#i have enough muses like that lmaooo

[immobiliter]

navia + how the spina di rosula operates

okay so this is a meta i wanted to write fairly early on and will become a cornerstone of my portrayal of Navia since she is the Spina and so many of her interactions will revolve around it. i mentioned before that the Spina is, in my opinion, a watered down version of the mafia/mob who, at least in the way that it is presented and led by Navia, wishes to do good ( for the most part ) and acts for the benefit of the ordinary citizens of Fontaine. unlike the mafia, it's an organisation that isn't explicitly criminalised or hunted down by the Maison Gardiennage as far as we know, but the Spina very much operates in the underworld of Fontainian society ( quite literally — the Fleuve Cendre is located beneath the Court of Fontaine, the symbol of Fontaine's opulence and splendor and seemingly huge wealth divide ).

there's also the name — whereas the majority ( though not all ) of the landmarks and areas in Fontaine take inspiration from the French language, Spina di Rosula doesn't look obviously French? it feels Italian ( though while spina translates to thorn in Italian, rosula doesn't mean rose in Italian. nor does it mean rose in French either lmao ), but google translate tells me it's Corsican, which is even more interesting since there was such a thing as the Corsican Mafia, who historically operated both within the French underworld and the Italian Mafia. Corsica also has its own regional language in addition to them being French speakers, which is interesting to me too — obviously hoyo has taken wider inspiration from Western Europe when it comes to Fontaine and therefore different countries are sprinkled in here and there with no obvious connection, but for the Spina quite literally by its etymology to exist in a space between French and Italian is definitely significant.

Navia claims that the Spina is funded by donations and I don't doubt this girl's word, but a common practice of Mafia groups were so-called "protection rackets", essentially guaranteeing businesses and people protection outside of the law in exchange for money. considering that the Spina controls the Fleuve Cendre and have their organisation logo visible and large above their "base of operations" ( the tavern area you meet Navia in during the AQ and see her in at the start of her demo — in her demo you literally see the Spina's symbol before anything else ) in order to signify the fact, I can absolutely see this as a method that the Spina uses. "voluntary" donations to ensure that businesses and individuals are protected from rival factions, since it's sort of hinted at in the AQ that control of the Fleuve Cendre was hard won by Callas, Navia's father, and we know that he had to partner with Marcel and the Confrerie of Cabriere in order to control Poisson. Marcel's organisation is called a "sister organisation" of the Spina, though I am sure there was a time early on in Callas's reign where they were bitter rivals — plus the Mafia does tend to adopt a familial model when it comes to ranks and alliances, so calling it sister is kinda appropriate. you also see in the latest event that a) despite growing up in the Fleuve Cendre, Chevreuse isn't necessarily welcome there considering that she is a part of the Maison Gardiennage, and b) that there are all kinds of unspoken rules she needs to follow in order to navigate the area.

I do think the Spina was much more ruthless and domineering under Callas. it's described in Navia's story quest as the Spina's golden age, and before you find out about Colter's animosity towards Navia, he makes a remark about the "eye for an eye" culture of Callas's Spina di Rosula. we also find out that Callas was "stiff as a board" according to Navia and used to be better at taking counsel from others until Clementine's death, when presumably his stance and willingness to listen to his subordinates hardened quite a bit. but Callas did also partner with both the Court of Fontaine and the Fontaine Research Institute on the Aquabus lines — something which caused a split within the Spina itself, and it's explained that he did this to forge alliances. I think it could also be true that Callas did this in order to gain tacit permission by these institutions, particularly the Palais de Mermonia, to operate without interference from law enforcement ( or at least for them to look the other way concerning some of the Spina's practices ). considering the fail safes that he put in place in order to protect Navia when he was wrongly accused of murder, I think Callas was an incredibly shrewd and ruthless businessman and knew that he needed connections in both the high and the low of Fontainian society.

it's possible he was also able to successfully hide the more shady sides of the Spina's business too: we know that the Maison Gardiennage basically has no jurisdiction over the Fleuve Cendre and leaves it alone for the most part ( which says something about the wealth disparity in Fontaine as a whole imo ). considering that the Spina does do a great deal of good for the ordinary Fontainian and is presumably well-liked by the general populace ( if not so much by the Palais Mermonia ), it would likely be more damaging for the Maison Gardiennage, for example, to attempt to dismantle it and face resistance from the common people than it is to just leave it alone.

considering that Callas's name and reputation were disgraced by being falsely accused, that could also explain why the Spina is struggling more under Navia — perhaps before Callas's murder charge, the powers in Fontaine were more willing to look the other way, whereas once his name was disgraced, it became easier to weaken or suppress the organisation's power and reach.

as far as what this actually means in terms of interacting with Navia and the Spina — unlike in Act 1 of the Fontaine AQ, where Navia literally rocks up outside the Opera Epiclese courtroom with Melus and Silver to offer Paimon and the Traveler help, professionally speaking it would actually be pretty tricky to get an audience with Navia herself since she is at the head of the Spina. personally would be a very different story since we know that Navia is something of a socialite and a celebrity and does have many well-connected friends in Fontaine, but in terms of business, Navia is heavily protected ( despite the number of attempts on her life let's not talk about that ) and it would not be easy to get to her if you're not already known to her or to the Spina.

[pure-smut]

feral.

featuring: Ryomen Sukuna x f!reader

contains: college!Sukuna, established relationship, birth control tampering, unprotected s*x, noncon/dubcon, breeding k*nk, size k*nk, cunnilingus, multiple rounds, creampies, stalking, toxic behaviour

word count: 2.4k

note: all characters are aged up to 21+!

MDNI | 18+ content

series: 1. infatuated | 2. obsessed | 3. addicted | 4. toxic | 5. feral

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a/n: okay this is the actual final part!! tysm for all the love y'all have given this series, sukuna is truly one of my muses he's just so fucked up lmaooo

“Good news,” you say, beaming. “No more condoms!”

Ryomen Sukuna’s head snaps up from where he was lazing on the couch, scrolling his phone.

“What?”

“No more condoms!” you repeat. “I switched to a different kind of pill, it won’t make me feel as bleh.”

Sukuna can only stare at you. You cross the living room and kneel beside him on the couch. He’s been so patient with you, so doting, you feel bad you changed up your birth control so suddenly last time. You reach across to run your fingers through his hair.

“I know you hated the condoms,” you say, an apologetic smile on your face.

“Stupid things,” Sukuna grumbles, leaning into your touch.

The two of you had only had sex once with a condom and it was obvious Sukuna was displeased. Since then, you’ve been sticking to hand and mouth activities, which is great but not enough forever.

