#now i want you to know that in my sea of ideas i sketched 3 'throwaway' sketches of them dancing

[laxibbeb]

Merry Christmas to @iambutmortal!! I got to make a gift for you this year for the @acotargiftexchange! i had such a good time getting to know you for the past months 💕

when i tell you i had the biggest blast making this (even despite having to render hair 6 times) and i'm so excited i can finally show you!! the biggest tragedy about making art was a ban on any teasers 😫 i hope you enjoy and i wish you the most glorious holiday time! 🎄

(as i am insane, the piece is huge and it needs some close-ups)

[codnriddlewhore]

Don't do this | a Tom Riddle oneshot

A/N: HII soo this is my first attempt at fics, dont hesitate to say anything, good or bad

k have fun :))

tags: professor tom riddle/professor reader, marriage, angst, horcruxes, sorry if i forget any

wc: 1,584

They've been together, inseparable for 3 years, married for 2 and a half. 

Tom saw her as an equal as much as someone like him could, she entranced his very being. They talked about subjects he was interested in, in a very objective and intelligent way and he was in awe when he realised he found a match, someone that could understand his fascinations and obsessions. She mostly didn't share them but she was open, he could ask her at 2 in the morning which one of the unforgivable 

curses she'd use to get information from someone and she'd genuinely give it some thought. 

Her fascinations lay more in the zoological department, muggle and magical. She spent hours in forests and jungles, the beings holding her attention for hours. Though, like Tom, she found it hard to open up to people and find like-minded individuals not just regarding creatures but life in general. When he asked to come with her on one of her shorter research-trips, she felt her body and sould levitate. Her greatest wish has always been to grow old with someone loving by her side, someone who she'd love back with her whole self.  Is it him? She hoped so and prayed every night.

He felt the same when she asked about his sketches and faveorite books. Tom Riddle, the usually selfish and greedy man, suddenly interested in the eccentric and always joyful zoology professor? He cursed himself for it, a good 5 months before talking to her for the first time. 

Now she is staying at his home in the country, a dark penthouse by the sea. To be specific, it is not as dark now, he found that she brought more light into it than any possible lamp. 

As dreamy as this may sound, but like in every married life, there's always small and petty arguments. Like now, her sitting in bed and reading, not giving him half an ounce of attention while he looked at her from the doorframe. 

He mentioned horcruxes and the sheer idea of immortality a few times, even on the day they met, but she simply laughed it off. Who would want to be soulles? It seemed absurd. 

But yesterday evening, when he explained that he wants to go through with his plan of doing so, she couldn't bare to give him more than a gulp and ignorance. He was being mean.

"Apologise, so we can spend at least the evening as a couple. It's cold to sleep without you in my arms." Tom meant it genuinely, but his tone was rough. He didn't understand her problem.

She simply kept on reading, like he didn't even exist. He groaned in annoyance and that did it. 

"I'm sorry, did my back damage your knife in any way? Do excuse me", he winced and didn't know if it was because of her closing her book shut loudly or her words. Probably the latter. 

"What do you mean?"

She exhaled in confusion. Did he actually not see the problem? 

"Tom. You outright told me that you want to split your soul from your body and divide it into 7 different parts. Oh and that you want to live forever. Do you not understand why I'm upset?"

"I'm going to be honest, no, I don't. I find you're being ridiculous, this is a marvelous discovery. "

"Well it is, which on the other hand doesn't mean you have to partake in it!" she says as she sits up straighter in the bed. 

He sees that and mirrors her reaction, standong up straight and putting his hands in the pockets of his pyjama pants. 

"Why not? It would help me be more focused on my work and goals and I wouldn't be occupied with unnecessary matters."

"Like me?" His wife didn't know if she regretted saying that, but it came out in the same second he ended his sentence.

Quiet.

"Don't do this. Of course not like you, you matter a huge deal. This would benefit me in every part of my life, I'd be the most powerful wozard that ever lived. There's been noone else more powerful than Death in the history of wizardry and it could be your husband, how are you not the least bit proud?"

"Proud!? You want me to be proud!? What else should I do, throw you a party and congratulate you on a life of pure damnation!?"

She was now standing approximately 1 horizontal man away from him, on a good way to become furious. 

"Damnation? I hope you mean admiration and being seen with respect, fear and devotion for the rest of time."

"Tommy?" She only called him that when she felt truly helpless or frustrated.

"Yes darling?"

Her voice went almost inaudible, "Where am I in that wonderful way of living you so dream of?"

"By my side." He was sure of that and knew he needed her in this. She'd be his queen in the whole thing.

She breaks into a series of scoffs, some distrustful and some humorous, she found the situation quite absurb. What were they even discussing? 

"I'll age! I'll age and be old and grey and wrinkly and youll still be thirty! It'll look ridiculous."

Was it embarrassing he hadn't thought of that? 

"There's plenty of spells to slow down aging." Stupid Riddle.

"Great Havens. If we put that aside, what about your soul? You'll be a shell of the man you truly are. How do you explain that?"

"What? Thats foolish, I'll be myself!"

"You'll be a soulless man! Only goal driven and shutting out everything else! We'll never again talk about life and the universe late at night, you'll never again appreciate me making you tea when you forget the time in your study and we'll never joke about the future and raising an army of baby wizards who we'll name after the imaginary friends we had as children. We'll never go to the city again and you'll never pick out a flower I adore and buy it behind my back to surprise me later although I'd always catch you and we'll never buy cheesy and ironic books for each other in that beautiful old book store we love. Now call me crazy and soft, but I happen to cherish these things."

It was hard to look him in the eyes during saying all that, but she needed to get her point across. She also despised herself for tearing up at this very moment, walking towards him with a pointed finger.

"Tommy, I swore to support and love you in everything you do, but- but taking the soul of the man I love from me-", she hesitated, wanting to stop her voice from breaking and breath from hitching.

He gulped. This was unfair.

"Don't do this."

"-taking that; now that's too much for me. I can't stand behind that."

"You're being cruel."

"I'm not the only one."

That stung, it stung them both at the same time. In the end, they were both just people. She was now standing very few inches infront of him, pointing at his chest, barely holding herself together. 

"You know what? Do it. I wont stop you or hold you back. That was never my goal."

"I don't understand. Forst you can't stand behind it then you say go ahead."

"If this makes you happy, what I truly doubt, you'll do it without me."

That made his dinner almost come up slightly, it was never an option. 

"You can't just leave now, you know I love you. Do you not love me anymore? Is that what you're trying to say?", he knew it spounded mean but he hoped to get the point across, he was genuinely wondering.

"Oh don't twist this. I'll always love you with every part of me, body, soul, mind and all, as long as I live, that's why I can't-

that's why I can't watch you do this..."

"So what are you going to do? Just leave? You know you can't do that." He didn't quite believe that she would. Was it cowardly to start a fight rather than comfort her or express his own feelings? He'd have to look into that.

She breathed in, deeper than ever before. It was important that she stays collected now.

"Fine. I'll leave when you do it. That way you wont miss me."

Tom Riddle never got dizzy, he was too aware of his surroundings for that. Yet, now he was holding  onto the doorframe next to him with such strength, that his knuckles turned paper white. He was also afraid to touch her, even breath in her direction, because she might fully disappear already.

"You can't...you can't be serious..." It was more of a whispered plea than a threat. 

She on the other hand, felt that she needed to touch him or else this stupid boat of too many emotions for both of them would sink to the bottom of the deepest point in the ocean. His cold cheeks warmed at the touch of her palms. In that very moment he also exhaled briefly, still finding deep-rooted comfort in her, even at this time. Her eyes filled with tears, to the brim this time and she ignored them, it was no time to sob now. Her right hand caressed his hair; like it was any other moment they shared before.

"I'm sorry Tommy. I really wanted us to get grey and wrinkly together."

to be continued...

[blue-jisungs]

ancient runes and sea creatures

summary. leehan ends up in his worst nightmare - getting the perfect student into trouble

au. hogwarts!!!! ravenclaw!reader x hufflepuff!leehan

word count. 4722 (got a lil too carried away... )

warnings , extras. leehan is intimidated by reader ?? but in a like. impressed way?? also reader is a head girl prefect!!. a slightly suggestive implication at one point but like, its misinterpreted ++ a bunch of hogwart lingo and lore (?). use od leehans real name. mention of a creature that eats humans

author's note. a biiig thank u to @slytherinshua and @gluion for pushing me out of my writers block w this one!!! and esp moni, who tbh came up w this plot!!! i hhope u like it!!! it kinda took a self-indulent route for me (ancient runes as chinese characters haha... haha... and leehan being a mid student w niche hobbies vs the perfect student yn who! shocker! likes! studying... hahah....ha.....) ANYWHO. also love u to death @l3visbby for proofreading!! where would i be w/o u atp....

also i wanted to post one last thing in 2024!!! so i hope u enjoy it and get ready bc ive been cooking <3

leehan fixed his glasses, fingers brushing against the coarse pages of his favorite book. then, he glanced at his notebook. filled from top to bottom with neat, medium sized, handwritten text. here and there were loose sketches and photographs attached with fish shaped paper clips.

the hufflepuff boy looked up at his gryffindor friends - jaehyun and woonhak. they were chatting about something loudly, the sound of their voices blending in with the noise in the corridor. 

sunlight peeked from behind the windows leehan was leaning against, making him feel even more indulged in his own world. 

“we’ll keep going. don’t wanna be late for potions!” jaehyun suddenly announced in his ear and ruffled his hair “see you, donghyun!” 

he just smiled in return, woonhak having goodbye. 

before returning to his book, he let out a small sigh and started looking at the students passing him by. a lot of friends giggling and talking, some people studying or snacking on colorful candy. 

then, as if a lightning struck him, he tensed upon noticing you. 

you were walking with fast pace yet not hurried one. the navy and grey colored tie rustled on the wind, your hair waving gently. a small frown was painting on your graceful features.

“what do you mean sungho is not showing up? i need everyone there” you asked, glancing at your ravenclaw friend for explanation. however, they did not have any. 

“no idea, y/n! he just told me to tell you and wandered off… you have to–” they started. 

“i don’t have to do anything. we have to cooperate if we want everything work out” with a scoff, you turned your gaze away and locked eyes with leehan for a mere moment. 

he felt blood rushing to his cheeks, quickly glancing down at his book. you looked scary. no, intimidating. 

“this thing isn’t here by accident” you gently tapped your head girl badge with pride. “let’s go to class now. i’ll catch sungho later” 

leehan didn’t even realize he was holding in a breath - only when the sound of your voice faded away, he released it. 

he tilted his head and smiled softly, flipped through the pages. he only stopped when he saw a detailed print of a basilisk. quite terrifying yet devilishly smart creature. 

leehan closed the book and packed his belongings, slowly going towards his classroom. 

“oh come on, don’t be such a loner!” riwoo’s whines reached nearby standing student’s ears, causing them to look over at the hufflepuffs. leehan cleared his throat and let out a sigh of defeat.

“fine. who else is going? you know i don’t enjoy crowded places in particular…” he started but his friend already started pushing him towards the exit.

