#look i can't sew ok 😅

[misslisamiray]

Yesterday started off pretty shitty. First off, I didn't bring my Rick Bear with me to the blood center because it looked like it was going to rain more & I didn't want to risk him getting damaged. Adding insult to injury (or rather, the other way around judging by my sunburn 😅) the rain stopped & the sun came out in full force. So I could have definitely brought him.

Then the blood center was... not successful. More about that later maybe. At least the bruising is super minimal, & since they weren't able to get anything out of me, there's no deferral time.

But my day started to get better with the news there's FINALLY a release date for the RaM anime. I'm so excited for that, and it's just over a month away now! Then I decided to take a walk to the Goodwill about a mile away, and look!

After having zero luck finding anything at two Savers near me, I now have the start of my Rick cosplay!!! Yes, I got both shirts, but the first is the one I'll be using.

[fantomette22]

What are some of your favorite Gehrman head-canons my friend? ^-^

Hiii !!!! Smiley Anon!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ (sorry I am doing too much?? 😅 always a pleasure to see you're still around friend ♥️ I don't remember if you have an account but don't hesitate again to come talk it wouldn't be a pb for me!)

Oh dear you shouldn't ask me about Gehrman's headcanons without being precise my brain is a constant brainrot of those ideas XD (and I can't choose)

Well I was gonna put a giant list but wait you ask about my favorites right??! i... don't know 😰 I'm really bad at choices 💀 But hey I'm gonna try! (+ had a giant list) I promise not real angsty or sad ones because I'm in the mood for happy things now! ✨

But first well I'm going to link my backstory headcanon for him and the last headcanons list I share for him in an ask game (it's going to be really similar that's why)

If I really had to choose one... well I would say he made the small hair ornament.

And that he made the mercy blade (it was his secondary weapon : in bloodborne we can wield 2 weapons and 2 firearms so...) and passed it down later to the first official hunter of hunter's.

Now here's some put randomly, hope you enjoy! :

He had a few class at Byrgenwerth, didn't go far in the studies but still and have a few classes with Laurence XD

Then he became Byrgenwerth's groundskeeper (employee #1)

he help Willem?/Laurence? to make the gold pendant by potentially making/finding the gold blood gems.

Specialist to hang out looking at the moon at 2am (I mean Caryll too. Byrgenwerth campus was a mess at times)

the big bro of the group!

Of course he love flowers and weapons too! He could speak about hours of it! he's not real social but really cultivate he compensate with his close friends.

With Maria (and a bit caryll & maybe Rom??) they were in charge of cultivate the first Lumen flowers they bring back from Loran.

Part of the siderite use for his weapon and badge came from a meteorite he found when he was little.

yes he knew quite some stuff in astronomy, anatomy & geology (because I say so)

he got inspired by the undead alive giant "arms" for the burial blade.

His name originated from you know the cut content cainhurst knight missing a leg with a spear on a monster horse (kinda look like the tree sentinel in elden ring)

he could had become knight for Cainhurst but he politely declined

About his scarf I fall in love with a friend's version : Maria give it to him as a present. Alternatively it was from his family.

Yeah he had way too much version of the "how to pick up fair maiden books" (the church had them first!) because a few person give it to him or the workshop or it was to other hunters lol. Maybe it's just cool action novels too

He know how to played cello

he make great tea. And good food too

Ok so when he was older (after Maria passed away/before the dream and all) he got a dog! A white female wolfhound that hunt alongside him for years.

+ Sewing :

Of course he had dolls and made clothes for some plushies when he was little. he couldn't do really detailed broderies but sew clothes wince he was young.

He sew back hunter's clothes who were damaged

He made hats for his friends for a Christmas or smt

Well he made the doll clothes but the one the doll wear or a precedent version of the made it for Maria. Or at least he made the red neckerchief!!

Probably design/made at least 1 church outfit or accessories

Of course the charred hunter set is from him??

This man can fix almost anything! (Like weapons)

He don’t need a lot of sleep it’s crazy but when he’s in deep sleep just talking doesn’t work you need to move and push him

His cane is a little trick weapon too. A simple yet cool and fancy sword cane.

Update : omg i forgot to said he made little wood animals figures for his friends! (And more complexe one too!)

