefully that analogy makes sense ??, bc I absolutely enjoy attempting gourmet (aka writing one shots)! It's just that mac n cheese generally takes significantly less prepping and cooking time lmao. That being said, your request was 100% understandable, and Tumblr didn't cut out anything (that I'm aware of). Sending you supportive, patient vibes. 💗 P.S. DON'T EVEN FRET ABOUT SAYING "textures" TWICE. Ctrl-F is literally my best friend, and iT IS NOT FUN. 😂 10/10 would unfriend, but I can't. 💀

Author’s Note: did someone say more Tanjirou fluff? Ehh, more like never enough Tanjirou fluff !!!!!

tanjirou’s hands/softest devotion

Kamado Tanjirou x Reader

Word Count: ~1,200

CW: none

~faqs~

Ik, Ik, Ik, this is supposed to be about Tanjirou, and it will be! It is!

Just give me a sec to ramble as per usual when I write hcs teehee

I grew up super proud of my callouses #monkey bar queen #once a gymnast always a gymnast

And now I rock climb !!

So callouses have always been meaningful to me (does that sound as weird as I think it does? 😅), and I 100% get their appeal !!

P.S. I wrote some of this at ~3am, so pardon anything long winded lmao

I’m positive Tanjirou’s insecure about his callouses

He recognizes the benefit of their durability

And is proud, to an extent, knowing his callouses are a physical embodiment of his work ethic, growth, determination… (I could go on and on and on listing positive adjectives/descriptions about Tanjirou)

It’s just

The first time he touches you

Really, truly, intimately: traces the line of your jaw, the path of your cheekbones, brushes over your eyelids, smooths your brows, rubs adoringly at your temples

He fixates on how rough his skin is

Not entirely — he’s mostly drowning in the softness, the closeness, of your skin

But his guilt, doubt, hesitation—fixation—lingers

To clarify: he wants to touch you

Often, always, forever

Wants to caress your cheek, lightly pinch your earlobe, cup your face gently, protectively, reassuringly — fleeting touches, longer touches, sensual, teasing, cherishing

But, that nagging, devouring, relentless fixation deters him

It doesn’t help that you’re as touchy with him as he wishes he could be with you

—#tongue twister oops 😆

Lightly tapping his nose, thumb following the outline of his scar, giggling as you poke at him: his shoulders, shoulder blades, the dip behind his ears

You’re so casual, intentional, affectionate

He feels safe, grounded, reminded, that he’s desired, wanted, needed

And badly, disappointed, frustrated, that he can’t bring himself to reciprocate as deeply as the addictive scintillation that floods his nervous system when you touch him

“Tan?” you smile your Tan smile, clinging to his arm

“Hm?”

“Is this okay?”

“Of course!” 😍

Lowkey: he has no idea what you mean by “this” lololol

He figures tho: if you’re smiling your Tan smile, then it’s fine 🥰

“Tan?” you peer up at him, chin digging into his bicep

“Sweetheart?” he resists the urge to run his fingers through your hair, worried his callouses could snag

“You’d tell me if I was too… physical, right?” you ask quietly

“Too… physical?” Tanjirou’s confused, baffled, puzzled

Surely you aren’t concerned about being too physical ??

He practically dissolves under your ministrations, your attention — gooey, satisfied, enamored

And he could’ve sworn you noticed ??

Could’ve sworn your touches increased twofold, tenfold, as it became more and more obvious how much he delighted in them

—Let’s be honest: everyone in KNY is touch starved 😔

—Especially darling Tanjirou, always looking out for others

—#touch for Tanjirou

“Never mind,” you mumble shyly

“Hey,” he subconsciously reaches for your hand, lifting your knuckles to his lips, “You don’t have to say that,” kisses each individual knuckle, “You can tell me anything.”

—Well you could if he wasn’t touching you 😳

—Everyone is touch starved, including you 🥴

—So you’re def short circuiting rn; sparking every time he kisses another knuckle 🤗

“You’re touching me,” you squeak

Tanjirou’s eyes widen, realization culminating as he releases your hand, shame etched into his anxious frown

“Wait- What? Why?” you sputter, “I like it.”

“But my callouses…” he trails off, his fingers clenched to fists, unwilling to meet your gaze

Callouses?

Is this man clueless?

What about callouses ??

“Is that why you stopped?” you’re stupefied

He manages a nod, embarrassment keeping his head lowered

“Tan,” the firmness in your voice implores his eyes to meet yours, “What about your callouses?”

“They’re coarse, grainy, dry rougher than you deserve.”

“Beautiful, Tan,” you interject, “Beautiful, powerful, loving,” you’re touching him again, hands sliding from his strong wrists, past his tensed elbows, kneading into the sides of his neck, cupping his face—his agitated, precious, longing face—as you stare into his constrained desperation

“B-beautiful?”