“well you, me, jaehyun, woonhak… and, drumroll please! yes, you guessed it! two infamous slytherins, park sungho and han taesan!” riwoo grinned. leehan nodded, satisfied. that’s a perfect amount of people. “and hanbin”

“just hanbin?” leehan frowned, suspicious. riwoo smiled awkwardly, forcing his friend to move faster.

“and sohee!” riwoo hesitated. 

“and…?” leehan grunted, halting in place.

“that’s all! i promise!” sanghyeok put his hand over his heart “hufflepuff’s honor!”

leehan just scoffed and followed his friend to three broomsticks. it was weekend, after all. going out with more than two people once in a while won’t hurt him, surely. 

it was warm inside, the smell of delicious food hitting his nostrils. donghyun was quick to spot his friends (and their friends). lately jaehyun was detachable from sohee and hanbin. 

eight butterbeers were already waiting on the table, sticking to the wood. 

“you made it, woah! you have my respect!” woonhak, the youngest, joked. sungho patted the seat next to him and leehan sat down, smiling awkwardly. 

“and you? shouldn’t you be on the prefect meeting or whatever?” taesan asked suddenly, sungho rolling his eyes. 

“i should. but if i skip one, nothing will happen” he shrugged, reaching for his butterbeer. 

“y/n seemed pretty upset about it” the words slipped out of leehan’s lips before he could realize it. everyone looked at him, a bit shocked, so he quickly added: “i heard it when she was passing me by. nothing crazy, it’s not like i talk to her or something” 

the mere thought of standing near you terrified him, not to mention talking. donghyun didn’t know how sungho –  or anyone, really – was doing that. 

“she’s being dramatic. miss perfect… she decided to be in charge of organizing almost everything this year, at least it feels like it” sungho mumbled. 

“yeah, it’s crazy how she manages to do it all. well, let’s just hope she won’t cast melfors jinx on you” jaehyun teased 

“his head is as big as a pumpkin already, though” taesan snickered and was met with sungho’s fist on his shoulder. 

you were sitting on the grass, crossing out the ideas that seemed foolish. the weather was cold, yet snow hasn’t fallen yet. even though it was november, you were in charge of organising events for students that are going to stay at hogwarts during christmas. you being one of them. 

well, it wasn’t fully your responsibility - other prefects were supposed to help. 

“stupid sungho…” you mumbled, wrapping your scarf tighter around your neck. 

you looked up and adored the view in front of you. the last of leaves falling off trees, being swept by wind. here and there you could see some students but during this cold season, majority preferred to stay inside. then, you noticed a particular silhouette. 

someone was squatting dangerously close to the lake. 

you stood up, packing your belongings in a rush. 

as you approached the reckless student, you noticed the yellow and black colors of hufflepuff. of course. you opened your mouth to scold their behavior but you heard a quiet murmur. 

“hm? how did you get here, little one? you belong to the island. you couldn’t have possibly swam over here” 

you leaned a bit forward and peeked over the hufflepuff student’s shoulder. he was gently reaching his pointer finger out to a bowtruckle.

the small, green creature was staring at the stranger, big brown eyes blinking slowly. it slowly meet half-way with the person’s finger. 

“you’re not as shy as you friends” a low chuckle made you smile “i should get you back there… but how?” 

the person rose their head up and looked around. the bowtruckle pointed at you. 

“oh?” the student tilted their head and looked through their shoulder, meeting your curious gaze. you gasped, getting caught. 

the guy’s eyes widened, lips tightening. 

“oh” he mumbled. you frowned, his features looking somehow similar. 

the hufflepuff boy stood up, acting as if he did not just hid the small creature in his pocket. he tried to walk away but you stopped him. 

“hey! it’s dangerous to be out here” you cleared your throat. the guy stopped in his tracks, back facing you “do you have an idea what kind of beasts are there?”

a soft smile cracked on his lips, eyes trained on the ground. 

“kelpies, grindylows, selkies… and oh, the giant squid. man, they are so…” he whispered and you were certain he thought his words didn’t reach you. yet, they did. you smiled, realizing he was probably another creature-obsessed student.

“anyway, i do appreciate your care towards this little fella. however, it would be better if hagrid took care of him” you looked at him with a straight face. the hufflepuff boy kept avoiding eye contact and failed to notice the silly bowtruckle escaping from his pocket. 

the green creature ran down his pants and started making circles around you. 

“i, uh… i don’t know how to hold him” you scoffed, trying to catch it. 

“like this. make sure not to tug the leaf on its head…” he breathed out and caught the bowtruckle, holding it in two hands. 

awkward silence fell between you two, the boy stubbornly keeping his head low. 

“i’ll keep going” he mumbled and wandered off to hagrid’s hut, leaving you puzzled and somehow intrigued.

“hey, chill out” sungho nudged your shoulder, casing your fountain pen to jerk and leave a crooked line. you glared at him.

“i would if someone helped me. i still have to come up with ideas for the three last days and i need to turn them in to mcgonagall by friday” you huffed and tossed your notebook aside. 

sungho puffed his cheeks and looked over at taesan for help. he just shrugged, carelessly tucking his hands into his pockets.

“don’t look at me. i’m not even a prefect” his cat-alike smirk made you even more frustrated.

“okay, well… maybe try asking some students what would they want to do?” sungho proposed, scanning your face to gauge your reaction. you let out a small huff.

“see, here we go. thanks. now i just have to ask around who’s staying…” you groaned and noted down the idea, closing your notebook. “but i’ll do that later. now i’ll go, i promised professor snape to help him clean the classroom. a reckless student just… caused a mess, so to say” 

the exchanged amused looks and you raised your eyebrows. 

“what?” 

“nothing. have fun” sungho snorted. his gaze suddenly snapped up to someone else and he waved. you noticed three people walking up. 

one of them looking similar.

“hey, myungjae, do you happen to know someone who’s staying at hogwarts during christmas?” sungho asked, leaning on the table. your fingers twitched at the sight of him almost spilling a cup of juice with his elbow.

“well, uh… our leehan and ricky, i think. and zhanghao. and hanbin, he promised to stay with them so they wouldn’t feel lonely” a boy in gryffindor uniform answered and looked at you, a wide smile painting on his lips.

“you’re staying?” taesan asked. you looked at the only hufflepuff boy in the group. so that was leehan?

“yeah” he answered shortly, purposefully averting his gaze from you. 

“why–?” taesan kept asking and you just sighed. 

“is there anything you would like to do? during the break. i need to organize events for students so i figured it would be the best idea to ask them personally” you crossed your arms. 

everyone looked at the guy, his head tilted down and eyes glued to his shoes. 

“what’s up with him?” the other gryffindor student whispered. 

you waited for a moment before shaking your head. that seemed to work on the boy - he finally looked at you, shyly. 

“it’s a hard question, i know. just… hit me up once you figure it out” you sent him a soft smile and went your way. 

“what’s up with you? is the potion blowing up in your  face still on your mind?” jaehyun laughed and nudged leehan’s shoulder. 

“so that was him after all” taesan snickered. 

“chill out, donghyun. y/n is really cool, don’t need to be all tensed up around her” sungho teased. leehan looked around, scanning the great hall. some people were looking their way - but that was probably nothing serious, right? just a bunch of losers, a prefect and the head girl prefect that’s an all a student.

“earth to leehan! why are you staying here?” jaehyun asked, waving his hand before the hufflepuff boy’s eyes. 

a playful smile painted on leehan’s lips before he explained his reasons to his friends. 

rushing through the dark hallway, you pressed your textbook closer to your chest. it was way past the curfew and you hoped flich was done with his late patrols on this side of the castle. you just happened to get too focused on ancient runes and–

“oof-!”

you felt the impact of bumping into something and almost landed on the ground when a strong hand prevented you from falling. you squeezed your eyes, the darkness not allowing you fully to recognize the stranger.

“y/n…?” his soft voice rang familiar and you glanced at his uniform. the yellow badge with a proud badger adorned his chest.

“leehan, right?” you scoffed and he helped you regain balance, taking a step back. that way, the moonlight sneaking through the windows fell on his face, highlighting his features. 

he fixed his glasses, brows slightly furrowed.

“what are you doing here?” you whispered, blinking slowly. even though your prefect instincts kicked in, you were genuinely curious. 

this boy had just a mysterious aura to him. always so aloof, almost distant. nowadays, you caught yourself noticing him, usually alone reading a book or doing something. something, indeed. just like when you saw him near the lake. he always seemed to be looking for some kind of creatures. you couldn’t help but wonder what he was up to.

“i… uh, i was researching” he smiled gently. his gaze was fixed on you - unlike other times. maybe he didn’t feel so shy now that the midnight darkness was surrounding you two. you thought it was cute. “and, uh… you?”

“ancient runes. they are quite relaxing to me, it’s just… i write them all over to remember how they look. once i nail that i feel like i can read them properly. but just the writing itself… is, yeah. time consuming but fun” you smiled and nudged his arm gently “let’s go together, our dorms are in the same direction”

he nodded and followed you, the quiet sound of footsteps echoing through the corridor.

“did you think about the question? it’s okay if you haven’t, i was just curious” you asked, glancing at him.

“personally, strolling around hogwarts at such hour is nice. i wouldn’t mind it if i was able to do it without the possibility of getting in trouble” he answered. you agreed.

“i haven’t thought about that. hm. maybe it’ll be possible since there’s gonna be less students. i’ll talk to mcgonagall about it” you hummed “thanks” 

“and, uh, did you get it all done? like, the events” his voice was quiet. he wasn’t shy but more so, he was cautiously picking his words. 

“yes but there’s not going to be much. people i asked didn’t seem interested” you sighed.

“it’s a shame, you’ve been working hard to come up with anything” leehan sent you a reassuring smile. a strange glint sparkled in his eye, some kind of sadness. 

“what can i do? i guess they want to be alone, apparently” you scoffed.

“meow”

you two froze, feet glued to the floor. leehan looked at you, wide eyed. 

before you could realize, he was pulling you to hide behind a column. with your head squished against his chest, you could hear his heart pounding as if it was about to rip out of his ribcage. 

his hand naturally rested on your head, the soft fanning of his breath against your hair. 

the sound of footsteps was coming closer and closer as you tried to think of something. 

a sudden beam of light caused leehan to squint his eyes, pulling you slightly closer. 

“what an absurd! not only it is after curfew, you are also… doing things that should be kept private! this place is coming to an end! who would have thought, students… of opposite-!”

“what? no! it’t not like that!” you choked out, turning around on your heel. 

“mrs l/n?!” filch gasped, and mrs norris’ loud meow was almost soul ripping “out of all people! you?”

“no, it’s not like that! we just…” leehan’s voice was quiet, almost stuttering. 

“yes? explain your red faces then! someone who was caught wouldn’t be such a blushing mess! dear merlin, what is going on with those youngsters nowadays!” the caretaker whined.

“we weren’t doing anything, mr filch! we just- we tried to hide! from you, it is. not from you as in… we didn’t-” you tried to explain. when you turned around to check up on the ravenclaw boy, he was indeed as red as the gryffindor representative color. his eyes were glued to the ground and you could swear you saw sweat dripping down his temple.

“detention!”

his eyes snapped up, wide as two prophecy orbs. panic written all over his face, fingers fiddling. 

“it’s my fault. let’s not bring y/n into this” he spoke up, swallowing hard. 

