#just a messy little study :D I had fun with it!

[notnickel]

Sometimes at night, I leave the lights on in my little house, and walk across the flat fields. When I look back from a distance, the house is like a boat on the sea. It’s really the only time I feel safe.

[salchat]

This is my tiny, innocent Dean. I've drawn him for the story I'm working on at the moment, which I'm having tremendous fun with! It's a version of Daphne du Maurier's Rebecca and is my first venture into the omegaverse, because I needed Dean to be the young omega who gets swept off his feet by the older, widowed Castiel Novak.

It could be a couple of weeks before I begin posting, because I have quite a few things to work out. I may add some Secret Garden to the mix, or a dash of Jane Eyre, just for fun. But one thing's for sure - the path to true love will not run smooth! This relationship is going to have a lot of issues to work through!

Anyway, if you'd like to read a scene, there's one below the cut...

The maitre d’s voice rang through the dining room.  “Alpha Castiel Novak!”

“Oh, good heavens!”  Mrs Butters’ shrill exclamation jolted Dean out of his daydreams.  “It's Castiel Novak! No, don't look!”

He had no intention of looking.  It’d just be another more-money-than-sense alpha knothead, puffing himself up to be admired and fawned over.  Dean didn’t give a shit.  Whereas Mrs B wet her panties every time some new high society stiff arrived at the hotel.  Still, spilling her shit-load of toxic gossip meant that Dean wasn’t getting lectured or slapped or whacked with the hard wooden edge of her fan, so he’d put on his best listening face and count it a win.

She leant toward him.  “Castiel Novak is one of The Novaks.  The Novaks, Dean.”

Who the fuck were the Novaks?

“Fabulously wealthy, one of the best traditional families.”

Assholes, then.

“Their estate is in Eversett.”  She frowned.  “Or Meldonshire.  Somewhere like that.”  She waved an airy hand, her eyes glued to the alpha’s position.  “Lebanon, the house is called.  One of the few Great Houses still being managed as it should.  Oh, he's coming this way! Oh good heavens! Oh my!”

Dean anchored his eyes to the salt and pepper set in order not to roll them.  Mrs B might not want to be seen slapping her omega companion in public, but she had a retentive memory for any little slip-up and would be sure to save up one of her best for later if she caught him.

“But sir, we can set another table next to the dance floor for you.  Really, it would be no trouble.”  The maitre d’ was going full-throttle with the smarm.

Dean didn’t catch the words of the response – just a rumble, like something heavy dragging over gravel.

“Or with a view of the terrace.  It would be the work of a moment, Mr Novak.  And a much more pleasant situation.”

The rumble was louder but no more distinct.

“Then please, allow me to bring a bottle of our best champagne.”

The gravel scraped again.  

“Whiskey.  Yes, of course, sir.  And the a la carte menu.”

The gravel stirred itself into a snarl.  Jeez, this guy was more knot-headed than most.

“A hamburger.  Of course, sir.  Followed by a slice of… pie.”  The weird newcomer might as well have requested a lump of dirt followed by a morsel of shit.  Dean couldn’t stop the corners of his mouth curling into a smirk.  He couldn’t stop the rumble of his far from satisfied stomach either.

“Dean.”  The fan rapped his knuckles.  But she hadn’t noticed the smirk.  “Dean, stop daydreaming.  Sit up straight.”

Huh.  She was regretting taking the best chair now.  Dean, with the kitchen door flapping open and shut at his back and regular nudges to his chair from passing waiting staff, had a direct view to the next table-for-two.

Mrs B leant toward him.  “What’s he doing?”  Her pink lips moved in an exaggerated stage whisper.

“You want me to look at the alpha…uh, Mr Nover?  Novem?”

“Novak!  And yes, of course I want you to look!  Tell me what he’s doing!”

Dean looked up.  The alphas face was in shadow, downturned as if he were studying the thread-count of the tablecloth.  He had a lot of dark, messy hair.  One hand was visible, a fingertip pressing down on the blade of his fish knife so that the handle wobbled up and down.

“They say he can’t get over the death of his wife, you know.  Such a beauty, so spirited.  Amara was her name.  So sad.”  Restless fingers twitched at the stem of her wine glass.  “What’s he doing?”

“Nothing,” said Dean.  “Just sitting.”

“He must be doing something.”  Mrs B started twisting in her chair but caught herself in time, before she gave herself away as the insatiable rubber-necker that she was at heart.  “Tomorrow you can sit here and I’ll sit there!”

“Yes, ma’am.”  A passing waiter narrowly missed his head with a tray of soup.  She was welcome to Dean’s seat.

“Hasn’t he even smiled at the Contessa?  He must have noticed her, and I’m sure they know each other.  They were both at the Duke or Northerton’s ball two years ago last Christmas.”

The Contessa di Faraglione had been the object of Mrs B’s gossip for the past week since she’d arrived with her retinue of servants the week before.  She was old news now, though.  This Novak guy was the target now, and Dean would be used to help engineer an opportunity of speaking to him, which would be really embarrassing.  Like when Mrs B had made him take her card to the Contessa’s suite, claiming some kind of distant family connection.  The butler had told him to fuck off.  Probably.  Dean didn’t speak Italian.

A gust of warm, savoury air and a swell of noise at his back announced the opening of the kitchen door.  Dean hunched forward so he didn’t get a tray dumped on his head.  But the waiter was one of the more agile.  He swerved around Dean, hung a right and brought the tray down in a sweeping arc, perfectly timed to present its load to the occupant of the next table.

The occupant of the next table looked up at his meal and smiled.

And okay, yeah, it was a nice-looking hamburger.  Normally it would have had Dean transfixed, salivating with envy.  But it wasn’t the juicy patties and shiny, domed bun that brought Dean’s mind, his heart, his every-fucking-thing to a juddering halt.

Dean hadn’t seen the ocean until he was fifteen.  Before that it had been one dusty town after another, Dad dragging him and Sammy around like unwanted baggage.  But when a job had finally taken them to the coast, it’d been like all the heat and grime was washed away by that fresh, salty air.  And the colours in that huge ocean had taken his breath away.

It was the same now.  The drab, grey despair that made up Dean’s life was suddenly gone, and his world was full of ocean blue depths in the eyes of this strange alpha – strange but gorgeous, from his eyes to the soft bow of his lips to the commanding strength of his nose.  

Dean was heartily glad of his over-powdered cheeks.  Fuck, what was he thinking, blushing over some rich alpha who wouldn’t look at Dean once, let alone twice?  He really needed to get a hold of himself.

But the way that guy was looking at the burger was like he hadn’t eaten in years.  Imagine if he looked at Dean that way.  Although, maybe he’d been sick or something.  The shadows beneath his cheek bones looked sharper than they should and beneath his eyes too, little round ridges of dark cast by the bright chandeliers above them.  This alpha needed burgers and plenty of them.  Dean’s skin itched with the need to cook and cosset and caress, and Jesus fucking Christ, he was really losing it here, wasn’t he?  Really giving into his inner lapdog who just needed an alpha to boss him around to be happy.

The waiter flickered across Dean’s vision again and Mr Novak was left alone to enjoy his hamburger.  He picked up his knife and fork and raised them.  Which was a thing you did, Dean supposed, in a high-class dining room.  You ate a burger with a knife and fork.  But then his forehead crinkled into the suggestion of a frown.  He shook his head.  His rounded lips flattened into a tiny smile.  He put down his silverware.  And he picked up the burger in both hands.

“Close your mouth, Dean.”  Mrs B’s spoon scraped her bowl, chink, chink, chink, even though there was hardly any of the creamy sauce left.

Dean closed his mouth.  Then his eyes returned to the table over her shoulder.  Mr Novak hadn’t taken a bite.  He was still holding his hamburger in two hands, staring at it like he’d found the Holy Grail.

Then his eyes flicked up and fastened onto Dean’s.  Dean should look down.  He should drop his eyes like the shitty little omega-nothing that he was.  Instead he stared into the ocean.

And Mr Castiel Novak smiled at him.  Just a little smile.  Barely there before it was gone, and then he was chowing down on his meal, all his attention on his food, his eyes closing as he chewed his first mouthful, then opening again to get a load of the burger cross-section he’d created.  Did it have pickle, Dean wondered?  Mayo, cheese, the works?  Would he bite down through the whole lot, getting all the flavours in at once, in between those perfect pink lips?  And was Dean salivating over the man or the burger?