“Well, I’m sorry,” you tell him. “We don’t need to use them anymore.”

You lean across to press a kiss against his lips.

“I missed you, ‘Kuna,” you tell him softly, your eyes glancing down pointedly. “All of you.”

A grin crawls across his face as he kisses you back.

“You still have me, baby,” he says. “I’m right here.”

Truthfully, Sukuna’s been slipping you sleeping pills every couple of nights, taking his fill of you without a condom. You wake up every so often a bit achy and sore but Sukuna’s careful to clean up after himself, never leaving a trace, so you don’t pay it much mind. Meanwhile, Sukuna’s happy to keep doting on you, knowing he’s spilling his seed unprotected in you without you even knowing.

He slipped you the morning after pill the first couple of times but the more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea of getting you pregnant. Your needy little pussy so eager for his cum, fucking his load into you until it takes. The idea was intoxicating. So he stopped spiking your coffee with the morning after pill. All he needs to do now is wait.

Until you interrupt his plans again.

Sukuna waits until you’re out of the house before he starts rifling through the bathroom cabinets. He finds your new pills quickly, a few of them already popped. He regards them with disgust. Just another barrier between you.

He takes a picture of them, making a note of the name and brand. After some difficult searching and a trip to the dark web, Sukuna finds someone who’ll send out several identical boxes, except filled with sugar pills instead. With a grin, he orders them.

Sukuna has to spend a few days finishing inside you knowing you’re still protected, waiting for the fake pills to arrive. He knows you’d get suspicious if he refrained from sex – it’s Sukuna, after all – so he fucks you the way you want, the thought of the prize at the end keeping him going.

You return home one day to see Sukuna with your favourite flowers, the lights turned low, and a smile on his face. Your sweet boyfriend.

You remember what you thought of him before you got together – an arrogant fuckboy would be putting it lightly. What should have been a quick, albeit satisfying, one night stand has somehow turned into the most loving relationship you’ve ever had.

You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him deep, your tongue flicking over his. He’s been in a semi-bad mood ever since you said you were switching pills but he seems to have gotten over it, returning to the gruff but loving guy you know.

“I love you, baby,” Sukuna mumbles into your mouth. “Get on the bed.”

He doesn’t give you time to respond before he carries you through to the bedroom himself. You’re used to this, being manhandled by Sukuna, so you only giggle as he throws you onto the bed. He reaches under your skirt to tug off your panties before crawling between your legs.

Sukuna inhales the scent of you. You smell so dark and sweet, it’s like you’re custom built to turn him on. Ever since the night he broke into your room to taste you as you slept, he hasn’t been able to stop tasting you. You often find yourself in the middle of tasks, cooking or studying, interrupted by Sukuna nudging his face between your legs to lap at you.

Sukuna wraps his arms around your thighs to pull you closer, his tongue parting your folds. You’re already glistening for him, so ready for him, and he loves that about you. Loves that he can take you whenever he wants, your pussy just waiting for him. You taste even better now that he knows you’ve been on the fake birth control pills for a week now, your scent somehow more powerful now he knows you’re unprotected, ready for his seed.

He groans into your pussy at the thought, his cock already throbbing. He licks a fat stripe along your lips before prodding at your entrance, lapping at your sweet honey. His nose nudges your clit, making you groan and card your fingers through his hair. You’d grind against him if you could, if his grip allowed you, but you’re no match for Sukuna’s strength. He always holds you in place, holds you exactly where he wants to.

Sukuna eats your pussy selfishly, the way he enjoys it rather than you – your pleasure being a nice bonus but not always necessary. His thick tongue slides in and out of your hole, gathering as much of your slick as possible, and you have to whine for him to please, please lick your clit. As usual, he brings you to the brink but doesn’t take you over unless you beg him.

Sukuna latches onto your clit, sucking it with just enough pressure to send you hurtling over the edge. His tongue swipes over the sensitive bud as he sucks and your whole body would buck if he wasn’t pinning you down so tightly. You moan and writhe as you come undone on his tongue, Sukuna licking up your juices as they run down his chin. He only pulls away when he’s painfully hard, needing to feel you around him before he bursts.

Sukuna quickly positions himself, slinging your ankles up over his shoulders as he aligns with your sopping cunt. He pushes himself in, feeling the fat head of his cock pop inside you before several more inches follow. You cry out his name, digging your nails into his forearm.

He normally goes slower than this, normally lets you adjust. But when you look up at him, Sukuna’s eyes are feral. Something instinctual has taken over him, has made him desperate to rut into you.

“S-Sukuna,” you whimper. “P-please… slower…”

A muscle bounces in his jaw but he obliges, the sound of your begging appeasing him. He doesn’t push any deeper but instead fucks you with shallow thrusts, only going halfway down his shaft.

It feels like your needy pussy is sucking him in, despite your pleading, and Sukuna has to fight to restrain himself. Your sweet, fertile womb is waiting for him and there’s nothing he wants more than to coat it with his cum.

But he does love you. He loves you so much. He doesn’t want to hurt you, not really, not when you’re whimpering so sweetly for him, your nails digging into him so desperately. So he rocks his hips, waiting for you to adjust, waiting for the wince on your face to turn to pleasure, before he sinks himself deeper.

“Ah, fuck… that’s it…” Sukuna half sighs, half grunts as he bottoms out. “Who’s pussy is this?”

“Y-yours, Sukuna,” you moan.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You, Sukuna!”

“Say it.”

“I belong to you. All of me belongs to you.” Your voice is barely above a whisper, your brain foggy with lust.

Sukuna’s pushing you to the brink again, his thick cock pistoning in and out of you as he rubs against your most sensitive spot. Sukuna feels you cream on his cock, helpless to it, your body not your own.

As you moan and mewl, Sukuna looks down at you and pictures you pregnant with his child. He imagines your swollen belly, how your heavy breasts will sway, how you’ll be with him forever.

His forever.

It’s enough to finish him. Sukuna groans long and low, sinking inside you as he spurts load after load into your womb. He fills you to the brim, his orgasm so powerful he falls onto his arms, muscles shaking.

He’s still inside you as he kisses you roughly, unlike the sweet, deep kisses he usually gives you after sex. You kiss him back but it’s only when you feel his hips rock again, his length still inside you that you realise he’s not done.

“’Kuna…?”

Sukuna ignores you as he pulls out long enough to flip you onto your stomach. He pushes your leg up, bending it at the knee to give him better access as he slides himself into you again.

