#i hope everyone has a great new years !!

[chaotic-orphan]

Heyy, really sorry to bother you! Sooo, I want to say I found your blog in (I believe) 2023, and have been on and off tumblr since. But, every time I rejoin on a new account and (for some reason) can’t for the life of me remember your blog name each time (but, like, I’ll recognize it instantly if I visually see it), I always find it in the same exact way. Every time I go hunting for the not-quite-forgotten blog, I always stumble upon a specific eventual piece of yours. And that's your “AMOW Winter Whumperland 2023” posts. Without fail, if I’m either actively looking for your account again or indirectly stumble upon you again, I ALWAYS get redirected back to these easter-egg-coated posts. Like, it’s a tradition for me to stumble upon those works and be like “oh, my! Why is this soooooooo awe-inspiring and familiar?” And then I’m like… "OH it’s my long lost blogger that I love." And it’s like weird cus whenever I stumble upon this winter whumperland post I don’t check the user before reading it and so it’s like I’m reading it for the first time, yet it's also so familiar- (and just to note I’m IN LOVE with your writing, like I would get down on one knee for your writing). 

Okayyyy, so sorry I got off track there and this is becoming a dangerously long ramble built off run-on sentences. But I just want you to know I loveeeeeee your writing [and you 💍] so much. 

So what I really wanted to ask is if you could add the AMOW to your master post? It’s totally, 100% fine if there’s a reason you don’t want to or whatever- But, sometimes it’s a little tedious to have to scroll all the way to 2023 December, but like I can always like all the Whumperland posts and go to my likes to avoid that- idk! I think I just wanted an excuse to glaze your writing. But, for real, like look at it like this—how about an analogy! (I’m trying to get better at writing them, and need to explain this to you so you can understand my complicated thoughts, so without further ado-)

Pretend your written pieces of the Winter Whumperland event is a Fish. Now, let’s say you’re the Fishing Rod, and I’m the Fisher. Okay, so: Fish (Winter Whumperland), Fishing Rod (you), and Fisher (me).

The Fish is swimming through the ocean, when a fishing hook dips into the water. Except, the fish doesn’t see the hook, it sees the bait attached to the hook. Naturally, the Fish nibbles on the piece, and then bites down onto the sharp instrument. It gets stuck and tries to pull away, to pry itself out. The Fish is really tugging onto the hook, threatening to push the Fisher [me] overboard. The Fishing Rod [you] is the only thing keeping the Fisher connected to the fish. The Fisher really wants this fish though. It’s not just tugging on the hook, it’s tugging at the Fisher’s heart strings. The Fisher’s need to win this fight in order to get their prize is a great one. Now, after quite a fight, the Fisher finally pulls the Fish onto the boat deck. It’s a beauty. The truest beauty the Fisher has ever laid eyes upon. The Fisher, naturally thinks that the Fish—such a hard catch to reel in, but such a beauty to experience—should be put on display for everyone to see. [display = master post]

You’re the tool (now that I’m reading this back, that sounds so subjugated) used to grab my attention towards this written piece of yours, aka Winter Whumperland. You’re the one who brings the Fish to me. And I’m the one who indulges in this Fish. And because of my already-forming endorsements with this fish, I want to, as the Fisher, put it on display. Aka, put it on your master post.

Does that make sense? Sorry, i know that was a horrible analogy, but I was struggling for my life to make it make sense. And it turned out soo much choppier than i was hoping for, but I don’t know how to fix itttttt. Conclusively, my main objective of this rollercoaster of a ask is: 1) To marry y- For you to include Winter Whumperland into your Master Post. 

Now, if you literally don’t want to, just know that I literally won’t be upset or take it to heart. Like, if anything, I really just want you to know that I love your writing, and it’s been something that keeps wrapping around my throat and pulling me deeper into its claws.

On another note. I. have. missed. so. freaking. much. of. the intoxicating fear series. Like omg. I have soooooooo much catching up to do. I think (I could be wrong, timelines are so hard to keep track of) I had deleted my tumblr account around the time you had written "Intoxicating Fear (VI)." I hope you know when his ringtone started playing, I cringed back so hard into my pillow. I like actually felt the fear, and had the whole hand on my mouth and retracting myself from the screen moment, because omg??? Like that whole scene was a freaking masterpiece. It should get an award, seriously. Some credit where it’s due. Because hello?? That was phenomenal? You should get everlasting praise? Like, you literally just wrote the best piece of literature I could have ever read?? Like, am I going insane, because why am I the only one that’s understanding the value of this art work laid out so casually in front of me? (jkk, lol- I know others loveeee that series a lot! I just wanted to glaze for a moment-).