He was looking at Dean again.  Looking and smiling and nodding as if they were having an actual conversation about how great hamburgers were in general and this one in particular.

“Dean!”  

A sharp pain on his knuckles brought Dean’s attention snapping back to his employer.

“Dean!  Bridge!  The Spanish drawing room!”

“Yes, ma’am.  Sorry, ma’am.”  Bridge.  Of course it was time for bridge.  His world closed in with an almost audible snap.  Bridge was played at eight o’clock sharp every night and Dean and Mrs B were there, every single night; she to play and gossip and drink sherry, he to sit in a corner and try not to exist too loudly until he was needed.

He pushed his chair back, clumsily, and was sworn at by a passing waiter.

“Dean!”

Jeez.  He wasn’t the one who’d sworn, was he?

“Yes, ma’am.”  He rounded the table and pulled out his employer’s chair and collected up her purse and her wrap.  And he didn’t even glance over his shoulder to the most perfect alpha he’d ever seen, as he followed her to another evening of excruciating dullness in his excruciatingly dull life.

[turndecassette2]

Is it ok if i can ask you how do you go about studying/drawing Heads and faces? i know this is a very broad questions but lets say you were coming up with a character for a new comic, when you go about creating characters what do you pay attention to the most and spend your time thinking about and make soure you got it right?

i love the way you draw faces, it dosnt feel anime and i love the little lines under the eye tear duck :D

Hope this question make sense!

Cilgia

(sorry re-reading your question this answer might be too rambl-y & off the mark. but am leaving this up in case someone finds it helpful)

I have a terrible tendency to just design characters 'on the page' since when I have a perfect sketch I tend to lose that 'look' once I get to the actual comic. idk the 'drawing academy' in viborg had us do a lot of portraits of each-other (you can prob recruit friends/relatives for this if you have any) & when I have time I like to draw ppl at cafés and such, so I have a mental library of face shapes.

in general: like w everything else I think it's good to hoard reference eg models, sports guys etc that have fun faces. put them in a folder on your computer for when you need a nose, good set of eyebrows etc. I've had various folders like this that inevitably get lost when my computer dies ha ha

also just referencing for vibes:

tiger guy from 'world heist' was conceptualised as part corto maltese, part jason momoa as duncan idaho, or my mental image of what the latter would look like, + a vague memory of rob lucci the cat man from one piece (I can't believe I know the names of so many OP characters. or dune characters for that matter)

but then in the end, he's just some guy, & he mostly looks good in profile

drawing the same person several times is hard. I need to standardise his facial markings but no-one seems to care.

'task' meanwhile is kinda a flatmate I had in college but w hair that I wanted to feel a bit 'rey ayanami' but also whatever I imagine a 'hacker' looks like (the cute kind you get in movies, not irl). just messy (ignore my presence in the below photo)

anyways if there's some trick to what I do it's having a wide range of influences

[graceisprobablyonline]

Complete Fanfic list

Helloooooo! This post will be updated as more fics are written. I swear that I will eventually write something original / not hellaverse, but uh, for now... enjoy!

I’m Huskerdustbrainrot on Ao3!

Drinking Buddies - (12.k words, complete)

"Angel’s drink was being poured for him the moment he set foot through the door."

This is my first fic and, honestly, one of my favourites. It will always hold a special place in my heart because it's the first time I really started to write properly. It's a cute little Huskerdust get-together story that kind of lost the plot towards the end.

Something that I've been dying to day - (4.5K words, complete)

"The nightmare always ended here, but this time she wasn’t waking up.”

My Chaggie get-together fic, I feel like it could be better HOWEVER this is the first fic I had beta read and I really tried w this one (I adore my beta readers so much omg Blue Fizz and Maddie if you're seeing this ily)

Pride and Pentious - (5.2K words, complete)

"The parade was Charlie’s idea. Of fucking course, it was her idea. Who else would host a party in hell when they had nothing to gain from it?"

A fun little fanfic about the meaning of pride with the hazbin hotel crew! Each chapter is like a mini character study and I had so much fun with it

Who I was with you - (17.5K words, Complete)

"How many times can you fall in love with the same person?"

I loved the idea of writing a fake dating scenario, for Chaggie but I thought having them break up and then fake date would be interesting. It was indeed... interesting! This is my longest fic so far, and I learned a lot writing it!

Of all the imps in hell... - (1.7K words, Complete)

"In short - she was the best candidate they were gonna get."

A small fic about Moxxie and Millie and how they met! I thought that it would be cute to write them having a workplace rivalry. Did I yet again rush the ending bc I got bored? Uhhhhhhhhh shhhhhhhh 🤫

The path to redemption - (3.4K words, WIP)

"Freedom was strange.  Angel was just waiting for the illusion to shatter."

My current WIP about Angel and Husk adjusting to being free and dating / all the messiness that trauma can cause

I also have some angsty hellaverse oneshots from my fanfic war with my friend Fizz / and a whumptober series

Thank you! :D

[fragaria-imagines]

Can i have a crush hcs with Klarkstella and Pikero please. Love your writing btw :D

Klarkstella

It’s a very well known fact that Klarkstella doesn’t really like a lot of people, and for a long time he was quite adamant that the only people he needed in his life were his brother, Lala, and Kiki.

Until you came around, and then everything changed, suddenly his hands started racing whenever he was near you, or his hands started sweating.

And at first, he brushed those little hints aside, saying that it was because you annoyed him to no end that he was getting physically ill from it (which he knew deep down inside was a lie)

He was heavily in denial about his feelings for you, often times pushing you away or snapping at you for no good reason.

But the reality is, you carved a hole inside his heart and he doesn’t know how to handle it, he doesn’t know how to be honest with himself, and often times always says the exact opposite of what he actually feels and means.

It wasn’t until he had a heart to heart conversation with Louterstella, that he realized he was falling for you. And even then, he couldn’t muster the courage to confess to you, too afraid of the possibility of being hurt or being rejected by you.

It was different when it came to Kiki, Lala, and Louterstella, those are people who he knows for certain would never hurt him, the same certainty can’t be said for you.

However, after coming to the realization that he likes you, he no longer pushed you away or was harsh to you. He wasn’t by any means Prince Charming, but he was becoming more softer and gentle with you, in his own unique way.

He started letting you in more, he wanted to be near you at all times, and this time he actually indulged in those wants.

Little by little, he realized that maybe letting someone else inside his heart, wasn’t a bad thing at all.

Pikero

Pikero is not the type to catch feelings for someone so easily and that is done with a purpose. People are too messy, too emotional, and as entertaining as it is to see their crazed antics, he always makes sure to have his guard up, never letting anyone ever get too close.

It's why he prefers to study the life of animals and plants over humans, animals are simple, they don't dwell on emotion and reasoning, preferring to act on instinct instead. They're nothing like the over emotional and complicated humans at all, and for a good while, that was enough for him.

Yet like a moth to a flame, he couldn't help but be drawn to you, at first he brushed off his feelings for you as simple curiosity, you were a pretty new thing, who he never met before and was clearly out of your element, you were fascinating to him, like a fun little lab experiment.

But the more he spends time with you, he realized that his attachment and infatuation for you, goes beyond the simple curiosity of an experiment.

Even after acknowledging and realizing his feelings for you, he would still play mind games on you, studying your every move, and analyzing your every tick and feeling, till he has you all figured out.

He loves to play push and pull with you, on some days he’ll shower you with affection and attention, on other days, he’ll completely shut you out and ignore you for days.

This isn’t because he’s insecure or that he fears rejection, quite the opposite actually. Pikero is confident that you’ll return his feelings, that’s not what he’s worried about, what he worries about is the emotional and vulnerable aspect of opening up and confessing to a crush, to him that’s a recipe for weakness, and if there’s one thing Pikero isn’t is weak.

So if there’s a way to exploit your vulnerabilities and your naivety, while not being open about his own, and still being able to be with you once and for all, then he’s going to do just that.

He wants to have his cake and eat it too, and it won’t be until you two get into a serious relationship, when the cracks finally start to show, but until then, he’s more than happy to keep the charade up.

[spgothkidsheadcanons]

Can we get some NSFW with Henrietta?

