#it made me think of Howls Moving Castle and that idea of love and lighthearted fantasy and adventure
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“One does not need magic if one knows enough stories”
I loved Emily Wilde’s Encyclopedia of Faeries and Map of Otherlands SO MUCH. Wendell and Emily are so cute. The perfect blend of cottage core and dark academia which I love. (It’s great to be immersed in academia and not have to write any papers yourself, 10/10)
Of course greenery all over for the fae, a brooch of Shadow, a manuscript and spelled pencil, and a pin of a needle, leaves, and thread for these beautiful, unique, and complex characters and their world where faeries are not only real but a thing to write a dissertation over. I absolutely cannot wait for book three and all the future stories to come!
(Side note I swear he’s not wearing a leather jacket its just that I thought Wendell deserved a fancy coat and here we are 😂)
#emily wilde’s encyclopaedia of faeries#emily wilde's map of the otherlands#emily wilde series#wendell bambleby#emily x wendell#art tag#illustration#digital drawing#fanart#I LOVED THEM#it made me think of Howls Moving Castle and that idea of love and lighthearted fantasy and adventure#the fact that these two are so in love and it’s more about being known and working the spaces of your life around another person#and the world building!!#I loved every footnote and was just delighted at every turn#Emily Wilde most relatable characters of all time#also Wendell’s pet name for her becoming dragon after using it to insult her#aladdnseoifjehrkhfbfs
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Hi, hello, um so, I really love the demon team series, they’re all great and you do an amazing job, and my favorites of the series are the sfw ones, they just make me really giddy and smiley when I read them and I’m really sorry that this isn’t all that specific but I just really want more fluff with the demon boys
Since you weren't specific I went with the silly little idea I've had for awhile because ramen is one of me safe foods.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to do that? Y’know heat can’t really hurt me-”
“I’ve been making ramen since way before I knew any of you,” you informed Sapnap gently to soothe his nerves about the boiling water you were trying to make (you probably needed a new stove… or maybe just to stop watching it).
“...Is it good?” You glanced at him out of the corner of your eye, seeing his pretty face resting his chin on your shoulder, arms wrapped snug around your waist so he covered you like a heated blanket, keeping you safe from the night time chill. “It’s, like, all they eat in Naruto and some of the other shows, but I figured it was just a Japanese thing…”
“Well this isn’t real ramen,” you admitted with a giggle at his confused head tilt. “It’s just the noodles and seasoning- in Japan they add a ton of stuff so it’s more of a meal. I like to add green onion for more flavor and some crunch but that’s about it. In America this is college-student food ‘cause I bought that big box for like a buck.”
George peered over your other shoulder to inspect the packaging. “Maruchan or cup noodles?”
“I’m pretty sure Maruchan makes cup noodles, too, but this is just the blocks. I’m surprised you know the brand, Georgie- Sap only knows ramen from anime and Dream doesn’t know shit-”
“Fuck you,” Dream laughed from the couch. “I don’t even fucking need to eat, excuse me for not knowing this specific food that’s probably only been around for a hundred years.”
“Dream’s never really cared for keeping up with humans,” George stage-whispered, chuckling at the middle finger he received from the fallen angel. “I think they’re pretty fun, though. I’ve gone to Uni a few times through the years- always dropped out, though: you guys have really shitty teaching and testing methods and a lot of your history is wrong. But the people were always fun. Kept me pretty up to date on human culture.” He smiled as he saw you nodding along, interested, and kissed your nose. “Your water’s ready, darling.”
You hummed, turning back to your pot. You chuckled as Sapnap’s arms tightened around you as you took the lid off and a column of steam puffed out. “You’re not making this easier,” you teased as you dumped a few packets of noodles into the water. “George, would you please set the timer for me?”
“I’ve got it.” He quickly punched the time he knew by heart into the microwave timer before shooing you away from the stove. “I’m up now, so I’ll take care of this. Sap, take our luv over to Dream.” Your lighthearted protests were quickly drowned out by Sapnap’s mischievous giggles as he plucked you right off your feet, carrying you like he was a toddler and you were a cat until he made it to the couch and sat down with you.
Dream pulled your legs onto his lap, fingers gently rubbing up and down your calves as he smiled softly at you. “Hey there, doll. Fancy seeing you here.” His grin grew as you giggled, the late hour making everything just a little sillier than it would’ve been in the daytime. You could all feel the light fog that hung in the air, the feeling that you should be asleep but since you weren’t you were real rebels. You barely heard George call out if you took your ramen as a soup or as noodles, chirping out your answer and hearing Dream repeat it louder.