You gasp as your tender pussy is violated, your hands splayed out as Sukuna pins your down with his body weight. He’s still fully hard, his girth hitting a new angle as he fucks his load back into you.

“S-Sukuna…” you whimper. “M’sore!”

“Quiet,” he commands you, voice rough. “I can feel how fucking wet you are so be a good little slut and let me finish.”

Sukuna’s harsh voice silences you as you bury your face into the pillow, hands fisting the bed sheets. He’s right – you’re tender but you’re still enjoying it, your pussy drooling around his cock. His cum is only making you sloppier, only making it easier for him to fuck you. So you stay quiet, softly whimpering into the pillow.

Sukuna continues fucking you, the feel of your plush walls still so tight around him and the lewd squelch of your sopping pussy making his second orgasm build quickly. He wants to fuck as much cum in you as he can, wants to fill your womb with it.

The fact that you’re unaware, still thinking you’re protected, is a delicious bonus. A thrill runs up his spine as he thinks about how you’re letting him fuck you, letting him cum inside you, when you never would if you knew.

If you only knew.

You lay there, legs nearly numb and body drained of any energy, as Sukuna continues to saw in and out of you. You feel one of his large hands scoop under your hip, lifting you slightly so he can go deeper. Sukuna handles you like you’re just a hole for him to fuck and you realise the thought makes you even wetter. Your walls are so sensitive, each stroke feels like fire through your body, half pleasure and half pain.

Your abused pussy clenches involuntarily around Sukuna's girth as he forces a orgasm from you, his hips snapping against your ass at a brutal pace.

Having you in this position reminds Sukuna of every night he’s fucked you while you’re asleep, your body limp and pliant, just waiting to be moved to his liking. Except this time he's fucked you into submission, his own personal little fucktoy.

“Fuck…” he mutters, his cock swelling. “You’re such a good girl for me. You’re so fucking good.”

He’s so close. Your pussy feels too warm and soft, too greedy for his cum for him to last any longer. Sukuna grips your hip hard enough to leave bruises, holding you in place as he fucks into you. His balls tighten at his approaching orgasm and you can hear his moans behind you, his cock nearly overly sensitive.

You’re almost relieved as you feel his hot cum spill inside you, Sukuna’s thrusts slowing as his cock throws thick ropes of his sticky seed in your womb. Your breathing is ragged, your face streaked with tears you didn’t realise you were crying.

Sukuna pulls out of you but stays where he is, breathing hard. After a moment, he presses a soft kiss to your shoulder.

“Sorry, baby,” he murmurs. “Couldn’t help myself. You just felt so good.”

Sukuna smooths his hand across your back, pressing more gentle kisses against your neck and shoulder. You let him, blinking away the last of the tears.

“I love you,” Sukuna says quietly.

You roll over to face him, wincing at the tender ache between your legs.

“I love you too,” you whisper.

Sukuna kisses you again, the way you remember, soft and deep. You want to ask what came over him but when he tells you he’s going to clean you up and run you a hot bath, you decide you don’t mind.

True to his word, Sukuna gently cleans you before leaving you to soak in the bath. He offers to stay with you but you insist you want to sit alone for a while, peppering him with reassuring kisses. And you do sit alone for a while, for a few minutes.

Quietly, you climb out of the bath and open the cabinet to find your birth control pills. You check you’ve taken the dummy pills Sukuna got you before putting them back in the cabinet. You sink silently to your knees and carefully lift one of the tiles on the bathroom floor. Sitting there are your real birth control pills.

You pop one free, swallowing it quickly before putting it back, replacing the tile without making a sound. You climb back into the bath slowly so you don’t splash before lying back again, relaxing.

You first discovered Sukuna’s sleeping pills when he was out collecting your favourite takeout some weeks ago. You figured that was the reason you were waking up some mornings with a familiar ache.

You discovered the tracking app on your phone the morning after Sukuna had installed it and had spotted him following at a distance behind you some days. So you gave him what he wanted – you made sure he saw you ignored other men and you never lied about your location.

You got your own set of morning after pills once you found the sleeping pills, knowing immediately what Sukuna was up to. He might think you’re unprotected, might fuck you like you are, but only you know that’s not true.

You close your eyes, enjoying the soak of the hot water. You know Sukuna does this because he loves you. Because he’s obsessed with you. You like that he's rough with you you, that he loves you so much he stalks you, that he wants to get you pregnant so he'll never lose you.

You love him just as much back. Your sweet, doting boyfriend who thinks he knows everything about you, who thinks he’s the one in control.

Your smirk to yourself.

If only he knew.

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[starzgaze]

boing..??

shitass synopsis: zhigang's hair is confusing, it makes him look like a bug but it's okay!! bc u will MIGHT get to the bottom of this by playing around with it. maybe.

pairing: liu zhigang/reader

a/n: this is so stupid why did i write it LMAOOO???? he's a cutie pie even if he has antennaes

you were always a curious individual, always seeking out the answers and reasons why things are they are.

and recently the main topic that has caught your curiousity is just how the hell does zhigang's hair stand up like that??

the two of you were resting in your shared apartment, zhigang coaxed (begged) you to move in with him and promised you that he'll take care of everything and you which was more than enough reasons for you to move in with the famed hunter.

zhigang was sitting at the other side of the sofa, his legs propped on top of the coffee table while scrolling through his phone. you can't help but admire his appearance, you were one lucky person to somehow become the object of affection of liu zhigang!

but he was sort of unfortunate to have you as his lover because now you were narrowing your eyes at him, well not at him- more like his weirdly shaped bangs.. zhigang noticed this

a pair of honey colored eyes met your gaze, zhigang's brow raising.

"what are 'ya looking at?" he mused, cocking his head to the side.

you didn't reply immediately but continue to observe the chinese hunter, his pointy hair bounced along when he moved his head. so it isn't hard like rock as if gel was drowned into it?

"nothing, nothing" you shook your head but zhigang knew that was a lie.

zhigang motioned you to come over his side and you followed, his calloused hand slithering over to your shoulder as zhigang pulled you closer to him.

"oh please. i know that look in your eyes, baobei. there's something that caught your eye and i want to know" you hear him chuckle, the sounds sending flutters to your stomach but he was right.

you sighed, nodding to the fact he was right.

"yeah there's something that caught my eye."

"oh? then what is it?"

a hand reached out to flick his hair which bounced, still surprisingly following the third rule of newton's law. zhigang's eyes widened.

"oh my gosh even if it's defying the laws of physics it still follows some of it?!" you gasped as you sat up straight and stared at the strands of hair that was protuding from zhigang's pretty head. the hunter was amused by your reaction, was it really that shocking?

