#so this may be warm up for the idea 🤔

[astrologydray]

The Lubby-dubby side of the Venus signs 🥰😍😘😫

😈Aries Venus:

They love teasing, playful banter, and a little bit of competitive flirting. If they’re wrestling with you for fun, they’re into you😭.

Aries Venus shows love through big, impulsive acts—surprise dates, random “I love you” texts, or whisking you away on an adventure.

Hugs? More like bone-crushing embraces. Kisses? Always fiery and full of urgency.

Aries Venus won’t sugarcoat things, but their honesty means you’ll always know where you stand with them.

They need excitement in relationships—think spontaneous road trips, fun challenges, or chasing each other around the house just for fun🥰.

😈Taurus Venus:

Taurus Venus loves physical touch—expect long hugs, hand-holding, and falling asleep tangled together. They show love through warmth and closeness.

Expect candlelit dinners, cozy nights in, soft blankets, and music that sets the mood. Taurus Venus loves creating ambiance😫.

They prove their love through consistency, loyalty, and little everyday gestures—cooking for you, remembering your favorite things, and making sure you feel secure.

They want to be yours and yours alone—they’re protective, a little jealous, and love when you’re just as obsessed with them😚.

They express love through gifts, delicious food, and making sure you’re comfortable—they want you to be pampered and adored🤩.

😈Gemini Venus:

Expect clever comebacks, inside jokes, and playful sarcasm—it’s their way of keeping things exciting.

Gemini Venus bonds through talking, debating, and exchanging ideas. Deep late-night talks, sending memes, and random fun facts? That’s their love language🧠.

They’re the type to randomly text you “wyd” every hour and expect a full conversation about nothing. If they overshare, they’re hooked on you❤️‍🔥.

Love should feel like a never-ending sleepover—laughing, talking about anything and everything, and never running out of things to do together.

Compliments, sweet texts, and witty one-liners are their way of saying “I love you.” They’ll always make you feel mentally stimulated and adored🥰.

😈Cancer Venus:

snuggling, forehead kisses, and wrapping you up in a warm embrace make them feel safe and connected❤️.

Cooking for you, making sure you’re eating well, checking in on your feelings—they show love by taking care of you in little, thoughtful ways.

They form deep emotional bonds and need reassurance that you feel the same way. They be emotionally attached af😫🥰.

Cancer Venus wants to build a cozy, intimate world with their person—expect sweet traditions, a shared playlist, or a comfy home full of love.

If they love you, they will be protective. They may get jealous easily, but it’s just because they feel so deeply😤.

😈Leo Venus:

Expect big hugs, dramatic kisses, and constant compliments. Leo Venus isn’t shy about showing their love loud and proud.

Posting you on social media, bragging about you to friends, wanting to match outfits—they love making their love public and undeniable. Showing you off as they should😫.

When they love you, they’re all in. They’ll defend your honor, hype you up, and make sure you know you’re theirs.

Think romantic surprises, heartfelt love letters, and planning unforgettable dates. Love with them feels like a movie moment🤩.

Once they commit, they’re ride or die. They want a love that feels powerful, unbreakable, and meant to be🤞🏾.

😈Virgo Venus:

They show love by helping, fixing, and making your life easier—whether it’s remembering your schedule, bringing you food, or handling the little things you forget. Very thoughtful 🤔.

They notice everything—your likes, dislikes, habits, and moods. If they love you, they’ll adjust themselves to fit your needs effortlessly.

When a Virgo Venus commits, they’re all in. They don’t fall in love easily, but once they do, they’re steady, trustworthy, and always there for you.

They remember the little things—your favorite coffee order, what makes you anxious, or the book you said you wanted months ago❤️.

Instead of grand gestures, they show up for you daily, proving their love through consistency, effort, and devotion.

😈Libra Venus:

Even in love, they never stop flirting. Expect sweet compliments, lingering eye contact, and teasing banter that keeps the spark alive❤️‍🔥.

They adore romance and will shower you with affection, gifts, and quality time—but they also want to be adored in return.

Whether it’s holding hands, cuddling, or whispering sweet things, they love gentle, elegant forms of intimacy😫.

They’ll create romantic dates with candles and soft music, write heartfelt love notes, or plan something special just to make you smile.

Love should feel easy, fun, and full of connection—they want someone they can talk to for hours and still feel completely enchanted by.

😈Scorpio Venus:

When they love you, you become their world. They’re not interested in casual affection—they want something real and unbreakable.

If they’re in love, they’ll make sure you’re safe, defended, and completely theirs. A little jealous? Maybe. But only because they love so deeply🖤.

They won’t always say how much they love you—but you’ll feel it in the way they look at you, touch you, and fight for you😫.

They don’t do superficial romance, but expect intense, meaningful gestures, like sharing secrets they tell no one else or remembering tiny details about you forever.

they want growth, depth, and transformation. If they love you, they’ll push you to evolve into your best self🤞🏾.

😈Sagittarius Venus:

Expect random road trips, last-minute date ideas, and a relationship that feels like a never-ending adventure. They want a love that’s exciting and free🏃🏾.

They want a partner they can grow with, debate with, and experience new things with—mental stimulation is a must!

They’ll tell you exactly how they feel, and while they value independence, they’re incredibly devoted to the person who can keep up with them.

They won’t cling, but if they keep coming back to you even with all their options, that’s how you know you have their heart.

They might not always be romantic, but when they do express love, it’s bold, dramatic, and full of enthusiasm🤪.

😈Capricorn Venus:

When they’re in love, they’re all in for the long haul. They want to build something solid and lasting with their partner.

they show love through providing, taking care of you, and making sure you’re supported. If they’re taking care of the logistics of your life, that’s love 💕.

They show up for you, day in and day out. Whether it’s supporting your career goals or just being there when you need them, they’re always dependable.

They might not wear their heart on their sleeve, but they’re extremely affectionate in subtle ways—holding your hand, offering gentle touches, or showing interest in your day.

they’re drawn to partners who are ambitious, responsible, and goal-oriented. If you earn their admiration, they’ll show love through undying support😚.

😈Aquarius Venus:

They show affection by engaging in thought-provoking conversations, debates, and sharing ideas. If they’re excited to discuss something with you, it’s a sign they’re deeply connected.

They love someone who embraces their individuality. Expect unexpected surprises that reflect their quirky nature—random gifts, offbeat date ideas, or spontaneous adventures.

They’ll love you by encouraging you to follow your dreams, be your own person, and express your full potential🤞🏾.

They may not be outwardly emotional, but their love runs deep. If they open up to you emotionally, it’s a sign they truly trust you. They express love through actions, ideas, and long-term commitment🥹.

While they care deeply, they need space and independence. They show love by giving their partner room to grow and encouraging personal freedom.

😈Pisces Venus:

Pisces Venus loves through empathy and emotional depth. They want to connect on a soul level, often feeling like their love is fated or destined.

They show love through gentle acts of care, like offering comfort when you’re down, listening to your deepest thoughts, or simply being there when you need them.

Pisces Venus is very attuned to their partner’s emotional needs. They can sense when you’re feeling off or need reassurance, and they’ll go out of their way to make you feel loved and cared for😘.

They love expressing affection through art, poetry, or music—whether it’s sharing a song that reminds them of you or painting something inspired by their love for you😍.

Expect soft touches, sweet words, and an overall nurturing energy. They want to make you feel cherished in the most gentle and unhurried way🥰.

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What can indicate intense eye contact with some one? Is that something astrology can tell? 🤔

Intense Eye Contact

—Sag sun are masters of strong eye contact. They have that wise beyond their years look. Like they’ve been alive for centuries and this is another re-run of their last shitty trial.

—Scorpio degrees/big 6 placements have strong eye contact. And some may avoid it actually because it feels too intimate. Everytime they look at someone its as if they’re skinning them to see their soul.