He’s hopeless, hopeful, uncertain as tears crawl timidly, reluctantly, from the corners of his eyes

“May I?” you murmur soothingly—mindfully—as you gesture toward his hands, still clenched

“Of course.”

Tanjirou always trusts you, if nobody else not even himself

Your fingers are light, achingly familiarly, as they wrap around his fists

Involuntarily, his panic ebbs, his trust in you more dominant than any fixation, your fingers coaxing his into slowly, slowly blossoming—revealing—his clammy palms

“Beautiful, Tan,” you smile

The same smile that originally caught him off guard, in all the ways

The same smile that eventually led to, Sweetheart

That same smile, now guiding him through his tunnel vision

To get to you — always you

After that emotional confession (discovery?), Tanjirou feels like he loses ownership of his hands

But dw !!

It’s only bc they basically become your hands 😇

Walking together? You slip your fingers between his, so giddy and grateful that he doesn’t flinch anymore — in fact, he definitely grips a bit tighter

Eating together? You rest your hand not so subtly on the nearest, shared surface, greedily latching the tips of your fingers to the tips of his as soon as he rests his hand even remotely beside yours — he stifles a chuckle, having finally memorized your routine, and absolutely happy to play along

Cold hands? You don’t even warn him, sighing contentedly as you randomly sandwich his unsuspecting, innocent hand between your mischievous, freezing ones — to his credit, he rarely complains, and actually offers you his second hand when his first becomes too cool to be of use as a hand warmer (someday his hands’ll be the freezing ones and he’ll get his revenge… someday…)

Training together? You check on his callouses regularly: too thick, and they could rip or tear; too uneven, and they could rip or tear; too dry or too moist, and they could rip or tear or blister; your dedication to his callouses’ wellbeing endears him — he’d be lying if he said having you cradle his hands after a particularly demanding session or mission wasn’t one of his favorite consequences (rewards?), and everyone knows he’s a terrible liar

In bed together? He hadn’t quite understood, hadn’t quite experienced—devotion—until you’d studied his hands in bed

Exhaustion drains in many forms

Sometimes weary, soaking to the bone

Sometimes saddened, heavy as darkness so dark that you can’t see further than a step ahead

Sometimes anticipated, inevitable as knowing you’re simply sleep deprived

—#everyone on Tumblr is sleep deprived

But with you? Exhaustion is… a welcomed respite

A reason to forget the world, if just for a moment or two, because the world is lying in bed next to him

You, cataloging the toughness of each and every one of his callouses — you do use a standard scale btw (created by you, just for him)

You, kissing each and every one of his callouses — acknowledging his courage, kiss, his persistence, kiss, his hardship, kiss, his triumph, kiss

You, pressing your skin, your softness, steadiness, to each and every one of his callouses — wordlessly promising him that they are beautiful and they are worthy and I love them and I love you

BONUS: You, asking him to stroke your hair because you want him to feel comfortable, at ease, assertive in trusting himself — in trusting that he can touch you, in trusting that I like it, Tan and that You wouldn’t ever hurt me, Tan

[nemo-of-house-hamartia]

Plot twist: maybe at the end, Verona doesn't have to choose between Bucky and Kaecilius...? 👀👀👀 She DOES have two hands, after all... 😏 -Crowie

@thatcrazycrowgirl.

DUDE.

COMPADRE.

GIMME A WARNING SIGN NEXT TIME.

I ALMOST CHOKED ON MY COFFEE. 😂😂😂😂😂

Dear gods, I SO did not expect something like this to pop up in my inbox!! 😂😂😂😂 (thank you for sending this to me, it made me laugh so much tho).

But for real, while the idea is intriguing in a possible AU, trust me, for this to happenKaecilius would be to get all sorts of redemption for his personality, alongside working with a therapist for the massive problems he has.

Especially after having already killed Bucky once.

ESPECIALLY AFTER MAD!VERONA.

Granted, Kaecilius wasn't always an asshole (ok, no maybe he was lol)

But still. For a scenario like that to happen, he would have to be a whole other guy!😂😂😂

So, believe me when I say that a choice is needed, and Bucky DEFINITELY is the best one.

but anyway, I am digressing.

THANKS FOR THE ASK, CROWIE. IT MADE ME LAUGH. (and almost choke on my coffee, so girl, you owe one lololol jk jk)

--Nemo

[treason-and-plot]

MORE SAFFY REPLIES

@windermeresimblr​

I have to remind myself she's a teenager and maybe hasn't grown into having a conscience yet, but my lord, Saffy, you gave your mother drugs and you're upset your parents want to have a chat with you about your actions?

Saffron did initially experience a lot of guilt here after Anita made the snarky comments about birth defects here, but she did her research and came to the conclusion that one pill was not going to do much harm...and as she keeps reminding Anita, she firmly believes that the alcohol Anita drank that night and her advanced years are a lot more problematic than a single pill. So yeah she’s basically convinced herself that everyone is over-reacting, and while she is not exactly blameless, she would like everyone to know she is not the only guilty person here!