"you were looking at my hair this whole time? and here i thought you were admiring my face"

you huffed at this, he wasn't wrong but you were more curious on how his hair operated. "you're not exactly wrong but your hair is more interesting right now"

zhigang sat there as you continued to flick and sometimes pull on the strands of hair that was 'floating', trying to figure out why was it doing what it was doing?

"baobei stop trying to flatten my hair"

"i swear it has a mind of it's own!"

[lususnatura]

okay, but just imagine your muse trusting blamore enough to let it stay at their house while they go out to have a day out with a friend or something, only to discover that... upon arriving back at their house, that all of their food is just. GONE. like, it was never there in the first place, and the fridge has been completely raided. and when they walk in the door, blamore is just eating the last of the evidence.

SO when they naturally question him as to what the hell happened... it just goes 'wellll, i didn't want to leave your house to get food because you trusted me to look over it... but i also got hungry so' JSJSJ and they just give him a look that's both concerned + a little mad because how the hell did this creature devour their whole fridge within one day 💀 LMAOOO like, i suppose this is a cautionary tale of a sort to not leave blamore alone with your fridge, because... it will eat all of your muses food

[liecoris]

SHIPPING INFO // ANSWER THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR MUSE(S) SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPPING WORKS ON YOUR BLOG.

WHAT IS YOUR OTP FOR YOUR CHARACTER(S)?

Oh gosh, if I'm honest, I consider all my ships with Mukuro to be OTPs lol like the moment a ship tag gets established is when they're an OTP for me lmao and honestly there's a bunch of muses ( both OC and Canon ) that I think would be so nice shipped with Mukuro lmao ( be it romantic, platonic, familial, etc. )

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?

Hmmn, good question, I had to double-check her age lmaooo but since she's 27, I'd say anything more than ten maybe 12 years her senior would make her a bit uncomfortable and she probably wouldn't pursue anyone under the age of 21.

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY ARE CONSIDERED NSFW?

Hmn.... I think the moment where clothing is coming off and kissing/touching starts to go southward lol

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?

I don't think I am? As long as the other Muse meshes with Mukuro well then I'm all for the ship lol

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?

Sure!! It'd give me a heads-up that you're down for shipping :3 I always feel a bit shy reaching out first b/c of all that ' huhu female muses always just wanna ship ' sort of discourse I see from time to time, and while yeah I love shipping it's not on my mind constantly?? I'd like to see how they interact normally before going to ask if the other person is alright with the idea of shipping

ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?

Oh, obsessed, all the way lmao I'm the type that'll find cute art on my tl and be like ' it's them! ' I used to do that way more back in the day, it's really tamed down a bit now but I think I'll start getting into the habit again lol

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?

I wouldn't say I'm in fandoms lol I'm always just on the outside lmaooo but honestly in any type of media fixation I have it'll always be a yuri ship lmao

FINALLY, WHAT DO YOU WISH TO AVOID WHEN SHIPPING?

I think... something along the lines of things being misunderstood due to lack of communication or just not communicating enough? Like I love having fun in ships and of course I love when ships have a bit of angst to them but during those moments I think ooc communication needs to be clearer or have those moments plotted out rather than dealing with it in the moment, if that makes sense.

[lifesver]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN !

what made you pick up the muse you have ? : my friend typecasted my muse type when the victims concept art was announced. just immediately pointed out the horror jock like yep. that'll be the one u like. and then i played the tcsm beta back in may me and rae started wildly theorycrafting.... and well my demons have been winning since. i love a jock who is kind of fail but trying his best like you got me there.

is there anything you really enjoy writing ? : i'm a creep i'm a weirdo i love exploring horror and the many themes that can coexist in it. ig i like to kind of examine trauma and the healing process through the lens of the slasher genre, as well as where horror and love coincide as themes. i think there is underrepresentation in just....... letting slasher final kids have some kind of healing arc, or letting their story continue in general? seeing them before and after the things that happen to them? and i can't always do it but i do also like to kind of dive down into slasher horror and light gore and just practicing writing dynamic action scenes and what a character's thought process is like during those kinds of moments. i love an opportunity to be mean to my blorbo

is there anything you don't like to write ? : probably just anything needlessly like... melodramatic between characters? i have no interest in plots like genuine jealousy and love triangles and interpersonal shit like that, mostly because i write horror and there are so many more interesting things to focus on imo? and because not enough slasher content casts seem like they actually care about each other lmaooo. is this a callout post about gun.'s take on the friend group? perhaps.

how do you come up with your headcanons ? : dude i just receive the prophecies and act like im on twitter tossing my every stupid thought into the void.

do you write in silence or listen to music ? : tbh i usually write either in silence or in a deranged third way (writing between games of overwatch) my adhd sometimes demands that i am doing several things at the same time and sometimes i can sit down at the coffee shop put on some instrumentals and just slam some replies in

do you plan your replies or wing them ? : hmmm a bit of both? i usually have to start by winging it, which usually involves me dropping in whatever reaction dialogue immediately comes to me. kind of work around that, save and close the draft, and then think about the reply a bit until i eventually know where i'm going with it LOL

do you enjoy shipping ? : i do with friends! i'm not actually a huge like... ships person in a general fandom sense and i rarely feel any particular way until something is compelling to me in fanon, but i can ship most things if it's with a writing partner i like! simply ask rae we will be creating ships 0 people are thinking about shout out leland/connie tcsm tommy/jenny f13 and jake/adam dbd. i also usually go hard on the slowburn, and that's just like, personal comfort for getting to know my muse and my writing partner's muse, but also just think slowburn rules

what's your alias / name ? : kels.

zodiac sign ? : pisces sun, gemini moon, aries rising.