—Virgo 8h is another one. Always staring at you to figure out who you are behind what you say. Studies your body language to a T. They don’t take anything at face value. Bonus points if mercury sits in the 8h.

—Aquarius placements/stellium their stares penetrate through flesh and bone. They have this manic pixie look at first and it drives you in real deep, you have no idea what you’re signing up for.

—Mars 1h undressing you with their eyes, both in the spiritual sense and physical :) id say this is more so spiritual if they have strong neptune asp to personal planets, neptune conj mars, pisces/cancer placements. They just want to read your soul, but often comes across like they’re trying to figure out what color your underwear is. (Love ya mars 1h)

—Taurus placements have so much soul and rhythm behind their eyes. Serenade me. Hold me. Beautiful gazes, like gazelle. Reminds me of 90s rhythm and blues.

—Cap Venus has that look, similar to a thousand mile yard stare but more solemn. Tranquil. Somber. Always aching for more and wishing for what could’ve been. It moves you.

—Saturn dom has a resting bitch face, it’s iconic. Always looks annoyed or slightly disgusted at something they saw. Rarely stays for long so you can really see the depth in their eyes. Quick glances, or long drawn out eye contact so you know your place, especially if you messed with them.

—Gemini moon can also have intense eye contact. They’re always analyzing the moment and studying in their head, so it looks as if they’re focused innately on you. Paired with Leo gives them a languid, sultry stare. Feline like and does not approach first, no, they invite you with their eyes.

—Pluto-venus asp is another one entirely. Crash and burn with me gaze. Catch me if you can. Play games with me and chase after me. Never gives away their real intentions, always hidden with that same smirk and their flaunting eyes.

—Cancer moon looks absolutely whimsical, embodying the stars. Droopy, bedroom eyes. Can have a delicate tilt to their head when they listen to you. God, it really draws you in. Like two pools of honey, warming you.

—Neptune asp personal planets. A stare you can’t explain. Dreamy, hazy, personal yet you’re placed on the outside. Feels like a sacred reunion when they look at you, adorning you. Strange familiarity like they’ve always known you.

[syndrossi]

You brought up this AU idea from way back where Jon and Rhaegar were born earlier as Aemon and Jocelyn's sons, and thus Rhaenys' little brothers. How old would that put them compared to Daemon? Would he like having more cousins? For that matter, would Rhaenys like having little brothers? Would Aemon live in this AU, or would we get child!King Jon? (The sheer panic, lmao.) If so, would Viserys become his regent? I was just wondering about it and could not resist the curiosity. How do you think things would have changed in this sort of verse? 🤔

I sort of like the idea of them being right around Daemon's age, plus or minus a few years. I'm sure he would be thrilled about having cousins his age, too. Rhaenys is cool, but she's a girl and older. The age gap between her and Daemon is pretty significant in terms of being peers. Rhaenys meanwhile may find it a little disappointing at first. I expect she had dreams of her own that she might be queen someday after her father, long before she got her cold shot of reality at the Great Council. Twin brothers pushes her back behind both of them in the succession.

But Rhaenys is also a seven or eight-year-old, so it's not like politics and the succession are the primary things on her mind when the twins are born. Twins are fun, and the boys are cute/sweet, so I'm sure she warms up to them quickly and bossily assumes control over their education even though she's pretty much a child herself (Jocelyn, amused, lets her). She probably wishes at least one of them had been a girl, especially when she has to deal with the brat pack that is Viserys, Daemon, and the twins running around like hooligans at Dragonstone or the Giant's Toe.

If Aemon dies at his usual canon time and the twins are roughly Daemon's age, then Jon would be thirteenish, which isn't TERRIBLE. (The other alternative is the twins being born much later, aka when Rhaenys is married. Jocelyn gets pregnant, Aemon dies shortly after their birth, and chaos ensues. They'd be contemporaries of Rhaenyra in this case, and I expect Jaehaerys betroths Rhaenyra to Jon and plans for Baelon, and later Viserys, to be Jon's regent.)

Or my soft heart wins out and Aemon gets to live, who can say! That could be an interesting inversion--where Baelon dies, and it's Aemon who has to live on, only unlike Baelon, he has no enemy to strike down in vengeance, since it was sickness that took him. Viserys and Daemon both leaning on him in their grief, Daemon claiming Vhagar(???) instead.

It's hard to say what changes, exactly, without settling on some details! Is this a setting with or without warlocks (aka with or without messy Essos politics)? Does Aemon live or die? Are the twins contemporaries of Daemon or Rhaenyra?

I do think that Jaehaerys is faced with an interesting, difficult choice in the case of Aemon dies + the twins are babies. Because he has a grown son as a very valid alternative, even if standard male-preference primogeniture dictates that Jon and Rhaegar should be above Baelon in the succession. Then again, he did not immediately declare Viserys his next heir after Baelon's death, which shows he was open to Aemon's line stepping back into the position, even if the rest of the realm wasn't.

Things are much more stable if Aemon doesn't die (obviously) or if the twins are born earlier and Jon becomes a thirteen-year-old heir to the Iron Throne. Jaehaerys would have had enough time to get a sense of Jon's capability and know that he's an excellent option.

Otto's not sitting nearly as pretty as in canon (the daughter of a second son is no worthwhile match for the king's heir or his spare), so he may be driven to more desperate measures in his grasping for power.

(I'll bet the twins are Corlys's #1 fans. It is likely joked that no one was more excited when he wed Rhaenys, not even Rhaenys herself.)

[shy-nightmare]

🖤Happy World Goth Day!🖤

OK! So I did mention Twyla having tattoos in Chapters 5 and 19 in Toonz Twins: Toontown Sleuths, so that got me thinking. What if, now that it’s summer, Twyla starts wearing more revealing outfits 🤔? Because she’s a Toon wolf-mink hybrid, summer heats are UNBEARABLE, so it’s a fair reason for her to wear less covered clothing. Plus, today is World Goth Day, a very special occasion on every May 22nd for Goths all around the world to step out and embrace themselves for who they are, engage with others, and above all, have fun 🥰! This special day gives her an opportunity to wear her “summer wardrobe” and go out wearing one of her favorites! However, this means the weasels get a peek at her drop-dead gorgeous, tattooed body and they would lose their shit. I got this idea from Rainbows and Slash with their fun drabble “The Golden Girls VS Clean! Wheezy” 🤣

They’ve already seen her tattoos during hers and her brother’s performance, but not up close. Once they do, though, it’s gonna be an interesting day for Twyla…and a hot summer for her self-proclaimed “boyfriends” 🥵

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Let’s get one thing straight. Twyla is always on the weasels’ minds. Since their work life is utterly chaotic, they don’t have the time they want to stalk see her, so they rarely get the chance to keep on eye on her 24/7. But when they do, they’re gonna notice every single thing about her. From the outfit of choice she wears for the day, to the shoes she graces the ground with, to the amount of jewelry she accessorizes (which is pretty limited). Like when it gets chilly in the fall, she wears long-sleeved tops and dark jeans while keeping her iconic biker jacket, or when it’s winter she’ll wear soft, comfy turtlenecks and faux fur coats to keep warm and be chic. She even wears ripped jeans and edgy tops in the early spring since she’ll rely on her jacket or fur to keep warm which puts Greasy’s nurturing instincts into overdrive (Greasy can be such a mom, istg 🙄🤣).

But when summer begins, girlfriend those winter trends have gotta go.

The boys would be taking a break after doing their morning patrol around town, finally doing something normal for once after getting their asses kicked by a bloodthirsty mafia of Toon vampire bats who they’ve been hunting for almost two years now. They swing by this cute little Starbucks café Uptown to replenish their thirst and cool off from the hellish humidity. And the day is normal…well, that depends on the weasels’ definition of normal.  

Psycho is FORBIDDEN to have any sugary sweets. No, seriously. This is not a joke. He has to be literally leashed to one of the chairs that have been forged to the ground upon Smartass’s request, and he had to be located outside far away from the foods and drinks counter so he doesn’t even catch a whiff of delicious delights. This is an extreme measure of safety for not just the staff, but other customers after one incident that almost got everyone in another café killed. And Smartass and Wheezy have the scars to prove it.