“Hot bowls,” George warned, letting you crawl off Sapnap’s lap before he gave you your bowl, topped with green onions even though you were sure there weren’t any in the fridge. “What are we watching?”
“Howl’s Moving Castle,” Sapnap hummed, watching you scoop up some noodles, blow on them, and eat before copying you. You giggled and Dream shook his head with a grin at Sap’s happy expression as he ate, knowing he was thrilled to try ‘anime food’. George summoned his cloud on the floor before sitting, leaning back against your legs just to feel your touch.
“After the movie,” Dream said, trying to sound stern. “We go back to bed.” You all mumbled out an agreement as the movie started and Dream shook his head, knowing you’d end up passed out on the couch and Sapnap would whine about not wanting to wake you up, so they’d all squish together until they found a position they could loosely call cuddling and George would bless them with his sin so they could join you in unconsciousness.
“...love you guys,” you mumbled into your noodles. George turned his head and pressed his lips to the inside of your knee, Sapnap pressed a kiss to your cheek, and Dream pressed one to your temple.
“We love you, too, little one.”
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May I request an InoTanZen drabble of the three talking about their fears? Or having to brave a closet full of spiders and then calming each other down afterwards? (I love your writing by the way! I'm excited to read your drabbles!)
thank you for the request and i'm so happy you love my writing ahh !! i chose the first one, i hope you like what i came up with and the direction i went in!
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modern au • sfw, hurt-comfort • 1k words
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The thick veil of night that settles over Tanjirou's small, one bedroom apartment is borderline suffocating when he's by himself.
Shadows behind his dresser look too deep, the ones on his ceiling make the room feel too small, and he can’t bring himself to go into the kitchen once the sun goes down. It's not necessarily the look of darkness itself that bothers him so much as the feeling it gives him...
It had gotten worse since he moved out a few months ago after graduating high school. He used to avoid it by sneaking into Nezuko's room when he knew she was already asleep and camping out on her trundle bed until he drifted off to the sound of her breathing, or on the floor next to Takeo and Shigeru's bunk bed because they kept a nightlight for most of their childhood, but he lives on his own now- and his favorite way to avoid it is by having nights like tonight.
“Inosuke, can you hand me the chi- that's my foot, you asshole!" Zenitsu shouts and Tanjirou has to stifle a laugh to shush him.
“Guys, please, you’ll wake the neighbors-"
“Your foot shouldn't have been in my way then!" Inosuke interrupts matter-of-factly as he settles into his spot on the couch to Tanjirou's left, nearly sitting on Zenitsu's feet in the process before throwing over the bag of chips. Zenitsu catches them from where he’s leaning into Tanjirou's right side, his legs draped over the brunette's lap and into Inosuke's space that they all know he only pretends to care about by projecting a false bravado, his true feelings showing in the one arm he drapes behind Tanjirou’s shoulders and the other hand he places on Zenitsu’s shin once he’s comfortable.
They were setting up to have a movie marathon, one favorite from each of them, with a blanket pulled over Tanjirou’s laptop and the top of their heads. It was Tanjirou’s favorite way to spend time with them both, and he didn’t need to say it either; they knew.
Tonight felt different though, they could tell their boyfriend needed them more than usual. It had been like this for a few weeks now, pretty much ever since he’d moved into his new place Tanjirou had wanted either or both of them over whenever they weren’t working. It was because of this that both men made sure to put Tanjirou in the middle and pick lighthearted movies they knew would make him laugh, with Inosuke choosing “Thor” and Zenitsu choosing “You’ve Got Mail”.
Tanjirou’s pick obviously gets to go first though as “Howl’s Moving Castle” starts up on the screen and Tanjirou feels them settle around him into a pile of warm, comforting limbs.
They’d shared their fears with each other a long time ago, exchanged in hushed tones punctuated with comforting touches and warm embraces, so Inosuke and Zenitsu knew why Tanjirou had always been a fan of sleepovers, but it had taken them a while to find out.
Before they started dating in second year, all the way back to when they’d met in middle school, Tanjirou would beg to have a sleepover at any of their houses for the weekend. He never cared whose and would always make sure they were diligent with homework and cleaning up after themselves so none of their parents would ever have a reason to say no.
It wasn’t until they started dating though that either of them thought to ask him why.
Tanjirou had tried to hold it together but eventually broke down into silent tears as he explained he’d had a fear of being alone ever since he was a kid and his father died suddenly from illness- especially since he began having recurring nightmares afterwards of his entire family disappearing, falling ill, or worse, being killed.
