#plz ask about my blorbos ;-;

[sad-leon]

Welcome to the Shadow Leo au :D

It's a lotta text, but I don't know if I'll make a fic for this au. It'll probably be a lotta fics and doodles. Asks are encouraged :D

When Splinter explodes Draxum's lab, a crystal Draxum wanted to experiment that held a bunch of shadow power, dropped on Leo, fusing him into shadows. He can only appear where there is shadow, so he can't go outside alone or in really bright rooms.

He can choose whether to be visible or not in a shadow he occupies, so if he's around strangers, he stays hidden.

Because of all the light from the explosions, he hides in Donnie's shadow as Splinter leaves. He doesn't show himself to anyone outside of Donnie for a long time. It's only when they're toddlers that they speak. Leo's speaks first and scares the hell outta Donnie. His voice has a bit of an echo-reverb tone, but otherwise normal.

Donnie tries to show everyone, but eventually let's Leo explain that he's scared of meeting everyone. He grew up with Donnie, they know all about each other and their triggers and such. Leo doesn't have that familiarity with the others and he's scared of breaking down in front of them.

When Donnie brings April to the lair, Leo is excited at the prospect of meeting someone who is also an outsider. When she and Donnie hang out in the lab, Leo shows himself to her. She tries to punch him, she just bruises her knuckled on the wall. Over the years, April, Donnie, and Leo become an indestructible trio.

The fam still doesnt know about Leo when they break into Draxum's lab. Draxum immediatly notices Leo in the shadows and gathers all his mystic crystals to try and break his shadow powers. On of the crystals he hits Leo with grants him the ability to emerge from the walls, though his still looks all shadowy.

Leo still chooses to hide in Donnie's shadow, though he ventures out on his own a bit more now that he can hold swords and stuff. Leo still steals the odachi from Draxum, but his use of it is limited to only slicing, though if Donnie swings it, Leo can influence the portals if he's connected to Donnie's shadow.

[Sidenote: when the brother unlock their Ninpo, Leo unlocks his as well, granting him ability to use his portals himself. He can also do the funky teleportation thing.]

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Leo's out on his own one night when he see's Usagi hanging around the turtle fam's lair. He appears to the rabbit and surprisingly, the rabbit doesnt freak out. Usagi and Leo are quick friends. Leo tells Donnie about Usagi and convinces Donnie to meat the rabbit and eventually, Usagi becomes an honorary turtle, just like April.

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(Leo is still Casey's future sensei, but by then they had found something, a charm or a potion, that made him physical. When Casey asks about him, Donnie avoids eye contact, but everyone else is confused.)

(The key is snatched by the foot clan because Raph couldn't get to it fast enough. Leo tries to blame himself because if he wasn't so scared he could have used his portals to get it. Donnie won't let him blame himself, and neither will anyone else when they finally meet him.)

During the movie events, Leo connects to Raph's shadow when Mikey and Donnie get flung off. He makes himself physical and pushes Raph toward his brothers. He also snatches Raph's wrist comm. Raph is too panicked to consider what just happened and jumps off to catch his brothers.

He shouts for CJ to close the portal. Casey immediatly follows the command shouted by his sensei's voice before he can process it. Leo stays physical long enough to keep Kraang distracted, then ducks into the shadows.

With the whole Prison Dimension being basically one big shadow, Leo is able to stay hidden after the portal closes. He doesnt heal in the shadows, but his inuries don't worsen. It takes about a year until Leo finds his sword and portals himself home.

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Donnie, April, and Usagi are all a fucking wreck in a way no one understands, no matter how much they explain Leo and his predicament. Raph explains that he was pushed by a shadow and Donnie breaks down on the spot. Because even though Leo would never meet the fam, he'd still sacrifice himself for them.

For months, Donnie begs Casey Jr to tell him how Future Mikey opened a portal, but CJ won't say anything past explaining how it killed Future Mikey.

Donnie doesn't stop looking for any sign of Leo, but after months he has no choice but to move on. Leo's sword was put in a glass, guarded case after Donnie tried to use it to portal to Leo.

Sometimes Donnie sits in a dark corner and talks to himself.

Then one day, the alarm attached to Leo's sword goes off. Everyone thinks it's Donnie trying to portal again, but they all rush in to see a shadowy Leo injured, on the ground. Donnie breaks down on the spot, but tries to pull himself together enough to help with bandaging what they can see of Leo's wounds.

Leo wakes up to his family around him and finally lets himself meet the rest of his brothers.

[cptnghoulowl]

So I've been watching playthroughs of Apollo Justice and

Well

[cozy-guro]

Me writing my cannibalism horror fic: I took biology in college, I should make this as accurate as possible!!

