#i was planning on doing an ask blog for my ocs but honestly i gotta give my boys some love

[saturno-sol]

Hello Four Swords Fandom!

Hello! I’ve been a FS manga fan ever since i was in middle school and an avid fandom spectator. Ik the era of ask blogs has been long gone but I still love the idea and wanted to take a shot at it since I never could when it was at its peak!

The AU would center around a BOTW/ToTK storyline featuring the four links + Shadow, with lore asks as mini comics and what I call “campfire chats” as general and silly questions with predrawn sprites. I will (no promises though) attempt to update at least once a week for lore asks and more often for campfire chats.

[raya-hunter01]

Not My Sister's Keeper Pt. 9

Roman X OC(Kara)

Jey Uso X OC (Tia)

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut; sex, fluff, couple arguing, Jealousy, infidelity, pregnancy

Roamn’s wife recently left medical school and returned home to save her marriage. Upon her return, she finds out things are not what they seem. Her sister is pregnant by her best friend Jey Uso, who is also Roman’s cousin, and her husband is acting suspicious.

What happens when a conversation overhead on a baby monitor blows her world apart?

Boston Municipal Courthouse

Janice’s POV

“Mama, I’m ok,” Roman said as I sat there in disbelief as they took Tia out of the courtroom. “Son something ain’t right…..Why did they sentence her today? Why she got a short sentence, weren’t we all watching the same video because she needs to be up under the jail.”

“The Judge said it was because of the plea deal, her clean record and just wanting this over for everyone,” he said looking at Kara who seemed to be struggling with the verdict and I don’t blame her.

“Son something in the milk ain’t clean…..Regardless of the verdict he should have rescheduled a date for sentencing. That would have given him time to give a more suitable sentence for crime because that wasn’t it,” I said as Roman hugged me.

“Ma, can we just leave, I’m ready to get outta Boston,” he said as I sighed giving him a hug seeing Jey heading over.

“Aye, you ok auntie?” he asked as Roman moved and I gave him a hug. “Yes, baby I am, just can’t believe what happened in here today.”

“Neither can but we’re all bout to go leave and get some rest. We’re flying out tomorrow but planning to hit up the 16 East Bar and Grill in Pensacola on Sunday before we head back out on the road,” Jey said smiling at me.

“You’re inviting us?” Roman asked in shock as Jey sighed. “I’m still mad as hell at you, but I can’t help but be thankful you were there with Kara. You risked your life to save her and Trin…That what family do.”

“I love them both…I always will, it ain’t nothing to thank me for.”

“Well, the option is open, we’ll probably get there about 7. Trin reserved the patio, so we ain’t gotta worry about people,” Jey said as I smiled.

Hey, I will take those baby steps in the healing process. I know we will come back together in some shape or form.

“Well, we will meet ya’ll there Sunday,” Roman said as I tried to contain my excitement, praying this was a positive step in the right direction for us.

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Kara’s House

Kara’s POV

I’m glad we did come back to the house alone and just chilled out. I don’t know how I would have reacted hanging out with my mom, I needed time to decompress. 

“Girl, I love this back yard,” Trin gushed as I smiled wrapping myself up in my blanket.

“Thanks, when I saw the firepit I fell in love,” I said as she nodded roasting her marshmallows.

“I may have to talk Jimmy into getting us one. You know marshmallows are my weakness.” “That’s why I keep them stocked up ma’am,” I said as she smiled brightly at me.

“I know you had a lot of work to make up, did you finish?” Trin asked as I smiled. “I’m finally caught up, it wasn’t easy, but I have two A’s and two high B’s” I said truly proud of how I overcame and turned everything around.

“Yes! You know when you graduate I’mma act a fool…You know this right?” she said making me laugh as I looked at Jey flipping the meat on the grill as Jimmy was telling him some animated story. I loved their relationship so much.

“Have you told Jey?” Trin asked as I smiled at her. “Told him what?”

“Uh, that you love him, duh,” she said as I blushed. “I’ll have you know I told him the night I woke up from surgery.”

“That’s great…So are ya’ll together or what is we doing?”

“I’m scared Trin,” I said honestly as she nodded in understanding. “Do you want to be with Jey?” she asked as I nodded. “Yea, I really do.”

“Then be with him Kara, what’s the problem?.…That man loves and adores you,” she said gently pushing my shoulder.

 “I can see the blogs now having a fucking field day. Imagine their us at family gatherings. Chile, did you hear Kara is here with Joshua like she wasn’t married to Roman.”  I mocked as Trin shrugged her shoulders.

“Girl, fuck them bloggers and keyboard trolls, they don't know you and it ain't they fuckin' business. Plus, you knew Jey before Roman anyway."

"Ok, but like I said, what about the family gatherings. You know they always have parties and cookouts," I said as Trin smiled.

"Fuck their opinions too, but I don’t think it will be a problem, everyone loves you, especially mom and pops. They hate what Roman did and I think you’re overthinking it.”

“So much is going on, I just don’t want to hurt him Trin,” I whispered as she reached over and put her hand on my knee.

“It’s your time to be happy Kara and damn what people think. Life is too short, and you got a second chance at life.”

“I know I got a second chance, but I’m scared of screwing this up,” I said finally voicing my fears.

“Live your life Kara, tomorrow ain’t promised to none of us. You don’t owe anybody anything, ain’t no debts around here,” Trin said as I gave her a hug.

“I know and I love you, girly.  Ugh, I’m so tired of crying,” I sniffed failing to stop my tears.

“I love you too, sis, it’s time for the happy tears now because you deserve it.”

“You really think so?” I asked barely above a whisper as she rubbed my back. “I know so, everything you’ve ever wanted for yourself in this life about to happen and I can’t wait to see witness it.”

“Ya’ll aright over there?” Jimmy asked as Jey turned to look back at us.

“Yea, just two sisters having our daily talk,” I said as Trin laughed.

“Ya’ll know how we get, let us have our moment,” she said as Jimmy shook his head. “Man, what we gon’ do with them two?” Jimmy asked as Jey chuckled handing him a pan so he could take some of the steaks off the grill.

“Love ‘em and let them do their thang,” he chuckled. “Yea, what he said!” Trin yelled as I laughed.

Trin was right it’s my time to put myself first and live my life. Anything or anybody that disrupts my peace from this point forward gotta go, because it’s a new beginning for me, for us all.

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Pensacola, FL

A Few Days Later

Janice’s POV

We been home a couple days, and it was my day to pick up Logan. I can’t place it, but I knew something wasn’t right. “Lord, uncover whatever it is because we’ve all been through enough,” I said aloud feeling nauseous pulling into Rebecca and Bill’s driveway.

Knocking on the door and getting no answer, I called and once again no answer. I saw Rebecca’s car and had talked to her ten minutes ago. I was getting irritated now.

“How the hell you gon’ tell me to come over to get Logan and not pick up the phone or answer the door.” I mutter looking under the rug for their spare key.

Opening the door, I looked around and there was no sign of Rebecca in the foyer or living room. I could hear Logan babbling on the baby monitor in the living room, so I knew she was ok.

 “Rebecca!” I called out, no answer. “This how these damn horror movie start, I hope this fool is ok,” I mutter heading towards the kitchen.

“I can’t thank you enough Terry,” I heard Rebecca say as I stopped in my tracks.

Who the hell is Terry?

“Rebecca, this is the last time I’m taking your call. I did this favor for you and Tia, but I don’t want to be tied to the drama. I got too much to lose,” I heard the familiar voice say as she laid the phone on the table.

“Thank you for helping her, she really is anxious to make it right with her sister when she gets out,” Rebecca said grabbing Logan’s formula putting it in her baby bag.

The damn judge….She was the reason for that shit show the other day.

“That’s good and all but I put in a no contact order in the paperwork for a reason. I truly feel she meant what she did and her actions alone warranted life in prison, but I helped you for old time sakes,” he said sounding seemingly disappointed with himself.

“I---We appreciate this so much, she’s going to stay out of trouble when she gets out and we won’t bother you again.”

I was physically ill, this was sick.

“I don’t know what hold your daughter has over you…But if this goes bad, it’s on your head. It would be in her best interest to just leave Kara be,” he said as she shook her head.

“I will handle Kara; she will come around and see Tia was just going through a lot and didn’t mean to hurt her. I just know by the time it’s time for Tia to get out, they will have reconnected, and Kara will be calling you to cancel that no contact order.”

This woman has lost it, like needs to sit on someone’s couch…ASAP. Hearing enough, I quietly retraced my steps finally finding my way back in the entrance of the house pretending I had just arrived.

“Rebecca, I’m here to get Logan!” I said a little louder as I heard her scrambling round the kitchen.

“She’s upstairs, I’ll get her,” she yelled as I shook my head.

I can’t believe she sold out her own daughter to protect the other one that tried to kill her. She and Tia are really one in the same she just masks her dirt.

It seemed like it took forever, but finally she brought Logan downstairs.

“Oh, baby girl I missed you,” I whispered as she placed a dozing Logan in my arms. “I put her formula in the bag, and she’s already had a bottle. She should be asleep before you get back home,” Rebecca said as I smiled at my little light.

That’s what she was to us, no matter how she was conceived, our little light.

“You can pick her up at Roman’s on Thursday. I’ll leave you to your nana break and see you tomorrow at dinner,” I said grabbing Logan’s diaper bag quickly wanting to get the hell outta dodge.

“Ok, we’ll see you then and enjoy her,” she said giving Logan a kiss on the forehead.

“Oh, we will,” I said making my way out of the house, thankful she didn’t follow me out. After strapping logan in her car seat I rushed to get back in the car to call Trin but got no answer, then I remembered she had a signing to do today.

“Hey sweetie, I forgot you had a signing, and I know ya’ll gotta help out Josh tonight. I’ll just see you tomorrow at dinner. You and Jonathon be safe, love ya’ll.”

I guess I’m on my own with this one, but I know one thing, Kara will know about the shady shit her mama did and I’mma make Rebecca tells her if it’s the last thing I do.

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Pensacola, FL

Jey’s House

Kayla’s POV

Getting out of the shower I felt refreshed as I dried off. Looking at myself in the mirror I felt different.. Today was amazing, we had our balcony picnic date. It was simple, beautiful, and was everything.  Pizza, wine, and some of my favorite snacks had been on the menu.