Yes!! I’ve decided to do the NSFW Alphabet once again because I already have them done for the boys, so here’s the girl!

I love Henrietta sm 😩 She’s my queen and I wish more people would request stuff with Henrietta in it. I feel like my poor girl gets no love

Warnings: NSFW obviously, more downbad behavior

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A= Aftercare (what they’re like after the act)

Henrietta is so extremely sweet with aftercare. She’s massaging sore muscles, getting you water, and cuddling you while you’re coming down from the high. She’s a very attentive partner, so just let her know what you need after a session and she’s immediately going to get it

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

She loves her body completely, she doesn’t have a favorite body part

She also doesn’t have a favorite body part on you. You’re her favorite person in the world, she can’t choose just one thing to settle on.

C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)

It’s messy and she doesn’t really like it. Hence the fact she’s a lesbian 🥴

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)

She’s always thinking about sex. Whether it’s her and you, or 2 completely random people, the thought of sex is always on her mind. Of course, she thinks about other things, but in the back of her mind, it’s like an adult movie store backroom

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

She has a lot of experience. She went to college and had a few relationships, so she knows a thing or 2 about what she’s doing.

F= Favorite position

She likes missionary. Kind of boring, but she likes to look into your eyes and study your body while she’s doing her own little thing. Henrietta loves how easy it is to kiss you when you’re face to face with her

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

Henrietta likes to have fun during sex. She’s not telling knock knock jokes, but she does like joking about what she’s doing and loves hearing you laugh and have fun with her

H= Hair (grooming habits)

She’s got the smallest patch of hair shaved into a strip. Henrietta is not a big fan of unruly pubic hair, so the less her partner has the better

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

She’s a romantic through and through. Your comfort and pleasure is her upmost priority, whether it takes 30 minutes to get you to cum or 4 hours. She’s not a huge fan of rough and wild sex

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

She masturbates 3 or 4 times a day. She has an impossibly high sex drive, so when you’re not around, she has to tend to herself quite often

K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

She LOVES roleplaying as just about anything.

Exhibitionism is another massive kink

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

Anywhere and everywhere

She really likes car sex. Like after a party and you’re both just winding down from all the drinks, you both end up having sex in the backseat. The rush of possibly being caught just does it for her.

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons)

Spanking, whether giving or receiving, is one of her massive turn ons

She also likes biting

And making out probably does more for her than it should, so make sure you’re ready for sex whenever you try to make out with her

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

Anything to do with bodily fluids. She also doesn’t do any kind of bondage. It makes her feel extremely claustrophobic

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

Giving: Loves giving, would spend hours pleasing you with just her mouth if she could

Receiving: PLEASE RETURN THE FAVOR!! Henrietta loves when you go down on her. Even if you’re inexperienced, she’ll coach you through it just because she loves being pampered so much.

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

Henrietta likes to take her time. She doesn’t see the point in going buck wild just to feel good, so expect one session to last 2 or 3 hours.

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

Quickies don’t really do it for her, so she doesn’t care for them. She will if you beg, but most of the time, it’s a no from her

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

She’s always down to try something new as long as it’s interesting to the both of you.

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

She can make one session last for a few hours. She likes overstimulation, so by the time that you both have only had 1 orgasm, you’re more than likely ready for bed because of the length of the session

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

Henrietta does indeed have a few toys. She uses them mostly everytime you’re having sex with her, but not every single time

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

Henrietta is quite the tease. She likes to wind you up until you’re about to be over the edge and then stop completely. She’s really bad about initiating sex, and then walking away to finish doing some task she randomly thought of, just to play with you

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

Henrietta’s definitely not loud at all. She barely talks or moans, which makes you feel like you’re not doing your best, but if you pay closer attention, you’ll hear her gasps and satisfied sighs. She’s just not verbal, so don’t feel bad!

W= Wild card (random sincannon of any sort)

She’s a switch with more sub tendencies. When she doms, she does put her heart into it, but she prefers to be the one who lays back and let you do all the work. Unless you don’t want to, then Henrietta is on top and ready to do whatever you please

X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

Her outer lips are puffy, with a slight pink tinge. Her inner labia is not very prominent, but not completely hidden, either. She’s got a very pretty vagina, and she knows that.

Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)

Henrietta’s constantly horny. You’d never know because she goes about her life like normal, but if you could see inside of her head, you’ll see that she’s making every scenario in her head dirty. She respects your boundaries and will only have sex if you want to

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

Not quickly at all. After you both have caught your breath, she turns to you and asks if you want to go watch a movie or something

[gliyerabaa]

For fanfic writer asks: 8 and 17 :D

8. What projects are you currently working on?

Ahhhh i LOVE getting to talk about my projects!!!!!!!! <3

Per Aspera Ad Astra: Also known as the kansas au, this has been my pride and joy over the past 4 1/2 years. The premise of the fic is essentially capturing the experience of growing up queer in rural america. I've posted 23 chapters but I have the entire fic outlined, it's just a matter of writing it. I'm probably about halfway to two-thirds way done with the fic. It's been a beast but like I said earlier, it really is my pride and joy

Thank Goodness (smutfic series): Currently only a oneshot but I plan to add one or two more installments in the series. What I intended to be a quick, slightly smutty character study on Glinda accidentally turned into 6k of messy, raw gelphie smut. Definitely my best interpretation of the canon gelphie dynamic, both in terms of emotional dynamics and how that carries over into the smut. I'm really proud of this fic, it's definitely getting a sequel and maybe even a part 3

untitled gelphie 'wedding' series: this one is still a true WIP. I was reading a few scholarly journals about queer themes in the stage version of Wicked and how it both adheres to and subverts typical midcentury theatre tropes. For example, so many 'traditional' musicals end in the marriage of the two leads, and 'For Good' can be seen as the fulfillment of that trope when viewed through a queer lens. I adored that analysis and it's inspired me to create a sort of miniseries exploring those themes a little more. it's a fun idea, and I have some outline framework going, we'll see if anything comes of it

17. What's something you've learned about while doing research for a fic?

Honestly, I haven't done a ton of research for Wicked fics due to the fictional nature of the world. Years and years ago I wrote a lot of Frozen fics so I had done a lot of extensive research on Norwegian/Scandinavian culture.

WAIT no duh, I've done SO MUCH research for Per Aspera Ad Astra!!!!!!!!!!! Including:

researching different high schools in Kansas (to come up with ideas for a mascot for the fictional Tri-City high school)

learning the state motto of Kansas (it's Ad Astra Per Aspera, which I stole and rearranged for my fic title, and I think I'm so clever for that)

also the state flower of Kansas is the sunflower and the state bird is the western meadowlark and the state mammal is the bison but those have yet to be relevant to the story

deep dives into the climate and weather patterns in Kansas (I have a tab saved on my phone's weather app for a city in Kansas in the approximate location I imagine the fictional town of Shiz to be. I check it regularly)

about three different drafts for the Road Trip in chapters 20 onwards. like extensive planning of how long to drive, where to stop, etc. etc.

research into radio stations in Western Colorado for That One Scene in ch. 20

extensive research into colleges in California, including which ones have good architecture programs since it's canon in this fic that Glinda is an architecture nerd

[alangdorf]

Hi :) I finally made my Magolor conspiracy theory board! I know the text is small so I’m gonna write out a transcription plus all the stuff I couldn’t fit without making everything completely illegible. Be warned, this is gonna get long.

By the way, please don’t take this overly seriously; I’m just shaking thoughts out of my head. I used to be all “yeah Magolor is exactly the type of character I would like but I’m just not that crazy about him.” But then the Epilogue came along and we had a blackout where I barely had internet access for a couple days and these two things combined flipped a switch in my brain and I thought about/talked about nothing but Magolor for literally a week straight. And so here we are!

First off, a note about the Another Dimenion creatures (Doomers, Darpas, Deppas, Dippas, and Dupas). In Japanese, Sphere Doomers are called Sphere Lowpers – Lowper being the romaji spelling used in the files, although in Japanese it’s pronounced Rōpā (ろーぱー), and most likely originating from the English words “interloper” and/or “robber”. B and p are closely related in Japanese writing, both being a slight alteration of the consonant h (via diacritic marks called tenten [two little lines] and maru [a circle]), so は is ha, ば is ba, and ぱ is pa.