And I think I should stop here. That's already a lot of ideas just put randomly here. I probably forget a few and it's the happy ones here mostly. Sorry if you wanted smt way simpler and shorter I got motivated wanting to share headcanons, thanks again and I hope you enjoyed 😅

[theluckywizard]

HI LUCKY the ambient sounds/music you suggest while reading your fics is very cool, how do you decide which tracks to add? do you listen to them while writing and then just add them in? ✨

Ohhh thank you for the question, Rowan! STRAP IN I have been a movie score nerd since I was a teen (oboe-playing band geek to boot) and I used to pop in a few different soundtrack CDs into my old Macintosh Performa in the 90s and loop certain tracks that set a mood while I wrote fantasy nonsense. SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE.

I'm always scouting and scouring for new tracks. Anytime I hear something evocative, I throw it in my long fic playlist. When it's time to 'score my chapter' I will go through and pick songs from that list that fit. Oftentimes there's a scene where I don't have something that fits and then I will spend altogether too much time looking for the exact right thing (usually resulting in finding a bunch of great tracks). Here are some of my favorite tracks for favorite moments in my fic! Lorne Balfe - Meeting with the King - Churchill OST This is a theme I use frequently in my fic and there are a few variations in the soundtrack with slightly different moods like A Cottage by the Sea and Back to London. It's a great contemplative, angsty, low key song without distracting musical moments that will interrupt a reader's flow. I used this for instance when Cullen reveals to Rose that he'd quit Lyrium and then again when she returns from Crestwood hoping to rekindle things after they'd blown up so spectacularly.

Rachel Portman - Sewing and Archery - Emma OST Look sometimes you just need a mischief track! This one captures an edge of comedy and cheekiness that was perfect for the scene where Vivienne presumes to approach Rose about the matter of contraception not long after she's made Inquisitor. She gifts her a Theodosian nuvaring made of fade-touched nevarrite. Rose is mortified and fascinated all at once. Max Richter - The Wanderer - Ad Astra OST Another similarly angsty, contemplative theme but I find this one to be more hopeful in tone. Since I have two ships I tend to use this one more with Hawke and Rose. It's the track I use for the moment after the first time Rose sleeps with Hawke where she is kind of grappling with whether she should be involving herself with Hawke. Scott Buckley - Artemis (no soundtrack this guy just churns out one off tracks that SLAP) This is the perfect most ultimate track for closing the breach. It's tense and builds into this kind of awe-inspiring crescendo over the course of several minutes. I LOVE IT SO MUCH, especially for a scene where nobody knows if they're going to succeed in closing the Breach, least of all Rose who is being rapidly consumed by the spreading anchor. Tony Anderson - Arpege - Nuit SMUT TRACK SMUT TRACK. This is one I used for the first time Rose and Hawke hook up. It's got that sense of urgency, passion and 'this might be a bad idea but i'm doing it anyway' energy. It's a great track on its own, but I can't not think of that first time when I hear it LOL

Johann Johannsson - Hammers and Nails - Arrival Soundtrack ok one more because sometimes you need CREEPINESS. The eerie calm where something is wrong but you're not sure what yet. This is the track I used when Cullen and Rose realize there's an impending attack on Haven. Riders have rushed in from both outer check points to report into Cullen and they have to ring the alert bell. Ughh, this track is so good. Anyway, thank you for coming to my TED Talk about using music in fic. 😅

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🦊Being Inarizaki's Manager 🦊

Manager Has a Secret Partner

Inarizaki x Female Manager

Warnings: minor Swearing

AN: This is an Anon request! I'm doing a female manager with a male partner for this one just because I can imagine Atsumu just losing his ever loving mind 🤣

Please Like, Reblog and/or Share to help support my writing 🌠

First off, YN you owe them nothing 🗣

They all know this

Correction: everyone BUT Atsumu knows this

Sure they will be jealous but they will respect you

I think we all see why you don't want to tell anyone

I meam, look at what you deal with every single day YN 😮‍💨

It's exhausting

Plus you like to keep somethings to yourself

So when the Captain of the baseball team asks you out, you go

He's very much your type and very much not Atsumu 🤣

He doesn't mind keeping your relationship on the down low

You have alot of classes together which makes it easy to see each other

You have the same friend group so you eat together daily 😊

It's honestly a pretty awesome system

Now before you say anything, I think the third years might have an idea that you are dating someone

They can't be positive but at the same time, you are often the discussion of their daily chats 😅

"You really think YN is with someone?"- Aran

"I see her with the baseball captain all the time. I mean they never kiss or anything but still"- Michinari

"Well I mean it doesn't impact her job as our manager so does it really matter?"- Omimi

They all agree, it doesn't

However, "all" in this situation does not include the 2nd years 🙃

Please Atsumu flirts with you daily and you just wave him off

"Come on YN, just give in and go out with me already?"-

"Absolutely not"- you 😐

"YN come on! How awesome would it be for the manager to date the setter? Pretty freaking awesome"- Atsumu, hyping himself up