The ocean serving as our backdrop and music as the waves crashed upon the shore due to a storm heading our way. We even went on a walk on the beach and watched the sunset before we got rained out. Hence the shower I just took.

I still hadn’t told Jey how I felt but today just solidified it even more. I was deeply in love with this man.

“You ok in there Kara?” Jey asked knocking on the door as I smiled.

“Yea, I’m good I’ll be out in a second,” I said dressing my wound. Thank God it’s finally healing and not hurting as much.  Slipping on one of Jey’s shirts, I cut off the lights as I headed back into the bedroom, frowning when I didn’t see him.

“Jey-”

“I’m out here on the balcony, wait I’mma come get you,” he said as I smiled at the thought of going back out there.

“What have you done now?” I asked as he smiled clad only in a pair of shorts. “This is part two of your balcony picnic date, Ma,” he whispered offering me his hand as I anxiously took it.

“Aww it’s so pretty….Wait where did all this come from?” I gasped as he led me back out on the balcony. “Told you I wasn’t done yet, do you like it?”

“I love it but how did you do it? We been out here all day and I know I ain’t seen no bed out here earlier.” I said as he laughed.

“A couple of lil birdies did it when we went for a walk on the beach. This is your new study area for when you come to visit.” he said as I blushed looking at the bed on the balcony surrounded by pillows and the beautiful string lights above it.

“I can’t believe you did all this,” I said as he smiled, laying down beckoning me to him with his finger.

“Come on down here, Ma, I owe you a movie.” Not needing to be told twice, I climbed in bed and got comfortable in his arms.

“You know, I’ve always loved staying here.  I could fall asleep out here just listening to the ocean, and now you done put a bed out here. You know it’s a wrap right, I may never leave,” I sighed, welcoming his lips as he placed a gentle kiss on the hollow of my neck. as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders pulling him closer.

“Maybe that was my plan, kidnap you, and never let you leave,” he said as I relaxed wanting to feel more of him as his hands caressed my bare thighs.

“You can’t kidnap the willing,” I moaned, his fingers feeling so good but I winced slightly as Jey looked at me with worry.

“Are you ok?” He asked as I nodded not wanting him to stop. “Kara, let me can get up, I’on  wanna hurt you,” he said trying to sit up as I grabbed his Cuban link holding him in place.

“I’m fine, don’t you dare move,” I said as he smiled, rolling over on his back wrapping me up in his arms.

“Ok, this is a good compromise too,” I moaned getting comfortable as the pain in my chest subsided. “I know it is, stubborn ass,” Jey chuckled, reaching up to turn off the lights and starting the movie projector.

“What are we watching?” I asked, as he gently pulled one of my legs across his lap before covering us up with a blanket.

“You’ll see,” he whispered stealing a kiss as I squealed hearing the opening credits to Dirty Dancing as he laughed.

“The stuff I do for you, woman.”

“I love this movie!”

“I know, I remembered how excited you was at the hospital that night it came on. Then you got mad and almost made me switch the channel.”

“Hey, I was ready for the love scene, and they cut it… Just plain blasphemous, but I took one for the team because one simply doesn’t change the channel when Patrick Swayze is blessing your TV screen.” I said as he raised his eyebrow at me.

“I’ll try to keep that in mind,” he joked as we settled in to watch the movie under the stars.

See Jey knew my love languages and I loved that. He knew what mattered, it wasn’t diamonds and pearls, or even money. It was spending quality time, it was physical touch, and creating memories with the ones you love. Jey’s love languages were a mixture of my mine. He loved to please and do for those he loved.

 He made sure every day to tell and show you how much you mean to him, and he only wanted the same in return and rightfully so.

“I’m glad you had fun and loved everything,” he said pulling me closer.

“I really did, and I hope you know I don’t just be hugged up with just anybody now,” I said as he looked down at me with a smile, catching on to what I was saying.

“Well, I don’t just do balcony picnics dates for just anybody either.” His lips close to mine as my heart pounded loudly against my chest.

“I have to warn you, I only do things like this with my man,” I whispered, as our lips finally meeting in a short, deep passionate kiss.

“And I only do things like this with my lady.” he moaned as our lips found each other once again as our kisses becoming more passionate by the second.

“For us,” Jey moaned against my lips as I whimpered against him.

“For us.”

“You sure?” He rasped pulling back slightly, watching me closely through low hooded eyes.

“I’m sure…I’ve never been sure of anything in my life,” I said as Jey caressed my face.

 “Forever my lady,” he whispered as his lips descended upon mine as I felt like I was flying. We were finally here at last and it felt so good. Breaking our kiss to catch our breaths.

“Ma, we can wait…I-I don’t want to hurt you,” Jey moaned, his beautiful brown eyes growing darker as I moved his hand slowly down to the hem of my shirt.

“You won’t, I trust you,” I gasped as his resolve crumbling taking me in a searing kiss, only releasing me from his grasp to remove my shirt.

“Your so beautiful, he whispered in awe as I blushed under his powerful serenading gaze.

Like a moth to a flame, I craved his touch and trembled with anticipation as he towered over me. The pain in my chest a distant memory, laying on my back as Jey took his time exploring my body.

His powerful hands grasping mine, bringing them to his chest as I felt his heart racing.

“I want you to feel what you do to me,” he said licking his lips as I groaned, biting my lower lip as he thrusted my hips against his dick that was straining against his shorts begging for release.

His hands controlling every sensual buck of my hips against his dick as it continued to grow longer and harder.

“Mmm, I feel it,” I gasped, his lips capturing mine in an earth-shattering kiss as my hands anxiously helped him remove his shorts.

“Not yet aulelei,” he moaned grabbing my hands gently pining them to the bed. His kisses moved to my neck, my heart racing as he caressed my breasts, being careful of my bandage.

“Are you sure?” he asked again.

“Yes, please,” I pleaded entangling my fingers in his hair as he gently suckled at my breasts taking his time with each one giving them equal attention holding my gaze as I fought back a moan.

“Mm, you sensitive huh,” he whispered with a smirk as I blushed. His lips lovingly kissing and nibbling down my body, teasingly as I fought to get ahold of myself but I was gone…

“Jey, don’t stop,” I gasped, my body trembling in anticipation of what was next to come.

 His eyes darkening as kissed the top of my mound gazing up at me with low eyes licking his lips as he descended lower. “I don’t plan too,” he whispered as I purred in appreciation.

Jey’s POV

Damn, I’m drunk…Drunk in love her intoxicating sent as I kissed the plush beautiful lips between her thighs, as Kara’s legs began to quiver.

“P- Please, Jey,” Kara as I groaned as I felt my dick get even harder.

"Fuck, all this for me aulelei? Tell me?” I moaned as her eyes met mine.

“Yes! Mmm, you know it is,” Kara gasped as I flattened my tongue and gently licked her slit, unable to stop the moan that rasped from my lips as the first drop of her sweet nectar coated my tongue.

“Mmm, I knew you’d taste like honey…. You done fucked around and created a monster, Ma,” I moaned, snatching her hips to my mouth as I swirled my tongue against her clit, commencing to drown in her.

“Jey, shit!” Kara gasped down at me in shock as I smirked.  The beautiful catch in her throat as I pleased her had me on demon time. I needed more…Much more and only she could give me what I wanted.

 “I- Mmm-” Kara moaned, trying to push my head away as I Ignored her plea intertwining our hands together, moving my tongue faster against her wet hot center.

“Stop runnin’, cause’ you deserve dis nut…..You understand me?”

Kara nodded, unable to speak. “Tell me you understand aulelei ?”

“I-I understand,” Kara whimpered as I moaned “Ain’t no stoppin’ Kara….Ain’t no stoppin’ till you nut in my mouth like a good girl,” I breathed against her pussy before going back to the task at hand.

“Fuck!..Oouu Josh, shit!” She moaned, her trembling legs over my shoulder as she sat up slightly panting in disbelief.

“Yea, you wit a real one now, moan my name baby. Damn, you makin’ my dick even harder just thinkin’ bout you nuttin’ in my mouth,” I confessed, knowing my words were encouraging her to get what she wanted…What we both needed.

“Mmm, I need it so bad,” Kara moaned moving her hips against my tongue. “Mmhm, so do I baby…. Dat’s it, you doin’ so good”

“Joshjoshjosh Mmhm!”

“Mmhm, get what’s yours. Fuck, you look so sexy chasin’ yo’ nut,” I moaned as she bit her lower lip, gripping the back of my head riding my face.

 “Babe! Kara exclaimed as she exploded in my mouth. Her beautiful face and the swivel of her hips as she rode out her orgasm were a thing of beauty.

I couldn’t get enough of her as I greedily drank her essence with a hearty moan as she writhed on the bed trying to catch her breath.  

Yea, I did dat…Fuck, I wanna keep her this way forever.

Crawling up her body, her flush face welcomed me as she grasped my Cuban link kissing me with urgency as I groaned nipping at her bottom lip.

“Mmm, you taste yourself?….You taste good, don’t you?” I groaned as Kara whimpered against my lips. Her trembling hand, reaching down between us grabbing my dick placing the tip at her entrance as I moaned trying to control myself.

“Mmm, tell me what you need,” I moaned, Kara pulling me closing whispering three words that made ignited an even deeper fire within me. “You inside me,” she gasped breathlessly as I  gave in, her tight warmth surrounding me, welcoming me home.

“Shit, Kara,” I groaned trying to take my time knowing she was still hurt, but she was making it hard. I wanted to sink inside her and get lost.  

“It’s ok,” she moaned, pulling me closer. A collective gasp of undeniable pleasure from us both filled the air as I filled her to the hilt.  

Kara’s POV

The sweat gathered at his brow as he’s trying to maintain his composure slowly beginning to thrust inside me as I craved more. “Mmm, faster.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” Jey moaned as I nodded not particularly caring, he felt so good, and I wanted him closer but I knew him.

“Your not,” I gasped as he gripped my hips gently once again surging forward as we both groaned at the sensation.

“I’mma take my time….Make love to you,” Jey whispered burying his head in the hollow of my neck, tilting his weight on his elbows, thrusting at a new angle that rendered me whimpering mess as he showered my neck with kisses.

