#i'll answer it as an anon since you were gonna send it as an anon

[wiedzmacienia]

Would you rather give up your magic to live a normal life, or keep your magic and never hold any genuine human connections? (There's no anon option, so I guess I have to be called out lol.)

eyes narrow in the light of the campfire, wood crackling and heat meeting her skin that's made it crawl for centuries yet she can not move with the young boy who's head lays on her lap having fallen asleep (she imagined she'd have to carry him back to his tent at some point). maybe she shouldn't have come here, even if the knightley boys had asked her to when she'd been to see beth. they'd found a few soldiers they'd felt able to confide in about themselves, soldiers who seemed to accept them once one of them had used his powers to save the other, and it's from this that such a question has been brought forth. she knows it is not out of malice and yet, it still awakens something deep within her. a memory she's locked away for ages in the depths of her soul. maybe they think her standoffish because she is so much less open than the boys. but she can not afford to be like them when she must direct her forces by the day. these boys were young. too young and had yet to truly understand the world even if they were serving in an army now let alone understand magic or it's role in the world.

there was one day, no, a mere few hours within her life that katarzyna had wished she could have shed her magic from her body and lived a so called normal life. that she could have been as human as the rest of her village. the moment men who had been smiling at the children just the day before entered their home with violence and tore her and her brother from their beds, binding them and dragging them outside. when she had screamed for her brother as wooden posts had been erected. there had been no trial or recourse. no amount of pleading for their lives had halted them from being beaten for speaking the foul words of creatures they'd said. it had been them who had brought the plague upon them they believed. yet was it not the twins whom only sought to save an elderly woman from the pain of such plague? fires had been lit and pain seared their bodies and in those moments she wished they could have been anything but what they were. for to have been born as such had been their death sentence.

but then they had been reborn from the ashes and her whole world view had been shaken. her parents had given of themselves to bring them back and she no longer saw her power as something to shy away from. her parents had believed in magic. had believed in the worth of her and her brother and what they could bring to the world. and she vowed to never seek to be anything but what she was again.

to never be weak and powerless again.

greenish-blue hues move over the fire and meet the human speaking to her. was she not making a human connection now? perhaps once she believed being what she was separated her from the human world. perhaps in the respect that she lived longer than humans it did. but this war and the people she had begun to meet made her begin to question such. maybe making connections with humans wasn't about how long you knew them or preventing one's self from becoming close because of the eventual loss but the value of the time spent with them. no, she did not think having magic equated to a lack of forming human connections, genuine ones. not if she didn't allow it to.

after all, while it had never been the intention, she cared for-- no, she could acknowledge it was more than that now as she ran her hand through the young boy's curls, she held a motherly love for auggie in a way she had never believed she could possess before-- and tended to the human child more often than not these days. sometimes the intensity of which she believed she would protect the boy scared even her for if there was a choice between him and someone else, she held no doubt of what she would choose even if it could mean burning the world in the process. but did her love toward the boy not equate to a genuine connection? and was her magic not the very thing which could allow her to protect him? was such love not a normal part of life?

"why can i not have both?" she questions, gaze drifting over the man's shoulder to see the major approaching. ah, perhaps she would not have to carry auggie back to his tent herself after all. still, she continues, looking back at the questioning soldier without care for the major hearing her words, for they were truth and she would not deny her connection to the boy at this point even if she has no idea what it would look like once this war was done.

"is there some book of rules which state i can not have magic and hold connections with humans who i love? that i can not still have something of a normal life with them?" and with that she looks down upon auggie and begins to shift him gently without waking him, picking him up so that his head falls to her shoulder. strangely, the heat of the campfire seems to affect her less, a different kind of warmth washing over her as she raises from their perch on the log and moves to meet tallmadge. "come to collect the little terror? i think him, cora, and furgus just about defeated half the soldiers in camp charging them while wearing your helmet today."

@honorhearted

[rimunagenius]

Good Game

ʚ pairing: Kate Martin x Cheerleader!reader

ʚ word count: 1.3k words

ʚ warnings: RPF!! , otherwise none.

ʚ request: anon ask; “are you down to make a kate martin x cheerleader reader?”

ʚ rimunagenius speaks: here’s another request! i love that you guys are sending requests, and i’m glad that i’m the one you’re choosing to ask to write them! thank you so much for liking what i write, truly unbelievable. Also, I’m making my way through my inbox so from now on, my fics will most likely be request, so feel free to drop some more, but also, please be patient as i continue to do so! enjoy!

"Good job, Martin!" You yelled at you waved your pom poms infront of you, engaging in your cheer, but looking to the side as the Iowa women's basketball team ran down the tunnel for half time.

You gave her the biggest smile, getting one in return. "Thank you!" She grabbed a cup of water and ran down the tunnel following her teammates.

Usually that's how all of your interactions went. A 'good job' or 'you're doing great' here and there. Kate was your favorite on the team. She was tall, pretty, kind, and really damn good at playing ball. What's there not to like about her? You always mentioned her to your cheer friends; they evolved to trying to start up conversations with Kate and bring you into it.

It helped that one of your bestfriends was on the basketball team, too. You and Kylie met on your first day at Iowa University. You two have been inseparable since then.

So every game, you'd get to just a little bit early, hitching a ride with Kylie, and she knew full well why you did it. There was the off chance that you'd talk to Kate. They normally had shoot around, and the cheer team would get there just a half hour later to start warm ups and make sure the music was working.

You valued your time before every home game. That's why Kylie made sure to make you bump into Kate on your way into the big game tonight.

"Hey, Kate!" Kylie shouted to the blonde ahead. She turned around, her long blonde hair twisting as she turned to look at you and Kylie.

"Hey! Oh, Hi!" Kate greeted her teammate, and then greeting you, with a side hug. She was much taller this close than from the sideline to baseline view. Your knees were weak.

"Hey! You excited for tonight?" You beamed, you were also excited for tonight. The big Iowa vs. UConn game for the final four spot.

"Yeah, super. Your cheering tonight?" Kate knew the answer, she just didn't know what to say because you made her nervous. You could tell by the way her cheeks reddened immediately after asking.

"Yeah, I am. That's why I came with Kylie." You turned to point to your friend, only to find she left. You look up ahead and see her walking with Sydney down the hall towards the lockerroom. "Oh, nice." You whispered as you turned back to Kate.

Your cheeks turning pink just by the sheer height difference. "Nice, you're gonna cheer for me right? Your favorite on the team obviously." She bumped your shoulder, making you laugh.

"I will cheer for you, but only out of obligation. Y'know, I didn't get a full ride for nothing." Your sarcasm eliciting a small giggle from the tall blonde.

"Haha, very funny." Kate looked ahead, catching Kylie peak her head out of the lockerroom doorway, immediately blushing harder.

"Kylie's actually my favorite, but i'll make an acception for the cute golden retriever." You smiled up at Kate, tossing a small strand of hair up playfully, her smile widening some more.

"Yay, the cute cheerleader loves me." She bumped your shoulder again, both of you walking into the lockerroom like big grinning idiots. Kylie definitely texts you after you walk out with your headphones she had in her bag, asking how it went.

You walked onto the court, a couple of your teammates here already, smiling at your phone while you told Kylie what happened. You then didn't fail to talk about it all the way until the girls started warms ups. You didn't want to get caught talking about a minor interaction between your literal crush.

"Wait, stop. I think Kate likes you, babe." Your teammate literally stopped you dead in your tracks. You didn't know if you heard that correctly. You hoped you did.

"No, stop it. No she doesn't." You looked over, and sure enough Kate had been looking at you. You both gave eachother a small smile before resuming to your respective duties.

"Girl, she's been looking over here every thirty seconds. Of course she likes you." You smiled softly, thanking the cheer gods that your uniform looked so good on you. Seriously, you were glad you were confident enough to strike up a conversation. She was so pretty you didn't think you'd be able to do it.

"Okay, stop telling me that or that's all i'll think about all night, and I don't want to forget our cheers. Especially the half time performance." You sighed as you walked off the court, to do stationary stretches, while the girls used the full court to do warm up drills.

Now it was your turn to stare. You watched her as she moved in sync with her team. Fully enamored by the way she moved, communicated, and played with her team.

During the game, was no different. You’d watch her play, literally just watched her. Something about her was just so intriguing. You couldn’t look away.

She’d look to you, smile and continue to play her game. She would try and hide the smile when she heard you scream ‘let’s go 20’ and hasn’t stopped thinking about it. She thought about it all the way through the second half, and completely into half time.

She wished she could watch the halftime performance, wanting to watch you do your thing, in that pretty uniform, the skirt that fit you perfectly. You two had seemed to be totally enamored with eachother it was driving you both nuts.

After the game, the team went into the tunnel, for the normal post game talk. You were nervous to sit in, Coach Bluder allowing you to sit and listen since Kylie was your ride and you were just minding your own business. The lockerroom was fairly big, you finding a spot infront of a locker, scrolling through tiktok with your headphones on. You hadn’t known the huddle was over until someone was approaching you.