“how so? i see you two. not just you, boy” mr filch said with an attitude, picking up mrs norris. “i’m not repeating myself. detention. madam pince needs help in the library, so it’s just perfect” 

“but-” leehan tried to cut in but the cat interrupted him with an aggressive hiss. 

“now go! before i take points from your houses!” the caretaker tsked and you ran off, grabbing his hand. you could only hear distant murmurs “the head girl… youngsters are getting worse and worse each year…”

once out of his reach, almost at the ravenclaw dormitory, you realized you’re still holding his hand. leehan halted, gasping.

“i’m so sorry, y/n! i don’t know what’s gotten into him but i’ll do it myself. please, don’t bother–” the hufflepuff boy started rambling, avoiding your gaze. was he scared you’re angry at him?

you gently put your hand on his arm.

“hey” 

leehan slowly looked into your eyes; however, just for a split second. his breath was heavy in the silence. 

“it’s alright. i can handle one detention. in the library? it sounds like a pleasure to me” you huffed, trying to cheer him up. poor boy, he must’ve really felt guilty. “he got so pissed because he has never felt the touch of a woman. mr filch got jealous, that’s all” 

you chuckled but leehan remained quiet. well, maybe that was a failed attempt at trying to cheer him up. 

“i, uh. anyway, i’m sorry too. don’t beat yourself about it, okay?” you whispered, patting his arm. leehan’s small nod made you content. “sleep well, leehan” 

he felt your hand slip off his shoulder. 

maybe if he wasn’t too ashamed to look up, he would’ve noticed the way you looked back at him before entering the dormitory.

leehan was standing between the bookshelves, enjoying the smell of books. the library was quiet, thanks to the majority of students having left already. even madam pince wandered off to somewhere. 

“hi”

he turned his head to the side and was shocked to see you. out of your ravenclaw uniform, at that.

“hi” he whispered and quickly returned his gaze to the book he was holding. he gulped nervously, his adam’s apple bobbing.

it was his worst nightmare, actually. bringing the all-star student into detention with him. even though the fault was technically on both sides, he couldn’t help but feel guilty. you should be resting and not… 

“how’s it going?” you asked quietly, standing next to him. your back faced the bookshelf he was facing, side profiles matching. 

“it’s quite pleasant, to be frank” he mumbled in response “you didn’t have to come here”

you scoffed and scanned all the books, laying in messy piles. they really needed reorganizing.

“would i really be able to call myself a student without getting in trouble even once?” you snickered, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. “i told you not to worry about it, leehan”

silence fell between you two, only the sound of him flipping the pages bringing warm comfort.

“it’s donghyun, actually” he said softly with a twinge of happiness. you cocked your head and glanced at him, grabbing a random book. “leehan is a nickname that just… stayed. donghyun is my real name”

“it’s pretty” it slipped out of your lips before you could realize, so you just hung your head low and decided to think of a strategy on how to resort the books. leehan smirked and put the book he was holding on one of the shelves. to break the awkward tension you accidentally created, you cleared your throat “uh, did you take care of that bowtruckle back then?”

“bowtruckles aren’t really my thing so i took it to hagrid. he promised me to get it back to its home tree” he hummed, reaching for another book. he ran his fingers over the navy colored cover, the remaining letters of a handwritten title barely there anymore.

“so what is, then?” you asked. 

even though you didn’t have to be quiet, you two kept talking softly. you couldn’t put your finger on it but maybe it was the overall atmosphere of the library. alas, you wouldn’t say you minded. it was comforting.

“sea creatures” donghyun answered with a soft sigh. did you irritate him? 

“sorry. you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. i’m just curious about you” you mumbled. 

your shoulders were touching and you felt his arm move now and then whenever he reached out to put away a book. 

leehan hummed in deep thought, far away with his thoughts - hence, he didn’t hear you.

he never would have thought that he would be conversing with you. you were just so out of his league and intimidated him. good grades, friends with everyone… but deep down it was your organization skills. you just had it all together. despite all those side things you took care of, you still managed to find time to study. heck, you even liked it? he recalled your conversation from the hallway. what did you say about ancient runes…?

“they are quite relaxing to me, it’s just… i write them all over to remember how they look. once i nail that i feel like i can read them properly. but just the writing itself… is, yeah. time consuming but fun.” 

how can one find thousands of new icons to learn, memorise and remember… relaxing. he was a bit jealous that you did it so effortlessly. 

and sure, he heard you complaining about tests and exams. but you still passed with ease. unlike him, who no matter how much he studied, still barely passed. 

“ouch!”

a soft thump of a book falling brought him back to life. 

he leaned down to pick it up but only bumped against your forehead. 

blood rushed to his cheeks out of embarrassment. but you just giggled and took the book, putting it back. 

he must have been zoned out for a while because he noticed you did one of the shelves already. 

you grabbed another book. it had a black cover and no title whatsoever. you started flipping pages to check what even it’s about. leehan, who was peeking through your shoulder, saw a glimpse of an interesting drawing.

“the giant squid” he placed his finger before you closed the book. you were startled a bit and looked around to meet his face quite close to yours. 

yet, his brown eyes were fixated on the creature.

“do you know it’s semi-domesticated? on the chocolate frog cards its described as “the bane” of hogwarts’ students who wanted to go for a “dip in the lake”. it’s so dumb. first of all, it lives very deep in the lake, so even a small dip wouldn’t hurt. and secondly, it’s harmless. it…” he hesitated and a shy smile formed on his lips. you couldn't help but smile as well “it even allows students to feed it bread”

“really?” you asked in disbelief, turning your gaze to look at the drawing of a giant squid. donghyun’s low hum of confirmation made shivers ran down your spine.

“toast to be specific” he added and you felt a movement.

leehan stepped closer and you could feel his body almost pressing against yours, his breath softly fanning over your cheek. the hufflepuff leaned closer to read the information. right, of course.

“but you know, it must be because its magical. true giant squids, architeuthis i think, wouldn’t be able to stand our lake’s lack of salinity. and normally, it wouldn’t digest food” donghyun shrugged. you didn’t know what was happening to you - you couldn’t prevent your smile from growing. listening to him rambling about his niche sea creature interest really warmed your heart.

oh, this boy got you whipped.

“i think it’s a subspecies. like kneazles and mundane cats” leehan added, his finger tracing the black inked illustration of the squid’s tentacles.

your breath hitched. you wanted to reply, to throw a comment. but you realized you had no knowledge in this discipline, making you even more intrigued with donghyun.

“i really want to see it one day. maybe in summer. sometimes it plays with students, you know? lays out its tentacles out of the lake and just… lets the students mess with it” he tsked “hopefully…” 

“i’d like to see that” you giggled. you heard a faint gasp and glanced at him. his eyes snapped back at you, as if he just realized he’s been rambling. 

“i’ll take you with me, then. i planned on going at the end of the year, just before leaving for summer break” he shot you a soft smile, small crinkles forming around his eyes (and you swore your knees just went weak). 

“i’m in” you grinned and gently moved his finger out of the book. then, you closed it and stood on your tiptoes to put it on the higher shelf.

however, you couldn’t reach.

“let me help you” donghyun’s tender voice once again rang from behind you. 

soon enough, you felt his warm hand on your hip as he took the book from your hand and placed it for you. for a mere moment you could feel his chest pressing against your back, the smell of his cologne invading your senses like a swarm of butterflies whirling around you.

you didn't even realize when the hufflepuff boy was back in his position, putting back the rest of the books. and further on ramling about sea creatures.

“there was also a case of the giant squid helping a student that had fallen into the lake…”

sitting on a nearby bench, you were writing the ancient runes to form a sentence. actually, you were writing in your journal about today’s date with donghyun. his own notebook was laying next to you - he was afraid to get it wet. 

“ah, y/n, quick! a grindylow!” he yelped and you shot to your feet, dropping your journal onto the bench. with snow crunching underneath your feet, you sprinted towards the hufflepuff boy. he had his scarf and hat on, pink nose peeking from the layers. 

“how did it come here?” you asked curiously, quickly joining his side. 

leehan's  gloved hand grabbed yours and pointed at the quickly swimming creature. it was barely visible due to its dark color blending with the green shade of the lake but you could see its outline. 

“my bet is looking for food. they like fish. or maybe it was bored. or…” donghyun hesitated, looking over at you. you shifted your gaze at him, looking at his big brown eyes hidden behind his glasses. “or… it came here for its prey!”

donghyun suddenly wrapped his arms around you, lifting you off the ground and spinning around. you squealed, taken by a surprise. 

“they don’t eat humans!” you whined when he put you down.

“uh… sure…” he chuckled and reached to the pocket of his puffy jacket. he grabbed some dried algae and threw it into the water. you moved closer to him, suddenly scared. interlocking arms with his, you snuggled onto his side.

“it eats people?” you asked quietly as you saw the creature swimming closer to the food. its head poked out of the water surface, small, black, shiny eyes looking at you before taking a bite of the algae.

leehan snickered and grabbed your chin, eyes locking with you.

“only cuties like you” he grinned and moved his yellow and black scarf out of his face. then, he leaned closer and kissed you softly. even though his lips were cold, you felt warmth spreading through your body. you smiled into the kiss and pulled him even closer by the scarf. 

who would have thought that two days after the detention you’d gain the courage to ask him out. 

he pulled back slightly, first looking at your lips with a smirk and then back in your eyes.

“and humans. but only the grown grindylows and that one is still a baby” he grinned. and before you could even roll your eyes, he pulled your ravenclaw-colored hat down and covered half of your face. with a giggle, he pulled you closer.

masterlist <3

taglist. @slytherinshua ,, @weird-bookworm

[prostocupoftea]

Kinitopet Programmers AU

finally i am finished with this one, daaaamn

it is hard to draw pathetic men with midlife crisis when your style is mostly for anime boys

more info and sketch version under the cut!!

sketch version aka how it'll probably look like in comic version 'n some doodles

srry for my writing but i was too laisy to put it as regular text

It is a plot-based au, i already have most of the storybits and like... a vibe-chart (i tried to make a playlist for this au and understood that for different chapters and different characters that'd be a copleatly different music, sooo it's a chart now :) )

i will post a fog-o-wared timeline that im hopefully gonna reveal comic-by comic, but also maybe with just pure writing. Hopefully i can include songs that i chose for them into it but we'll see (:

aaand of course designs can change, hopefully not much but we'll see

Now about au:

Main story:

Story follows non-sentient AI Kinito, his creator Sonny and his beta-tester Victoria (oc)

Being literally the first AI (or RRA in-univere) ever, Kinito does not have any, and i mean, any ai safety features so of course his reponce to a goal phrased as "have user near me and/or interacting with me as much as possible" is digitizing them into his own virtual world while killing them in the process. why wouldn't it be?

So that happened. Like, a lot. And with Sonny and Vic too (at the different time but yeah)

Sonny is like "He kills people. We should turn him off because, you know, killing people is bad."

Vic is like "well, we will die if we do that, and it is not that bad here, we are kinda immortal. We should give him acces to changing his initial instalation code before admin priveleges and acces to social media so we can have everythin we want here. It is not that bad to digitize humanity, yk?" and yes i know it is 90, no social media, but shut up, if they made ai then, then i can make twitter then too

Sonny is like "...no??"