“Damn, found my first spot,” he groaned as I began meeting his thrusts, feeling the pressure building with each caress, every lick and thrust we got lost in each other.

Something was different, this wasn’t sex like it was all those months ago on Roman’s bus.  This was different, we were making love and it felt so good.

With each swivel of his hips, he went deeper and deeper, our lips meeting in a familiar dance as our tongues sensually stroked each other.

The smell of rain and the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore made the moment even more special.

Each second, body to body, skin to skin we climbed higher and higher together as Jey carefully rolled onto his back, shifting me onto my side, trying to take some pressure off of my chest but never stopping his gently thrusts.

A strangled moan escaped my lips at the new position as Jey wrapped one arm around my chest, the other placing one of my leg over his as I trembled in his arms.

“It’s just us…. Stop being shy, ma,” he rasped against my ear thrusting at a steadier pace.

“Mmm, you feel so good. I need it so bad, Josh!” I cried as he growled nipping at my neck as tears sprang to my eyes from the immense pleasure.

“I know baby, me too, I need you to cum for me…You gon’ give me what I want, ain’t you?”

“Yes! I’m close, don’t stop,” my desperate cries silenced as he grasped my throat bringing my mouth to his in a scorching kiss, as I writhed in need against him.  His other hand to toying with my clit.

“You gon’ cum for me, like a good girl?” Jey asked already knowing the answer, his thrusts and breathing more uneven as I pulsed around him.

“Mmm,Yes.”

“Louder, Ma.”

“Yes! I’mma cum like a good girl, I promise,” I cried unashamed. He was dickin’ my ass down and it felt so damn good.

“Yea…Let it go, Ma. Damn, you so feel good,” he murmured against my lips.

“Josh! Fuck!” I cried coming undone in his arms. “Mmm, fuck yea look at you cummin’ just for me,” Jey praised pulling out, rubbing his dick against my clit.  “Mmm, put it back in,” I begged truly drunk on him at this point, and I wanted all he had to give.

Jey’s POV

“Uh huh, I know baby, dat pussy quivering. You need some more of dis dick don’t you?” I groaned turned on as fuck as Kara reached down, moving my hand, grasping my dick rubbing against her clit before sliding the tip back inside her.

“Take what you want, I’m yours.”

 “I want more,” Kara purred guiding my dick back inside her as we both gasped as we became one again….

“Fuck, yea…Put dat dick back in for daddy and get you another nut I moaned as we moved against each other in sync.

 “I- I want you to cum now.” Kara whimpered against me as I felt a her tight pussy swallowing my dick like a champ. Fuck, I wasn’t gon’ last too much longer.

 “Hold on, we both gon’ get this next nut together,” I groaned on a mission thrusting harder. “Josh- Wh-”

“Just breathe, ma…Let it take over, I promise its gon’ feel so good,” I whispered nibbling on her ear as I felt her relax. “Baby….Baby…Mm, Josh,” Kara gasped.

“Yea..I’m right here Kara, I got you.”

“What are you doing to me?” Kara groaned trying to hide her face but I refused to let her. Grabbing her chin, making her look at me.

“I’ll tell you what I’m doin’…..I’m makin’ love to the woman I love,” I declared, continuing to get lost inside her.

“I love you,” Kara moaned as our lips met in a sloppy kiss as she took my hand and placed it on her clit, and guiding my hand in a figure eight motion as she began steadily throwing her ass back on my dick to match my deep hard thrust.

“Shit! I love you more. …Now be my good girl, and cum for me…Fuck you doin’ so good, ma,” I moaned.

“Jey! Mmm, fuck!” Kara screamed as I felt her pulsing around my dick.

“Uh huh, I know it baby, I feel it.”

“Cum with me.”

 “Can I cum inside you?” I groaned thrusting harder praying she would say yes. “Yes, I want you too Josh,” she whimpered as her head fell back against my shoulder in shock as she fell over the cliff of extasy, taking me with her as I groaned in triumph holding her trembling body against mine as I came and stilled inside her.

The sounds of the rain hitting the roof, along with our heavy breathing filled the night air. Neither one of us said anything for a few minutes, too stunned to speak.

 “Damn, that was insane,” I whispered, finally somewhat regaining my composure as Kara rolled onto her back still trying to catch her breath.

“Best balcony picnic date ever,” Kara said with a relaxed smile as I gently kissed her lips.

“No regrets,” I whispered as Kara caressed my beard. “No regrets.”

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Roman's House

Janice's POV

"Mama, I can't believe he posted this," Roman said as I leaned over his shoulder to look at his phone.

"Aww that was nice Joshua did that for Kara," I said as Roman rolled his eyes.

Mama-"

"What it's very sweet."

"What about the blanket hanging off the bed mama? He's being messy, in so many words sayin' he slept with Kara," Roman said as I frowned at him.

"Roman they could have been cuddling watching movies for all we know, but in the end, it isn't your business what Kara does."

"I know, but can people give me time to deal with what I lost? I lost my wife and now she's with my cousin." Roman said slightly raising his voice.

"Roman, Kara isn't going to put her life on hold to make you feel better. I had something to tell you, but I see you aren't in the right frame of mind to hear it right now." I said choosing to not pass on the new information I found out at Rebecca's today. He'll find out tomorrow like everyone else.

"No I'm not in a good head space, but I will be when I get some air," Roman said as I got up and stood by the kitchen door.

"No you ain't because you're going to end up at Josh's and I'm not letting you do that to Kara or yourself," I said putting my foot down.

"I just need some air, mama, please move," Roman pleaded as I refused to move.

"The last time you went out to get some air you ended up in Boston and could have got yourself killed, so no I ain't moving."I cried. Roman was at his breaking point, but he needed to get all this shit out. He was holding too much in.

"What do you want from me?!" Roman yelled as I pulled him into my arms giving him a much needed hug as his arms tightened around me.

"I want you to let it go, baby...Let that guilt go and free yourself, it's almost been a year." I said trying to get through to him.

"I lost her and I can't fix it," Roman said his voice breaking as rubbed his back. "Some things aren't meant to be fixed Roman...We just own up to our mistakes and take it one day at a time," I said as he pulled away wiping his tears.

"I know I gotta let her go, mama. My mind tells me that every day but my heart ain't caught up yet," Roman said sitting back down and looking at his phone.

"It will...Just give yourself time," I said as we heard Logan cry over the baby monitor.

"I got her, you went the last time," Roman said going to check on Logan leaving his phone on the table.

Picking it up I looked at Josh's post and smiled.

"Gon' head Joshua," I muttered truly happy that Kara was moving on and being loved how she deserved to be.

The thought of tomorrow suddenly crept back into my mind. I hated to disrupt the dinner tomorrow but I couldn't let this betrayal stay hidden.

Kara needed to know there was more than one enemy she needed protection from. I just never in my wildest dreams thought it would be her own mother.

Tomorrow Rebecca is coming clean or i'mma do it myself.

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[camp-sky-heaven-on-earth]

Welcome to Camp Sky

Camp Sky is Camp Half-Bloods brother camp for the Chinese Demigods.

We are located at Flower Fruit Mountain.

To get to Flower Fruit Mountain, you gotta travel to Luoyang City in China and Ring the shrine bell that is labeled "Heavens Gate" or "天门" and Sun Wukong will come pick you up. If all gods are busy a spirit will open a portal for you to enter the camp that way.

DO NOT RING IF YOU ARE NOT A DEMIGOD THE SPIRITS THAT GUARD THE SHRINE WILL DEVOUR YOU RIGHT ON THE SPOT.

Greek, Norse, or Japanese demigods has to ring the visitor bell (the tiny one next to the main 天门 bell)

We usually do not have quests -our brother camp usually takes care of those- But if so we send the oldest/strongest to accompany the chosen one for the quest.

This blog is run by @yue-the-moons-child/ @star-of-the-underworld

Now let us introduce the camp councelers! (if any photos changed from the last time you saw it, it was because the artist doesn't like reposts of their art)

Sun Wukong

arts in order by: @ shadow_painter and @ T0ffeeC0w on Twitter/X

Yoyoyo! I'm Sun Wukong, the monkey god of trickery, the activities director of Camp Sky, and the main rallyer of Chinese Demogods My partner in crime is Macaque, and my own children. Call on me for any help if I ain't busy

Why I'm here? I may have pissed off the Jade Emperor again and the Gold Star of Venus had to save my ass again and for my punishment, I had to help with Nezhas Camp. Bullshit if you ask me so I dragged my partner in crime with me.

Nezah

arts in order by: @ FedoraGato on Twitter/X and @ SweetDrxmz on Newgrounds

I am Nezha, God of victory, courage, success, and power, patron god of children and filial piety, and creator of Camp Sky. I oversee the camp and its residents. I ensure all are taken care of, claimed promptly, and safe from harm. If you need my assistance, you may find me in my temple or at the pond.

Why did I make this camp? I was tired of seeing Demigod kids being deserted and left by my fellow immortals, so I created this camp as their heaven on earth.

Macaque

arts in order by: @ StariiKat and @ shadow_painting on Twitter/X

I am Macaque, the nearly omniscient being that can hear all. I can hear the past and future do not play with me here. I am Sun Wukongs partner in crime that he dragged along to help with HIS punishment. Should honestly get him back for that. I am in the shadows too so eyes and ears are everywhere. I am the monitor and punisher of the camp, but for the little kids, I do shadow puppetry for them.

Why am I here? Sun Wukong did something stupid. Aren't I dead? Readers of the original Journey To The West books may remember that Sun killed me for impersonating him, but he dragged me out of the underworld to help him in his consequnce. Honestly, before then he popped by in hell to talk after he chilled the fuck out about that incident and we've been buddies ever since.

If you wanna be part of Yue's adventures you can submit your OCs to @yue-the-moons-child or straight to this blog!

Before you do, we have ground rules and a template

No opness, unless it's Sun Wukong kid you can put a smidge of opness but not too much-

No romance with any of the gods please they will remain platonic-

demon ocs are accepted :D

just have fun :D

Name: Height: Godly parent: Claimed or unclaimed: Powers: Preferred weapon Personality: Physical description: (Optional) Background lore and plans for lore: (Optional) Picture of your oc:

This blog is a product of My fanfic/Expansion of the Riordanverse: Yues' Legends of the Stars

This camp and Most of its characters are my product and any impersonation of me, any planarization or modification of my work or characters are strictly prohibited.