The other creatures are variations on Rōpā with different vowels in the first syllable (they’re actually called morae [singular: mora] instead of syllables though): Rāpā, Rēpā, Rīpā, and Rūpā. These are changed in English to match the fact that Doomer starts with D: Darpas, Dippas, and Dupas, according to the Magolor Epilogue song titled “VS Darpa-Dippa-Dupas”, and then Deppa for Rēpā as a logical extrapolation of that.

(Side note: since this game came out before Kirby localization teams were given a lot of guidance, the names in other languages for Doomers are alllllll over the place in terms of meaning. Sphere Chimera, Sphere Spook, Spectre Sphere, and my favorite is the Italian, “Fenix Sferix”, meaning Phoenix Sphere. For their translation of “VS Darpa-Dippa-Dupas” they went with the same play on the vowels, so it’s “VS Fanix-Finix-Funix”. But then?? What are their Deppas called???? Probably Fonix but it’s still funny lol)

Now is probably a good time to talk about Magolor’s name; get all the translation fun facts out of the way. In Japanese, his name is Mahoroa (まほろあ). “Mahō” is the word “magic” in Japanese, so the English version starting with “Mago”, derived from “magic”, is a good close translation. “Lor” and “roa” are both their respective language’s name for the Lor Starcutter, and are roughly equivalent in Japanese pronunciation. The devs have said in a Miiverse post that Magolor’s name was also partially derived from the Japanese word “Mahoroba” (まほろば), which is the name for the concept of a “far-off land full of bliss and peace” (per the Wikipedia page for Mahoroba), which could certainly be translated as “paradise” (note on that in a second). With ba and pa being almost the same letter, it makes me wonder if Mahoroba and Rōpā (まほろば and ろーぱー) are meant to be so similar as a cheeky wordplay thing. Mostly because I think it would be really funny if that was the case.

The aforementioned note which is about the meaning of “Magolor” in the language the Jamba speak: there is a pause screen in Star Allies that lists a bunch of translations for words in their language, most notable here being “Mafo = lie” and “Lor = paradise”. “Mafo” having a different third letter than “Mago” is hardly an issue; fo and ho are written the same in Japanese unless you’re being really pedantic about loanword spelling (ホ vs フォ), “Maho” being equivalent to “Mago” is already established, and Star Allies had a notoriously messy localization anyways, so I would hardly be surprised if they just forgot to change it to “Mago”.

Also, given the fact that Return to Dreamland Deluxe added a line for 100%ing the game that clarifies that Mags was lying about being from Halcandra but studied Ancient culture there for years and that this whole post posits the theory that he was originally some sort of Another Dimension creature like the Doomers and co. (Side note: in the context of whatever possible relationship the Doomers and Ancients used to have [Rampaging Doomers are implied by Sphere Doomers EX pause screen lore to be ancient Doomers and have the gear aesthetic and that could mean any number of things], and the limited individuality of the Doomers/Darpa-Deppa-Dippa-Dupas and their subservience to Grand Doomer, I see this less as cultural appropriation and more like uhhhh trans coding, kinda. Please don’t come at me about this; I often joke that Kit, my nickname, is short for Catboy Discourse but I don’t actually want to fight on the internet about this catboy), the fact that this pause screen is for a version of Unhooded Hyness from the SAME UPDATE that added Magolor to the game is so hysterical. Maggie rocks up to a fight with someone he’s never heard of (Hyness claims in his rant that the Ancients erased his sect from their history after the schism), they reveal themself to be an actual Ancient, and the game itself calls him a liar???!? Like dude you had at least one other outfit you could’ve worn today lol

Anyways, I have some loose appearance similarities to point out between Magolor and the Doomers and co. His ears are shaped, striped (his hood is at least, though I know it’s more similar to Hyness’ ears), positioned, and even move similarly to the top two projectiles on a Deppa. The ears do have more jiggle physics now, unlike the Deppa projectiles, but they’re often portrayed as horns instead of ears in his boss forms (and concept art but that doesn’t necessarily mean anything for current Mags) anyways. Also, Dupas’ feet are a little strange. With the way that they move back and forth unrelated to how the Dupa actually moves and the way that they can stand upside down, it definitely could be that those appendages are disconnected similar to Magolor’s hands and the Dupas actually move by floating around. Admittedly they’re not the same color yellow and this one is a vague connection at best, though the Dupas are also slightly egg-shaped like Magolor. Oh, and in Magolor Epilogue his projectiles and the Rampaging Doomers’ projectiles look almost exactly the same to me. I could also point out the fact that Magolor’s 2nd phase/Soul form has a large mouth like the Doomers, Deppas, and Dupas, though it doesn’t look very similar. Girl what is that thing. Why do you look like W.D. Gaster.

A slightly stronger connection is the eyes. Flat yellow eyes (upright ovals with variations for expression in this case) aren’t that uncommon on Kirby creatures, but a lot of notable examples, such as Hyness, the other Jambas, and Wester, have their eyes on a black background, likely to symbolize shadowed, glowing eyes. In Hyness’ case at the very least, this is proven by his unhooded appearance. Magolor, on the other hand, has his on a brown background, which, as indicated by his visible ear in the Epilogue, is just his skin color. (Meta Knight is similar in this regard, but he has his own whole thing going on species-wise, and his eyes were white when not shadowed until like Brawl anyways which just supports my point.) It being a solid color, and comparatively a dull one at that, is dissimilar to the Doomers, though it makes sense with his design to not make it too busy. Also a couple of the Doomer types have different eye colors, but that’s also clearly for the purposes of making a good palette.

My favorite evidence, however, that links Magolor to the Doomers is his first phase boss theme, Welcome Your New Overlord (née Under My Control). I think it’s so similar to Another Dimension (the song that plays in the rift segments before each Doomer fight) and VS Sphere Doomer (context self-explanatory) that they were intentionally written in the same style. (Grand Doomer is also somewhat similar, but to a lesser extent in my opinion.) All these songs have synth chords through most (less in Grand Doomer) of them that, well. I didn’t take enough music theory to be able to identify chords more complex than triads, but I would describe them as “dissonant” or “jazzy”, and they step around to different keys relatively frequently (Oops, just realized I wrote “chord structure” instead of “chord progression” on the board, oh well. It’s probably non-functional harmony anyway but either way, I just meant this). They also have very similar rhythms, playing the same chords multiple times in a row, often falling on offbeats (again, Grand Doomer is the outlier here). Pre-final boss themes in Kirby are often written to be complex and disorienting, but the way that these songs are similar is specific enough that I think it’s reasonable to assume it was on purpose. Also can I just say how much I love Welcome Your New Overlord? Amazing song.

Overall, the trick to all Kirby lore is trying to judge whether things are done by the developers for the purposes of gameplay and game experience or for the purposes of canon lore, and I’m not gonna make a judgement call on this one, but I really like it as a headcanon at the very least. A couple more related headcanons about Magolor for reading this far: Not sure whether I think that Mags named the Lor after himself or himself after the Lor, but I think for the “Mago” part, he either named himself after the Ancient word for “lie” on purpose as an inside joke for only himself (not knowing the Jamba were still around to call him on it) or he named himself after the Ancient word for “magic” and it just so happens to be either a homonym or synonym for the word “lie”, possibly because of negative opinions toward the Jamba. Possibly both options, even. Also I think the reason he talks Like That, at least in English (in Japanese he just uses katakana instead of hiragana a lot, which, katakana is usually used for foreign words so it gives a “foreigner” feeling), is because he’s a very studious and book-smart foreign language learner, but unfortunately the first native speaker of Kirby’s language he met was Marx (there’s a well established fan theory that he has met Marx before based on his dialogue that he knows someone who knows Kirby) and he internalized entirely too many of his speech patterns. On purpose. Mini speech headcanons: At Merry Magoland he either addresses to the patrons as “parkgoers”, “paying customers” (he doesn’t charge admission but he got used to saying it at the Shoppe and thought it would be funny to continue saying it in an inappropriate situation; it does make some people freak out thinking they were supposed to buy a ticket), or “gamers”. Also during the beginning of Return to Dream Land he laid the flattery on a bit thick with calling the main group “kind strangers” and “my saviors” and he still calls them that sometimes after they’re friends for real just to be annoying.

Thank you for reading!