Though, like, I remember vividly you had written that chapter in IF, and I was waiting with EXCRUCIATION for you to update it, like omg. And you’ve posted on it SO much within the year I was off tumblr, I don’t even know where to begin- Because I HAVE to read stuff in one sitting, or else I’m gonna forget other parts, cus like I have the memory of a goldfish. So, I have no idea when I’m finally going to get around to reading the full thing in one go. 

And also, omg. I NEED to thank you for something else. So, I recently ate up your Vendetta series. Like my plate is empty with how tasty that story was. You set the chapters up so perfectly, that when I got to the chapter with Superhero, I literally was shocked at how incredibly executed it was. Like, the execution was a different breed of literature. Because, honestly, I didn’t realize up until that point that you’d submerged me so deep into the story, and that I’d made such a connection with the story, like- how do you not notice something like that? It was so subtle, and it hit me like a wave, or, like- like a truck. 

But, anyway, while the pleasure of reading that supernatural sensation did wonders to sedate my hunger, it also introduced me to something else. YOU introduced me to something else. Thank you so so SO much for the indoctrination of Gladiator by Jann. I have NEVER heard of that artist or song in my life, but my golly, am I glad that discovery was dug up from underground. Because I’ve gone on to favorite like five of his songs, and they are now the 65th to 70th songs in my spotify playlist. Likeeeee-

Also! I was very pleased to read the updates for The Stranger. I think my top three favorites of yours is: (1) The Stranger, (2) Intoxicating Fear, and (3) Vendetta. I have yet to read your other works, but sadly, I find myself in a reading slump more often than not, and that’s probably why I haven’t read your whole Master Post at this point. Though, most of all. I’m sorry for this ask. Like, you literally don’t even have to respond. Like, I would NOT be offended. Like, I just wanted to fan girl and rave about you because I don’t think you understand how much I love you’re writing. Like. I don’t even know. There’s fireworks exploding outside my room right now, and I’m just saying, those fireworks are a dedication made just for you (that sentence doesn’t even make sense?? I don’t know what I’m saying anymore??) Anyway, I’m actually so so sorry I flooded you with this- It was NOT supposed to get to this length. This was nottttt intentional. I was only supposed to write: “Hey, I really love your Winter Whumperland event posts! Could you add it to your Master Post so it’s more easily accessible?” But, I think my purpose here was lost in the abundance of losing my train of thought and getting off topic- Like- I don’t even know what possessed me during the action of writing this to you- I honestly feel really bad that I just poured my heart out to you like this- Like, if you’re getting this, it means I closed my eyes and pressed send. Because this is diabolical, even by my standards. Honestly, this must just be the product of mommy letting me stay up for new years 🤷 (that’s a joke; a poor attempt at humor)

Sorry, again! 

(Happy New Years!!) -From your girly 💍

Omg, I’m looking at this now, and I’m so sorry. This is honestly embarrassing, but there’s no turning back now- 😭

I’m so so so so so so sorry for this “ask.”

AHEM!

Do NOT apologise for the length of your ask, I laughed so hard reading it and my heart swelled and I was so happy and proud while I read your rant— Thank you for closing your eyes and hitting send, thank you so much, it was such a pleasure to read and hear your thoughts on everything in my writing and I am so happy that you like my stories so much, so thank you, it was such a New Year’s gift to me🥹🥰

But yes!!! I will put Winter Whumperland into the Masterpost now!! I didn’t realise it wasn’t there already, thank you for pointing it out 🙏 the blog is chaotic but we are wrestling in some organisation this year😤 so thank you for your help ahahahahahahah!!

And for your rant, I am— you don’t know how inspiring it is to see you speak so passionately about my writing and it’s just like — GAAAHHH, I… thank you so much for this, I don’t think I can express it enough🥹🫶

I woke up in 2025 and this is the first thing I read? I think it’s going to be a good year😌

P.S. Intoxicating fear is veryyy long now ahahahaha, so don’t worry about reading it, and the stranger!!! Yes the stranger got updated last year (we can say last year now ahhahahahaha) and Vendetta😔🥺😩 Vendetta is getting an update in the next week or so, I am working on it atm and god, poor Hero… anyways!!!

P.P.S. Thank you for your rant, and all your tangents, it was truly delightful Nonny, and I hope you had a great Christmas and a very, very happy New year!!! I hope your year is full of joy and laughter

[arcanegifs]

Happy 2025, everyone! May the Arcane brainrot continue to live on 💙

[yomeiu]

you're so miserable its not even funny

[ionomycin]

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[anewp0tat0]

Black Butler Amino, Black Arts Magazine - Holiday Party

it doesn't quite look like a holiday party from here, but what I imagined as a humble little piece is~~ Ciel and Lizzy sneak away from the big bustling midford Christmas party and raid the kitchen desserts, like they did when they were kids(it was Lizzy's idea, Ciel clearly hasn't been himself since he returned, and she wanted to bring him back).