But other than that, everything’s fine and dandy. Wheezy would be enjoying the rare moment of tranquility if not for his withdrawal symptoms acting up. Poor bastard can’t smoke at Starbucks, so he would be relying on cannoli rolls as a substance. He tried sneaking a cigarette or two from his pocket, but Smartass smacked it off his hand and harshly reminded him they don’t need to be kicked out of another café. However, after ten minutes of no smoking, he said, “Fuck it!” and got up to find a spot nearby to soothe his addiction while ignoring Smartass’s indignant barking.

He would have made it past the outdoor seating area if he hadn’t bumped into somebody because he was fishing his pockets for one goddamn cigarette. The stranger apologizes, but their voice falls deaf on the smoker’s ears. He glares his head up to curse at whoever bumped into him.

“Oi, watch where you’re go—!”

Wheezy’s mind goes completely blank. It feels like all the anger had been washed to the drainer in his system, and his heart beats loudly in his chest when his icy cobalt eyes meet a familiar pair of amethyst orbs.

Twisted Twyla Toonz, his beautiful phantom, had once again blessed him in his time of need with her dark, angelic presence. But if it weren’t for her speaking up before, he would have a hard time believing this woman standing before him was his Twyla. The lovely aroma of lavender body soap still permeates her, but there is a touch of aloe to prevent a sunburn from heating her delicate fur. Smart girl. Her luxurious raven hair, which usually reaches her midriff, now cascades down her shoulders like the ripples of an inky ocean styled in a trendy half-up coiffure held up by a rhinestone moon phase hairclip. She’s not wearing her jacket or her usual attire; instead she’s wearing a midnight sweetheart mini-dress made of the finest black leather, and her outfit seemed to shine. Her wrists were adorned with two matching bracelets studded with small spikes and decorated with cute patterns consisting of stars and skulls, a weaving set of three silver chains embellished her studded halter top and cleavage, and the skirt reached a little too close to her thighs. Wheezy tries to maintain his composure, but his mind is flying all over the place.

Her…her beautiful body was practically exposed to him. And she carried an emblem of tattoos. Wheezy finds himself lost in the gorgeous level of detail on her arms, mostly the skull and spider tattoo on her left arm and the multiple components of lunar symbols and skull moths trailing down her right arm. He tries very hard not to stare at her, ahem, womanly assets. Instead, his eyes trail down the tattoos coating her legs, much to his near-fatal error. Oh God, her legs are gorgeous. Smooth and svelte to the shape, muscle, and bone. Her left thigh is kissed by a blue crescent moon holding three sparkling crystals while a cauldron of tiny bats flew around, and two purple roses protected by thorns blossomed her right leg and thigh, and her lower legs are coated in a canvas of stars, skulls, and spider webs. And her feet, her cute, tiny, manicured clawed feet are adorned with ankle-strapped black peep-toe high heels, accented with similar ornaments.   

Who…How…How did she…When…This is Twyla?! She looks bedazzling! She’s beautiful no matter what she wears, but bloody hell, how could she look this stunning in the summer when she clearly hates the heat???  

Forget about his smokes, her exquisite beauty puts his cigarettes to shame! His mind is in a calm, albeit transfixed state, and he even forgot why he was so pissed off.

“Wheezy!”

Oh, right. He couldn’t smoke at Starbucks. Wheezy sighs dramatically, turning around to face whatever bullshit Smartass has in store for him. He, however, stands close to Twyla so he can protect her from Greasy’s prying, perverted eyes.

Smartass stomps over, looking very annoyed and very impatient, “Ya gonna stand there and smoke, or are ya gonna get yer ass back over—” his tirade cuts short when he sees the Toon noirette who imprisoned his heart. And just like that, the hard ice in his golden eyes melts away nearly instantly. How could have it not be with his baby now making his day so much better, as per usual? She’s like a gentle breeze compared to a violent tornado that is his whole life. However, he stares at her for a little too long for Wheezy’s liking as he noticed a nosebleed beginning to show, and the boss instantly turns away to hide his bright pink, flustered face.

Psycho’s head whips to her direction, and a volcano explodes in his eyes, pink hearts dancing around his head. A bright smile beams his face. “TWY-LALA!!!” the straitjacketed weasel rips the collar off his neck with no problem and nearly pounces on the demoness. She manages to catch him in her arms, even if Wheezy hadn’t gently touched her back to keep her steady. Chuckling, she cradles the loony weasel like a puppy as he licks her cheek. “Hi, Psycho.” She greets him, blissfully unaware of the reminiscent hue of jealousy burning Wheezy’s cigarettes and Smartass’s eyes.

At the sound of her voice, Greasy’s lips pulls into a lascivious grin as he stands up from his chair while snatching a flower from behind him. He prepares to “charm” her with a flirty pun but stops the moment he sets his eyes on her. He stares at her with wide eyes…and drops the flower. Then, his eyes meet Wheezy’s who now stares back at him with a smug, knowing smile. The Spaniard opens his mouth to stutter, then zooms off inside the café like he’s Speedy Gonzales. But not without coming back to greet his Lupita with the flower a kiss to the hand, though.

Stupid is the last one to greet her, though he stares at her with a blank look of confusion.

“Stu?” Twyla arched a brow, while greeting him with a smile.

He stares at her again, then looks back at his boss. “Duh, Boss, who’s this?”

The halfie’s smile falls, and it looks like she wasn’t sure to laugh or express her hurt. Psycho is too busy poking her braid, but at least he doesn’t want to cause chaos right now. Wheezy wasn’t sure to laugh too or roll his eyes alongside his boss as Twyla and Stupid both exchange confused looks, though their puzzlement stems from different places. “Stu, you don’t recognize me?” Twyla asks.

“F’course he don’t recognize you! Just look at you!” Smartass throws up his free hand in the air in exasperation, before pointing a “threatening” finger at the female horror hybrid Toon—who just confusedly stares right back with her ears lowered, “Of all tha' days y’coulda loosened up, you picked tha’ day all five of us is around?!”

Wheezy’s eyes narrow to slits at the unintentional innuendo but they instantly soften when the lady in question turns to him and asks, “What does he mean, ‘loosened up’?”

My poor, sweet baby. You don’t deserve this shit right now, he thought. Shaking his head, he responds, “Don’t listen to him, Twy. He’s just extra pissy because it’s summer.” And I get to see your beautiful tattoos first, he adds but keeps that comment to himself.

The Brooklyn-born bastard must have been born with a hidden telepathy, because he gawks, “I-I’m pissy—it’s already bad enough she’s got both you and Greasy swingin’ over her in public daylight, and now Stupid’s probably thinkin’ we’s livin’ in an ‘alternate’ universe!” he addresses his brother who continues to stare at the ravenette.

Wheezy continues to ignore his boss’s hissy fit and keeps his eyes on his poor, sweet innocent Twyla who keeps glancing between him and the other weasel. Finally, she gently pries Psycho off her shoulders. “OK, I’m just gonna order my drink and I’m gonna go. Nice seein’ you guys.” She hands over the smallest weasel, who vocally protests her to stay, in Smartass’s unwilling hands before entering the café.

For a moment, Wheezy thinks he should just stay and keep the pink bastard and the loony-eyed maniac off her back until his glacial eyes accidentally trail down to the skirt of her dress fitting her sexy ass perfectly. His face burns hotter than the blazing heat of the sun, but then he remembers Greasy’s in there hiding. The smoker shakes himself out of it with resolve and decides to ditch his three rivals co-workers.

He follows Twyla inside, blissfully ignoring Smartass’s angry yelling and he walks towards the janitor’s closet. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out where the horny bastard would be hiding when he spots a few small droplets of blood leading a trail. Wheezy leans against the one next to it and crosses his arms, smiling. “Greasy.”

