#miss you all and hope you're okay

[dxckgrxsonx]

💫 WIP Game 💫

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Tagged By: @qcomicsy (thank you, my love!)

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My WIP’s: Note: Some of these range from almost finished, to a couple paragraphs, to just a few sentences.

Jason Todd x Reader:

Dickpic!Jason x Reader (Part 12)

Quiet Realisations (Part 3)

Between His Teeth (Smut - No plot, Jason x Biting, that’s it)

Turn me On (Mini Series: you know that reddit thread titled ‘what did your friend do that accidentally turned you on?’. Yeah. That)

Gunpowder Petals

Backdraft

Hit My Limit

Joined at the Wrist (!!!)

Violence as a Language (Jason x Enhanced!Reader // Healing Abilities)

Currently Untitled (Smut - Sex Pollen)

Currently Untitled (AK!Jason x Medic!Reader)

Smaller WIP Ideas:

Manhandling w/Jason

Complete Annihilation (Reader gets kidnapped ft, Jason’s reaction/rescue)

Challenge Accepted (!!!)

Dick Grayson x Reader

Caught in the Crossfire

Takedown

This was Supposed to be Casual

Exbf!Dick x Reader

Mean!Dick x Reader

Smaller WIP Ideas:

Competence (He has a thing for people who just get shit done)

Apologise (Smut - Dom Vibes)

Koriand’r x Dick Grayson x Reader

Atmospheric Disturbances

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Wow. Okay so. Wasn't expecting to have so many.

ALSO! Hi guys!! It's been a while huh? Turns out I haven't been experiencing writers block. It's been depression. Yuck.

Motivation is slowly coming back so should hopefully be posting things again soon. I need to flex my writing fingers a little so if I start posting complete garbage then please forgive me!!

Little bit of a sidenote: I'm going on a night out with friends tonight, (One of them is playing in a band so we're going to support him). So if I start drunkenly posting nonsense I'm NOT SORRY. That's a problem for tomorrow me.

If any of you want a more in-depth look at any of these, shoot me an ask 💕

[silenzahra]

Hey there! 🙋‍♀️

Don't know if you've noticed, but I've been away for a couple of days and it's because what I mentioned here has finally happened: I moved! 😄🥳💃

It's taken longer than expected, but this is gonna be my second night in my new home (which is actually my dad's place), and everything's going amazingly well right now! 😊 I have my own office to write and relax, and I'm still adapting to my new routine and such, but this place is giving me what I needed (not only my own space but also peace and silence), and I get along pretty well with my dad.

Also, I get to spend some more time with my boy Mauri since he lives with my dad, but I have to admit... I miss my boy Baloo so so much 🥲 We've both gotten used pretty quickly to each other's presence, as my mom told me he was also looking for me at her place even though I've only been away for one day... I know this is gonna sound weird, but I think I'm gonna have a harder time getting used to not living with Baloo than with my mom 😅

I'm glad I still get to see him of course (and my mom too lol), and he usually spends a couple nights a week at my dad's, so there's that at least. I'll get to live with both my boys even if just a couple times per week, but honestly, considering all I've gained from the change, I really can't complain.

Anyways! I've been away these past days because I really didn't have the time nor the energy to be online in general (a move is EXHAUSTING), but hopefully this weekend I can slowly start to catch up with everything I've missed these days. I hope you're all doing fine, dear friends 💖

Also, if everything goes well, I might bring a little surprise very soon 🤭

See you all real soon! Love ya! 💖

[shuploc]

I will be posting a little Astarion piece later today! 🤗

[deoidesign]

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[savventeen]

places we've been torn (i'm always, always yours)

pairing: soonyoung x gn!reader rating: T wc: ~1k summary: you and soonyoung have been lying together for who-knows how long now, going back and forth asking each other about the various scars you both have. the stories have been mostly silly or stupid (or both), but it's as the night is winding down that soonyoung asks about the one scar with a story you're not sure you're ready to share. warnings: scars, mentions of suicide, past near-attempted suicide (reader) tags: fluff and angst, angsty fluff, reader is in a good place now but there was a time when they weren't, and soonyoung has to take some time to process that fact, i think this is still very soft??? despite the subject matter, but please please please be careful friends a/n: this is for @diamondyjh as part of my emergency commissions and she requested angst to fluff (tho this turned into more angsty fluff than angst to fluff, but i hope you still like it) and the title is from always by switchfoot

You're not sure the last time you felt so content.