Some OCs in the works are submitted to me to use or I have been given permission to use them in my work.

[isatartdump]

How have you Changed this year? How do you plan to Change next year?

Ask of 24 of december omggggg... Also you probably didn't want an honest answer but I'm gonna give you an honest answer. But! First a jokey one:

I changed from a cat to a hyena and then I somehow got a star in my eye right before I started playing ISAT and got hiperfixated with Loop. I plan to change next year into a more cringe version of myself.

Now for a super long thing:

Changed last year? In regards to my art I just. I drew more fanart- It's a thing I am usually pretty anxious on? Ironically! Considering I have an entire blog JUST for fanart... But it gives me a bit of anxiety. Usually you don't do fanart just for your eyes so I tend to think my everything has to be good. Fan design, colors, lines, even sketches. I ignored it a bit with ISAT and honestly it's the healthiest i've felt with my art in ages SHAUSHU. Gotta say I got more comfortable just engaging in things I like. Although I still keep a few things just for myself- Which is good. Don't need to show everything you do.

In regards to... Me in general... Just trying to go from less communication to more. I like Loop and Siffrin a lot because we are alike- And some things other than the game (but the game did give me more of a drive to change- People won't like me less if I am just a bit more communicative, right?) just gave me a little swab to change. Also just plan on getting on better terms with my body before I can change it on my transition and stuff. Also. Just have been comming into terms with both the chance I get diagnosed with ADHD/Autism/AUDHD/BPD or not. Not that being any of these is bad and more that in my head (A thing I also plan to change in 2025) it makes more sense that I am fundamentally wrong and not that I have a disability that disabilities me.

Changing next year?

In regards to art... Well! I didn't really joke about being a more cringe version of myself. Being cringe is being happy after all.... But just. Try to finish more stuff but not forcing myself. Maybe doing more oc stuff publicly but ! that's not looking too good considering the growing lack of media literacy.... I do plan on doing more ISAT art. Always. For as long as I am living. Because even if the hiperfixation leaves I will still be in it enough to draw it from time to time

And lastly but not any less important- Still trying to communicate more. Maybe sprinkle in some more boundaries- Try to be healthier! Also trying to hit the gym or do calisthenics (or whatever that's called in english?) for both muscle and a better result if I am ever able to get top surgery. If I get into uni I just hope it isn't as ass as I believe it would be

Looking foward for next (well, this) year! Sorry for the absurd wall of text

[astarab1aze]

Get to Know the Mun !

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ(ꜱ) ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ?

Well, it started with Kaede when I came back (and it was JJK that coaxed me out of retirement), but I took a three-year hiatus from roleplay et al. I didn't feel like I belonged anymore so, meh, left. Decided to focus on a fic (for Kaede ksjdhfs) during that time, some side projects too, but then the idea for the universe this blog focuses on came into being. At first, I just wanted to share it with the homies, but it was so unrefined yet so perfect for OCs, I had to expand and expand and expand - and then I thought, "Why not take it to tumblr, your natural habitat?" So here we are. All of the muses on this blog are rehashings of many many other muses I've had over the years, updated, changed as needed - I wanted to write the oldies without them being old, y'know? I missed them! So I combined some traits from some of them, new faces, etc. Threw 'em all in the pot and fleshed them out a liiiittle bit more through interactions, which only made me want to write them more and now I suffer endlessly (affectionate).

ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ?

Aside from the obvious (graphic noncon, pedophilia, incest)? Not really, I'll write just about anything, even if I hate it. Like, I hate coffee shop AUs, but I'll write in one, y'know? I hate murder, but I'll write one. I hate angst, but I'll drown myself in it for free. I don't believe in limiting myself when authors like GRRM exist, and in order to be a well-rounded writer, imo, you gotta try things that disgust or terrify you (in writing). Research, getting into the heads of bad people to understand them so you can write a better villain or problematic 'good guy', further flesh out a life-changing experience for x character, etcetc. I'm just here to write and expand on established technique, style, storytelling ability, symbolism, stuff like that

ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ?

It depends on some things, but I like to write stories and about characters who recognize the complications and hardships of life, be they with or without reason. Toxic relationships, smut, family life, monologues, horror when it suits me, dealing with trauma of any kind, romance at all, fantasy fantasy fantasy, etc. Can't think of anything super specific; It's really more about the themes I weave into everything. Growth, healing, wounding, what can make them worse, etc. It honestly goes the fuck on.

ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ?

I get brainworms. Sometimes from single words, a visual, vague inspiration, video game lore - and I think about it forever until it becomes A Thing against my will ksjdhfs On occasion, I'll just have an idea ready to go, but will have to expand on it later

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ?

I write with music on. If I don't write with music playing, it's because I have to keep my eyes and ears open for the munchkin and puppies. But I have to have noise playing in the background somehow, somewhere, or I go crazy and get nothing done.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴏʀ ᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?

I plan almost nothing. I like to have as organic a response as possible for my replies and asks, and developments.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ?

Oh yes, all the ships, give them to me. I love to ship, as long as the characters have chemistry and develop. I'll ship just about anything if the vibes are right.

ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟɪᴀꜱ/ɴᴀᴍᴇ?

Taro !

ᴀɢᴇ?

Over 25

ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ?

October 27th

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ(ꜱ)?

Every purple known to man, black, and teal

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ(ꜱ)?

You cannot put me on the spot like this. I listen to way, way too much music and have lots of songs I listen to on repeat from trap to metal to dark country to instrumental to r&b, so on and so forth

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?

Pretty Things, which, uh, was fucking wild.

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?

The Witcher - literally do not @ me.

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ?

Fight For Me, by AlicebanD

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ?

Potatoes :)

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ?

Spring and Fall and nothing else (i do not count the 87346823 other seasons in my state >:/)

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ?

I have a few tumblr besties! Particularly those I've been writing with for a literal decade, since I first started roleplaying on tumblr ( @elysiumtouched & @melancholymirth , and I love them immensely), but I've made other friends too, and sorta-friends, over the years and enjoy having them around, whether we write all the time and talk or not.

Tagged by: @origami-assassin (and others) ! <3 Tagging: anyone that hasn't done this yet!

[trinketstar]

TEKVENTURES! I wanna ramble about Tekventures.

if you remember them you qualify for a veterans discount

So they were Sgt.Frog ocs that my best friend SARAZA and I made on flipnote for edgy amvs and comics. I wanna say I wassss 13? give or take. But these little guys were my EVERYTHING. We thought of a billion stories about them. Then I got sick of drawing frogs eventually and wanted to make them more of an original thing. Our first sketches were of anthro goats, but over time with my style changes, an the fact that I hate spending more than 2 seconds drawing anything, they no longer resemble any specific animal and turned into fuzzy nondescript species of alien thing. ANYWAY I wanted to make them into a "real comic series" when i was 17. That's when I started the chapters that are still up on tumblr n webtoons! and a few other sites probably that I forgot about.

I've been harsh on it in the past but honestly I still love it to bits. What's there is a solid little comic and i still think it's adorable!

The only thing is, that's judging it based on what's there. It's a basis for a cute episodic thing with low stakes! Like the early mlp fim episodes or the new care bears cartoon. But that's NOT what it was planned for in the long term. Oh no, I was so ambitious. I had at LEAST 50 episodes planned which would weave together into this massive arc that would introduce other space teams, wayward space travelers with secret pasts connecting to the main cast, sad backstories for everyone, ALL of the family members of the main cast, a villian team with like... 'anti-versions' of the main cast, and a dramatically foreshadowed final confrontation with robot clones that want to destroy their planet. OH AND ROBIN too! Besides all that, they ALSO have multiple side story episodes about crashing to earth and befriending a human girl named Robin who has to keep them secret.

That might have been um. a lot.

But when you start writing a story with your best friend when you're 13 you most likely have NO CONCEPT of "too much". Who am I kidding I STILL have trouble pacing myself. But when you come up with a story it's hard not to think it's just GOLD! And that you've gotta keep it no matter what! Because that stuff is fun!

I went full force into the comic in my senior year of highschool and eventually I finished the first chapter! It took me a year. And then I looked at my plans for the other 49 episodes and thought "maybe I need to rework some things.."

I rebooted the comic once, tried making smaller stories, all that, but I wasn't quite feeling the same drive anymore. I realized I was comparing my work to high budget tv shows with like. a full team of writers and artists. and studio funding. and greenlit seasons and all that. And it was making me feel TERRIBLE about my art!

So I quit comics! I started hating comics! I hated how long they took and how restricted I felt (with my own expectations) and I lost my confidence in finishing projects because I was so sad about giving up on my big magnum opus. and I just kinda gave up and started only doing fandom art for a couple years. I did a jyushimatsu ask blog and kept it up for ages! And then a new season of Osomatsu came out and I realized when comparing it that I was basically writing an oc at this point. And that I CAN commit to long term projects if i dont get self conscious about it!

I still didnt wanna jump into comics again. But I thought of some new characters that I was becoming attached to. the very very beginnings of what could turn into a new idea.

I thought "well i still love cartoons about space! even if im not making tekventures anymore maybe i could do another space story. a really tiny one."

so i started making an rpgmaker game! and it started taking forever. so in the meantime i made a really rough doodle comic about how the characters first met. as a little side story thing.

and THAT was the key. I had to stop thinking about it like i was making a big cool tv show and starting my career and all that. its just a fun thing, off the cuff, not overthinking it, just for fun and personal expression.

so im still going with it! and its GREAT! Rocket chip has 12 planned chapters, and I'll be halfway done by the end of the year.

But BOY did it take me forever to learn that.

[kekaki-cupcakes]

Hi darling! How are you doing? I loved your Percy content, it was extremely well made annd in character! Have you got anything else planned for him? Or for Leo (second fav I gotta admit. The first one is water boy Percy)? Who’s your fav character?

Thank you I tried hard but I haven't written many different characters in x reader context cause all my actual fanfics are x OC so I'm glad to hear you liked it!