[noramoons]

GET TO KNOW ME TAG GAME!

tysm for tagging me and thinking of me @end-hyphen and @petrichor-han ! i am late to the game as always 🤡 bc i did let this marinate in my drafts for a week for absolutely no reason but !! this was fun hehe i loved reading yalls too <33

this is also super long so answers under the cut!

BIRTHDAY

october 17

FAVORITE COLOR

dark blues and pastels

DO YOU HAVE PETS?

one cat! he is staring up at me from across the room as i write this lmao

HOW TALL ARE YOU?

5’5 (165 cm)!

HOW MANY PAIRS OF SHOES DO YOU OWN?

i think between 10-12 but there’s only 5 pairs i wear regularly. literally wear the exact same loafers to work every single day 👍

FAVORITE SONG?

literally changes every day lmao but rn it’s probably between good life by wayv, back down by p1harmony, or avalanche by walk the moon

FAVORITE MOVIE?

everything everywhere all at once OR kiki’s delivery service OR scream (1996) LMAO i love watching all different kinds of movies but horror has rlly been my fave over the past year or so <3

WHO WOULD BE YOUR IDEAL PARTNER?

lee seokmin OR someone who makes me laugh, is patient, kind, caring, and a good listener. someone who i don’t feel like i have to put on a performance for and who i can be myself around. and who understands all my little interests! like tv and movies and kpop hehe

DO YOU WANT CHILDREN?

absolutely not! LMAO the cat is enough <3

HAVE YOU GOTTEN IN TROUBLE WITH THE LAW?

i’ll copy genie’s answer and just say i was a very stupid teenager who thankfully never actually went to the police station BUT i try to be a smarter adult now bc of it HAHA

WHAT COLOR SOCKS ARE YOU WEARING?

blue and white striped!

FAVORITE TYPE OF MUSIC?

i rlly do listen to just about anything but since this IS a kpop blog i’ll say kpop. honorable mentions include 70s dad rock, alt/indie rock, anime osts, and classical (study playlist my beloved)

HOW MANY PILLOWS DO YOU SLEEP WITH?

two! one for my head and one beside me lmao

WHAT POSITION DO YOU SLEEP IN?

on my side usually. or curled up in a ball since my room is always freezing cold ahaha

WHAT DON’T YOU LIKE WHEN YOU’RE SLEEPING?

when i can see light coming under my door from another room in the hallway…drives me absolutely bonkers i need complete darkness to be able to sleep or i cannot 💀

WHAT DO YOU HAVE FOR BREAKFAST?

if i have time to eat i usually just make cereal! sometimes my work brings in bagels and cream cheese too which is always a treat <3

HAVE YOU EVER TRIED ARCHERY?

yes! HAHA my parents tried literally any and every sport/activity they could get me in as a kid bc surely i had to be good at ONE, right? (answer: no 💀) i was decent but definitely not a sharpshooter by any means lmao. i do still have my bow and arrows and the target we used to practice with (and this is also why the reader in frw&d shoots w a bow n arrow — since it’s the only ‘weapon’ i have any real experience with for writing 🤭)

FAVORITE FRUIT?

strawberries, kiwi, and mango!

ARE YOU A GOOD LIAR?

absolutely not lmao i have tried for many years but apparently i just look incredibly obvious when i try to lie 😐

WHAT’S YOUR PERSONALITY TYPE?

enfj!

INNIE OR OUTIE?

literally what does this mean. my bellybutton??? do i like going outside????

LEFT OR RIGHT HANDED?

right-handed!

FAVORITE FOOD?

poppyseed chicken! OOO or i had lemon bars the other day and they were absolutely 🔥

FAVORITE FOREIGN FOOD?

omg there’s a thai restaurant literally 2 seconds away from my house that is SO damn good. i’d eat there every day if i could LMAO

AM I CLEAN OR MESSY?

i think i’m very selectively clean bahaha like my bathroom has to be nice and organized or i’ll lose my mind but my room is always in some state of disaster

MOST USED PHRASE?

do i have one?? idek actually 💀

HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE FOR YOU TO GET READY?

i don’t put in a ton of effort for work these days LMAO so like 10 minutes probably?? if i’m going out for dinner or something else w other ppl tho between 20-30 minutes

DO YOU TALK TO YOURSELF?

100% HAHA this is the best way to get fic ideas and also sometimes i think i’m funny y’know 😻

DO YOU SING TO YOURSELF?

every time i get in my car it’s a concert babey !!

ARE YOU A GOOD SINGER?

absolutely not HAHA but that’s why it’s fun to just jam in the car or in my room <3

BIGGEST FEAR?

drowning, caves, letting ppl down

ARE YOU A GOSSIP?

🍵🍵🍵 bring me the tea PLS i think a healthy dose of gossip is good for you actually

DO YOU LIKE LONG OR SHORT HAIR?

on me i think i prefer short (even though it’s growing out again rn). long hair for literally everyone else though HAHA

FAVORITE SCHOOL SUBJECT?

any english or writing courses and history!!

EXTROVERT OR INTROVERT?

extrovert!

WHAT MAKES YOU NERVOUS?

having to drive long distances and making phonecalls 😧

WHO WAS YOUR FIRST REAL CRUSH?

one of those mfs from newsies (1992) most likely LMAO or nick from walk the moon 🫶

HOW MANY PIERCINGS?

just two on my earlobes for now! not going to do anything else until i figure out if i can get more with my job HAHA

HOW MANY TATTOOS?

none </3 i wanna get the homunculus tattoo from fmab SO BAD

HOW FAST CAN YOU RUN?

if i’m running i’m either on the treadmill or being chased so. probably not that fast

WHAT COLOR IS YOUR HAIR?

brown. rlly want to get skunk hair with blonde underneath but once again……need to see if my job will allow it lmfao

WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES?

blue!

WHAT MAKES YOU ANGRY?

many things but today it’s the governor of my state and ppl who are rude to service workers

DO YOU LIKE YOUR NAME?

yes! i picked out beck a long time ago bc i liked the androgyny of it and i still rlly like it <33

DO YOU WANT A BOY OR A GIRL AS A CHILD?

no kids babey!! my cat is a boy though and he’s enough

WHAT ARE YOUR STRENGTHS?

i’m resourceful, creative, and i don’t give up on things that are important to me.

WHAT ARE YOUR WEAKNESSES?

why is this a job interview i can’t shut up once i start talking and have a hard time being able to tell when i need to stop. also mega perfectionist and tend to overanalyze every other conversation i have lmao

WHAT’S THE COLOR OF YOUR BEDSPREAD?

white with purple flowers!

WHAT’S THE COLOR OF YOUR ROOM?

it’s this purplish grey (which doesn’t sound super appealing but i promise it’s a very calming color LOL i painted it over the summer) and i have brown wood floors.

tagging: @seung-scrittore @decembermoonskz @sulfurcosmos @lotus-dly @lixesque @txtkids and anyone who would like to or hasn’t already done this! as always, no pressure on the tags — these are just for fun and nothing serious 🤍

[monstersinthecosmos]

🕯 and 🪄 from the writer asks?

(writing asks!)

🕯️was there a fic that was really hard on you to write, or took you to a place you didn't think it would take you?

The hardest fic on my page that I've written was as we circle the moon because like !!!!!! I signed up to write it for the Femsheith exchange and then like, my grandma was sick and I was doing a lot of family shit and didn't have a ton of time to work on it, and originally I wanted it to be a one shot but I felt bad that I was gonna miss the posting deadline so I split it into chapters and at least posted a chapter, and then my grandma died, and then like, no one really responded to that fic so I was having a really hard time working on it.

I'll preach till I'm blue in the face that like, we have to be able to write for US because relying on external validation is such a motivation killer, but like, I was just not feeling myself and had no inspiration to write for me, and then like, usually for my Sheith fics I have a cheerleader who can read my WIP and encourage me when I think I'm being boring but my go-to Sheith cheerleaders don't like Femsheith so I had no one to help me with this, and then like, it got two comments so I just felt like it wasn't a good fic and no one liked it, and so I didn't feel motivated to update it for the readers either, and the fact that no one responded to it made me think it was poorly written and didn't make sense, and then I was convinced that all my ideas for it were stupid and didn't make sense, and I thought the gender studying in it didn't make sense, and basically, it was torture trying to finish that one but I'm traumatized by my FFnet page when I was a teenager that had like 35 unfinished fics posted, so I refused to leave fics unfinished, and I forced myself to get it done.