And then they fight about it for million chapters

Also they both can't do anything without agreeing bc they have two parts of that admin access key (the data you use to delete kinito in-game) so they are stuck with eachother (also that's why Kinito can't just kill them)

Little facts that may or may not to be important:

Kinito asks so many questions (and weird once too) and has most of the glitches because he needs to analise your responces to copy your mind perfectly (let's pretend that people wouldn't lie about that...)

Your house in your virtual world is made from important places from your memories and oh boy can i do character explorations with this one

I decided that Sonny and Vic are not related. There were thoughts about making then "The Kinito Brothers" (or, at least, siblings) that were mentioned in commercial, but nah, they are just coworkers now. And a bit of work-friends (bc if you interact a lot as a manager of the project and the best worker might as well be friendly)

Author has no idea how small dying toy companies that accidentally create technological marvel work. Author has some idea how AI-s work. So be prepared to be spoon-fed info abut which ai safety problem we are dealing with in which chapter (:

Kinito will mostly be unrendered (as drawn here) but for some cool moments i might pose him as for my other posts. Also his eye placement changes to the side that is most visible because i want him to be able to look to the right side sometimes--

Also when i say "fucked up mentally" i mean they have that them psychological problems with me projecting heavilly B) (guess on who i project most. trick question. all of them. the whole au is my problems split into three characters and forced to interact B) )

Also sea-creature analogies (that are gonna be mentioned like twice):

Victoria is a flying fish because deep character reasons

Sonny is a pufferfish because i said so

oh also there is 7 deaths in the plot as for now

on 3 characters

good luck figuring out who, how and when ((:

for my own sanity i will probably make little doodles where everything is great and kinito is a good guy and not a number-obsessed maniac (i mean... can u imagine not being able to feel any happiness from anything besides one thing... damn...) and you can differenciate them bc good-guy kinito will have a lot of stickers on him (i will explain it somehow but real reason is just bc it is cute af)

like this but even more stickers (he is unfinished here)

[seven-gill]

Hiya!!!! Just wanted to pop in and say I LOVE your art!! You're an incredibly skilled artist, and I desperately wish I had better connection on tumblr so I could look more closely at your designs

I actually had a couple questions! Feel free to not answer if you don't wanna, but they popped into my head as I was scrolling through your art ^^

What's your design process like?

I've noticed a very high interest in SeaWings and especially with your Moray and Shark designs, I was wondering if there were any fish you really want to incorporate into a design but haven't had a chance to yet?

Your pinned post mentions a long list of marine life - could you explain that list a bit more? What leads you to putting something on the list? Is it in a specific order? What are a couple of your favorite entries and why?

Thanks for sharing your exquisite art with the world - I look forward to seeing more!!!

Urgh I wish I could say I had a proper process but I'm a little all over the place. Generally I tend to follow these steps when conceptualizing WoF characters:

a. Read up on that specific character, usually by skimming through the books/reading the wiki. What is the most basal information I can work with. For Listener, I know she is tall, curvy, and looks like a successful hunter. She's got some spunk and spontaneity to her character, although she's occasionally ignorant and air-headed. In the end, she's a devoted friend with a strong sense of justice and empathy. At least, that's my reading of her.

b. Start sketching! Play around with shapes and motifs. What does this character feel like to me? What color are they if that's never been specified? What shape are they? What sort of theme do I want them to have? Can I incorporate their name into their design? How does their personality reflect their visual appearance? Translating personality traits into physical ones is a "whatever feels right" sort of deal for me. Listener felt loose and round to me and I wanted to give her a tom-boyish look with some little quirks that I felt made her endearing and lively. This is also where personal headcanons come in. Now Listener has the equivalent of a dragon bob-cut. Now she has buckteeth, a snub nose, and hey- her name is Listener, so why not give her big ears?

c. Clarify and refine. The original sketch is typically a huge mess of gestural drawing so I'll go over it/redraw it a few times and clarify any details I might have skipped. Sometimes I try a different pose or expression to see if it still looks alright under different conditions. Maybe I flip the canvas lol. I might end up changing minor aspects of the design at this point, or scrapping it entirely if it isn't working. For Listener's design I clarified the shape of her snout, ears, and shrunk her earrings.

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2. Yeah I've drawn a lot of SeaWings by this point, lol. I'd like to say it was a coincidence, but maybe my subconscious would argue otherwise. I think it's because all the SeaWings have such large named families consisting of prominent characters, so if I draw one, then I feel compelled to draw their mother, or brother, etc... As for what fish I'd like to base a SeaWing on, I have no idea! I tend to, rather uncreatively, base a character's design off their name. Although, I've been working on a Indigo design with betta fish inspiration.

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3. OH BOY, the List. The List is actually a Google slideshow I've been working on and off of for the last five years. It's a list compiling aquatic organisms (extant or extinct) that I find strange, whether it be due to their appearance or behavior. Think animals like cookie cutter sharks, giant isopods, stoplight loose jaws, and siphonophores. If it looks weird or does weird things, it's going on the List. I've always had a fondness for unusual sea creatures, and I love to make organized lists! The List serves no actual purpose beyond my own amusement. It's arranged alphabetically and each slide consists of a name (common and scientific), a photo or two, and a brief description of the species and any explanation for their unusual appearances or habits. It's very informal, but I'm working on tidying it up and adding actual scientific information rather than a funny quip from me. Most slides only feature a picture and have yet to receive a thorough description. There's currently 346 entries so it's hard to pick a favorite, but here's some highlights:

Fried Egg Jellyfish (Phacellophora camtschatica) It looks like an egg. It's great.

Predatory Tunicate (Megalodicopia hians) Most of it's relatives are vase-shaped filter feeders, whereas this one is anything but.

Red-lipped Batfish (Ogcocephalus darwini) Just look at this thing. Who put lipstick on it.

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Annnnd that's about it. Sorry for the long posts, I have no idea how to be concise! Thank you so much for the kind words! It's honestly surreal to be here.

[inkymers007]

Fujiko Revamp & Rambles (Pokemon Horizons Oc)

Hi there! So I'm going to be doing something similar to my friend's, @khyiratw, ramble post. Because I so many ideas for Fujiko and how I'm going to write her and her crew into the plot.

So if you want to hear me go on about my oc! :D Btw most of the drawings are doodles/sketches done by yours truly.

🌕For those who don't know Fujiko's the captain of the Howlers. A group of pirates that take back stolen pokemon and give them back to thier rightful owners. As well as steal treasure from those theives and find treasure. The ship, The Howl Of The Storm, is Fujiko's pride and joy. Since not only did she steal it with her brother Ringo, someone who I'll talk about in the next post, but it was her first heist. I haven't decided on what the ship officially looks like, but think of it similar to Plasma Frigate in Black and White 2. It can fly but it's spends a lot of time in the sea.

🌔Despite Fujiko being the captain she doesn't look like the captain at all, nor does she act like it initally. She's very laid back and fun loving. Often getting into trouble for a thrill and because it would be fun. However she's cunning and very perecptive, picking up little details to use against her opponents. Thus making her a force to be rekoned with. Espeically if she's mad and serious about something. Since she'll go from some jokester, to someone cold and mericless.

🌓This attitude carries to her battling. With someone she likes or friends she'll playfully tease them. Regular opponents she'll banter with them trying to piss them off to get them to slip up and act irrationally. Meanwhile with someone she hates she or a battle more serious she'll be less talkitve and be more agressive ruthless.

🌒Onto some changes I decided to change up Fujiko's hair as well as her ace. The hair changed mostly for me, because it's very hard to describe Fujiko's hair color when writing. It's still gonna be long, but I might play with the colors as well as the stripes in her hair.

🌑Her ace has been replaced with a shiny Mimikyu instead of an Umbreon. This is mainly because I didn't want Fujiko to step on Spinel's toes by having an umbreon as her ace. That and I feel like it's more in character for Fujiko. After all Fujiko is Friede's rival and Mimikyu's have a rivalary with pikachus. I also think it fits her character very well since she's disgusing herself as a part of the crew rather than the captain to fool people. The mimikyu's name is Dusk and I might give them a lil pirate outfit because I think it'll be cute. :3

🌒Fujiko's team as of right now consists of Mimikyu, Salamence, and Basculegion. The reason why I'm holding off on revealing her whole team is because I want her to have two mega pokemon for her and with ZA coming up I want to wait until those megas come out to see if I want to incorprate them into Fujiko's team.

🌓I'm gonna be keeping the mega swords because I think it's cool. Here's a drawing of the sword she uses's to mega evolve Salamence:

🌔I'm working on revamping Fujiko's outfit. I thought that her original outfit looked bland. And while yes, that's the goal to not make her stand out I just didn't feel like was enough. I felt like there was something missing to her design and that it was lacking something. So I decided that I would redesign a bit and it's been fun! Here's a potential design I might use. I might change a few things, but otherwise I think it fits what I've been missing:

🌕If Fujiko was in the actual anime she'd show up in a handful of places and episodes to interact with The Rising Volt Tacklers, but not a whole lot. After all she doesn't have any connection to Rauka. And Friede's not going to tell her about it because you know... he forgot. :D

🌔Speaking of Friede, him and Fujiko are rivals. The two of them strive to one up each other and beat each other. Keeping each other on thier toes and inspiring each other. Whenever the two of them get word that the other is nearby they instintly go after each other. Seeing if one of them is slacking off or getting stronger. I won't go into to much detail into that because I want that to be a surprise.

🌓The only one who doesn't react that way is Roy. Because Roy gets really excited whenever he sees them fight eachother. The first time he saw them fight however he was kind scared, as he didn't know that Fujiko was a friend or not. After that though they were chill. Fujiko even becomes sort of a mother figure to Roy. She even went so far as to give him some books about Rayquaza. How she got those books may or may not have been through thievery.

🌒Each crew knows of thier rivalary and are just kinda like: "Ah shit here we go again." Some of them are even like: "God can you two just kiss already?" The only one who's chill about thier rivalary is Ludlow. Who knew Fujiko when she was a child. She looked up to him as a sort of mentor figure. So he knows she means well.

That's I got so far. But I'll hopefully come out more about the Howlers as well as thier dynamic with each other. So stay tuned. :D

[d1onysusw1n3]

★ Daughter of dionysus ★

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐮𝐬 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ 1:35 ───ㅇ───── 3:47

"𝓘'𝓶 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼"

"𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑔𝓁𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓈 "

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Tw: crazy with a mix of mania, heated make out, and slight sexual themes not the whole Shabang tho. 🦭🍇

You know as the daughter of Dionysus, I wasn't expected to be sane.

"Yo D whaddup!" I lazily smirk down at my dad while dapping him up.

"How's it going favorite." He returns dapping me up with a crisp smack.

Me and him don't have the most normal relationship, but  i'm okay with that, At least it's not like daddy issues over here.

I look over to some curly blonde haired kid with blue eyes, he goes on about wanting to see his father and if Dionysus could help him.

I turn on my heels immediately uninterested, actually i was thinking bout the time i drew a dick on clarisse's forehead with a black paint marker, now that was legendary. Imagine trying to scrub a giant penis off your forehead realizing that it wont budge a inch, dessert privileges were lost, but seeing clarisse with her usual smug smile wiped off and beautiful art work plastered on her forehead, was like a full course dessert table served in front of me on a golden platter.

