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[monochrome-sunsets]

percy: i do see we are outside! what a wonderful surprise, mother. whatever are we- CAR!!!! CARCARCAR CARCAR CARCARCARCAR WE GO IN CAR???? CAR NOW CAR CAR RIDE CARCARCAR

[silverskye13]

I know you get so many asks about RnS so I wont say anything about it other than its amazing and I love getting my stupid little emails telling me you've updated.

What I want to say is the rest of your works oh my god. They're underappreciated in my eyes. Hound's Tooth is just soooo..... <333! You get Ren and Doc's characterizations and speech patterns down so well I forgot it wasn't just a retelling of canon events. A Vexing Situation is the same, with characterizations so utterly in character that I can envision the actual people saying the things. The way you write the fear and the actions and inner dialog leaves me breathless. And Queries. Genuinely one of my favourite fics of all time. Writing androids and AI's as machines with organic-like qualities/behaviours instead of people with machine qualities and behavours is something I rarely see, but always adore when it does come up, if that makes any sense.

Amazing authour, amazing artist! <33333

Ahh, thank you so so much for the kind words anon :'D I'm glad! You like all the various fics I've worked on! I have a lot of fun noodling around and exploring different ideas, and it's awesome to know those ideas are loved, and enjoyed, and-- yeah. Sorry, my brain is kind of soup today. Not the best with words. But thank you 💜

[seoness]

hello! just checking in and seeing how you’re doing? <333 hope all is well

Update on Yours Truly

So I've been on and off about posting anything about this. One reason is that I want my page to have ✨good vibes✨ and a place readers can indulge in some escapism, which is still a goal I hold.

The second reason is that I don't want the reason for me not posting to seem like "oh they're begging for compliments" or, even worse, discourage anyone from giving my writing any critique. Like, bisssh roast my grammar, characters, whatever. It's your god given right as a reader.

Finally, the cause of my hiatus is anxiety. Writing has usually never been affected by it, it has actually been my escapism. These last months have just been a bit heavier than usual. I used to write five pages in one sitting easily, but I write like a snail now. I am trying to overcome it and am taking steps to. It's improved somewhat, but I want to get a little more consistent before putting up larger works to avoid having a hiatus between every post. I can't give anyone the reason for my anxiety, because there is none. Like, I know my anxiety lies to me. Well... capitalism is wild, inflation is high and somewhere in Australia koalas are dying.

I guess I'm posting this because sweet people like you have reached out and wondered where I am and maybe someone who reads my stuff also struggles with anxiety. So... same hoe! We be alive, we be trying to thrive, anxiety can eat shit. And don't worry, I'm not giving up on any of my commitments or writing. If you've left a request for a fic, it shall be done... I just don't know when.

I only ask that you try not to be lenient when you else wouldn't be. I don't want a free pass. Critique me if you like, it's absolutely fine to be wanting updates. We all deal with shit. I am not pointing to my anxiety for it to be given room, I am pointing to it to show you how stupid it is. It's there. It won't go any time soon, but it's still stupid, and that's sorta okay. Just don't indulge my stupid, please? Also, this is just my want. I know fuck all how others with anxiety want to be treated.

Anyhow, it's amazing how lovely people have been to me on this page and on Ao3. I can say that two chapters for my Ao3 series are both 80% done so that's something. And of course, I am still a hoe for the Hound. Always will be.

Gods, just don't let my writing become as postponed as Winds of Winter. 🙏

[leviathans-watching]

hi!!!! i hope you’re having a fantastic day <333

can i request the brothers + solomon meeting mc’s younger brother? i would love to see what you come up with eek ur so creative

your writing is always so fun to read i have such an amazing time at 4am rereading a bunch of your fics it’s so great 🫶🫶

mc's brothers

including: your brothers & gn!reader, the obey me cast & gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

wc: .9k | rated t | m.list

a/n: i hope you enjoy! these brothers are based on mine so try to imagine dealing with this every day </3... my inbox is open to char, req, or leave feedback, so come say hi!!

please reblog

“everyone has to be on their best behavior,” you warn, hands on your hips. “you got that?”