Birthday? : march 20th!

favorite color ? : a sort of pastel pink-lilac

favorite song ? : feel that it must be go your own way / fleetwood mac

last movie you watched ? : oh jesus i fear it was hellraiser: revelations

last show you watched ? : icr if it was an episode of goosebumps or true detective tbh

last song you listened to ? : putting the dog to sleep by the antlers....

favorite food ? : veggie burritos probably. or honestly like. just a really good bagel cream cheese LMFAO

favorite season ? : spring (:

do you have a tumblr best friend ? : rae and i have been in and out of these trenches for years i fear

TAGGED BY : @solarisgod thank u!!! mwah mwah <3

TAGGING : all my fellas

[renegadeshroom]

i am once again procrastinating my bedtime but i just realised that i never had my final thoughts on the whispering skull! i finished it like a week ago or something. assorted ramblings under the cut

george faking his death by looking into the mirror at the end there got me REAL good. poor eyesight W lmaooo. i am so so so glad lucy made the only smart move possible -- im giving her this position over winkman bc though he was smartER about it than most everyone else it was just base profiteering on his part, which simply endangered someone else further down the line -- in relation to the mirror and smashed its shit in. megacursed mirror deliberately made out of seven ghosts that kills anyone who looks into it for too long and makes everyone who doesnt look into it long enough to die obsess over getting another better look into it is, shockingly, bad news! im still wary of deprac and dont entirely trust them and tbh barnes lucy probably saved your ass from getting mirrored to death by smashing that shoddy piece of shit thing into pieces. so like, thank her. idk, get her a cake or something. i am of course also suitably wowed by how um. literally explosive things got at winkman's auction. did not expect them to blow the whole thing up. and i am glad they were fiiiinally able to work together with kipps' team to mutually save their own asses. it had to happen eventually ofc, but we know the threshold now. amused that lucy got out of this whole ordeal without further meaningfully interacting with another girl whatsoever though things of interest to me:

afaik we did not learn the name of the whispering skull, despite learning the names of like everyone else in bickerstaff's little death cult. i wondered very briefly if maybe the deceased's relationship to ghosts in life is a factor in how their own ghost manifests, vis a vis the type system. even with the skull being the only type three so far, i think bickerstaff decidedly put that idea to bed however. im also beginning to think that particularly old ghosts are more powerful, generally speaking, but thats probably just a survivorship bias?

the skull was marginally helpful to lucy when the chips were down?? genuinely did not expect that, but i suppose it has a more powerful interest in exploiting lucy's ability to commune with it than it does a desire to see her and her friends get their shit kicked in. im sure the skull would greatly enjoy watching all of them kick the bucket in a variety of gruesome and horrible ways, but it has a very material interest here, and it seems remarkably easy to manipulate with the simple threat of being buried somewhere and forgotten forever. much to think about! it makes me wonder if lucy is the first person to be able to hear it... i would suspect, given marissa fittes reporting the existence of type threes, and the fact that george stole the skull from the fittes agency, it may have been one of the type threes encountered by her

thinking on it now, the skull is not, afaict, mentioned to be smaller than an adult human's skull. so despite the skull serving as bickerstaff's psychic protege in life, it seems to not have met its end at the same time or circumstances as bickerstaff. then again, maybe he just started out as bickerstaff's psychic lackey, but proved to be useful enough to hang around for longer than his psychic ability was potent

this really just turned into a list of musings about the skull huh. whoops

[jogrants]

☆ 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 ▬ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄.

independent, mutuals only, sporadic activity roleplay blog for the 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 companion 𝚓𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝. employed by nora.

# 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 ➭ josephine grant 【 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 . . . 】

【 who is 𝐣𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭? 】 ➭ josephine 'jo' grant is a 23 yrs old escapologist that has been employed by brigadier lethbridge-stewart to work at UNIT in the 70s thanks to a relative in high places and assigned to become the Doctor's newest assistant. idealistic, whimsical and a daydreamer; jo definitely isn't much interested in pursuing a scientific career like the man she's lending a hand to as she finds magic and the surreal much more fascinating than harsh, cold and logical truths. it's because of her mentality, in fact, that she helps the doctor thinking outside the box whenever they feel stuck. she's cheerful, a bit absent-minded, caring and ever the optimist ━ she'll always put her loved ones before herself, even at cost of her own life.

【 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐥. 】

☆ hello there! name's nora ( 26 ; she / her ; europe ) and i'm the one moving the strings of this adorable ray of sunshine 🥺🪄 i don't have many rules, but i ask you to respect them so the both of us can enjoy writing together.

☆ now, let's address the elephant in the room that is classic who. i'm VERY new to it myself. sadly, i couldn't find free watchable episodes of one & two's runs, however i did find three's seasons and i've started watching those! i've finished seasons 7,8,9 & 10 am currently enjoying season 12 (i'll watch the other classic doctors' seasons, too, if i find them!) needless to say, you DON'T have to have watched the classic series to interact with me. i'll be more than glad to clarify or hand over information if needed.

☆ elephant in the room numero due: sexism and mocking of feminism in the classic series. some writers had to be douchbags about it and thus the writing fluctuates a lot when it comes to certain female companions. of course, i don't support nor endorse ANY of that bullshit. too bad jo is my character now and i decide how to write her ❤️

☆ basic rp etiquette applies. no godmodding, respecting my boundaries and my nos & avoiding pestering the mun for replies ( especially since i work 6 days outta 7, so i'm just too tired to be online at times ). topics such as gore, non/dub-con & incest make me incredibly uncomfortable, so you won't find them here.

☆ as much as i usually LOVE romantic shipping, i cannot say it's a main focus on this blog at all. jo has a canonical love interest whom she marries later on, though i mainly write her during the time when she still is the doctor's assistant. respecting katy manning's interpretation of her character, i will be playing jo as having crush on her doctor. obviously, i don't expect it to go anywhere.

☆ i LOVE ocs. i ADORE ocs. give me your ocs RIGHT NOW. ( i am oc friendly if it wasn't obvious enough lmaooo ) and selective when it comes to crossovers. if i can see our muses interact in some ways, i'll gladly follow/ follow back!

☆ i will not write nsfw threads under any circumstances. i am very aroace, so it ain't gonna happen any time soon. despite that, i'm still 26 and i'd prefer to be followed by individuals who are +20 for my own comfort.

☆ if you’ve read my rules, could you leave a like to my pinned post? it’d mean a lot. if not, i still wish you a good day! hopefully, we’ll be able to write together soon enough.

credit. blockquotes + psd ;

[bisluthq]

The people who say loml is about Joe think stuff like “a conman sells a fool a get love quick scheme” and “Mr. Steal your girl then make her cry” are about him stealing her from Tom Hiddleston back in 2016 lmaooo. And to explain the waltzing back into rekindled flames stuff they say her and joe were on and off. But everything about it aligns so clearly with Matty, the momentary, unnecessarily, counterfeit lines etc. and joe didn’t sell her a get love quick scheme lol that to me is clearly a whirlwind romance you leave your partner for, and it’s same idea of him effectively love bombing her as in down bad, TSMWEL, etc.