Looking up, you met the perfect blue eyes yet again. You looked up and saw you were sitting at her locker. “Oh, I’m sorry, I’ll just—“ You started talking and got up when she had already reached for her towel on the top shelf. Your bodies were pressed against eachother, eyes looking into the others, your breath mixing together.

“Oh..uh. Sorry!” Kate said, sidestepping to let you pass. Both your cheeks were red and demeanor suddenly timid and bashful. The things you two did to eachother.

You neeed her number.

She needed your number.

You then stood by Kylie’s locker, waiting for her to finish up, her opting to shower at her home, and then before walking out, you turned around and walked up to Kate. You didn’t know if it was the confidence of Iowa winning the game, the adrenaline running super high. But either way, you were doing it.

It was now or never. You liked her, and wanted to talk to her longer than short conversations before and after games. Getting closer, you tapped her on her shoulder. Her eyes wide, a soft puppy look on her face, god your knees were weak. “Hey!” She smiled as she put her basketball shoes in her bag, sliding her feet into her slides.

“Hey! So, you can totally say no, but I wanted to know if I could get your number?” You smiled nervously at the blonde, her smile growing wider.

“Yeah, of course. Here.” She handed you her phone, letting you type in your number, sending a quick text so you could save her number in your phone. Feeling your phone vibrate, you thank her and handed her her phone back.

Her now standing infront of you, you decided to kiss her cheek. Her face immediately turning a light shade of red. She rubbed the back of her neck softly, before looking down at her feet and then back up to you.

“Good game tonight, Martin.” You turned heel, and walked out the door leaving her absolutely stunned. She could not wait to text you tonight.

[theoccultz]

Hello guys (:

So I'm finally free from my work

let's play a game 🎯

Let's do it " THE OLD WAY "

And since we are closing 2024 with a big sigh this is supposed to be a fun game , just to have great energy exchange with each other

I'll keep this game open for a week so dw there will be two slots if I'm getting a lot questions!!

Rules :

You must be following me

Reblog + Like

Include your pronouns

Send in your ask through ask box

Anons are allowed

Use the emoji related to your question

Be respectful, be patient and do not question my credibility if you didn't get to hear the answer you wanted to hear .

If you have not followed the rules or you joined the game when the status was OFF I'll inform you

Make sure to list your initials and your fav planet (THATS IT. Do . No . Include . Any . Extra .things .I hate it )

You must specify your question I have list down some questions but you can ask questions of your own choice ( if you are asking about a person then let me know if they are your cousin or your crush with their initials )

You have to give me a short exchange about the questions you are asking me ( so if you are asking about What should I improve about myself ? You should provide me with five-six lines , or a moodboard related to me or my energy , anything but there should be something

🧸- use this emoji to get message from your deity , higher self , spirit guides , demons , god whatever you believe in ( please make sure you specify which deity do you want me to reach out to for eg -Lilith )

🎀- use this emoji for getting a message about yourself (you have to specify your question like what is attractive about me , how do people perceive me , what is my main character energy , etc )

🔥- use this emoji to figure out who is sending you sexual energy , what is your sexual energy like or if you have a partner what are their kinks etc just +18 topics in general)

👾- use this emoji to know who is obsessed with you , who's all up in your energy , if they have got reading done on you , what are they saying about you )

☠️- use this emoji to ask about the spirit in your house , spirit who's attached , your connection or incident with any spirit in general.

❤️‍🔥- D/R , S/O questions ( in this you have to specify who you are manifesting to get details of your choice like what do they think about me and stuff but please make sure you specify your question and that person )

⭐- send this emoji to know about your next glow up , opportunities coming towards you , your energy right now n in few months , your next month, just what is "next" for you .

💗- use this emoji for a reality check you need about yourself, a connection , just things you might be missing or not seeing clearly.

👻- this is for my students so they know how can they be more efficient in their studies , how can they prepare for their next exam , what are they worrying about , how the exams gonna be like and things you should prepare for )

👀- this is for my curious cats who wants to know what a specific person thinks , feel n how they see them ( how does my sister feels about me , how does my hr see me, what do this friend of mine think about me , how does my neighbour see me etc )

💌- f/s , s/o questions to know about your person ,how will you two meet , their dark side , how are they in a relationship, what is their type etc ( but it's specifically for a love connection)

🗞️- use this emoji for other veryyy specific questions ( as in why do they stare at me , will this situation work out in my favour , why do they favour me more than others , what is this person's problem )

🩸- use this for questions related to your ancestors line , what powers were you born with , what makes you 'you' , how can you heal that bond etc )

Status : OFF

Slot 1 reservations

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕀𝕟𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕣 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Hope requests aren't closed. Could I request Gepard, Argenti, Dan Heng, and Jing Yuan with a s/o who is an excellent inventor? Toys, machines, they can make anything.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ They weren't when you requested so you're good! Also, I don't write for Argenti so hope you don't mind me changing him for Serval! She just suits here so well and I need more of the girlies so you can say I kinda took the opportunity there~ Anyway, hope it's still up to your liking!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

✧ Dan Heng probably knows both a lot and a little about subject of inventing

✧ he read about it and even saw few constructions due to adventuring from planet to planet, but he also never really did it himself

✧ you'll have to introduce him to all the shortcuts while inventing something because he knows just the long and boring way, like instructions said, he'll do the exact steps

✧ he doesn't really mind and find it actually quite interesting to help you around

✧ but if your workshop is loud... he may not be big fan... and if you're trabilazer like him and all the noise is coming from the next room? Yeah, he'd loose it...

"Y/N. How about we go grab some sweets and you finish your work later? I need a break..."

✧ don't get him wrong, he's happy you're working on your skills but he just doesn't like the noise and would much prefer go on a walk while you work

✧ but at least he helps you with cleaning and quieter parts of inventing!

✧ tho if you live on planet and he rarely visits you we it is... he may not mind the noise as much. He's simply more focused on spending some quality time with you than that

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@miya-akane @toyaswif3y - come get your quiet but scary trabilazer!

✧ Gepard is honestly happy for your achievements and you probably met each other through Serval

✧ but... let no one ask him who's better inventor... he's not gonna be able to choose between you and his sister so he'll end up with basic answer, simply saying you're both great which he's not lying about

✧ but if we can avoid that, he knows quite a bit about it so he'll often drop by and see how you're doing

✧ and if you need help, he wouldn't mind doing so we long as he's not busy

✧ if he won't know something... he can always ask you or Serval if you'll need some professional advice too!

✧ this boy is so busy and now he also has 2 inventors to help... he often leaves you or Serval mid day to go to another one, so he won't seem like he's playing favorites because he loves you both equally, just in different ways

"Hey love, I'll go see how Serval's doing, okey? I'll come back later so I can help you more since I know you're busy. I'll be back in 1 of 2 hours."

✧ but... Serval often kicks him out to help his partner, she's like tou cupid if you think about it...

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✧ Serval is too!! You guys either met through work and bonded OR became close and just later realized you're both inventors

✧ when you were far enough into relationship, she definitely wanted to combine your two workshops so instead of "competing against each other", you could work together

✧ and lemme tell you... if you do it, your business is going CRAZY since you're both one of the best inventors in Belebog

✧ if you ever struggle with idea, fixing or making something, she's the one you should go for!

✧ she knows you're a bit better than her and will often mention it, not because she had low self-esteem but because she's proud girlfriend and wants to compliment you

"Hehe~ C'mon, you're the best at it! You need to teach me your trick someday, alright? In exchange... I could take you on a date next week! I'll clear my schedule so we can spend entire day with each other."

✧ expect her to be a little flirty from time to time when you work, sneaking little notes between not important machines so you'll wonder why it's not working just to find love letter there, or send some flying little robot with hear or chocolates on it... many can happen when she's in the playful mood!

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✧ Jing Yuan most likely knows every citizen of Xianzhou Luofu, some worse some better... so he definitely knew you even before you got into relationship

✧ but your relationship either developed by him hiring you one day or him getting w little crush and visiting you often

✧ and when you're together, he'll often drop by to see how you're doing and he'll you around

✧ and when he can't come check up on you because of his work... he'll simply send someone to you! It can be either Cloud Knight on patrol or Yanqing passing by

✧ he loves seeing how much you can do with just the idea and materials. So he'll sometimes sit down next to you and watch you work

✧ his favorite thing is to see the project developed all the way from simple scratch to finished product

✧ he'll also remind you of breaks, taking you out for something sweet or to restaurant whenever you finish project you've been working for days

"It looks great, my dear. Now let's go eat something. My treat. Trust me, you deserve it for all the good work you did there."