Nothing in my inbox is Percy related right now, but I'm working on a Connor Stoll x mortal!reader and I'm about to start at a Leo headcanon's [there is so much Leo stuff in my inbox it's awesome] Segway into your question the bad boy supreme is definitely my favourite character as well as Piper because who can't stan her honestly.

I totally don't have an entire Piper McLean ask blog btw 👀

[which defiantly needs some asks if you were willing, but it is sort of an art centred blog, not fits]

And I forgot to put this note on my master list but I write for every pjo character so if anybody wanted to request any of the girls for a fic I'm happy to write that too!!!

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

I'm uh.

Thinking about.

Starting that side-blog I mentioned a LOOONG time ago.

The One Piece themed cooking blog, where the posts would be written from the POV of various One Piece characters.

I feel like I'm ready. It generated enough interest when I first mentioned it that, while a little nervous, I do want to go forward with it.

There's gonna be a poll, but first, I'mma rant a little.

I mentioned my abysmal financial situation earlier, but the one thing I DO have access to is food right now. I was honestly worried about starving until two days ago. Because there is a child in the household and essentially no money, we were approved for immediate emergency financial assistance for food.

I was able to go grocery shopping yesterday for the first time in almost a month. Hit the sales and stocked up on essentials. Legitimately cried at the sight of having a full pantry/fridge for the first time in a couple months.

And well, cooking is as much a passion for me as writing and art are. As also is One Piece. Things aren't GREAT right now, financially speaking, but they should be improving soon, and in the meantime my passions provide a much needed distraction from the horrors of reality.

And now that I have the materials necessary, I can actually enjoy cooking again. I don't enjoy needing financial assistance, but I enjoy the prospect of my family starving to death much less, so. Here we are.

I already had some salmon in my freezer, and I was able to pick up a bag of orzo (a variety of pasta shaped like rice). Planning on making a main course out of it, I've made a one-pan salmon/orzo dish before that was absolutely beautiful. And I think I'm going to use that meal as the first post for the One Piece food blog.

So I pose you all a poll

One that will determine the direction that the dish in question will go.

Pick a vegetable side to go with a dish centered around salmon and orzo, and I'll use it to influence how I handle the main course, and it will be the first official recipe on the blog.

Likely a Sanji recipe, as his specialty is seafood.

Blog will include recipes from beginner to advanced difficulties, with detailed instructions, as well as general culinary tips. And culinary humor. One of my OCs may make an occasional appearance, since she's a chef and has a history with Zeff.

So anyway. The poll.

I am also willing to take asks here for suggestions on other veg sides, but right this moment, I have broccoli, asparagus, and fresh green beans on hand. I do still have the financial assistance necessary to get more vegetables, and don't mind doing so, but I DO live in a very small town where variety is limited. Seasonings aren't really an issue since I have...a lot of those. Also have a ton of fresh garlic, onion, and a few shallots.

Anyway I gotta go finish cooking tonight's dinner before I get too distracted and end up forgetting that food is essential to my survival again.

[deadlycupid]

As someone who also is obsessed with their ocs, I gotta ask about any recent thoughts on your own ocs? Anything planned?

hey, first thanks for the ask!

And honestly, lately I haven’t been able to think as much about my OCs as I would like too. I blame school and work for that (and not the over 100k word fanfic I’m currently writing).

But in true Halloween fashion I obviously thought about what my characters would dress up as and how’d they celebrate. To put it simple, I think they would all meet at Tommy’s place, eat sweets and watch horror movies. But I put a little spin on it and took an extra step further bc what if they were actually in a horror movie (I did a drawing for that idk if you saw it but it should be on my blog somewhere).

So Nico single handily saves them all bc he’s level headed, smart and has played too many horror games for his own good. You’d think Tommy would know better, bc he listens to fictional horror podcasts, but unfortunately he’s driven by his fear and would literally answer to the horrors with “take everything you want and leave me alone.” (rookie mistake.) Good for him that the B in bisexual for bringing your boyfriend to safety stands bc that’s exactly what Nico does.

In true Noah fashion i think he would be the first to go, I mean he’s goofy and already a ghost in canon. (Tho actually it makes me kinda sad so uhm David saves his ass last minute and from there on out it’s just chaos and broken bones until sunrise).

Oh, and for the costumes, David goes as the grim reaper, Tommy goes as Elias Bouchard from tma, Nico goes as vampire (cliche I know but he has the long black hair and emo vibes so can you actually blame me??) and Noah as a ghost,,, kidding he dresses up as a spooky pirate

For any future plans, since I don’t have a lot of time writing for them, I actually want to draw more of David and Noah. Unfortunately I rarely draw them (bc I’m so obsessed with drawing Nico) and I kinda wanna change that.

Also since I’ve gotten really into crocheting, I’m actually planning on crocheting one of my characters as a doll (most likely Nico,, do you notice that i perhaps have a favourite character design??).

Yeah, I guess that pretty much all. Sorry, that the answer got so long. But thank you again!!

[lil-ms-darkness]

Recompense

Levi Ackerman x OC

A/N: A year ago, I created an OC (BellaDonna Lee) as a character who would be one of my characters in an AoT RP me and a friend were planning. The rp is no longer an option, but I gave her character so much thought, and I honestly just love her, so this is going to be a scene I imagined between her and Levi.

This has mild spoilers for AoT Season 3, so if you're not caught up, read with caution. It doesn't spoil plot, but it spoils Levi's backstory and an event that takes place. Oh, and this is a long boi.

I don't know if anyone cares, but I listened to Daniel Di Angelo's Love is Evil and Issues while writing this.

I may use my blog to post random one shots and scenes I think of for my ocs, maybe some x readers. We shall see. Hope you enjoy.

𝕷𝖎𝖑 𝕸𝖘 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘 🥀

Bella dries out a glass with a fresh rag behind the long bar, standing near the wall, where a young boy with messy brown hair and tanned skin gobbles down a plate of eggs and sausage, a cup of water sitting next to his plate. He sets the fork down and chugs the glass, only to be met with the sound of running water as Bella immediately refills it with a water pitcher for the third time. He looks up at her with uncertain but thankful hazel eyes. She nods and he returns to eating. 

It’s a small crowd today, only a gentleman at the other side of the bar and a couple at the table in the corner near the door. She walks over to the man at the other end of the bar as she throws the cleaning rag over her shoulder so she can toss it in a bin marked “dirty”. 

“Want another whiskey?” She asks, unable to see his eyes past the brim of his hat. Wisps of blonde hair graze his jaw and curl at the base of his neck. 

“Do I gotta pay for that one, too?” He grumbles and she suppresses an annoyed scoff.

“This is a bar, so yes.”

“What about the twerp? He hasn’t paid for his food. You give out charity only to those you want to?”

“You’re a big boy, you can pay for your food. He’s an orphan.”

“He can get a job like the rest of us.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the young boy lower the fork from his mouth and look over.

Without a word, she grabs his glass by the rim but he grabs her wrist. She clenches her teeth and wills herself not to wince as she looks at him. He lifts his head, finally and her gold eyes meet deep brown eyes. 

“I recommend you let go of me and get out of my bar, or it’s going to be a very bad day for you.” She warns, lowly, feeling all eyes on her. 

He growls and yanks his arm away, casting his gaze to the boy. He stands and walks over, reaching for the plate. The boy let out a gasp and sat back as the mans thumb hit the lip and his fingers slid underneath. He stops, feeling a metal rim against his temple. Then there’s a chilling click as the hammer of the revolver is pulled back.

“I’d choose your next actions very carefully, Sir.” She hears the front door to her bar open, but Bella doesn’t even bother to look up. “If a single piece of egg falls from that boys plate, I’m going to pull this trigger, and it’s going to be the end of line for you. Or,” She says, cooly, with calculated venom dripping from each word, “you can walk out of here with your life and never step foot in here, again. Take your pick.” 

The man scowls and stares at the wide eyed boy before he removes his hand, the fork clinking against the ceramic as he does so. He lifts his hands and backs away, cautiously as she continues to hold the gun towards him. She can see his gaze flick down to her hand,

“Don’t. You’ll be dead before you even touch me.”

He glares at her and curses under his breath as he continues to back away until he makes it to the front door. He backs out and vanishes. Only then does the carefully put the hammer back in place and tuck it back into the pocket of her dress. She looks down at the boy, then the man who now sits in the middle of the bar. He’s seen it all, but he looks unbothered. She shakes her head, 

“I’ll be right with you.” She looks at the boy again and his trembling lip. “Hey, Jakob, look at me.” 

The boy looks up with his dirty face and dreary eyes.

“That wasn’t a one time thing. You’re going to get that everyday of your life. Don’t let people like that man treat you that way. If they do, make them regret it. Got it?” 

He nods, once, and she smiles. Seeing her smile, he smiles and blushes faintly. “Eat up.” Then she makes her way to the customer. 

“Sorry about that, I had to deal with a disgruntled customer.” She noted his short black hair with an undercut and pale skin. He’s familiar, but she can’t quite place him. He looks up and his intense gray eyes catch hers. He looks young, she’d guess early or mid 20s, max. “What can I get you?”

“The owner. I need to talk to them.” 

Her hackles rise and she nods, “She’s a busy woman, can I ask what this is about? She doesn’t like to be disturbed with stupid shit.”

“I had an incident here and caused some collateral damage. Wanted to come in person and talk to her about it.”

Bella examines him and sighs, “Belladonna Lee, I’m the owner.” She offers her hand. The man reaches out, shaking her hand, 

“Levi.” His handshake was firm, and his hands were calloused but very clean. She watches him pluck a napkin from the counter and dry off some water around his hand and she raises an eyebrow. 

“So, you’re the one that traumatized my bartender and damaged my bar. He sent me a letter and I had to cut my vacation short. Had to fix the door frame and replace the broken window, let alone buff out your shoe prints from my bar. I hope you’ve come to pay me back for that, it wasn’t exactly cheap to fix.”

“I actually came to get a drink.” He says and she folds her arms.

“After all of that, why should I serve you?”

He didn’t even say a word, instead just dropped money on the counter and met her gaze again. 

She looks up at the now empty table where the couple had been, sighing. They probably left before they could see a murder up close and personal.

“What do you take?”

“You got tea?”

She let out a sudden laugh, a chesty laugh that escaped her before she could stop it.