“Jódeme.”

“Thought you'd only beg Jessica,” Wheezy snarks, smirking. He could practically hear the taller weasel flip him the bird behind the door and choses to burst his bubble right then and there, “Oh, cut the crap, will ya? The boss didn’t stand a chance, either.”

“How could he? She’s a goddess!” Greasy exclaims, then grumbles to himself, “Ya es bastante malo que el pequeño bastardo rosa tenga la misma vista que definitivamente debería ser la mía.”          

Greasy, like the drama queen he could be, heaves out the most pathetic sigh Wheezy’s ever heard from him in a long time, and finally pokes his head out of the door. He looks at him like he was some kind of mother scolding her misbehaving children. “Wheezy, mi viejo amigo, you choose to sympathize with the boss over me? Your chief Lieutenant—?”

“In this case, yes I would.”

“Wha—?!”

“Now! You know what’s comin’, amigo.” Greasy’s frown tugs lower on his mug while Wheezy conceals his smug pride and lifts his ash-stained paw up in an expectant manner, “Pay up.”

“You’re an evil old bastard, you know that?”

Wheezy simply raises a brow in response. “C’mon, hand it over. No one likes a sore loser.”

As much as the Spaniard gangster wants to fight and keep his cash, he knew it was a hopeless battle; if he didn’t give the money, Wheezy would just swipe his wallet and take it for himself later like the thief he was. So, with a grumble, Greasy reaches into his pocket, “You knew Lupita was going to show off her tattoos. I know you did.”

“Other than speakin’ the truth that my cute, creepy little cupcake wasn’t going to miss the chance to celebrate World Goth Day?” the medic asks while watching the other weasel count the bills very carefully – he had to, after their last bet, when he tried to fool him with monopoly cash instead of real money.

Fortunately for Greasy, he was wise enough to know not to fool him when it came to his winnings by now and gave him the full hundred dollars that he was owed. Wheezy may not be the strongest of the gang like Stupid, but his lean muscles are made of stone and his fists are made of steel. Finally letting out a snicker, he tucks the dough in his dress shirt (Greasy had no qualms sneaking into Wheezy’s vest pockets for his cigarette packs so he could burn them, but learned the hard way that stealing from Wheezy Weasel could guarantee you a one-way ticket to the hospital) and chuckles, “Nice doin’ business with you, Lieutenant.”

“PSYCHO, NO! Don’t eat the barista, she’s not made of coffee!”

Both weasels whip their heads to the door where a commotion is occurring right now, and a cacophony of chaos echoes behind the door. Judging by Twyla’s frantic cries and Smartass’s cursing, Psycho must have snuck into the café and gorged down at least two dozen cakes and cookies while drinking highly caffeinated coffee. AGAIN.

Greasy smacks his forehead, cursing in Spanish, before pulling out an escape-proof Toon rope and existing the bathroom. Wheezy sighs and grabs a tranquilizer gun, “Ah, shit. Here we go again.”

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Sans Stu, the boys are DEFINITELY gonna be thinking about Twyla’s tattoos tonight 😏

Anyway, Happy World Goth Day 🖤!

[viva-la-vernal]

Chapter 10

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“Bam.”

“Bam…are you ok?” You ask.

“No dude, I’m freaking the fuck out!” He says. Starting to get the crying hiccups.

“I can’t eat, i can’t sleep, this is hell. I feel like I’m dying!” He says. Getting more worked up.

“Just try to ride it out. There’s nothing you can do, right? So at least try to be calm.” You say, not really knowing what to do at this point.

“IM FUCKIN TRYING!” He snaps. You say nothing.

He stays with his head in his hands, occasionally hiccuping and sniffling. You sit and think of things that might help.

“Why don’t you maybe try a cool shower? That might help calm you down.” You say, in a gentle tone.

“Yeah, alright.” He says. He seems defeated.

You watch as he gets up to go to the shower. He starts walking in zig zags. You help him to the bathroom and start running him a warm bath instead. He sits on the toilet watching you.

“M’sorry.” He says. Mumbling about some other stuff.

You assure him it’s fine and get some comfy clothes for him to wear. You come back and set them outside the bathroom door. You hope he dosent drown or fall asleep or something.

After anxiously waiting for what felt like forever. He finally comes out of the bathroom. Eyes once more bloodshot, and his face red. He looks more comfortable though.

“How do you feel now?” You ask. He’s still unsteady on his feet.

“Better.” He says, but you know he isn’t 100%.

“Are you sure?” You ask.

“I guess.” He replies.

You motion for him to sit next to you, and he leans on your shoulder, your arm around him. You both sit in silence for a bit, you notice him getting heavier and heavier as he falls asleep.

Phew. You think. You almost didn’t know what to do, and you didn’t want him to be mad at you or something.

Time elapses, even though you smoked and drank today you’re surprisingly not tired. You realize the remote is right beside of where you’re sitting, and grab it to find something on tv.

After watching tv for a couple of hours, you start to get bored and sore from how you’ve been sitting, also Bam being on top of you. You decide to wake him up.

“Bam…hey..Bam..” you say. It takes him forever to wake up.

“Hmm…” he mumbles.

“My back hurts. Why don’t you get up?” You ask.

He mumbles something else, and sits up to rub his eyes.

“How are you feeling?” You ask.

“A whole lot fucking better.” He says. Stretching and looking over at you.

“What time is it?” He asks.

“4am…” you reply.

You had no idea you’d been here this long, but it’s ok..you guess.

“You wanna go back to sleep?” You ask.

“Yeah i will. Are you going home?” He asks.

“I mean..i may as well stay if that’s alright…” you say.

“Yeah that’s fine. You’re sleeping in my bed with me though.” He says. Smiling.

What’s gotten into him?! Why is he so straightforward??

“Yeah that’s fine!” You say, again not trying to seem crazy excited.

You use the same stuff as last time to get ready for bed, and when you get back Bam is waiting for you. He lifts the blanket up for you to get under. This time instead of him cuddling you while asleep, he pulls you close.

After nuzzling into you a bit, he sighs loudly and settles. You, internally freaking out, try not to move, so that he dosent, and try to calm down enough to sleep.

Once more, the warmth and comfort of his bed wrap you up into a nice sleep, but not for long….

Waking up only a few hours later to an empty bed.

“Not this again.” You say under your breath angrily.

Maybe he just needed to pee or something? You think.

Getting up to investigate, walking through the hallway and looking down, you suddenly walk into a person.

Looking up, you realize it’s Bam.

“You thought i was gonna disappear again huh?” He asks, grinning at you.

“Uh, yeah?! What are you doing?” You say, half angry.

“I was going to surprise you…” he says, full blown smiling this time.

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🤔

Sorry for the shorter chapter. Longer one should be up tomorrow!!

[runnning-outof-time]

Hello! I know you're not taking requests right now, but I still want to share with you a somewhat strange idea❤️

What if the reader was Tommy's wife in an arranged marriage? She loved him, he might have had warm feelings, but still cheated. And what if the reader accepted his child after the infidelity? She had just given birth to Tommy's baby herself, literally two weeks ago, when he brought home a newborn from another woman. And what if Tommy saw the reader breastfeeding his son from the infidelity in the middle of the night, tenderly caressing him as his own child.

I'm not very good at describing things and not strong in English at all. Thank you!

Hi there @alimosblog ! Thanks for stopping in and sharing this with me! 😊 you described this wonderfully…I was clearly able to picture it as I was reading through it!

This is such an interesting idea! — I just had to dive into it under the cut!

Bless that woman’s heart for sticking with him after he went and not only cheated with, but also had a baby with another woman whilst being married to her .. then she took that baby in (I wonder if the other woman then found out about him being married and dumped the baby on them in exchange for money or something? 🤔🤔 because I’m imagining this being later in the series, when he’s amassed some power) … and so she’s got these two children who are so close in age that it’s practically like she’s raising twins and she has to bring the baby in….it’s a baby, it can’t do anything for itself and she has a caring heart that goes out to it.