Many people say this but I’m actually not convinced Taylor and joe were on and off…besides loml (which is very obviously about Matty) the only things to rly indicate this are YLM being written in 2021 and MBOBHFT, which could conceivably be about joe or Matty. But it’s very possible he was losing her and all but they didn’t actually break up, just made up but the problems were still very much there��she was still trying to find the pulse until she eventually stopped CPR because the spirit was gone and she was fucking Matty. Also if they did break up at that time, presumable it’d be her leaving him? Personally I think MBOBHFT tracks more with Matty especially “I’d play again” because when on this album has she expressed a modicum of desire to have Joe BACK post breakup? Also “I felt more when we played pretend then with all the Ken’s cuz he took me out of my box, stole my tortured heart, left all these broken parts, told me I’m better off but I’m not” seems very very Matty coded

yeah this whole on/off business is major retconning on Swifties’ parts because - aside from work engagements - those two were attached at the hip tbh. Unless you think they broke up every time they had to go to work (which would be weird) they… can’t really have been on/off. They do seem to have been tumultuous, even according to her lyrics, so I think they did have blowouts and like slept in different bedrooms at times or whatever but there’s a difference between that and an on/off relationship which… this wasn’t. They lived together and were partnered. I’m not saying it was sunshine and roses and skipping in the sun all the time but they also can’t really have been on/off.

also that read of 2016 Joe directly contradicts Taylor’s own (fairly extensive) account of what happened where she thinks she masterminded getting him tbh and where she wasn’t sure he really liked her very much (ongoing theme like idk that he’s the best at showing that). It wasn’t a get love quick scheme because he didn’t seem to promise anything to begin with at all like it was meant to be mad chill. He also doesn’t appear to have “stolen” her from Hiddles lol because she actually seems to have fancied him pre Hiddles (but not enough to actually dump Calvin for) and then she… didn’t really like Hiddles very much at all. Matty on the other hand did “steal” her from Joe (not that you can steal a person but it’s more that vibe??? Saying “I’m not like him” is kinda actively trying to “steal” her?)

I hear your MBOBHFT take. With that song specifically idk who it’s about. There are good cases to be made for both men so maybe that sorta is a mixed muse song lol idk. Or it’s Matty. Or it’s Joe. Or it’s about dudes just falling out of love with you.

[immobiliter]

 “⭐️” for whoever you want and as many or as few as you want: neuvillette and Furina, neuvillette and navia, Lyney and navia, al-haitham and dehya, kazuha and beidou! (Did I miss anyone -)

for each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses / @apocryphis

ventium ily for naming all of our dynamics, i'm gonna try to give you one for each~

⭐️ i like to think that very early on in furina & neuvillette's working relationship, shortly after he was invited to fontaine, furina took a very keen — not controlling per se but definitely her brand of obnoxious — interest in how he was presented to the people and was responsible for the design and colour scheme of his first set of robes as iudex ( the concept of which she described in painstaking detail to the poor seamstress granted the honour ). it was partly a power play as she had to prove to the hydro sovereign that she was the one in control and pulling the strings, but there were some good intentions behind it as furina saw how much of an outsider he was ( particularly as he brought the melusines with him and we know the initial trouble that caused ) and wanted to help him assimilate into fontainian society as smoothly as possible. she became less overbearing over time but those first months involved a number of these "teaching" moments as she attempted to instruct him in the way fontainians dressed, ate, conducted business, pursued their hobbies etc etc. imagine it's like the princess diaries and furina is julie andrews lmaooo

⭐️being a social butterfly herself, navia does struggle, particularly early on in their partnership post-AQ, with neuvillette's solitary and emotionally distant nature, and i think she quickly deduces that this makes him a rather lonely individual, too. so she will try to counter this by spontaneously turning up at the palais mermonia from time to time ( without an appointment, naturally, and yes she will interrupt whatever business he has at that particular moment ), not on official business but just to bring him the newest batch of macarons that she has baked or to ask him about his day/tell him about hers. the palais feels like such a cold, lonely building so navia will try to fill it with as much warmth as possible whenever she is visiting.

⭐️ i think out of all three house siblings, navia gets on the best with lyney and as they bond post-AQ/during the poisson rebuild, they both instinctively recognise a kinship as being two young people who carry the burdens of their respective institutions and all of the pressure that brings. but navia is also not blind to the house's secrets and is capricious by nature so these two have definitely been awake until late playing cards or other tabletop-esque games trying to wheedle information out of one another. navia never ever succeeds in getting lyney to divulge his secrets, but she puts up an admirable fight.

⭐️ while it is true that dehya will rarely, if ever, compliment alhaitham to his face out of fear of inflating his ego and never ever living it down, if she is ever in a situation ( either with alhaitham present or in the presence of others ) where she feels he is facing unfair criticism, she will always stand up for him or back him up. his direct manner is something she greatly respects, even if it is a little harsh at times, and he has certainly done enough over the course of the AQ to earn her loyalty.

⭐️ beidou will always ensure that the alcor is a home and safe haven for kazuha for as long as he wants it to be, but a part of the kinship these two share is understanding that neither can be tied down permanently to one place. so if kazuha were to ever come to her and say that he wanted to leave and move on, there would be no hard feelings whatsoever and beidou would do whatever she could to make that transition as smooth as possible. her one and only condition for kazuha leaving is that he remains in contact with her by letter to save her worrying over him like a mother hen.

[kleinstar]

Angrec, Balsamine !

Plant/Flower Symbolism Asks (Part I) (ACCEPTING)

Describe a royalty au with your muse. What position would your muse be in? How would they feel about their station?

I GENUINELY THINK HE'D BE THE ROYAL JESTER.... OR JUST... JESTER. I think he'd be even pretty happy as a jester too but also idk did jesters make a lot of money. He'd be a little sad and lonely regardless. Then he'd romance the prince or king and end up happy. IS THIS STILL ROYAL AU... lmaooo. He'd be popular but a little divisive bc he dares to make fun of that important asshole prince who shits on everyone's cereals but no one dares to utter a sound.

What is their level of patience, and how hard does one have to push to make your muse snap?

Uhhh, probably you'd have to be a right person to make him snap but also just push him enough and he might snap. Talk badly about his friends just be unpleasant enough, be a rich person talking down to poor, etc... Depends! He might either be like discreetly aggressive in turn or more likely spit out his thoughts and talk his mouth empty etc.

but he's not that easy to anger as a generally speaking.

[tappioca]

hi :) i'm a huge fan of anam cara like it's my favorite fic of all time, so first just wanna say thank you for writing it <3 i can't even verbalize how much this fic has affected my emotional state like if i hear someone *mention* leaving on a jet plane, then it is over for me ! i am thinking about that part right now and crying (not kidding) !! how did you learn to write the way you do? is it just natural talent? did you take classes or do you have a specific book genre/author you take inspiration from?