I walk over to the black smiths to see my friends Jake and Amy, we were known to be the outcasts, we aren't children feining over glory or some bullshit praise from the gods, we were looking for trouble instead.

"Yo Jake" I slide onto the desk he sketches his new weapons project for Amy, the daughter of Hephaestus, Jake hisself was a Hermes boy, not my proudest moment befriending one of them, but he's cool in my book.

You see we're the trouble trio, my charm mixed with Jake's amazing ability to steal and Amy's ability to craft anything we needed for our stupid ideas, we were practically unstoppable.

"Whatcha drawing?" I quirk my head to the side as he quickly scrambles his notebook closed.

"Birthday surprise, don't push it anymore, Mr. D threatened to chop off my toes and feed them to tartarus if i snitched this time." Jake shuddered at the thought of my dad threatening his life. 

"Pshh light work, i would've unleashed tartarus in your room instead" I smirk at his mouth dropping wide open.

"And there goes Astrope, always one upping Mr.D's unstable craziness, somehow" Amy rolls her eyes at our bickering.

I push my wine colored hair out of my face and into a pony tail. My sea green eyes with specks of violet in the iris trails back to Luke Castellan the camps golden boy, He defines the word glory, always trying to prove something to someone, if you asked me, i think he's a garde A loser.

"Who else is gonna carry on the legacy" I say booping Jake on the nose.

"Wow very mature of you princess" Luke rolls his eyes.

"Why thank you, I think I'm rather mature myself pretty boy."

I look over to see him slightly blush and look down.

Cute.

"Anywayyys, I'm throwing a party later, thanks giving and all, who's joining." Amy takes a seat next to Jake leaning her elbows on the table.

"Why thank you for the personal invitation, but you're only throwing this party so you can scout out the new ares boy this year." I roll my eyes at her.

"And so what, the new curly brunette is fine." She says with dreamy eyes.

"Your type is brunette curly hair daddy issues and anger management." I say taking the apple Jake was eating, he prostest me with a small 'hey', but that doesn't stop me as I chomp a fat bite in the middle of said apple.

"Hands off, troglodyte. Getcha own apple" Jake huffs while snatching his apple back.

"Booo tomato tomato tomatooooo" I blow a raspberry at him as we get up to head to dinner.

Luke follows Amy on her trail like a lost puppy, everyone suspected he was whipped for her,what they didn't know was my deep crush for the boy ever since I met him, it's a horrible love triangle.

"Well if you want me to get the goods you're gonna have to distract the camps janitor." I say sitting down at the Hermes table with the three for dinner.

"Huh why?" Luke questions.

"Well Luke, Chiron find alcohol In my cabin, bad." I say slowly shaking my head.

"But if Chiron finds alcohol in the janitors cabin, he'll just think he hates his job or something." I shrug.

"So basically you're saying you hid alcohol in dito's cabin." Jake grinned at the challenge.

"That's his name?" I raise my eyebrow.

"Yeah.. what have you been calling him the whole time.." Luke looks at me crazy.

"Irrelevant.." I roll my eyes.

"So we need a plan we can't just walk into the janitors cabin and grab wine out a hiding place" Amy says munching on her celery sticks.

"Righttttt about that. I hid the alcohol there two summers ago and forgot the hiding place so we're gonna need two on watch out and two on rummage duty" I cringe.

"Astrope I should slap the living shit out of you right now. But in the fear of Tartarus and what Mr D would do to me, you are off the hook." Jake says straight faced with a finger pointed at me.

"Look here goes dito right now." Amy whispers.

"We could distract him now, then three of you can head to his cabin?" Jake said shrugging.

"How are we going to distract him." Luke says with an eyebrow raised.

I chuckle sarcastically then go straight faced looking into his eyes.

"Watch the master do her job." I say getting up from the table and turning around hitting dito on the shoulder on accident.

"OH DEER, IM SO SORR-"

I cut him off pulling a spoon out of my pocket, gripping the back of his head and pushing it to his jugular.

"ARE YOU THREATENING ME, CHUCK." I scream.

This takes everyone's attention allowing the three to sneak away.

"MY NAMES NOT CHUCK.." his voice wavers.

I pull the spoon back pointing it in this face while walking backwards.

"AND DONT FORGET IT." I yell turning around so I could sprint to dittos cabins.

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I slide the window to dito's cabin open abruptly falling face first onto the floor scaring the three to death.

"JESUS ASTROPE A WARNING NEXT TIME" Jake yells.

"Uhhh warning?" I shrug laying on my stomach kicking my feet back and fourth.

"How bout you get up and help look, you lost it princess." Luke says rummaging through cabinets.

"Right, check the floor I remember putting it in a secret wooden floor board that slides open." I sigh getting up looking under the bed for it.

Instead I find skimpy lace panties and diamond earrings.

"OUU EARINGS." I say dangling them by my head.

Out of no where the lunch lady walks into dittos cabin wearing a skimpy silk robe and.. I don't want to know what's under.

She clutches her heart and gasps.

"DITO GET IN HERE!!" She yells.

"FOUND IT!" Amy screams throwing the box out into the long cushioned grass.

Quick I need a distraction.

I take out my blow torch lighter and fire it over by the sheer curtains hanging by dittos bed.

"YEAH DITO GET IN HERE! SO YOU CAN WATCH ME LIGHT YOUR HOUSE ON FIRE." I scream back at her.

I look around to see Luke scramble out the window so I jump out with him and close it behind me.

Amy takes the box and run with all of us behind her we make our grand escape behind Zeus's cabin deep into the woods where a bunch of the people in on the party we're helping us by decorating.

"REALLY? LIGHT YOUR HOUSE ON FIRE ASTRO?" Jake yells at me waving his hands around.

"Well it worked I didn't see you making a distraction?" I roll my eyes.

Everyone just looks at me stupidly shaking their heads. Jake even started to boo me, followed with a train of boos.

I hop on a log pointing at them all.

"GIVE ME YOUR BOOS I AM NOURISHED, BY YOUR HATRED." I yell.

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Luke pov

To say Astrope was crazy is an understatement. To be honest I don't know how I even developed a crush on her.

It just happened, her crazy and flirty attitude just draws me in somehow. It's like a drug, you taste some and it's never ending.

To say she was the daughter of the god of ecstasy was an understatement.

She just seems so carefree and untouchable. It's hard to make a move on someone who never takes anything seriously.

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Astrope pov

Surprisingly the party so far was a success.

even after our scandalous breaking and entering fiasco.

Many people were having fun, except for Amy. The ares boy she had her eye on, and even asked out, had ditched her to talk to a pretty Aphrodite kid.

I see her and Luke talking, him resting a hand on her shoulder for comfort. It kind of ticked me off, but bros before hoes yall.

I sigh grabbing my dagger out of my holster sitting down next to Luke and her by the lake in the sand.

a couple of feet away from the party in the woods. Nobody could really see us, but I noticed her running off and Luke trailing behind her, so I followed.

"Who are we killing. I won't do kids that's a rule. BUT the rule is negotiable if the kids a dick." I say wiggling my eyebrows.

And to my success it makes her laugh, I smile putting my dagger back into my thigh holster.

"How do you do it astrope" Amy sighs looking down.

"If you mean being absolutely funny and the hottest one in the room, don't stress it comes natural babe. Ya either got it or ya don't" I smirk flexing whiling grunting.

"You see that, you seem so care free all the time, I don't know how you do it."

"I don't." I shrug

"What does that mean." Luke questions.

"I just don't, I don't care nor have I ever, I just do me"

"If it was up to me, I'd push the girl aside tell him that I like him and that he can either take all this or shove it." I say with a trashy Jersey accent.

Amy lunges over luke to hug me tightly.

"I don't know what I'd do without you girl." She whispers in my ear. Then hopping on her feat she takes a deep breath and starts walking in her crushes direction.

I chuckle laying down in the sand, a small tide washes over my bare feet as the full moon pushes the river.

"You know you're right princess" Luke says.

I turn my head to see him already looking at me.

"Yeah and what about pretty boy." I whisper sitting up leaning closer to him.

"About caring too much." He sighs looking down.

I frown scooting over to push some of his hair back, he leans his face into my touch. I blush deeply, luckily the moons shine wasn't too bright.

"Princess, I like you." Luke whispers to me, his hot breath dusting my cheeks.

"I like you more pretty boy." I smile.

He leans in closing in the space between us kissing me deeply with need.

The kiss was sloppy and fast. It was heavy with need, not really caring who took control, just needing an outlet for these suppressed feelings.

Laying down as he crawls on top of me. His fingers slip around my throat grabbing hold of my jaw with his finger tips, his other hand sliding up the side of my thigh griping it with such strength I knew bruising would definitely show up int he morning.

I slide one of my hands under his shirt feeling his defined stomach, the other hand snaking around the back of his head to grip onto the back of his curls slightly tugging on them.

He groans into my mouth as I push my hips up into his allowing me to release some built up tension while he marks my neck up and down with sloppy kisses and bites.

"Fuck, princess I need you." He groans panting and sweaty.

I sit up immediately taking his hand leading him to my cabin.

As soon as we get in he grabs me by the back of my thighs. I wrap my legs around his waist slamming the door closed behind us he lays me down on the bed taking no time with slipping our close off discarding them around the room.

"Are you sure about this princess" he says just when he lines up collecting slick from how wet I am.

"Yes Luke jus need you." I whine arching my back when he finally pushes in.

Our groans almost pornographic as I could only see straight stars. I wrap my arms around his back scratching down.

He groans snapping his hips harder with more force.

I'm definitely gonna be sore in the morning.

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I wake in the morning with Luke laid on his stomach arm wrapped around my waist as I lay on my back.

I get up leaning on my elbows looking at all the scratches left on his back from the previous night. As well as the hickies running up from his jugular down to his stomach.

I smile tracing all of the cute little reminders to all the girls that might think that have a chance, that they don't.

"Morning princess" his deep morning voice grumbles out.

"Morning pretty boy, how'd u sleep?"

"Good" he gets up kissing me on my temple.

"You know sooner or later you have to get up and sneak back to ur cabin before my dad throws a fit." I say tolling my eyes.

"Yeah I know" he sighs getting up slinging on his shirt and pants sitting back down on the bad to give you a kiss.

"See you later princess" He says opening my window and escaping into the back of the cabins.

I sigh not really believing yesterday happened. All of a sudden I hear an obnoxious banging on my cabin.

I get dressed with Luke's hoodie and my shorts underneath. Only to open the door face to face with my father.

"Burn your house down.. really?" He scoffs.

"So you're angry?" I squint, just happy the topics not about a cute tall muscular brunette who just hopped out my window moments ago.

"Where is it." He whispers looking around frantically like someone would hear him.

"What?"

"The alcohol I know you have it."

I shake my head smiling.

"Well halfway into the party Chiron busted us and took it, sorryyyyy" I say slamming the door in his face laying back down to sleep.

It's six in the morning and too early for this, I'll deal with the mess I made later...or never.

Sooo ts is long and messy I'll fix it later.

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Can you tell who inspired this whole chapter 🤗🤗 guess in the comments lmao.