[once-in-a-half-life]

[virsancte]

it's 2025 here! happy new year everyone!

[mysteriesmuse]

Pro-Heroes New Years Livestream Q&A Featuring Katsuki Bakugou / Dynamite

The questionnaire host Ms. Nomura flashed a smile and turned her pert nose down into her show notes. Her cheekbones slightly flushed at her little snort in the recording a moment earlier. Nothing like explaining a bet as to why he and half his class spend a day patrolling and fighting in drag heels. The hostess regained herself gracefully, “Well Mr. Bakugou that’s a delightful picture you’ve given us of your heroic and personal fashion choices this past year.”

Katsuki sat with his arms crossed over his chest, albeit patiently, as she gestured to the green screen. Ms. Nomura continued to squint into the back where her corner flashed up lines and questions cards.

“— lets dive into some more fun questions as we continue our Pro-Hero New Years Countdown. Ah, here’s an interesting question we’ve asked your colleagues: Who was your first crush and who was your biggest crush in grade school?” Ms. Nomura placed the paper back down on her desk and grinned expectantly. Katsuki raised his eyebrows in return. “What’s that look for?” Katsuki shrugged, “I dunno’ not sure exactly what answer you’re about to expect from me. It’s not exactly going to be the same stuttered confession as Izuku.” The hostess waved a hand, “Wouldn’t expect a thing like that from you Dynamite,” she leaned forward, “— but come on, surely there must have been some classmate that caught your eye? Don’t tell me you’ve been so dead set on being a hero that you completely missed some crucial development points?”

Katsuki scratched at his left shoulder in thought, “Well I’ve been a hardass since elementary school. Couldn’t have asked me to go do anything else but this hero thing.” It was true. He was just as headstrong as a child, if not more. “To answer truthfully I think I had a crush on one girl,” Katsuki chuckled. Ruby red eyes starring nostalgically off to the side, “although I didn’t know it at the time.” “Too determined to fully process the emotions?” She asked. “You have no idea,” he quipped. “But yeah, think she was the biggest and first crush I had as a lil’ squirt, to answer the question.” At this admonishion she seemed intrigued. Her hands crossed over her pencil skirted knee, “Do go on. Tell us a little about her. What made you like her?”

For what might have been a belated Christmas miracle Katsuki Bakugou continued talking on his own accord. Katsuki let slip a boyish grin as his gaze fell to his combat boots, “—ah well, she was actually in the grade above me back in middle school.” There was a gasp. “An older woman?” “Yeah, a girl older than me. By only about a year though,” he paused to emphasize the point, “anyway me being a younger guy she didn’t notice me much. Didn’t have any classes together or anything. I just saw her around the hallways inbetween classes and in the cafeteria.” “Are you telling us she didn’t notice the likes of you Dynmaite? I mean from what we know you were a pretty good looking middle schooler. If I were a young girl I’d probably have fallen for you.” Katsuki shook his head with a deep rumbling chuckle, “No way. I was a jerk back then. Plus the press doesn’t have the picture of my earlier grades with the braces stuck in my mouth. That’s when I met her.” “I’m sure braces couldn’t be that much of a deterrent,” she added gesturing to him, “but they did pay off.” The corners of Katsuki’s mouth almost instinctually fell back into their usual frown. “—and there goes that lovely smile, folks. She must have been something special to illicit that expression on the explosive hero’s face.”

Katsuki grimaced further, the gums on his canines flashing pink. “Whatever you say,” he growled.

“Anyway, she wasn’t conventionally pretty, but definitely pretty. In a realistic way, if that makes sense. Always had her ma’ help do her hair in these big shiny braids. It was a real pretty braided ponytail and imma be honest, some damn cute pigtails.” He added with an aside. “But what really irked me was she would always wear these socks that weren’t part of the uniform dress. Like these silly brightly colored socks,” he made a gesture like he was pulling up some stockings. “—and I remember all of us in middle school thinking it was so cool, borderline rebellious because she always got away with it.”

He shook his head he could see the title now ‘Dynamite in love with a delinquent?!’ “In fact a friend of mine showed me her Instagram a few months or so back. And you’d guess she never really grew out of it because she’s wearing a nice number with these sheer black tights embroidered with black bows.” Katsuki chuckled shaking his head and crossing his arms over his chest again, “—guess we don’t grow out of certain things.”