<3

hi, anon! :D kinda wish this was done through DMs ‘cause i don’t deal with compliments well especially this is anon too so this HAS to be published idk cultural stuff i think but let’s power through, babyyy!

first off, thank you for liking my silly lil’ fic! and that i am honored it’s your fave when there are a lot in the crop to choose from. 🙇🏻‍♀️ we have the muses (dua lipa’s “pretty please”, taylor swift, and that one passage in The Great Gatsby i’m tryna adopt the energy of) and ofc the entire institution of hor🆖y to thank why it exists. also special thanks to my beta reader for being so cool and keeping me grounded at many points.

lmaooo leaving on a jetplane’s a bit of a tear-jerker for me too, even before i got into RE. then i realized it oddly fit with the whole dynamic of ashleon in the fic, so if it’s any consolation—yep, i myself stare dramatically into space and imagine an ashleon music video when that song comes on.

as for writing…hmm. i suppose it’s a mishmash of everything i read. i was never privileged enough to take lessons (lessons would have turned me off, anyway); i just have a bit of an imagination, a penchant for explaining stuff, and, in anam cara’s case, i was severely horny for two sets of pixels 💀

i’d love to say i’m a voracious reader, but alas, not really 😭 i just happen to be a bit of a sponge when i read—i subconsciously note the vibes, the writing cadence, how hard a description can make me hallucinate. my writing influences include gabriel garcia marquez, luisa may alcott, andré aciman’s CMBYN, (and in the nonfiction category) standup comedy, memoirs, carrie fisher, cs lewis’ essays, a lil’ bit of david sedaris. garcia marquez would explain the hell-bent-ness on describing the environment. the rest would explain for the penchant for exposition.

(i’m yapping here but if there’s one thing i’d leave you, anon it’s this: there’s a saying that goes “every writer is a reader.” some people just read, but writing’s not up that much in their alley. but every writer must be a reader. so yeah. shoutout to my mom who bought us fairy tale books when we were kids and told us “one day, you’ll learn how to read, so you can enjoy these stories on your own” her daughter’s writing porn about fictional characters now but hey it’s whatever)

oh, this went off the rails a lil’ bit. sorry. anyway, chapter 15’s is a WIP now. and thank you for these kind words, anon. sometimes i feel like deleting that thing when i’m having one of them “brain go brrr” episodes but being told that my stuff gives enjoyment to some matters a lot 🥹 thanks for this, truly. happy holidays, anon! 🫶

[thekidsarentalright]

ok ok i’ve started to process the album but honestly cant stop yelling enough to write a coherent ask so here’s a whole bunch of stuff that has me going feral:

the title track. i think fob just released one of my fave songs ever, it went to my top 5 from them so fast!!! it reminds me of how much the pandemic fucked up for everyone… “thought we had it all” fr!! but like. the strings??? the choir at the end?! SUNSHINE OF MY LIFETIME REPRISE?!?! SHUT UP FOREVER!!!!! (also my bday is the “day after christmas past” so i nearly screamed when i heard that line lmaooooo… followed immediately by “my pain isn’t cool enough”?! literally almost fell over at that point. that felt like an accidental shoutout and then getting punched directly in the gut 😭)

flu game is absolutely my second fave!!! the “youuuu” in the chorus just hits my brain a certain way i’m obsessed!! also i relate to it a little too much 😭

what a time to be alive!!!!! soul punk vibes fr <3 also that bridge goes so hard i think screaming it live would fix me 😭 WHEN I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE THIS ISNT QUITE WHAT I MEANT!!!! GOT THE QUARANTINE BLUES BAD NEWS WHAT’S LEFT!!!!!

the strings in i am my own muse?!?! patrick is just flexing at this point (as he should) <3

my synesthesia went crazy with heaven iowa… it’s this beautiful deep blue/indigo/purple situation and i want to live in it <— totally normal thing to say abt a song

so good right now gave me whiplash right after heaven iowa but it’s so fun! i went from crying to dancing so fast lmao

in general i love space and this album delivered w the references!! i caved and bought the glow in the dark stars 😳

and the living even though it’s painful and scary, especially when it’s painful and scary vibes… fob always knows what we need to hear i swear!!! ur post abt the themes on this album is so so true <3

patrick dressed as a chicken playing the piano… i love him so much it’s stupid <3 also that music video nearly killed me. couldn’t see the screen super well when they were on fallon and didn’t process that the costume was like… a muscle suit for a solid minute. my brain literally shut down lmaooo 😭

ik there’s like… lyric parallels and stuff i got rlly excited abt but am totally forgetting rn! i’m sure it’ll come back when i listen to the album again (which i’m probably gonna go do rn) but… yeah!! so glad we get to be insane abt all this on here together lol <3 peace and love in fob world ☺️

- 🧋 anon

YESSSS the title track is INSANE with how good it is and how much is in it like. i swear every lyric hits Hard, the reprise absolutely breaks my heart it is so. Perfect. so so so valid for it being in your top 5 fob songs of all time already it is genuinely That Good!!! and made for you Clearly with that birthday shoutout!!! even with the gut punch after. every lyric feels like such a gut punch i swear kfgjdhfkjs

flu game is ALSO one of my top favs, i could not rank this album yet even if it would save my life kfjsdkfj but i know for Sure flu game is in like. top 5 territory. i'm obsessed w it for the same reasons fr it is. too relatable thanks pete (haha i said the thing!)

REAL i need them to perform what a time to be alive live SO bad literally just so i can scream that bridge i think that would fix me fr fr. also just love how dancey it is while having. incredibly depressing lyrics. vibe of all time fksjdhfks

patrick is flexing w his arranging skills all over this album but Esp in i am my own muse and i hope he keeps flexing forever bc it is. so good!!!!

OUGHHH heaven iowa being purpley blue it so pretty... to me it's like... idk a very warm song, orange/yellow/golden so. the opposite of you KFJDSK but still pretty i Also wanna live in it. we are So normal for that bff <3

they are literally sick for putting so good right now right after heaven, iowa it was Such an intense tone shift fsdkjfsh i Love so good right now tho it's slowly becoming one of my favs i think

i absolutely love how jam packed this album is w space references, i was anticipating it but Still am like. fuck yeah space fkjdshkfjs i'm still debating on getting the glow in the dark stars tbh... is u getting them a sign i should too... much to think about

but yeah the albums themes are SOOOO. like. i think what the world needed to hear right now, also what i needed to hear rn, what You needed to hear like. they always know!!!! it is just so cathartic to hear that things might not be okay or better but that you can still live and be fulfilled and have love Despite Despite Despite!!!!

and lastly fr i. didn't process it was a chestplate/muscle suit at first either so was like. ready to die over patrick looking like That lmao honestly i still am he pulls off that look way too well. also pulled off the chicken costume imo <3

[liecoris]

Respond to the following prompts out of character, then tag others you'd like to get to know a little bit better.