“You came to a bar for tea?” She asks, incredulously.

“I came to discuss recompense.”

“You don’t look the type to give two shits about making things right, Levi.”

“Perceptive, but not exactly a detective. You don’t know me. Do you have tea, or not?” 

She sighs, yet again and can feel the beginnings of a headache coming on. She walks a few feet away and rummages through a small box. She plucks out a few smaller tins and a flat muslin square before she digs through her glassware. 

“I don’t have teacups, so you’re stuck with a regular glass.” She puts some of the herbs from the small tins into the muslin, tying it off with a small piece of elastic and dropping it into the glass. She adds warm water and sets it down in front of him. He pushes his payment forward and she quirks a brow.

“That's too much-”

“Keep the change.” He sips the tea and she can see his eyes flinch a bit. “Got any honey?”

“No, sorry.”

He shakes his head and she examines him in fascination,

“So, what was going on that resulted in all that damage?”

“What’s with the kid?”

They look at each other as they speak in unison and Bella clears her throat, 

“You first. What did you say?”

“I asked what was with the kid.” He motions to Jakob, who has finished his food and is now sipping his water, eyes lowering, looking ready to fall asleep.

"Why?" She asks, cautiously, her hand ready to pull the revolver again, if need be.

"You're taking care of him, but he doesn't look a bit like you."

“I guess I just like kids.” She offers, bluntly.

He sips his tea, wincing again, and she wonders why the hell he’s still drinking it. “People don’t pull guns on people if they ‘just like kids’, nor do they take stray kids off the streets. You run a secret orphanage or something?”

She shakes her head and grabs another rag, walking over and folding it gently. She replaces the dirty plate with the rag and gently pats it so Jakob can put his head down. The boy hesitantly lowers his head onto the rag and falls asleep. She walks back to Levi and sets the dish in a bin of other dirty dishes to be cleaned later, 

“No, but I do try to be a safe space for kids up here. I do want to open a home for orphans in the Underground, though. Not an orphanage, but a place for them to be safe." She could have sworn she saw Levi’s shoulders bristle at that, but his calm expression confuses her. She must have been seeing things- the pressure of her headache getting more pronounced. Maybe it was a migraine. 

“Why?” He asks.

“What’s with all these invasive questions?” She asks, cautiously, examining him closely.

“Making conversation, aren’t bars where people go to socialize?” He asks, flatly before taking another sip of his tea, this time without grimacing.

She purses her lips and looks over at Jakob, sound asleep, then Levi. She folds her arms and leans her back against the liquor display and Levi watches as a few jet black strands of hair fall from her ponytail. 

“Truthfully, I do love kids, but it’s more…complicated, I guess. My dad left before I was born and my mother was exhausted working two jobs to support me. I hated it, but she’d tell me stories of other kids who had it worse. There was one she told me that haunts me to this day. There was a little boy who lived with his mother, she was a sex worker I believe. But she died, and I can’t remember if it was illness or if she was murdered. But the little boy stayed with the body of his dead mother until he died, too- starved to death…” Her eyes are somber, and she looks over at Jakob again. 

Levi is silent for a long time, and Bella assumes he’s waiting for her to continue. When she doesn’t, he speaks up. “The world is cruel. It’s not fair, and kids need to learn to handle themselves.”

Bella looks over at him, “That boy who starved to death had no one to teach him. How do you learn if you’re not taught?”

“You learn the hard way. Figure it out.” 

She scoffs and looks down at her dress. 

“If they want to survive, maybe. But that doesn’t mean children deserve to experience pain like that…Imagine how frightened he was…how much pain he was in…” She digs her nails into her arms. 

“Something tells me there’s more to this than just that dead boy.” He muses

“My…" She takes a moment to collect herself, "My own mother died. Semi-recently. When you smashed up my bar, I was in Karanes collecting her belongings. And it’s weird being alone. I mean, I’ve been living on my own for years, but it’s different not having the choice to go see her.” 

He hums and sips his tea, again. 

She looks over at him and has to admit, he’s quite handsome. His black bangs falling into his chilling eyes and slight dark circles, the line of his jaw and serious lips. He has few wrinkles around his mouth, and she wonders if he ever even smiles. A neatly buttoned and crisp white button up with a black blazer over top. He even smells clean, unlike Bella's scent of boiled eggs, whiskey and burned bread.

His eyes find hers and she holds his gaze, round golden eyes with thick lashes and soft lips, thick black hair tied in a ponytail with loose wisps grazing high cheekbones. Strong shoulders with a waist that curves in gradually. Her legs are lost to the limp drape of her dress.

“What about you?” She asks, softly. 

“Hmm?”

“I gave you some pretty personal information about me. Don’t think I give that out for free.”

“I have to pay to get to know you?”

“If I don’t know you, yes. You do.”

He smirks, slightly and it’s so subtle and yet completely transforms his face. She swallows and pushes down the fluttering in her chest. So he does smile, after all.

“I’m not very interesting.”

“The damage I had to repair begs to differ. What happened that day, why did you shoot someone out my front door. Why did you smash my window with a chair?”

“Somebody was in the way and I had to deal with him.” 

“So ominous, and vague. You don’t expect me to accept that as an answer, do you?” 

“I do, actually.” He finishes the tea and sets the cup down before standing. She is sad to see him leave, even if she is mildly frustrated and her head is pounding. She had forgotten about it completely as they were talking. 

“Thank you for coming by. If you ever need another drink, I’ll keep the tea stocked. And invest in some honey.”

He nods, and when the front door slams open, Levi spins on his heel quickly, Bella's hand plunging into her dress on instinct. A young teen stands in the doorway, panting, sweaty, and covered in blood. 

“Matthew! What is it?!” Bella asks in a panic, running around the bar.

“I-It’s Eric, the boys from the other day found him! They beat him up really badly, one of them had a knife and-” 

Bella’s eyes become wild and she runs for the door. A hand on her shoulder stops her and she looks over at Levi, heart pounding and making the pressure in her head worse. The throbbing made her dizzy.

“Calm down.”

“Don’t tell me you’re going to stop me from helping that boy!”

“I’m not, but if those boys are still there and they attack you, you can’t help anyone. And I doubt you have the resolve to use that revolver on children.”

“THEN WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST I DO?”

“Let me come with.” It wasn’t a request, she could see it. He was going, regardless of her answer.

[zackmartin]

Please ignore my banner, I got lazy and didn’t want to spend the time to make it actually look like. decent alskdjf.

I met and started talking to some really cool new people this year and I’d love to include you, but I have this weird anxiety of coming across as overzealous and clingy but just know if we had at least one conversation, I consider us friends and I hope we become even better friends in the new year and if it wouldn’t be like, weird to you, you can definitely include yourself in this alsdkfj 💗

If I forget anyone please understand that I have really extreme Brain Fog right now but it obviously has no bearing on my love for you, y’all know who you are 💕

Even though I can’t say it to each of you this year, I still want to say how much I love you all. This past year and the year before have been two of the most difficult years I’ve ever been through, both because of stuff happening in the world and just everything going on in my personal life/health wise, and I don’t think I would’ve made it through had it not been for this website bringing me to some of the most incredible people. 

To the ones that let me dump 6,000+ word essays in your DMs on a random idea I came up with, to letting me brainstorm and talk things out even though we all know it probably won’t turn into anything, to getting into something I adore and live-blogging in my inbox, to just random check-ins/asks, it all means the absolute world to me. And on that note, I want to thank you all for continuing to indulge me; I know i wouldn’t have seventeen different AUs for one random crossover I came up with almost three (!!!) years ago, nor would I have written 2k words today of my latest one if y’all didn’t at least pretend to care jsfjsj 😅😅 and I know Izzy and Felix wouldn’t exist and I wouldn’t be contemplating adding yet another sibling if you guys hadn’t been so supportive. 🥺 I also know I definitely would’ve quit gifmaking if you guys didn’t reblog all my stuff (even some of you when you aren’t in the fandom?? 🥺🥺 idk how to thank you for that) and leave little nice tags 💕💕 And I want to thank a lot of you for the opposite, to the ones that let me in on their ideas, and their universes and their OCs, I love it all so much, like just getting a glimpse into all that is a great source of joy for me, and I hope you all know that you can always come to me with ideas, you don’t even have to ask, because I want to hear it all 💖 

and honestly I just want to thank y’all for being you. I feel like I know some of the best the world has to offer. I know I sound like a broken record, but it really does give me so much joy to see y’all excitedly gushing about something on my dash, even if it’s something I know nothing about. And I love getting into new things through all of you, and I definitely plan to continue that in the new year. I love watching you all grow and change and experience new things. 2022 better be kind to you all of you, and that’s a threat.🔪😤 Anyway, my brain is getting cloudy so it’s gonna start getting difficult to form coherent sentences so I gotta stop here alsdfkj but just know that I love y’all with my whole heart and I feel so honored to know each and every one of you, and I feel so beyond thankful to call you friends 💕

If I forget anyone please know that has all to do with the Brain Fog, and nothing to do with my love for you.

Also, honorable mention to Ryker; even though you don’t have an account for me to tag anymore, you’re definitely included in this 💗

@taylorswiftrulestheworld @willexs @harts-on-friar @sunsetcurve @legendaryjohnmarston @bitchmilsky @neshatriumphs @perhapspearl @dashingmoonlight @symphonic-concert @mistyskiesrambles @owenjoyners @youngbloodthekilljoy @the-nerdy-fangirl @ciara-knightly @unsaid-emily @hoovii @cactus-con

[ankhisms]

the always wonderful shelley @shanheling tagged me to do this thank u so much!! i think that everyone i wanted to tag has already been tagged to do this but if you feel like doing this feel free to consider urself tagged by me!! im putting this under a readmore bc its long and i ramble a lot

the piece i was tagged to explain my process on is this oc piece! unfortunately i have a habit of deleting my original clip studio file once ive finished my art and saved it as a new png file, so i dont have the file to show the sketch and different stages of this piece. but I still can go through my general process and talk about how i did that piece!