Now we need to dig into why she’s even decided to stay with Tommy after his unforgivably crass actions … So it’s later in the series, Tommy has wealth and power. I’m can’t seem to choose whether (Y/N)’s family is more powerful/wealthy than his, or if they somehow crossed the Shelbys in a way and this marriage was how things became neutralized again.

Either way, I think that she’s pressured to stay in this union because of external circumstances … I also think she’s lost love for Tommy because of his actions, so she decides to devote herself to the two children so that they have the best lives that can be given.

And so when Tommy sees her nurturing this baby that he had with his mistress it kind of breaks his brain — how can she love a child that was brought in under the worst circumstances? But he doesn’t know that she’s already made peace with it all (because she has to given her family and their wishes…she’s not getting out of this marriage) and has dedicated herself to these children.

She stays at Arrow House for the children and raises them up. I’d like to think that the child that isn’t hers doesn’t know that (while they’re young and growing at least) and for the most part they’re a cohesive family unit. She tries her best to make it seem like she and Tommy are happy in front of the children, but those actions don’t just erase themselves and so it’s never 100% not an act — it helps that Tommy’s off working for most of the time though.

I’d also imagine that those children are the apple of her eye and vice versa when they get older — there’s such a deep love there that it transcends everything else.

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I hope you liked my little musings on this amazing idea! Thanks so much for sharing it with me and trusting me with it! 🥰 — I’m sorry that I didn’t write out a full request with it, but it was fun to dissect it and imagine it this way. Feel free to drop in anytime! I’m hoping that I’ll be able to open my requests soon so that you could share any other ideas you may have!

[kuramirocket]

do you have any cooking Headcanons for the Mario bros? 🤔 I’ve always thought that they’re both good at cooking and baking, but Luigi is better by virtue of having a bit more time on his hands. when they get to work together, though, I like to think that anything they make is almost godly. Peach may or may not have declared it a national treasure, lmao.

Whenever the bros team up, whether that be cooking or battling, no one can beat them! It's a cute idea that Peach would declare a dish from them a national treasure ^^

As for my own thoughts, I've always thought that the one who pretty much cooks every meal is Luigi. He's the one who usually stays at home so he has a lot more experience. Especially because he wants Mario to be well fed and happy due to the exhausting missions to save the Mushroom Kingdom and others since he will return home tired.

I like to think that Mario had no ability to cook whatsoever. Luigi was the one who inherited the ability to create anything delicious from their mother. However, that doesn't mean Mario couldn't or didn't try to learn. Especially, once he and Luigi became adults. After all, both know the importance of independence, but also helping family out. So, I can see both learning from their mother. Luigi got the hang of things pretty quickly, but Mario tended to be a disaster in the kitchen. I feel like he would eventually be hesitant to keep trying to not cause his mother more problems, work and potentially cost more money from any spoiled ingredients and also to not get any embarrassing commentary from the rest of the family. So, he would opt to wash and clean dishes and pick up groceries and necessary ingredients. Essentially, just helping in any other way he could.

Once both bros live in the Mushroom Kingdom and have the peace and privacy of their own home, I can see Luigi encouraging Mario to try cooking again. And also, with Luigi teaching Mario to cook, in this manner, he reasons that Mario can make himself something quick and simple with any natural food growing in the wild instead of spending coins in inns for dinner and relying on mushrooms for snacks once his own supply of durable snacks runs out, since he knows how much Mario dislikes mushrooms. Plus, Mario would not be able to say no to any puppy eyes Luigi may give him.

Ultimately, it would be a cute way for the bros to bond because you know Luigi will be so sweet and patient. And there is no one else in the world Mario is more comfortable or vulnerable with. If any of Mario's past fears of wasting ingredients and costing money would arise, Luigi would just gently tell him with his usual kind smile that they're doing a lot better financially now, plus, if he's really worried about it, Luigi can make room in his garden for growing their own fruits and such. It's not a big deal and okay. So, with Luigi's affection and support, Mario relents. Luigi starts by showing him how to cook easy and basic recipes.

In the end, I can picture Mario having success. Sure, a couple of times perhaps there was some mishaps with him not wanting to seem uncool or incompetent, nerves for once getting the better of him, but with luigi's guidance and love he cooks a simple and good recipe.

Though, I also like to imagine that the bros get into a small food fight with Luigi initiating it to try to get Mario to relax and just have fun and enjoy the process. Luigi knows what it's like to be anxious, hands unsteady and trembling, so to distract Mario from that he playfully throws flour or something at his hair. Luigi teases him that he looks old with the white flour in his usually brown hair and ofc, Mario instantly retaliates by chugging the closest food at hand. By the end, they're messy and laughing, both at ease.

And so the end goal has been accomplished - Mario has had fun spending time with Luigi getting the hang of cooking even if it's "beginner" recipes and has successfully cooked a meal. I can just imagine warm affection for his little bro welling up in his chest and also pride in himself for doing this. He gives Luigi a warm hug and thanks him with Luigi just laughing quietly and hugging Mario back, saying he always had confidence in Mario. Both then go on to try Mario's meal which turns out to taste fantastic, more pride rising in Mario that for once he could cook something that Luigi could eat rather than cook.

Anyways, this somehow turned out longer than I thought. Sometimes once I start an idea it just gets out of control lol

[jackiemoonshine]

*~I am a multishipping merchant and rarepairs are my merchandise~*

Looking for a world behind Qifrey/Olruggio? Maybe you're keeping your eye out for viable m/f pairings? Well, have I got an idea for you! A few, actually. Do they (so far) all involve Luluci?

Well, yes but that's just because I have a crush on Luluci.

I'm gonna share more for her eventually, but to start with...

Easthies/Luluci

Lusthies? Eastuci? Lestuci? 🤔 We'll have to workshop that.

Now, I know Easthies has made some...*choices* choices that we may not agree with, like trying to memory wipe small children and the populace at large for life-and-death encroachments on the rules. However, this same man also didn't hesitate to reach out and rescue Luluci when she needed him. And yeah, the age difference could be icky and so could the power dynamic. BUT here me out: some people like that kind of thing. Especially if they're both of age.

I mean, imagine Luluci's frustration when Easthies refuses to see her as a viable romantic partner even after years pass? Even after she's proven her worth by his side?

Furthermore, Easthies and Luluci can *rely* on each other. When she's chasing the peeper, he's right there with her. When he crashes out in these most recent chapters, Luluci looks beyond his violent behavior and sees that something more is going on, and wants to know why.

Anyways forget canon: think about the fic possibilities! The pining! The yearning! She wants it but he's afraid of impropriety and so holds back even though he's totally into it. It's giving a different flavor of Royai, in a way.

All that to say: I started a fic but it turns out I don't have an actual plot yet. But here's the drabble for you to enjoy! It kind of reads like a Luluci/Utowin/Easthies thing tbh...

Luluci was in love the moment the Captain stepped forward to wrap her teacher in the pennant. She was in love -- with the pennant, justice, the Order of the Knights Moralis ---

And Easthies himself. She was just 16 the first time she saw him, all dressed in red, his eyes seeing truth and pursuing justice with a ruthless cold that warmed her to the core. When he'd stepped up and taken her side, something inside her changed. She only had eyes for him, but he still saw her as that small child, the fragile child that needed protecting and, although it had been some five years since she'd been taken in from her old master and joined the order, she remained too timid to prove him otherwise.

She sat in the meeting room, the first one to show up for the shift, as usual. She straightened when the door open, but it was only Utowin sauntering in.

"Aw, no need to look so disappointed," he pouted, pulling out the chair next to her. "I know I'm not the captain, but you could at least pretend to be happy to see me."

Luluci felt the heat bloom across her cheeks. "I'm not disappointed," she insisted.

"But you're not happy to me," he protested, pulling his face into a mock frown.

