#preferably do not comment on this unless you're close to me! thanks

[angeltism]

me omw to personally end all heart disease and problems

[sweetpupii]

a heavy, exhausted sigh could be heard from the front door as it closed and something loudly—a backpack perhaps—dropped to the ground. ( hopefully nothing broke. )

the shuffling footsteps going from the living room to your room a clear indicator that it was just jayce and not a very loud burglar breaking into your apartment.

“hi, how was—oh?” your smile quickly turned into a surprised look as he interrupted your greeting by taking your phone out of your hands, spreading your legs to lay his full body weight on top of you, letting out another deep exhale from his chapped lips. don't even waste your time trying to convince him to take a lip balm to leave the house; he always forgets.

“I'm so tired…” he mumbled against the fabric of your top, instinctively snuggling into your abdomen while seeking warmth and contact. eyes growing even heavier than before. “I missed you.”

a soft smile finding its way to your lips once more at the quiet confession, gently tracing his tense shoulders with an index finger. “missed you too; you got home pretty late.”

he lazily nodded with a hum, hands slowly sliding up and down at your sides to distract himself from the stress. today has been absolutely awful. he just wanted to come home and cuddle while you talk about whatever.

a break.

“I still haven't found a material that does the same thing as cobalt for my project and is also cheap; nickel overheats, silicon expands, and I can't even afford graphene… it's driving me crazy.” a slight groan can be heard in his voice, clearly exhausted from trying and failing multiple times. 

“you won't be able to think about other solutions if you're working your ass off.”

“...yeah, I know that already, but I just—everyone’s already done with their own projects or already knows how to do it, but I'm still trying to figure it out.” jayce’s lips twitch into a frown, squeezing his eyes shut before burying his face on your chest. the gentle beat of your heart soothing his overwhelmed brain.

“from now on, no talking about work here unless it's really necessary. can't have you getting gray hairs in your early thirties.” he could only scoff at that comment.

“it's not like it would look bad…right?”

“nope but still, I would prefer seeing those because of the time that passes and not from stress.” the gentle kiss on his forehead automatically makes him lean forward into you, silently asking for more.

it felt good to think about being with you long enough you start seeing his gray hair appear.

“thanks…” jayce whispered while moving his head to also be able to return the affection with tiny kisses, his stubble lightly scratching your skin, gently trailing up to your lips with a steady and soft kiss that pulled you closer and easily melted away any lingering frustration in his body.

god, it felt good to be home.

masterlist

[om-nom-snom]

do you do rival hcs/drabbles/what have you? would love some Hop, Bede, & Marnie ones plz!! (also if specified gender is alright could it be fem, masc, fem? ty if you do or np if you dont!)

[Dating Headcanons]

Adult!Hop x reader, Adult!Bede x reader, Adult!Marnie x reader

Hop <3

Dating Hop sure is an adventure at times

Our loveable Pokémon professor in training is just as excitable about dating as he is about... Well, just about everything

Right from the first date you have him hook, line, and sinker

As soon as you're comfortable he's introducing you to his family, he's particularly keen to have you meet Leon

Don't worry, Leon loves you

Hop isn't scared of PDA, including in front of his family, and he's happy to follow your lead on it

Expect plenty of very entertaining family barbecues with Hop always keeping an arm around you

He loves when you visit him at work too

It's so easy for him to get wrapped up in all his work and research that sometimes you need to drag him away for a break

Often the promise of kisses and a fresh cup of tea is all the convincing he needs

Hop brings you on fieldwork too, he likes getting to combine two of his favourite things

I feel like he confessed his feelings originally after being away on fieldwork, he came back and gave you an applin as a confession

Dating Hop is definitely exciting, but he's also a very devoted and affectionate partner

Bede <3

The fact Bede managed to get a boyfriend is a literal miracle

Hop thought you both were kidding at first

Bede was super sweet when asking you out though, all embarrassed and blushing while asking if you were free for dinner

He's usually not the most open with his affections in public, generally he prefers to keep things private

That is, unless he's jealous

Then all bets are off and you have a new appendage with an amazing pink jacket

In private Bede is fond of small shows of affection, caressing your cheeks and kissing your hands are some of his favourites

He takes you out on plenty of dates too

Cute cafes in Ballonlea, nice restaurants in Wyndon, nature walks through the wild area

He's surprisingly doting and makes sure to protect you from any potential league drama you might be exposed to as the partner of Ballonleas gym leader

Speaking of him as gym leader, he keeps a private box at his stadium for you and Opal so the two of you can spectate his matches in comfort

Opal spends most of the time gossiping with you, and sharing the odd embarrassing story involving Bede

He always goes bright red when either of you mention anything but he's secretly glad you two get on so well

Marnie <3

Okay, so I feel like Piers and Team Yell would be so preoccupied keeping boys away from Marnie that they wouldn't think twice about female friends of hers

After a couple years of knowing her and being close friends you two start officially dating

Though she definitely kissed you before ever taking you on a date

You're the first person she's ever actually dated so she takes a little while to feel things out

Piers is the first to know and that's after well over half a year of you two dating

Marnie would definitely be happy if you had something in common with Piers that the two of you could bond over

She wants the two most important people in her life to like each other

Despite her reserved nature she can be quite forward in her affections

Expect her to take charge in turning you to face her for kisses or even pulling you into her lap in private

She loves physical contact, feeling you against her in any way is just so comforting

Marnie also loves to hold your hand, even in public, and she'll tell off anyone that comments negatively on it

Expect to be treated like absolute royalty by the new Spikemuth gym leader, including your own mini protection squad

Thank you for the request Anon! I hope you don't mind me aging up the characters a little, I love these guys and their canon careers post game so much that I couldn't help myself :)

[elaemae]

The premium version of human is here to wreck house, mfs.

[Twst x Obeyme!AFAB!reader]

CHP. 1.1: The start of the Blood Rose Tyrant.

Thank you, my amazing readers, for all the likes, comments, and reblogs🥹 It makes so happy, like– almost nothing can top the joy of seeing y'all liked my work :)

Btw, If you have any questions about my tagging and/or literally anything you wanna ask me bout the fic, just reach out to me and I'll try my best to answer you.😊

CW: Cursing, Idk what else... There's also the pronoun schtick I've been yapping about since pr. 1. (i.e MC will get mistaken for a pretty guy a lot -Mc is AFAB referred to as they/them- because the NRC cast have come to expect only boys to be in the school. Excluding the paintings ofc.)

(My pic)

Fun fact: While all of your ornaments act as containers to very *nom*-able amounts of magic, such a thing can be dangerous as it may give away your location if you need to hide or run away from someone.

Therefore, all of them were cast with a special spell developed by Solomon that makes it so that people can't sense that magic unless they're really close to you physically.

(Not to mention, only exceptional mages can actually have the hope of picking up on that magic as your all jewelry were also cast with a heavy magical concealment blessing from both Micheal and Luke.)

• • •

'What the hell is this?'

You think as you fiddled with the fancy pouch in your hands.

You had opened the gift box to find the pouch containing some basic skincare products and just went; ( •_•)..?

Like– What the hell? Who does that?? Are they saying that you're ugly and needed to start taking care of your face?! Well excuse you, I'll have you know –whomever you are– that this face was approved by Asmodeus himself you rude lil' shi—

*Ehem*

So like any sane person is supposed to do in that situation, you checked if the products were cursed or charmed and then pocketed it to maybe sell it in the future for some cash. (Lovely gift but you were taught never to use/ingest things given to you by strangers.)

Leaving the infirmary, you venture into the botanical garden, hoping you'd find some edible plants that you and Yuu can nibble on until you can procure other food options and some all important moneh. (Ugh, if only that damn crow didn't escape and hide away from you, you would've extorted his cowardly-ass and bought some food instead of needing to resort to this bs.)

'Trying to find a stone in a long abandoned mine is simply a fools errand.'

You thought as you absent-mindedly skipped past a certain tall, dark, and handsome man with horns, unknowing of the look of pure curiosity pointed at your back as you continued your musings.

'But oh well, they wanted to try so they might as well be those fools.'

You're not gonna stop them if they wanna try to fix things even though you've mostly stabilized the situation. (Not that they know.)