Whew. LOL.

And anyway that's a lot of technical stuff but also since the fic is about grief and I was writing it during the death of a family member it got a little spicy on my feelings. LOL. And it's a fic that like, in the end, I'm not sure if the meta makes sense, but I was juggling a lot of messy feelings so I decided it's okay if the fic was also about messy feelings with no real conclusion.

🪄what is your post-writing/sharing aftercare? How do you take care of yourself or celebrate yourself when you've finished a fic?

hajslgd dsjakg so usually when I'm in the zone I write EVERY NIGHT (but I'm having an ADHD burnout crisis at the moment so I havent written in weeks lol RIP i hate myself) and like it's a thing where I feel bad if I take a night off? But whenever I finish a fic I like, allow myself a night off, and I just kinda chill out and daydream about the next thing I wanna write. It's so fun! It's so relaxing!!! :D Sometimes when I've spent months on a fic I like, feel empty and miss spending time with it, so it helps me to immediately jump to the next project and start daydreaming about a new idea so that I can stay excited.

[tomicaleto]

Send this to people you’d like to know better! 

Thank you @obi-wkenobi for tagging me!

What book are you currently reading? Reading and re-reading Symposium and Ion for a uni thing lol

What’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year? Argentina, 1985. If you haven’t seen it, well, what are you waiting for?

What do you usually wear? during summer, shorts, cotton t-shirts and I tend to go barefoot unless I need to go out (then I wear flipflops if it’s a short distance and trainers if it’s more than one or two blocks)

How tall are you? 1.60cm

What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event? Libra and no that I know of.

Do you go by your name or a nick-name? Name! (I mean, nickname on the internet, but real life? Name, never really had a nickname that stuck)

Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child? I don’t really remember if I wanted to be something in particular as a child. I wanted to be a writer at 12 but it’s not like I can’t become a writer any time I want (even if not a successful one). I wanted to be Zorro/Diego de la Vega when I was very little but I don’t know how to ride a horse, how to sword fight or how to play the guitar so 🤷‍♂️ on the other hand, a friend told me I grew up to be inclined towards the arts which is kinda a parallel to guitar playing so we’ll say I succeeded lol. But really, I never had a set idea of what I wanted to be which was great when I began getting interested in painting and drawing. I still would love to write my own books, but I have time for that

Are you in a relationship? If not, who is your crush if you have one? Nope and I don’t have a crush lol

What’s something you’re good at vs. something you’re bad at? Well, I’m good at art! :D but I’m pretty bad at maths which made my life kinda hard during highschool ;;w;;

Dogs or cats? Both

If you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year?  Well, last year since 2023 just began and I have plenty of time to draw things but I think I would say my WC drawings of the players Dibu, Messi and Julián (I plan to do the rest too!)

What’s something you would like to create content for? I tend to create content for things I like, I don’t think I’ve ever been stopped from doing so

What’s something you’re currently obsessed with? The 2022 World cup ⭐⭐⭐

What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year? Again, I’m using 2022 for this one and I don’t think I can’t seriously say anything that I was looking forwards to disappointed me :)

What’s a hidden talent of yours? Hmm, I don’t know, I’m not always good at recognising these things. Maybe selling things? People say that the way I explain things to sell them gets the interested in the thing I’m selling (like a book or things like that) but I don’t know. Or maybe the way I interact with people? I tend to be a hermit at university (the building is horrible and I like to go home fast) so when I go to a social gathering it tends to surprise people that I’m fun to talk to? Idk

Are you religious? Nah

What’s something you wish to have at this moment?The will to study for my finals (or the finals over with)

No pressure tags! @tinynebula, @rexismycopilot, @sopherfly, @secretsolarsystem, @disast3rtransp0rt

[arachnaem]

Omg this is too silly I have to try!

(sorry for the long post I don't have an ao3 account)

Hi, my name is Harry. I live with my friends in a large mansion, built specially for our band.

Yes, we have a band.

Yes, it is very popular.

No, I can't tell you the name of the band, but I can give you 2 clues: the number 1 and the letter D... Care to guess?

I'm a bit of a bad boy if I may say so myself. I don't look like it, but I have a certain... reputation let's say. They say I'm the good side of bad.

My wild hair, still wet from the shower, falls freely almost to my shoulders. I tie it in a messy bun. It's a good thing it's against company policy to date: I swear the guys check me out sometimes.

I hear noise in the big open kitchen: today Simon, our manager, has offered to cook breakfast himself. He doesn't need to, we have a chef, but we just finished recording and he said it was a reward for staying on top of the charts for 3 weeks straight.

But the noise doesn't sound like cooking, it sounds like an argument. Is Louis being an ass again? Last time Simon caught him with a smoke, he got yelled at for so long it took the fun out of it.

"Well," I say to myself, biting my lower lip, "someone has to get the band out of trouble again." I pull up my skinny jeans, jump down the stairs carelessly and they hear me coming. Almost everyone is here.

Zayn is closed-off and visibly upset. Niall looks like he's about to cry. Louis has stormed off somewhere outside. And Liam is pleading with Simon.

"You can't do that, Mr Cowell!" says Liam, begging. Always so polite. Chin up, Liam, that's not how you make girls cry.

"Nothing I can do about it, Liam, it's all here, written in the contracts." Simon looks troubled, and that's never a good sign.

"Hey Simp," (as I affectionately call him) "what's the big deal? Did Niall smuggle another puppy?"

Zayn stares me down, visibly pissed. "You should ask what you did instead, you madman."

Oops. "What did I do?" I ask, an innocent grin on my face. Zayn doesn't fall for my angelic act, he's not even blushing today. It must be a pretty big deal.

Truth is, it could be a number of things. I'm definitely not an angel, but so far I have been pretty good at deflecting and avoiding attention. Oh well. A little bit of chaos can't hurt. What's the worst thing Simon could do to me? Send me on a forced vacation? Quaking in my boots, I tell you. Unless...

"What do you know about a young lady named Harmony? Harmony Davenport? Or a girl called Acacia? Lauren? Mia? Since WHEN has this been going on?" explodes Simon, red-faced. He looks as furious as the time I dried all his ties in the oven because he skimped on my hair products. Cheap man. Cheap ties.

I'm fucked, though. There is no way to make this look good, even if the ad on Craigslist was totally legit. "Too hard to raise your daughter? 1D buys for quick cash! Don't pay for their studies, let us pay for their booties!" We made the ad as a joke one drunk evening with Louis, we didn't expect it to work. Until we had a couple girls showing up at the mansion a few days later.

To be clear, we just gave them jobs. People pay me for my time, not the other way around. I do enjoy watching them squirm when I ask them to clean again, step-mother style, but it's all pretty innocent. As innocent as I can be, anyway. But I'm pretty sure Simon isn't gonna see it that way.

I put a hand on his shoulder and squeeze. "Hey man, Simp, calm down, you're gonna burst something! We've been real gentlemen to the girls the whole time, right lads?"

A delightful look of horror settles on Niall and Liam's faces. "You-you mean they're not really maids?" says Niall, panicking.

"Ok, calm down." What a baby. "We're just gonna tell them to go home, alright? No one got hurt, it was just a special event for the fans! Simp, aren't you always telling us to thank them personally as much as we can?" I wink and stick my tongue out. Impish always works when you're that hot, or so the PR team tells me.

That's when Simon slaps me with the folded newspaper. Ow. Too far. Wanna meet my lawyer, Simpy?

"It's on the news, shitnugget!" he screams. "It's everywhere! This band is done! You're lucky they can't send you all to jail, a sentence you would entirely deserve!"

I rub my cheek. "Message received, dude. You did not need to do that." I frown. "At least we're not going to jail."

"Jail time is the least of our worries, Harry," says Liam, his face moist with anxious sweat. "Don't you remember the Proportional Offense section of our recording contract?"

Zayn crosses his arms, obviously judging. Man has a stick up his ass. I turn to Simon.

"In case of a major scandal involving fans, the band suffers the same fate as what they made their fanbase go through. Usually that type of contract is enough to keep in check the rowdiest of performers, but I guess the usual doesn't apply to these stupid boys." he gives me a hard look. No empathy there. He's gonna throw us under the bus if he can.