At the moment, you and Soonyoung are curled up on his bed over the covers, feet tangled together and heads sharing the same pillow. The past few hours you've spent just laying there and talking, mostly asking about each other's scars but drifting off to other topics as well. For the past ten minutes or so, it's been quiet, the two of you simply enjoying each other's company.

Everything about this moment is warm — from the way his hands hold one of yours and press a kiss to your palm to the way your heart feels like it's melting in your chest and spreading all the way to the tips of your toes.

"What about this one," he murmurs into the silence, rubbing his thumb slowly over the soft skin of your wrist. "It's so tiny; I never noticed it before."

And the scar in question is tiny, smaller than a grain of rice, nestled right in the center of your wrist.

The story behind it, though, is so much bigger.

For the first time all night, your first instinct is to lie — to make something up and brush it off and clutch at the secret you've kept tucked away in your chest for so, so long. Excuses like oh, it's no big deal - it's nothing - I don't even remember all sit ready on the tip of your tongue. But you bite them back.

You stare at Soonyoung, marveling at how soft he looks in the warm lamplight — trusting the small but fervent corner of your quickly-beating heart begging you to be completely honest for once in your life, whispering that you can trust him with this.

He keeps tracing his thumb in gentle arcs across your skin, and you breathe in — slow — breathe out — steady.

“It’s from a knife,” you say at last, calm, and not at all like this is the first time in the ten years since it happened that you’ve told anyone. A buzzing has started under your skin, anxiety humming through your veins at a frequency you’re sure Soonyoung must be able to hear.

But he just wrinkles his brow in adorable confusion, lower lip jutting out just enough to form a soft, worried pout. “A knife?”

“Yeah.”

You can trust him with this.

You gulp and bite the bullet. “I was sixteen and... and I came really close to killing myself.”

A beat, and the world stops.

Your breath feels trapped in your lungs as you watch him blink, his thumb freezing as he processes your words. And for a moment, his face is blank.

But Soonyoung has always worn his heart on his sleeve, and you can easily read the emotions that start flashing across his face. First, a silent shock that bleeds into disbelief. His eyes find yours, searching, searching, yearning to find a falsehood somewhere in your words — a soft kind of horror dawning like a rain-soaked morning as realization sets in.

His grip on your wrist tightens, fear and worry evident in the way he takes a deep, steadying breath, and he pulls your hand to his chest and clutches it there, almost desperately. His other hand reaches out to cradle your face, stroking reverently, even as his exhale is shaky. It doesn't seem to be enough, though, because a moment later, he's scooting forward the foot of space between you and bringing your forehead to his. You lay like that for a moment, two, and then he's pulling you closer still, tucking your face into the crook of his neck and shoulder so that he can wrap his arms around you and squeeze.

You squeeze back, telling him with everything but your words that I'm not gone, I'm still here. I'm here, I'm here, I'm here. You let yourselves have this moment, burying yourself into his embrace as he holds you like you'll disappear if he lets go.

"I'm okay, Youngie," you murmur eventually.

His fingers curl into the back of your shirt. "But you weren't." His voice is a whisper, thick with the threat of tears. "You weren't okay."

You sigh, bringing one hand up to cradle the back of his head and gently scratch at his scalp. "No. No, I wasn't then. But that was a long time ago, now."

Between one blink and the next, he's pulling out of the embrace just enough to be able to cradle your face between his palms. He's staring at you with red-rimmed eyes, and you feel something crack in your chest.

