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[problematic-fictive-edits]

its okay if not but could we get a queue check? thank you in advance!

Hi, we actually had a previous queue check request about last month, but all through that month I was incredibly ill due to an infected tooth (that was recently removed) and barely worked on any requests.

I'll go ahead and answer it this time, though!

Queue Check!

Moodboard for a transfem Voldemort (Harry Potter) with themes of potions, motherhood, and snakes

Stimboard for Wilbur Soot (YouTuber) with themes of food and flowers, nothing sharp

Stimboard for Ranboo (YouTuber) with themes of black, white, purple, glitter, and texture stims

Icons for Kuya (Nu Carnival) with purple floral themes

Stimboard for Chocola (Nekopara) with glitter, squishy plushies, and paws

Stimboard for Satou Matsuzaka (Happy Sugar Life) with themes of fruit, animals (no dogs), and calligraphy

Stimboard for Springtrap (Five Nights at Freddy's 3) with themes of horror robotics, rabbits, and things that remind him of his daughter

Moodboard for Kaeya (Genshin Impact) with themes of regret, unrequited love, ice, wine, and peacocks

Subtle icons for Oh Sangwoo (Killing Stalking) with themes of nature and forests

LGBT+ Icons for an AroAce Bridget (Guilty Gear Strive)

LGBT+ Icons for a Bi, Boyflux Shoto Aizawa (My Hero Academia)

Stimboard for Darwinism (Realicide) with themes of liquid and metals, no slimes

Moodboard for Ciel Phantomhive (Black Butler) with themes of devotion, lilies, mourning, and architecture

Icons for a Bi John Doe (John Doe) with BPD

Stimboard for Hank J. Wimbleton (Madness Combat) with themes of medical equipment, hospitals, weapons, and femininity

LGBT+ icons for a Fictivegender, flamegender, firegender Dabi (My Hero Academia)

Icons for a genderfluid Ivan Braginski (Hetalia) with PTSD

Stimboard for C!Tommy (YouTuber) with themes of cows and flowers

Stimboard for Jschlatt (YouTuber) with themes of light amber/soft browns, mossy green, ram horns, fluffy things, and texture stims

Icons for a Bi, Trans Huxley (Don't Toy With Me) with Autism

Stimboard for Serial Designation V (Murder Drones) with themes of bubbles and robots

Stimboard for G-Man (Half-Life) with themes of Lego, space, Liminal spaces, and stirring stims

Icons for an Agender Philip Wittebane (The Owl House) with NPD

Icons for a Genderfluid Wanderer (Genshin Impact) with NPD

Stimboard for Ayato Kamisato (Genshin Impact) with themes of swords and colors that match his palette

Moodboard for Lance (Epic Battle Fantasy) with themes of guns, explosions, smoking, and red

Moodboard for Anarcho-Communism (Centricide) with themes of schizophrenia, green, and animals

Icons for a Cinthean Reginald Tetra (Cemetery Mary) with BPD

Drafts!

Moodboard for Modeus (Helltaker) with themes of blood and hearts

Inbox Check!

Stimboard for Reginald Tetra (Cemetery Mary) with themes of violins, pianos, writing, tea, and dolls

Icons for an Agender Vasilis (Blackout Hospital) with BPD

Stimboard for Mochizuki Honami (Project Sekai) with themes of pie baking, apples, pastel green, and red

Stimboard for an olive-blooded Vriska (Homestuck) with themes of makeup and wax melting

Stimboard for Hermitcraft (YouTuber) with themes of the moon, hat making, red velvet (not food), red themed cat things (if possible) and no slime

Moodboard for Dabi (My Hero Academia) with themes of soft blue, space, and little gear

Stimboard for Benry (Half-Life) with themes of machinery and metallic slime

Stimboard for Lixian (YouTuber) with themes of video editing, keyboards, and monochrome stims

Moodboard for Dabi (My Hero Academia) who has black wings with themes of family, flying, and nature

Stimboard for Teruteru (Danganronpa 2) with themes of flower, glitter, and red

Stimboard for Skull (Katekyou Hitman Reborn) with themes of purple, shiny things (no glitter), circus tents, soft things, and cats

Moodboard for Dabi (My Hero Academia) with themes of found family, cats, and healing from trauma

Moodboard for a Villian!Izuku Midoriya (My Hero Academia) with themes of schizophrenia, MLM, and green

Stimboard for Liu (Creepypasta) with demisexual flag colors and cloud slime

Stimboard for Mastermind Ishimaru (Danganronpa) with themes of red, black, and white

Stimboard for Hank Venture (Venture Bros) with themes of rock music, bats, and fuzzy textures

Stimboard for Wallace Breen (Half-Life 2) with themes of colorful stims and weaponry

Current queue ends on May 22nd, 2023!