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@miya-akane - come get your soft general~

[whumpbug]

hey so I'm gonna send a lil prompt

You don't have to answer it of course but it's been rolling around in my head for a while and I doubt I'LL write it since I don't know how you feel about fanfics

so I figured

why not put it in your askbox just for the sake of it

The idea is that at some point, Archie goes to Simon's apartment for either a minor injury (really just an excuse to see him) or something that's kind of serious but can be delt with pretty easily. Basically anything that isn't fatal and wouldn't be fatal even without intervention. When he gets there he sees that Simon is clearly MUCH worse off than him for whatever reason and now they're BOTH fussing over each OTHER and fighting over who gets taken care of by the other

Definitely a whumpee-turned-caretaker/caretaker-turned-whumpee situation. I don't know I just think it'd be fun but if you're busy or something that's totally cool I just wanted to show it to you

HI ANON!!!!! like i said in a previous post, i will literally give you my firstborn child if you ever make a fanfic for my boys. i dont think you understand how thrilled i would be. you are ALWAYS welcome to write about my guys!!

anyways, heres a little prompt fill!!! it ended up being more about the fluff than it did about the fighting over who should be fussed over so i hope thats okay!! simon being cuddly when hes feverish is one of my favorite traits i gave him. i hope you enjoy too!!

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In hindsight, the cut on his leg really wasn’t too bad.

Archie was about ninety-nine percent sure he would have been able to suture it himself. He saw it done more times than he could count, and the wound itself was neat and shallow, though bleeding profusely. Wouldn’t have taken him more than twenty minutes.

But he really missed Simon.

Simon had been swamped with exams and lab practicals and volunteer hours for the last week and a half. The poor guy had 2 hours a day to himself if he was lucky. Archie made himself scarce to not add more to his plate, of course, but it had been three days.

He figured a little pit stop couldn’t hurt. Even though it was well past midnight, Archie knew Simon had finished his last final in the afternoon because he texted him that he was going to knock out, and then went radio silent.

It had been seven hours since then. Simon was definitely awake by now.

So that’s how Archie ended up silently slipping through Simon’s kitchen window, a common practice for him, angling his leg just right so as to not drip blood all over his floor. 

All the lights were off. Weird.

He shut the window gently behind him and padded into the living room, squinting as his eyes started adjusting to the dark.

Suddenly, a lamp flicked on and Archie nearly died of a heart attack then and there.

He blinked at the sudden brightness and was greeted by.. Simon?

His friend was slowly sitting up from the couch, head still lowered as he viciously scrubbed the sleep from his eyes. There was a mess of blankets and pillows surrounding him as he propped himself up on his forearms. 

Had he been sleeping?

“Archie?” His voice was rough. He blinked blearily, hair mussed from sleep. “What are you doing here?”

Simon’s gaze lowered to the bright red stain on Archie’s leg and he jolted a little bit. 

“Oh. I see. Come sit down, I’ll--” He was cut off by a soft yawn-- “take a look at it.”

Simon went to grab the suturing kit that was already on the coffee table from the last time Archie stopped by, but his hand slipped and he nearly toppled over. Archie rushed to catch him.

Something was not right.

Simon was never one to be this groggy. He was the kind of person that could go from dead asleep to awake and alert in a matter of seconds. He hardly ever had a “wake-up” period, and he was certainly never this out of it.

When Archie helped Simon back to sitting, he frowned at the unnatural heat he felt beneath his palms.

“Simon? Are you okay?” He cupped his cheek and stifled a hiss at the burning, fevered skin.

“You’re burning up!" Archie exclaimed.

He should have known something was up when Simon didn't text him after his nap. He suddenly felt a bit guilty. "I'm sorry for waking you, I should have called first. You should be sleeping.”

Simon shook his head, but it only succeeded in making him dizzier. “Mmh. I’m fine. You’re the one bleeding. Just sit down, would you?”

“No way. This--” Archie motioned to his leg-- “can wait. You’re sick. You’re exhausted. You need rest. I'll get you some medicine and some tea, okay?"

“Just sit down. You're dripping blood. I can still suture. I’m fine. I can practically do it with my eyes closed.” He looked up at Archie again in a hazy way that made him not want to test that theory.

Still, Archie knew Simon well enough to know that he wouldn’t back down, especially not while mildly delirious from fever. He had to improvise.

He made a show of sighing and sitting down as if he resigned to Simon’s orders, but then, when his guard was down, he reached over and snatched the suturing kit from Simon’s trembling hands.

“Hey!” He shouted, but it came out as more of a whine. He was too disoriented to do anything about it anyways.

“Shush. How about I let you sit here with me while I do suture myself, y’know, so you can supervise, as long as you promise to let me get you to bed when I’m done.”

Simon peered up at Archie with glassy, fever-bright eyes and finally relented.

“Fine.”

Archie smiled. Admittedly, he was very pleased with his small victory. He sat back on the couch, beside Simon, and propped up his leg.

He pulled out the pre-threaded needle and hemostats and got to work.

The process was actually relatively easy. Archie practically memorized how it looked when Simon did it, so it was no trouble at all. He fell into the rhythm of threading, looping, anf knotting.

He only faltered the smallest bit when he felt the weight of Simon chin settle on his shoulder. In the corner of his eye, he could see Simon was flagging. He was more exhausted than he was letting on. He was blinking slowly and lazily, gradually nuzzling further and further into the side of Archie’s neck.

By the time Archie finished the last knot, Simon was nearly a deadweight on him. Archie's heart clenched.

“Alright sleeping beauty. Let’s get you to bed, m’kay?” He murmured, replacing the items in the suturing kit and carefully getting up to crouch in front of Simon in an offer of a piggy back ride.

Simon was not one to decline.

It took Archie a bit longer because of the throbbing pain in his leg, but he eventually got Simon tucked into his bed with a damp washcloth on his chest and forehead. 

Just as Archie was leaving to go find the ibuprofen, he heard the smallest, saddest sound come from the bundle of blankets.

“You’re leaving..?”

Archie thought he might die right there. 

He all but dashed back to Simon’s bedside and cupped his face. “No. No, of course not. Not when you’re feeling this sick. I just wanted to get you some medicine. I’ll be right back.”

Simon just averted his hazy eyes and huffed a small whimper. “Stay? Please?”

Archie bit his lip in contemplation, but his mind was made up before the question even made its way out of Simon’s mouth. 

He kicked off his shoes and crawled under the covers next to Simon, who scooted over to make room, and pulled him into an all-consuming embrace. 

Simon melted easily into it, letting his head fall on Archie’s chest. Even in his foggy state of mind, he made sure to be careful of Archie’s injured leg as he wrapped himself around him. 

Finally, he felt like he could breathe again after such a hellish week.

Archie rubbed up and down his spine, reveling in how the tension in Simon’s muscles melted away with each pass.

Medicine would have to wait. For now, this was far more effective.

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[thesovereignsring-if]

Honestly, maybe if you were forthright on how the story gonna be like, then the anon(s) wouldn't be so mad. There where a bunch of asks about whether the MC would be competent but instead of giving a straight answer you went about what this story is and isn't without actually answering the questions. Sometimes you make it seem the mC is only relevant because the other characters love the MC, and that's the only merit the MC has. And instead of confirming witch it is, you keep talking about power fantasy like wanting the mc to have qualities other than love interest/siblingtTM is wish fulfillment.

I've scrolled down the whole blog, and don'tknow wha

I know you're probably saying this kindly, but I'm probably going to answer slightly more emotionally than usual. Since you scrolled down the whole blog, you should have a seen idea the kinds of asks I've been answer to and why I might colour my words the way I have been.

But before I do that, I would politely ask you to never try to justify a certain anon's anger or behavior towards me by saying I should do this or that- I'm not here to placate people. I am here to write and produce a story and game. I don't care if people agree with what I say or not, and honestly I don't care if people get angry, but lashing out in anger in THIS fashion is completely unacceptable.

I believe I have been forthright and I already give away more information about the story and plotline than I really should to temper audience expectations.

I zero in on the 'power fantasy' and 'wish fulfilment aspect' because because that's what, at the end of the day, what those anon(s) want. That's what a large majority of fiction sets out to be. Especially popular media. Wish fulfillment. And it's exactly what I say it is:

A power fantasy is wish fulfillment, empowerment and feelings of accomplishment, in all shapes and forms. It’s feeling you have worth, it’s feeling like you did something good or right. It feeling like your useful. It’s all the things that send the happy feelings to your brain. Being “competent” and “useful” can also falls into that category.

How can I not be more clear that the story is meant to be oppressive and disempowering etc?? That it's not going to be that?? I explain, justify with reasons within the MC background. I've already buildt up and fleshed out in the game why the MC is exactly way they are are the beginning of the game. AT THE BEGINNING OF THE GAME. But if larger thematic concepts are too broad, then I've already said the MC is the underdog. Do people know what that even is anymore? I feel like I'm losing my mind.

So I'll be clear on this once again. This story is not going to give you instant gratification, you might not get it all at. The whole narrative is meant to be bittersweet at best and painfully depressing at worse. That is in almost every aspect of the narrative, including the MC.

You're going be used. You're going to be lied to. You're be betrayed. You're gonna be humiliated. And sometimes, you're going to have to gritt your teeth and move on. The MC is going to have to do that. So does everyone else in this goddamn story.