"I think it would be cool for YN to date the middle blocker"- Suna 😏

"YN should choose who she wants to date"- Atsumu

You 👉🏻🤨

"I'm pretty sure if you were the last man left on earth, YN would take her chances alone"- Osamu

Please you tow high five 🙏🏻

I know it's the prayer emoji but it's gonna be high five ok 🤣

Honestly your work as Inarizaki's Manager is so freaking exhausting 😓

So exhausting your boyfriend has started to notice

"Yn they are running you ragged"- your amazing bf

"Nah this is just how it goes. Besides, it's not the team that's running me, it's Atsumu"- you

"Do you want me to talk to him?"- your bf

You 👉🏻😅 no-

There is enough drama on the team, we don't need more ok 🤚🏻

However that's about to change 🙃

Because low and behold, it's your 6 month anniversary with your boyfriend

You've decided you're going to go out to eat after your practices end

Unfortunately for you, since you have an amazing boyfriend but also can't have nice things, he decides to surprise you by picking you up

Now to be clear, it's not that you don't want people to know about your relationship

It's simply EASIER for them to just not know 😅

However, you are YN and you are in my headcannons

Which means I get to make your life miserable 🙌🏻

You are filling up water bottles when you hear

"What the hell are you doing here?"- Atsumu, yelling at someone

You tighten the cap and rush out to sew your boyfriend squaring off the Atsumu

😃 crap-

"Bf name, what are you doing here?"- you

"I came to surprise you but it seems like someone wants to pick a fight"- your boyfriend

"You do realize baseball isn't a sport you play in a gym right? Or don't any of you have brains?"- Atsumu, mocking your boyfriend

"Enough Atsumu, stop! Ill be done with practice soon then we can go to dinner"- you, trying to gain control

"Go to dinner? What the hell YN? I've asked you to dinner no less than 10 times and you've always said no"- Atsumu

Please Osamu, Ginjima and Suna (with camera) have all gathered round 😅

Kita, Aran, Michinari and Omimi are all hanging back

You know- observing 👀

"Atsumu that's enough"- Kita

"You've been hitting on my girlfriend?"- your boyfriend now squaring off with Atsumu

"You bet I have- wait 🤨 girlfriend?"- Atsumu now looking at you

You 👉🏻👀😗🎶

"Yeah YN's been my girlfriend for 6 months now. She didn't want to tell you because she knew you'd pull this crap Atsumu"- your Boyfriend

By now, Atsumu is glaring at you 😑

You are just like 😱 would you look at the time ⌚️

Please Suna has moved to get a better angle 🤣

"YN are you really dating him? The badrba captain really?"- Atsumu, now being dramatic 🙄

The jig is up YN just admit it

"Yes Atsumu"- you, sighing in defeat

"*GASP* YN HOW COULD YOU?"- ATSUMU

"😐 you're making it a bigger deal than it is"- you

"HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME LIKE THAT?"- Atsumu, now drastically crying

"God you are so dramatic"- Osamu rolling his eyes

"Who had YN for this week's betrayal bet?"- Ginjima

"I did!"- Aran raising his hand

"Damn I was sure it would have been Suna again"- Michinari

Atsumu is just standing 🧍‍♂️ there like 👁👄👁

"Oh please like we don't go through this all the time Atsumu"- you

"Yeah it's like a drama fest every day with you"- Omimi

"ME- YN IS THE ONE THAT BETRAYED US"- Atsumu

"No she didn't betray anyone"- Suna

Please your boyfriend is just standing 🧍‍♂️ there like 👉🏻 😃 this is the weirdest team ever, I gotta get YN out of this

"I'll be done in a few. Wanna wait here?"- you kissing your boyfriend cheek

"Sure"- him still confused

Please Atsumu will stare at him the entire time

You should know by now YN, managing Atsumu Inarizaki is never going to be easy 😅

[juletheghoul]

I can't even form a coherent thought right now but I'm going to try to push through the multitude of emotions I'm feeling at the moment. Ok ok ok, picture this...

