#sorry this took so long to respond to btw!!!

[yayll]

heyyy! I just read ur rockstar!Dazai fic and it honestly reminded me of this idea I had!!! (loved the fic btw!) Are you able to write an actor!dazai x fem!actor reader and they r fake dating while secretly being rivals ?? (I’d like 2 be known as 🦎-anon!)

hiiii 🦎 anon hehe

i'm sorry this was quite the wait, i LOVED your idea and i wanted to write it properly and i kind of took some liberties so i hope you enjoy it regardless? thank you for trusting me w your fic idea actor!dazai now haunts me actually dazai in any like, imagine just fucks my shit up that man is a menace in any story i put him in and i'm so glad others agree. i love u baby mwah u get so many ivy kisses

~ a little something about you and actor!Dazai keeping up appearances ~

"You're choking meee!"

"I'm just fixing your tie, Osamu-"

"It's babe, actually."

"It's whatever I want if you want me to keep holding your hand in public, jerk."

He pouts at this. What a cute little meanie you were! Always scolding him and spewing empty threats as if you were hot shit. You were hot shit, and that was only the beginning of his problems... The biggest one right now being backstage with you while attending the hottest awards show of the year.

Just before he can respond, the curtains are drawn and it's a stagehand whisking you two away to present the next award infront of thousands of fans. You're walking side by side, your heels clicking with each step when Dazai leans in to whisper something.

"You should stand on my left, my right side is more attractive."

"We're both facing forward, does it matter?"

He raises a brow and huffs dramatically in typical Dazai fashion. You two had been 'dating' for a year now, everyone was invested in this blooming romance ever since you both started in that drama together, now it's nothing but red hearts for you two.

It wasn't planned, it just kind of happened... It also wasn't completely awful, but it was the goddamn ego on Dazai that really made you want to strangle him sometimes. He knew he was pretty and desired, and what a threat you were with such an iconic streak in all of your latest projects. No wonder you two had to be paired together, on your own you were both dynamite. An unstable formula that needed to be stabilized by combining it together. Thought could that make it worse?

You present the award holding hands the entire time, an act highly encouraged by the need to convince, and yet when it's you two doing it it never feels as forced as you'd like it to be. There is a comfortability in the role of this relationship, you've come to realize yet supress. You'll hold hands for so long you begin to get clammy, and it's certainly not because he dotes on you almost every time he speaks! Which he hates doing... It's just a script, after all. Duh.

You're both making your way out of the venue towards the car that awaits to drive you to the after party when you're ambushed by interviewers and hundreds of flashes that yell out speed questions.

"Does the beautiful couple have time to stop and answer a few things for us tonight!"

Dazai loves that shit. Of course he has the time, he doesn't care if you don't. He has to sell it, obviously, since you don't put in the effort according to him. He flashes the interviewer that sardonic little smirk you hate and speaks innocently.

"Why, us? Sure! Right, honey?"

He turns to you and the crowd loves it. You hold back how badly you want to roll your eyes and simply smile, holding yourself high with grace and a ton of media training.

"We'd love to."

The interviewer is overjoyed as she looks between you and Dazai, taking in that affection that radiates from your false words. She grins as she goes along to ask her question.

"So, I think a lot of the fans are wondering..."

You and Dazai perk up, not even realizing that you're clutching the bottom of your dress so tighty that your knuckles are white. The interviewer looks directly at you.

"The two of you have been the most stunning couple the industry has seen in a while. Any plans for the future?"

You freeze. Ugh, not this again. You shake your head, smirking to yourself at the absurdity of the concept alone.

"Thank you, but honestly we're just taking things day by day. There's no rush between us, we have all we need right here and now."

The journalist smiles again and nods, seemingly impressed by your laid back attitude. Dazai snorts and suddenly interjects, clearly having a cheeky response to give to the crowd of journalists.

"We'll have tons of kids in the future, actually~"

Your panic is so instant that you literally laugh out loud, yet recover quickly by turning your shock into a playful glance at your lover. You manage a more sweet giggle and smack him on the chest a little harder than people would guess.

"Ooh, he's joking, of course."

The journalist rejoices, finding your banter and your overall interaction as a couple cute. The ideal power couple! Dazai grins and turns to you again, leaning in to tease you, his narrowed Hazelnut eyes piercing into you like a promise.