Luluci laughed, despite herself, "Utowin, I'm happy to see you."

He leaned in his chair and fluttered a hand across his chest, "Luluci, you've made my heart skip a beat! But you know fraternization among members is frowned upon! We mustn't!"

"Musn't what?" The distinctive voice of Captain Easthies broke through Luluci's retort.

Luluci's face grew even more red than before and she began to sputter a reply.

"You ok there, tea kettle?" Utowin laughed and patted her on the head. "Luluci was just falling for my charms, Captain, you know how it goes."

Luluci narrowed her eyes at her comrade and swiped the back legs of his chair, sending him crashing to the floor.

Easthies raised an eyebrow and looked at Luluci. She could see the smile threatening to emerge at the corners of his mouth, although his propriety would never allow it to emerge.

"Don't worry sir, I have absolutely no intention of "fraternizing" with anyone forbidden, let alone one who can't manage to sit in a chair properly."

"Wow, hurt a man while he's down," Utowin rubbed his head where he sat on the floor.

"I find that's typically the best time, to be honest." Luluci replied, sitting straight back in her chair, hands folded in front of her. "Captain, how's your morning?"

He held up a scroll, "The morning has been good, but upon meeting with Vinnana -- well, we have things to do, but I'll wait until the twins and Galga arrive to further explain." Deputy Captain Easthies had a voice that was soft by nature, but commanding. Luluci often suspected that, if he hadn't developed such an unyielding desire for order, he'd much prefer some sort of life where he could live cloistered away for the most part, thinking of nothing but whatever profession he pursued in this other life.

[brandwhorestarscream]

Have you got any hcs you give to different frame types like in behaviours or habits and culture. Like miners, warframe.seekers, praxian etc.

I always find it so hard to find other world building lore and hcs on other frame types. Usually only seeker stuff which I love. Just don’t know anything about grounders.

Oh and if you know any places I can find some please recommend them. :]

I've been holding onto this ask for a little while and I really wanna do it well but. All I have concretely are seeker thoughts (._. )

Sooo time to wing it and talk about the few things that I do have! I could talk to you about the entire political sphere of Vos and the intricacies of its independent society, but... I don't have near as much detail and planning for any of the other cities. I guess the only ones that come close are Polyhex and Crystal City, but that's not what we're here for

I'm rambling. I'll stop now. ANYWAY. Thoughts about warframes... 🤔 admittedly these may not be very spicy, but have some more homey ones, typically set in the context before or void of their oppression:

- Warframes in general are very touchy but private people. Under unfamiliar eyes they may seem cold and apathetic or even disdainful, but in a comfortable social context they're actually rather tactile. Not just in the very tender ways seen among close family, but in more playful, heavy ways among friends. Many activities were social for them, and they tend to form strong bonds with their groups and clans. Bathing was one of the most common social activities, helping wash each other's backs and preening transformation seams.

- Frametypes best suited for mining really, really enjoy a good cave so long as it's not functioning as a prison. Many of them have very sensitive optics, meant to see in near complete darkness, so strobe lights or particularly bright sunshine will have them flinching back before their vision adjusts. Too long in too bright light can cause optic strain or even migraines, if they're unlucky. Caves are the perfect remedy for that, and most miners really love a dark, personalized place with natural walls on all sides and a ceiling above them. Perfect, dark, safe den

- Next is the Praxians. My most outstanding idea for them is that their chevrons and doorwings are very important sensory organs. Their wings function almost like a second pair of optics, reading changes in the wind and the airspace behind them, giving them a much more articulate awareness of their surroundings than most. On the other side, their chevrons are very sensitive, packed with nearly 3x the normal amount of sensory nodes compared to the rest of their bodies. With it they can detect changing moisture or gases in the air, as well as more acutely hone in on scents and temperature changes. In Praxian families, the most intimate form of greeting or comfort is to press one's forehead against another's, letting their chevrons line up and gently touch. Done right, it can stimulate warmth and calm just as holding something warm in your hands can, and to touch someone's chevron without their permission is the gravest insult and is legally classified as assault.

Sorry there's not more of these! I tried my best, so I hope you were at least a little entertained 😅 if you wanna chat more about any of these, you know where to find me ^-^

[ourlordapollo]

I unintentionally created a shortcut for quickly altering the psychic distance of a sentence while I was thinking of something else, and I figured I'd share it in case anyone else on writeblr struggles like I do

This is theory territory, not harder rules territory

Prelude: A lot of catch-all writing advice is focused on writing the closest psychic distance possible. The classic cases being "always use strong verbs; never use 'was'" and its sibling "avoid filter words at all costs."

For example: "There was a little table in the middle of the room" vs "a thick table squatted in the center of the room." And "she was happy" vs "she smiled."

I like to have all my options available to me. I find far psychic distance most approachable and I have a hard time zooming in, but I've really come to resent the idea that close psychic distance is best, that "was" is generally not appropriate, etc. One of my favorite books of all time, Jurassic Park, uses far psychic distance and "was" and filter words all over the place as part of its detached, clinical style.

I like to write in sort of a medium space because it gives me freedom to use my own voice to make narrative commentary while still keeping some character flavor, but like I said, I like to have my options open, hence why I made this little textual magnifying glass.

All that to say: please don't use this tool to bend your writing style into the shape of someone else's expectations. Alter your writing to suit the needs of the piece and/or because it makes your brain go BRRR.

I made that huge disclaimer because this tool does overtly focus on changing a sentence from far psychic distance to near psychic distance. Once again, that doesn't mean that near psychic distance is somehow better. It just means that I, the maker, struggle with it.

And I guess you could always try running it in reverse 🤔

Final Caveat: I don't write "narrator as a character" far psychic distance stories, so probably disregard most of this if you're doing a Lemony Snicket thing:

Layer 1 (far psychic distance): Statement of fact:

The train was lit by bright LEDs.

Deja thought the towering, blocky skyscrapers were the ugliest things she'd ever seen.

The square was bustling.

Layer 2: Sensory detail

The traincar's bright LEDs stabbed into their eyes.

The ugly skyscrapers towered over the street.

People had flooded the square, bumping up against each other in a chaotic pulse.

Layer 3 (closest psychic distance): Sensory detail and statement of opinion

The cabin LEDs may as well have been flashbangs the way they assaulted Mickey's eyes.

God, the skyscrapers were ugly. They loomed overhead like schoolyard bullies, leering as though to demand your lunch money.

The square overflowed with bright, beautiful life. Warm bodies brushed each other, each one a treasure.

And now for some guidelines I find useful:

Narrative questions (as opposed to dialogue questions) are always extremely close psychic distance

"She thought he might have been crazy" vs "was he fucking stupid?"

"Was" still has a place in close psychic distance. Your prose is going to get very chewy very quickly without it.

Unless you're deliberately slowing the narrative pace to build tension, establish character, or lovingly describe something, sometimes it might be useful to toss in a quick "it was sunny" rather than write five sentences full of strong verbs describing how the sun beats down on people and illuminates the parking lot and itches on your MC's skin and blah blah blah.

Even in closer narrative distance, I like to use filter words when a character is dissociating/otherwise acting out of whack with their internal desires.

"He smiled" implies that it was a deliberate action. "He felt himself smile" indicates that it is happening as an instinct, or independently of his higher reasoning.

This could just be a me thing, but I also find it helpful to use filter words and "was" when a character is introspecting or trying to identify a feeling or a sensation or a noise. This technically does shift the psychic distance back in a way that might be jarring, so YMMV.

"She felt... How did she feel? It was like she had just been tossed off a building, yes, but also like the sheer application of willpower might be enough to stop her fall, if only she could breathe.

Whatever the hell that meant."

[rom-e-o]

Bess and Connie hanging out for a sister-in-law night, watching probably '365 Days' because they like to rag on bad movies now and then:

Bess: Do ever sometimes just... fantasize about letting him use you as... like a sex doll? Like, just letting him pose you and move you and touch you and use you to find his pleasure however he wants? And you just get to lie there because you know you can trust him, and watch him lose control because of you and how sexy you are and how much he loves you?