Max would never, ever, look at another woman. Ever. But you do always remind him to be nice to the people in town so they don't suspect anything. And one time, this young woman comes up to him and tries to get his attention (idk what), and he really wants nothing more than to stare at her in disgust and tell her to leave him be, but he remembers what you always tell him so he begrudgingly smiles and tries to keep his answers curt and neutral so he doesn’t upset you….but you misunderstand. You can’t focus on the list of things you want to buy at the market today because you notice how sweet and flirty he’s being with her (he really isn’t though) and without much thought, you pack up and leave without telling him anything. Max gets home not too long after you and he’s about to ask you why you left him but he takes one look at you and sees that something is off. And I will let you take over the rest because I might not be able to shut up if I keep going. 😅🥵

babe♥️♥️♥️ you are a literal source of inspiration for Maxxy, I hope you like this!💋

Smut under the cut

word count- 1.8k 😅

Pairing: Max x F!Reader (witch) set in the world of Domum

Warnings: **TRIGGER WARNING** blood talk, of a sexual nature, SLIGHT angst, language, oral sex - female receiving, PIV sex (wrap it up), body worship, supernatural elements

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“Max, be nice.”

Her voice was ringing in his ear as the young woman spoke to him with a smile.

I am trying my love, as soon as you’re done in that shop we will be on our way home.

He reigned in all of the contempt he had for these people and put on his most charming smile and humoured her.

She flirted shamelessly, and although in his mind he was imagining all the ways in which he’d have drained her in another life - he kept the friendly smile in place.

-

“Many thanks again Mrs. Clifton, I really must be on my way.” You tried for the third time to leave. This time - you were blessedly successful - practically running out before she decided to get into another sewing pattern with you.

Max is going to have my head for making him wait so long just to buy more thread-

You spotted him then, not 50 paces away smiling wide for one of the pretty maids that worked at the inn. She twirled her hair and looked up at him through wide eyes and it shocked you to see him engrossed in their conversation. It froze you in place, the look of hunger in his eyes - whether it was for her body or for her blood you couldn’t know; you didn’t want to know.

Instead you stood there, looking and feeling like a fool as your great love - openly lusted for another woman, a girl no less.

It was in you to curse and scream, to march over there and make him feel how much this hurt. How fucking angry he’d made you. It was in you to cause a scene and destroy everything in your path, but it fizzled out when he laughed lightly.

Am I not enough for you anymore? Have you tired of me?

You couldn’t watch anymore, and so you didn’t. Instead you slunk away - tail between your legs, back to your cottage. The tears flowed freely as you walked the short distance home, trying with all your might to control yourself - trying and failing. At first it was a sprinkle of rain - your hurt was getting the better of you, it was getting harder and harder to stop your frustrations manifesting themselves through the weather.

Stop this. Just get home, and cuddle Ambrose.

You made it just before it really started coming down and did just that; picked up your cat and got into bed.

-

He glanced into the shop briefly only to find it empty and without so much as wave goodbye he followed her scent. She had just been here, how had he missed her? He felt something then, an electricity in the air, smelled the rain and her tears and he rushed home, barely caring if anyone saw him move that quickly. By the time he made it there, the rain was coming down in sheets and he couldn’t help but wonder if she’d gotten hurt.

“My love? Where have you gone? Are you okay?” He heard the sniffles from the door and was at her side within a moment. “Are you hurt?” He held her hand in his and knew by the look on her face that it was something to do with him.

“Do you love me still Max? Be honest - has your eye wandered?” Her voice was thin and reedy and had he not been so shocked at how these thoughts could ever cross her mind he might have laughed.

“I mean this in the sweetest way possible - have you gone mad?” His voice was incredulous, how could she- it came to him then. The foolish girl from the market, she must have seen and misinterpreted. “Did you see me speaking to the girl in the market?” He asked softly, not wanting to upset her. The rain was pounding against the windows and he saw the tears flow freely on her pretty face.

“I saw the way you looked at her Max, just tell me the truth-“ He brought his hand up to her face to wipe them away before climbing into the bed with her, not before Ambrose scurried away.

“What you saw was me attempting to be nice. I want you to look into my eyes, look into my heart and know the truth of my words. I do not desire anyone else.” He put her hand up to his chest. There was no heartbeat for her to feel but he knew she didn’t need it. “For as long as you'll have me, I am yours. No matter who speaks to me, no matter who is around.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead, letting her bury her face into the crook of his neck after.

“Do you swear?” She spoke into his skin and it hurt him to imagine how much it must have hurt her to imagine he was tired of her.

“Yes, forever.” He held her then, letting her take whatever time she needed.

-

The rain slowed when you stopped crying, but it didn’t stop. He said the words and you believed them wholeheartedly, but the feeling didn’t go away. It kept replaying over and over, the thought that not today, but perhaps one day he might grow tired of you. Might outgrow this cottage and this life that you’ve built for yourselves.