"Not joking. One day we're going to have a massive pack of little kids running around. And it's going to be your fault for being sooo cute~"

And with that, he leans in all the way into a million dollar kiss on your confused and parted lips. You're taken so offguard you almost fall back and of course grab onto him a little tighter... and run your fingers through his disheveled hair you forgot to nag him to cut... As the cameras go off like crazy, you wonder if it's worth ruining your public image for a while just so you can slap him harder than you ever have before.

Everyone's cooing and you're fuming, so you settle for a quick thank you and goodbye as you drag Dazai off the red carpet and into the car. He's giggling the entire time, of course. As soon as the door shuts out the screaming fans watching you drive off, you turn to Dazai and whisper ardently.

"What was that all about?! We didn't discuss this prior to-"

"... You liked it."

"Huh?"

"You liked it when I kissed you."

You scoff, though it sounds like you're choking.

"I did not. I just did what I had-"

"... And you want to have my babies. That's adorable, how devoted of you!"

You smack him on the arm but he's smiling like a cat who's had too much catnip, too far gone into his delusions to care about the repercussions. Love is love, after all...

"I think we should break up, like officially. You're nuts. The press won't let that go, Osamu."

He perks up, snapping out of his stasis and crinkles his nose in disapproval. He shakes his head, his hand on his chin as if in deep thought. Dazai mutters, barely above a whisper.

"... We won't actually break up, though."

"And why not?"

"Because in about 60 seconds we're going to kiss again and you'll be clinging onto me the entire night."

You snort into a laugh, tilting your head in disbelief. The car slowly comes to a halt as you arrive at the after party where a familiar roar of the crowd awaits to greet you once more. You begin your futile argument yet again.

"I don't see why I would do that."

At such a silly reply, Dazai softens his voice, looking at you like he first did when you both met on set a year ago. A lifetime ago. You're so cute when you're playing dumb. He shrugs, carefree.

"Neither do I, which is why I want to know too. I want to know what you're thinking about, if it's me."

You hate the way he sounds so sincere, like a real boyfriend would if he were trying to convince you you're just as into him as he is into you. Mind games is what it is, or at least you hope so. You really hope so.

You sigh, suddenly over the conversation as you open the car door to begin climbing out. Dazai follows suit and the roar of the crowd makes your chest feel tight as overstimulation takes over. You want to be anywhere but here and you wonder if you're having some sort of panic attack, but it just doesn't feel describable.

You turn wildly, disoriented by the camera flashes and instant fuss of the press, only to be faced by your one and only savior: the omnipotent Osamu Dazai. You don't know what it is about him in that moment, you just glide into his arms and complete the prophecy as you hook your arm with his, taking deep breaths as you finally ground yourself. It feels like the right kind of wrong, and you don't care to question it.

You feel a squeeze and a soft velvety voice whisper to you once again, you don't even have to look at him to know he's as smug as ever. But amongst the teasing, there's affection there too...

"So, am I?"

"Are you what, Osamu?"

"On your mind."

"At this point you're practically a permanent resident."

You hear him hum, a smile still present on his lips, the world simply frozen for him to continue his private conversation with you in public.

"Hmm, remind me to have you repeat that to me later."

This causes you to squeeze his arm back and murmur in genuine curiosity, finally daring to face him. He's already looking right at you, so devilish and angelic at the same time that you can't even look away.

"Why?"

"Because your time's up. 60 seconds, remember? Now come and kiss me already, the camera's are waiting~"

The photos of you two that night were the envy of couples everywhere. If only they knew how the ride back to the hotel went, it would be a scandal! Or simply the next step in your future?

[happyandticklish]

ok writing out my thoughts is a lot harder than i expected because there’s just so little scenarios that izzy would Let himself be vulnerable in.