Also me: aaaaand the cannibal's boyfriend will have RH Null blood and it will taste amazing to him :)

[libraryofgage]

A Hop, a Skip, and a TARDIS Jump

Part of: Steve Deserves Good Parents, Actually Debbie and Fester Addams One | Two Rick and Evelyn O'Connell One | Two (on the way!) Harley Quinn One 10th Doctor and Rose One (you're here!) Scooby Gang (there are plans for this one lmao, so plz be patient with me orz)

I know it says 10Rose up there, but this series starts with 9Rose, because 9 is also special blorbo in my heart hfjdks Christopher Eccleston didn't have to put his whole chest into the role but he did and I love that for him

Anyway, have fun with this one! We're getting time travel shenanigans coming up (and angst, def some angst, but it'll end sweet I promise), and a little meme at the end

As always, if you see any typos, no you didn't :)

Satellite Five 200,000

Running into the woman was an accident created by the chaos of something changing on Satellite Five. Steve doesn't know what that is, exactly, but he can feel it in the air, in the way the humans around him have started rushing, in how the food stands have suddenly ground to a halt. And he comes to a halt with them, his hearts speeding up in his chest as the frenzy reminds him of another time, another planet, another chaotic scene that ended with him being launched across time and space while his home died.

When he finally gathers his wits enough to move, he turns right into a woman's leg, bumping his nose hard against her and falling to the ground with a startled cry. He holds his nose, the bridge smarting and causing his eyes to water as he looks up at a pretty young blonde woman who immediately crouches in front of him.

"Sorry about that. You all right?" she asks, her hands hovering in the air like she wants to check him for injuries but doesn't want to make him uncomfortable.

The funny thing is, Steve has seen this woman before. He saw her earlier in the day, getting into the elevator with a journalist and a man, and he assumed he'd never see her again. Nobody who got in the elevator came back. He's so overwhelmed by the shock of seeing her again that he almost misses the familiar aura around her, the lingering traces of golden space dust and passing time.

Almost.

He stares at her with wide eyes, his tears actually falling now, and then throws himself into her arms. "What took so long?!" he cries, clinging to her shirt like he'll be thrown across time and space one more time if he lets go.

"Woah, hey now, no need for crying," she says, utterly confused but gently smoothing down his hair anyway. "What's wrong?"

After taking a few moments to calm down, Steve starts to answer when he realizes something. The woman only has one heart. He can only hear one set of beats in her chest. He jerks away, his hands trembling as he stares at her. She's still covered in that familiar aura, practically swimming in it, but she's not like him.

It hurts. Steve can feel the bitter cold of disappointment replacing the hope that had started to grow between his hearts. He thought...he thought he'd get to be with someone like him again. Maybe not his original family---they're dead, long gone, and Steve is never getting them back---but a new one that wouldn't let him feel quite so alone anymore.

Maybe she was just injured. That would explain it well enough.

"Where....where's your second heart?" he asks, his voice small as he grips the hem of his shirt to steady himself. "Y-you...why do you--"

Before Steve can get the rest of the question, a man in a leather jacket, looking slightly annoyed as he checks his pockets, appears next to the woman. "Right then. C'mon, Rose, we got dead weight to drop off," he says, his tone hard.

The woman, Rose, looks up at him. "Hold on a minute, Doctor," she says, "we've got to help him find his parents first."

Steve opens his mouth, wanting to say that won't be possible, as he looks up at the man. Their eyes meet, and the words get stuck in his throat. If Rose carried lingering space dust and passing time, this man is made of it. Steve can see the gold around him, swirling and calling, singing in a way he'd forgotten about. Even the name is familiar---not that Steve knows this particular Time Lord, of course, but he knows the conventions and traditions.

"I'm afraid that'll be impossible, Rose," the Doctor says, his voice softer and full of disbelief as he crouches next to her on the ground.

"What? How do you know?"

The Doctor doesn't answer her. He just holds a hand out to Steve, waiting patiently. When Steve takes it, the world finally rights itself. He can feel the blood pumping through the Doctor's veins, fast and powerful in a way only two hearts can manage. He can practically taste time and space coating his tongue as he steps closer. When Steve places his hand on the left side of the man's chest, feeling the beating of one heart before sliding his hand over to feel the other, he cries even harder than before.

And the Doctor cries, too.

It's not a loud crying, but he pulls Steve into his arms and holds him with the same desperation and fear that he'll disappear if he loosens his grip that Steve felt when he hugged Rose. "I thought...I thought I was the only one left," the Doctor says, moving his hand to cradle the back of Steve's head.

"Doctor, what's going on here?" Rose asks.

Steve peeks out at her, and then he's lifted into the air, still held in the Doctor's arms. His jacket smells like the past and future, a soothing scent that gets Steve to relax like he hasn't in a long time. "Long story short," the Doctor says, his voice still rough from crying but recovering, "you somehow bumped into the only Time Lord child in existence." A few moments pass before he speaks again, the smile and awe clear in his voice as he says, "You're just fantastic, Rose. Fantastic."