“of course,” lucifer says smoothly. “when are they getting here?”

you check your phone; ever since your brothers had learned you were back from your exchange program they’d been hounding you to meet up. you’d finally accepted, but unfortunately, they’d been insistent on seeing your new place, as well as your new roommates.

growing up as a middle child between an older brother and a younger brother had meant that your life was never boring. you’d all been on your own long before you’d gone down to the devildom, but it had been heard not being able to see them at all and so apprehensive as you were about everyone meeting, you were also excited. you’d missed them.

“in like fifteen minutes,” you say, seeing the most recent text from your older brother pop up. “they’re not going to stay long, probably only for a late lunch, so we don’t have to prepare any guest rooms or anything.”

“what are your brothers like?” diavolo asks, leaning forward interestedly. “you never really talk about them.”

“why would i?” you return. “they’re… my brothers, i guess. annoying and stupid, but i love ‘em all the same. we’re all pretty close in age so we grew up together.”

“sounds like us,” asmo says, and you laugh.

“sort of! we never fought quite like you guys do, though. it could be bad, but not nearly as bad.” shaking your head with a laugh, you engage the boys in small talk until you see car pulling up in the long drive, undoubtedly your older brother’s.

“i’m going to go let them in,” you say, jumping up. “and like i said, best behavior!”

you welcome your brothers in directing them to leave their coats in the entryway.

“this house is huge,” your younger brother says, looking around. “how can you afford it?”

“don’t be rude, jackass,” your older brother says, slapping him on the arm. some things never change.

“shut up, both of you, and come meet everyone.”

introductions take a while, since there are so many people present. everyone had wanted to meet your family once they had learned that they were visiting, making it a whole thing.

“what’s your name, again?” your older brother asks, sizing up lucifer. across the room, your younger brother is being accosted by luke, who seems to have taken it upon himself to judge your brothers' characters. it’s cute.

once everyone is properly acquainted, you all sit down. your brothers pepper you with questions about your year, and you fill them in as much as possible without revealing anything you’re not supposed to. occasionally, one of the demon brothers pops in with an anecdote, usually embarrassing you in the process, but your brothers eat it up, returning with their embarrassing stories about your childhood. you’re getting betrayed by all sides!

the doorbell rings, doubtlessly the lunch you ordered - cooking for this many people would have been awful - and belphie goes to get it, accompanied, of course, by beel. you all move to the table and dig in.

“so, mc,” your older brother begins, and you know that tone. he’s going to cause some problems. “are you dating anyone?”

“come on,” you say, “even if i were, i wouldn’t tell you. we don’t need any bloodshed today.”

“aww, but it’s my job to protect my little siblings,” your older brother says. you reach over and shove at him, making him laugh.

“shut up.”

“i’ll bet you’re dating what’s his face,” your younger brother pipes up, pointing at solomon. “weird guys were always your type.”

solomon looks positively gleeful, not offended in the slightest, and you know that the situation’s going to spiral if you don’t get it under control.

“enough,” you demand. “both of you. unless you want me to tell everyone what happened when we went to the-”

“nope,” your older brother says quickly, recognizing where you’re going with your words. “i’m good.”

“we swore not to talk about that!” your younger brother exclaims, and you raise a brow.

“promises can be broken, so either let me tell the story or be quiet about my dating life.”

you stare each other down before your younger brother relents, cowed by the combined force of you and your older brother. everyone else sends you inquisitive looks, but since your brothers dripped it so will you. some secrets can remain secret among family, especially mortifying ones.

the rest of your time spent with everyone passes in peace, and all too soon, your brothers are packing up to leave.

“come again soon,” you say, giving your younger brother a stack of leftovers. “it was nice to see you.”

“nice to see you too, i guess,” you younger brother says, rolling his eyes faux-seriously. “don’t get into any trouble.”

“i can’t promise that,” you say, thinking about all fo the trouble you’ve been in in the past year and some months. “but i can promise i’ll get myself out of trouble.”

“bye,” your older brother says, pulling you into an awkward one-armed hug. “don’t let these people walk all over you, there’s something off about them, you know.”

“I’m fine,” you say. “they’re good people, so be nice.”

“if you say so,” your older brother agrees, making a show out of heaving a sigh. you smack his shoulder, shaking your head.

“get out of here, you too,” you say, and they leave. you wave as the car goes back out of the driveway, feeling tired but satisfied. you hadn’t ever considered bringing your two families together like this and were glad it had been a success.

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