but say there’s been a raid, and izzy’s been injured. nothing huge, but his hand’s a little messed up. he knows he should go to roach for anything like that but that would mean admitting to a weakness, no matter how small, which he just won’t do. he won’t do that! so he makes a bandage out of spare rags and continues with his duties fine enough, but then stupid fucking stede bonnet comes along always caring about people and fussing over something minor like that, and izzy would never willingly accept help from him of all people but apparently everyone is against him today and ed’s ordering him to let stede at least take a look and he can’t just. refuse. he’s a dick but an order is an order and he’s going to follow it. so he agrees (with tons of complaining and rolled eyes), and finds himself hours later in the captains shared cabin, sat on a chair that’s far too soft with a cup of tea on the table that’s far too hot, stede’s on some rant about how “silly” he is for risking an infection for his reputation, and izzy considers leaving, slamming the door in his face and going to bed because 1) they hate each other and 2) he’s FINE. but ed is sat opposite to them, because he knows izzy and stede well enough that there’s no way in hell he’ll leave them alone together or they’ll be duelling in less than 20 seconds, and izzy knows ed well enough to know that upsetting his little boyfriend is a one way ticket back to square one. so he stays, uncharacteristically quiet save for a few complaints here and there. he’s thankful that stede also doesn’t want him there any longer than he has to, because it goes by quite quickly. but somewhere between cleaning and redressing his hand, stede’s being too gentle. he hisses and yanks his hand back, and bonnet looks up at him almost sympathetically, muttering something about knowing it hurts but he needs to get it over and done with, so izzy places it back onto his lap and turns away, biting his gloved knuckle to stop himself making anymore embarrassing noises. and apparently he can’t have any peace today, because ed’s clearly caught on, and the stupid smirk he’s wearing hasn’t been seen since they were younger, before blackbeard and first mate hands, when it was all muffled giggles and late night tickle fights, and for some odd reason his chest aches a little, but he has no time to think about it because it really tickles, and stede’s gotta be stupider than he looks because there’s no way he’s not realised between all the scuffed boots and huffs and slightly red face, but he seems … oblivious? and izzy’s never been so happy for something to finally be over.

“come back tomorrow mate, yeah? just to make sure, can’t risk you being out of duty.” ed says innocently enough, but the shiteating grin he has makes him more nervous than he cares to admit, so he nods and leaves without even a thank you. and when he’s finally out of earshot, the first thing stede says once he stands is “ticklish?”, and ed cackles.

Dude

DUDE

This is such an incredible concept you can't just casually drop this in my inbox!!!

This flustered me a tad more than I'm willing to admit lol. Because as stated before, Izzy absolutely has ticklish hands, and I can completely see this scenario happening. And the bit about Izzy reminiscing on past tickle fights I am going to cry you cannot just bring shit like that up

And Stede's innocent little, "Ticklish?" at the end is so cute too. Because you know Stede would never use it against him but Ed for sure will and absolutely rats out the fact that Izzy doesn't mind it later on. Not that Stede isn't still hesitant for fear of Izzy killing him asjgjhjki

Thank you so, SO much for this, this is actually my new favorite thing in the world <3

[floating-goblin-art]

BOTTOM OMEGA BOTTOM OMEGA BOTTOM OMEGA BOTTOM OMEGA

YOU ARE SO RIGHT AND IT MAKES ME SO EMOTIONAL THINKING ABOUT HIM WHO’S USED TO PLAYING THE BIG STRONG STOIC GHOUL LETTING HIS GUARD DOWN ENOUGH TO BE TAKEN CARE OF AND TREATED DELICATELY!!!!!!

psst. have some more.

[healing-winston-pratt]

more bullshit: Winston is SOUTHERN and bc Nova was raised a lot by him girl has cowboy boots and listens to country music (though the Chicks and nothing else tbh). Winston has cowboy hats.

This is so cute??? Bonding time with Lil' Nova is so precious to me 😭🤲🤲🤲

[petefromarma]

i am so nice to joe. i have never been mean to joe a day in my life

[iamunabletothinkofablogname]

Hey what's going on friend?

You want to talk about it?

/nf /genq

i keep getting bullied but today was especially bad it is a long story, but if your okay with listening, also eitherway thank you