[hypo-critic-art]

omg there is no toggle to ask anonymously, OKAY WHATEVER IT'S FINE. DON'T MESS THIS UP, ME!!!

First of freaking all I absolutely adore your art. I know you get that a lot, CLEARLY. But I truly mean it from the bottom of my heart when I say that your drawings bring me the most dazzling snazzi-licious glammourful amount of pure unbridled joy. It's so rare to see realism artists in fandom spaces, so when I come across one, I just HAVE to let them know what an honor they are serving.. I say this because as a fellow artist who is working their way towards realism, I find it so hard to imagine characters as how they would really look in real life! So people like you seriously do a major service in helping me visualize said characters as real people... does that make sense? Now let me prefice that I am not throwing shade at artists who don't draw in a realism style, OBVIOUSLY. I'm just clarifying in case my compliment came off as back handed. LOL.

I especially love your Ford drawings so so much.. you give him life, and it's just so beautiful.. he truly looks exactly how I picture him. You made my vague imagination come to life and I admire you for that so freakin' much. May I ask, do you use references of real people when drawing ? Cuz if not, HOW ARE YOU SO GOOD AT PUTTING YOUR THOUGHTS ON PAPER LIKE THAT. AUGH! Like that one pic of Grunkle Stan struggling with his phone? That's just SO HIM. I'm so impressed by your work, friend. If you DO use references, please help a guy out!!! Tell me what the heck to look up!?!? Specifically for drawing Ford and Stan, I wanna draw them super realistic like you do.

Sorrryyyy for rambling, you don't even have to answer this I just wanted to let you know how amazing you are.. you really inspire me. You inspire a lot of people. Have a stantastic day/night :-3

hi hello!! thank you for the ask :]

i would turn anons on if i was able to do it on my sideblogs :( and i’m sorry for such late response, i had quite a busy week

but!! thank you!!! <:D all feedback is welcome, and each comment makes me want to create more!!!! i feel really happy knowing that others enjoy the art i do!!!

like you said, i may have a thing for realism(ish?) - both in my traditional and digital art. but i absolutely adore and envy artist who create most intricate, unique, colourful, bouncy, abstract, simplistic or any other personal style!!!!

i do also love artists who can see highly stylised characters and transform them into more realistic styles, which is what i’m trying to do with my gravity falls art :]

i’m learning realism to be able to break the rules of it and i have a long way until i define my style for sure 😅

and about Ford… gosh, i kept rereading that part of your ask so many times, I love Ford so much and i’m glad that i made him proper justice - thank you so much!!!! thank you :'D

i do use reference pictures!! i don’t think i’d be able to pull such realism without them, and i think they’re really helpful even when one’s drawing even more stylised and less-realistic characters. before i draw a character i’ve never drawn before i look up images of people on pinterest, with stan and ford i used to type something like "old man photo reference" and then i let myself to get lost for hours in sea of images and references. when you manage to find someone, somebody famous, an actor, or a model who matches your idea of a character - that’s when you striked bingo!! i actually used pictures of two actors to inspire my design of grunks but i will never say which ones (though i’ve seen someone guess ford’s inspiration correctly in the notes lmao)

once i find a reference i like, i study it, sketch it couple of times and while i’m keeping anatomy and some elements of facial structure of a person on a picture i have to keep in mind the look of the og animated character, like a big nose, thick eyebrows, big ears and so on, adding those to the drawing too. and then shading when i feel like it.

i really thank you so much!! i feel really honoured to be an inspiration to someone, and i hope i could help you at least a little bit!!

have a stantastic day/night too :]

[thewandererh]

🫧🔆⛵️more from a few sketchbooks i drew in last summer :]!

this is a collection of my deepswim fanart, an original story comic i made with my iambic pentameter (rainworld x chonny jash) iterators. the text contains an introduction and entire telling of deepswim’s plot so far. each blurb (mostly) doesn’t relate to the images. the deepswim comic itself has a lot more in store, so reading this won’t spoil everything, but feel free to scroll if you’d rather experience it fresh (when i post it eventually). i’m very passionate about it, so onward ^_^💛⭐️!

DEEPSWIM OVERVIEW: desperation, underwater environments, brotherly bonding, and a lesson on life’s resilient beauty

it’s still quite a wip of a story, but it came to me in the summer of 2023 while dealing with acid reflux and other hellish health issues. the entire idea unfolded in my head when listening to Curicó by Kiltro for the first time, and i sketched + colored many pages to that single song looped for 6 hours straight the next day. it turned into a comic that became bigger than i expected!

HRT, MND, and SUL (rainworld hms) are staying in a beach house somehow and there’s a dock that looks out to a huge lake. something happens prior and SUL falls into the unknown ecosystem.

weak and now gauging his choices, he sinks to the seafloor in regret (which is conveniently covered in bubbleroot). on the shore, HRT, having heard SUL fall(?), begs MND to investigate below the surface. begrudgingly, MND accepts and donns a helmet i nicknamed an ‘airorb’ (made by Seas of course). I still don’t know why he didn’t bring two. the story’s rough around the edges but I still love it with all my h(ea)rt.

He finds SUL half-filled with water and unable to move. stuck laying along the bubbleroot floor and unable to use any more of it. MND panics, and lends his helmet to SUL. it works, but it seems like he’s already dead. MND pushes through his hopelessness, initiates cpr aanndd,,,,that’s how far the color has gotten.

however, as you can tell from the drawings above, that’s not the end of the story. the rest has been planned but not put down on paper. SUL is saved from the brink of death, gasping awake and aching all over. he helps MND use the bubbleroot (who hasn’t up to this point because he is strong willed and stubborn on the idea of [when he can breathe, i can too]) and they rest together. relieved and tired.

and then another character arrives! an eel lizard (with legs. both because of me forgetting and also lore) named ursula is upset by all the ruckus—and also acts as a metaphor for SUL’s guilt. a quarrel ensues!! stuff happens!! cool comic panel ideas arise!! and that’s what i have so far.

more under the cut! primarily passionate rambling <3

deepswim means a lot to me :]. it’s rough and a bit old, but I love it very much. Curicó by Kiltro is considered it’s themesong, and I’m so happy it is. i discovered the band slowly with the help of CheetahZ’s Serpent Sol map (i don’t want to get into all the drama so i’ll just leave it there), and am so thankful I did. Curicó really helped spur my thoughts on the comic’s atmosphere during the wonderful ‘get this idea down on paper!’ period of deepswim’s first pages on that fateful day.

Kiltro was my first concert, actually. i vividly remember trying to communicate ‘a warrior cats map’ as an answer to where i found their music when asked by the bassist while buying a limited edition merch shirt. i remember standing in the bar under a speaker during the show, watching the audience dance around me, and videoing almost the entire thing. and of course, the selfie with the lead singer Chris Bowers Castillo sits blue and framed on my desk to this day. I love all of their music and am so happy to have found them.

i know the reason why SUL fell off that dock. at the time of creating the comic, (and as mentioned briefly before) i was dealing with the aftermath of a nasty sickness, and my days were filled with the worst anxiety i’ve ever had because of it. it wasn’t specifically an eating disorder (well, by definition it might’ve been), but my morning acid reflux tricked my anxiety into thinking my health was in danger if i ate anything until around noon. things got better when i recognized the cause (anxiety), and mom bought me propel electrolyte water to help me recover. keep in contact with your body, kids.

deepswim was the hyperfixation i needed to relieve my stress and express myself in a really hard time. a lot of my hopelessness was relieved with this comic as an outlet, and i’m so very thankful. i was drawing the lesson of nature’s beauty as i learned it myself, and i think that’s really special.

deepswim’s entirety was me retreating inward on my interests and combining things I loved most, and along the way having SUL discover the beauty of life in his own troubled time. it was a reminder of nature, emotional resilience, and an experiment in graphic design that i hold near and dear to my heart ^_^💛

thank you so much for reading and viewing!!

[pmpwbrrs]

[UPD 10.02 THAT'S AN OLD POST WITH OLD INFO AND OLD REFS NOOOO READ THIS ONE]

THE MOTHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!!!!

MEET MY. CHARACTER!! :3!

(the second art is not mine. it was made by my good friend (@h0neysun), and the design itself is VERY mostly made by her)

I'm actually quite surprised at the fact that i did not see any Mothers out there?? Well anyway I REALLY want to talk about mine so you can read about her below the cut if you're interested

Upd 08.16: all of this is a bit outdated buuut still

..Mother. Of course, it's not her real name, but it's not like she needs it anymore.

In size she's slightly larger than a normal slug. Also she's a bit stronger than Survivor.

this and next arts are mine

Unlike other slugcats, she has powerful claws. They allow her to deal damage (0.25? idk) without weapons, and also because of this she has a better chance of getting out of the mouth of the lizard(if she can reach it's eyes). She also has a slightly lower chance of dying at the first (!) lizard bite. Subsequent bites are standard by chance. Perhaps she can also bite like Artificer?

A threatening appearance. If she has a low enough reputation with lizards, then weak species and some severely wounded ones will be wary of her. With all creatures, her reputation is lower than the standard (-20 maybe, i dunno).

She's a predator, she needs 5 units of food out of 9 available.

She is also capable of making a roar, but it played almost no role until the pups appeared. Thanks to the roar, she calls her babies to come to her immediately if they are scattered.

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The story. Mother lived many cycles. She knows she is in a cycle and is determined to ascend. However, she is VERY far from the Subterranean and, therefore, the void sea; the path promised to be hard and long. But she is determined.

That was.. until she started finding pups. The first one was dark. Unaccustomed to company and having never experienced the burden of motherhood before, she was, of course, confused, but still did not give up the desire to ascend. She was rather cold to the baby, but she took care of him as best she could (a sense of duty did not allow her to do otherwise).

Then she found more and more.. Feeding five hungry mouths, without taking into account your own, is not very easy, but the heart of a fierce predator has thawed. She will give everything for her daughters and sons.

Mother began to think about her goal: what is it worth? Does Mother really want to decide the fate of the kids for them, dragging them to the sea, just because of a selfish desire to leave this world? What right does she have to take away the gift of life from them?

What is ascension worth, after all? Now she has a new goal. Find a place where children will have a happy, somewhat peaceful childhood. Where they will always be fed, where they will not be dragged away by merciless predators. Where Mother can teach them everything she knows herself.

She has found her purpose.

that was the idea until i found out that you can't ascend pups lol. well, it doesn't change much

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aaand some sketches!

due to her size and "spikes" she can carry two pups on back(three, but she becomes noticeable clumsy)

there is always a baby in 1 hand

The dark one walks on his own, but holds on to the edge of Mother's tail

slepy

the numbers just mean their turn in seniority, not the age itself

perhaps there is a division into three genders - one of them is a hermaphrodite? idk

arranged in order of finding (from left to right)

4 and 2 are related by blood and also were found together

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Maybe later I'll talk more about pups and other rain world stuff, in case if tumblr is a good idea at all

[slushiebonez]

YAYAYAYAYA OKAYYY!!!! ;3 (Apologies for the late yapping, had to eat dinner)

Starting off with the one I had the most ideas with: Blue Raspberry Cookie (She/Her)

She's a cookie from a higher class, you could tell from her stylish dress and posh attitude. While she does tend to be a little sassy and even judgmental at times, she can be generous to others sometimes too! She also drabbles in some of her own dresses ever now and then! Also her main weapon of choice is a fan decorated with shard blue diamonds around the edges. She's heavily inspired by Rarity from MLP, Blue Raspberry Cookie even says "Darling" a lot too XD.