I smile. "Well, sorry if we're too cool to be contained, Simpman. So what are you gonna do? Put an ad on Craigslist?" I snort.

"It's already done," replies Zayn, somber. "No one wanted us after the little trick you and Louis pulled, not even for free. We've been sold to a certain Father Strange for a bag of cat food and a couple yards of bendable plastic spine."

I feel a chill of dread. Surely this is impossible? We're superstars! They can't just... do that?

I look around. Liam and Niall are holding hands, barely stopping themselves from crying. Louis at the garden door, on call, screaming at someone. Zayn is just staring at the wall, his arms crossed. Powerless.

"Well then!" says Simon, clapping his hands. "Pack your bags, boys, you're going to Toronto!"

An AU where One Direction was sold to Strange Æons

Scattering dried red lentils for my boys to crunch on <3

[neverluckygoldfish]

hi there,

i hope its fine to reach out, if youre not looking for advice from a random stranger feel free to disregard this, but i came across one of your posts on my dash and i had some thoughts about it (because ive also been doing a lot of learning and relearning as of late). Particularly in regards to your struggle with perfectionism and shame and not being able to let go of it and do things just for the fun of it, i was wondering if youre familiar with the works of brené brown? if not, shes a researcher who started out studying shame and vulnerability and ended up doing a lot more work on... basically the human experience of struggling with these things. And in doing so she found a group of people who are overcoming those struggles and then worked out what habits or practices these people had in common to make them more resilient. (one of them being about cultivating rest and play) and she does a wonderful job explaining all of it on a very human level, as well as the mechanisms that drive our behaviours and how to work to change them.

i found it incredibly helpful and from what (little) ive read about you, i think you might as well. she has two ted talks that are readily accessible and a netflix special, also books and a podcast where she talks to other professionals about... other human things, but mainly to do with emotions and kind of how to live with them in the world, id say.

...even though it kind of sounds like it might be jumping on the "be perfect about doing recovery" bandwagon, i found that there is a lot of space for the messy middle parts.

And on the off chance that you dont know about her, that maybe it can help you too somewhat on your journey :D

In any case, I hope you have.. a day, as best as you can. Take care!

Thank you for reaching out kind stranger :) I really appreciate how much thought you put into this suggestion. I’ve heard of her and have looked into her briefly but I’ll take this as my sign to look again ❤️

Highlight of my day is that someone cares enough about my random rantings in my anonymous journal.

[biguyonline]

Fsk_Mgmtotality

Pairing: Megumi Fushiguro x (GN!)Reader

Rating: Explicit 18+

Warnings: Oral (m receiving), very slight DUBCON (a part is grabbed without consent and an action is forced without asking first)

Summary: Megumi is playing Xbox and ignoring you. He is notoriously quiet and you make a game out of seeing if you can get him to make a noise.

Notes: This fic was brought to life by my friend @ginki​ who had the idea that Megumi would have been the stereotypical toxic gamer boy in his past. I’ve never posted a fanfic before. So here’s to firsts.

You let yourself into his small upstairs apartment. The kitchen and living room were dark and still, they were hardly used after all. You followed the faint sound of trap metal being played at a low volume down the hall to his bedroom. 

The light of the TV was the only light in the room. The glow cascading over his face highlighted his tired focused eyes, furrowed brow, and messy hair. The controller vibrated in his hands and his arm muscles tensed. Cans and bottles of empty drinks on the floor glinted, exposing the fact that he had not moved from that spot in hours. 

"Nnn." you wouldn't have known that grunt was him acknowledging your presence if you hadn't caught his eyes looking at you for a moment before darting back to the screen. "Hey Gumi baby, you look tired" you ruffled his disheveled hair. He looked up to you standing behind him with a small smile that turned sour when his headset blared with a sudden uproar. "You've got company MG?!" Is the only one you could make out from outside. The question went without an answer. He always barely spoke while gaming. His friends teased him for it. You could always hear them chatting away from inside Megumi's headset. 

Megumi pulled the bean bag chair in his room over and nestled it between his feet. He patted it and then leaned back in his chair, inviting you to come sit between his legs. You took your place there and let your head rest on his thigh. You watched him play for a bit. To be honest it did bore you a little, the game he was currently playing was not one you were familiar with at all. You rubbed his thigh as idly and as innocently as you could feign. 

You lost all patience and restraint. It wasn't like you came here for anything else. You grabbed his dick through his sweatpants as you turned to face him. The familiar click of Megumi turning off his mic sounded. "Mmwhat are you doing?" He said, his voice low and eyes still glued to the TV. "I wanna have the fun I came here for." You smiled blushing and nuzzled your face against his now hardening cock. "This time keep your mic on. Let's see how good you really are at staying quiet." You kissed him through his sweatpants.

Megumi paused, staring down at you. He bit his lip, smirking at you. You had introduced a new game to play within a game, and he'd win this one too. "Go ahead and have your fun then." He shrugged while freeing himself for you. You took his dick into your hand at the base and gave the tip a kiss. He patted your head and then, click, turned his mic back on.

You studied his face looking for any sign of frustration as you teased him. Lightly mouthing the tip and licking stripes up his shaft. He was frustrating you with how well he was ignoring your playfulness. You'd wonder if he was even enjoying this if he wasn't this hard. 

Megumi's dick being worshiped for nothing in return was going to his head the way it was going into your pants. He could tell by the heat in your hands and face and the way you were squirming between his legs every so often. How desperate could he make you? How much would you sacrifice at his altar just to get him to break?

The heat pooling inside you was starting to boil over. You were bored of teasing. Time to pull out all the stops. You took all of him into your mouth that you comfortably could. Your hand and head bobbed in time. You rubbed your tongue against the sensitive underside below the tip. Saliva and precum ran down from your mouth trickling down your hand getting between your fingers. 

Megumi attempted to hide his face twisting up in pleasure. He looked as if he was going to let out a plea. His whole body tensed up before relaxing again. He slumped into his chair and his eyes darkened losing the focus they had before. 

To add insult to injury at your first real attempt's defeat he shoved your head all the way to be face down in his pubes. 

You were now pinned in a chokehold with the controller in his hands resting atop your head. You're sputtering, swallowing around him desperately breathing through your nose. You were now the one doing your absolute best to make no noise. 

He let up. You whipped your head up and off of him immediately. An angry heat rained down your spine like lava when you saw the drunken blissed out look on his face. Megumi reached out with one hand and brushed your hair out of your face. 

Megumi could feel the sheen of sweat on his forehead. He wanted to go ahead and cum down your throat so bad. He was losing his composure more than he thought he would. The anger on your face made his cock twitch because he knew you were in too deep now to stop even if you wanted to. There was no way you were going to walk away from a game you started.You really had no other choice but to continue to serve him. It was delicious watching you playing a game just to lose.

You restarted slowly. Softly bobbing your head over just the tip. Circling your tongue around it. You could feel Megumi throbbing in your mouth. You could hear the game's sounds of gunfire and his friends talking, but to you, you were alone in this moment of just letting him soak in your mouth. You took his length all the way in and then let your teeth ever so lightly graze him as you brought your head back up.

Megumi's toes curled. He was white knuckling his grip on the controller in his hands. It took everything to not suck air in through his teeth. It was his turn to be angry. He should have known you'd pull some shit like this just to try and win. 

"I think I'm sensing some tension from MG" You could hear a voice ragging on Megumi. It gave you hope that you could get Megumi to embarrass himself in front of all his little Xbox friends. His determination to win was slowly being chipped away in the same way his need to cum was building up. Fuck, he might have begged to bust if he could. He was tired of being pent up this long. He just wanted the cord inside himself to snap. He wanted to pump his cum down your throat, he wanted to watch you gulping and choking trying to swallow it all. 

He was surrounded by the wet warmth of your mouth. Your tongue flexed against his dick putting pressure on it. He could feel the back of your throat bouncing against his tip. 

His thighs shook around you as he was trying with every ounce he could muster to keep any semblance of composure. 

Then you grabbed his balls and began to massage them. Megumi squeezed his eyes shut and grit his teeth. He sighed heavily, collapsing into his seat as you drank down his cum greedily. You smirked at a voice in his headset saying "ohh ho ho MG is maaad, let's fucking go!" 