1. planning

honestly i think about the art that i want to do a lot, and in this last year or so ive thought about the art i want to do more than ive been able to actually create and finish that art that i want to do. for my planning i tend to do a lot of different thumbnail sketches for the art im thinking of

these are some examples of thumbnails, a lot of times ill do thumbnails just on pencil and paper and with some of these theyre done quickly with my fingers on my phone note function on a day where i was feeling too bad to get up and draw on paper but still wanted to get the thumbnail ideas down. two of these are for the same songxiao piece that i still havent finished and i have more thumbnails digitally on clip studio for the same piece, i do a lot more thumbnails when a piece isnt working the way i want it to and theres times where ill completely scratch a thumbnail or a sketch and start over in order to do more thumbnails because i dont feel happy with some aspect of it.

two of these are small gouche painting thumbnails for two pieces i did maybe a month or so ago, i did the thumbnails and then tried to expand on them digitally and im wanting to do more thumbnail paintings like this in the future because it was fun

for the piece of my oc trio it was based off a series of ask prompts i got for a few different outfit prompt memes i had reblogged, so i based their outfits on the ones in the meme. when im drawing figures i tend to try and get the movement down in the poses when im sketching, i do several rough sketches of the pose before beginning to start setting down lines (if im doing lineart at all because sometimes i dont like doing lineart and do a more lineless painting kind of style). i really try to get my art to convey some kind of emotion, in the oc piece i wanted it to feel fun and like youre seeing three best friends while theyre out on the town having a fun night

2. creating

this is the only real example i have of a piece in the middle of being filled in and created, this piece is one that im really not very happy with & have had lying around for a while and ill probably scrap it and try to come at it from a different perspective at some point. but anyway it still shows what i do, i lay down a kind of neutral gray color underneath my final sketch/lineart if im doing lineart in that piece and then i start picking out the colors that i want for the piece and kind of setting out a pallette for myself. i dont do this color pallette thing 100% of the time but i do it really often, especially if im working on a commission or a larger piece where i know theres going to be a lot of colors or if its a piece where im not sure exactly what color scheme i want so laying out the colors together helps me kind of decide what kind of scheme i want. i am sooooo picky about my colors in my art i am genuinely obsessed with colors in art and there are times where i really have to stop myself from working on something forever just constantly adding more colors or putting little tiny changes and gradients in the colors.

after ive got the colors i want down i tend to try and block out parts of the piece with the base color for that section, and then i start to paint with the colors that i want to go on top of that base color from there.

once im satisfied with the colors/shading/rendering and everything ill go back and look over things and will fix things that look off or sometimes completely redo segments if they dont look right to me. when i was younger and mainly doing digital art using my phone and my fingers i would use a lot of filters and overlays on top of my art once i was done, and honestly im glad to not be doing that anymore because i dont think it made my art look any better. i do color adjustments and sometimes will put on a color overlay or a layer to emphasize the shadows and the light in the piece, but i try to keep those layers to a minimum and like i said before i have a tendency to obsess over the colors and ill spend a good amount of time in the color adjustment tool of clip studio and then ill just decide "actually it looks fine as it is" so yeah!

3. posting

i feel like i dont have a lot to say here gbfm i mean i honestly have a lot of thoughts about the relationship between artists and social media and how social media changes our views on art including our own art and how we can feel like we constantly need to be posting new art and just become content machines churning out new stuff. but ill save that rant for another time. i used to be really concerned about how many notes my art would get when i was younger, and i dont at all blame anyone who still is very concerned about that bc it sucks when u work hard on something youve created and then you dont get a lot of recognition for it, but honestly within the last two years or so i feel like ive begun to have a lot healthier relationship with posting my art. i really just post my art on my art blog, reblog it to my main blog, and then thats that yknow! i do really appreciate any and all support people give me, it means the world to me, but for me having the mentality where i dont need to post all the art i make and i dont need to be posting every day or every week or every month even has been a lot healthier for me because then im not constantly asking myself why didnt this get notes is my art awful??? and yeah i just kind of post it and my brain goes okay were done with that art we gotta make more

ive honestly been struggling a lot with art thru the pandemic and if youre reading this and have been struggling with creating in any way recently or even before the pandemic, please know theres no shame in having trouble creating and it doesnt make you bad at whatever it is u create!

thank you for reading this, feel free to consider urself tagged by me again if u want to do this!! love u all

[the-final-sif]

I've been meaning to make a post like this for awhile, but I kinda,,, kept forgetting. Since I just hit my 6 month anniversary and 300k words written milestone though, this seemed like a good a time as any to introduce myself properly, as well as talk a bit about my plans for the future.

So, without further ado... Hi.

I go by Sif (and sometimes Rosae), I'm a college student, and I'm a girl (she/her). I'm a fanfiction author in my spare time, and I also do fanart sometimes. I've been publishing fanfiction online for nearly 6 years, but I've been writing since I was 8 or 9 years old. My very first fanfiction was called 'Shoppingcats' and it was a handwritten warrior cats fanficton that from what I can recall was warrior cats but all my OCs and set in a mall.

As you may have guess from my blog, I adore birds. I volunteer with raptors, and I have a pet Timneh African Gray named Cecil who I love.

I'm definitely a nerd, and I have a special place in my heart for biology. I also love sci-fi, fantasy, and I currently love BNHA because it's got such a weird and expansive world to play with as a creator.

I tend to ramble on about stuff a lot, on the internet and in real life. Despite being pretty talkative once I get on a subject, I’m actually kinda shy. I get flustered by praise very easily, which is part of the reason I can take awhile to reply to stuff. I end up reading people’s nice comments and I just,,, melt. (stares guiltily at the 2000+ unanswered comments on my A03)

Other interesting things about me as a writer include:

I 100% blame my love of hurt/comfort on Bridge to Terabithia which wrecked me as a kid. That book taught me how powerful writing can be.

I tend to write to fill a void. If can’t find anything fitting my specific craving, then I often end up writing a story to fill it instead.

I have (accidentally) won an award for my writing before.

I don’t know where my ideas/headcanons/etc come from either. They sneak up on me, latch on and then I gotta do somethin’ with the little buggers.

I type quickly, and I get intense when I’m writing. This has lead to people asking me if I’m okay/if I’m angry about something while I’m typing out anything from fics to homework assignments.

I overthink everything I’ve written ever, and a lot of my fics contain small references to stuff that I spent way too much time figuring out.

And honestly, that’s pretty much all you’ll ever need to know about me. So, now that I’ve introduced myself, I wanted to just kinda give people an update on what I’m working on + what will be released next.

This is basically my to-do list, and knowing me it’ll probably change around and get interrupted by other cool ideas I get. But you know, this is roughly what’s going to happen. Maybe.

1. A (long) commission for @wyvernspirit​ - A Hawks & Jeanist fic that I’m having a ton of fun writing. Currently at ~1/4 chapters done, and hoping to get it done this week.

2. The Forced Family AU - This is going to be my next long fic, and it’s my own take on “The Villains Got Away With Katsuki”. I’m going to be writing the entire rough draft before I start publishing, so it will have an actual goddamn update schedule unlike some of my fics.

3. The Dandelion AU - This is... This is a big project. The Dandelion AU is something I’ll talk about more once my design lineup is done, but it’s going to be a mix of comics/artwork and attached fics. I’ve been planning it out for ages and chipping away at it, but my art takes me a long time (plus finding time to draw is harder for me), so this is probably going to be my most long term project on this list.

The Dandelion AU is going to be a Dabi centric major canon rewrite... that’s mostly canon compliant. A lot of it me trying to sit down with canon and find a way to fit puzzle pieces together while making it my own. I’m still not sure when I’ll start releasing it though, I’ve got a lot left to do, so I’ll just have to see.

4. Some various one-shots that I wanna write at some point are all getting lumped in here. Some silly, some sad. Some very sad.

5. FBNAS’s Epilogue. //looks the other way while whistling as I pretend I don’t see my WIP for this one.//

6. At least 3 more follow up stories for the Katsuki Hakamata AU. Honestly probably more eventually,  but there’s 3 I wanna write out for sure. Those 3 will go into Katsuki’s Internship, him meeting and bonding with Eri, and his second year sports festival. It’ll be awhile before these are out though.

So yeah, that’s roughly what I’m going to be working on for the next,,, while. I’m really excited about a lot of the projects I’m working on, and I can’t wait to share them with y’all!

[estrelladeishtar-archive]

Guess its time for update posts again huh?

So I just want to lay this out first, in light of some things...

Personally, I really am not okay/comfortable with tracing of my work in any way/shape/form. It is something that I do take issue with & would prefer NOT be done, & especially if it is vent art. However, since I feel someone is going to do it anyway (since I know this stuff can happen regardless of my wishes), the only thing I can ask is that I at least be credited for whatever is copied & that it NOT be used for profit. I DON’T want my work being used that way at all due to how my personal stuff is, well, personal to me? But if that still isn’t going to stop someone, then I at least ask for credit where due, & that it be solely for personal use.

That said, I also am going to say this—I am more than willing to be asked for art tips & stuff of that nature. I add this bc I know in most cases, it tends to be due to someone wanting to be better w their work (even if it isn’t exactly approached in the best way at times)... so I figured, why not be willing to help, since to me that’s much more beneficial a solution in the long run. Better this method for me, personally.

Now, all that out the way, bc I don’t want to discuss that any further—

Life so far has been a bit... well, idk. Lupus still is a bitch to deal with & I’m soon barely gonna be on month 2 of treatment for it. Meds for lupus that I’m on unfortunately take about 3-6 months to see their full effects, so until then I am more or less getting by, doing what I can & resting on the days I get major flares. I will say tho it is ... well, VERY difficult to make it through the days when you have this, as well as a bunch of past issues & mental illness bs, & more irl stuff like bills to add to that... but I’m managing as best as I can. After all I did manage to finally pay off two of my bills, so. Progress. Nothin’s gonna be keeping this bitch down LOL

Commission work rn is in progress too—& thankfully I am doing better on that front, as meds have at least gotten me to function a /little/ better. Its not by much sure, but any sort of progress is better than none, especially when I’m actually getting work done (rn I got 1/4 comms done for this batch & am workin on my 2nd, which was bein paid to be self indulgent <<“). I am still taking it steady, making sure to pace myself appropriately, but also making sure not to overdo it. I plan also to maybe make designs to sell more, but we shall see how that goes?