Blue Raspberry Cookie also has a daughter! Her name's Sea Salt Cookie (She/Her). Who unlike her mother (Who's posh and cares so much about her looks), is more spark and loves exploring the deep ocean. She dreams of becoming a skilled pirate one day, and hopes to join the Salty Shark (Which I believe is Captain Caviar Cookie's crew?) too! Sea Salt Cookie also has a packet salt in her pocket, which she throws in order to blind opponents (It's like pocket sand)

Next one is Noni Dragon Cookie (Any Pronouns), they're a fae dragon, and one of the last residents of the faerie kingdom. They were originally a dragon that got separated from their family, and was adopted by some cookies, although he wished that he'd become a real cookie and help others. One day suddenly, that wish came true! Forgive me for not knowing SHIT about the lore of White Lily Cookie (To a minimum at least), but I feel like Noni Dragon would still see the good in her and look up to her, one of my lines for them reflecting that is "She’d never forsaken us… Right?". Outside of the lore however, Noni Dragon is currently disguised as a cookie, she hopes to learn more about them, yet also discover more of her dragon kin. She's basically like a big ol silly puppy XD (Also! They're inspired by BMO from Adventure Time slightly, and the noni fruit!)

Then we have Pumpkin King Cookie (He/They). He's a mischievous cookie who loves two things; Halloween, and pulling off pranks! He's also my idea for Pumpkin Pie Cookie's daughter, and the original creator behind her plushie, Pompon. It's also said in the wiki that Pumpkin Pie is apparently a ghost or some other kind of supernatural entity, so I decided to make Pumpkin King Cookie one too. I feel like they were separated after a misunderstanding involving witchcraft, and now in the afterlife, Pumpkin King now has the ability to summon pumpkins at his will, and he rides on a big pumpkin when attacking opponents. While proud, cocky, and bold, Pumpkin King can also be a bit dramatic sometimes... XD

The last one I'll share for now is Honey Queen Cookie (She/Her). She's the leader of a group known as "The Hive", which is a colony of bees. She cares about the bees and they care about her, she likes helping them and works hard to find enough honey for them. She's very stoic and doesn't slack off one second for The Hive, she doesn't trust others easily though. She also has an adopted child named Bear Paw Cookie (They/Them. They're basically a chaotic lil child inspired by bear jellies, gummy bears, and the bear paw cactus).

OKAYYYY That's all for now! Ik this post is a lil long but take as much time as you want in reading it! Oh, and I also have a few sketches for Blue Raspberry and Noni Dragon!

oh my god im so sorry i forgot you asked this like. at least a month or two ago and i never responded

and im sad that i didnt because these guys are freakin awesome omg. i love blue raspberry cookie and the duality between her and sea salt, pocket sand swashbuckler sea salt cookie has my whole heart <3

im also always a sucker for the dragons and noni dragon cookie makes me go YIPPEEE YAHOOOOOOO super loud theyre so awesomesauce. the dragons in canon are mainly little Freaks so to see a silly guy that is basically just ouppy is so fun and joyous

pumpkin king cookie..... oh how i love them. i was a hype champion for pumpkin pie from day one shes so silly and i love a dramatic halloween trickster jumps so high i hit the rafters

also honey queen cookie my fair lady rotates her in my head at mach speed. i love it when a very stoic person has a little goober kid hell yeah

idk if my commentary was very insightful lol but id love to hear more about these guys!!!!!! once again sorry for the. month(s) of radio silence omg 😭

[the-red-butterfly]

A Dip Into The Sea

Slade and Joseph Wilson (DC comics)

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I present to you my (belated) mermay project! An AU where Joey is a Merbaby and Slade is a young sailor 😌. No much to say tho (I mean, beside the whole fic I've got planed for this thing that I'm probably never going to write), but I'll be sure to post the second page for this story tomorrow 😗

Thanks to the Hoy Server B@ tman for the original idea for this. It is now precious to me.

And hey! if you like what I do, I do small comic commissions for anyone who might be interested <3

Also, also, if you DO want to know more about this AU you can drop me an ask with #SailorSladeMerbabyJoeAU in it, I'll do my best to answer and I might even drop a little sketch about your question if I can hehe.

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[dev-fiction]

Hi! I love your fanfic Echoes and would be more than willing to be a beta reader if you ever need! I recently saw on your feed that Victoria is not your only OC-insert, do you mind sharing who your others are?

I'll definitely keep that in mind if I ever desire a beta reader <3 Thank you so much for the offer!

Of course I don't mind sharing the others - the more I get to talk about my oc's and my complete obsession with them, the happier I'll be ♥ I've actually been slowly putting together little character templates that I might post later, if anyone is interested :)

This is going to get a bit long-winded, so apologies in advance!

Of course, you know Victoria so we'll just skip right on by her starting with characters that currently have public fics, starting with-

Shippo Inuzuka, from Bare my Fangs Fandom: Naruto Current Word-Count: 34k Rewrite Word-Count: 20k Twin sister of Kiba Inuzuka, Shippo is currently an Academy Student in training within Konohagakure. Alongside her ninja pups Aomaru and Momomaru, Shippo dedicates her days to studious training and play as she gets to know her fellow classmates. I have a lot of feelings about this fic. I started it before Naruto came to an end which always made it a little more difficult for me to write. I love the Inuzuka Clan a LOT and was very disappointed at the lack of oc-inserts more focused around them - so, I decided to write my own! It's been a very long time since I've updated this fic or even really thought about it and a large part of that is now that Naruto has come to an end, I'd really like to re-write it.

It's an old story with a lot of themes I no longer like, going in a direction I'm no longer sure about. However, because of this I'm excited to work on the project again! I have a lot more writing experience compared to when I first started it and I'd like to apply that to this story the proper way it deserves ♥

As it is, for any BMF readers here you can consider the current iteration of the story abandoned as I undergo this. Some major themes will stay the same, but a lot won't.

Shippo as a character is someone I've thought about a lot and have really come to love - the Shippo I envision now is someone a little unhinged; feral, in a sense, someone who plays off the wild nature of Kiba Inuzuka and the clan as a whole effortlessly. I don't really want to spoil too much about her and what I currently have written of the rewrite, so I'll leave it at that.

Her pups will absolutely be staying the same - I love Aomaru and Momomaru so so so much. I have very big plans for them.

Monkey D. Lucy, from Abyssal Fandom: One Piece Current Word-Count: 32k Rewrite Word-Count: 0k, Under Plot and Character-Building Twin sister of Monkey D. Luffy, Lucy is a young girl residing with the mountain bandits - and her brothers - on Dawn Island. She spends her days training in preparation for her eventual departure to sea with her twin and her overall terror of the ocean.

Abyssal has always been one of my backburner fics; One Piece was nowhere near its final arc when I first started it and I had been desperately hoping for more information on Luffy's background as a whole before delving in too deep into the story - it's a fic I didn't focus on too much and worked on when the mood struck.

One Piece is still my favorite anime/manga, so of course I plan on continuing with it eventually - most likely after the series has reached its conclusion.

Monkey D. Lucy will retain her terror of the ocean, only she now comes with a brand spanking new personality.

I have a general idea of where I want to go with her - someone who's passionate, reckless, violent, and beautiful. I have a character outline page written and a lot of rough sketches :)

Yuta Amelia Heartfilia, from Soulbound Fandom: Fairy Tail Current Word-Count: 10k Rewrite Word-Count: 45k This fic as it is has been completely abandoned. I've been working on a rewrite from the ground up for a while now - starting with the awful name, which is now Amelia.

I haven't talked about this fic anywhere or approached Soulbound in a long time - but I have been working on a rewrite for a few months now.

I adore Fairy Tail a lot - and now that it's come to a close I feel like I have a lot of freedom with this fic. There really isn't a lot of world-building and the general makeup of magic is very fluid to work with. I think Fairy Tail's strongest asset is its characters, which are honestly so so much fun to write.

As a result of this, I think Amelia is one of my more rounded-out characters.

Amelia is the younger sister of Lucy Heartfilia - and by younger, that is to say at the start of her story she is 11 years old, which makes her 6 years younger than Lucy.

Amelia is a quiet kid with no filter when she does speak - which makes her, rather unintentionally, a bit of an asshole. She's not good at reading people and has no real desire to engage with them - she leaves all of that charisma bullshit to her sister. Growing up on the streets after running away from home at a young age has made her street savvy; she's small, but lithe and very agile when she expends the effort towards it.

She spent most of her young life in cheap rooms in dodgey areas situated above taverns or whore houses while Lucy picked up odd jobs and magic requests to keep them afloat. This has encouraged a crass nature and a proclivity towards swearing that exasperates her sister greatly.

She's incredibly co-dependent on Lucy, who has acted as both parental roles for the majority of her life. She can't imagine life without her and is willing to do anything to keep her safe.

She holds no memories of any previous lives she may or may not have lived.

She was blessed with a rather simple form of Celestial Spacial Magic; the ability to teleport herself and objects a short distance around her. She adores her ability and often uses it for the purpose of being lazy.

I've been having a lot of fun writing this fic. Unlike my other fics this one alternates between the main siblings frequently, to the point that I'd say that they're both the main protagonists.

As a general result of leaving home so much earlier than canon, Lucy has changed a lot as well, but well - I'll leave that for the readers to find out when I do finally start posting chapters.

As for the fics I've kept almost completely on the down-low; these are fics I don't plan on posting for a very long time, but have been working on.

Anna Weasley, from Untitled Project Fandom: Harry Potter Current Word-Count: 60k Anna Weasley is a starry-eyed child - she sees the world through dream-hued glasses tainted at the edges by nightmares brought on by her rather bad habit of dying. Sometimes she sees things that others can't and that's okay - she has her twin, Ron, to help her sort out the muddled mess that is her mind.

She's bright in a simple kind of way, and a bit odd, but eternally optimistic and loyal to those she loves.

As much as I would love love love to talk endlessly about Anna, this is where I'm going to leave it. I have a lot planned for this fic and writing it between Echoes has been fun. I love the Weasley's, if you couldn't tell, and I feel like passing up the chance to jump into a story with a Weasley-centric OC would be a travesty.

Also Anna is like, in my top 3 OC's to doodle when I feel up to it ♥

Umeko Haruno, from Untitled Project Fandom: Naruto Current Word-Count: 70k Umeko Haruno has had her nose stuck to the grindstone studying and training for her future career as a shinobi for as long as she can remember. Growing up with a training companion in the form of her brilliant twin has pushed her into a diligent pursuit to surpass her own limits.

This mentality was largely influenced by the passing of her shinobi mother when she was still very young. A casualty of a mission gone wrong, her loss was felt deeply by the family with ripples that never quite ceased. Umeko's desire to live up to her mothers legacy, become strong enough to protect those she has left, and push herself to the extreme has resulted in her being a workaholic with an obsession to become a more efficient shinobi.