Damn, you also need to go to the library later so that you can learn what changes you'd need to do in order to adapt and know the problems you'd likely experience in this world.

Knowing yourself and your history for being a magnet of chaos, It'd probably involve almost dying more times than you have fingers and unearthing some deeply-buried soul-crushing trauma in which the only thing you'll get in return are the friends you've made along the way.

Aside from that though, you'd need to gain yourself a foothold in this society.

Preferably, there would be a lot of rich and influential people in this school to suck up to, but if those aren't enough then maybe you can venture into industries where you can kiss-ass in peace.

As much as you'd love to be optimistic, Crowley is the almost literal embodiment of a dead-beat dad barely pays child-support and your own search for a way home may take years before coming to fruition.

Tsk. You can feel your stress levels transcending the mortal plane of existence again as you can already envision the figurative mountain-range you'd need to climb just to achieve stability in this place.

$°\•m°n.. p/€∆$3.. H€\₱ m£...

Times like these just make you wanna curl up onto the floor in a fetal position and let the earth consume you whole.

Oh! And you also need to obtain a stronger blackmail material against Crowley to make sure he won't try anything remotely against you.

'Hmm... But maybe...'

You think as you took a quick and discreet glance to a security camera that had been "coincidentally" pointed at you.

Well, not really a coincidence.

If the mf behind these creepy-ass cameras —that have been watching you since your arrival here, mind you—, can lend you a hand then that would be the optimal outcome. There are a lot of security cameras after all...

Though there's also a large possibility that the fucker wanted you dead because of either boredom, simple bloodlust, money, vengeance (for some reason), your organs or all of the above.

You sighed as you entered the botanical garden, telling yourself to just worry about that later and focus on finding food.

If you get in trouble for taking plants here, you'll just throw Crowley under the bus. (figuratively and literally if he decides to be a bitch about it.)

• • • •

Yuu, Grim, Ace, and Deuce stumbled out of the mirror, finally away from the creepy forest and back into the college.

They all flinched and turned their heads back when they heard a dramatic 'Tsktsktsk–' from behind them.

"Well well well~ Look who finally decided to show up at–"

*checks imaginary wrist watch*

"46 minutes past midnight.. Huh.. If you all got any curfew for your dorms then you're both toast. Can't believe y'all spent more than five hours looking for a single rock..."

You said, referring to the two first years who flinched under your words and judgemental eyes.

"You all look like shit by the way."

Yuu awkwardly scratched their head.

"Thanks?"

*Sigh...*

"You're welcome, bbg."

"Just hurry up and give that rock to the fuckin crow already so that you all can spare the world from having to witness anymore of your gross, sweaty, homeless-lookin selves."

Deuce shrunk even further behind Yuu. (funny because Yuu was at least half-a-head shorter.)

Ace meanwhile, has too much ego to not say anything back.

"We wouldn't be looking like this if you at least helped!" He snarked.

"Why should I?"

You Dwayne-the-rock-Johnson raised your eyebrow at him.

"I don't owe any of you a smidgen of literally anything so why should I help?"

It wasn't a question, but a statement. Because why should you help? They should be grateful you even talked Crowley out of expelling them immediately. Not that they know but still...

But of course, audacity is gonna audacity. Because, Ace really had the nerve to look offended by your words, as if you weren't saying something as truthful as the sky being blue, the grass being green, and your ass being a literal masterpiece from god.

"Don't even try to pass off the blame, Weasley-wannabe. I know it, you know it, your mom knows it, your dad if you have one, your entire bloodline and your non-existent cow knows it, there's literally no point."

Ace literally almost snarled at you like a damn dog, pft– That's what he gets from pissing you off by existing earlier.

"Oh shut up!"

He then looked like he was about to start a rant of how unfair his life was and how he totally didn't deserve any of this and blahblahblahblahblah–

You swear on Diavolo and Luci's fruity man-boobs, you'll hang this bitch upside down like a bat if you had to hear another complaint about things being unfair for him.

What about you? or Yuu? Isn't life more cruel and unfair to you two? Taking you both away from loved ones and shoving you into a world where you two need to fight for a temporary sanctuary as you both try to go home with no real proof you'll actually be able to make it back?

Isn't life more unfair to you? Right when you almost finally achieved the start of your happy ending.. You were taken away from the people that you fought tooth and nail to be with.. And now, they're all too far away for you to reach... again.

Deuce elbowed Ace, thankfully making the jab to the ribs painful for the annoying ginger.

You dramatically sighed again, turning to Yuu and Deuce.

"Remember kids, don't copy Ace's attitude okay? Lest you want to end up single and with no bitches for the rest of your life."

Ace's right eye twitched erratically, shouting at you to shut up and to stop messing with him.

• • • • •

Talking with the crow is an annoying affair as expected. At least now, Yuu is finally an official learner of the school. Even if they're just half-a-student with the loud talking cat. (That kinda reminds you of Mammon, now that you think of it. Also very funny because the cat's name is grim of all things..)

Oh, and you're a prefect now. You're definitely going to make that everyone's problem. Hehehehehe~

"So the abandoned dorm we were supposed to live in is fixed now? How? Hasn't it only been like– a day?"

You ominously beamed at the question, releasing a sinister little giggle that caused Ace, Deuce, and the now wide-awake Grim to subconsciously shiver while Yuu refrained from asking further questions and just wisely snickered instead.

Unseen by everyone, you sent a quick devious little smile to a wall where a certain electrical device was mounted, biting down a snort when you saw the security camera suddenly snap into another direction, as if it was a person embarrassed that they got caught by someone they were staring at.

You then had to hold back a cackle as you remembered how easily this newly made stalker friend of yours snitched on the headmaster, like– you literally didn't even do anything, the flustered boy just gave you the blackmail material that you needed. Well, maybe you did corner him a little bit by using his own electronics against him but you're pretty sure he enjoyed it for some reason if the way he literally blurted out 'mommy-' at you was anything to go by—

Haha, the benefits of having a hacker as a fren :3

• • • •

Kicking away the two idiots and telling them to go back to their dorms already, you dragged Yuu inside the now newly fixed dorm.

The two of you needed to talk about a few things and arrangements..

• • • •

Quickly opening the door in hopes that the fucker that was banging on it gets mash-dabbed face-first, you saw nothing but disappointment as the bastard — Ace — had actually moved away from the door in an impressive display of intuition and spidey-sense before you had even wretched the door open.

"What the fuck do you want, you ugly punyeta?"

It hasn't even been a few hours since this mf parted ways with you and Yuu, so what could be the problem now?

. .. . . . . ..

"No, you're sleeping on the couch."

"What?! But why?!! There are perfectly good rooms here!"

"All the other rooms besides the one we're using are still unfurnished. The beds in them are yet to be assembled and the floors are dusty because of the quick renovations." Yuu stated, rubbing the bridge of their nose.

"Ughhhhh! Just let me squeeze in, I promise I won't take up too much space!"

"Nice try but no."

"Tch, You're all so stingy and inhospitable.."

"Yuu, Do you hear that?" You said, theatrically cupping your ear with a hand.

"Yes, It seems that a forever virgin is talking." Yuu answered with a smirk.

"Hey!"

"Sorry, you oompa-loompa lookin ass— we unfortunately can't understand the language of people who can't pull."

"You guys are the worst."

"Thanks bbg." you and Yuu paused.

"Pft–"

"Oh dear~ It seems you're starting to take after me."

"Indeed it seems." Yuu replied, even subconsciously copying the fancy accent you used.

"Oh no, you're multiplying. :0"

"Haha, we're still dragging you to apologize to your Housewarden later."

"Aww shucks.."

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[safebear]

Flirting with Gallagher as he makes you a drink.

~a/n: flirting, mentions of alcohol, mentions of kissing, slightly flirty!Gallagher, flirty!fem!reader.

Watching him and noticing how focused Gallagher gets when creating signature drinks. Getting mesmerized by his expert movements as he pours the right amount of liquor into the glass. He can feel your eyes on him. He looks up, meeting your eyes. "Is it that interesting to watch me make drinks?" You smile. "Would you prefer I look out the window and focus on the view of the city instead?" Knowing your eyes are watching him as he works, he won't admit that it makes him a bit nervous. A part of him wants to impress you, but it's sort of hard for him not to get nervous when your beautiful, intense eyes follow his every move. But he wouldn't want your gaze to be anywhere other than on him, which he wouldn't tell you. "Which ever you prefer. It's your choice."

"I do admit that the view of the city and its bright lights is an exquisite view, but I think the view of you is even more mesmerizing." Your confession catches him off guard, causing him to accidentally spill some liquor. You smile to yourself at his reaction. He clears his throat as he cleans up his mess. "If you're flirting with me just to get a free drink, it's not working." You fake a disappointed pout. "Aw really? What a shame. I thought my plan was working." Finishing the drink off with a garnish, he places it in front of you. "Nice try." Smiling, you grab the glass, bringing it to your lips. You pause before taking a sip. "What if i gave you a kiss? Would that at least get me a discount?" He keeps a straight face, pretending to be unfazed by your flirty comments. "Do you say that to all the bartenders?"

"Nope. Only with you, my favorite bartender." The corner of his mouth slightly raises. "I suppose I should feel honored then." Smirking at him, you rest your chin on the back of your hand and slightly tilt your head at him. "You should be very honored." The bar's clock rings, indicating it's closing time. You're surprised it's that late, not noticing how fast time flew by while chatting with Gallagher. Swallowing the rest of your drink, you hop off of the bar stool, taking out some money from your purse to pay for the drink. "Don't worry about it. It's on me." He says while cleaning a glass. You're surprised for a second, but soon a smile graces your features. "Was my flirting that effective to persuade you to change your mind about that free drink?"

"Possibly. But you should know by now that you don't have to sweet talk me into giving you a free drink. I'm more than happy to give you as many drinks as you like. After all, you are my favorite customer." His words cause a blush to cover your cheeks. Your eyes slightly widen, surprised by his sudden confession. He smirks, enjoying the look on your face, satisfied that he's the one making you flustered this time. "W-well, thanks for the drink Gallagher. Another delicious recipe." You stutter out as you try to calm your racing heart. "I'll see you next time." You turn for the door, but he suddenly stops you. "Let me walk you home. It wouldn't be right to let a lady walk home alone this late at night."

He holds the door open for you. Smiling, you thank him, but you can't help yourself from teasing him. "What a gentleman. A free drink and a strong, handsome man to make sure I get home safely. How should I repay you?" Putting your finger on your chin, you think about how to repay him. "Hmm, how about a kiss on the cheek?" "You don't have to return the favor. Just doing my job."

"But it wouldn't be fair to not give my thanks when you've done this much for me. Unless, this is your plan all along just for me to give you a kiss." He chuckles. "Seems I've been caught." He teases, playing along. You both arrive to your home, stopping on your door step. "Well, you should know by now that I'm more than happy to give you a kiss." Getting on your tip toes, you peck his cheek, once again thanking him and saying your goodbyes before closing your front door. Gallagher smiles to himself, replaying the feel of your lips on his cheek as he heads back to the bar. Little does he know, your lipstick left a mark on his cheek.

[witchysylv]

simple negative energy capture spell jar

hello! this is a spell from my bos that i typed out today, and thought i'd share with all of you.

it's a basic energy capture jar. what it does is it takes negative energy that hits it and absorbs it into the jar, keeping a space safe. it can be considered to be a type of ward.

feel free to modify this to your needs! if you try it, let me know how it goes in the notes.

ingredients

a jar or bottle of your choosing

a small mirror to go on top of the jar (i prefer aluminum foil, but either works)

a binding sigil, either handmade or sources from someone else

obsidian for protection

basil for attracting negativity to the jar (and not you)

cinnamon for protection and defense

mugwort for a magical boost

hyssop for purifying the captured negative energy

st. john's wort to handle the negativity

dandelion for added protection

a black candle

optional: mullein, acrimony

steps

create, print, or copy down your sigil. assemble other ingredients and perform any pre-spell rituals you have.

place ingredients into the jar. you can select the order, or you can do it like this: cinnamon, basil, st. john's, dandelion, hyssop, mugwort.

as you place each ingredient into the jar, visualize your intent for it. you can also speak an affirmation such as "this jar will protect me" if you wish.

fold your sigil thrice away from you, tucking it in the jar, and following it with your crystal.

pop the cork, lid, or seal on the jar.

seal JUST the edges with the candle, and place the mirror in the center of the closing contraption.

et voila, you're done! place it wherever you need that protection.

notes

i'm autistic and selectively mute, so i usually don't speak during my spells, focusing more on intention. this is something you can modify.

i would rate this an 8/10. it's a good basic protection jar, and you don't need anything too extensive for protections unless someone is after you or something anyway.

anyway, i hope that's helpful to someone! if you have comments, suggestions, etc., do let me know. part of what i miss about old witchblr is the open dialogue that used to be spread on posts; people don't talk enough now. so feel free to come talk to me, and if you have improvements, i'm all ears!

thank you for your time.

[isadollie]

★ isadollie's 100 followers event!!

(CLOSED!)

tysm everyone for participating in my event!! 🫶🫶 i look forward to making more in the future<3

guys guys guyss!!! thank you so so much for 100 followers!! you have no idea how much it means to me, i'm thankful to every single one of you 🥹🫶 therefore, i came up with an event, as a thank you<3

i offer you two things;

1. Selfships!

★ send me some info about you, what you like, not like, what would be your perfect date, and tell me who your lover is<3 (basically any anime character you ship yourself with). based on info you sent me about yourself, and describing some details about you, and your lover, i'll give you:

• a little moonboard of your relationship

• some headcanons

• a song i like to fit your relationship

• a little drabble of some daily life/confession/cozy moment etc. all fluff!

interested? send me an ask through the inbox with the tag #isadollies100 and write as muchh as you can abt the two of you!

you can also choose a setting; i can give you your selfship in a "normal" au (the same one as the one that your character is from) or fantasy au (where i tell you what fantasy creature you or one of you would be)

2. Matchups!

★ do you not know who do you ship yourself with? no problem, I'll help! send me a loot of info about you and choose a fandom, i'll give you your match! i'll also provide you with:

• a little moonboard of your relationship

• some headcanons

• a song i like to fit your relationship

• a little drabble, fluff only!

• explanation of your 2nd choice

basically the same as a selfship, the only difference is that i will also choose your match, instead of you choosing it yourself!

interested? send me an ask through the inbox with the tag #isadollies100 and write as much as you can about yourself!

same as for the selfships, both normal, and fantasy au are available!

additional information:

— for a matchup, choose one fandom out of: tokyo revengers, haikyuu, blue lock, obey me, attack on titan, jujutsu kaisen (please note i only watched the first season)

— for a selfship, choose one character from any of these fandoms: tokyo revengers, haikyuu, blue lock, obey me, attack on titan, jujutsu kaisen, naruto, my hero academia (out of class 1A + aizawa/present mic/all might/hawks/dabi/shigaraki/toga), one piece (out of zoro, luffy, sanji, nami, usopp, robin, shanks, mihawk, as i'm still new to op)

— please specify your prefered name (or a nickname), pronouns and gender. i need all of these for the moonboard and drabbles too!!

— if you're not sure what information to give me exactly, check out my regular matchup requests and fill in the info i wrote there

— i only accept requests in inbox, not in dms

— one person can only request one thing, either a selfship or a matchup

— this event is only available for my followers, therefore i don't accept anon asks (unless it's your 2nd blong and in the anon ask you will tag your main account ykwim)

— write as much as you want, don't hold back, the longer the better!! don't be shy either; i won't post what you write, i'll just tag you in the finished post:)

— asks not following all the rules above will not be done

— have any doubts/i didn't explain well enough? don't hesitate to ask in the comments!

tysm once more for 100 followers!! looking forward to writing more stuff for you guys<3

[peridotglimmer]

I had a somewhat awkward but also quite wholesome conversation about sexuality with my grandmother last night.

(Slightest content warning for some archaic views on sex on a first date?)

For context, since leaving an abusive relationship nearly 5 months ago, I've been living with my 86-year-old grandfather ("Opa") and 87-year-old grandmother ("Oma"). I'm a woman, and my ex is female as well. I identified as a lesbian when I got sucked into that relationship 12 years ago. I no longer identify as such.

(I mainly use "queer", but since this post will get into specifics: I feel most comfortable calling myself 'demi' now, with an aesthetic preference for femme-presenting people.)

Last night, Opa had already gone to bed. I was setting the table for breakfast for the next morning while Oma was doing a jigsaw puzzle. Now, Oma is pretty much the Dutch version of a WASP. She attends church religiously, even wanted to study theology as a teen (she wasn't allowed to due to her gender, and became an educational needs teacher). However, two out of two of her grandchildren are queer, and she's fully accepting of that.

I was telling a story of how I had once been accused of dressing to seduce men when I was in my early twenties, and joked: "They really had the wrong woman in mind for that," since, as far as Oma knows, I'm a lesbian.

She replied: "Hm, back then, but how about now?"

I paused. I hadn't planned on ever telling her I was demi. Not because she couldn't know, but because she doesn't exactly understand the intricacies of all the different queer identities. She's intelligent, and eager to learn, but she's also 87. (She still accidentally makes the occasional tone-deaf comment about my trans brother-in-law. Not with malicious intent, but just because she didn't grow up with these terms.)

I also didn't want to lie to her.

So I answered: "Well...I think I'm attracted to men and women these days...but I don't experience attraction unless I have a strong friendship with someone first."

Oma: "Well, that's just healthy. So many people these days just jump into bed with anyone."

Me: "That's not exactly what I--"

Oma: "But I already thought you'd expanded to more than just women. That's good. More options."

Me: "It's not just the case of not wanting to sleep with someone immediately -- which, truthfully, I couldn't ever do -- but I just don't feel that...lust."

Oma: "So you're careful. That's good. When I was a teenager you couldn't do anything before marriage. And there was no birth control so we didn't -- you were too terrified you'd fall pregnant -- but I'm not sure that was good. If you weren't compatible physically you didn't find out until you were already married. But waiting a little while is good. Take your time. If someone doesn't want to go at your pace, they're not worthy of you."

Me: "I-- that's really lovely advice, thank you."

Oma: "Of course. I love you. And...I'm always right." *laughs* (Her joking catchphrase.)

I think in the end she thinks I'm just a bi girl with pious morals when it comes to sex, but I think that's the closest we're going to get to her actually understanding it completely. And it's close enough for me.

Heck, my brother (he/him) is agender, and when asked about that, these days she answers "he's a human".

Close enough.

At 87, nearly 88, deo volente, I think that's more than all I could ask for from her.

[misscammiedawn]

You’ve probably gotten this question a ton but, do you have any tips or resources on writing a hypnosis induction for the first time? I’m writing a story involving hypnokink and I’ve only been a subject in real life.

Thank you ever so much for asking.

I'll break my advice down into segments for tailoring the best I can. The general advice I have is to listen to long form files by prominent hypnotists within the community and take notes on their styles and flows. I have often noted that one of the best way to learn hypnosis is through experience.

Of my two certification courses the second one, run by Wiseguy, included the invaluable piece of wisdom "The best hypnotic induction is the one that works."

Also check out a set of Zebu cards or download a PDF that contains their write-ups. Zebu Cards are prompts for Ericksonian phrases you can use and explanations of how and why they work. If you need a "how to cheat" sheet then Zebu Cards are an instant win unless you are working with someone literal minded who doesn't deal well with indirect induction methods.

Wiseguy actually did more work training me out of those habits than anything else. Years ago I was fairly fluent in flowery and empty sentiment.

Ericksonian/NLP techniques need not sound as forced as they are in the cards but it's a learning block.

But that's very vague and though I truly consider it the best advice it is less actionable than working out what you wish to write... with that said here is my breakdown:

Select your audience

When writing an induction script you need to know who you are writing for. Is the audience an individual, a group of people or yourself? If it's for an external audience then have you negotiated contents and worked out preferences or are you doing it cold?

How will the script be utilized? Is it to be studied and used as framework for an improvised scene in the moment, is it going to be read by the recipient, recorded? All these little thoughts will change how you handle things. Even a simple comment about the "sound of my voice" will have to switch up based on who is reading and under what context and for what outcome.

Modality

Hypnotic inductions tend to work on different modalities and individuals tend to have ones that they favor more than others. During a pre-talk in a negotiation or a cold session the hypnotist tends to test out preferred modality via susceptibility tests.

It's best when doing something where you do not know for sure what will work to mix in a number of different modalities and request feedback if that is possible for you. Some examples are visual fixations, audio fixations and kinesthetic fixations. I sometimes put emotional fixations in with kinesthetic but that is preference based.

What I mean by this is if you know how a person processes information then present them their induction in that method. For myself I am very feeling and sensing and so being asked to feel sensations of my body is better than utilizing visual imagination or audio cues.

"As you hear the sound of my voice and all distractions fade away you can listen to your breathing and notice it becoming softer and slower, the gentle beat of your heart may follow down into that gentle rhythm" is a slightly overt version of a line from an audio script.

"And you'll see that you're already starting to drift down. Can you picture it. You laying down as your slack arms sink down, are your eyelids fluttering, I wonder? It's okay if they are, because you can still watch as you sink deeper even with your eyes resting closed" for visual.

"With every moment that passes you drift more and it feels so good to just let go and relax deeper now. Feeling your lungs empty of air and noticing perhaps how relaxing that is. Do you feel relaxation as a tingling in your head or a lightness in your skin? Either way it feels so good to just drop deeper and so you can let go even more for me now." for kinesthetic.

Direct/Indirect

As you may see I usually lean more indirect than direct in my inductions. I have been taught by some incredible partners how to code switch into direct for dramatic effect. They reward me so very well with whimpers and delight, I feel I must perfect the technique for them.

A mix is always good but an induction, particularly when rapport and intent are not carrying you, should always lean in on your strong suit. Only you will know your style. Play around in the space, see what you can find.

The Induction Starts With Negotiation

This one is a bit obvious but every hypnosis session begins before the hypnotee agrees to begin. If you post a hypnotic audio on YouTube then the summary and preamble are not just there to list the contents they are there to set expectation.

Do not misunderstand and believe that mind control happens before consent. What I mean is that expectation is an active part of the induction.

This can be in carrying confidence of tone "This file will use my voice to draw you into an impossibly deep trance" is more evocative than "I want to try and do some test inductions and want anyone who listens to experience a deep trance" while having much of the same information.

Plus the first example has an indirect suggestion that ties the sound of my voice to the action of you being drawn into trance. Just like the sentence I'm typing right now is a promise that you'd fall under my spell if I were to will it so.

Tone and expectation are important tools and being able to embody the role and work towards your goal at all times is important. Don't be a jerk about it, just be confident. Knowing you will succeed and convincing someone else you can and will do it makes it so. Hypnosis tends to be a self-fulfilling prophecy.

Wrap safety in

In the same vein, I would always recommend to do the old "if anything comes up that requires you to exit this scene you can and will handle it knowing the script/file/opportunity will be waiting for you" and such. Hypnosis is a bond of trust between consenting individuals and a hypnotist must do their best to protect their hypnotee while they are entrusted to them as a hypnotee must be responsible with the practice of hypnosis so a hypnotist can trust the process with them.

If it's 1-on-1 then ask for limits, try to find out what will make it a pleasant experience, make your own requests if there are areas you want to explore.

After all the last and most important tip is always going to be...

Have fun!

[sweaterkittensahoy]

Anyway, first scene of that Jack/OFC I may do something with.

The first time Jack meets Ava, it's for official reasons. 

"Major Kidd, Nurse Mathers is here for your one o'clock," Jack's secretary says through the intercom. 

Jack stands and pulls his jacket smooth. He leans over and presses the response button. "Send her in," he says. He walks around his desk so he can greet her by the visitor chair. He has no idea why this particular nurse has asked to see him, but if there's one thing he feels confident about as he figures out how the fuck to be Air Exec, it's that he knows the rules for greeting someone in an office. You don't sit behind your desk unless you're trying to send a message, and Jack has no message to send. 

The door opens. Nurse Mathers thanks Jack's secretary–Clea–and then walks into the office with sharp posture and a serious look on her face. 

"Nurse Mathers," Jack says, holding out his hand. "Major Jack Kidd."

"Major," she replies and shakes his hand with a solid grip and a polite smile. "Thank you for fitting me into your schedule."

She's got a twang that reminds Jack of Lemmons. "Would you care to sit?" he asks, gesturing to the visitor chair and the couch instead of mentioning it. It's not a conversation for whatever this meeting is. It was written into Jack's calendar in Clea's hand when he came in this morning, and when he'd asked, Clea had simply said Nurse Mathers said it was a minor health issue with the men in the field hospital.

"No thank you," she says. "I won't take much of your time."

Jack takes a step back so there's a polite distance between them. He tucks his hands behind his back "What can I do for you, Nurse Mathers?"

She puts her hands on her hips and breathes out hard through her nose. She glances at his office door, then meets his eyes. "Frankly, Major, I need you to give the injured men a brief pep talk about not masturbating during my nurses's rounds."

Jack closes his eyes for a moment. "I'm sorry?" he asks, opening his eyes.

"Masturbating," Nurse Mathers repeats. She's meeting his gaze directly and doesn't look uncomfortable about it. "Forgive my bluntness, Major, but it's the medical term. I prefer to let it exist without comment, but my nurses keep trying to do their jobs and walk up to beds to discover–"

"You don't need to repeat it," Jack says. 

Nurse Mathers huffs a laugh. "I wasn't planning to," she says. "You're about as pink as a dogwood blossom."

"Well, I'm only a Major, not a nurse. I don't know the medical terms for…that."

Nurse Mathers grins, and it's got a warm, open quality that Jack likes. The kind of smile that is clearly inviting you to join in, not mocking you. He smiles in return, though he knows his is smaller. 

"I'm having my girls put up a schedule between the bunks," Nurse Mathers says. "It just tells them when the shift change and rounds occur. I don't plan to say anything directly to them about why they're there. But I think if you or your CO could make a pointed but subtle speech about not making my girls's jobs har–more difficult, that would be helpful."

"If I don't make the speech myself, I'll make sure the person who gives it will be listened to," Jack offers. 

Nurse Mathers nods. "Good. Thank you." She drops her hands from her hips, and Jack is suddenly aware that she's smaller than he'd thought. Noticeably shorter than him and boyish in frame. She has a great deal of hair, rolled into thick victory rolls, and her uniform is slightly too large in the way that Jack recognizes from his own boys. When one's not quite a small but not quite a medium and hasn't had the time to get things tailored yet. 

"Shouldn't your head nurse be speaking to me?" Jack asks as his brain fills in all the rules of working with the Red Cross nurses. One of several new things he's learning as Air Exec.

"Nurse Green gives shift leads a long string," she says. "I left a note on her desk that I would be speaking to you. If I've overstepped, she'll tell me, and I won't bother you again."

"Well, whatever she says, I hope you don't have to bother me for this particular issue a second time," Jack replies.

Nurse Mathers gives him another smile, as open and welcoming as the first one. He feels himself giving a larger smile than his own first try back. "If the conversation needs to happen again, it will only come through Nurse Green," she replies. She straightens her shoulders and schools her face into a polite mask. "Do you have any questions, Major?" she asks. 

Jack thinks for a moment. He realizes he does have one question, but it's not appropriate. At least not as a direct question. "Do they need more books or stationery?" he asks because it seems like the most polite way to ask <em>why are they jerking off so much</em>. 

"We have everything they need to keep themselves entertained in several ways," Nurse Mathers says, and her polite mask cracks on the left side of her mouth where the tiniest smile breaks through. "But young and active people having to stay mostly still will get bored no matter how many quiet and sit-still activities you can give them."

"I see," Jack says, and he knows his complexion is giving away his blush again, but Nurse Mathers doesn't look away from his eyes. "Thank you," he says. "No more questions."

"Thank you for your time, Major," Nurse Mathers says. 

"You're welcome, Nurse Mathers," Jack replies and walks her to the door so he can open it as politeness dictates. 

Once he closes it behind her, he stares at his hand on the knob, and then thinks <em>knob</em>, and then he presses his free hand to his mouth to muffle his laugh. 

Of all the "health issues" to set a meeting for, he thinks, and he has to walk to his couch and press a pillow to his face to make sure his laugh doesn't carry.

[everestgale]

STP ask game: 3, 5, 24?

Thank you for asking!!

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3. (Explore) Who's your favorite Vessel?

That's a great question. Pre-Pristine Cut, my answer was very easy, but now, I'm not entirely sure. It's probably a tie between Nightmare and Princess and the Dragon, with a slight edge to Nightmare.

Nightmare has always been my favorite, and I think she always will be. I love her design, and it's the first Princess that had a very strong impact on me when I first started getting into this game. All of her lines are so cruel and yet so lonely, and I think her theme of an abandoned doll was executed perfectly. And your dialogue with her... I keep thinking of these lines:

"Is that a bet you're willing to take? Imagine climbing a mountain of lifetimes, and when you finally reach the summit, the only view you find is me. And then I push you, and you go tumbling all the way down those millions upon millions of battered and broken pieces of you that couldn't make the cut."

And of course, the monologue from Nightmare to Moment of Clarity is still one of my favorite moments in the entire game. It's so heartbreaking, so raw, and so... real.

As for Princess and the Dragon, I'm having a bit of a hard time determining if I love the vessel/the princess, or if I just adore this chapter this much. I love the fact that you get to interact with the Princess more intimately, all the dialogue while you wait for "you" to show up is so sweet and quite funny, and the fact that you get two different princesses based on how nice you were to Spectre? Chef's kiss.

My favorite difference between the two variants is how she reacts when the voices in your body fall silent. Soft Princess is timid and keen on waiting for them to finish, unless you encourage her to be more assertive or comment on how rude it is for them to chat amongst themselves. Harsh Princess, on the other hand, scoffs even at the idea of waiting and makes her presence known. It's such a small moment, but it was so fun to discover, and it really makes me appreciate both versions of the Princess in this chapter :]

5. (Explore) Who's your favorite Voice?

Well, this question is a lot easier than the Vessel questions, because there is only one correct answer - Voice of the Paranoid. Not only do I relate to his distrust of everything, along with his generally overthinking/skittish nature, but he is also so fun throughout the game. Him saying "oh yeah, fuck that guy, don't trust him" to the Narrator in the Nightmare route is a great example of that. I even made a sketch of it back in January:

In general, he has a lot of great moments: I vastly prefer Happily Ever After with Paranoid rather than Opportunist (especially because we get to call out Smitten, and Smitten has a chance to reply how tired he is :[), Apotheosis with Paranoid is one of my favorite routes in the game now, and that's not even mentioning the iconic "heart, lungs, liver, nerves" moment from Nightmare! I definitely like Voice of the Paranoid a normal amount.

My one exception to this Paranoid fan club is The Cage - while I like him quite a bit in that chapter, The Cage with Broken is too good for me to pass on. Sorry Paranoid, you're still great though :]

24. (Explore) What’s a moment in the game that disturbed/ freaked you out the most?

The bloated corpse from the Drowned Grey. That entire route freaks me out so much, I haven't replayed it since, I don't know, maybe February? I'm not sure, all I know is it's been a while. No other scene in the game scares me as much as that entire sequence, and I don't think it's even close.

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Wenclair- "Mine" -Chapter 18

Here it is the final chapter of this fanfic. Thank you to everyone who read, liked, commented and reblogged. This has been one of my favourite stories to write!

I am also considering writing a sequel in the future ...let me know what you think?😋

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"Wednesday" Enid breathed out in response, bracing herself for her next words, her hand freely tightening around Wednesday's cold but comforting hand.

She wasn't ready to let go.

Not just yet.

She was going to hold onto this feeling, hold onto her hand and hold onto Wednesday for as long as the Gods,or Wednesday herself, permitted it.

...

"I think we need to re-evaluate the terms of our current relationship" Wednesday spoke rather formally in order to detach herself from her unpredictable emotions. As if her heart didn't emit a spark for the first time in years that allowed it to finally beat at a regular pace just at the sight of Enid.

"Are you trying to say you actually want to be like... Dating?" Enid didn't think her smile could get any wider but low and behold it did as the word "Dating" crossed her lips cautiously.

"I wouldn't use such trivial terminology but yes I suppose I am" Wednesday agreed with Enid. She wasn't going to pretend in her own head that she wasn't aware of how abnormally attracted to the werewolf she was. This moment had been building for an immeasurable amount of time and if it hadn't of been for the many MANY distractions and imminent death scenarios maybe this would have happened sooner.

"You're so formal" Enid chuckled a little, still nervous at the closeness that she continued to experience from Wednesday.

"The action I just participated in was far from formal Enid" Wednesday said bluntly again but her lips betrayed her with a twitch at the very recent memory.

"So that wasn't a one off?' Enid asked again. She knew the kiss happening was an absolute miracle and her anxiety was practically bouncing off the walls of her brain with the idea that it was all just some sick anomaly caused by the trauma Wednesday had suffered... But of course this wasn't overthinking.

"Do I look like the kind of person who does something as a 'one off' Enid" Wednesday explained her tone laced with offense.

"No of course not" Enid shook her head, biting her lip nervously.

"Unless you would prefer it to be but judging by-" Wednesday began. She wasn't great at reading people when it came to emotional ordeals so she was ready to accept whatever Enid decided, no matter how painful. Of course she barely got the words out before the blonde almost violently yelled

"NO" the harsh word flew from her lips loudly "Sorry I-" she composed herself before trying again "Yes I feel like my confession of my undying l-the- well feelings for you and the whole mate thing was enough to make that clear" she answered, happy with her words.

"Extremely so" Wednesday droned out, almost bitter that she felt so much around the werewolf. It threw her off balance, it changed her, it made her... More human. How disturbing she thought to herself.

"Sooo..." Enid elongated the word waiting for Wednesday to finish for her.

"So?" Wednesday asked. She was painfully aware that she should not be the one to take control of this situation due to lack of experience and her own uneasiness around the topic so she couldn't help the little voice inside her that irritated at Enid

"You liked the kiss?" She asked hopefully.

Wednesday thought for a moment but to Enid it felt like a year. She was not able to deny her feelings for much longer and she definitely cant hide it now that she had let Enid violate the sanctity of her mouth.

"Surpringly the amount of physical contact and intimacy was ..." She started, giving herself another moment to find the right word "Acceptable" she decided. But in reality the kiss was exceptional to the Addams Girl and she couldn't help but long for their lips to be connected again. This wasn't something that the supposedly unemotional girl could just admit to though. She was already looking at her lovely, safe yet conflicting comfort zone in the rear view mirror of her mind, what else did the universe need from her?

"Wow, acceptable, I don't usually get that response when I kiss someone" Enid scrunched her eyebrows as if she was trying to figure out whether or not she had heard Wednesday right.

"I apologise I'm not well versed in ... Relationship terminology... Or relationships" Wednesday admitted a whisper of vulnerability floating in the air as she turned her head away from Enid's eyes.

"It's okay" Enid supported her, understandably and let her continue on.

"I'm finding it hard to put into words the way you just made me feel Enid. The fact I felt something other than my usual feelings of disdain and misery is disconcerting as is." She admitted, fighting the urge to be close with Enid once again. She buried the voices in her head violently and ignored their distant cries for Enid's touch.

"I get it Wednesday that's just you" she shrugged. "I accept that" Enid smiled but Wednesday was still faced away from her "Look at me" she reached out, hesitating for a second before lightly turning Wednesday's face towards her again.

After her initial shock at her shameless tolerance of her new love interest's touch, she blinked.

"So acceptable was the correct word" she piped up, a sense of pride in her aura.

"I'd use a stronger word but sure" Enid giggled again and Wednesday couldn't help but admire her ability to spin things positively, her lip almost jerking into a smile.

"Well tell me how you feel and I will agree or disagree" Wednesday negotiated, hoping this would help her understand. It wasn't the most romantic way to profess her love for Enid but she just wasn't able to figure out what to say without completely ruining everything.

"Sure that's one way to communicate" she laughed again but it trailed away in the wind when she zoned in on the raven haired girl, still sat staring at her expectantly.

Wednesday didn't speak just waited patiently for her to continue, trying to decipher the second new emotion Enid had extracted from deep within her. She felt unsteady, unsure, unwell almost but after she heard Enid's voice again everything in her silently settled.

"It felt Incredible" she shamelessly admitted. "Wednesday you are beautiful and I can't describe how much I want to be near you and just for you to let me kiss you like that I can imagine was hard but-" Enid's romantic monologue was interrupted by Wednesday's sharp voice.

"It wasn't hard - I actually want to do it again." She professed. NERVOUS. She was nervous. Her eyes grew wide after finally realising that second emotion she felt was anxiety. A foreign and unnatural feeling to the Raven. No wonder she felt so unstable. But she pushed forward with plenty of resistance and continued when she saw Enid's eyes light up.

"It was oddly exhilarating Enid, I think..." she hesitated, letting out a slow and shaky breath "I have the same feelings as you" she tightened her lips as the words left her mouth "It is...in all honesty... it is difficult to describe." Her eyes grew with realisation "To extraordinary to describe" she mumbled the dictionary definition, breaking eye contact for only a moment. "Indescribable" she whispered as she looked back at Enid, she noticed the range of emotions that seemed to fill out her features and Wednesday had to clear her throat discreetly before continuing

"Although I do not possess the equivalent primal animalistic force pushing me towards you that you experience with me so" she observed, battling with her own self. Enid's mouth fell open slowly while Wednesday spoke, feeling elated that this was finally happening.

Enid finally chose between the array of emotions she was feeling and teared up as she spoke "Wednesday I think you just explained it far better than acceptable." She smiled widely letting her eyes leak uncontrollably. Wednesday didn't find their emotional intimacy hard. She found it exhilarating?! She made Wednesday feel like that?! She had the SAME FEELINGS FOR HER?! Enid's whole body vibrated with happiness as she tried to figure out what to do next.

"Okay" Wednesday agreed, absentmindedly raising her hand and brushing her thumb across Enid's cheek to remove the acidic substance leaking from her eyes. "So how exactly do we proceed?" She asked bringing her hand back towards her own face.

"I-Im not sure I know what you mean?" Enid's mind went blank as she watched Wednesday raise her thumb to her lips and taste the tears that had left her eyes. Grazing her thumb slowly down her lips and subtly licking her lower lip to taste the drop of emotion that had been filtered through Enid's tear duct. Enid bit her own lip in an attempt to compose the many MANY unholy thoughts that invaded her mind at the sight of this.

Wednesday smirked down at the place where water used to reside on her hand and whispered to herself "Happy Tears Taste different to those of the tortured and tormented" she declared and Enid choked at the sentence, clearing her throat and attempting to find the good in what she had just heard. Weirdly enough a lot of dark thoughts about what Wednesday could be referring to were released into her brain but they were immediately disintegrated by the usual sunshine that swallowed her insides.

"That's..." She slowed her words "Educational" she spoke "Very scientific of you" she chuckled nervously, somewhat relieved that she had been snapped out of her amorous state.

Wednesday had not even realised she had muttered those words and to someone like her she thought she had just openly spoke romantically towards Enid so soon after their first kiss. However, she also observed that to Enid that was probably (Definitely) a rather sadistic sentence she had constructed and let slip from her inner demonic thoughts.

"It both amazes me and concerns me that you can so easily defend my morbid thoughts ...maybe that is also something I find-" she paused again unable to say the word but also unable to find a tolerable equivalent. So she gave up "attractive about you" she finished and nodded her head approvingly.

"Thanks!" Enid shrugged not finding it odd at all but instead just enjoying the balance they had fallen into over the last few months. She commended herself in her own head for staying civil rather than letting her brain turn to mush at the idea of Wednesday finding her attractive and openly telling her this.

"So you are my lover now?" Wednesday asked politely. Enid bit the inside of her cheeks to combat the laugh that threatened to erupt from within.

"You're so old fashioned." Enid couldn't help but giggle as she threw her head back slightly. "Yes I am your girlfriend now as long as that is something you also want" her words slowed as she move towards Wednesday, her eyes glazed in hopeless optimism.

"Cara Mia, I think I have made it clear that this is definitely something I desire ...have I not? " she questioned, contemplating ways she could force the wolf to understand. Calling her by a term of endearment she thought was a good start because Enid absolutely swooned.

"Well you know-I just-you're Wednesday Addams and honestly I have thought about this exact scenario in my head A LOT and the outcome was never this positive I'm kind of like totally freaking out Wednesday" Enid gave her an awkward smile while her body betrayed her, shaky with anxiety.

Wednesday wanted to take a large 900 pound weight and crush the anxiety that Enid felt but as this was an impossible occurrence she decided to swallowed back her pride, the feeling burning like venom in her trachea.

"Well how about this" she took a deep breath in and placed her hand on Enid's cheek delicately.

"Enid Sinclair, I ask your permission to court you, do you accept?" She asked, with a charming and alluring tone this time, staring at the blonde with a glint of hopefulness in her eyes.

She tried. She tried so hard to remain serious but after snapping out of her dazed condition she caved.

"I can honestly say that was an incredibly unique way of telling me you would like me to be your girlfriend" she burst into a fit of giggles laying back on the bed and Wednesday looked down at Enid with a small but genuine smile on her lips.

Once she had calmed down she noticed Wednesday's smile and beamed, sitting up right.

"Omg! Omg! You're smiling again!" She grabbed at Wednesday's wrists excitedly.

Wednesday scolded herself but also allowed herself a little bit of leeway considering the beautifully dramatic and adorable response this had elicited from Enid. She looked down at the wolf's hands and as if by some conditioned response, Enid quickly retracted her hands and spoke

"Oh sorry" looking away from Wednesday worriedly.

Wednesday furrowed her brow at the reaction. She knew why it had happened but accepting everything she felt for Enid had caused her to suddenly become hostile. She opened her mouth to scold the blonde but stopped and permitted herself a moment to think.

After what felt like an eternity Wednesday finally broke the silence causing Enid to snap her head back towards her.

"Be mine" she said quietly "Just ... Be mine Enid Sinclair and I will be yours" she pushed past all of her natural impulses and instead grabbed Enid's hands softly and pulled them back into her grasp. There was no need for Enid to feel like she couldn't touch Wednesday anymore surely.

Enid moved forward, her wolf's intrusive voice ringing in her ears. She wanted Wednesday, needed her. Needed to feel her lips again and be close to her once more. So she closed her eyes and captured the seer's lips with hers , softly kissing her again.

She smiled into the kiss, her hand creeping its way up the Seer's arm towards her shoulder, the other still tightly interlaced with Wednesday's hands

As she pulled back a low, possessive growl escaped her own lips through her fangs, and she noticed Wednesday's positive reaction to this. She moved her now clawed hand to the back of Wednesday's neck as she rested her forehead onto hers.

"Mine" she growled before settling into Wednesdays arms in a desperate hug, still awaiting her inevitable dream to end and for her to wake up in the woods somewhere unaware she had been dreaming.

But that didn't happen.

This was real.

Wednesday Addams was her mate and she accepted Enid Sinclair as hers.

"Yours" Wednesday whispered into the crook of Enid's neck, wrapping her arms securely around the werewolf, in an attempt to infuse their bodies together forever.

[italeean]

Hello! Congrats on 350 followers! You're imcredibly talented, so good on you! May I please request an entry for the event?

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs.

Role in the tk community: Ler (I've been blessed with not being ticklish.

Romantic/platonic: Platonic (unless it's Fyodor, Dazai, or Sigma😂)

Gender: Male.

Here's a little about me :)

Age: 23

Gender: male.

MBTI: INTJ.

Introvert/extrovert: introvert.

Hobbies: playing the cello and piano (habe played both since I was 10), playing chess, and reading (I got a whole mini library in my house XD).

Likes: Stargazing, strategizing, books, instrumental music, listening.

Dislikes: Rude people, those who don't listen, dogmatic people, loud/crowded places.

Random facts I thought I'd include: Like a certain Russian rat, I'm anaemic. I'm also a bit of an insomniac, though I take meds for both. I speak MUCH more formally in person, though I tend to use slang or more laxed language online as a tone indicator (the struggles of ASD😅).

Feel free to decline if you get to busy. Your well-being comes first! Have a fantastic day and I wish you luck on all future endveavours!

Hello fellow INTJ, thank you for participating!!! I had lots of fun writing your request, it was genuinely cute 🥹❤️ Btw you remind me a lot of Fyodor haha but I didn't match you with him... anyway, I hope you'll enjoy your match! Let me know if you do, my dear Fyodor-anon ❤️🍡 *some dango to enjoy while reading*

🔮 So for my event, your match is... SIGMA

🔮 Why did I choose him for you?

• Okay first, Sigma is an absolute sweetheart with 100% lee energy, which matches your ler vibes • I feel like he'd be amazed by how many talents you have! He's the kind of guy who'd sit down and watch you play an instant for hours • He'd always take you with him at the casino, but he wouldn't make you stay in the middle of the crowd... he'd probably let you watch the cameras and see how people are playing. He'd love to hear your sarcastic comment's about the lack of brain of some people • I feel like the perfect date for you two would be an indoor date or exploring hidden gems where you can be almost alone and admire the landlord • I feel like his laughter goes from extremely high-pitched to silent... you'd probably tell him "Now I can play another instrument" just to see him blush • He'd be ✨️hopeless✨️ in a chess match against you, which would lead to him pouting at you... and obviously it would mean cheer-up soft tickles!! (I feel like he'd prefer a softer touch in this context) • HOWEVER... he'd be a great match against you in card games because he can memorize the cards so he'd have a big advantage to match your superior strategizing abilities! • I'm sure you'd annihilate him at Risiko, and he'd destroy you at Memory hahaha (if I had a game night with you two, I'd have to get ready for a major humiliation /hj) • I can imagine you two having a window on your ceiling to fall asleep while stargazing, although sometimes you'd also go out • I'm positive that Sigma would close the casino for one night just to do stargazing with you from such a high and secluded spot! • I feel like you'd enjoy reading together sometimes, and then you'd comment on the books you read at night... Sigma would LOVE your more formal speech style • Thanks to his amazing memory, Sigma would remember to make sure you follow a diet full of iron and take iron integrators... he'd do his best to take perfect care of you

🔮 Tickle scenario

Note: "мой ангел" means "my angel"

Fyodor Dostoevsky and Nikolai Gogol probably weren't the best guys around... to be honest, they weren't even close to being good, but they actually did the best thing when they introduced you to Sigma.

He was an angel to you, even if he couldn't see it. How he both listened and opened up to you, watched you play instruments as if you were a music deity, how he showed appreciation towards you and the quality time you spent together... you two were a match made in heaven. Different enough to complete each other and similar enough to be compatible.

You were thinking all of this as you watched your little angel asleep on the couch, breathing deeply but without making a sound. He looked like he was having a peaceful dream.

You had asked him if he could listen to a cello piece you were practicing on. It was an extremely relaxing piece, some critics even said it was probably a lullaby written by the composer for his children, but you didn't really think it would work on your boyfriend.

However, you had to interrupt that blissful moment for Sigma's sake. It was almost dinner time and sleeping at that time was surely going to mess up his sleeping schedule. You chuckled, glancing at that sleeping angelic face once more before tracing his back lightly to wake him up softly.

A smile formed on the dual-haired guy's face and it got wider and wider until it turned into a sleepy, groggy giggle. "Good morning, мой ангел~" you smirked while he looked up at you, still giggling as the last traces of sleep left his eyes.

"I wanna sleep... just keep playing your cello..." he tried pointlessly to swat your hands away. "No can do," You sing-songed "It's dinner time, and you need to get up if you want to sleep tonight." Your words made him groan, but he knew you were right.

"Go awayyy" He whined, and then he made the worst mistake. "Did you... just throw a pillow at my face?" You asked, showing playful indignation, and decided to make him regret that choice.

"5... 4... 3..." You started counting, and Sigma knew what was coming. You ignored his pleads and neutralized every attempt he made to get away, "2... 1..."

"Gyahahahahaha Ihihi'm sohohorryehe pleheheahase nohohohot thihihis!!!" He kicked with his legs and punched the couch, as if doing that would give him any relief or protection from the tickling he was receiving on his back, sides, ribs and underarms. "I'm afraid I have to decline your request, dear... you had your chance to listen to me, and now you have to face the punishment for not doing so." You solemnly scolded him. You didn't know why but that kind of tone always flustered him.

"YohOHOu're meHEahAHan..!" He complained while you drew little circles in the hollow of his underarms. "Says the one who threw a pillow at my face..." You quickly retorted, and then you decided to go for the kill without any kind of warning.

"NAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOT THEHE NEHEHEHEHEHEHECK!!! I'M SOHOHOHORRY IHIHI'M SAHAHAHAHARRYEHEHE IHIHI'LL GEHEHET UHUHUHUHUP!!!" He immediately caved in. It was adorable for you how he could've handle even two fingers tracing his neck.

"I didn't even get to use my whole hands there... but I got what I wanted and I'm getting quite hungry, so I'll let you off the hook this time." You decided to be merciful and helped him sit up, giving a couple of minutes to recover.

You noticed how late it was, and noticing that Sigma was fully recovered, you got up and walked towards the door of the living room. "Come on, let's go to din-" You tried to say before getting interrupted by two hands squeezing your sides.

"Hahaha I got you!" Sigma exclaimed proudly, eager to finally get his revenge on you... only to find out, to his dismay, that you weren't even twitching.

"Nice try, мой ангел~"

"H-how can this- No! Nononono wait wait wahAHAHAHAHAIT..!"

[soapymohawk]

This is my intro post

Hullo there chum, whit's up?

The names John Soap MacTavish, you can call me Soap or Shoapy.

He/Him, maybe They/Them sometimes

A'm a minor, dinna be weird please

Currently most fixated on Modern Warfare, all the games both reboot & original. (Except for the 3rd reboot, fuckin absolute shite)

Some smaller fixations atm:

-Lethal Company

-Regretavator -Phighting

-Madcom (very rough relationship with this..)

-TF-0FG (friend groups self inserts into the CODMW universe)

-Transformers

-Military/Guns

-Archer

-Ultrakill -Cult of the Lamb -Smiling Friends -Fallout

A dinna like ye very much if: (This is ma DNI list):

-End0genic "system" or supporter

-Z00/Ped0/R@cist/Tr@nsph0bes/H0moph0bes/Etc

-Will prolly add more as time goes on.

Interact with caution (or preferably not at all, no offense):

-Makarov likers, shepherd likers

-Other systems

-Heavy role players (this isnae a roleplay account)

-People who will act like they know me, when we've never met 😅😅

Some facts about me:

D.I.D. System. Won't talk about it much, no need to in my eyes.

Autistic, struggle to understand tones a lot, please forgive me if I mistake your tone.

A'm here tae party, post ma art, n' look at shite about my hyperfix's

Fun fact: Made this account to stalk my close friend Dozer

Ma best friend is Bluejay..

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I really like studying languages;;

I switch between learning Russian, German, Scots, Scottish Gaelic, Arabic, & Polish. Before you comment on it, aye, a know it's really slow learning several at once. Ma brain just likes douin it that way..

I often enjoy writing in Scots, it's enjoyable. I apologise if it will get hard for some of you to read, let me know if you need translations 🫰

If you want examples, prices, or have any questions, message me on here and I'll answer any inquiries ye got.

I take commissions and they are currently: OPEN!!

A note though: I might not respond right away, I don't really use tumblr often.

If you want a less serious doodle/sketch; just ask me through blog. I don't mind making silly little people for free

I do:

-humans

-furries

-light gore

-couples art / several characters art

I do not:

-ship art

-fan art

-Nsfw (lots of gore/suggestive/etc)

-mechs/robots unless you're okay with a high likely hood of bad quality

Thanks for briefing with me;

Guidluck out there, mate 🫶

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[raiineyy]

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Commissions 💙💙💙

Status: semi-open- if you want a commission, comment, but I may only do some of them, or the ones I have time to do.

Slots:

closed- taken by @xXsaphiretheseawingXx

Headshots- headshot of your OC 🪴20 points

Busts- shoulders up of your OC, top wings (if any) usually included 🪴35 points

No recent examples yet. Coming soon. Meanwhile, check on the bottom of the post to see my DeviantArt, where examples may appear earlier.

Halfbodies- almost fullbodies, but not quite. Shoulders, half of legs, half of wings (if any) and tip of tail (if any) included. example below is lineless, halfbodies will not be lineless unless specified. 🪴 50 points

Fullbodies- full body of the character, usually with a simple background unless specified. pose will be up to me if you do not specify :D 🪴 70 points

Scenes- bust, halfbody or fullbody of character in a more detailed (usually nature) background. Will come with free lighting.🪴 Bust- 45 points - Halfbody- 60 points Fullbody- 100 points

Reference sheets- reference sheets come with a fullbody of the character, a headshot and small bits of text around it to show characteristics and appearance. 🪴 200 points

No recent examples yet. Coming soon. Meanwhile, check on the bottom of the post to see my DeviantArt, where examples may appear earlier.

Customs- character created by giving me a simple prompt like a moodboard, song, word or theme. Moodboard preferred :) 🪴 150 points

Add Ons:

Lighting/Shading: +10 points

Extra Character(s): +30 points per extra character

Complex Designs: +20 points

Human/Feral: +5 points

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What I will Draw*:

dragons, feral, anthro (limited), humans, little animals, lqbtqia+, ships.

*if I find the design to hard, I may decline

What I won't draw:

nsfw, overly complex designs, anything not listed above

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I have the right to decline any commission. Commission will usually be completed in no more than three months. If the commission has not yet been completed, when asked, a full refund will be given. Before that, a refund will not be given unless I ask.

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You can find my recent art on DA as raiiney!

I hope you like my art :)

-Rain

[rex101111]

Whee time to slap stickers on things! 🎱🍓🐇🧃 🍄🦷🥐🧩

🎱 ⇢ post your AO3 total stats 

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No idea how much this stacks up to others but im pleased with it XD surprised how many subscribers i have though :O

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? 

"...man...these demons in naruto are kinda cool...huh...i wonder if one of them was a dragon...waaaaait a minute..."<-11 year old unaware he's about to discover the joy of writing his favorite cartoons in various situations. No seriously. 🐇 ⇢ do you prefer writing original characters, reader inserts, or a mix of both? 

Much as i appreciate the appeal of self inserts, personally if im going to add anything i'd prefer if it was a different thing from myself. Then again all creative work is an extention of at least even a fragment of the self...meh. Seriously though, I don't do much of either but given the choice id just go with OCs.

🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before

I went to a sort of private elementary school that had an honest to god zoo. like, a pretty small petting zoo type thing you can just...go to during recess and pet animals. all sorts of animals too, horses, parrots, a reptile house. my favorites were the weasels though. super friendly and they loved to eat cottage cheese.

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

Baiken can cook, and after everything settles down she insists on cooking when Anji's birthday rolls around. She cooks like the person eating is planning to go on an expedition, calorie rich, large portions, plenty of salt and fat because the body is gonna need those if you're gonna go out and run around somewhere dangerous for a while. Usually the most dangerous place Anji goes to after finishing one of his Birthday Meals is the hallway between the kitchen and the bedroom. Since doing so keeps him out of trouble, Baiken considers this a success.

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

Don't. Force it. Just don't. Every day sit down and give it a try, see if anything comes to you, but if nothing does? Close the doc, take a breath, and go do something else. And I do mean do, like make yourself something to eat or attend to something else you have going on, read or, whatever. Unless you have a literal deadline over your head, forcing it will just piss you off and bum you out. It's okay not to write every day, it's okay not to have anything come out, just leave it alone and check on it tomorrow. It'll be there for you to try again, promise.

🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh 

*enthusiastic live action bowser voice* MONKEY! :D

i have no earthly idea why, but years and years later, still gets me.

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

no paragraph breaks. full stop on that one. i see a wall of text and i turn around like that one grandpa simpson meme. no thank you. you could have the second coming of the epic of gilgamesh hidden in there but i ain't spending the time to excavate the damn thing. learn how to format your fics, god's sake.

also 1st person POV. sometimes. some fics have done good work with it...very, very few though.