"You'll tell me, right?" he asks. "If you're ever not okay again? You'll tell me, or someone, or—" He huffs a frustrated breath before pressing a gentle kiss against your forehead. For a moment that feels like your own eternity, he lingers there, lips against your skin — an invisible tattoo pressed into every thought floating around in your head. "Please promise me you'll tell someone, jagi."

"I will." You seal your vow with a kiss of your own pressed to his lips. "I promise."

And he must hear the truth of your words because you can feel the tension bleed out of him like he's a deflating balloon, and you deflate right along with him. You press another kiss to his lips, soft and chaste and full of all the reassurance you have.

"Hey, Youngie." You wait until he's looking at you, and then you let all of the warm, gooey feelings of hope and love and life bubble over into a beaming grin. "I love you, and I'm so happy that I'm here with you."

The smile he gives back could rival the sun's, you think.

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[taegularities]

hiiii guys 🤍

[sojourner-between-worlds]

"The truth is, I also wanted to see you change the future. But there wasn't enough time."

is far too potent a line to come from Yugioh

[moonchild-in-blue]

Willy, honey sweetie baby gravy, I love you tenderly but I'm not gonna reply to all of this bro. You've sent me over 30, baby 😭. My inbox is a mess as it is, please have mercy on my sick brain 💙🤧😷

[ame-to-ame]

there are things that you don't do for a year or more and pick up just right where you left off and these days i fear loving you might be one of them

[rpmemes-galore]

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[deiscension]

Hey did you guys know that she

[jabeur]

on this topic, i suddenly remembered this gay person i knew some time ago who was like "why do you always assume men you like are straight you're acting exactly like straight people" and i saw their point but the thing is when a cishet person assumes everyone's straight it's bc of heteronormativity, when i assume men i'm interested in are straight i'm protecting myself from inevitable heartbreak and potentially dangerous situations by telling myself it's impossible anyway and to get over it <3

[dimiclaudeblaigan]

still love this line, still love this line coming from sylvain, still love the fact that it is always sylvain who talks abt being at dimitri's side, still love the fact that he gets these lines and in every route in both games is actually shown doing what he preaches and always being at dimitri's side, sometimes literally.

[monty-glasses-roxy]

24 (What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?) for Roxy

Thanks for copying the question here buddy I appreciate that a lot (I can't load the post on my phone or my own blogs at all still)

Uhhhh honestly, Roxy's pretty different to a lot of my usual other blorbos. I could compare her to Labrys from Persona 4 Arena in a sense that they're both robots with horrible trauma that have been forced to do things they wouldn't dream of doing otherwise, but that doesn't feel like a great comparison ngl

I could compare her to a lot of blorbos though. Like Bracken from Ni No Kuni 2, Unit #024 and Labrys from Persona 4 Arena, for being chronically underutilized by the devs. Maybe PURL from Kuni 2 but PURL feels more... Like an opposite to Mimic? The first attempt at sentient AI in that world, determined to answer the question of what colour is the sky for herself... Only knows a few things, a child her closest friend, and accidentally takes over the wholeass factory in her attempts to see the sky again after like a decade of being deactivated. And also because the devs couldn't think of anything interesting for a new Broadleaf area so they wanted to make sure you did the wholeass factory again for some fucking reason.

Ohhh then again, I was watching those clips last night and Toothless and Hiccup made me think of Roxy and Cassie in an AU kind of way. Mostly because of the dogisms I like to give Roxy and because of several AUs that are more in line with How to Train Your D/ragon... (Put a slash in it to make extra sure I don't end up in any searches for that) So maybe Toothless? Maybe not?