~💖 Bebe

[karaonasi]

BaxScar FanFic

Scarlett belongs to @minthe-drawings

And I wanted to write a little fanfic for them ❤️🤍🖤

Baxter’s POV

—-

The light was much too bright.

Still, it was too early.

Too early to deal with being awake.

Where…

I reached around, searching. Dammit. Did I just dream it was one of her too-rare visits?

I swear, these separations from her get harder and harder to take each time. I sighed and fell back into the sheets, feeling cold without her there. And lonely. Maybe…maybe she would be available to talk between clients--once I was awake enough to form complete sentences at least.

I had almost dozed again when I sat up in bed--way too fast, making my head spin. Was that? I layed back down. I could have sworn I heard someone in the kitchen. Then I heard it again. Clanking sounds definitely coming from the kitchen. This time I eased myself up more slowly, despite my excitement, making my way to the edge of the bed. I stood and felt my pajama top pull oddly. Oh…huh… somehow it was half undone. My fingers were usually quite dextrous. But in the morning hours they felt thick and clumsy. I realized I had to straighten my pants too, having twisted in my sleep. Memories of the night before brought a soft smile to my lips--my Scarlett’s softness, pressed against me, her legs tangled with mine, her long hair sometimes tickling my cheek… I’m not quite sure how long I stood there, only the coldness of the floor against my bare feet made me aware my mind had zoned out. Where were my slippers?

Zebra slippers finally found and on my feet, I shuffled into the common area of the apartment. I stopped, having just emerged from the hall when I saw her. Scarlett. MY Scarlett. There. In my home. What I desperately wanted to be OUR home. I think my original intent upon coming out of the bedroom had been to go directly to her but… I somehow found myself sitting sideways in my favorite blue chair, resting my head on my hands on the back of the chair…because I had to sit down. Maybe I had stopped breathing when I saw her. I don’t quite know. I just knew I had to sit down.

Her red head popped up from whatever she had been doing. And then she was coming my direction, her long bare legs striding slowly toward me, my fogged brain hearing music in my head and seeing a dance in her step. She was so graceful. Especially when she danced. As if she was made to be in my arms. My one true partner. On the dancefloor and off.

“Morning, Baby,” her lovely voice purred as I felt the press of her lips on the top of my head. I smiled up at her, wanting to bask in her brightness as if she were the sun. Then got distracted, looking down at my hands that suddenly had a warm coffee mug in them, blinking at the apparition perplexed. “You’re a bit more confused than usual, Sweetie,” and I heard her laughter, like windchimes to my ear.

I blinked again, trying to scrape together some semblance of coherence for her. “...well…yes…” I met her gaze, though my vision went double. No matter. I couldn’t complain about seeing twice the beautiful woman before me. “...two weddings this weekend…” I explained. She nodded then sat on the couch, holding her own mug. I hungrily memorized the sight of her. It had been too long, too many weeks. And neither pictures nor memories could quite hold a candle to the real sight of her. Her creamy skin adorned with a constellation of freckles, the softness of her--generous curves of chest and hips that felt even better than they looked, long shapely legs, and her beautiful face and piercing green eyes that seemed to light up for some unfathomable reason when she looked at me. Not that I would ever try to dissuade her from choosing me again. No, I would take my undeserved good fortune and treasure it until the end of time. Because…quite honestly, she was a goddess. A goddess that brought light, acceptance, happiness, healing and…love into my life for the first time in my life.

I suddenly realized that she was looking at me with an amused expression. “Goddess, huh?” her voice teased. I blinked at her. Did I say that aloud? I wracked my brain to come up with something witty to volley back at her. But my mind was simply too slow… I heard her laugh again and I felt my face heat just slightly. “If that is the case, then… Come. Here.” She pointed to the spot just before her. And though I wasn’t sure what game we were playing (or if I could keep up in my current state), I simply nodded and set down my mug before complying. “You’re a mess in the mornings, Pretty Boy,” she teased with obvious affection, and I watched as she undid and refastened my buttons that had somehow been mismatched.

“I know…” I was glad she was in a happy mood, even if it was at my expense. But the last thing I could do was complain as Scarlett’s slender hands led me onto the couch beside her. She guided my head to rest upon her, her arms circling around me. “...you are my entire world, Scarlett My Love…” I murmured before drifting off, feeling warm and loved and…safe… as only she had ever been able to do in my life.

[tallbluelady]

I'd hate to be a burden..." || "It's alright, (Name). I don't mind taking care of you"

Featuring @azure-dragonsinger's ancient Daedalus!

Minthe found Daedalus fiddling with one of the metallic owls - a skatene - when she came home. This is home now, isn't it?

"Oh, Minthe, what day is it?" he asked, perky. So no hopping today then.

"It's Wet Beast Windsday, at least according to Ares. She specifically claimed today."

Daedalus wrapped her in a long limbed hug and rubbed against her cheek with his.

Minthe giggled. "Darling, I can feel your beard starting to grow again."