first these dudes in my class kept making weird comments ['do you want to [-] me', 'does she know how to talk? Do i have to sign to you?', and meowing and making yippee noises at me] and similar shit,then the girl behind me kept kicking my chair and tugging at my keychain [alastor] even after i told her to stop and so i couldn't focus on anything, the teacher moved me from my spot [i dont have any friends at the school so i wasnt talking to anyone, but she was changing up the seating plan which was kind of annoying since my brain is so used to going and sitting on that exact spot and so my brain had to load it but i could deal with that honestly, its just the combination of this and other shit]. I kept hearing my name whispered around but i didnt know why or what since i have shitty hearing so it didnt hurt as much but still wasnt exactly fun Then when i went to the bathroom girls were kicking and punching at the door to get it to open and i had to just sit there silently until they went away, and when they went away they closed the lights and closed both doors [the toilet has 2/3 mini hallways since its the 'fancy' one], and so i had to spend most of break feeling around the walls to get out and find the light because it was one of my first times using the upstairs one. and of course this triggered a fucking panick attack because why wouldnt it and of course instead of being maybe a tad empathetic, they started laughing [maybe because of how i looked? idfk]. and then we went to the assembally [assembelly?] for some random ass speech by the principal which i couldnt hear because, again, people were tugging at my bag and after i pushed a girls hand away she started insulting me and my looks/personality and started fucking meowing at me, which her and her friends found 'hillarious' and then the bell rang and so i had to just ignore that and go to the pickup area, when i was there there were already some students talking to my youngest sister and insulting her bcus they knew she was my sister and she started crying which hurt more because she's 7 and she had no beef with them other than being my sister :I this all happened today and i had to just pretend nothing happened at home because my mum wont do anything and she certainly wont let me go back to my old school and sorry if this is a bit a lot /gen i am very overwhelmed right now

[obimaulartfire]

You mentioned you have a design for Sith Obi-wan. What do I have to bribe you with to draw him?

Absolutely nothing!! But you have to listen to my lore :))

My Sith Obi-wan's name is Darth Vain! But not necessarily Vain as in "cares about appearance", but more "everything is in vain."

He's part of a roleswap AU that I'm working on where Maul was taken in by the Jedi temple as a child as part of a new "dark sider rehabilitation program." Qui Gon takes him as an apprentice, which leaves Obi-wan without a master... until Dooku sees his potential.

I'm not sure exactly how it happens, but Dooku turns to the dark side, Obi-wan chooses to go with him, and Dooku thus fakes Obi-wan's death to get him out of public eye.

Now, he exists as Vain; a silent, masked figure that moves through the galaxy like a shadow. Maul is obsessed with finding him and figuring out who he is (if he even is a he; no one can tell Vain's gender with the mask on), ignoring his new Padawan, Anakin, in the process.

He has his right arm and leg chopped off (what I call "Half of the 'Anakin Special'") as a result of his fight with Maul (in this AU, Obi-wan kills Qui-Gon), and has a large stab scar in the stomach.

The 2 last pictures are old drawings; the first one I drew today!

As you can see, I really leaned HARD into the Fantasy Japan aspect of Star Wars, and I think Obi-wan should get a big obi :)

Thank you so much for your interest in my man!! @nicolabarth

[theleechyskrunkly]

Reading through your relationship post, does Cater ever confide in Paige about his loneliness and the way he feels like he can't always keep friends or connect with people because of how much his family moved around? If so, what does Paige think of this? Is it part of why he's built such a close bond with Cater?

Yes, you understood their relationship perfectly! Paige is one of the few that Cater actually confides his feeling unto, as a friend and a brother. Which is why Cater can be extra defensive of Paige: you could say he's as afraid of losing Paige as Malleus is afraid of losing Lilia.

Paige feels similarly connected and understands Cater's fear of loss. Since Paige's mother is an opera singer, it is expected for them to constantly move around for her job, which caused Paige to loose the ability to really attach himself to people. So when Cater needs to vent, Paige is always willing to lend a listening ear and validate his (very valid) feelings.

Seeing as they've both experienced similar experiences, the two of them have built a tight bond between the two!

[torra-and-the-toons]

pspspspspspsps

Hey what if

for your anime au the warners meet/become vocaloids?

Haha omg honestly I could see them LOVING becoming vocaloids, half their show is them singing anyhow XD I'll be honest, I know so little about Vocaloids other than they're anime jpop stars or something.

I only had the energy to sketch Hatsune Yakko but maybe one day I'll do all three of them... perhaps vocaloids based off their vaudeville "There's only one of you" outfits would be super cute!

Alternatively, I also couldn't resist their toon selves meeting Miku and having PTSD to The Cutening since that song is kind of j-pop-esque.

Thanks for the ask <3 Sorry my doodles are so lackluster and messy.

[mariatesstruther]

Need an AU where because Joel wasn't home when the world went to hell, people got separated, and Sarah had to flee and somehow accidentally ended up with a very young nurse and her military friend who were actively getting the fuck out of town.