@windermeresimblr​

(i mean maybe i'm being a bit harsh here, but, like, she had to know her actions have consequences???)

@wannabecatwriter​

I bet she's regretting it so much.

@shhhushhh​

Run to Harry and Mirelle, run!! 😂 I wonder though, how would Mirelle react if she hears Anita voluntarily has taken a drug pill out of her teen daughter and then blamed her for the consequences 😌😏

If Anita wasn’t pregnant and trying to avoid excitement and cat fights I would totally steal that idea, Beautiful and Clever Mirena!

@muses-circle​

HAHA now is the wrong time to act like a teenager, Saffron... 🤣

@belasims​

Brutus tho - it’s like he’s part of the interrogation

Totally! He’s the good cop to their bad cop, lololol!! 

@wannabecatwriter​

Oh boy. Maybe they should install some security cameras at home, though 😏 Might learn a lot of interesting things.

@cupcakegnome​

Ohh...this get interesting :)

Finally! ;=)

@windermeresimblr​

Saffron, holy shit. This is not "nothing."​​

@windermeresimblr​

Where does she get this total lack of concern?! It amazes me.

@shhhushhh​

It's official - Saf is my all time favorite 🥰🥳🥰

@streetlightaurora​

Saffy is sweating but she's not snitching 😂

@kscriba​

Damn Saffy is being super selfish—the life of a fetus could be in question and she doesn't want to say? Although I do have a feeling she's about to run to her room and call Roy *immediately*

@whimsy-pix​

This is still Anita's problem... Nobody forced her to take that pill. That's on her. But somehow Saffron is the one getting grilled? *shrug* Hm.

@muses-circle​

Can't wait for the conversation AFTER the security footage reveals she didn't get them at the club! 🍿

Ha, Saffy knew she couldn’t brazen that one out! 

@belasims​

Wait, so did she tell Anita she got them at the club that night? Her defense mechanisms of being tough, prideful and uncaring are quite interesting. I guess it’ll take something really big to happen for her to let her guard down and be fully honest with herself and others. Anita was drinking and chose to take the drug (with some persuasion), but Saf technically could probably get at least one more pill for testing without revealing the dealer’s identity. And I’m curious if she will call him now.

Yes, she told everyone she bought them off some ‘rando’ at The Grind. The fact remains too that she was given six pills by Roy. She, Anita, Roy, and Renee have all had one each. So she must have two left. This fact will not escape Roy’s attention...

[keshavomit]

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! I love this development SO much I totally forgot about the app and I was so worried that Evalin somehow saw the email Rowan sent and put it together and then like RIGHT before he went in the house I was like wait a minute.... Rowan’s app idea, could the meeting be about the app? And it was SO fucking satisfying!!!! Lololol. My favorite kind of plot twists are the ones you don’t see coming until it’s right in front of your face and you’re like DUH. THAT. I REMEMBER! So, that was thrilling hahah. Oh man Aelin answering the door looking as messed up as she feels, that hurt 😭 ugh I just want them to finally talk and tell each other everything and let themselves be in love so bad!! I love even tho the job offer on the surface feels like an “a ha! Everything works out!” moment for us readers, it’s actually really complicated for Rowan and I love how you walk us through all his emotions when he finds out and more later with his mom, it’s fascinating to read all of his fears and excitement and confusion and trying to put all the pieces together. This is what my overthinking-ass brain sounds like all the time 😂 But there’s a lot to consider! It’s a big deal! Love that his mom could help him sort those feelings out and make the right choice for him. I’m SO SO FUCKING SAD that there’s only the last chapter plus the epilogue left 😭😭😭😭 but I’m also just dying to see what happens and finally get them back together so you’ve really got me on an emotional roller coaster here!! Lololol 💜💜💜💜

Cruel Summer, Part 24

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AN: We’re almost at the end of this thing. One more chapter and an epilogue. Thank you all for sticking with me and this story. You make me feel like a Queen. Ok, without further ado…

All Rowan wanted was one Aelin-free day to wallow. He even called in sick for the first time in his entire gods damned life to accomplish it, but no – it seems the universe has other plans for him. He can’t escape her. Even on his day off, she manages to appear and twist the knife into his stomach a little further.

The door slams too loudly beneath his touch as he exits his truck, and Manon has the good sense not to ask him if he’s okay. He’s obviously not okay. And he knows when he’s been played. Manon specifically asked him to come inside to help with a drunk girl, not telling him said drunk girl was Aelin.

His chest tightens when he thinks about the way she backed into him to avoid that smarmy creep pawing at her, leaning into him, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She belongs at his side. He knows she does. If only Aelin would admit that, too. If only she saw him as a viable option. A real partner.

Manon flashes him an apologetic smile, but Rowan simply shakes his head as his roommate and her girlfriend disappear behind her bedroom door.

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