Coming from anyone else it might have been an insult, but the way that the sharp edges of Dynamite’s tanned cheekbones flushed in a rosy pink it was a good thing.

The hostess replied, “— I suppose we don’t. Now that leds us to the perfect follow up question segway that we also asked your colleagues. Have you grown out of this crush? Or would you consider reaching out to this person?” The camera zoomed in as Katsuki turned his head aside. His sharp jawbone flexed and his chest tighted before he looked back towards the camera and held up his fingers. “One, I’d say she turned out fine based on what I’ve seen of her on social media. And Two, if I wasn’t worried about being seen as a Instagram stalker I would definitely reach out. I thought she was the coolest girl in the middle school.” He barked out a snort that flashed his mean pearly whites, “I’d definitely give up a shift or two to spend the day catching up over a hypothetical cup of coffee sit to catch up.” The camera immediately zoomed over to the hostess who seemed taken aback, “Wha— how’d you know that I was about to ask you the next question?” Katsuki shrugged, “Heard my friend blubbering about it loudly while I was getting powdered up in the green room.”

He spread his arms open wide in defense, “What? He’s a loud crier. You all know that by now, right? Right?” “—anyway that’s about all the time we have for Dynamite right now. Let’s give a round of applause for our #7 hero and get ready to move on and meet #6 Prohero Shoto!”

[teafangirl]

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Angel

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reader X Castiel from Supernatural

Summary: you weren’t anyone special , you prayed, hoping it was enugh, that GOD, could hear , not that you thought he would solve all your problems right then, you knew his path had challenges you had to face , but you started to lose confidence in yourself. one night when your life had gotten really rough , you found yourself in tears the ones above heard you , and someone came to your side !

Warnings: fluff, this isn’t set in any particular season of Supernatural! Use of “Y/N”. I don’t mean to disrespect anything. Now please enjoy! Comfort, healing!

A./N: This is my first Supernatural fic. I apologize if I write Cas wrong or any of the other characters. I don't own the rights to supernatural, obviously, so all rights are reserved to their owners. Furthermore, I also apologize for any spelling errors, if you enjoy this one and want more let me know. Anyway without further a due enjoy! Lastly the three pictures are from the web and belong to their original owners!

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Context

it had been a long, stressful week! Your emotions had been put through the ringer, like mainly it was something you could handle, but sometimes it felt like no one quite understood what you here going through, all together you’ve had many challenges, been through many hard times. You were raised on the religion of Christianity, you believed in GOD, prayed, when you felt it would help. But sometimes it all overwhelmed you, your mind seemed compacated to say the least !

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It was Friday night, around 9 pm, you had finished your dinner, taken a nice hot bath. Everyone else in the house was already asleep, it was just you and silence, there was the occasional sound of cars passing by your bedroom window, or a dog barking away, but those sounds never lasted long. You normally went to sleep around this time of night, but tonight was different, you found yourself sitting on your bed, hands folded and elbows on your knees. It was a ritual that you grew up doing, it did help, “take away my stress, help me to rest” that sentence was always said when you performed your prayers. “May your will be done, lead me from temptation, away from evil “ . you knew these lines , you always said them it was a routine but tonight was different.

you found yourself unable to utter a single sentence as tears broke from your eyes, you had tried to hold all the emotions in , to stay happy , to be there for others since most needed you to be happy. tears continued falling, you closed your eyes, and broke the potion your hands where in and brought them to your face , your mind subconsciously ignored the sudden sound of wings flapping, and the gust of wind that knocked a few items of shelves and made your hair a total mess! suddenly you felt a warm hand on your shoulder, it felt grouping. you opened one eye, thinking it was a family member who had heard you crying but instead you saw the tip of a trench coat . as your eyes fallowed the trench coat upward you found yourself met with blue eyes !

“Hello Y/N”

the sudden voice startled you a little. it sounded soft, gravelly calm. your mind knew you should probably be scared or worried about the person who probably just broke into your house and is now standing in your room but something told you the man before you had no intention to hurt you!

“who are you ?”

your voice came out soft , filled with ceriouisoty. you fallowed the man as he walked over to the space on the bed in front of you and sat , facing you . you got a better view of his black hair , trench coat , blue tie and his blue eyes which you couldn’t help but look directly into .

“i am Castiel , an angel !”

your eyes widened at the last word he spoke , you believed in Angels like you believe in the divine . however you never thought you would ever see a Angel, a real Angel sitting before you. Castiel sighed before he continued speaking.

“i was in heaven , and heard your prayer, you where crying so i thought i would come help !”