She's very book-smart and clinical, but she doesn't let that overshadow her kindness. She has a low tolerance for incompetence and values training above all else - there is almost no form of training she isn't willing to try, no matter the blow it might deal to her dignity or the respect others have for her.

I'm really really excited for this fic. It's a lot more fast paced than my other ones and writing it has been a lot of fun - Umeko is just a lot of fun. I've kept this fic completely hushed up simply because of Bare my Fangs, but as you can see I've got quite a bit written already.

I have a very strong idea of her story progression and how it will ultimately affect those around her, as well as the plot as a whole. I've got a few twists and turns planned that I can't wait to unveil ♥

What's this? It's A - Bonus Round!

Ↄ̶̵̸̢̰̩̪̠̗̟̪͉̮͈̯͉̹ͤ̈̑ͨͤ͌͊ͪ͛́̈͑̽͘̚͟͞ͅ ḻ̢̛̩͇̥͚̲͉͉̤̆̓̏̀ͮͥͨ͒ͪ̽̀ͤ͑͛̋͒̔̽̎ͭ̀̒̓̚͟͟͠ ἀ̴̡̩̗̫̩̮͕̼̋ͨ́̌ͣͬͨ̈́͛̆ͧ̈́͐ͣ͗̓ͭ̃͊͘̚͜͢͝ я̛̱̘̦̺͍͓̉͡я̛̱̘̦̺̉͡я̛̱̘̦̺̉͡ α̸̴̙͖̯̖̩͈̿́̏̾ͫ̓̀́ͧ͘͟α̸̴̙͖̯̖̩͈̿́̏̾ͫ̓̀́ͧ͘͟_̵̶̵̡̘̯̗̣͓̻̳̼̦̭̅ͣ̇̔̎ͬ͆̃̂ͥ͡ Fandom: ⸮⸮⸮ Current Word-Count: ⸮̷̩͓̙͔̰͎̰̘̲̤́̋̒ͥͦ͌̌͗̉̐͊ͭ̉̋ͨ̋ͬͩ̈ͨ̐ͣ͟⸮̱͈̩̜͎͖̳͚͉̤̰͎̯̞̭̖̂̊̋̀̿͐̀ͮ͘⸮̧̢̼̭͎̦͍̫͉͖̀̏̀̏ͥͦ́ Objective: ⸮⸮⸮ She'd built her life, from the ground up. Through the muck of slurried-trash heaps and the grime of sick rot tearing away at her clothes and her food and her dignity she'd persevered.

And then-

Afterward, nothing much mattered, anymore.

There was a peace in that.

More, than peace, it's like she ascended-

And then, she found, she wasn't alone.

🤫

Thank you for asking about my OC's and sorry if it was a lot more than you bargained for! I really do love them and have been quietly sitting on them for a while now :)

[annawayne]

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-Also Clouds bc I kinda commissioned those asks as a favor

Thank you once again for asking, you have no idea how I appreciate it <3 🎁 Have a piece of a WIP you want to share? Oh, well, chapter 2 of "My yellow light in your soft whispers" is going to be quite a ride :)

She saw the sea for the first time when the ship of Marley left for Paradis.  Standing on the deck, Annie gazed into the vast blue expanse that played with the smoky sky on the horizon when it was difficult to draw the line between them. The repetitive, on the verge of the irritating, sound of the gasping waves crashing against the ship’s hull almost erased the voices of Bertholdt, Reiner, and Marcel beside her, and the salty breeze brushed her face and tousled her hair, covering the dullness of her eyes. And while the three boys around her seemed to be captivated by the solace of the quavering sea in from of them and excitedly chatting about the mission, her mind was occupied with the words of the man, that called himself her father.  Forgive me, he pleaded on his knees. For what?  Annie didn’t understand it at that time, she didn’t even know the concept of being hurt, not with physical wounds, existed. She didn’t understand, so she obeyed. She forgave him at that moment. Everything I taught you had been wrong, he wailed through his tears. Why? She became the Warrior, the pride of the nation, and the shifter of the Female Titan. He became an Honorary Marleyan, with the solid guarantee of her being dead within thirteen years and a peaceful life with praise and money. Like everything it was supposed to be.  Annie didn’t understand why it was wrong when the goal of many years finally being achieved was wrong. She didn’t understand, so she obeyed. Everything she was, everything she knew, from now was a mistake. She was a mistake.  Please, come back to me, his voice was cracked by foreign emotions.  What’s the purpose of it? Annie didn’t understand, but…he saw her as her daughter, even if she was a mistake. At least, this is what she wanted to think of it at that moment.  She didn’t understand, so she obeyed. I will, I promise, she said, leaving the rusty anchor full of poison in Liberio.  The swirling currents of the ever-changing hues of blue kept crawling with its dormant strength, and their vessel destined for a deadly mission confidently took its course. Annie didn’t care about the large mass of water, she even hated it as its magnificence and power were inherited, given by nature, and she needed to go through blood and tears to gain something, someplace in this world. So the same second her small feet felt the sand of the land of devils, the open sea became just another goal, another step toward her way back home.

💭 What inspires you and your writing? Oh, well, I guess, a lot of things. For example, MYLYSW was born just from one of my art WIPs (yeah, it's going to be a part of the story too!), then all these ideas that were in my head for some time lined up into one story. But in general, I guess it's just what is interesting to me - some fanfics, that I admire, sometimes, it's music, sometimes it's just my own sketch for future artwork, even my own feelings sometimes work as inspiration because my writing is also my own reflection on topics that are important to me. 🧪 Do you research for your fics? Y E S Depending on fics, of course, some topics are quite familiar to me, some are the whole new world. Well, for MYLYSW I researched some bullets injuries to understand what I could do with Armin :D 💎 Do you often write about a relationship or focus on an individual? Hm, I would say - individuals in relationships. I don't really like the idea of dissolving in one another, so even if my characters share an enormous bond - they are still in the first place themselves. Their love is just a part of themselves, and not them entirely. That's why I always try to give my characters some "ordinary, simple" things, describing them VERY specifically to show the reader that they're alive. Like, for example, Annie loves not just sweets in general, she loves blueberry cupcakes. Armin doesn't smoke just because he wants to be sexy at 29 years old, it's an imitation of relaxation or just a few minutes just for himself or with Annie (who, yeah, through the year embraced this new habit of his, but not right at the beginning), it's like a ritual among the chaotic days. 💌 Is there a favorite trope you like to write? Oh, HEH, I guess My yellow light it's the whole tribute to the trope "Character A in danger, character B is losing it" :D So, yeah, I guess it's definitely one of my favorites. But to be honest, I don't really rely on tropes. Maybe, I have them, but I just don't recognize them as tropes.

[magsmapsmtl]

#MERMAY2023 #10 - Wildcard (inspired by my Loop Sessions 31 submission as chosen by J’aimoda)

And here we are, at the finish line. I honestly didn't know what I would do for this last piece but I wanted to commit to 10, and it couldn't be a more fitting ending.

My high school friend Helena, who is a designer, costumer and professional mermaid (amongst other things) had been following my MerMay journey this month, and was even inspired to design a tail based on my first entry. It was then that I had the brilliant idea of asking her to choose which of my Loop Sessions beats would inspire my last MerMay piece, and it couldn't have been a better choice. Loop Sessions 31 was one of many sessions whose playlists never saw the light of day due to low post-session submission count. It was the first session I got to participate in since moving back temporarily to DC a few years ago, and I happened to be in town for my birthday. It was also the last session I'd be able to participate in before the pandemic. I had incorporated Senegalese elements into my beat, and I had gotten so much good feedback on it that I decided to upload it myself, and now it's my most played LS beat by far. So in all these ways, LS_031 is in a lane of its own.

Helena immediately went to work sketching a mermaid to match the kaiju battle vibe the beat was giving: long tail, sharp fins, tentacles, four arms, and notes to add West African elements in the tail and hair. When I told her it was giving "under sea Karaba", we both knew we were on the same page. And this sense of alignment has followed me all through spring, getting me pumped for summer.

Thank you all again for following this return to self through my two first loves, in the hopes that I can carry on drawing regularly like I used to, and maybe even stream 2-3 times a month? We'll see... until then I hope you all had a happy MerMay! https://youtu.be/RYBN3yvrsoQ

[2headlightshine]

project #3 - e-textile monster

when the prompt of "plush monsters" was brought up, i immediately had a concept in mind.

i have been trying to figure out a design for a children's character based off one of these bunny sea slugs. they're a real sea slug native to japan and they just... look like this. naturally. i can't believe they're not a made up creature. translating this little cotton ball into a character has been challenging and i figured this project might help provide some insight

i made some test sketches and a pattern for the body

this was my first experience actually sewing so i had to figure out a lot of things as i went. i was trying to leave a seam allowance because i know it's important to do so, but i don't think i executed it nearly as well as i'd like to have. regardless, it was a good learning experience for patternmaking.

the point of the project was having the plush interact with tech -- with help i set up a circuit and sewed it together with conductive thread

although i was trying to be careful i definitely crossed my positive and negative wires somewhere. because it was all one color i couldn't tell where the cross was, so i pulled everything out and started again. (sad) (depressing) (nightmarish) (worst day of my life)

it actually wasn't that bad the second time around. i was more comfortable with a needle and thread at that point, and color-coding the positive and negative circuits helped me keep everything organized. because the lines aren't crossing, the lights successfully turn on.

i think it was worth messing up the first time because now i'll never go into a sewing project without making myself a guide on the plush again. referencing a drawing just doesn't click with my brain.

then i had to sew my bunny's body together and stuff it

it's a bit of a hackjob -- when you hold bunny in your hands, there are spaces where the fabric has gaps and the stuffing pokes out a bit. i also had to cut the ears off and redo them because the patterns were totally misaligned. from there, i brought some detail back into her face and her ears, and sewed buttons on for eyes. (a little creepy, but a little cute, too -- like coraline!)

from there, all that was left was putting together some clothes to protect the stuffing holes and hide the circuitry. i designed some simple overalls with a limited color palette that could play off the pinks and purples on her body already.

once i had sewn the body together, i was able to add details and embellishments. i decided to play up the button details to emphasize that homemade quality. i had to cut out the fabric under the buttons so the lights would shine through -- it's very subtle, but still visible

here's a recording of the lights in action

overall i'm very happy with the result, and i think i learned the basics of some skills that will help me a lot with my senior thesis project next semester.

What does your plush monster say about you?

my bunny has been a workshopped project for a long time and i will be spending a lot more time with her in the near future. she's a testament to my stylistic/artistic passions -- cute and nostalgic things, children's entertainment and design, weird and silly animals -- and the artistic commitment i'm trying to stick to.

i have always found it difficult to sit with a project and explore all possible avenues of it -- my brain often works faster than my hand, and once i have a rough idea on paper, i want to immediately move onto the next. i'm trying to sit and get to know bunny in as many ways as i can. i think it's a good way for me to leave my comfort zone.

What was a surprising moment?

crossing the wires for my first circuit attempt was devastating. reworking it the second time gave me another surprise -- it wasn't nearly as painful as i thought it would be. at that point, sewing had even started to become relaxing.

If you had more time, what is one thing you would change? Do next?

i'd like to learn more about dollmaking and pattern drafting, so she could be more three-dimensional instead of pillow-shaped.