The bright, shining boy they knew so well had never looked so small. Inosuke had grabbed his hand in a surprisingly gentle touch and pulled Tanjirou to straddle his lap, wrapping his arms tightly around the thinner boy’s waist while Zenitsu pressed against Tanjirou’s back from behind, arms coming around his shoulders, as both of them buried their faces in his hair... and he had let them.
He knew by then that, out of everyone in the world, they understood him, because they had the same fear.
Inosuke had his mom, Zenitsu had his grandfather, but at least now they had each other too, and have stayed that way ever since.
The movie is going for about thirty minutes when Tanjirou pauses it out of nowhere, his hand staying on the keyboard for a moment as he stares ahead. Zenitsu looks at him, puzzled. Inosuke had been only half paying attention, instead getting momentarily distracted with a loose thread on the elastic of Zenitsu’s sweatpants, but he still shouts indignantly regardless.
“Hey! What’s the bright idea? Didn’t you wa-”
“Move in with me.”
Inosuke goes quiet with the interruption and Tanjirou quickly squeaks out a “Please!” as he glances between them in a panic, not able to tell what they’re thinking yet.
“What kind of stupid question-!” Inosuke starts, looking at Tanjirou like he’d grown a second head.
“You really couldn’t have asked us that before you signed a six month lease for a place that could barely fit you and me, let alone him as well!” Zenitsu monotones, and Tanjirou has to mentally jump back and forth between the feeling of his tone and the meaning of his words but it just makes him laugh in relief even as Zenitsu starts playfully shaking him back and forth while shouting curses in his ear.
It only makes him laugh more when Inosuke yells at Zenitsu indignantly that he’s being shaken too before tackling him to the floor, nearly breaking Tanjirou’s laptop in the process.
Tanjirou had realized sitting there, both of them wrapped around him, that he might never let them leave and now watching them wrestle playfully on the floor as Zenitsu cackles in pseudo-protest from the raspberries Inosuke blows into his neck, he knows that for sure.
#inotanzen#inozentan#inotan#inozen#zentan#kimetsu no yaiba#kny#ask requests#my writing#diary#i really love this prompt thank you so so much again !!
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30 question tag game
tagged by: @brokuro thank u maddy ily ♡♡♡
name/nickname: nadia! my friend calls me nads sometimes but i. dont like it LOL
gender: girlie
star sign: virgo
height: 171cm i think??
time: 1:08am happy new year everyone!!!!!
birthday: september 20th
fav bands: sakanaction, red velvet, EXID, pentatonix, akmu
fav solo artists: kenshi yonezu, reol, ailee, mitski, marina
song stuck in my head: a little priest from sweeney todd
last movie: just rewatched sweeney todd and chicago
last show: man im so bad at watching shows.... was it rly hxh in may????
when did i make this blog: april 2011 pls help me
what do i post: anime/humor! sometimes just cute or pretty things
last thing googled: what the name of that song from sweeney todd was lol
other blogs: i have an acnh blog to keep island ideas, also yoi and ow sideblogs!
do i get asks: occasionally! sometimes ill get those cute mutual forward asks or a response to a post i made (if you’ve ever sent me an ask ily)
why i chose my url: hisoka is just such a fun character
following: 554
followers: 3436
average hours of sleep: 7-9, pretty avg (my sleeping schedule is godawful tho yikes)
instruments: tried my hand at flute and percussion and was good at neither, did a little better in choir but still not great lol
what am i wearing: winter socks, thermal sweatpants, a thermal shirt, and a cardigan (im COLD)
dream job: so hard to say!! i think it would be really interesting to work a behind-the-scenes job in entertainment, like an editor or game writer
dream trip: i rly wanna go back to asia :(( so many places i never got to see!
favourite food: honestly changes w my mood, but i love sushi, bulgogi stew, seafood pasta, salmon poke, and christmas cake!!
nationality: canadian! moved here when i was v young, my family is russian tho
favourite song: aaa im still rly liking placebo by kenshi yonezu and yojiro noda! such a lighthearted vibe
last book read: i was right in the middle of howl’s moving castle but then my hold expired rip
top 3 fictional universes i’d like to live in: ok jkr can choke but honestly ive wanted to live in the hp universe since i was like 10, also atla would be super cool, and maddy ur so right i wish i could live in a ghibli world :’))
be honest, would you hook up with Reigen: im not big into the whole sex thing but u kno wat i may make an exception for my mans
i tag: @aishitetsuro @farfetch---d @weisying @yukhais @gusutrio @hotgirl-yuuji @edlingreed @bakugoz @uhtobio no pressure!!
#tag game#ty maddy!!!!!#long post#luv doing these#4th place for universe is the marvel universe bc theres always a chance of some random thing happening to you and you becoming important lol
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