I don't give concrete answer because it's clear what I deem is competent does not match what others deem competent. Because if I do, people are going to come back and be say "but you said this..., you said that..." No matter what I say or do, people have their own expectations and belief and it's probably not going to live up to those expectations because.

And that's too bad. I've already written enough in Chapter 1 that shows mages and soldier MC can defend themselves just fine. I've already written that the MC can have a fruitful future ahead of them with their conversation with the Empress. They aren't the best in their field- they can't. They're barely an adult when the story starts. Do you hear how crazy that sounds? Most of the cast the far is 5+ years older than the MC. They have wars and conflict to prove themselves. The MC has basically finished high school and can already land a pretty comfortable career in the Empire for the rest of their life already.

This story has magic and monsters and kings and queens, but write my characters with a more realistic foundation. A lot of popular narratives have MC that dominate the narrative and I've telling everyone again, that this is not going to happen. The MC is going to have fight tooth and nail, like everyone else. It's on equal grounds.

And I say that the MC is loved and is relevant for simply being alive and loved- its because they are. The whole narrative conflict of the game is a succession dispute with in the family, were all the current successors have equal claim to the throne- including the MC and their older brothers who love them. It doesn't matter if the MC is the strongest, most powerful, capable or if they're passive. This is a constant that cannot and will not change no matter what kind of MC people play.

Sorry, but I'm starting if i'm starting to loose my patience with you, Anon, cause it does seem like you sent this in good faith, but I am getting tired of trying to justify myself all the time, especially after dealing with a particularly obsessive individual, who would not accept any explanation I gave and instead called it 'bullshit plot armor', when it really is a different flavor of realism. So forgive me, if I stop being kind, polite or generous with my time for them. Furthermore, you didn't read the messages they sent to my inbox because I made the choice not make them public and delete them. I only have so much time in the day to write game and answer every ask in my inbox. I wish I could, but I cant. There's 45 messages in my inbox as I'm writing this, but I try to answer the ones I feel are relevant and time sensitive.

Now I've said my piece, I'm gonna go retreat into my writer's den. If people are upset with what I've written so far, then I implore them to go back to pinned post, read and decide for themselves if they're willing to come along for the ride. Because if you people come at me with the same questions, I will answer the same way. If you do not understand what I am saying, than perhaps you may need to see it at a different perspective.

[a41-i-finally-caved]

So, this is another OBX-centered ask. Just thought I'd put it out there in the first line, so you only read the following text, if and when you're in the mood for it.

I just wanted to say that the writers of the show are absolute and complete nincompoops (Yeah, I said it! And honestly, on top of everything else, it's just a plain dumb idea to kill off the most beloved character in your tv show, but that's not the point right now.)

The point is that reading your fanfics and scrolling through your tumblr, you seem to have so much love and excitement for the characters. I hope you keep your joy for writing in this fandom, and not just because I love to read it (because I do! obviously), but because nincompoops shouldn't have the power to take these things away.

F*** them.

PS. On a very personal note: Thank you for sharing your universes!

I know people who have struggled with childhood abuse. It's not something I've talked to them about a lot for a myriad of reasons, but reading some of your fics, have made me think about it a lot and encouraged me to have more honest and indepth conversations about these things than we have had earlier.

I really want to thank you for that.

I also love your fluffy bits, btw. Because it's really lovely worlds to be in, and that's really important too.

PPS. Supernatural, Teen Wolf - inspired OBX fic? That sounds so fun.

PPPS. This 'ask' is in dire need of some kind of question. I see that. I just don't know how to formulate one right now. You don't have to answer, either.

Thanks for the consideration anon! Very sweet of you <3

So leading up to the Part 2 drop, I had a friend warning me like 'no, this is from an actual source, they're gonna kill JJ' and I was just sitting there like 'okay I hear you but it'd be SO STUPID???' and did not believe them, the more fool me lmao. So I'm with you anon, absolute nincompoops

And of course <3 These fics were definitely written for me first and foremost, but posting 'em is for whoever decides to read. The idea that people I will never meet in my actual life can get something outta what I wrote? That is wild and amazing and also keeps me posting on a (somewhat) consistent schedule lol

Thank you for reaching out; I know say it a lot but I really do love hearing from you guys <3

I know you said this doesn't have a question but "Supernatural, Teen Wolf - inspired OBX fic?" looks like one to me! I've got a very small (sub 2000 words) doc for it that I will probably jump into again this weekend. Because God if it isn't the most ridiculous fun nonsense I've written in a while lmao

JJ is a werewolf who's not very good at the whole werewolf thing. Sure the books say he needs lots of physical contact from his pack, but since his dad's the only family he's got, that's off the table for obvious reasons.

Kiara's got a whole selkie thing going on with her parents locking away her seal skin. Mike and Anna were a forbidden love story so expect lots of extended Carrera family drama there

Pope will probably be the plot driver. He finds a diary from his ancestor: the great alchemist Denmark Tanny, which sends the kids on a wild quest to recreate his transmutation process, the key to wealth, health, and eternal life.

John B has some sort of luck manipulation going on, courtesy of his dad. He also may 1) die 2) come back different and 3) be hopelessly in love with his best friend (because I cannot help myself)

Sarah and Cleo will also be there, I just haven't solidified how yet lol Right now I only have the thinnest threads of plot or cohesion, but I'll see what I cook up :)

[ceruleanslob]

Questions about the angel and devil au!!! :33

(you dont have to answer them all!!)

Does Phoenix stay an art student or study law still?

2. Did the class trial still happen?

3. Would Klavier also be a demon on someones shoulder? /and vice versa with Gregory, ignoring his death. What if Manfred was the demon with him?

4. Can the angels and demons change size? /only up to their canon height/ (I'd assume they could, since it would be hard to take a small defense/prosecutor seriously, but it would be funny if they just had a microphone)

5. Does every person have an angel and a demon on their shoulder?

6. Are Trucy and Klavier Apollo's angel and demon?

7. how funny would it be if damon and angel were someone angel and demon. how much funnier would it be if they were reversed or were just humans.

Oh um wow... my first ask! Unexpected but welcome :D

Does Phoenix stay an art student or study law still?

I plan on answering this very soon :)) Whether, with a comic or written, we'll have to see... But I do have to say that the current timeline of my AU at the moment is when Phoenix is in college.

2. Did the class trial still happen?

EDITED on April 25, 2024: I changed my mind and yes, the class trial still happens but not in the way that anybody expects.

No, it doesn't happen since Miles was never Phoenix's classmate in this AU. The only way for Phoenix to become a lawyer in this AU is through Miles' and Kristoph's influence and urging OR an outside event.

3. Would Klavier also be a demon on someones shoulder? /and vice versa with Gregory, ignoring his death. What if Manfred was the demon with him?

I honestly think Klavier is too nice to be a demon lol. Also not gonna spoil those two for now ;)) However please keep in mind that I'm a very new Ace Attorney fan so my knowledge of the characters is lacking at best, and mischaracterized at worst. All I know about the other characters is through reading fanfics and as of typing this, I'm only at the second game.

4. Can the angels and demons change size? /only up to their canon height/ (I'd assume they could, since it would be hard to take a small defense/prosecutor seriously, but it would be funny if they just had a microphone)

Yes! They can! However, it's a difficult skill that they need to learn which depends on their own energy as well as Phoenix's mindset. I'd like to imagine if they run out of energy, they poof back into their chibi form, completely knocked out. At the current moment, both Miles and Kristoph have been unable to learn this skill, much to their frustration.

5. Does every person have an angel and a demon on their shoulder?

No, it's not something that happens to every person. Only a person who is deemed influential enough in the grand scheme of things by Heaven and Hell gets one. While it's not common, people are aware of them.

6. Are Trucy and Klavier Apollo's angel and demon?

Probably not? I think Klavier is too nice to be a demon but I may change my mind in the future once I get to know more about the characters. As much as I want Trucy to be his shoulder angel, I'm still unsure about that prospect... Maybe Athena? But that's still unsure...

7. how funny would it be if damon and angel were someone angel and demon. how much funnier would it be if they were reversed or were just humans.

Umm, I want to answer this Anon, but I'm not sure if I understood it correctly. You can send me an ask again and I'll do my best to answer :))

Thank you for sending this Anon! This was a lot of fun to answer! ^_^

[d8nielaa]

are we feeling angsty? what if it was babygirl that got slapped instead of ponyboy........

Authors Note: oh anon, you're absolutely evil for this. jkjkjk love youuu 😘

Wake Up!

Curtis Brothers + Johnny Cade x Babygirl Curtis

"Baby, Pony, wake up!"

Babygirl groaned as she swatted at the hands shaking her shoulder.

She slowly opened her eyes to see Johnny standing over her, his eyebrows furrowed with worry.

"What time is it?" Ponyboy asked, sleep coating his voice.

"I don't know, we all went to sleep," Johnny answered. "We better get to your house, before Darry sends the gang lookin' for you two."

Ponyboy and Babygirl nodded at this, standing up and dusting themselves off, before beginning to make their way back to the Curtis house.

The three teens had spent their night at the drive in with Ace, Two-Bit, and Steve. Where they had just a little itty problem with the Soc's-but that's all taken care of..right?

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The three arrived at the Curtis house, and Babygirl winced when she saw the lights on.

They all quickly went inside, to find Soda sitting on the floor, leaning against the couch, while Darry was standing at the table folding laundry.

They walked in, Johnny flinching as the front door slammed shut behind them.

"Where the heck were you two?" Darrel asked, the anger evident in his voice.

"Out" Babygirl replied, huffing as she sat down on the couch, shrugging off her jacket.

"Where?"

"In the world" Ponyboy replied, more bitter that Babygirl. Babygirl was never really on Darrel's bad side, she was a good kid. He was just very protective of her, and often lectured her. But he never yelled or hit her. Not until now.

"Don't be smart with me Ponyboy-"

"We were at the drive in"

"Please tell me you didn't get into it with no Soc's"

"We didn't get into nothing with nobody Darrel, I swear. A girl started talking to him, he was just trying to be polite." Johnny replied, hoping to calm everything down before it could escalate.

"What girl?" Soda asked sleepliy, clearing missing the main point of the conversation.

"Her name was Cherry Valance" Babygirl replied, a small smirk on her face.

"No shit!" Sodapop replied, standing up excitedly.

"That's the Soc girl, you get her phone number?"

'I don't care how many goddamn girls he talked to Soda." Darry interjected, clearly pissed.

"Did it ever occur to you two that your brothers are stuck at home, worrying their damn heads off about you?"

"How bout' we just go to bed and talk about this in the morning?" Babygirl replied, yawing as she tried to rub the sleep out of her eyes.

"No-no we're gonna talk about this right now. Don't think you're being let off just because you're the only girl here."

Babygirl rolled her eyes at that, and sunk into the couch. If there was gonna be a fight, Babygirl would make damn sure she was not involved.

"Can you just lay off me this one time?! I mean you're acting like I set the dang house on fire!" Ponyboy said, adding fuel to the fire.

"I've had it! I'm done trying to please you"

Oh, here we go.

"C'mon settle down now, Darrel"

"Who the hell do you three think is going to feed you?"

"You're gonna get yourself all worked up again" Babygirl said, standing up from the couch and moving towards Ponyboy, who was sitting down at the dining table. She placed her hands on his shoulders, rubbing them gently.

"I'm getting tired of feelin' unappreciated"

"I'll fold the laundry-I'll fold all of it!" Sodapop said, desperate to just calm Darrel down.

"We didn't mean to Darry-" Ponyboy said, moving to stand up, but couldn't since Babygirl pushed him back down into the chair.

"Didn't mean to!" Darry laughed coldly. "I didn't think, I forgot! That's all I hear from you!"

"Darry-"

"Shut up!" Darry yelled at Soda when he tried to intervene, fully sitting up now, any traces of sleep gone. "I'm sick and tired of hearing you stick up for him all the time!"

"Hey! Don't yell at him!" Babygirl said, but was quickly shut up by Darrel slapping her. The force was so hard it pushed her into the nearby wall, knocking the breath out of her lungs. Babygirl let out a breath of air, tears brimming her eyes at the stinging pain that was left in her cheek.

Everyone was shocked, but it was quickly wiped away when Ponyboy angrily stood up.

"You asshole! You're not dad, Darrel, and you're not mom either, so stop tryn'a be!" Darry stared at him, his anger returning as he pushed Ponyboy onto the floor, not thinking.

The room was deathly silent. No one had ever punished the teenslike that, especially not hitting Ponyboy. Soda was wide-eyed and Darry's face paled until he looked sick. He looked at his red hand, a pained Ponyboy, and a breathless Babygirl with wide eyes.

"Ponyboy..."

The years of training in track prepared Ponyboy for this very moment. To run.

"Let's get out of here, c'mon" Johnny said, helping Ponyboy stand up before bolting out of the house.

"Wait Ponyboy! I didn't mean to!" Darry yelled into the air, but the younger brother was already up the street, his heart pounding so loud that he swore the whole neighborhood could here it.

"Pony!" Babygirl yelled, pushing her way past Soda to chase after him, despite knowing that he was already too far. She took one step to follow them when a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist, lifting her up. "Let go of me!"

"No, I'm not letting you run away too," Darry grunted, his voice shaky. He brought her inside and plopped her on the couch, quickly kneeling down in front of her. He grabbed her hands and she tried to pull them away, glaring at him with tears in her eyes as he held them tighter. Soda, brought her a cup of water that Darrel took and held up to her mouth, slowly tipping it over and letting her sip.

"Why don't we all just go to bed?" Soda suggested, seeing how Darry was still pale and Babygirl would barely look at him, her lip almost bleeding from how she was biting it.

"I'm sorry," Darry whispered, ignoring his brother. Darry never cried, he never showed remorse for anyone. This was all so new for Babygirl, and she now had a new perspective on Darrel after he slapped her. She never thought she'd speak to him this way.

"You're supposed to protect us, that's your job!" Babygirl whisper yelled, the first set of tears beginning to fall. Darrel lunged forward to try and wrap her in a hug, but she moved up and out of his reach. Babygirl stepped around him and Soda, running towards their room and slamming their door shut instead.

"C'mon, Baby!" Darry pleaded, knocking on the door. "Please open the door."

"No! What's wrong with you Darrel?!" Babygirl screamed, not caring that her brothers could hear the sobs coming out of her mouth.

For a moment, no one said anything. So Babygirl let out a whimper as she leaned against the door, the exhaustion catching up to her. She slid down the door, letting her tears fall and stain her clothes while she gasped for air.

"Baby, talk to us," Soda spoke desperately, his voice sad yet so soft. It made her feel bad, but she was so tired of the constant fighting that came from Darrel and Ponyboy. But she knew Soda was too. She just couldn't take it anymore.

"Babygirl, I'm so-so sorry" Darry spoke up when she didn't respond. He could hear her sobs and gasps, and it made him feel like the worst person in the world. "I'll change, I swear. But I'm just so tired. I'll do anything for you and Pony. You're both my babies-I love you. Believe me, p-please."

Babygirl didn't answer, practically crawling to her and Darrel's shared bed. She climbed up, laying down and pulling the sheets over her entire body, ignoring the pleas of guilt to open the door.

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Authors Note: This fic was heavily inspired by the musical and @bekahgraceo3 story 'To the Stars and Back' on Ao3! So all credits to them and please go check them out, it is an incredible piece of work and made me sob. The musical as well ofc 😋

[leopardom]

I'd really like to sit in a corner and see what happens whenever you realise your gifs get burried under other posts or users skip them without giving them the attention you may think they deserve. They're not even that good tbh xx

i didn't want to answer to any more asks of this nature but there were two of them (which i've deleted) + this one sitting in my askbox since last night and i'll answer only this because it's bothering me a bit

god fucking dammit what have i done to you (except for apparently annoying you) that you feel the need to write this? is it really that deep or worth it? besides me giving attention to all this hatemail that it urges you to send more(answering is my fault yes, i could just ignore it), what's so criminal about my online activity that you feel the need to try and bully me out of a website that i've been using for half of my life?

anyway to answer some questions you're probably trying to put out there:

do i put a good amount of time and effort on making gifs that i expect people to at least see? yes

is it normal for people to just skip content on their feeds or not like it? also yes

are my gifs actually good? maybe yes, maybe no, everyone has and can always have their own opinion

does it feel good when a creator sees their work flop? no

but these things can coexist and always have coexisted and you know what? at the end of the day it's not that important. personally i make gifs because i always liked them and now that i know how to make them myself whenever i get excited over a video i will try to gif something out of it. some people may vibe with them, some others not, and that's more than okay

however, this is not tiktok and i'm no influencer so my life depends on the likes and reposts of my content. my life depends more on my very much real job (which is teaching music if you're wondering) than on something that i do for fun online. it also depends on the interactions i have with the people around me both irl and online. thankfully joblr has been very welcoming, and even if i sometimes have my own inhibitions about how people perceive me, this community is very friendly and i'm having a great time interacting with its people or even by simply reading everyone's rambles on posts or in the hashtags

speaking of rambles, i've probably rambled a bit too much with this but even so, i hope you have good reading comprehension and understand what i've written. i don't care what you'll think about this or if you're gonna give me a clapback, i care more about how today i taught one of my students how to sing in tune and about a painting she did for me

have you done something actually valuable instead of being chronically online and sending anon hate to a person you don't know? (genuinely hope you don't do this to other people too)

[aromaticpetals]

I was gonna send this without being an anon but then i thought about it and realized there is absolutely no way im letting anybody see my depravity when i dont even have a side account lmao

How are you doing on this fine day? I hope you are well. I saw the request thing and decided to submit a little something.

If you do afab!reader×male character, may I reuqest a size difference+wedding night/breeding kink hc with itto, ayato and thoma (seperately)? I tried to write it myself before but it ended horribly 💅

- 💫 anon

AHHHHHH TYSM FOR BEING MY 1ST REQUEST 💫 ANON!!!!

To answer your question, I'm doing okay! My cat has been a bit chaotic tho..

I'll be honest, I've never considered doing reader x male char. cause Idk what I'm doing half the time if it has nothing to do with women😭 But I can at least try! (I did get the headers done so I might as well at this point and Idek if it can be considered a hc..) Btw, I was laughing my ass off while making this cause it don't rlly make sense

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎! Size diff and breeding 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀.. 𝗔𝗙𝗔𝗕!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥 too! IT'S JS 𝙉𝙎𝙁𝙒😭 (Possibly not suitable for those under the legal age!)

𝙄𝙏𝙏𝙊 was proud to have caught such a beaut' like you, let alone marry ya! Of course, Shinobu gave you an entire book on how to care for Itto, she called it the "Boss's baby rules" since, well.. He did act like a man-child from time to time... But let's put that fact aside! The whole gang was happy that their boss got married to someone like you! (Without you by Itto's side, he probably would have gotten into 𝘸𝘢𝘺 more trouble with Kujou Sara..)

It was the night of y'all getting married and you couldn't lie, you were as happy as the Archons would let you be, although Itto had been acting a little.. Off? Fortunately, your now husband had managed to snap you out of your thoughts by bringing you his signature dish and announcing it with his loud vocals. "𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙖 𝙜𝙤, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚! 𝘼𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙞 𝙉𝙪𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤 𝙐𝙣𝙤 𝙄𝙩𝙩𝙤'𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙝, 𝙒𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜!" he proudly stated, handing you the plate before taking a seat next to you on your shared futon. You immediately pushed all second thoughts away as the savory scent of the dish filled your nostrils, trying to decide whether you should've scarfed it down or not. As he watched you eat, you could've sworn you saw a certain glint in his eyes! Unfortunately for you, you should've known that on the night of getting married to him, he'd want to do some rather.. Energy draining activities!

Just a few moments later: you laid there on the futon, stripped of both your dignity and clothing, he stared down at your small form with a.. lustful glint in his eyes. Before you knew it, you were seated in his naked lap, feeling his hardened member press against your rear as he whispered sweet words into your ear, his large hands almost touching when he wrapped them around your waist! You couldn't help the feeling that darted downwards to the area between your legs as he continued with his sweet words and light touches, making it seem as though he was afraid you'd break if he were to tighten his grip.. You could feel yourself getting wetter bit by bit, his words making you feel as though you were going to turn into a flustered and worked-up mess! Just as you were about to shift to get comfy, he quietly growled in your ear, saying "Don't move, babe, let me do all the work..". Of course, you hadn't expected him to lift you up and hover you over his member after he had said that, making you realize that it had spikes on it.. (You had completely forgotten that you were dating an Oni, not some douchebag that paid you to sleep with him-) Now, of course, in public he was the coolest dude you had ever dated! But behind closed doors, he was actually such a pure sweetheart.. As you got stuck in your thoughts, you were unaware that he forced you onto the tip of his member, the stretch tossing your thoughts into the gutter once more as you let out a small squeak, shifting in his lap to try and adjust. Your welcoming walls and small size didn't help, encouraging him to push you down until you took in half of his girth, all while staring at you with a predatorial look in his eyes. Said look reminded you of something, he was capable of feeling like he had to breed his lovers- Of course, you didn't mind having a child or two with him despite the fact that they would've been influenced by his pranks. You heard him growl again, this time a bit louder as he pushed you down until your walls reached their stretching limit, the soft spikes on his member giving friction with each little move you made! It made you think of how you somehow took the entire thing on several occasions without bursting into tears at the painful stretch.. He immediately flipped you onto your back and started slowly moving his hips back and fourth once he felt that you had adjusted enough for him to move, the spikes on his member dragging along your walls with each agonizingly slow thrust. "Itto, go faster.." you managed to speak out with a quiet tone. "Just a moment, babe, gotta make sure you're well prepared for the night of a lifetime I'm about to give ya.." he replied, quietly grunting as your walls clamped down on his member over and over again, causing him to speed up a bit. As he dug his freshly manicured nails into your waist (YES I GAVE HIM BLACK MANICURED NAILS SHHH) while thrusting into you at a steady pace, you whined and moved yours hips to meet his halfway, tired of him not getting rough like he would on any other occasion. As if he read your mind, he went a whole lot faster, making your brain spin and soft moans spill out of your mouth with each thrust. You couldn't help that it felt so good you kept clamping down on him, pushing him closer and closer to the edge as his grunts and growls got louder and louder, prompting you to stare at him with wide eyes and a lip wedged between your teeth. (You had no clue he could get that loud and not be ashamed of it, y'all were lucky that y'all didn't live near other people otherwise they would've had to suffer through the noise-) When you noticed the twitching within you and the small "gonna cum.."s that slipped from his lips, he moved your limbs so he could have you in a mating press before he came in you, thick ropes of cum painting your insides. After, he slowly pulled out, flopping onto the futon next to you and immediately falling asleep. You were happy, but Archons did you not know that this would happen every night from that point on. (I HAVE TO FINISH THE REST OF IT IN A DIFF POST, IM SO SRRY 💫 ANON 😭)

[mushtoons]

Too shy to send off anon, BUT!! As someone also going through severe OC thoughts rn, thought these might be fun, though no pressure to answer if you are unsure about any of these!

• Do any of your guys have a major turning point of their character arc, or maybe just some other fun moment that you'd really love to illustrate but haven't gotten to yet?

• Your color palettes and designs for them are really gorgeous!! Do you have any deeper reasoning for some color/design elements? Curious since the Greek Mythology inspo in the form of your latest obsession with Epic makes me wonder, but if its also mostly just going with what personally appeals to you in a design I 100% understand and respect, same

• Sort of silly question, but have you ever thought of what an "evil/reverse" version of these characters would be? As in, how different might they be if a major component of their character (visual or storywise) were changed to be the opposite? [Thinking of those memes like "evil crush 40 be like: die and forget" fhhfhfhf]

These are just some things I thought of, I hope they're okay! I've quietly been observing some of your OC things over here and been too shy to speak up and say much but hell yeah, keep doing what ur doing!! 🫶

~ 🧁

SOBBING AND CRYING ACTUALLY THANK U THESE ARE SO FUN I OWE U MY LIFE HOLD ON TIGHT ITS A LONG ONE

okay okay!!! so for turning point scenes i REALLY wanna draw the death of the king ( adriero , their son!) we kinda have this doodled out but its old (and the wrong son, we changed who dies so its out dated 💔)

it leads to iiros's character and his role (kidnapped, adriero's replacement!)

for colors its kind of a mix between symbolism and just what i like!

gala is mainly purple, for his affinity for night and sleep, originally we were gonna make him a shiny white like a star, but purple is akin to arrogance and childishness which was more his personality along with emotional!

iiros is primarily yellow because of his connection to day and warmth, but we used it also as a way to show he's a light, or like hope! and after looking into it its also a color for mourning!

izuna's is harder because we tried to appropriate his pre design into this one but nothing really fit he's been redesigned like 5 times so rn he's just for aesthetic lol, except his red which we used as a nod to his preexisting design, to mean passion and anger! and his white hair to show his loss of color/happiness!

euyco is really under developed but plays a HUGE role in their world! hes the catalyst that starts EVERYTHING and most character development! but he's one we don't draw much cuz bros dead, but i wanted to give him a bit of a free spirit vibe! the green and red for rebirth and passion, while the blue for flexibility and change

and flura is soooo aesthetic mainly because PRETTY!!! but!!!! his roses are his symbolism >:), they're yellow for danger and caution they draw attention to his face and his eyes (he's our antagonist EHEHEHEHEE)

okay last thing and I'll stop!!! i aint really got a evil version or anything considering flura is already the 'bad guy" and looks how he does, but i DO have a concept of izuna if flura hadn't caused euyco's death >:)c

before euyco died and everything he WAS the creator of beauty after all >;9

[13tinysocks]

hey dude! What's up :)) been just a little since l've said something

Initially, this is me saying thank you and goodbye

This isn't supposed to be a weird pity story, so l'm so unbelievably sorry if it comes off that way, lol.

When I began reading your work, I was enamoured with fiction because of personal issues (as many usually are, honestly, I know I'm one of god knows how many people trying to run away from life for just a second with fanfics or media in general). I don't know if I will ever be able to communicate this properly, hell, this will even be unbelievable funny or dramatic but I need to get this across because it's coming from a genuine place. Your stories and work thus far has brought me comfort, immense heaps of it, and even still when I deal with things that feel out of reach or too much to actually face head on I find myself wandering back to syg or just your blog in general

I mean this, from my entire heart, thank you and thank Bee. A million times thank you, for making that one silly silly stupid piece of fanfiction, because oh my god it got me through some major stressful hardships within my life for the past 3 years.