Honestly I don't think I've ever liked a character that has shown much interest in their appearance before. Maybe Erza from Fairy T/ail? Looks cool and could kill you but has zero braincells whatsoever? Also very traumatised? Koromaru from P3 cause his persona is Cerberus and Roxy is the Cerberus to Mimic? And I can see her running around with a knife in her teeth? I dunno man that's a tough question

Ohhh there was also Blaze from the Sonic games! Not because of Roxy specifically, but because in coming up with a horse for her, many of the ideas for it was giving my Blaze vibes lmao. She has a horse in the Olympic games and it's pure white with light purple tack and possibly eyes I don't remember so yeah that kept popping to mind in coming up with a horse nsjsdj

And I suppose my OC Zephyr somewhat reminds me of her. That whole universe I made was started when I got so deep into a Pupcakes/Roxica Pirates AU that I decided to make it a whole thing and Zephyr is who Roxy in the story became. I like Zephyr she's very cool and has become very distinct from Roxy, but her roots are still there, ya know? I'll always remember where she started.

Jsisjsi I could associate Roxy with Disney's Bolt too just cause he's a superhero dog and a funny lil guy. And for some reason one of the OST tracks for the DS game will plague my mind for the rest of my days. Even though I'm thinking of every track but that one right now. It's the one for Bolt's part of the... Something Temple level. Bolivia? Belize??? I think it has a B in it... But anyway yeah Superdog! Hooray!

P03 from Inscryption too but mostly because it's tech themed, and I had that old AU where I drew her as the Scrybe of Technology. Inscryption is incredible btw I fucking love it. I suck at it apparently though. I got to Act 2 and played a fucking beefed up Ouroborus in the first stage of P03's fight like "oh I've got this fucker now!!" No I did not. I absolutely did that. Stoatal misplay. Could not have fucked that up more lmao anyone that's played or seen this game will know exactly what ended up happening there nsjdjdi I FORGOT okay?? I forgot!!!

BACK ON TOPIC yeah Roxy's a pretty different character to the norm for me. Genuinely can't think of anyone that might be similar to her enough for them to remind me of her if I saw them again. Maybe if I went back and watched the old My Little Pony from the fucking 70s or whatever, but it would just be the standard stereotype of "all girls care lots about their appearance and gasp in horror if you dirty a pretty dress" probably. You know the one. I do my best not to humour that shit in my own Roxy interpretation but it's hard to forget that's absolutely where her written personality stems from :/

[loriane-elmuerto]

Just popping in to say that I'm still alive and that I see y'all tagging me in stuff, I really appreciate it <333

[opportunity-strikes]

Adventure Poll!

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Though plagued with many questions about today, what nags at your mind most is the person you left behind. In the strangeness of the fae realm you hadn't really noticed too much about them; thoughts and details had been slippery. Now though, thinking back, your memories solidify. Long, lithe limbs covered in pale birch-like bark, bright amber eyes with no irises. You remember a laurel of branches crowning their head, and hair like willow vines. You can't say you know much about denizens of fey realms... but maybe they were some kind of dryad?

You glance down at your wrist, remembering their crushing strength. The bruise left behind by their long fingers is darkening into an odd shape. You squint in the flickering light, and move over to the fireside for a better look. Mottled purple and brownish-yellows are blooming on your skin, but buried beneath them is something else. Your brow furrows as you twist your arm around. There's something like... a tattoo? It looks like a thorny vine wrapped around your wrist like a bracelet.

More questions spring to mind. You remember the emphasis of their words, how carefully they held your gaze when they grabbed your wrist. Who were they? What had they put on your wrist? Unbidden the image of them standing in front of the threshold peeking over their shoulder at you comes to mind. You're sure they had been smiling. You didn't see their mouth, but you can feel it in your bones somehow.

As your thoughts swirl around this topic, you suddenly notice that little heartbeat in your mind has... changed? There's no way for you to know how you know this, but it feels as though that tiny presence has... lifted its head to look at you? You have the distinct impression of being watched, but the sense isn't sinister. It feels more like someone heard a familiar name from across the room and is searching for the speaker. Upon this realization the feeling changes to something else: a beckoning.