That wasn’t far from the truth , Cas had been in heaven looking for a Angel in particular, it had only been a few months since he had the honor to grip Dean Winchester tight , and raise him from perdition, he had been working with the brothers ever since. un known to them at this time, they had graced the Angel with a new outlook on everything including a small growing love for humanity, and them! Cas had told Dean a few days prior to this that he , had thought about disobedience from heaven , in order to help them stop the apcalips. Cas still wasn’t sure about where he fit yet but when he heard Y/Ns cry’s he knew the other Angels where to busy to help not that they would , except him of course. he was pulled from his thoughts when Y/N spoke once more. her voice was soft, and calm .

“why me ?”

Castiel took a moment to decide what to tell her , he soon decided on something he thought would make her feel heard.

“i felt your pain, you needed someone , i am here for you!”

Those words made “Y/N” smile , it was true she did need someone , however she didn’t expect what Castiel did next , he moved a little closer to her , she gave him a smile.

“are all Angles as nice as you ?”

“many take their jobs too seriously “

Cas had decided to twist the truth , something he had seen Dean or Sam do a couple of times so far however the brothers usually out right lied or didn’t tell each other at all a perfect example was Sam and Ruby . Sam had neglected to tell Dean about Ruby , soon he would find out about that and the demon blood as well!

“do you wish to talk about what’s troubling you Y/N?”

you took a deep breath as you nodded to the Angels question. you let the tears return to your eyes, as you spennt the next hour or more talking about your problems. time seemed to sit still , Cas never took his eyes from yours , sometimes you wondered if he was actually listening but something told you he was taking in every word, no one had ever done that for you , you felt yourself unimportant but with Castiel you felt heard , safe , warm , peaceful like all your troubles were fading, you felt comfortable telling him everything, and he listened! you once thought of yourself as just a girl floating through life but this Angel was giving you exactly what you needed. when you took a deep breath indicating you where finished, Castiel extended his arm , inviting you to come closer to him , you did and felt a warm bunch of feathers touch the other side of your body as what you guessed could only be his wings folded around the two of you.

His wings felt light , warm , soft , like a blanket or really a Anglic blanket next thing you knew your head was leaned against Castiel’s shoulder, his arm was wrapped around your back while his other hand grasped your hand. your mind felt clear.

“is that better?”

you nodded to Castiel.

“your wings , their so pretty soft .”

that earned you a smile from Cas who rubbed his thumb against your hand , while you took deep breaths , you felt your entire body relaxing, you felt like you could fall asleep.

“you should rest Y/N, you’ve had a long week!”

“you should rest Y/N, you’ve had a long week!”

you moddded at his point, but you didn’t want this moment to end , you didn’t want to wake up and castiel to be gone ! this handsome Angel made you feel safe safer then you had felt in a long time .

As if he could read your mind he smiled .

“i will still be here!”

you looked up into his blue eyes and smiled , Castiel bent down and gently placed a kiss on you in forehead , a kiss which sent your heart racing, and with that your eyes cloerd , you felt the Angel holding you tightly before you fully surrendered to sleep !

“i will come, when you pray , you will always have me !”

you herd whispered in your ear , making you smile in your sleep , knowing you had a Angel watching over you , quite literally!

The end 💙

☕️

[peonypyxels]

i just a lil old lady once again 🌟

[coollyinterferes]

The unmistakable sound of footsteps approaching begins to fill the air. Whoever is coming seems to have brought some company along…

They are getting closer… and closer… and closer…

…and closer…

……until..................

"Goooooood evenin'!!" Comes the loud greeting from a certain blond man. A big smile on his face and all.

"We beg your pardon for our prolonged absence. It was completely beyond our control..." Then adds the gentleman standing by his side, apologizing on behalf of both, offering a genuine smile along with the apology.

"...BUT! We're back!" And hopefully for good this time…

[paudrach]

My chaotic boy is back and so am I

[kneeweak]

just cause my friends live in my phone doesn't make them any less real to me, i love you guys fr

[littlezas]

zas art to dos

paintings to finish

first messmer

messmer x huw

child messmer

sketches to finish

some dbd wesker and leon sketches

mixtapes / art to finish

messmer ii

huw x messmer ii

rellana x messmer i ( this is actually done i just dont have a cover rdy lmao )

animations to finish

an elden ring one

other stuff

redraw some diego and hp pieces

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note. for this year i want to try to redraw some of my older pieces. i get a lot of reblogs on oldier diego brando art in particular so i might try for some of those... but if anyone wants to see me retry ( or finish? ) anything in particular: feel free to comment or send a message and i will put it under consideration ♥

[gay-for-the-snz]

Christmas was great! c: