#reblogging this because i'm fairly proud of it

[taintandviolent]

Trick r' Treat ; James March x reader!

summary: 🎃 slightly AU!Halloween fic! Reader unknowingly lives next door to the James March and in the few glimpses she's gotten of him, she's become enamoured with him. When she gets the idea to trick or treat at his home (despite being an adult), she thinks it's the perfect plan to get them introduced. Little does she know, James has a hunger that isn't satisfied by giving out candy to kiddies.

word count & w a r n i n g s: 2.5k! | mentions of affluency, James being very forward and persuasive, very vague insinuations of James wanting to kill reader, mild smut; arousal, kissing/making out, dry humping.

a/n: requested by @juliamaximoff! i chose a photo of the ever-lovely madge bellamy because she's always in the back of my mind as reader when i'm writing JPM fics, but of course, reader can look however you do! apologies, i'm a little rusty writing, but hope this isn't too dreadful. comments and reblogs are always appreciated! divider by @/strangergraphics

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You’d never spoken to him, but you were enchanted with him.

Oh, it sounded dreadful when you said it like that. 

You never knew what he did, but he was well off. More so than your parents were, decidedly. You still lived with them, and thankfully too, because if you hadn’t, you might not have seen him. Nearly every morning, you’d see him leave for work, bright eyed and bushy tailed, always in a sharp suit, sometimes a bowler hat, sometimes without. Each time you saw him, he was so, so, so dreadfully handsome. Some nights, he wouldn’t come home and on those nights, you would sadly slink away from your window, defeated. 

Every glimpse of him was savored. 

Which is why the plan you had devised was perfect. Or nearly. You hadn’t quite worked out what you’d say to him once you were in front of him, but… you’d cross that bridge once you got to it. 

Once you’d dressed yourself, you grabbed the small pumpkin shaped pail and headed out the door. You’d rehearsed in your head a million times; trick or treat. That’s all you had to say once he opened the door – it was a fairly new concept, this trick or treating business, but it was wildly popular and had taken the country by storm. Mostly for children… but you weren’t going to focus on that. 

The short walk was enough to send a chill up your spine. A gust of wind blew its way around you, fluttering your delicate costume around your form. As you made it up to his door, you gripped the knocker, banging it against its plaque three times. You withdrew your hand, and dropped it down next to your side. 

Trick or treat.

After a few moments, the door opened easily, revealing that same sharply dressed man. He looked like he did when he was leaving for work; dressed to the nines in his pressed suit. He held a pipe in his right hand, which he brought to his mouth, puffing on it.

“Well,” he said, smoke flowing from his mouth as he looked carefully over your costume. You watched him as his eyes flitted over every detail, pleased with what he was seeing. You’d chosen it earlier that month, and were admittedly very proud of it. It was a butterfly; with sequined wings attached to your wrists, while a sequined bodice hugged you tightly. Long, graceful pieces of chiffon flowed from the bottom of the bodice, accentuating your figure even more. “I expected children tonight… but you…” 

He paused, puffing on his pipe again. He exhaled, and held his arms out, almost theatrically. 

“My dear, you are ravishing!” he exclaimed, his dark eyes wide. 

Here it was. The moment you hadn’t planned for. You were in front of him, and now? You swallowed back your nerves, hiding any indication that you were unsure of yourself and thrust your small jack-o-lantern forward. With a demure smile, you meekly said: “Trick or treat?” 

Immediately, he reached forward, taking hold of one of your wrists. He tugged on it with such power that your grip broke free from the handle and turned your delicate hand over in his large one, softly running the pad of his middle finger along your palm. It sent a tingling sensation up the length of your arm, which instinctively jerked, but he held you fast. 

Your stomach was in knots. And butterflies, with much stronger wings than your own, hammered around in your ribcage. From afar, you’d been enchanted but up close, you were ardently, and  wholeheartedly obsessed. His eyes were like circles of coal, black as the night above you, but somehow, pulled you in a way you’d never experienced before. Neither of you said anything for a moment, as if you both were savoring the silence, and taking lungfuls of each other’s existence.    

“Perhaps… you desire a treat of a different kind. Something sweeter.” 

You felt your cheeks warm at his words. 

“Please,” he said, tugging you in a little further. You nearly lost your footing on the edge of his threshold, but regained composure, and took a single step towards him. Sensing some apprehension, he smiled warmly… invitingly, and quickly stepped to your side. 

“My name is James March. I own a hotel downtown.” He said, as he lured you deeper and deeper into his lavish home, as if the information would soothe your mind that he was a good man. He wasn’t, but that was none of your concern.  “Perhaps you’ve heard of it? The Hotel Cortez.” 

You let out a tiny gasp. You had, of course. Anyone who lived in Los Angeles had heard of the luxurious new hotel that had opened up on South Olive Avenue – and here you were, in his home. Your mother would be proud. Wouldn’t she? 

Your head pivoted from side to side as he guided you inside, taking in the beautifully designed house. It was art-deco, and elaborate in decor. But pitch black in all the corners. It was darker than you liked, and the darkness loomed from all the corridors, inviting you deeper with lengthy, unseen fingers.

You shivered and turned your attention back to him. His, seemingly, had never left yours. You weren’t even sure he’d blinked. 

“Surely, you’re hosting a Halloween party at the hotel?” 

“That was last night, my little butterfly. Devil’s Night is my night for celebrating.”

The comment unsettled you, though you couldn’t pinpoint why. You suspected it was because he’d called you his little butterfly and that was much more of an interesting thing to focus on. 

You smiled softly. 

He led you into a drawing room of sorts, a large room with a massive fireplace and windows that looked out onto the yard. The fireplace wasn’t lit, but the few wall sconces were, casting eerie, long shadows onto the floor. After only a few seconds, James’ hands seemed to crawl up your arms and around your back. He pulled you quickly towards him, compressing your body against his. You were toe to toe with him then, and the sensation thrilled you. 

James panted, as though he’d just run a mile. He hadn’t, but the feeling of being close to you was enough to get his systems running. You stood stock still, still clutching your Halloween pail in your hand. His arm wrapped around your waist, tugging you lightly a few times. As if on cue, your body melted into his, muscles loosening against his grip. 

“You’ll have to forgive my… ravenous demeanor. I’m taken by your luminous beauty. Captivated by it! Enamored with it!”

You shivered in his clutches, feeling his body pressing tight against yours. His arms wound around you more firmly, like a snake. You hadn’t expected the interaction to go this way, but you weren’t complaining. Not in the slightest. 

“I live across from you, you know.” You said abruptly, looking up into his inky hues. 

“Do you?”

“Mhm,” you say, nuzzling your cheek against his chest. Your free hand floated up, resting on his chest next to your face. “I do.” 

“And you’ve never come to introduce yourself before this spectacular holiday? My, what manners.” 

His hand came up from your arm to your chin, where he carefully lifted it. You yielded to his power, and your eyelids drooped shut as his lips pressed against yours. His moustache tickled your top lip, but the feeling was oh so divine – the way he kissed you oozed control, opulence and promises of what was to come. 

He kissed you like that for so long that you had to pull away, gasping for air. If you were being honest with yourself, it almost frightened you – the way he kissed you. It frightened you how it made you feel, and how hungrily he devoured you, without so much as a word. You searched his eyes, desperately.

“Don’t you speak to me about manners. Not after a kiss like that….” 

He hummed low in satisfaction and pulled you back in again, this time, allowing his tongue to sweep across your bottom lip, hungrily tasting your essence. You shuddered again, unable to control the physical reaction your body had. You’d been kissed only a handful of times, but never like he kissed you. It was an all-consuming feeling, one that you felt pooling deep in your stomach. There was an undeniable warmth on your rouged cheeks and between your legs. He kissed you deeper, the wet muscle swirling with yours. 

He paused for only a moment, to lead you to the large sofa that sat adjacent to the fireplace. After urging you down onto  it, he joined you, sitting next to you. Then, carefully, he untied the ribbons from your wrists, allowing the wings to fall down your back. His hands trailed up the beaded bodice, fingers raking over the smooth beads and though it was impossible, you swore you could feel the warmth of his hands as they caressed your sides, ghosting over the ornate fabric. Nimbly, he clasped the zipper pull at your side between his thumb and pointer finger, pulling it down abruptly. The dress fell apart underneath your arm, and to your surprised delight, his fingers slipped against your ribcage. 

Ahh, he thought. Warm flesh. There. So alive.  

“A treat, indeed…” He crooned. With an already lust-blown gaze, you looked into his eyes and leaned into him, taciturnly begging for another kiss. He obliged, of course, by capturing your face in his hands and lifting your head to his own. Again, his mouth found yours, but not before peppering kisses up along the length of your jaw, and nipping at the soft, supple flesh there. You yelped quietly, never having felt the teeth of a man on your skin. He was like a beast. A very well-dressed, lethally handsome beast. 

Those were the worst kind. 

“I didn’t really come here for candy, Mr. March…” 

“I know, my sweet. I know exactly what you came for.”

You felt your back lean against the curve of the sofa as he eased you back into it, his body weight atop yours. Your breath caught in your throat again, for the umpteenth time that night. You were incredulous over the fact that despite never having spoken to him, you were suddenly in his arms, underneath him while he assaulted you with hungry kisses, marking your neck and face. 

You felt a pressure against your inner thigh, a pressure you knew all too well. You hitched your hip up, pressing back against him and James responded by hissing sharply through his teeth. 

“Little devil,” he crooned low, looking into your eyes with a desperate glare. 

He urged himself against you again, clearly testing your boundaries. Much to his surprise, you had none. You spread your legs a little bit wider, allowing him in. He positioned his hips between yours and the throbbing pressure then pressed against your center. You felt it twitch against you, and hummed a happy, delirious little sound. His hips ground against yours, the outline of his cock heavy and straining against the fabric of his trousers. 

He thrust into you and you whined. It was a high pitched sound that echoed off the walls, and James seemed… over enamored by this. You watched as the gears turned. 

Her screams….  He thought, madly looking at you as your chest rose and fell so rhythmically. …her screams must be divine…. 

He thrust again, harder that time, and you gripped the back of his neck desperately, letting out another little vocalization. 

He thrust once more, and you felt your breasts bounce underneath your dress, moving with the robust animalism of his thrusts. Blistering heat pooled between your legs; you weren’t sure where his warmth ended and yours began. It didn’t matter. Your lids were heavy with arousal as you clamored, gripping the back of his neck to brace yourself for the oncoming thrusts.

But they didn’t come. He clenched his teeth, looking down at you with a curbed hunger. 

“Ah, I mustn’t.” he said suddenly. 

“You mustn’t?” You echoed, sounding somewhat dejected. 

“As much as I want to,” he started, stroking the side of your face. “I must exercise strength.”

You felt the muscles in your face turn down, clearly disheartened. 

“No…” you cooed, gripping the front of his suit jacket in your delicate hands. “You must. You don’t understand, I’ve spent months watching you… oh, you must forgive me for how that sounds, but it’s the truth! I have, I can see you from my bedroom window, and every morning you leave, I’m there, watching.” 

Wide-eyed, almost crazed. He looked enamored with the news; like he’d been told he’d won the lottery. “Is that so?” 

“Yes! Yes!” You tugged on his collar again, pulling him back into you. The small amount of space he’d interjected between you was unbearable. “Please… don’t stop.” 

“Awh,” he moaned, sympathetically. “How delicious.” 

“Mr. March –” 

“James.” 

“James, please.”

You urged your hips against his, sweeping them back and forth. He was hardened above you, so why on Earth did he want to stop? The question baffled you. 

His grip on the back of the sofa abandoned its post and immediately clamped onto your wrist. Hard. You winced slightly, though the arousal didn’t leave your core. 

“My little butterfly… You flew to my door, of all doors, and you’re so willing– but we must control ourselves.” He paused, and his dark irises drifted to the side, almost dreamily. 

Finally, after a few moments, he said " again. “Perhaps you’d like to visit me at the Hotel.” 

“The Hotel?” You questioned. A tempting invite, but one that you weren’t sure you cared for at the current moment. What was he going to do? Give you a grand tour? When he already had you right where he wanted you? 

“Yes, my Hotel.” 

“Why… yes, yes I would, but why can’t we – “ 

He shushed you, stuttering out shh’s. “All in due time.”

He stood up and that’s when you noticed the outline of his rock hard cock. You averted your gaze, feeling embarrassed by it, and looked up to him as he loomed over you. James made quick work of retying your ribbons and zipping up your dress. Wordlessly, he took your hand, lifted you from the sofa and guided you back to the front door, opened it and gently pushed you outside. 

“Friday, six o’clock. Six-one-seven south—”

“Olive street.” You said as you turned around, looking up at him as he stood in front of his door. “I know where it is. Everyone does, James.”

His ego swelled, much like his dick had. He was inexplicably pleased that you were so taken by him, but he had to restrain himself. At least until he had you in the confines of the Cortez. He nodded once, curtly. 

You hesitated a moment to see if he was going to change his mind. When he didn’t, you turned and headed back down the road you’d walked up only an hour ago. 

And he waited in the chill of the night, watching as you retreated into the darkness with a pleased grin across his face. 

And  he waited some more. 

He waited until the light went on in a window adjacent to his home. The silhouette of a woman appeared between the curtains, and James smiled, lifting his hand in a polite wave.

“I’ll have you, my little butterfly. Fret not.”

[freesia-writes]

Behind the Scenes of a Writer's Mind

I noticed something tonight that I thought might be helpful to share. You [hopefully] often hear fanfic writers urging interaction and support. It may seem selfish or prideful at first glance, but there's a lot more to it. Have a seat. 😉

The best metaphor I've heard is someone who loves cooking for others. Yes, they do it because they like it, but there's a deep gratification in sharing that work and talent with others and getting to hear how much it was loved and enjoyed. Same with writing.

I asked my favorite author @dystopicjumpsuit about her works -- which had the most emotional impact, which was the tastiest smut, which is her best piece, etc -- and was delighted to hear her answers because there were elements that I hadn't known or noticed, and it made me so excited to read them again (and a few for the first time, haha). It gave a new appreciation, a neat back story, and a richer experience to the fics. (READ THE ASK/ANSWER HERE)

She turned the ask back on me, and while I hadn't expected that, I was surprised at the process as I tried to answer. I had taken a good half a year off from writing after finishing the Hunter longfic. I had poured my heart and soul into it, and when it was done posting, it was kinda... empty. Life also was fairly crazy, so this side of me kinda went away for a while. I still wanted to write. I missed being here. But there was just no inspiration or motivation, and you can't force that.

But something neat happened when DJ gave me the chance to consider my own work. I reread some oldies. I smiled at things I'd forgotten about. The questions forced me to look at the good parts, my favorite parts, the best parts that I'm most proud of.

As a writer, it's easy to forget that. You get used to writing, you get used to your style and approach and voice, and sometimes it just gets to a point of "why bother"? ESPECIALLY if there's no feedback from readers. But it was awesome to be reminded of how my writing brings me joy, and that it's a particular area of gifting but also something that's honed and developed and refined over the years.

Considering the beautiful elements of what I've been able to create breathed fresh life into me. It brought confidence where there had been indifference. It reminded me of the fun of writing and the unpredictable nature of how it all goes down. It rekindled some of that joy of bringing delight to others with my time and effort. It rejuvenated the creative part of me that loves the process as well as the product.

So WRITERS -- if you're in a pit, perhaps read some of your own stuff. Enjoy it. Read works by other authors you love and ask them about it -- it'll likely remind you of some experiences of your own. But also, if the motivation isn't there, don't sweat it. Enjoy what you can and, if the fickle mistress of inspiration returns, bang that thang til fics fall out. (I'll see myself out, thank you.)

And READERS -- you enjoy what we create, yeah? Do you know that you'd likely enjoy it wayyy more if you had a lil behind-the-scenes knowledge? It truly enriches the experience all around, AND it's so encouraging to authors to be able to share not only the finished product but some of the joy of the process. So don't be afraid -- drop some asks, leave questions in reblogs, engage!!

If you've read this far (without skipping, you weasels), please consider this a free ticket for a fic request. ;) Drop one in my inbox and we shall see if the gods smile upon my mushy brain and clumsy fingers. But also, thank you for reading, and I hope that both writers and readers are encouraged to enjoy this space more fully!

FREESIA OUT 😘

[honeytabbies]

OKAY. HERE WE GO. my black bulls doggies!!!! :D

there's definitely a noticeable difference in style/quality of some of these just due to time between each design and/or how i was feeling at the time of drawing them (these hot and rainy summer months have been super rough on me)

ALSO they were all done symmetrically so that i wouldn't burn out and could actually finish them LOL . OK EVERYBODY BELOW

starting off with asta, a husky/coyote mutt!! :D in my au, devil users end up becoming hybrids of whatever their devil is. so since liebe is a coyote, that's what asta is too!! (also, i haven't drawn him yet, but yuno is a malamute :D similar looking breeds but different since they're not actually related!)

(here's liebe too hehe, scrappy lil coyote!!)

then of course, noelle, who's a saluki!! a very regal breed for a very royal gal!! i thought making her pigtails into her ears was a fun idea HEHEHE

(+ an alternate design version!)

here's finral, he's a shetland sheepdog!! gentle and sweet and always trying to herd his people together :) you might notice that with some of my designs, i end up doing extra scarring; that's usually just personal headcanons, as i think some injuries would be too grievous to fully heal. though some (for instance, gauche) don't have a canon story behind them, i just think they're fitting

vanessa, who's a cavalier king charles spaniel!! her ears sorta blend into her hair lol, i had an alternate version where they were the same darker brown as her fur but i decided that them blending in looked better and fit the breed standard as well.

gauche, the ever wary american akita!! being a fiercely loyal and protective breed, but aloof and suspicious of strangers.

then there's grey, who's a long-haired chihuahua!! sweet and skittish HEHE, also i haven't drawn it yet but i've always imagined her big transformation disguise that she's first introduced as to be a rottweiler LOL

next up is luck, a jack russell terrier!! i've always thought this was a very fitting breed pick, intelligent but highly energetic and a little mischievous !!!

and of course, magna is never far behind luck; he's a dobermann pinscher!! similar to luck in energy and intelligence, but even more fiercely protective of his loved ones.

GORDON!!! actually one of my favourite black clover characters, he's a dalmatian not only because of the fitting aesthetic, but also because of his kind and sensitive personality!

the masked supermage zora, a german shepherd! watchful and sometimes stubborn but loyal nonetheless made this pick fairly easy to come to. though, before getting to see more of him, my initial pick was actually a kai ken!

charmy's design is one that i'm the most proud of for sure; i mentioned in an earlier post that the different peoples are different species of animals. well charmy is a half toy poodle, half american badger!! i thought a badger was a VERY fitting pick, as they are generally unbothered by much unless their food is threatened LOL

and finally, lastly (for now) is nero!! she's a bull terrier, but i really wanted to keep her twin tails from her anti-bird form! her outfit is definitely the one i edited the most, i just wanted to give her something more practical out of personal preference.

additionally, henry is an old english sheepdog, nacht is a black norwegian elkhound/fox, and yami is a wolfdog!

I HAVE SOME OTHER CHARACTERS DOODLED HERE AND THERE but nothing else really finished yet. if there's a specific character anyone would like to see i would be SO happy to draw/doodle them to show off!! i honestly have a huge list of dog/cat breeds picked out for every character i could think of; i just am hellishly indecisive and can never pick who to start on next AHDSJAGDJSDK

THE POSITIVE RECEPTION TO MY ART SO FAR HAS MADE ME SO HAPPY BTW AUAGGHHH i have no idea how/if im able to reply to people directly but just know that i keep reading over everyone's reblog tags and stimming like crazy IM SO HAPPY THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH AUHGHFEHGGRH

[thelonelyshore-if]

(I've just now realized you might not check reblogs so I'm copy/pasting my response into the ask box at the risk of becoming Very Annoying because I'd feel worse if you didn't see it at all)

I'm not upset with you or anon, so no need for apologies (though I do appreciate it, you're so sweet)! I just love these characters so much, I want to be able to enjoy them alongside everyone else, which is why I tried (and failed) to come up with my own scenario.

Having the ROs react to outfits they picked for MC is such a cute idea! I hate shopping for anything, so having help clothes shopping would be such a blessing to me.

Hehehe, I'm glad you like the nickname! Literally came up with it to antagonize (affectionate) Willow with. I can't wait for the banter, I just know it's going to be so good! I'm also looking forward to some answers. I have my theory about what was going on, so I'm interested to see if I'm right (or at least close).

Howdy!! Sorry it took me a Minute to answer this, life has been.....a lot lmao. But I finally am getting to asks so!!

First off, you're definitely not being annoying. I do usually see reblogs, but don't always comment on them with any thoughts I have. But I love reading them!

I'm forever fascinated and excited by the idea that y'all have your own theories--it makes me even more hyped to dig into things. I can't wait to see how close you all end up being...and hope it's still fun regardless <3

Now!! Onto the fun part. Reactions to MC in clothes the ROs picked out under the cut c:

Beck- would get into dressing up MC no questions asked. They love fashion, even though their own fashion sense leans towards athleisure/casual, and would enjoy peppering MC with questions about what sort of clothes they like. When they saw MC show off the look they picked out they'd be hyped as hell--super proud and boastful, lol. Like..."I knew you'd look incredible. I'm good."

Croft- personally hates going shopping (busy, bright, loud), but loves fashion. It would probably even out and they'd be pretty excited to pick something out for MC. Their own style is fairly alt and they'd definitely try to pick out something similar for MC. And they'd be pleased with the results...even if the particular style isn't necessarily MC's usual lol.

Jay- depends--F!Jay would have fun with dressing MC up and would feel flattered and a little flustered with the results. Like...she'd get to see MC in the outfit she picked. Similar enough to in her own clothes that it would make her heart beat faster. M!Jay though is...not very fashion savvy. He'd be kind of shy about it, worried he'd pick something out that MC wouldn't like haha.

Perri- would get really excited about it, I think! Darting from store to store trying to find something that's perfect. They really love accessories so that would be their favorite part--trying to find something that feels like it fits MC. And once MC tried on the outfit they'd be sooooo excited. Just like, omg you look great ;.;

Ravi- have you considered an oversized vintage sweater? perhaps some beige slacks? lol Ravi is not the most imaginative. If he was tasked with picking out/buying an outfit for MC he'd essentially either a) just put together something he'd wear or, b) go with the classics. Much like in the demo lmao--just a sweatshirt and jeans. Comfy and simple.

Yasmin- would be the most excited out of everyone. She enjoys going to Easthaven's mall as well as 'thrifting' in the town's many, many antique and second-hand stores. She'd drag MC all around town trying to put together the perfect outfit. She'd also be peppering MC with questions throughout, to make sure she picked something that made them feel comfortable and that they liked.

[ladyshivs]

Hi! Do you have any advice on how to make friends in the fhr fandom? I adore what you and boci have and long to build something similar. Sadly I can't draw to save my life and I'm not very confident in my writing either since I'm not a native english speaker. I tried to send asks and scream in the tags about steps I like but though everyone is very nice and friendly they don't reciprocate the interest and because of that I feel very discouraged to interact. I worry if I keep it up I'm just annoying them and they may be too polite to say so. I must sound very desperste but I'd really appreciate any advice you have.

Hello there nonny! First of all, it's brave of you to ask this, and I'm proud of you for taking the risk to send it in at all, even anonymously.

Secondly, while it might not be what you want to hear, there's unfortunately no single straight answer to your question. I'm not sure if any of this will end up being useful or helpful. I can only offer what has worked for me in the past and what I hope is reasonable for you to try as well.

I'll put it under a read more because this got fairly long.

There really isn't any 100% way to make people care about your characters. There are only ways to put your character (sidestep, in this case) in front of as many people as possible to see if anyone takes an interest. That's ultimately part of what fanart and fanfiction do: put your sidestep in front of more eyes.

But if those aren't options? Just asking to interact with people can be a way forward.

Boci and I began getting to know one another only after I had followed them for years and did the same thing that you seem to be doing. I had sent in asks, left tags, tried to be unassuming and not annoying. It wasn't until I took the leap and asked if our sidesteps could interact that we actually got to talking one on one and were able to build our relationship.

No one in the FHR fandom except sidestep is psychic, and often the only way to let someone know we want to interact with them, and them to interact with us, is by saying so.

What you've been doing--adding tags and sending asks is a great way to get to know other people and their sidesteps. Encouraging creativity in others and supporting them is a wonderful way of helping them know you as someone warm and friendly.

But those things don't earn attention in return, and ultimately, they shouldn't be expected to. Reciprocity is something that can't be forced and isn't required. You can't make or demand people take an interest in your character.

What I recommend is giving information about your step when you interact. When sending in an ask about someone else's sidestep, consider volunteering some trivia and headcanons about your own: "My sidestep feels x way about y, what about yours?"

This way it's not forcing an interaction, but it could start a conversation and exchange of headcanons with someone who may have been too shy to ask about your own, or unsure if you wanted them to ask in return! Remember, people are often thrilled about the chance to talk about their ideas but might be too nervous and worried about annoying you to ask about yours.

I can't say if you have done this yet or not (the perils of sending your question on anon) but reblog as many prompts lists as you can. Even if you're not a writer, those OC prompts can be a chance for you to ramble about your sidestep and get their name out in the fandom space. The more people see/read about your sidestep, the more they can begin to get comfortable with them, and the more they may see you as someone they can be brave with and send an ask to!

Don't wait for people to ask or send in a prompt, though. Use them as inspiration and answer the questions on your own. Be your own biggest fan and other people will start to take notice.

You can post your headcanons, thoughts about your favorite parts and how you think your sidestep should react to those scenarios. If you want something more visual, consider making mood/theme boards, or posting style boards with examples of their favorite outfits. Make a playlist with songs that fit your sidestep. Write a recipe of what your sidestep might want as a comfort food. Talk about how they would want to decorate their home if they had the chance/time/money.

All of this being said, and all those examples aside, I completely understand how disheartening it is to see what feels like everyone else having a fun time at the party while feeling excluded.

Sometimes the risk of coming across as annoying is terrifying--but it might also be worth it. What comes across as annoying to one person can be seen as passion and sincerity by another.

Keep putting yourself and your sidestep out there. Be patient, be kind to yourself and to the people you hope to make friends with, and remember that while you can't force friendship, you can be the one to take the terrifying step forward and ask.

[greatbigbellies]

I hope you like huge pregnant guts cause that's all I got.

Hi! Welcome to my kink blog! Before we go any further, if you’re below 18, leave! No exceptions. You know why. Please just wait until you’re of age, then you can gladly peruse.

I’m a trans woman in her late 20's who really, really enjoys bellies. I have a fairly strong preference for pregnancy related stuff, which is the overwhelming majority of what you’ll find on this blog, but I enjoy pretty much any other kind (LOVE stuffing, enjoy vore and wg, and even non-enlarged tummies too)! I try to keep a decently regular queue rolling with reblogs from kink artists, models, and the like, and I thoroughly enjoy getting asks, so don’t be afraid to send some in! I can’t always tend to this blog daily because of real life, so if the queue runs out or I don’t answer an ask same day, I’ll be back soon!

DMs are open but I don’t RP privately, or explicitly, and “hi” or “hey” will get a similarly brief response. I love talking pregnancy kink stuff but please remember I’m a person, and I’m not horny 100% of the time, so it’s okay to talk about other things. Unironically, send me a screenshot of a minecraft build you’re proud of, I’d genuinely love to see it.

That all said, please enjoy the blog! I have an expansive backlog of posts that I’ve taken effort to keep correctly tagged for easy access. If you just want to see tummies, block the “not bellies” tag. I’ve done some kinky voice work too, which you can find under the “kink audio” tag.

Some larger pregnancy kink projects I’ve worked on that you might enjoy are:

The McPreggo Menu (link to the most current version because yes, it gets updated occasionally) A fast food menu with pregnancy inducing effects, with dozens of items each with unique properties. Perfect if you like your preg kink with a side of stuffing and math!

The 2023 Pregnancy Kink Advent Calendar (link to masterpost with more links) A holiday project I ran in December of last year, featuring 24 posts with writing, audio, pictures, and a video, all of fun little pregnant treats to enjoy! Looking to do another in 2024, so if you like what you see and want to contribute, please reach out!

@obscenely-overdue (link to the blog itself) An RP side blog where I put on a fake bump and pretend to be super pregnant! It's not super story driven, nor does it adhere to a strict "canon timeline", so you can just assume I'm permanently full term, for fun and profit! The Great Big Gravid Pregnancy Kink Ask Game A fun little preg kink ask game, with 50 questions ranging from kink preferences to personal experiences surrounding said kink. A good way to stimulate some conversation with fellow preg kink enjoyers!

[agenericplaceholdername]

2024 Masterpost

With the start of 2025, I thought I’d compile some of my posts from 2024.

Theories

Why Jay and Nya Can Remember Skybound

Wu and Morro and the Allied Armor, oh my!

Frak's Pies and the Crystalized->Merge Time Jump

Without the Blood Moon, Ras Would Have Succeeded

Mistress Obscuria, Elemental Heritability, and the Ninjago Timeline

Long-ish Posts

This back and forth with @parachutingkitten outlines most of my thoughts on Dragons Rising S1-S2

The Five Endings of Ninjago

How Dragons Rising Handles the Ensemble

DRS2 v Dreamzzz YouTube Views

Were the Sacred Flutes Created During the Serpentine War?

Where did the Serpentine Come From?

The Tournament of Elements vs The Tournament of Sources

What Does "Shattering Goodness" Mean?

Why the FSM Lineage Shouldn’t Be Royalty

Would Kai be Overprotective of Wyldfyre?

DR S1 E1-5, S1 E6-10, S1 E11-15, S1 E16-20, S2 E1-5, and S2 E6-10 Thoughts

Ninjago Ideas Without "Wasted Potential"

Shorter posts

My Issue with "Snaketastrophy" (Harumi)

When Will the Live-Action Movie Release?

Rapton and Lloyd in DRS2E11

The Missing Moon

Wu's Growth from S1 to S15

Other

Election Night in Ninjago

Dinner at the Monastery

Video edits (the ones I'm most proud of)

Arin and the Ninja

Arin and the Ninja (ft. "Elements of Betrayal")

Sora and Jordana

"The Fall of the Green Ninja"

"Princess" Vania

For the new year, I’ve got several longer analysis/criticism posts that I’ve been sitting on for some time, outlining how the Ice Chapter and Crystalized fail to live up to the ideas they set up, but also some of my potential changes. This is well trodden fandom ground, but I haven’t seen anyone suggesting what I’ve been thinking. Maybe I’ll finally finish those. 

Also looking at an analysis of Skybound (again, well covered) that covers a specific angle I also haven’t seen anyone discuss in depth (though considering how much discussion of Skybound exists, I wouldn’t be surprised if someone had). 

Before DR S3P1 airs I’ll post my thoughts on DRS2P2, both episode by episode and an analysis of how S4 handles its mysteries better. Probably do some DRS3 predictions before the whole season gets leaked.

Last, I’m thinking about building on my “Election Night” post with a full deep dive into my (as canon-compliant as possible) look into what Ninjago politics might look like. Worldbuilding in Ninjago tends more toward fleshing out ancient lore, but I think the average citizen’s perspective to the events of the show is cool to think about. 

Will I get all this stuff done? Probably not, this list is more of a way to set goals. A lot of my earlier posts were clips with some of my own analysis. Those aren't gonna be gone but I'm definitely cutting back on them, mainly because I only have so many ideas. A new post a day with an accompanying video just wasn't sustainable. But if you’re interested in longer-form Ninjago analysis, feel free to follow and at some point it should show up in your feed! 

Here's some other stuff:

Favorite Ninja: Zane from S1-4, Lloyd from S8-present. 

Favorite Seasons: I’m a big fan of S1, S4, S8, S9, S14, and DRS1. Don’t think these are particularly hot takes. If I had to pick I’d go with S8 but could be persuaded otherwise

Started watching: Back in 2012 as S2 was airing

That’s all I’ve got! If you ever see a post of mine and disagree, please (constructively!) do so—would always welcome a dialogue. (and ofc if you agree or just like the post, feel free to like it or reblog or whatever is most comfortable.) I'm still fairly new to this site but this whole experience has been great.

[film-in-my-soul]

Everyone deserves to toot their own horn and be proud of their work! So, this tag game is fairly simple.

Promote 5 works that you're really proud of and share a little about why you're so proud of it! Then tag as many people as you like. You can reblog this post and add on to it (why not create a giant reclist to throw around?) or steal this header (and border if you like) and make your own post!

The Killer of Miramar Campus | Top Gun | Tom "Iceman" Kazansky/Pete "Maverick" Mitchell | Rated M | 4.1k words | Horror Movie AU

I personally believe this is one of my most underrated fics. It's a fic I had an immediate idea for, and feel like I executed it really well. I love the atmosphere I was able to build, and I think the twists came out just right.

Homing Beacon | Supernatural | Castiel/Dean Winchester | Rated M | 14.7k words | Space/Science Fiction AU

I think I really nailed the relationship development between Dean and Cas, along with blending canon elements into the AU setting. Also @mayonnaisetoffees deserves even more love for their amazing pod work.

I Wanted to Do the Timewarp But Oh God Not Like This | Teen Wolf | Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski | Rated M | 26.2k words | Time Loop

Honestly I'm just proud I successfully pulled off not just a time loop but a time loop that was done from the non-looping character's POV. Plus can't leave out the phenomenal work that @fluxydrawings did! They make me listen to my own words a hundred times over.

My Lover's the Sunlight | Top Gun | Tom "Iceman" Kazansky/Pete "Maverick" Mitchell | Rated E | 6.2k words | Getting Together, Post Top Gun (1986)

I was so nervous writing a gift for the amazing @boasamishipper because they are the height of Icemav for me, and I think that anxiety really pushed me to write with more attention, and the result is a damn good fic, in my opinion. I nailed those hot and sticky summer vibes.

Faith, Trust, and Pixie Venom | Captain America | James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers | Rated T | 19.6k words | Magical Realism AU

My first Stucky piece! When I saw the prompter's tropes and likes for this exchange piece, I knew immediately that I needed to write a magical girl Steve modern fantasy AU, and I'm still so stoked with the world I built here and for the wonderful commission that @enthyrea did!

Tagging: @cristinuke @thyknife @jackwolfes @icemankazansky @icemav86 @jayjay-thejet-plane @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels @katierosefun @anadorablack

[PS. If I tagged you in the body it's still a tag XD]

[gloriousmonsters]

like. last reblog got me on a mental tangent about OoT specifically and the Triforce breaking. and the fact that Ganondorf has been trying to gain some of Hyrule's OP magic for a while (keep thinking abt how he tried to get the time travel ocarina stuff...) and I wouldn't be surprised if he's known of/been planning to steal the Triforce for a fairly long time. I mean it's the THING. it's the fucking power of the gods. You get your hands on that and there's absolutely no question you can steamroll Hyrule and then you'll have Won and this will fix you and justify your existence in the role you have and your moms will be proud etc etc.

And he's obviously pissed when the Triforce breaks and goes out to Link and Zelda, and the way he approaches it is very--no I deserve the whole thing, I'm the one who can use it properly, and it's easy to just see it from the General Villainous Entitlement angle, but getting into his perspective, and looking at it from the angle of him being someone with a certain role who's multiclassed beyond it, who could have been knowledgeable about some of the Triforce's aspects and structure for some time...

the Triforce of Power is obvious; power is something he has, has always possessed, something he believes in, that he undeniably embodies. he's the King (even when he loses his people, even when they reject him, even when he's the king of nothing or the world beyond or darkness itself, he's always a king). but the Triforce is more than power. That's fine. He's not just the king; he fights his own battles, he executes insane strategies, he puts himself into danger unhesitatingly. Who could say he's not courageous? He's a magician, a scholar, familiar with the intricacies of two cultures, comes up with his own plans and gambits--he's wise!

(and yes that's definitely what courage and wisdom consist of he doesn't have skewed ideas of them shut up!)

and it's both a symptom and foundation of his need to be exceptional, to be strong enough he never has to rely on anyone (because he shouldn't and he can't and it would be weak and--), that he reacts to the Triforce shattering with furious denial and a dedication to piecing it back together--it's not only practical (need ALL the godlike power can't have it running around elsewhere) every moment Link and Zelda exist, with other parts of the Triforce in their possession, it's like the powers that be are telling him that he isn't the success at Being Everything All The Time Yourself that he tried to shape himself into; he's incomplete, he's not good enough at these qualities that he was so sure--sorry, that he's STILL so sure! of course!--that he had successfully embodied just as much as he embodies Power.

he spent his life forging himself into a hypercompetent triple threat and The magic artifact of all time is like hm... ok here's. a third. the other two thirds are going to a couple 12-year-old Hylians. that you were just feeling smug about outsmarting. have fun with that blow to your entire conception of yourself byeeee

[gege-wondering-around]

update

so, it's been a while since y'all have heard from me in any forms and given the hopeful vibes of my blog, which i wanna keep on carrying with all types of content, i felt right to share with you something and make it a little piece of this 'hopecore journey' i had started on this app.

for starters i'll tell you why i haven't been around: school (simple, right?) i'm doing my last year and from where i'm from, the 'exit exam' is a fucking big deal, especially in my school (just because i have a 18 hours exam (big deal) + a 6h essay and a 50min dissertation sort of thing) and all my energy, time and focus has been on school, with mock exams, tests, deadlines, trips and more... and dont get me started on UNI cause for how much i want to do psychology, im wondering how the hell UNI is even running rn... this gave me a lot of stress which pushed me away from tumblr and AO3, and also not responding to tags, reblogs or comments/dms; basically, i dissapeared and left little crumbs behind me.

so, what am i gonna do with this situation? do what i started my 'hope core journey' for: share with you something that might inspire you.

therefore, throughtout all of this mad rollercoaster, i had felt hopeless and unmotivated, especially seeing a person close to me cheat off all exams and another not getting good grades despite hours of hard work, which all lead me to wonder: what's the point? why waste so much energy on this stupid shit when half-assing it would be passable and it would leave me more time for my hobbies?

what's the point to work for a system that isn't fair?

that's what i thought last: why push yourself when you'll never be repaid fairly by the system you're in? and my answer was... bittersweet

i push myself so much in school, for this half-assed system, not because i care about the good grade or the nice GPA (which i wont deny are both good and things im proud of) but because being a hard worker mf is who i am. which means i'll always feel somehow inadequate to a system until i'll be in one which will do me justice, even barely so.

but why is this important for the hope core you might ask, and i'll tell you: accepting who you are can just put you at pease so much, because on one half of the scale you'll know who you are, you'll be able to do good for yourself despite the circumstances around you and decides according to your morals and ethics, without ever insulting yourself, but on the other half, is it worth it?

and it's on that other half that i put my hope...

cause y'know, i started this blog, my AO3 account too (partially), cause i wanted to reach out to people, i wanted to make a little place in the big bad world where people would see a bit of the good in the world, a glimpse of hope when there's nothing motivating them; a little story that could inspire them to be good to themselves, something that would make them feel anything or everything. I started this cause at my core, i'm devoted to connect and help others, and there's nothing that will ever change that.

and i'm not saying that i haven't or won't write fics for my own pleasure or without any message in it; cause in the end, if you need to find a message, you'll find it whethere I or someone else put it in their work, or song, or text, or phone call. you'll find what you need wherever you'll want it to be.

but the point is (sorry for the rambling), hope is what gives you some sort of motivation. at least for me, it works and maybe it could for you too.

i wanna help people, and hope is all i can pass around like holy water and candy bars; hope is what drives me to pursuit psychology, to finish school with a high morale, to work on my fics because i know someone will love them as much as i do, if not more.

hope has infinite value, because it balance us out.

it helps us drive forward, cause 'when you're lost in the darkness, look for the light' is not just a tiktok sound on a sad sterek edit i saw a week ago, cause the 20 tags i had pilled up from mid january aren't there for show only, cause the 56 AUs i wanna write aren't there to grow my followers or hits on my AO3 account, cause the driver license in my pocket isn't there cause i HAD to get it, cause the sad stuff in the world isn't there to be pushed under the rug...

hope gives that tiktok sound a new light; it makes it valuable, cause there's always a light in the darkness, no matter how far or little it is; it's there. and hope shows it to you. hope makes those 20 tags a sign of how people care for you, think of you; hope pushed you to come back and those 20 tags made you happy all over. caues yeah, people think about you when you're not around and are happy to see you back around; even if just a very tiny bit, everyone is happy to see someone back on active.

hope makes those 56 AUs turn into 56 experiences that will probably open your eyes to prospectives you never saw before, cause you'll do research on each and you'll find out stuff that breaks your heart and that you'll use that to break other's hearts, but you'll patch them all back together cause you want to show the good stuff, the love that persist (unless you go for hurt/no comfort, but this aint about hierarchy of what is a superior fic to another); because love in that story will become hope for a happy end. hope gives that driver lisence the aura of being a free ticket to the world, to go where you belong, where you feel you're needed and where you feel you'll be good; hope makes the destination sweet and the journey endurable. hope makes the sad stuff worth working through, cause you have hope for the happy side of things, for the bright side.

and yes, i'm a sap who has only hope to offer, only words of comfort and snippets of fics yet to post, but aint' that hope itself?

all you do, isn't a sign of your hope?

your hard work isn't the sign that you work for something that will make you feel good; that job you love doesn't give you hope once in a while? dont you hope that your coffee makes someone smile? dont you hope that that piece of paper you printed for a marriage certificate will makes some folks happy to be together all over?

dont you hope to make someone smile once in a while? just because

that car you drive, all fancy and dandy, doesn't sparkle in you the childish hope to make a kid smile when you pass by?

and i know, hope ain't all. i know.

but it's a good place to start when nothing else is safe or stable enough to start with; hope is within you and nobody can take it away from you. sure, you can lose hope, but idk if you knew: 'hope dies at last' for a reason.

it can always be found back, you can always find your lost hope somewhere in the world, cause you never truly lost it, you just looked elsewhere for a bit and forgot it's there.

hope dies at last because it never leaves us, it dies at last cause when we reach the end and we believe there's nothing left, hope was there all along and we just didn't look its way in a while and thought it wouldn't be there when we'd look; hope dies with us, that's why at last, because it comes and goes with us, who carries it around in candy bars, loud cars, coffee makers, plane tickes...

i didn't let my eyes wander away from hope, cause i know how it'd get if i did...

and i know that if you need to find what you need in this post, you'll find it; you'll look at that little hope stored somewhere in your soul and you'll smile a little. you'll go to work, or you'll study for that exam, or you'll say yes to some offer from a stranger to dance.

cause you'll hope for something, something that'll be good.

cause hope dies at last, and i hope you will always have a little light shining upon you; a little reminder that hope is always with you.

besides, hope never truly dies, does it?

think about it...

----

and after this huge ramble, thanks for have thought of me in the tags, thanks for the reblogs of my fics, thanks for the likes and interactions.

i hope this inspired you to keep going.

[niobiumao3]

ao3 wrapped question 3: What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?

ty for the ask, nonny!

I'll have to say it's still Mercury Salt Sulfur, simply because it's not often I can conceive of a larger story which is fairly self-contained from beginning to end and actually get it done. (So close...SO CLOSE, to being finished with this last chapter.) It's not as widely read as others, which I'm sure is at least in part to it not being actual SW scifi or any of the usual AUs (modern, western). That makes it super niche and off the beaten path, which I knew going into it.

But this is why I'm always on that soapbox about creating for yourself. Sometimes--maybe a LOT of the time--we're going to make things only a few people like. If we strive to always be one of those people, we can at least ensure we've got one more person in our corner. This isn't to say 'it shouldn't matter if you don't get kudos or comments or reblogs or likes'; it DOES matter, quite a lot, because the other side of creating art is sharing it and the community's response. But for me, when I focus on what I want out of it first, I feel a bit less 'meh' when something doesn't get much interest.

That's okay. *I* was interested.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

I’m fairly new to tumblr and seeing you interact with so many people on here honestly scared me a little, especially because it felt like you all knew each other so well, but that post got me to actually talk to more people here, and now I actually feel comfortable sending you asks and reblogging your stuff. I know it’s weird to be scared to reblog stuff but I usually just stay in the tags. Until that post I was just an observer of your chaos. Now I can say I’ve joined it.

thanks everyone 💞💞

I'M SO SO PROUD OF YOU. YOU DID IT YOU CAME OUT OF YOUR SHELL AND YOU DID IT. YOU ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY JOINED THE CHAOS. YOU ARE FAMILY AND YOU HAVE BEEN LONG BEFORE YOU REALISED IT. TAKE THE HUGEST FUCKING HUG. I HOPE YOUR POOR REBLOGS WORK, ALL OF YOU, AFTER THIS.

I LOVE YOU.

[franjayheadcannons]

Hello, It's been a while

Hello friends, it's been a while, isn't it? Is crazy to think that this blog will be 10 years next year, that i was just a young adult, still a kid when i started it. I don't know if someone will be interested in reading my ramblings of growing old and art but i would like to think someone do.

I strated this blog in 2015 but the story starts a little earlier. One day, some time before, a few years even, i found in deviantart and artist that i really liked, miss KPenDragon. I was enamored by her art and her stories when i started reading her fanfic "The Bully and the Geek". That's how i started shipping Francis and Sanjay from Fairly Odd Parents. That is quite a condensed version of the story to be honest. In 2015 I decided to start a blog to write my ideas for the ship, reblog KP's content and see if there were any other people who liked this ship. I cannot help but smile reading some of the things i wrote, the way i reacted or the things i drew. Some are funny, other cringe, but in the end it makes me want to hug my little self.

Ten years ago i was a little weird thing, i was supposed to be an adult but i wasn't. I was still a nerdy girl who wanted to make friends and get along with my classmates, i tought that life in college would be different but it wasn't. I was lost, trying very hard and with friends that weren't so... receptive of me having an hyperfixation. My english was weird, a bit broken, my stories were stuffed with cliches and my art was anatomically... funny.

But i was happy creating.

I still remember one night my best friend stayed over and we talked until 8 am. He let me ramble for hours about this Persona FOP AU I was obsessed with. My mom woke up to go to work and almost killed us.

Recently life has been a bitch, I won't talk about it here but let's just say i'm in a very toxic workplace away from family, friends and in a country i cannot simply go out and enjoy my time. All this brought me back to what made me happy, i checked old fandoms and blogs i used to religious check every single day. It brought back memories and made me feel much better. It gave me the itch to draw once again, to write just fun things, not forcing myself to write the dark novel i've been working on for moths.

This brings me back to this blog. I decided that i wanted to come back, even if it's form time to time, to draw and maybe write a bit more. To be sincery i probably will draw funny thing or just Francis and Sanjay being cute together. One day I want to write something heartwrenching, with deep characters and important themes or drae a beautiful piece like the artist i admire, but not all my art have to be like that.

It can be just fun.

I want to draw Schrodinger wearing a stupd sweater or cuddling with a random Sanjay. I want to redraw cute anime bases. I want to use the characters like fashion dolls and just draw cute clothes. I want to write weird ideas for AUs I will never write about, I want to make small one shots with no connection in between them.

Next year I will be 30 and i just want to draw and write like when i was 12, when drew something on a paper and gave my 100%. I used makers, pencils, and was proud by the end of it, not questioning myself, feeling bad because my art isn't "that good" If i can give any advice to anybody reading this: Just do the shit that makes you happy. Maybe when you turn 30 you will have your life together, maybe you will have the job you want, a place of your own and someone you love. Maybe you will be kilometers away from your family and friends in an awful job, not sure of what will happend next. Maybe you are both, with bad things and good things going on.

Either way, buy that cheap BTS pencil case, draw two characters that never had a meaningful interaction in canon kissing, write that shifter omegaverse with weird animals. Just do it.

It's fun. It's nice and it will make you happy.

I dont know how much effot i will put back in this blog, If I will make a post once a year, but i will be back because it makes me happy.

[hergan416]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. learn to know your mutuals and followers.(ू•‧̫•ू⑅)♡

(No pressure ofc & my apologies if I sent you one recently already because I did a bad job keeping track 🙏)

oh! i haven't done this recently you're all good! man it's been a long time since I saw this meme!!

My friends!! I'm not tagging everyone but man have I met a LOT of awesome people on tumblr, AO3, and discord... The yuumori fandom in particular is so talkative and friendly, but I've found people in each and every fandom I've joined. When I came back to fandom as an adult circa 2015 I honestly didn't expect that I'd find lasting connections like this.

"My" characters. I literally almost felt like naming each as an individual thing, but that would end up being more than 5 things. I don't think there is a yuumori character that wouldn't be on this list, but especially Louis, Albert, William, Sherlock, Mycroft, James Bonde, and Milverton should be on that list. Plus, Seto Kaiba, Trafalgar Law, Katakuri, Sanji, Marco the Phoenix, Sabo... most of these people have been described as "sad, wet little men" and I won't disagree, I'm fairly certain that's my type.

Writing/reading! The right combination of words can really make my brain happy. Anything from vivid, realistic depictions to heavy metaphor to just unique wordplay is so fun. I love it so much. It's great when I can think of it, it's great when I get to be lazy and read someone else's version of it. It's just great.

Cooking and good food. I love to eat and I really love it when I manage to make something I liked eating.

Painting miniatures - Something else I've spent way too much money on recently, but it's honestly not that hard? I'm not very crafty but there are so many tips and tricks and like. I started with this cute little space hamster and now I'm doing the minis that came in my copy of the Monster Hunter World Board game and like. I'm still really proud of them even though I'm a novice. (I guess images aren't allowed when I'm answering an ask?? So I'll add pictures in a reblog probably 😂)

Bonus! Board Games! This has already come up but I have... SO many board games. I have a weekly board game week with my fiance, his brother and one of our mutual friends. We switch on and off between legacy games like Monster Hunter World, CCGs like Magic the Gathering, and more traditional board games like Wingspan (which I'm naming because it's my favorite).

[mushi42]

YOU HAVE THEM ALL WRITTEN??? can i just...request the rest then...it's my second request im sending in but im loving these so <3

Not a problem at all! I really had fun doing this game and got carried away.

I'm just going to copy pate the whole document 1-29 to make it easier. So you've read some already. And I'll put a link to the original ask game that I reblogged earlier if anyone else wants to play.

Cheigo!!! answers below the cut (Just a heads up mentions of pregnancy/breeding and chronic illness)

1 What was your first time with your f/o like?

Contrary to popular opinion, Keigo is not the playboy he is portrayed as by the media.  His agency set up a few fake relationships for the sake of appearances but they mostly wanted the “everybody’s Hawks”to be the most prominent image.  He has stolen a few kisses and make out sessions here and there but never more than that. So when we first met he was actually a virgin.  I was unaware of this at the time.  When we decided to move forward with a physical relationship he wanted to preserve his “cool guy” image with me.  He was afraid of being rejected if he couldn’t be amazing at everything.  He read all those grocery store articles about sex beforehand.  When we were getting ready to actually start he ended up having a panic attack. After calming him down and assuring him there was nothing wrong and I still liked him, he asked to continue. Just knowing he could stop if it became too much seemed to help.  It wasn’t our most mind blowing night together but it’s one of my favorites.  We were so open and communicated so well that it was an extra special moment in our relationship.

2 How often do you and your f/o have sex?

Now that he’s more confident in his skills and our relationship (I’m not leaving or using him) he’s got a fairly high libido.  Minimum 4 days per week but he’s more of a fan of everyday. (times per day also vary)

3 Is the Sex between you and your f/o usually sensual? Passionate? Animalist?

This is a cop out answer but it really depends on the day.  He is very enthusiastic no matter what mood he’s in.  But some days it’s about being close and just together but there are other days where he has an itch that NEEDS scratched. If I had to pick I’d say it’s usually a passionate worshiping kind of me.

4 How messy is the sex, or do you and your f/o try to keep it as clean as possible?

HAHA it’s so messy and dirty when we are done.  In hotel rooms he tries at first to be a bit more restrained but at home it’s a mess. New sheets and blankets most days. Good thing I’m a SAHW and can do laundry everyday. It’s going to be a problem when we move to Japan and I have to air dry them.

5 Do you and your f/o prefer having sex in the dark or with the lights open?

Keigo is a fan of lights. His favorite part of sex is my reactions to what he’s doing. If I try to turn them off because I'm embarrassed then I get punished.

6 What was the most embarrassing thing to happen between you and your f/o before, during and/or after sex?

7 Any Favorite positions?

Between his wings and my ostomy bag (I have Crohn’s and a permanent ostomy bag) we do have some limitations on positions.  We enjoy missionary. He likes looking me in the eyes and watching my face during sex.  It makes him proud to watch me squirm.  We also like on all fours for some different times. We’ve definitely done other stuff but those are our tried and true!

8 Any favorite places?

The Kitchen and laundry room are used a lot just because I’m in those areas a lot and Keigo doesn’t like to wait (I make him sanitize the counters after).  He keeps saying when he eventually moves us back to Japan that the bathroom will be another busy area because they are better set up than western ones.  Sometimes he likes to pull me into closets/tucked away areas for some teasing in public. We always end up in the bed at some point just because he wants me to be comfortable when we finish.  I’m his little babybird. He can't have me getting a backache from sleeping on the hard ground.

9 Any Kinks and/or fetishes?

He loves being called Daddy. He saw it in porn and it stuck but he likes it so I go with it. We both have an extremely strong breeding kink. When we first started dating/sleeping together he was so upset to find out I was on birth control.  “How can I put a chick in you if you’re on birth control?” he would pout. The first thing he did when we got home after proposing was throw all my birth control away. And I've mentioned in other answers he’s a big fan of overstimulating me. 

10 Any erogenous zone?

His wings are very sensitive to the point we have to be careful to to overstimulate him. (he does the overstimulation not the other way around. He loves playing with my ass and I have sensitive ears. Don’t know why my ears are an erogenous zone but blowing or touching them is very sexy for me

11 Condom or bareback?

Bareback 100%. He’d rather just not have sex than use a condom. He did it twice for the sake of trying for me since I was his first partner and he didn’t know what it would feel like. It doesn’t allow him to indulge in his breeding kink enough with a condom. So I got on birth control, which he didn’t love either but agreed to until we were engaged.

12 Your favorite body part of your f/o? Their favorite part of you?

In a non sexual way- I love his hair. It’s beautiful no matter the length and I love running my fingers through it. And he loves my eyes. He likes looking into them and seeing all the colors.

In a sexual way- I love his wings because they are so sensitive.  It’s the only part of him that lets me have type of control during sex. He is so incharge but a quick stroke of his wings makes him lose his mind. Which to be fair can work against me sometimes.  He loves my chest. He loves to watch my breasts bounce and jiggle them.  He enjoys teasing my nipples. And He loves when he’s done resting his head on my chest as a play with his hair and it makes him feel so close to me.

13 Who’s usually the one taking the lead?

Since he came into the relationship with so little experience I let him take the lead and be in charge.  I wanted him to know that he was in control and I wouldn’t push things on him that he didn’t want. It just stayed that way as we continued. It’s fine though as it fits with my generally submissive nature.

14 What’s something that usually gets your f/o in the mood?

He is pretty easy to turn on but one of his biggest turn ons is when I’m domestic.  Cooking, cleaning, taking care of him. He loves getting the love and family he didn’t have as a child. Pretty sure that’s why he has a breeding kink is because he is dreaming of growing and making a real family of his own.

And it’s cliche but he loves when I feel cute/pretty and always wants to encourage that.  I don’t usually feel very comfortable in my body with all my health issues. When I do he likes to go big into body worship so I can understand how sexy he finds me.

15 Do you prefer pleasuring your f/o or having them pleasure you? 

It’s a little selfish but I prefer being the one receiving pleasure. It’s fine! He gets off getting me off! 

16 Sweet love making or fast and hard fucking?

it’s almost always both. We start sweet love making and end in hard lose of control fucking.

17 Does your f/o keep their eyes locked with you the whole time or do they look away in embarrassment?

Even our first time he wouldn’t let me look away. He craves the connection of looking me in the eye.  It gives him reassurance that he’s “doing it right” and that I’m enjoying myself. He loves my eyes anyway and likes when I look at him. He says he can feel the love coming out of them.

18 What’s the foreplay like? How quick is it to get both your clothes off?

The occasional times that I lead/initiate are super easy and minimal foreplay. Just look at him and say breed me or I’m ovulating and we are naked before I can get anything else out. He usually teases me though when he’s leading.  He’d spend his life buried between my thighs so that foreplay is his go to.

19 Does your f/o tease you, or do you tease them, if there is any? How do you/they handle it?

Keigo is the king of teasing. I might get a little quip in every now and again but that is his territory.  He loves overstimulating me physically and mentally.  He loves to remind me that he’s in control. And in public places he’ll whisper all the things he wants to do to me where he knows I can't fully react.  Watching me squirm brings him so much joy.  My life is a keyboard smash every day

20 How good is your f/o at oral? How do they use their lips and tongue to pleasure you?

Keigo is amazing at oral. He says it’s more for him than me at this point. He would spend most of his time there if I let him.  He has a silver tongue in every sense.

21 How does your f/o taste

Usually a little salty. I tease him about it. He loves sweets and consumes so much sugar I say he should taste more like it.

22 Is there any dirty talk? If so, how dirty? What about pet names and/ or derogatory names?

I love my birdie, he never shuts up. Constantly telling me I'm his good girl and taking him so well at the start. As it progresses and he starts to lose control of himself it becomes more derogatory. I’m his little slut and loves watching me become a stupid,cock drunk whore for him.  He does tone it down and stick to positive when I’m having bad body image days.

23 How good is your f/o with their fingers/hands?

He’s not bad with them. They can certainly get the job done when needed. But he’d rather use his tongue,dick, or feathers to do the work. He uses his hands to hold me down/in place.

24 How Loud is your f/o? Do they moan/whine/whimper? Do they curse? DO they call our name like it’s the only thing they know?

He actually isn’t very loud most of the time. He talks constantly but it’s almost always just at speaking or whispering tones.  He definitely curses and moans as he first sinks in and right at the finish.  He usually calls me songbird or just his/mine rather than my name. It is one of the only words, my songbird his songbird his mine all mine, by the end.

25 Do you and your f/o hold hands while making love? How tightly do they hold onto you?

He holds my wrists and hips more than my hand. And I have some pretty consistent bruising from how tight he holds.  Part of why he moved to my hips is all the looks and questions we were getting about the bruising on my wrists.  

26 What’s your f/o’s stamina like? Do they last long or finish quickly? Can they go multiple rounds?

He has tons of stamina. All those years of specialized training, not even just basic hero training has made him a machine in that area.  He actually jokes he keeps up with his gym routine to be better for me rather than work. And sex is the one thing his signature speed doesn’t touch. He lasts long and is always up for multiple rounds.  It’s not fun to finish quickly and not fair to only go once in his mind.

27 Is there anything that makes your f/o cum every single time?

If we are already going then playing with his wings is an easy finishing move I have.  And begging him to put a baby in me. To mark me as his so no one can ever take me away brings out the crazy eyed Hawks and we usually wrap up that round fairly quickly.

28 How wrecked/spent does your f/o look by the time the two you are done? Do they have a dazed look on their face? Completely disheveled hair? Chest heaving fo breath?

He’s always pretty exhausted at the end but almost never allows himself to reach complete uselessness. He wants to be able to provide aftercare. But also in the back of his mind is the idea that work could call him away or an emergency could happen at any second. He can’t fully allow himself to be drained.  He’s letting himself get looser as we’ve been together.

29 What’s the aftercare like, if there is any?

He always makes sure I rehydrate water or gatorade, even when I whine about wanting soda instead. He makes sure that I’m in a comfortable position so my body doesn’t hurt extra the next day. Usually some basic cleaning of both of us. Lots of cuddles and I tell him how loved he is and that I am thankful for the family we had made together. Things to reassure him and remind him he has value outside of his hero work.  

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asksender reporting for duty! 🫡

for the latest fic ask set: 5, 7, 8, and 15 please!!!

(also, please please take all the rest time you want/need!!! you gave us a Feast, now it is time for rest and recuperation 💕💕💕)

OKAY I'M FEELING LIKE ANSWERING SOME ASKS SO HERE WE GO I'M STARTING WITH THIS ONE FROM AN OLDER GAME BECAUSE IT'S BEEN HERE IN MY ASK BOX FOR LIKE 3 WEEKS

(i heard you say I can take as long as I need in one of your more recent ones, I just didn't internalize it which isn't your fault 💚)

technically the latest fic I had posted when I reblogged this was Scars and Stitches BUT right before that I posted What Are You Waiting For? which is FAR more interesting to me SO I'm answering for that one because rules are fake and I feel like it.

5. How do you decide how long your fics/chapters will be? Do you have a word count goal?

Ha. Ha! I don't decide anything. Do you all think I'm out here deciding that my next update for Know Yourself should be 18k words?? Of course not.

Here's how it goes: I tell any given chapter what I think should happen. The chapter says "hmmmm, maybe. We'll see." Then I beg the chapter to please please please please please not be over 10k words. It gives me a smile like it thinks I'm adorable for even asking when we both damn well know that the chapter will do whatever it wants, and what I want has nothing to do with it. And then either the chapter takes mercy on me (like it did in this fic) or it Does Not (like it is doing in Know Yourself).

7. What part of this fic/chapter was the most fun to write? 

Honestly, the whole first chapter. There's just something about the way it flows that I feel so good about 💚

8. Which line/paragraph are you most proud of? Why are you proud of this? 

But the strangest thing is how everyone believes Jason anyways. Just like that.  Then again, Dick is backing him up, so of course they believe him. Everyone believes Goldie, all of the time. He just flashes that gorgeous smile like a fucking master key, and Jason’s always been a tiny bit jealous that everyone else turned out so goddamn endearing.  Not that being intimidating doesn’t have its uses, but sometimes he can’t ignore how much easier certain things would be if his edges were just a little less sharp.

This whole section. I think it's just that this is one of those thoughts that Jason keeps to himself, even though he thinks it fairly often. It captures a part of Jason I rarely see represented, which is how he came back different and he feels different from the rest of the bats in a lot of ways that strain his relationship with them. (Also, I feel like this reads in his voice really well which is something I sometimes have a hard time feeling like I nailed.

15. What is one question you wish someone would ask you about this work? Ask it and answer it.

There is ALWAYS a question I want to be asked about fics, and it is what songs inspired them! I listen to so much music (Spotify wrapped outed me last year at 84k minutes of listening lmaoo) and I used to write to music a lot but I've been finding it distracting lately.

I still plot to music though, and each of my fics have playlists! I'm gonna link the spotify playlist for this fic here! Top recs from this playlist are:

Lately I haven't Been Sleeping

Hyacinthus

J's Lullaby

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Thank you for reporting in for an ask!!! I always love seeing you in my inbox and I swear I get excited every time, I'm just bad at answering 😂

And re: your comment at the end, Thank You and everyone who reminded me to give myself room to rest! I don't want to burn out any more than anyone else wants me to burn out, and I appreciate the reminder!! Also preparing the feast was So Worth It, people are still (like literally at this moment I got one) sending in the LOVELIEST comments that are making my day every single time!!

Ily all!!! and Bean I'll see you in like five seconds for your Echo Wife ask I've been vibrating to answer 💖