First of all, YES. I love the idea of them ragging on that whole series. They would have a blast picking it apart. (“There literally eating spaghetti for every meal - this is supposed to be Italy, right? The stereotypes!”, “Okay; the way he pinned her to that bed? So rude! Check her back, it may be broken!”)

ALSO BESS, GIRL. 👏 I love her bringing up these random fantasies (like this, or the sweater vest kink). It really shows how safe and open she feels, which makes me (and Connie) so happy. 🥹

Connie just being like “…Not personally, BUT, when you phrase it like that, I’ll admit…it is an intriguing concept.” 🤔

Then as the movie goes on, THAT IDEA becomes more interesting, haha.

“So, when you think about it like that, does he choose your clothes and lingerie too? What about make-up. Oh, the idea of him doing my make-up and dressing me…it’s warm in here.” 🥵

[nerdieforpedro]

Weekend Update 01/14/2024

Hey Nerdie! Posting kind late tonight?

Yeah, I worked this weekend. Not bad as far as weekends go.

That’s good. Anything new?

Making a list of Pedro and Oscar shows and movies I wanna watch while I’m off for the next few days.

Going to see a movie with my Mom Tuesday. Also she wants to come over my house to watch “The Grey Man” because it has Regé-Jean Page in it. The more stuff I watch with my mom, the more is becomes apparent that I get my fangirling honestly. 🤔 Interesting. She would never say she is, but I know. Anytime they almost call security on you at a convention, you’re fangirling too hard.

You still have that pickle…can you get rid of it?

That gherkin has grown on me, but I may find something else. 👀

I mean…but what….should we not complain about the pickle then?

Complain about what you want doesn’t mean I’m going to change it. 😎 Or maybe I will. 🤗

Oh dear…I don’t like the glint in your eye. You write anything this week?

I put out two fics this week. One was angsty and sad? I think. 🤔 Not really sure how to describe it but I like it. It’s my first Santiago Garcia fic. Titled “Canto para mí mismo / I sing for myself.” Grief and PTSD. Not heavy at all. It will be a 4 part series.

Then I followed that up with Marcus Pike smut. I wanted to add to the Pike Pool. I had thots about Marcus and “She’s Under the Weather” was written.

I also gave two dissertations on Oscar Isaac’s facial hair and what’s the best date a PP character could surprise you with? @rhoorl and @i-own-loki game me much to think about and to write. 🤣

I’m finishing up a challenge. I may be able to finish it on time. 👀 It’s just going to smell like old pita bread and metal. Like I didn’t know what else to do with the material! The time period is messing me up. 😑

I thought of a short series for Marcus from a movie tag game I think. The thots were thotting with @magpiepills and @maggiemayhemnj so when we have an angsty sexy menace of a Marcus Pike, see these two for your concerns. 🫣

I also fell into whatever Trash Panda pillow fort Dieter has made. I’m working on chapter 4 of “Weddings 101 Dieter.” I had some notes from some comment I made about Dieter doing a solo activity that has now blossomed into smut to the music of Donna Summer. Because if you’re gonna do it, make it disco 🪩 Lastly, working on my Bubble AU where Dieter picks OFC to bunk with him to help him sleep. That’s not going to turn into anything is it? Maybe sweet, maybe manipulative, maybe smut, maybe silly 😝

I think just for @mysterious-moonstruck-musings I’ll include a pomelo in one of my future fics. Might be in the Javier Peña one we talked about or a different one. 😘 We also mentioned another project idea with different food:

A plantain as a prop would be hilarious with the line randomly chosen, “I thought everyone knew how to use one of those, you don’t?” 🤣🤣🤣

The comments and tags are where the comedy gold is. 😂😂😂 I think we also mentioned a family gathering 😂

Good grief Nerdie….should we even ask if there’s anything else?

Still working on school. Took a break from the Statistics class was frustrating me very much. Instead working through a scholarship and leadership class. 😒 I might be useful one day, but likely not.

Have a great week everyone and stay warm!

Love Nerdie! ❤️🪩

[ladytauria]

👻 What is one WIP you think you may never pick back up?

🤔hmmm

so in recent years i've mostly stopped posting wips bc, despite the best of intentions i have a hard time finishing them lol

buuut. looking through my drafts...

there are a couple i don't see myself working on again any time soon lmao.

two in particular stand out. one is a selkie!jason wip & the other is one that was, according to my notes, inspired by a fancomic. past me did not think to leave a link to this comic, bc she's helpful like that <3

the latter wip takes place at a winter gala. tim is by himself, keeping an eye on the others & making his rounds through the gala, checking off a mental list of people to talk to. he's kinda starting to flag, though; keeping up his timothy drake-wayne personality through so many conversations is kinda taking a toll on him.

and as he's mid conversation with one of the people on his list--

“Excuse me.” Tim catches a whiff of expensive cologne, chased by gunpowder, smoke, and leather. A warm hand finds the small of his back, and—almost without his own permission—he finds himself relaxing into it. “I hate to interrupt, but—” Jason steps into view, dressed to the nines in a perfectly fitted tux and deep red waistcoat. His hair is artfully messy; a roguish smile on his face. “Could I have this dance?” He cocks his brow. Tim knows him well enough to see the nerves—the sheepishness in his eyes, the way he braces himself for rejection. He doesn’t have anything to worry about. Tim is helplessly, hopelessly endeared. He barely manages to tamp down on his grin, keeping his answering smile something more polite.

their relationship at this point is still new and tentative--it started when one of their cases crossed, and each realized the other was working a lot of hard, dangerous cases with little to no back up. which was fine when they were doing it, but not so fine that the other is. u know. the usual :P

so they start working together. mostly. but then jason gets injured doing something dumb, without calling for tim like he should have. and tim reminds him that they'r partners. the whole point of them teaming up was that neither of them is supposed to be fighting alone anymore.

which---when tim asks why jason is at the gala, when he hates them & also has no reason to be there since he's not been legally resurrected... jason tells him more or less the same thing.

"we're partners, right? no more fighting alone."

and then tim kisses him in front of everyone, not caring even a little bit that it will probably be all over the society pages the next morning <3

but! i have two issues with this fic. issue a) writing the gala. and then issue b) it almost feels like it should be a scene in a longer work, so i can work that backstory in? but i don't... really have a plot. i could probably make it work anyway, but! i dunno. right now too many other wips have my attention so even if i don't abandon this one entirely, it will be a long time before i pick it back up.

and then the selkie!jason wip is p easy to explain. i had an idea for a single, solitary, poignant scene and utterly NO ideas for the plot that would lead UP TO that lovely scene.

so.

here's the scene, which would, theoretically, be the closing lines:

Jason runs his thumb over his coat, the leather of its disguise buttery soft, and watches Tim. He’s utterly at ease on Jason’s couch, scrolling through his phone, one arm dangling off the armrest. Jason swallows, stomach twisting with nerves. He takes a breath—in through the nose, out through the mouth. Then, he strides forward, clenching his coat a bit tighter. He kneels in front of Tim, capturing his attention. His phone falls to the side as Tim’s brows furrow. Before he can ask what Jason is doing, Jason unfurls his coat, wrapping it around Tim’s shoulders. His eyes grow wide. “Ja— wh—“ Jason can feel the heat on his face. Knows he has to be pink, at the very least. But he doesn’t stop, tugging Tim forward and into the briefest, chastest kiss before resting their foreheads together. “Caught you,” he murmurs. The smile he receives is the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

context? ur guess is as good as mine <3

[ fanfic writer ask game ]

[clarynewme]

Hi!!!

I have a question regarding my chart-

What type of partner do I attract? How do I maximize my best traits in order to attract stable partners in love?

Thank you so much!!!

Hi😊 This is new to me so I had to research for your reading. Specially from tiktok.