"I thought you liked my stubble." He rubbed his chin with an eyebrow raised.

"I do! It's very fuzzy." Minthe rubbed at the short hairs along his jaw. "Thank you for letting me play with it. Hades would never let me do this when we were together."

"He's odd like that, isn't he?" Daedalus gave a quick smooch to her palm. "He's very passionate, which we both like, but he..."

Minthe watched as his eyes blurred in and out of focus. She could see the reflections on his eyes change, no longer matching the light in the room.

Grateful she was tall herself, Minthe laid him onto the couch. The trick to not melting into a puddle of nerves was to keep active during stressful situations like this. She gave him a stress ball to grip and brought out the essential oils and his mask. She knew he had to ride out these episodes before he came back, but it was easier for him to come back if he had some sensory input to guide him.

They had worked out a system that would give each space he was in its own smell. His workshop was a metallic, alkaline scent, and the Alexander a campfire like smell. Restaurants had a spicy capsaicin smell, the city itself was cinnamon. The Words of Helmarut a woodsy decaying smell, the Library a vanilla, and the Convocation building was orange peel. Home was, almost to Minthe's embarrassment, spearmint. 

 She brought out the spearmint vial and sat next to him. The problem with her trick was that sometimes there wasn't enough to do while he had his episodes, and she would worry as he twitched. Luckily, this one seemed to be fading as Daedalus let out a groan. Minthe uncorked the vial and waved it under his nose. It twitched at the strong smell, then he took a deep whiff.

"Home. I'm home," he said, eyes still closed.

"I'm home with you," Minthe said.

"It's a much better home with you." Daedalus still didn't open his eyes, but he took her hand with the one that wasn't squeezing his stress ball.

He lay there for a few minutes, counting and squeezing the ball in his fist. Minthe got them both a glass of water but otherwise remained by his side.

"What day is it?" she asked when he stopped squeezing the ball.

"It's Wet Beast Windsday." He slowly sat up, eyes still closed. "Ares chose the name."

"That's exactly it. And what was yesterday?"

"Woo Woo Watersday. We were making puppies howl." Daedalus opened his eyes, which had taken on a golden glow. He placed the mask on his face to reduce the glare.

"Welcome back." Minthe ran her fingers through his hair and kissed him.

Daedalus pulled her close again, this time more like he was trying to hold onto reality than be affectionate. "Can you keep a secret?"

"Of course, darling."

And so he told her. The terrible fate of the Star - how after so many of their people died, and still more sacrificed themselves, they would all be shattered, souls torn asunder. And that was the best possible outcome.

He tilted his head, the motion owl-like with his yellow eyes behind his mask. "Did I tell you all this before?"

Minthe felt the tears well up in her eyes as she nodded. "Last week, twice. It's... it's why I need to go on a trip. You're doing so well, but I think we can get you even better if we get outside help."

"Did you tell me about that trip already?"

She shook her head. "No. I... I couldn't really bear to tell you multiple times if you forgot."

He held her close again.

"I hate to be a burden," he whispered bitterly.

"No, no, Daedalus, I chose this." Minthe shushed him as he gave a soundless sob. "It turns out that having someone to be responsible for is actually a nice thing. Who knew?"

"Ha. Well, unlike Icarus, I'd still rather not cause my loved ones pain."

She chuckled at that. "That's the spirit. Do you want any water?"

They both drank their glasses and Minthe watched as the glow faded from his eyes and he took off his mask. Now would be as good of a time as any to try and make her memory stone with him.

"So I went to Mnemosyne today." She dug in her bag and pulled out the two memory stones, placing one in his hand. "We made a couple of memory stones. This one I made for you."

Daedalus traced the oddly shaped stone with his thumb. "What memories does it have?"

"It's stuff like the first curry I made for you. And the rain on our picnic. More sensory things than actual events."

"Does it have how your hair feels? Or your laugh? Or when you..." He scowled and gestured vaguely, likely having forgot the word.

She winked. "Yes. I made him leave the room when I put that particular memory in."

He laughed his strange, echo-y, haunting, sweet laugh. "Oh, I'll be visiting that memory all the time then."

"We can make another memory tonight if you're up to it," she said. "But before that, I want to imbue this one with memories with you."

"Oh?" he perked up at that.

"Em-hm. I... I want to make sure that my future incarnations know what it's like to be happy. That if they ever find out about me, they'll know that the part of them that enjoys life has always been the same. And to follow that, not aught else."

"They'll know." Daedalus smiled and pulled her close. "But I think it's a beautiful thing you're doing for them."

She rested her head on his shoulder, warmth brimming from her heart into her throat. "This one. Right now. Loving someone. That's what I want them to know."

He kissed the top of her head, and they imbued the thoughts, feelings, and love into the stone. The future seemed a lot less daunting afterward.

Thanks for the prompt!