Megumi turned his mic off and looked at you beautifully drained. "I won." you smiled, wiping the wetness off your face. "No I won, I didn't make a noise and the guys couldn't even tell. They think I'm angry." Megumi chuckled. "Sighing is a noise, Megumi" you chided. 

"No sighing is just like breathing." Megumi shook his head.

"Then what counts as a noise?" You crossed your arms at him.

"Mmm! Ohhhfuck" Megumi pretended to orgasm. It was disgustingly over the top. But you could feel yourself throbbing. You ripped your thoughts away from your untouched need.

"Those are words." You reengaged yourself in the argument.

"Mmm. Is mmm a word?" Megumi raised an eyebrow at you.

"You wanna know how you lost?" You teased, climbing into his lap. 

"How?" He asked, resting his forehead on your shoulder.

"You had to explain that you won." You laughed. He hoisted you up. He smiled, kissing you on both cheeks while carrying you over and setting you down on the bed.

"Whatever, take a nap and I'll take care of you later, I wanna stay on."

[hhhecates]

Okay, hear me out, I have this hc about inumaki that I need to share bc I like to make my thoughts everyone's problem,,,

What if inumaki knows sign language, he learnt it all by himself while growing up to be able to communicate with others (cause it's canon that amongst his family they communicate with their hearts, pliz i wanna cry). And well, he uses sign language mostly when he's out and about in his daily life cause man can't really be talking in onigiri ingredients to strangers. Thing is that with his friends, he doesn't really use it??? He's so so grateful that they manage to interpret what he means, it fills his heart with a new type of warmth when he literally speaks food but yūta nods along attentively, maki mostly rolls her eyes at his misplaced and quite sarcastic interjections (because you can feel the attitude coming from that tuna mayo sometimes), megumi never misses a beat and answers him right away and reader loves having conversations with him and ever so often asks inumaki his opinion on anything and everything and they just look at him with stars in their eyes as he rambles in ingredients.

Sometimes inumaki even relishes it, he likes leaving his friends hanging and arguing over what he says because he's just a fucking menace and he knows it.

But inumaki sometimes gets insecure, sometimes he does throw in a couple of signs hurriedly to make sure that he is understood, sometimes it's even mindlessly, signing his favourite words or the ones that he uses more often just because he is used to it. Some other times it can even be desperate, during fights against curses when he wished he could cry out his friends names but restrains himself because it's too dangerous, and then it's big, hurried and shaky motions, his hands trembling and eager to shout safety when his voice can't.

But inumaki never tells, never asks his friends to learn sign language for him, he doesn't want to burden them with that, so instead he limits his use of it around them as much as he can, because he knows they would pick up on it. He just knows by the way they always make sure never to speak over him or how they hush others whenever he does speak up.

What if reader notices anyways?? And it's not like the others don't care as much, they do, they really do. But maybe reader already knew a little sign language themselves, maybe they just like learning languages in general, maybe, just maybe, they find themselves looking at inumaki a little closer, a little more attentively.

And then reader decides to start learning sign language too. They watch videos, read articles, buy books (that they have to hide under their bed because inumaki is a nosy fucker with the people he's comfortable with, hell, I'm pretty sure reader has to erase their youtube history otherwise inumaki would quickly find out whenever they binge watch videos together). And at the beginning it's hard, it's so hard learning on their own, and it's hard also for them to restrain themselves from using it around inumaki, from asking him if they're signing correctly and wondering if inumaki could teach them all of his favourite words. But they manage to keep their mouth shut, to wait until they get better so that they are sure they could have an actual conversation without inumaki having to worry about using words too complex for reader to understand.

But then, it's yūta finding reader one afternoon while they're struggling, borderline crying, over compounding and reduplicating and sentence structure and it's all getting to their head so they're  f r u s t r a t e d. And yūta, like the absolute fucking sweetheart he is, he immediately offers to help them and ofc bby wants to learn too cause inumaki is his bestfriend too >:/

And please, I just know that these two would end up dragging the entirety of Jujutsu High in their plan and teach all of them sign language.

JUST IMAGINE, study nights in reader's dorm room, with snacks and energy drinks cause they gonna need them for sure, yūta and reader are teaching the others with like 12 different books strewn all over the floor, 3 different videos playing in the background and it's so damn chaotic. Megumi is probably a natural cause he already uses hands gesture to evoke his shikigami, so he can remember hand signs very easily and can do them so cleanly while like nobara and yuji be struggling and just yell at fushiguro cause "it's not fair" and "he has an advantage". Panda is there just to support them cause he can't really sign with his paws, but he just manages to instill more chaos by teasing and poking fun at Maki (poor girl has zero patience).

And gojo would 100% join them just to sprinkle more chaos and be the absolute menace that he is. (But lowkey he wants to learn too ofc).

And ofc, they're probably so outwardly secretive about it that inumaki notices it right away and he just has to be a nosy little shit about it (cause how dare they leave him out of it) so one night he quite literally bursts into reader's room only to find Maki and Itadori yelling over "how the fuck non-manual modifiers work" and Gojo and Nobara laughing their asses off and making jokes about their awful awful hand coordination, reader and Yūta are probably so fucking done, Panda is enjoying them freaking out like it's the last season of his favourite tv show.

And it's honestly hilarious how quickly they fall silent in complete and utter horror at the sight of inumaki standing there.

And then they all kind of fumble around and try to greet inumaki and like introduce themselves or say something in sign language one by one bc that's what they had been preparing for, right?? And it's probably so messy but inumaki doesn't give a fuck and then, he just starts crying.

Prob they take it the wrong way too, and they all start panicking, but he is quick to try and reassure them, hands shaky by how overwhelmed he is, that warm feeling he had learnt to associate to his friends is back, but tenfold, and it makes his cheeks burn and a smile so big break on his face. And then he signs back "hi everyone, I'm Inumaki Toge".

[tallaroo]

I challenged myself to try and mimic the style and designs of seven different artists. And what better subject to draw than technoblade who has some of the most varied designs.

Each artist's style proved to have its own challenges and I've learned a lot of new techniques while I studied them, some which I might even start incorporating into my own art moving forward.

This was very fun to do, thank you to the artists who volunteered (and to those who got selected out of the blue). Please go check out everyone here, they are all extremely skilled and cool people.

Artists featured:

@casboar

@altadoodler

@nachosforfree

@sapphic-omen

@insyndiar

@angst-and-fajitas

@syntiment

↓  Close ups of each and added commentary below the cut ↓

Casboar was the first one I tackled and I may or may not have had a mild breakdown having to remember how to digitally paint people. But being able to keep in some of my construction lines helped in figuring stuff out. Their Techno design is very fun to draw, big fan of the dad bod.

Alta's style intimated me a lot going in due to the more stylized 'cartoonish' feel and the fact that I had to use a brush I'm not as familiar with. But after I finished the sketch I knocked out the lineart in a few minutes and it was easy sailing from there. His stye was actually really fun to draw in once I got comfortable, good shapes there.

Going into this I was the most anxious to draw in this style, I was extremely worried I'd butcher the lineart. But similar to Alta, after I doodled for a bit I was able to get into a good flow and knock this one out pretty quickly. I also had to improvise on the brush since I don't actually have any pixely brushes.

This was the first style to be really challenging. I couldn't find a brush that fit right and all of my sketches were too similar to how I normally draw. So I ended up sitting on their blog and staring at their art for a few hours until I finally pushed myself to start. I probably stayed a little too close to the original sketch since there's definitely some messy parts.

This is the one I procrastinated on. Syn's way of shading/lighting is so cool looking but also terrifying when I remembered I had to do it. I had to alter the sketch several times and marked out where the highlights and shades were going to go. I definitely could have pushed the colors more for better contrast but I got to the point where I was too scared to keep working on it in fear of messing something up.

Realism has never been my strong suit and this is the one I'm the least happy with. Emma's art style kind of reminds me of d&d art and I tried to channel that when drawing but the sketch was too close to how I normally draw and the lineart got messy as a result of that. I should have pushed the value in the shading too but same with Syn's it just got to a point where I was too scared to keep messing with it.

I decided to go monochrome for Syntiment. It looked better that the colored version I did and also I think it just makes stand out more there were also a lot more references to work with. Unfortunately long hair is my enemy, I struggle a lot in drawing it and I had like three layers of sketches just for the hair. I also drew this and Emma's back to back so if they look similar no they don't