First of all, without birth time everything in this reading may not resonate.

I am going to analyse the energies In your chart specially rising, ruler of rising, planets conjunct ascendant, venus, mars and midheaven.

RISING AND RULER

Your rising is in pisces conjunct mercury, uranus and aquarius sun. This to me indicates that the way you present yourself in the world is very unique, different, versatile, flexible, playful, dreamy, creative, outstanding and romantic.

The ruler of your rising jupiter is in libra in 7th house indicating that relationships are really important in your life, you aproach them with positivity and hopefullness, you probably need balance/equality and mutual respect in relationships.

Based on this to establish your own brand I would suggest you to wear in terms of:

Clothing/hair:

maximalist, bright colors (yellow/green), bright, half or two toned hair color, ringue and bracelets, comfortable, fitness clothing, earth tone colors, vintage/timeless clothing, old money aesthetics, suits,structured, brown,gray, dark colors, badass, elements of punk/rock/futurism, rebellious clothing, statement shirts, blue color(indigo), gold accessories, hair volume, warm/fiery colors (yellow/orange/blonde/etc), pieces that make a statement, dreamy, ethereal, soft/pastel colors,mermaid core, light green,theatrical fashion, pink, mean girl aesthetics, floral, Y2K,etc.

VENUS

Now you have venus in aquarius in the 12th house(pisces), so to attract people you should be more creative (use your talents), mysterious, wise, embrace your unique ideas/dreams, spirituality, desires to change the world, be extraordinary, out of this world, a rebel romantic.

In this case you should wear:

Clothing/hair:

vintage/timeless clothing, old money aesthetics, suits,structured, brown, gray,dark colors, badass, elements of punk/rock/futurism, rebellious clothing, statement shirts, blue color(indigo), dreamy, ethereal, soft/pastel colors,mermaid core,light green, theatrical fashion, etc.

Example: flowy dress with combat boots

MARS

Okay you have mars in capricorn in 11th (aquarius) house that explains why you are drawn to stable partners which is actually opposite to saturn in cancer of 5th house dating interesting🤔 you probably feel conflicted between emotional connections and financial stability.

If you want to seduce stable men I would say get out there lol and work creatively, go out with friends, pursue your dreams/passion, try expanding your social network online or groups that support/share your goals, participate in community events/charities/volunteering, work with them, etc.

In terms of what you should wear:

Clothing/hair

vintage/timeless clothing, old money aesthetics, suits, classic,structured, gray, dark colors, badass, elements of punk/rock/futurism, rebellious clothing, statement shirts, blue color(indigo),

Example: indigo/blue suit with sneakers or punk/graphic shirt with vintage jeans

MIDHEAVEN

Last but not least the midheaven, yours is in sagittarius conjunct pluto so midheaven talks about your status,  reputation, public persona and career. In your case you display a very positive/optimistic/philosophical/open minded attitude in your career or to the public but with a twist of mystery and depth (you might have went through some ups and downs in your career mostly, you might make other people think you are wise/powerful/intense/scary lol)

To embody this energy you should wear:

Clothing/hair

Loose clothes, baggy jeans and oversized, long big skirts, comfortable to wear (think of Billie Eilish), purple, darker shades/colors, black, dark femme Fatale, sharp/pointy things, sexy, gothic, piercings, tattoos, etc.

Example: purple baggy jeans with Black tank top and leather jacket

You can check this tiktok account: @aceofastrology

Okay I think I am done😅 I hope you like this reading if you do leave feedback on my page🙏 And let me know if it resonates👌it helps improving my readings🫶💜

P.S. Moral of the story just be yourself💋👌🫰

[maybege]

Hi, May! How are you?

Maybe I’ve just lost my sense of time but it feels like forever since I last messaged you! And so many things have happened since then.

I’ve almost finished my last term paper from last semester! But it’s just taking some time still because I keep hanging out with my friends and family instead of writing 😅🙈

I’ve also started the new semester and I genuinely love all of my classes this semester! And work is finally going more smoothly again, too, now that the stress of exam and writing season is starting to wear off ☺️

And I’m still going to therapy and it’s genuinely so great?! Sometimes I wonder why I didn’t start doing this sooner cause damn it’s nice. I still remember seeing your therapy posts and thinking “maybe this isn’t actually scary 🤔” and damn I’m glad I’m tried it. Now I just gotta figure out how to get my health insurance to pay for it/pay me back. Which is annoying cause bureaucracy is just always such a unnecessarily difficult thing!

I’ve also started to finally figure out what to wear to the eras tour and I’m excited to see if my idea works out ☺️☺️

Also: my thoughts about that new paz fic are still going to be coming! But I’ve been so busy with stuff that I didn’t have time to sit down and properly write out my thoughts yet 😅 but I’m sure it’s gonna be great cause your writing is always amazing 🧡

So yeah, that was a lot. But how are you doing? Is anything happening that you’re excited about/looking forward too?

Hello my dear! How awesome to see you in my inbox 🥺

There is nothing better, imo, than that transition from exam/termpaper season into a fresh new semester where these burdens do not yet exist. And even better that all of your courses are the right choice for you, that is so cool!!!

And I am sure that term paper will be finished quicker than you think but sometimes you just gotta take that extra social time and that is something to rarely regret 🥰

Also I am so happy that therapy is going well for you! I remember how nervous and kinda scared (?) I was when I first started it but now that I am done with it, it is amazing to look back and see how much it helped me. 🥺 Though I certainly do not envy you when it comes to dealing with the insurance - pressing my thumbs for you that it all goes well and smoothly and you get reimbursed for these very important costs!

OHH I AM SO JEALOUS YOU ALREADY GOT THAT FIGURED OUT!!! I still have no idea!! I know that I am very (very very very) lucky to get to see it 2x and I have a *slight* idea for one of the nights but other than that, time is passing and I have less and less ideas lol Because I know it will be summer and warm and the way we get there is also up in the air so the outfit not only has to be stylish but also very comfortably for a variety of settings 💀

And take your time reading the Paz fic cause I am certainly taking my time writing it lol There is a lot going on socially atm which I am kind of excited about but I am also exhausted from social interactions and would like to take 5 business days off society and just hide in my apartment and write. Other than that, I am very well! I hope you have a lovely weekend!

[iheartchv]

Hello, I hope you are doing well. I wish to join the mistletoe match up event 🌿, I'm requesting for a COD matchup, if you don't mind. My personality: introverted, shy, may come off as 'unapproachable' at first sight, but is very considerate once I warm up to someone. Hobbies: Drawing/shopping Type: someone bigger than me, older, spoils me, observant, gives 'princess treatment', looks intimidating, and gives off 'scary dog privileges' vibes. Turn offs: when they're childish and immature, disrespectful, ignorant, knows no boundaries, and is overly friendly to everyone. (male preference please) Thank you 💗

🤔Hmmm... I think you'd be paired with...

König 👑

Possible match: Ghost was so very close

I think König would like you

Or you would like König

You both aren't sure who liked who first x3

And since he does, he acts differently toward you

He will rarely ever yell at you

Would treat you like a princess....

.... and then soon like a queen....

.... a precious treasure, etc.

Spoil you he will, and spoil you he shall

For you, he would give you all the world

Shopping...

He will hold your bags for you and love any outfit you try on

This would also be a good time for him to get an idea of what to get for you as gifts

He becomes curious when he sees you drawing in your sketchbook

When you show him he's amazed at your art skill

I think he'd give some of the best hugs

He'd pick you up and sometimes give you a little twirl before letting you drop onto him with your arms around his neck, his arms around your waist and the small of your back

The nicknames he has for you are so cute (in my opinion x3)

Liebling, maus, just to name a few

During the holidays, this goes back to the shopping part

If he knows you want something, he will get that for you

Nothing is too much for him when it comes to you

"You didn't have to..."

"But I wanted to, darling..."

He's changed because of you, and he doesn't ever want to be without you

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