Also I am trying to get back to bein more active on dA. I need to REALLY be reminded to update that place bc I am super forgetful >>.... but still. Details.

Now, in regards to personal work, I do want to say this... I most likely will, for a while, be kind of focusing more on my own self indulgent stuff (be it fandom related or not), as well as be more oriented towards my own OCs & probably talking abt them more. This is both in part due to recent events AS WELL as the fact that this sort of thing helps me cope, & honestly I figure maybe its about time I start lettin myself be open to talkin abt my own original stuff again & let myself be more self indulgent (regardless if its purely oc stuff or oc/canon or whatever the fuck). It makes me happy to be able to be more open in discussing this stuff, & frankly that’s most important, so.

For a long time I kind of clammed up abt my stuff due to being in a crowd that kinda heavily discouraged that, & over the past two years I’ve managed to break outta that enough to where I feel ready to try again. So If you notice I’m not postin /as/ much j.s.@.b related content in my free time? It is due to this reason specifically, & I would heavily appreciate not being pestered abt this decision. This doesn’t mean I will stop making fanart altogether, but I feel I need to give much more time to myself & my more personal stuff too. My AU blog will also be on a temporary pause again due to this—as I feel a need to kind of reorient myself & also do other things I love that aren’t just fandom based—goin back to my roots as more OC focused which was what this acct was when I first started <<

All this said, I also want to thank people for the support I HAVE received, as I am both close to 600 follows here & already reached over 1k on my twitter (to which I’m hosting a raffle for over there)! Its not somethin I anticipated this soon, but it does mean a lot. I’m thinking I may do a sketch rq stream for this place when I get the chance—uncertain yet, gotta see what my physical health will allow me ofc lmao. But if I do I may also set it to be mic on & all that, so. There’s that. For now these are just ideas though, no solid plans set in stone or anything.

I guess that’s about it for updates? Bit longer than usual I gotta admit, but 🤷‍♀️

[voughtcorsair]

hhhgh hello i am also lonely + bored and i have two questions! one: what's a hc you rly like but haven't had time to flesh out + talk about a lot? two: how would one even get *started* with a killjoy rp account? i'd rly like to but i just.. don't.. kno.. how.. (i haven't had internet frens in literal years honestly and it would be cool to write and stuff again)

hi !!!!!! its nice to meet u :DD !!! 

1. i REALLY wanna explore more of the worldbuilding and linguistics of the kjverse!!!! i have a notebook dedicated to killjoy stuff BUT i havent started filling it out because i cant do anything til i finish my algebra course (EW.) i like the slang dictionaries okay? but they’re not really suitable for my version of the kjverse! AND bear with me here but - im californian and seeing danger days portrayed as Endless Desert pisses me off to no end!!!!! i am assuming batt city encompasses most of la + suburbs and YET!!! theres no mention of the massive sprawling cities (GHOST CITIES HELLYEAH) or the mountains to the east or the GIANT fucking redwood forests to the north!!!!!! like honestly i think its very reasonable to assume that the edge of zone six is somewhere in the middle of fukken utah for godssake cuz i have driven cross country nd that was Maybe eighteen hours of driving tops???? 

2. OKOKAY so funny story about redrabiesbaby. i was chatting w @tanoshiguru’s mun and they were like “yeah im fun ghoul” and i was like “OH do u need a party poison” nd the pieces kind of fell into place....i have to admit it IS really intimidating to start off in a new rpc if you dont have any friends to fuck around with!!! i was lucky enuff to have ghoulies mun and then from there it was rly easy 2 make more friends!!!! more under the cut cuz i was writing and it got LONG holy shiiiiit

if u DO want to start an rp blog...take note of which characters are taken and active and which characters arent; doubles arent a HUGE deal by any means but in some cases it can kinda limit who u may wanna interact with, but it never really was a problem for me? and im one of like 50 poisons. (im just the best tho like objectively ;D)

if u r makin an oc......i do not have a lot of experience in that department but make sure you have a solid backstory. DONT let your oc claim to know any current characters if you dont talk to the mods first, that pisses everyone off to no end and makes ppl unwilling 2 interact. but leave enough room for your character to grow, too, i think? its a delicate balance but its really not difficult to find, i think no matter if its canon or oc, there has to be a give and take between both players, its like walking thru cement if u have to carry a whole thread or storyline and if u dont, then it tends to be like ur caught in a riptide n ur just like “UM OKAY I GUESS? THIS ISNT WHAT I WANTED BUT WHATEVER”

HAVE A SEXY THEME AND URL. lookin at ur blog this will not be an issue for u; ur username and theme fuck. sometimes yellow on white themes make me want to cry sometimes character-thoughts or character-blog is just. wow u could have made it so much prettier :( admittedly this isnt a big one im just SUPER particular about my aesthetics!

YOU GOTTA INTERACT WITH PEOPLE!!!!!!! if you have good relationships ooc your characters r likely to get more interaction, 4 example i talk to pretty much....all of the muns of the characters that interact w poison? n their blog is like, SUPER active. so yeah. dont be afraid to make the first move, just keep an eye out for when people post ask memes and stuff and send stuff in; starter prompts/sentences etc are usually a really good way to start interaction that doesn’t require too much awkward planning, and headcanon / dash games are a super good way to show ur interest ooc!!! 

also !!!! there are tumblr groupchats and stuff!!! those are a super awesome way to get your character noticed. here should be some links, if it doesnt open directly just click on the “links” tab on that page :P im personally involved in the younger canon; the fab4 arent really famous yet but theyre on their way, but most players tend towards regular apocalypse, and others dont really care to differentiate canons kejjkhfdsjka 

UMMMM this got really long but tldr make friends! and i am here if u need any other help!!! but its a lot less intimidating than it seems once u worm yr way in there...... sry if this is incoherent tho im having like 40 thoughts at once :flushed:

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For the "shit to ask people who write" thingy: 2, 4-5. 10-11, 19, 21

2. talk about a notable time a narrative or character has looked you dead in the eyes and said “fuck your plan, here’s what we’re actually doing.”

Oh, I have one for this actually. This was for a story (original stuff) I wrote a looooong time ago. The two leads were supposed to be love interests. One of them did develop feelings for the other. But the other character, the MAIN CHARACTER. Just would not fucking develop feelings for the other guy aside from ‘friends’. It just, was not happening. And every way I tried just felt, hella forced. So, it ended up a sadly one-sided set of feelings.

Tho I *did* end up after the fact managing to write an alternate end that did accomplish the beginnings of this (and kept them both alive cause uh oops the og end had them both die)

4. what are some of examples of storytelling that inspires you outside of books?

The worldbuilding in Avatar the Last Airbender is just, it’s so good and so well done and so intricate. God I wish I could world build like that.

Also the super tight writing in FMA (the manga and Brotherhood). It’s so fucking *tight* and well wrapped up. Everything connects, there’s like, nothing left unresolved by the end and it’s just, I heckin love it ok? Also it’s world building is hella.

5. what is the plot bunny you’ve been carrying for the longest? optional bonus question: do you ever wonder why you haven’t written it yet and experience deep existential dread?

Oh man. I’d have to dig through my stuff. Possibly writing Damien’s story. Damien was an OC I had created a LONG ASS time ago for RPing. But they RPs with him just kept fucking dying. So I said ‘fuck it’ and retired my boy from that life but I didn’t stop creating for him. I’ve got a fair amount of stuff for him planned out I just, haven’t done anything with it.

Idk why I haven’t written it yet, aside from there being a few gaping holes I haven’t filled and not really having a PLOT aside from ‘Damien’s life’.

10. do you have any kind of consistent writing schedule or just hoping for the best?

LMAO no, no I don’t. Just whenever inspiration/the mood strikes me.

11. if you currently write fanfiction or have ever written fanfiction, please tell us about the plot of the first fic you ever wrote

Well, if we want THE very first fanfiction I wrote then it would be a pokemon fanfic I wrote back when I was uhhh, however old I was when the anime came out over here. The plot was *very* basic.

A group of pokemon researchers/scientists discover a mysterious egg in the mountains so they bring it back to study it/protect it from poachers/hunters who’d want it. Then it hatches and SURPRISE it’s a baby Articuno. And they release it back into the wild (after I think driving off some rare pokemon hunters)

I even did illustrations for it too. And the entire word count was, probably less that this entire ask tbh. It was very basic. It’s probably floating around somewhere too b/c god knows im a packrat who can’t get rid of anything. Esp my writing.

19. what’s something neat you’ve learned while doing research for something you were writing? also, how much do you worry about doing research in general?

Uhh, hmmm. Well I learned that head trauma cause seizures (even if you’ve never had them before). I also learned what a Japanese highschool graduation ceremony looks like.

And, it honestly depends. Sometimes I say ‘fuck it’ to accuracy and wing it but sometimes I’ll do some research (like when I wrote that one fic involving Takeru having DID, I wanted to know some things to avoid doing and also looked up anecdotes from people who do have it so I did some some research)

21. BIG ask: what do you think is the most important component of a good story?

Characters. Likeable ones. Esp your fucking MAIN CHARACTER. Since you know, the story is about them.

You can have a really great plot and setting and a fantastic writing style but like, if your characters, esp the main one, are unlikeable pieces of garbage, then your story is going to suck. That’s not to say they have to be GOOD people, no, you can write a story from the POV of a villain who can be the biggest piece of scum in the universe and the story can still be good.

Like, when the narrative (the author) says ‘this character is nice’ but then the writing and the character’s actions show the exact opposite. You don’t say ‘this character is a good character’ then turn around and show them being a horrible person to other characters and expect me to like them. Don’t do that. If they’re supposed to be nice, show’em being nice.

(The first example that comes to mind is the protagonist from the House of Night series of books. I’m following a blog that’s going through this series book by book and tl;dr the books insist the main character is a ‘good person’ and ‘so likeable’ despite showing her being rude, lazy, shallow, judgmental, a hypocrite, constantly slut shaming other characters while simultaneously cheating on her romantic partners, being low key racist and just, not a likeable character, yet we’re supposed to believe she’s such a perfect and kind hearted person and insisting she’s none of the things I just listed)

Tl;dr, I gotta fuckin like your protagonist, regardless of if they’re hero or villain, or else I’ll have no interest in continuing the story.