Despite his best efforts, Steve can't keep his eyes open long enough to see how she reacts or what the Doctor does next. The exhaustion of fending for himself and pushing away the despair of losing everything sweeps over him. This could all be a dream, and the Doctor might be a figment of his imagination that disappears when he wakes up, but Steve lets himself dream for now.

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Hawkins, Indiana, 1971

"Okay, Steve, go ahead."

Steve glances up at his father, shifts his gaze to his mother, and then approaches the console. He reaches up and starts turning a dial, ignoring his mother's excited noise and his father's interested hum. Once he's turned it enough, he walks around the console and pulls a lever, flips a switch, and yanks another dial two notches to the right. Then, when he's sure his parents can't hear him, he leans in close and whispers, "Take me wherever you'd like me to be, TARDIS."

He feels something warm and happy surge under his fingers where he's holding the console. Not a second later, the familiar whooshing sound of the TARDIS fills the room, and Steve hang on for dear life as his father shouts, "Fantastic! Where do you think we'll land, Rose?"

"Somewhere child-friendly, hopefully," his mother replies, grabbing his father's arm and holding on for dear life.

Steve grins, his hearts beating fast and hard behind his ribs as the TARDIS slowly comes to a stop, its engine quieting to a gentle whirring as it parks. "Go on then," his father says, appearing behind Steve and nudging him to the doors. "See where you've brought us."

With his breath stuck in his throat, Steve slowly pulls the left door open. Sunlight streams into the TARDIS along with the delighted shrieks of other children and a warm wind that can only mean summer. Steve blinks, staring at the playground a few feet away.

"Oh," his father says, his tone duller than before, "seems boring."

This statement is followed by both the TARDIS making an offended noise and Steve's mother smacking his father in the chest. "Don't be rude! Boring is safe, which is good for Steve's first drive."

"Can...can I go play?" Steve asks, his voice soft as he feels a sudden longing sweeping through him. He hasn't played with people his age after leaving Gallifrey. In fact, he hasn't been around them. On Satellite Five, Steve didn't see other children. They were cared for on a different floor, and he never risked getting into the elevator.

Since leaving Satellite Five (since finding another Time Lord and basking in the TARDIS and crying together when Steve accidentally called the Doctor "Dad" and Rose "Mom"), Steve has been surrounded by Daleks and nanogenes and older humans and every alien under the sun, but he's never been around children.

The thought is exhilarating and terrifying and alluring all at once.

"Of course, Steve," his mother says, placing her hand on his head and brushing a few stray hairs from his face. "You go play, and we'll call you back in a few hours for some ice cream, yeah?"

Steve grins and nods eagerly, throwing a quick goodbye to his parents before running out of the TARDIS. He dashes across the street, coming to the edge of the playground before stopping. The grass turns into tiny rocks and pebbles beneath slides and swings and monkey bars and a merry-go-round. And kids. More kids than Steve really knows what to do with, which gives him an unfamiliar feeling of anxiety that makes him wipe his palms on his shirt.

"Hey, why are you just standing there?"

The question is asked by another boy Steve's age. His hair is a little frizzy and curls around his ears, and he's got band-aids covering his arms and stretching across the bridge of his nose. He's standing to Steve's left, holding a red rubber ball and ignoring the other kids around them.

"I've...never been here before," Steve says, meaning that he's never been in this situation.

The boy doesn't understand that, though. But when he says, "Oh, so you're new around here," Steve doesn't disagree. "Well, nice to meetcha. I'm Eddie."

He shifts to hold the ball against his chest with one arm and holds out his other hand. Taking it and shaking once, Steve introduces himself and asks, "Can we be friends?"

Eddie's eyes brighten, and he nods. "Yeah! Let's be bestest friends. Can I call you Stevie? Mom says you can give nicknames to friends."

"Sure! So, uh, what do we do now?"

Eddie pauses, looking at the playground with a slight frown. "We could play games," he says slowly.

"Oh! How about Weeping Angel?"

"What's that?"

Steve thinks for a moment. "Weeping Angels are these statues that move when you don't look at them. In the game, someone will face away, and the other person will start sneaking up on them. If the first person turns, the second has to freeze in place. If the first person sees them move, they lose. If the second person reaches the first and touches them, they win."

"It sounds like Rad Light, Green Light," Eddie says, tilting his head slightly. "But, sure! Let's play it."

Steve smiles brightly and follows Eddie to a clear patch of playground. "I'll be the Angel in this round," he offers, waiting for Eddie to agree before walking a few feet away. "Let me know when you're ready!"

Eddie turns around, still holding the rubber ball, and glances over his shoulder. He stares at Steve for a few seconds before looking away and saying, "Ready!"

As lightly as he can, Steve takes a few steps forward, doing his best to make no sounds like the Weeping Angels he's seen before. When he notices Eddie moving, he freezes, quickly placing his hands over his eyes but leaving enough room to peek between his fingers.

When Eddie turns, he's frozen in a classic Weeping Angel pose. Eddie studies him for a few seconds, eyes narrowed before slowly turning around again. Steve exhales softly, and the game continues.

Steve wins exactly three times, Eddie wins twice, and there's one round in which they both dissolve into laughter because of the position Steve freezes in, so they don't count it. When Eddie gets bored of playing, he introduces Steve to foursquare, which is why he has the rubber ball. When he gets bored of that he drags Steve around the playground, introducing him to each piece of equipment with pride.

By the time the sun has started to dip low on the horizon, Steve is sweaty and dirty and happier than he's ever felt as he hides under the slide with Eddie. They're pressed close together, sharing a popsicle Eddie's mother had given them, purple juice making their hands sticky.

"You're really cool, Stevie," Eddie suddenly says, his lips and tongue purple as he offers the last bit of popsicle to Steve.

After taking it and letting the cold ice melt on his tongue, Steve asks, "Hey, do bestest friends keep secrets that only they know?"

"Of course! Nothing is stronger than a bestest friend secret."

"But you gotta promise not to tell anyone. Not even your mom."

Eddie seems to realize this is serious now, and he straightens up a bit. "I won't," he promises, "cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye."

That seems a bit extreme to Steve, but what does he know of human customs? He leans in close, his mouth almost pressing against Eddie's ear, and whispers, "I'm an alien."

He pulls away in time to see Eddie's disbelieving look. "What? You look human. No way you're an alien."

"I am!" Steve says. "How many hearts have you got?"

"One. Duh."

"I've got two."

Eddie snorts. "Yeah. Right. Nobody has two hearts."

"Here, you can feel them," Steve says before grabbing Eddie's hand and placing it over the left side of his chest. He waits a few seconds, making sure Eddie can feel that heart, before sliding his hand to the right side. He watches Eddie's face turn bright red, and Steve figures it's from excitement or shock at realizing Steve is, in fact, an alien.

Before Eddie can say anything, Steve hears his mother calling, "Steve! It's time to go!"

He pouts, letting go of Eddie's hand. "Aw, man," he mumbles, crawling out from beneath the slide. Eddie scrambles after him, his cheeks still flushed and his eyes wide. "I gotta go now, but I'll see you again soon, Eddie."

"Yeah, soon," Eddie mumbles, seeming dazed until he shakes his head. "Your, um, secret is safe with me, Stevie."

Steve blinks and flashes a blinding smile. "Of course it is," he says, "You're my bestest friend."

With that, he hugs Eddie and then runs to his mother, brimming with excitement at getting to tell her all about the park and Eddie.

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If you'd like to be tagged for this series, let me know!

And, finally, a meme for your viewing pleasure:

[crazylittlejester]

I can ask you for some wars fix recs plz

I don’t read a whole lot of fanfiction because i just don’t have time or energy these days to actually read. BUT!! I can point you in the direction of people i know who write wars fics/wars fics i have read and remember lmao (people who see this feel free to comment or reblog with fic recs 🫶) click the underlined shit for links, and my apologies in advance for tagging every single person who wrote a wars fic i read in the past 4 months 🧍‍♂️

- i have 35 fics on my ao3 (Can_Opener) tagged with “Wars centric”. i primarily write Wars stuff, tho all of my fics are currently locked and are only visible to registered users because FUCK ai. I’ll make em public again once the ai thing ain’t an issue anymore, but for now they’re only visible to registered users

- Something Is Better Than Nothing (Try) by @rosadon3, summary: "He sat down and pulled the orange from his bag, running his hands over the skin, twisting it around so he could check every inch. It was safe. It was always safe. Why did he have to worry so much?" It's "projecting my insecurities onto my blorbos" hours.

- Yellow Potion by @gryphonlover, summary: Warriors struggles with eating enough food and drinking enough water for a variety of reasons, which has the unfortunate result of causing him to feel faint and sometimes even pass out. Good thing his brothers have his back.

- @catreginae has a fic where Wars is a vampire which I’ve been MEANING to read because it sounds cool as FUCK but I haven’t yet, but Wars angst writers support Wars angst writers so here is a link to the fic Thou Shalt Not Fall, and here is a link to their ao3

- @hyruledwarriorr has some good stuff, here’s a link to their ao3. He’s got a couple fics posted, some modern au stuff where Wars is a language teacher if I’m remembering right? and other good fics. I haven’t read em all yet but i enjoyed the ones I did!

- @maaarsbaars also has two wars fics that I’ve read, THIS ONE about Wars and PTSD, and THIS ONE where Wars has a feeding tube. here’s a link to their ao3

- and then there’s Numbered by @elle-rosewater which was absolutely FUCKING devastating and i threw my phone across the room at the end and had to stare at the wall for a bit to fucking recover. If you like plot twists, by GOD is this the fucking fic for you, i had to call my fiancee at like 10 pm and scream about it to them because i didn’t know what else to do with myself 😭 11/10 fic, will read again when I have the mental strength to go through it again KNOWING how it ends. AND IT’S PART OF A SERIES?? I BELIEVE?? anyways this is the summary: Some years after the end of the nine-hero adventure, Time was offered the chance to visit Warriors again. There was no way he was going to turn that down, no matter how odd the circumstances were.

thats all i can remember for right now, there are some good ones im remembering the plot of but not the actual titles, but hopefully people see this and can give you even more fic recs!!

[kirai0daisy]

Henlo! So I'd like to ask something of my favourite blorbo, Zhask!

Maybe... something fluff in relation to how many god awful food puns he makes.

IM SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAİTİNG I WAS SO BUSY PLEASE FORGİVE ME 😭

Zhask X (gender is your choice)!Reader Headcanons

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!Warnings: ANGST, THİNGS ABOUT BLOOD, WARS ETC. PLEASE DONT READ THİS İF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WİTH THOSE

Not really warnings: Fluff, Soft-side, comforting

• ZHASK knows you from the very start of the Kastiyan's terrors.

• He is not a man for to fall in love that much fast, he needs time. A lot time- but since Kastiyan's are immortal (:cant die) he haved his a lot time and finally felled(?) in love with you.

• It would be a lie if you said you didnt haved feelings for Zhask,

but you are smart enaugh to not show/tell it to him/someone else.

• 'Cuz real bad things would happen if someone know that.

• How did you guys became a couple? Well after a long time, Zhask falled in love with your fighting style, your smartness(/battle intelligence), your personality and etc.

• So he becams more soft to you. At least when nobodys around. And one day when he called out for you. And you couldnt help but think, did you did something wrong? Did you maked him angry??

• What you didnt know was it was wayyy quite opposite. He just asked you what you feel for him and you said things like 'his strongness, his leadership and etc.' but you both know this is was not everything.

• So Zhask maybe a little bit rather roughfully maked you said everything you feel for him "I.. Like everything about you. I know ım just a warrior that fighting above your leadership but feelings cant controlled..." after some seconds of silence, you continue "Im really sorry for feeling this way, I'll accept everything as punishme-" the words Zhask said shocked you "Alright I accept your date offer but anyone will.not know about this. Alright?" You looked at him shocked but then come to your senses "Alright le-" "Zhask. Or any-thing-else in closed doors"

•After yall became a couple that no one knows both you guys life turned into more.. Colorfull.

• Like every-other-else you are one of the Kastiyan's after all

and uour duty is simple; just fight with other planets, kill people and take their home. Simple as that, right?

• It's not like you have another choice anyways, but still this is your duty. But you cant help the little bit of guilt and sadness whenever you take someone's innocent life.

• But whenever you do that, Zhask will be wait to comfort you. His arms are always open to hug you when he sees the sadness in your eyes.

• Homever he literally hates PDA (:Means affection (hugging, kissing, holding hands and etc.) something like that) So he wont hug you in open-public. This does not means he wont comfort you by the words till you guys are out there.

• Anyone cant hear his words of affection tho, he only says it aloud for you to hear. And when you guys go to closed doors, he will make his awful jokes. Like plz. I know this man is trying to make you laugh but what are theses jokes 💀

• Not only I realizs that after request, he would really make awful jokes. İts literally canon. This man doesnt know anything about funny-ness(???) so his attempt to make you laugh is not how good his joke is, how awfully bad his joke is.

• "What does a nosey pepper do? It gets jalapeño business" He doesnt either knows if its funny or not. He just.. Says it. You dont know where Zhask found those jokes from tho- he says its a secret. And he says jokes in a veryy monotone tone. So the reason why you are laughing is not how funny his joke is, how awful the joke is and how he sounds like.

• But It doesnt matter to him if his jokes are awful. The thing matter to him is your laugh. Your sweet little laugh that makes him butterflies in his stomach and also makes him smile too.

• Even if you tell him to stop he will just say more because you are laughing "Pff- Cant you at least tell me a better joke?" "Theres only one thing thats better than a good joke: a joke so bad that it’s good" and you will just laugh at how awful his jokes are.

This man can race with Cyno bc of how bad their jokes are- Idk who would win tho..

• He doesnt think about his bloody-messed past when he is with you. You are like a relaxed music to him after a tired day, listening while laying. Yes you really make him feel that much nice. You are his everything.

• So why wont he say jokes even if they are really bad that can make a fish drown in the sea because of how much they laughed and water got their lungs-...... You didnt read that but what Im trying to say is he doesnt care what he is doing or saying if he got to see/listen your smile/laugh.

• The thing matter to him is.. You<3

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Cyno:

And my dear Hoshino Ai gif again<3

Please take care of yourselfs! And I hope yall have a nice day :3 Im taking any kind of requests so please dont shy to say any of it<3

[romanarose]

Romana's 1000 follower celebration!!!

Hi guys! I'm so excited to announce I recently hit 1000 followers, esp bc the 500 was just in March!! The 500 followers celebration was canceled due to car problems and school stress but I wanna do one for this bc 1000 is a big number!

I know what you're thinking "You have so many series to write for!"

I know! Let me have this!

Anywayyyyy heres what we're doing!

FMK: Fuck, Marry, Kiss: With @whatthefishh who is doing her 1000 celebration too!!! Send me an ask, I'll message Mona, and I'll reply with both our answers.

Thots: Send me thots on any of our blorbos or shows!

Q's: Send me questions about any of my series, including but not Limited to: Leather and Lace/Take Your Time, Seattle, Sunshine Starlight Sweetheart Brightside, The Wrong Way over at my dark alt account @romana-after-dark, Awakening, ETC

Ships: Send me some facts about yourself and I'll ship you with someone! Since I'm in a litany of fandoms, plz specify Star Wars, Oscar, Pedro, ETC ETC

Drabble request: Pick from either my Emo Lyric Prompt list or this fluff, smut angst prompt list and tell me which blorbo For the sake of simplicity this is who I write for: Moon Boys, Triple frontier boys, Joel and Tommy Miller, Miguel o'hara, Nathan Bateman, Han Solo, Blue Jones, and any of my OC's. If you'd like a request specific to any of my universes like The Wrong Way or Seattle or LaL, just ask! None for any that arent finished but the rest are game! About 500 words give or take

Masterlist here so you can see what's been done

Thank you so much for being with me on this journey! I've been almost a year since my first Moon Knight fic <3

I'll give this some time so requests to come in, and the 4th of July I have all day off so ima hull myself up in bed and w r i t e!

[blackberry-command-cap]

intro (as of October 2024) :||

Pertinent information about me:

Call me Blackberry <3

She/her, turning 18 in one month

Improving from what is probably burnout and also mild depression

I doodle a lot. Sometimes I draw comics. I don't do fancy art or writing bc it takes too much patience. I take a lot of screenshots of my SWTOR babies :D besides that I mainly just appreciate other people's (very cool) stuff

Currently obsessed with Star Wars, more specifically the Sequel trilogy and SWTOR, more specifically Armitage Hux (tagged #i need a hux tag) and a handful of OCs (more on them on my character page).

I'm Christian and a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Posts related to that are tagged #spiritual stuff or #church stuff.

Newish to Tumblr and online social etiquette so if I come off as weird it's probably because I don't know the social rules 😅

I like to talk about my interests but don't want to bore ppl so if you want to hear more about something feel free to ask! Interactions and asks always welcome (plz talk to me)

Less pertinent information about me:

I like to play D&D and Mario Kart

I used to read a ridiculous amount when I was younger and now I have a complicated relationship with several YA series, especially Twilight (which I am happy to yap about if prompted)

Mumbo Jumbo from Hermitcraft is my spirit animal (though I haven't watched him in years)

I am an ambiverted ENTP-T coming to terms with my Rebel tendency (from the Four Tendencies book, highly recommend)

My brain is really good at math and really really bad at writing (also bad at social stuff. not really a good deal tbf I want my money back)

I like suits and I hate wearing skirts

I am a morning person (my ideal sleep schedule is roughly 8 pm to 4 am - we're trying to get there but it's hard)

Tagging is pretty disorganized but I try :/

Me talking: #bb thoughts, #bb thinkings, #bb complains etc.

#i need a hux tag - the man himself 🤭🤭 I can't asd;fkjasldfj\

#oc: worst sith ever (+anxiety) - my current favorite SWTOR blorbo <3

other Character tags are on my character page

#my doodles, #real life stuff - self explanatory

#church stuff - posts related to my church's culture or doctrine, or generally organized religion

#spiritual stuff - posts not specifically about organized religion but still religious in nature

#cool art 👍🏼 - art that strikes me or has a particularly good vibe (because it's pretty)

#lore and analysis - any post where someone has typed out their thoughts, headcanons, explanations, whatever in a big block of text

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

Have any favorite whump fics/whump writers you'd like to share with the class? (Plz help I can't find good whump anymore)

I’m afraid I’m not the right person for you to ask this because, while I absolutely love whump, I don’t actually filter whump tag on AO3 and I don’t read about anybody’s OC or original story (OCs and original stories are cool! they’re just not for me and I just don’t have time to read one) and when I look for something to read, I go to the tags for my Blorbos or my comfort ships for the specific fandoms I’m in, and if there’re whump in those fics then that’s an extra bonus, but I don’t necessarily filter just for whump tag (also I write — for the fandoms I’m in — more than I read).

I have favorite fanfic writers, but they all write mainly for our shared blorbos and comfort ship, and while they also write whump, it’s not necessarily the main focus of their works (as they’re more fandom writers than whump writers).

I do plan on making a post about movies and tv shows that I like that have whump in them soon though, but as for “whump in an original story” which I assume is what you’re looking for, then I’m afraid I can’t really make any recommendation here, sorry love.

[silkwhim]

Uh, a few questions on you lil blorbo guys

Plz link if you already answered some of my questions in a different post 📫

What dose your lil birdbugs evolve from?

What enviroment do they most commonly live in

What do they eat?

How do they communicate with eachother?

Are they solitary or communal?

helloo sorry for late

1. i have some vague ideas for their evolutionary history but nothing official enough to properly answer this question, but its nothing from earth/an already existing animal if ur wondering that

2. they originate in the desert and the majority of ensthirs still live there, both because that is where they are most adapted to live and because most of their home continent is desert/grassland/savannah. they are also found in forests and coasts

3. ensthir are omnivorous, and before civilisation they were opportunistic scavengers so they *can* eat just about anything but they doesn't mean they *want* to eat anything. they're pretty picky nowadays and most actually really dislike meat, as the taste of it on their planet is just downright bad, either cooked or raw. some can be helped by spices, but not all... anyways, i made some posts showing i little snipped of their diet!

4. they have a very multifactorial method of communication, combing many biological tools into one way of speech. firstly they are able to make various sounds by clicking and grinding moutparts together, however this is only a very minimal part of their language. the most central part is the "sign language" used by moving their antennae in specific patterns. the antennae can be compared to both hands and eyebrows; they say words and also express emotion in the way they speak, or in the way they are held when stationary. the tips of the antennae also contain olfactory receptors used for smelling tasting- they can be used to investigate objects or other organisms, or can be used to recieve chemical signals emitted by other ensthir. the chemical signals can only be picked up by physical touch as they don't emit a strong scent. this was originally an evolutionary tactic to avoid attracting predators, but now also makes a great way of "whispering". said chemical signals can be produced by glands above the skin on the chest as well as on the wrists, and is able to be rubbed onto objects. depeding on the signal, it may last for only a few minutes for up to a day. (i dont study chemistry dont ask me for details!!)

5. very communal! it's almost impossible for an esnthir to live alone - not because they physically can't, but because interaction with other individuals as well as just being in their presence is part of their essential mental and emotional needs. an ensthir living in isolation may face a severe decline in mental (and therefore physical) health in only a few earth months. luckily, this doesn't happen very often, as communities are very close and never let any individuals feel left out and take mental health and disorders very seriously, even coming up with their own remedies for such issues, both medicinal and therapeutic.

I hope this answers very well!!!! thank you for ask

[duketectivecomics]

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[mrstsung]

Askbox: Closed. Until people send me requests instead of complaining about my posts and opinions on fictional characters.

These are what I'll write and not write.

Rules:

IF YOU ARE A MINOR,I WOULD PREFER IF YOU DO NOT REQUEST NSFW WORKS. thank you. I am 18+ and I'm trying to make this a better and safer blog.

For recently, i have decided to not make any x reader fics and hcs for other people for the character shang tsung. I do not wish to share this particular character. So he is off limits. But anyone else is fine.

I do not post often here so apologizes if i dont get to anything right away.

My main blog is @arttrampbelle . I do post there but im trying to post here again more. For mortal kombat stuff

If you have any questions or concerns let me know

I don't do mk12/mk(1) 2023. So plz do not ask for that. I can do truly any other version. Sorry. I can maybe make a hybrid or my own version but it wont be like the actual game so of you're fine with that i could maybe make it work but i would very much rather do mk9,mk10,mk11,mk 1995,and mk legends.

I write hcs and imagines mostly. Full length fics are harder for my nurodivergent brain to do.

*added* i can write my own verse of mk12/mk1 shang tsung. But again i won't be writing him for anyone else,just myself or hc ideas. So if you wanna hear about them. I can do that. But sadly no x readers anymore of him. Again this is a personal choice.

Characters i will do:

Liu kang

Kung lao

Raiden

Fujin

Kuai liang (SUB ZERO/TUNDRA)

Hanzo hasashi(THE ONLY SCORPION!)

Bi-han(NOOB SAIBOT AND OG SUBZERO)

Reptile(lizardman look only because y'all cowards. Im not sorry)

Shao kahn

Johnny cage

Jax

Kabal

Kano

Erron black

Sindel

Kitana

Jade

Mileena

Goro

Kintaro

Sheeva

Quan chi(yes even him)

Shinnok(tho im not as good with him so plz bare with me)

Characters i won't do,things i can't do:

Any of the other elder gods besides shinnok because im not as good with them. So apologies.

Any of this titan nonsense. They don't exist to me. Sorry.

Shang tsung. He's my blorbo. And i have decided to not share or write for him anymore. So i really do apologize but i can't trust writing for other people with this character. I wanna write and self ship with this character in peace. So plz do not request any writing with shang tsung from now on. All my writing,art,kontent, for shang will be exclusively for myself only.

I do not write god liu kang(unless a corruption arch au idea?) Nor write him as some savior. You get the real chosen one or nothing at all.

I do not do character x character. I do not do anything outside of self shipping or character x reader or canon x oc/self inserts. So plz do not ask for this.

I do not write smut for minors. You can request fluff or sfw kontent only.

If you have something specific in mind,plz be as detailed as possible. Otherwise i will more likely do a in general thing

I write mostly GN and fem readers. I am not as good with masc readers yet. So apologies.

If you again have any questions. Let me know.

Ask box:closed

[fahbev]

Hey, I saw the ask/draw game and I really love “Damian’s Adventures in Being Nice,” so taking inspiration from that, maybe Dick or Damian in 4C?

From this ask game

Hmmm, Dick OR Damian? You give me a tough choice. I’ve already Drawn Damian eight times (posted four), and I’ve drawn Dick once (simple drawing, never posted). So I could either draw my blorbo again... or I could branch out and try something different with a character I also love. Hmmm...

dun dun DUN DUN!

C’mon you knew who I was gonna choose xD

My GOD i LOVE drawing expressions! It’s SO fun to just take an emotion and go absolutely HAM.

I read this ask late at night so I didn’t notice it was talking specifically about DAiBN until i went to answer it, so I originally drew him a bit older. I usually think of Damian as being around ten, but i tried drawing him as a teen closer to sixteen-ish. I messed around with it though and liked the younger version better, but I cleaned up the other version too so here ya go

All i did was make his face longer, cheeks slimmer and changed his nose. Well technically i did that in reverse to make the younger version but yk.

First one done! This was so fun plz send me more!

[afoolandathief]

Numbers 3 and 11 from the writeblr end of year ask game plz 💜

end of the year - writeblr ask game

3. did you achieve everything you wanted to this year? if not, how will you go about it?

I had hoped to be a little further with revisions on Those Horrid, Horrid Things and to have (re)written a chunk of Something Wicked during NaNo, but I'm not going to sweat it. My goal this year is to revise THHT so it's read to query. As for SW, I'm going to work on that when I'm ready to.

11. which scene was harder/easier to write than anticipated? why?

I got back into two WIPs this year: Hymn to a Washed Up God and The Friendly Visitors. Both of which are — I don't know — a little grimmer, in different ways? In HTAWUG I had a harder time than I anticipated with sex scenes (which may be why I've taken a while with this Aphrodite chapter). I had a fairly easy time writing a bastard character like Leech in TFV (which, given he's my latest little blorbo, I shouldn't have been so surprised by):

He leaned forward, clasping his hands between his knees like a prayer. “If I had my way, I’d cut you open and let your guts float on the waves for the birds to eat. I’d fill your veins with saltwater and eat your heart with kelp and pickled herring. I’d curse your name till it was never spoken again. And any children from those shriveled balls of yours would be cursed for seven generations for all food to taste of ash and all drink of oil and gasoline.”

[ourlordandseivior]

I am asking once again for good cyberpunk vibes playlists plz i’m trying to daydream about my blorbo of the month

[strangestcase]

I saw you dangling the pendulum and yes I DO want to ask you about your league of extraordinary gentlepeople so bad /gen

Tell me about your blorbos plz <3

CRIES FROM HAPPINESS

Okokok so the league lineup is the same as the movie (with. griffin still in there as the domesticated asshole of the bunch) and instead of quatermain and tom its irene adler and alice (...wonderland) cuz i am very predictable lol

the nautilus might as well be powered on sexual tension because dear lord! transgender autistic polycule good for them good for them! not a single braincell between these very intelligent capable adult human beings

Mina is the leader and they're so very long-suffering that's like..... earth to jupiter lenght of long suffering. Has a messiah complex. thinks that if she isnt useful or helpful or good she dies and the fact that she's also half vampire and wants to drink their teammates like meaty capri suns doenst help!!!!!

nemo basically drives them around makes the contraptions and is the true brains of the bunch mostly about strategic stuff and also the main swag provider

Irene is the secondary swag provider and she also shoots good. she has so much cred EVERYWHERE she's like, the league's agent/manager or something lol

jekyll/hyde is GO CRAZY GO STUPID!!! its like the typical superhero team tank but four feet something and rabid and stinky. he bites people, and enjoys it. everybody else in the team is lowkey to highkey scared of them and they're RIGHT. the evil bastard of all time.

griffin is also a bastard but he's like more jaded and cynical and he'd sell his teammates to satan for a corn chip, maybe less. He's blind and he makes way too many jokes about that.

alice is!!! so autism. finds the league to be like her new family. a gay stupid family that sucks, sparkly heart emoji. she tries soooo hard to be level headed and stuff.

i dont have a plot in my head other than silly stuff but uuuuh beach episode. waht gives.