I am leaving tumblr, however I’m aware I have submitted asks with my actual accounts before, so you'll likely be able to see they're still gonna be up. I'm just deleting tumblr the app instead of my account, but for other social platforms they will be deleted properly (such as quotev) so I won’t be indulging in much reading anymore when it comes to fanfics and such lol

I don't know if I'll come back, if I do I likely will not be back for long or to be as active as l've been because of the toll social media’s taken. So even as ridiculous as this feels, to tell someone I’m simply a fan of and barely truly know, that their fanfic of murderers and their love story with my self insert kept me pushing through a lot of tough days, I genuinely just had to.

I needed to thank both you and your partner for the work you've both put out. I still have that smiley pin I’d made, and I will cherish what you made quotev have been for me ( I literally found out about the website during early or late 2020 I can barely remember, then later found your fic, I was DEEP DIVING into that shit LMAO )

I hope whatever happens for you and bee in the future is only good, and I only will wish nothing but the best of luck with everything man.

feel free to post this (idk what it’s called but when you publicly reply lol) or not, as long as you read this it’ll mean lots to me !! >:))

your coolest weirdest ticci toby fan whose also named toby, 🐚 annon

I always struggle to convey gratefulness for messages like this and readership- especially repeated readership. My life would be different if it were not for comments and messages egging us on to keep writing from syg to ho1c. While it's easy to say that writing is solely out of passion for the craft there is also the drive to share something with others. Hearing those others loud or quiet as a favorite- does push us forward when we have no motivation or desire to work. That drive has made us closer as a couple, better thinkers, and a halfway decent writing team. I thank you and all the others who send us stuff even if it's shit post asks I never answer because I like having them in my inbox like a personal horde of platonic Valentine's. I like keeping the pieces you give me to myself sometimes. I know it may seem like I'm ignoring you but I find genuine comfort in these messages. That there are so many. That they are so varied. That we have reached beyond our shut-in existence to touch the lives of others.

I find myself wondering where an anon has gone when I do not hear from them in awhile. I wish them well. I wish them better standards than us.

Maybe we'll meet again someday space cowboy. If you're ever back in town feel free to shoot me (a message).

Thank you for reaching out. Thank you for reading. I wish you peace and love and good books.

[smolcinnamonchipmunk]

Adding on to the info dump that you have kindly graced me with, my first though when I heard that Abyss can make drugs out of their venom when diluted and then after reading what relations they would have, or lack of, was that is angel just so happens to stumble upon them making a batch to sell off. Angel could be like peeking into their room (oh yeah this is when they become a member of the hotel officially) and so when Abyss decided that they had enough to sell and goes on break, leaving their room unguarded, I think angel would be the curious soul that he is would check out what bro was cooking.

If Angel found out that it was a drug they made form their venom by just a small test, personally—and you are free to correct me if you want—I believe that Angel would basically try to ask for drugs off of Abyss for free since it’s a nice thing and that’s what the hotel is aiming for and if that doesn’t work he’ll try to pester them (which wouldn’t last long I bet) and if he still gets ‘no’ for an answer, he would try to steal them which made abyss start hiding their batches, getting a lock on their room door or just making the batches outside the hotel and an instant delivery. That’s my personal take tho and I thought it would make for something funny but could be used for some slight bonding or something? However way you wanna go with this.

Secondly, Alistor just picking up Abyss from seemingly out of nowhere was just funny and the image I saw in my head was like him pinching the “scruff” of Abyss as they freeze up, cuz y’know, bro was just picked up no warning. Oh yeah forgot to mention that I can see this happening in both normal sizes as well as their shrunken state which would probably be the most obvious choice hehe. Okay onto what I was not here for cuz I just thought of this right before I was inches away from sending! >:p.

You said that you would be unsure of what could lead to any Vore scenarios because he is chill with Abyss and such, unless he was PISSED. (Based off memory so could be wrong but Anygay-) now I’m not one who knows what abyss is like, like the back of my hand, but form what I do know and a half awake brain the only scenario I see working is that maybe Abyss could be in an annoyed mood from like one buyer that asked for drugs didn’t exactly have any plan to pay in the first place and made it seem like they would pose a threat to their life which they had no intentions to but it was a way to avoid paying and getting a lot of free drugs. This would couse their panic mode to activate slightly and they would shrink (causing rumours to go around about abyss and harming their business since demons can now use that to their advantage) so when they return maybe a little shrunken and in a little pissy mood they could retaliate if Alistor was to like do his usual thing of spooking them or something of the sort which wasn’t too much appreciated and thus the final straw was snapped and maybe an insult or two slipped out, voice slightly raised. Abyss heads back to their room and flopping down onto their bed to just cool off and not even 5 minutes later Alistor comes back to be a bother but something seems a lil off with him (bc bro took that one personally).

Leaving the rest to you (mostly cuz my lesson is gonna start rn. Woo, college ) Anygay hope this helps you at least, go wild with it.

Have a happy day and always stay gay!! That’s my new motto now, Sue me.

- 🌽 anon

Alright, everyone, buckle up for another long response!

I was thinking more like Abyss sold their pure venom to drug makers and dealers rather than making the drug themself, but I'll give them a small drug setup themself for extra cash

As for your Angel Dust idea, the most logical trail in my mind was to have him trying to find a drug stash since he's left them scattered all over the hotel, hoping that the furniture he used to hide his own drugs were still there. Of course, they're not, but he comes across their dilution station (WIP page below)

Abyss honestly wouldn't care if Angel Dust wanted to try some of the drug and would probably offer him a batch for free. They're not super in it for the money and just do it as a way to pass time and stuff. They could probably use their network of buyers to figure out information on people if they ever felt interested in trying to start gathering their own territory. But, given that they were kind of depressed in life, you can imagine the amount of motivation they have, lmao

They're definitely getting a new lock for their room though

Also, the Alastor scruffing them and presenting Abyss to everyone was the idea. But, in my head, he uses his shadow abilities/tentacles to snatch them from wherever they are and just materialize them in front of everyone else. I also have the headcanon that he can nullify other demons abilities somewhat, so they wouldn't be presented shrunk. This also mitigates them trying to calm themself and regrow inside of Alastor, soooo, you know. I feel like he’d occasionally scruff Abyss like he does Nifty 

And, your big paragraph is the paragraph that brought up an animatic idea of the potential drug deal. I’m gonna be honest, I’ve thought way too much about everything, haha

Abyss has almost definitely been killed a couple times since falling into Hell. I imagine the majority of demons have been killed at least once since falling, and since we hear Velvette literally say that she “can’t wait for that unlucky bitch to put herself together”, I’m thinking they either regenerate/stitch back together or re-fall depending on how pulverized the body ends up being. As such, they’re not unused to threats. They’re small and have been considered an easy target since first showing up

In the animatic, if I get to it, will be a stand off between a bunch of shark demons (I just like their designs in the show) and Abyss. In it, the sharks are more than happy to try and kill them to get the goods, but it’s basically just a show of how agile/quick Abyss can be on their feet while also using their shrinking to their advantage with part of a banger song in the background. Sort of, like, the stress apathy takes over, you know? They would definitely need to spend a few days in the hotel to destress though, I imagine you never QUITE get used to being killed over and over again

Also, I can’t imagine rumors really holding much stock on their rep? They don’t really have one and try to remain low-key anyways to try not to appear like a threat, and they don’t tell anyone they sell to where they get the ‘pure stuff’ to avoid the potential of other demons attempting to capture them just to use them as a literal cash cow for their venom concentrate. If people want to think of them as weak and an easy pushover because they can shrink, they’re fine with that because that usually means they get left alone unless someone feels like kicking the demon equivalent of a puppy. I also feel like they’re likely to be overlooked a lot despite being bioluminescent

And, I still don’t even know what kind of comment Abyss would realistically make to piss Alastor off (I know he hates being told about or thought of as having less control than he exudes, but Abyss would definitely not really see him as not having a full deck, so to speak), but that won’t stop me from drawing them together. Maybe they asked a bit too much about him because he’s a contradictory fuck who loves people wondering about his deal, but refuses to talk about it to drum up the mystery. Abyss would definitely feed his ego a bit with curious questions

Anyways, that’s all for now! I have a bunch to do if I don’t want more to pile up and leave me in a stressed paralysis

[teawizard]

Hi, it’s Foggy, unfortunately tumblr still hasn’t given me the ability to send asks from my side blog so I’m doing it on anon. But! I want to know what “It Takes A Village To Build A House This Fucking Enormous” is about? Amazing title!