You knew he could sense it, could feel that although yes you did understand that it had just been a misunderstanding - it didn’t just magically make everything better. He stayed close and reassured you with and without words. He made you your favourite tea, he read aloud from your favourite book. His voice lulling you into an uneasy comfort. Most of all however, he was physically present with you.

His hand was on your shoulder as you drank. His legs were tangled with yours while he read, his lips on your temple as he spoke of his travels and of every trivial little thing he could think of to make you smile.

When it got a little darker, he lit the fire within your hearth - bringing light and warmth into your space. Eventually though - he knew even all of this wasn’t enough.

“Will you stand for me?” He reached for you, pulling you out of the bed when you reached back and wordlessly began to undress you with reverent hands.

Quietly and with great care, he unbuttoned every button, untied every lace pulling off every single garment. He pressed his lips to every inch of skin he exposed, as though maybe his feelings could be passed through the act and it tugged at your heartstrings each time.

Your hands found themselves in his hair as he kissed your belly - your hips - your sternum. It wasn’t sexual until it was. The moment - although still sweet - shifted towards something akin to worship when his fangs brushed against your breast. His eyes found you - searching for the answer to his wordless question. Yes.

He sunk his teeth in shallowly and waited for the drop to run before following the trail back up with his tongue. He tasted you wherever he could reach, pulling you down onto the bed underneath him, spreading you out onto your bed like some rich feast.

He never let the pain of the bite linger, he never drank a full mouthful. He teased himself as well as you, only ever giving himself a drop of you - savouring it.

Your sex clenched when he bit at your nipple, when he bit your lip and you tried to pull him into the cradle of your hips but he stopped you.

“I would like to take my time with you my love, worship you as you deserve.” He kissed you after, letting you taste the truth of his words and continued his slow descent towards the place you wanted him the most. He opened your legs with the breadth of his shoulders and instead of diving in like he usually did he was deliberate with his movements. He parted you with his fingers, dipping them into your heat. Testing your desire for him.

Your cunt wept for him, and he pulled the strings of your arousal out to taste. It heated your blood, made you squirm - he put a hand on your belly to keep you still while he looked at his leisure.

“Do you think I could ever desire another?” He kissed at your mound, his hands rubbing lovingly at your inner thigh. “Do you not feel my devotion for you, my love?” He licked at your sex slowly, an open mouthed kiss to the center of you and you couldn’t speak. The anticipation of it had you close to the edge of the abyss and you needed the push he gave so willingly.

“Yes Max- I feel it.” You breathed the words out, trying vainly to move yourself closer to his mouth. He saw your need and he relented, his tongue gathered your slick and with practised ease - he had you floating away in your bliss. He didn’t relent, didn’t let your legs close around him and before you could come down from your high he was spearing into you with two thick fingers.

“Look at me.” His voice was soft, but commanding and you couldn’t help but obey - his gaze held yours and then his tongue found you again. He wound that coil within your belly so quick, so skilled was he with his tongue that your climax hit you once more and this time he moaned at the feel of it.

There was sweat beading on your skin as you lay there boneless from his ministrations, you watched him with a dreamy expression as he finally shed his layers, showing you that golden skin you loved so much. His cock was hard and your mouth watered at the sight of it, hoping for a moment that he’d let you worship his body as he’d been worshipping yours but he positioned himself between your legs, spreading you open wide for him.

“I want to taste you now Max.” You spoke as he kissed your neck, as his fangs piercing your vein before closing it.

“Another time, I am too eager for you.” He entered you in one smooth motion, pulling a gasp out of you with the delicious stretch of it. He groaned at the feeling of being surrounded by you, his forehead resting against yours as he moved in a steady rhythm. Your legs sat high on his hips - locking on his lower back and with the way he was breathing, with the way he thrust harder and harder - you knew he wouldn’t last. The sounds of your love were obscene, the wet suck of your cunt loud within the little space.

He took your hand in his and licked your fingers, moving it quickly down to your clit and it thrilled you to no end.

Wordlessly you worked in tandem, the glide from your movements coupled with his had you falling over the edge once more, clenching around him - milking him of his pleasure.

He collapsed onto you, his breathing erratic - another small bite at your shoulder - another drop of you before all was quiet.

“I love you.” He said the words, with his mouth and with his body - of this you no longer had any doubts.

“I know Max, I love you too.”

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Tagging some people I think might be into this:

@foli-vora @wheresarizona @frannyzooey @pintsizemama @anaaaispunk @sherala007 @ezrasbirdie @keeper0fthestars @literallydontlook @just-here-for-the-moment @absurdthirst