Roleplayer name: Koobs!

Roleplayer pronouns: She/Her

Muse name(s): Mukuro Ito

Preferred communication: Discord is preferred since tumblr is just amazing with its notification system lmaooo

Experience: dang i started way back on MSN messenger when I was in middle school, then went to Gaia Online, and then to tumble!!

Preferred roleplay type: I like para to mulitpara depending on the situation/context of the RP, so long as I'm given enough to work with I'm fine with whatever really!!

Pet peeves & dealbreakers: Hm I'd say being reminded too much about replies? Like if it's been a week or so I appreciate a reminder b/c we know how great tumblr's notification system is lmao I'll also be alright if you remind me like a day or two after your reply/sent in an ask/etc. because again, notification are a bastard on here lmao

Best time to write: Hmmn, I write a lot during the day because I work from home and whenever my gf comes home from her work we hang out in the living room

Are you like your muse? I don't think so, or at least, not too much? she pretty much exudes confidence and is such a badass. I guess the only thing we might have in common is that we're not very patient? lol

Tagged by: @hcllsbigboss ( thank you!!! )

Tagging: anyone who would like to do this ! :3

[rawrtriesagain]

Long post incoming idk how to do Read More on mobile, sorry. Tldr: just a post abt my writing as usual and stuff about my interest in lwa (nothing crazy)

I know I talk abt my old fuckin fics all the fuckin time (like Jesus theyre old enough to be considered toddlers now) but anyway this is my vent blog and y’all will never hear the end of it so guess what still has an absolute GRIP over my mind after 3 years

Its forest of arcan- im jk its dreamer of stars lmaooo. I reread it right now for the funsies after months of forgetting abt it, and each time I read it I think “surely I am over this story and can move on with my life” and like the first half of the story its like yea I kinda am over it haha but then the second half just obliterates the thoughts and runs me over and I just lay in my bed and contemplate my life and go into like a State of Emotions and simply have to talk about it (but it also could be because its 4am at the time of writing this)

I do think it mostly has to do with nostalgia though. Truthfully I’m probably not able to write smth like that again because it was 100% written completely on emotion and quite actually everything bad Diana was feeling in the story was smth i was also going through so it was easy to… write a vent and disguise it as a fic LOL. But I was also running on the high of being in love with my best friend which also really easily translated to everything going on in the fic blah blah nobody remembers it but me so this means nothing to anybody and im being cringe and gay on main (not even my main)

ANYWAY the point of my babbling here is that honestly I miss having that intense amt of emotions that would spur that level of creative writing? Like yea forest of arcana (not updated in over a year) is fun and all but it definitely isnt written on a personal level like dreamer was. I also just genuinely miss writing lol and its like ok bitch why dont you write then and then its like good question why dont i?? I probably still enjoy writing more than i do drawing and i know my blogs say otherwise but the two mediums are both definitely different outlets for my life. Maybe i would change my mind the day my art is actually good tho 😛

Im laffing rn seeing me talk abt this “deep” different outlets of life cause like when u think abt it im also literally just Currently describing little witch fanfic and fanart since thats all i do LOL. Not that theres anything wrong with lwa being my Muse of course, but it just adds humor in whatever the emo hell im going on about

Another side sad mini vent but i dont think im as into lwa as i used to be which also waters down my interests in doing things, but im literally not interested in any other media or fandom rn either so lwa stays my hyperfixation. Plz dont be alarmed lol im not saying im NOT into lwa anymore since diana is still a fuckin god to me like 10/10 chara design and vibes, but its definitely not as strong as it was when i first joined the fandom 3 years ago. And you know what maybe it has to do with me not watching little witch academia in full in those entire three years after i first watched it lmao. Most of the friends ive made in the fandom are pretty much gone too which is sad but is what it is. Sometimes i get a burst of seratonin when i think about smth diakko and definitely like now when i reread my fics i also remember the Emotions i had for these Gays and it like floods back for a bit like a buff.

I think something im very interested in for both the spark of writing and also the revitalization for my love for diakko is that i wanna do like a oneshot slice of life series for diakko. Just something easy, cute, subjectively funny, and a vibe. I still fantasize abt diakko shenanigans even if mundane and i wish i could also capture it more in my art but im not at that level yet, so writing it is. First i probably need to rewatch lwa in full since ive forgotten most everything except for key diana scenes haha oopsie And sucy world episode that was a good fuckin episode.

Anyway thanks for reading this far if you did lol sorry for the LONG ASS NONSENSE POST. Sometimes i see how i type in my blog and to people and compare it to my writing and its like where the hell did my comprehensive english go. Sorry if this was just hard to read from the lack of grammar and punctuation but thats showbiz anyway stay tuned for the next diana content ttyl bffl rofl xD zomg

[benjaycaptain]

❄️ for mcu you mentioned maybe 👀

oh snap nonnie! which one to choose from lmaooo believe it or not, most of the wips are for the mcu orz mainly cause i have friends who asked me to finish things i had started in like 2014 orz orz

❄️Share a snippet from a WIP of your choosing.

Nick watched as Mewtwo's body glowed a bright blue as he brought both of his arms up, that same blue energy radiating stronger from his hands. The pokemon brought his fingers together, and he slowly opened his arms, that blue energy of his pulsating enough that everyone in the room felt it. Mewtwo glanced at him.

Blinking out of his shock, Nick nearly barked out. "Have medical prepared to receive a body."

"A living one," Mewtwo said, eyes glowing briefly as he opened his hands.

And then one Steve Rogers, Captain America himself, was floating before them.

Nick was struck by how young he looked, how pristine, no sign of pain or tension in his body.

When he first entered SHIELD, when he first got the clearance to go through archives restricted to most, Rogers' file was one of the first he read through. And yet, knowing all he did, Nick still couldn't believe the man levitating in front of him was the real deal.

"I've removed most of the ice, but I do not know how long to keep him in stasis."

Mewtwo's voice cut through Nick's musings, and he nodded, motioning for the pokemon to follow him to medical, acutely aware of Mewtwo's gaze on his back.

Despite the fact that literally everyone had frozen at the sight of the man out of time, Nick had no doubt that Mewtwo would be analyzing only his reactions.

Not for the first time, he wondered if he made a wise decision in offering Mewtwo a job.