Hi! You uh you probably should get a notification when I answer the ask even if you ask anonymously, but I'll tag you just to be safe @foggyfanfic

Delighted to tell you about It Takes A Village To Build A House This Fucking Enormous! (Long titles always make me laugh cause they look and sound kind of silly which is the point of my writing - to be silly)

Agustín's and Felix's families' houses are full and they can't host more people after the Casita's fall. This leaves the Madrigals with the unfortunate prospect of living with Bruno and his family in their small and creepy but fairly empty house. What a great opportunity to build a new foundation both for the family's relationships and the family's house! Let's watch how they all adjust to leaving in a cramped space together while trying and somewhat failing to manage the Encanto without their powers to help.

This fic follows immediately after Incomplete Madrigal (which is an alternative to the event of Encanto) and starts with the first day the Madrigals spend with Bruno's family in their house.

The story's idea stems from two things I had in mind:

I wanted Mirabel to get to know her relatives

My family's pretty big and since we live in different countries we don't really interact for years and hearing my closest family discussing things and gossiping about the relatives I know nothing about is pretty fun especially when some of the facts and relations come together in my mind. I wanted to convey this feeling through Mirabel since we had a bit of that in the original movie when Madrigals (and the village) were 'not talking' about Bruno (I imagine people simply didn't talk about him in front of the kids).

2. Encanto is pretty big and a process involving a lot of people has infinite comedic potential

I refuse to believe that the Encanto is easy to manage and I loved the bits in your Encanto fics where Alma and other Madrigals had to deal with annoying or plainly awful villagers. Kinda wish Alma could banish any villager she doesn't vibe with like in Animal Crossing;

I want to see the chaos that the rebuilding of Casita might've been. I want to see all the complications of building a huge house without the magic people got pretty much used to and without the factories providing them with the building materials. I mean, would they have to make a distinct kind of roof tiles for Casita?? Imagine the amount of roof tiles that is and what if they would have to remake them all if something in them doesn't 'feel like Casita'.

And I want to see some funny misunderstandings and mistakes that could set them farther from finishing the rebuilding (like making a completely wrong shade of paint or running out of bricks idk, I'd have to do a more proper research).

It's gonna be basically a sitcom-like thing with some family bonding. I hope haha

I haven't really written much but here's the piece I like:

"For the last time, please, go to bed," Daniela asked someone and deeply sighed. Then Bruno heard someone quietly, but assertively protesting. "I understand you, but you are guests here. And guests in this house should be asleep at 4 in the morning," Daniela pressed. "I will make breakfast. Go rest, please," he almost didn't catch the last few words as Daniela went into the kitchen. Someone weakly argued back and then shuffled towards the workshop, where Bruno resided. "Bruno, good morning. Please, tell your wife to let me cook for the family," Julieta’s sharp voice made him wake up completely. He saw his sister appear in the doorway, hands on her hips, staring at him with irritation. That was unusual, but he gave up comparing the past to the present at this point.

Thanks so much for asking!

[restinsodaroni]

I'll try posting the FAQ this way lol, hopefully this works better! So read below to see the asks I will and won't accept or answers to common questions I get! I'll be linking this in my pinned post!

Alright! Please read this before sending in an ask!

REMEMBER AN ACTUAL PERSON (Me) RUNS THIS ACCOUNT NOT SUN OR MOON! KEEP THAT IN MIND BEFORE SENDING ANYTHING!! THANK YOU!!

🚫Evidently I am going to have to be stricter now since I have been creeped out numerous times on here. So yeah I will be blocking folks who keep disregarding my boundaries, constantly ignoring my FAQ, or just being impolite! Sorry! 🚫

Here's a post where I talk about said boundaries.

Hey so please don't:

• Send me any questions that ask about what would Sun and Moon do if you were harming yourself no matter the severity or the circumstances. It makes me uncomfortable and I shouldn't have to explain why.

• Spam the same ask especially everyday! That is not gonna get me to answer you. Spamming = Block I am not going to be lenient about this anymore!

• Send me an ask to change Y/N's body type.

• Expect me to answer your ask right away. If I could answer them quickly I would but that's unrealistic for me

• Nitpick my art, it's very demotivating especially if it isn't a helpful critique. Like yeah you can point out bad anatomy or perspective, but if you get on me for making Sun's eyes glow in the dark, then that's just a nitpick.

• Tell me you don't like my art style, but you like my comics. It's not the compliment you think it is!

• Be rude to me in your ask, that's just gonna get you blocked. I ain't putting up with it anymore.

• Send me roleplaying asks, this counts if you send me an ask roleplaying as an OC or character. I always get confused because I get sent info that I have no idea what they are saying because I know nothing about the Oc or character. I just don't know how to respond to it.

Alright here's some answers to frequently asked questions, or some do's and don't's to send me:

How do you pronounce your Username?

It's rest in sodaroni ! It's a play on the phrase rest in pepperoni. I made a joke about it a while ago with my sibling and decided to make it my username lol. Yes I know separating the words would have been ideal, but I'm not changing it now!

Can I draw you fanart centered around your AU?

Sure you can! As long as it’s sfw then its fine!

Are you ok with nsfw being sent to you?

I am not! I’d like to keep this blog sfw please! 

How come you haven’t answered my ask?

Well that’s because I get sent A LOT of asks. And a majority of them need comic responses which takes time to do. Not to mention my schedule is pretty hectic, even when I have free time I don't know if I'll have time to myself lol.

And I have other projects, art, and my Daycare Attendant fics I want to work on too sometimes. So just know if you send in an ask it may take me a while to answer it!

Also I may not have a good idea how to answer your ask at the time. Or I'm just overwhelmed at the moment lol 😅 And please don't spam the same ask in my inbox. Spamming = Block

Where can I read your fanfics?

You can read them right here!

‼️ Disclaimer! Please read the tags and summary for either fics! I don't want you to be blindsided when you find out the fic isn't 100% fluff or wholesome! Just gonna give you a heads up lol ‼️

When will the next chapter of your fic(s) be out?

I promise you I'm working on it! It just takes me longer because of the drawings since I am putting more effort into them now! Thank you for your patience!

Can I use one of your drawings as an icon, wallpaper, etc?

Yeah that’s fine!

Why did you draw Sun, Moon, or Eclipse like *Insert questions here*?

Why does anyone draw the way they do? Because I wanted to lol, and I like how it looks. That's basically it haha. Everyone is drawing the Daycare Attendant how they want, I don't think there has to be some deep reason for it.

Will you ever turn on anon asks again?

No I don't think so, Sorry!

Do you roleplay?

Nope!

Can you draw me/myoc/my sun and moon/a meme?

Sure! But please send a picture of what you want me to draw! I got a handful of asks that requested this but sent me no reference photos so I don’t know what to draw lol.

Also don't send me drawing prompts of your characters/You getting too intimate with Sun and Moon or even Y/n. (Yes, I have to add Y/n on here now...)

If you want a hug cool, anything more than that I will probably not draw since some people can't behave lol.

If you send a question about wanting to be mean or even hurt Sun or Moon just don't get upset by the response you are given lol. It's just a comic, it's not real and Sun and Moon are not really mad.

Where do you get your gifs/screenshots of the Daycare Attendant?

I watch a lot of Fnaf security breach sfm videos on YouTube so sometimes I come across a funny video clip and screenshot or make a gif of it. If you'd like to know which video I got the image from I can try to see if I can find it!

Who is your favorite? Sun, Moon, or Eclipse?

I’ll be honest, I can’t pick between the three lol. I like them all!

One of your drawings came out weird or bad.

Please elaborate. You aren't being very helpful if you just tell me my drawing is bad, then leave without an explanation or a way I can improve. People on here do this to me a lot and I am quite tired of it.

I don't like your art style/ I don't like how you draw Sun, Moon, or Eclipse/ You don't draw as good as the other artists.

It's fine if you don't like my art style, but please just keep it to yourself, your blog, your friends, your grandmother, or whatever. Like idk why people on here felt the need to tell this to me, but yeah don't do that. And no, telling me you don't like my art style but like my comics isn't the compliment you think it is. I wouldn't have cared so much until I got a few people telling me this pretty much every time I posted. I ignored it as long as I could lol 🤷🏻‍♀️

I don't like how you interpret/write Sun, Moon, Eclipse.

Okay 👍🏻

This pertains to a few asks so I'll address it here:

I know when someone is fetish farming, I'm not naive lol. Like it seems really suspicious when I have the same person/anon desperately trying to get me to draw a specific ask 👀 soooo cut that shit out lol. It's very creepy and goes against my consent. Also chill with the dark humor.

*Ok so I’m going to be talking about a heavy topic here so read no further if you experience thoughts of self-harm or depressive thoughts!*

I don’t believe I would get an ask like this again but this is just in case! ( Edit: nevermind I did get more asks pertaining to self-harm smh ) I don’t mind drawing you something if you had a bad day, but I will not draw something for someone who requesting me to comfort them with a drawing of Sun or Moon because they self-harmed. I’m sorry if that sounds harsh, but I just can’t. I go over my reasoning in this post. Please don't send me any self-harm related questions!

*End of the serious topic!*

And that should be it! I may update this down the line! Thank you for taking the time to read this! (I know it's a lot of do's and don't's 😅 sorry about that!)