A world where Sarah lives, for however long, with Anna and Marlene and other fireflies (See Jerry, Manny's dad etc) until she accidentally reunites with Joel.

anon 😭😭😭😭 this rips my fucking heart out bro do u know how desperate joel and tommy would be?????? omg as a parent i definitely would stop at NOTHING to find my girl

also love the idea of sarah and ellie as sisters being raised by revolutionary lesbians anna and marlene???? i feel like the experience of taking care of sarah and raising her as her own daughter would COMPLETELY change marlene’s decision when it comes to anna’s baby and the cure, just as taking care of ellie changed something in joel. maybe anna doesn’t survive the bite/ellie’s birth and ellie still ends up immune??? what if she was raised with sarah protecting her as a big sister, hiding out with help from marlene???? and once they find out about the plan to kill ellie, marlene and sarah make a break for jackson????? and say fuck the fireflies themselves???? and marlene brings sarah back to jackson with ellie tow????

imagine the look on joel’s face when he sees sarah again, not only as a full-grown adult, alive, but hauling her own quasi-sister/daughter along right beside her. tommy would pass out

[sh00kspeared]

2. Describe their tent setup! What’s on the outside? The inside?

Since you sent this to me, how about this for Orien?

Thank you so much for the ask!

Tbh I haven't thought about it much, so I'm gonna basically use this post as a word barf to brainstorm what might be in Orien's tent.

Orien is a former pirate and is absolutely in love with the sea, so he'd definitely have some treasures from his time on his ship. The tent itself would be made of sturdy canvas; likely blue with gold embellishments. he'd have a few chests to keep his valuables in-- namely expensive jewelry, old coins, gilded daggers, all the like.

His bedroll itself is super comfy; he sleeps with a lot of blankets. Eventually he gets his hands on a slightly wider bedroll so that Astarion can sleep next to him whenever he pleases (though Astarion usually ends up sleeping on top of Orien anyway, so it's not much use). Next to his bed he keeps a journal and a dagger in case of unwanted intruders. He also keeps a small stash of food and mead next to his bed-- those pirate survival instincts don't just disappear once you set foot on land, y'know!

[manchblack]

FUCK YEA okay so basically its that blog you just followed earlier the cupids beretta one and its about a silly little trans dogboy and his butch bi lesbian girlfriend and shes in the mafia and hes a mercenary and they fall in love over murdering politicians c: And theres also the dog boy's brothers who are also silly gay people and he has a milfy adoptive mom. also the dogboy is a stripper on the side. i love him. im working on the newest three pages right now and im sketching out page three rn :3

OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS? SM? i love a good political murder drama wrapped up in silliness and gay people. all the characters sound SO interesting too like omg??? obsessed

[wammys-house-official]

Being an orphan is such fatherless behavior smh

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[miammey]

idk if anyone said this before but imagine tecchou went missing instead of jouno (I had to work myself up just to send this on anon for some reason)

Oooohhh yes yes yes!!! Jouno looking around in frustration trying to find him, pretending not to be worried but it’s very obvious just how desperate he is to find him

And you don’t have to be nervous to send me anything!! I love getting messages and stuff, it’s genuinely so fun getting to hear what others have to say. But if you’re still too nervous to send out of anon that’s perfectly fine, too!!

[starkittnd93]

Imagine if temenos and hikari swapped their weird. Like temenos has the shadow self and hikari has the visions thing

Hmmm… yeah that would change their stories a lot actually

I imagine Temenos would have a lot of internal conflict about that first of all

Like imagine being a cleric that was raised by the church and having a curse that is considered the epitome of evil??? Ough imagining all the self doubt actually

..Ngl I kinda find it hard to imagine Hikari without the shadow, considering that a lot of his story would not have happened without the influence of his family’s curse — everything would be SO different

That being said …. I mean ig he could use the visions thing to better strategize during battles??

[chibifox2002]

I know you probably hyperfixating on something right now, so that's why I ask this in pure respect and if you don't want to answer, it's fine by me. How would Knack reacting to someone that's the same species as him saying that they are his sibling?

(I drew her by accident, but here's his bio sister)

I feel like he'd be sceptical at first, due to the last time he met someone of his kind. (the relic golems from the second game)

But then it'd turn into something like this...

(also I love her)