#technically this is self insert art if you think about it

[frosted-co0kies]

just pixels on a screen

[numbuh424]

was debating on whether I should post this or not but I spent so much time on it...🍎 I've been studying the death note art style, and for me studying an art style just means drawing myself as practice 💀

[platonic-qpr-selfshipping]

summer am I right

[ttomeposting]

hey remember the situation with kirb and zetto in the webseries? just asking. for no reason in particular. : ]

[sansundertale14x1]

why NauseAxe_404 loves your writing so much…

based on this silly tweet, I’m gonna use ‘Nick’ for this- for ease of writing (and for my poor poor hands.)

no pronouns but ‘you’- little post cuz I haven’t written in a while.- use of the in-game website: "Dumblr", no it's not a typo;-; Proshippers DNI

word count: 878

content warning: brief explanations of canon violence, creepy stalker-ish behavior (NOTHING SEXUAL ATTACHED), Nick being a weirdo honestly.

vvv that isn't my art, and this entire writing is a fanfic for a game " Monster x Mediator" made by HeadLocker! I really recommend playing the game or watching the gameplay, cuz it's really fantastic!

Story under cut :3

Nick’s in love with your writing…(if you already couldn’t tell), but it’s difficult for you to understand why.

Usually, when you'd open up your laptop, it was after a tough shift at your crap job and you just wanted to do something to fill in the time after dinner and before bed. It was always on the shorter side, 100 words each, and was normally just a quick and crappy self-insert fic to satisfy your creative urges from doing a boring-ass job all day. You never really thought your tiny one-shots would attract any attention, but the man you've been staying with proves otherwise.

"NauseAxe_404" is what he called himself, but you've just been calling him 'Nick' for now. He had been reading your old Dumblr blog for who knows how long, and he's taken a major interest in your little shitposts...So much, so that he had taken the time to print out every single one of your posts and personal information pinned to his room's walls. It's extremely creepy...but also sort of charming?

For the last few days or so, you've been held in Nick's hotel room, practically glued to a desk with a typewriter...slowly making your way through a 100-paged fic that he specifically requested of you. Though you technically could stand up and leave...you'd really prefer for your skull to stay in one piece...and not have a bullet put through your temple.

Nick has been staring at you almost the entire time...which only certified in your mind that he is not human. Every time you turn to see if he's still there...like an unmoving fortress, he always is. It's been a solid 8+ hours of you sitting there and writing...and your stomach starts to emit loud sounds of hunger. You pray he didn't hear that, and continue to type away at the dated machine. However, to your dismay, his deep voice chimes in.

"...What page are you on...?"

Nick asks, seemingly trying to speak quietly for you, but his naturally booming voice isn't giving you any favors.

"...uhm..."

You take a moment to review what you have done...it doesn't look like much but it feels like it took AGES to write out...

"About...10? It's not a-"

"That's wonderful, Superstar!"

He cuts you off just as you begin to speak.

Of course, he's going to be ecstatic. You can't fathom why he seems to be so hopelessly in love with whatever you slap on the paper. You're curious..so you begin to speak.

"...uhm...Nick...why do you..take interest in my writing?"

You softly speak, trying to be careful with your words...you can't afford to overstimulate this man.

For a chatty guy...Nick was oddly silent at the ask of this question…or at least for a few seconds.

“I was trying to find a way to ease the boredom and loneliness of this fucking hotel, so…huff…I joined Dumblr and started to search for writing…that was…huff….purposeful…and that could fix me..”

No way in hell your crackfics could change this man...He must've come out of the womb like that. (or...however the hell he was made..)

"...I came across your first post years ago..huff...and fell in love with the way you wrote your love interest....huff...I knew you were talking about me when I wrote all those comments~"

You never looked at comments due to embarrassment...and you honestly didn't think anyone would even care to comment in the first place.

"....you weren't responding to me...huff...so I might've found everything about you in the meantime...huff...just so I could notice you in a crowd...I always will~"

Okay, now it's getting creepy. You hope that by just turning back around and continuing to write maybe he'd shut up...You guess it's sorta your fault for striking up a conversation with the creep.

"All the other writers don't know shit about writing...huff...1k word counts...huff...long and complicated stories that don't make any fucking sense..."

There goes the rambles. You stop typing for a moment to process what the hell he just said. He either is really balls-deep into this fantasy of you being a perfect human...or he's just trying to fluff you up so you'll continue writing for him. He's really delusional, that's it. It's seriously hard to believe your crap was life-changing for Nick.

“Simplicity is the most important part…huff…not describing some stupid walk sequence for 3 sentences…huff…it’s a waste of space..”

"....maybe you just like simpler writing...?"

You softly reply, yet again praying that you didn't accidentally strike a chord with this guy. He stares you down, and even if you aren't looking back at him, you can still feel the burning of his eyes on the back of your head.

"That's possible."

Oh, it's highly probable. He gets so emotional over the tiniest bit of anything, so...He just doesn't need too many words to evoke a reaction...It checks out because you also like to write a straight-to-the-point sorta piece.

"but don't let your mind wander for...huff...too long...my superstar...you've got at least 90+ pages to go~"

Shit, he was right...time to get back to work.

[theamazingdigitalraceway]

Hellooo! A while back, I made an ask thanking you for changing my opinion on showtime! At the time, I almost didn't send it cause I was being paranoid.

But now thanks to caffeine, I feel no fear!

So tell me, what made you prefer showtime as your otp other than.. Idk, buttonblossom or.. Jax x Ragatha (don't remember the ship name. Bunnydoll?)

Well, it all comes down to Caine himself. He's my favorite character in the show. It all started when I was just looking for Caine art back when I first entered the fandom, I couldn't get enough of him.

At the time, the only Caine ship that really stuck out to me was Showtime, so I latched onto it in a pseudo-self-insert kind of way, but by the time I started writing fanfiction, I had familiarized myself with Pomni as a character and I thought.....this could work.

I'm a sucker for AI-falls-in-love or becomes more human because of someone who cares enough. Think Detroit Become Human. (Loved that game) After episode 2, when Pomni shows her full capacity for empathy to an AI such as Gummigoo, that really sent my synapses firing about "What if she did that with Caine?"

So I wrote my first Showtime oneshot, "Creative Liberty" and haven't looked back. Technically I wrote the first few chapters of Raceway first, but that was when I was still familiarizing myself with the characters. I consider Creative Liberty my first real showtime fic.

While Showtime is most certainly my favorite, it's not my only ship. I'm a "multi-shipper" So my brain can easily move around the characters and pair them up in a lot of different ways that I still enjoy. That's why on my main blog I tell people "all ships are welcome." Even the crack ones lol.

Because like Goosworx herself said, "Ship whoever you want, just stop attacking each other!" We're here to have fun! Thank you for your question. This might have been a bit more in depth than you were expecting, but I wanted to answer honestly.

PS- Jax x Ragatha is Bunnydoll and is my second favorite overall ship :3

PSS- The only ship that I'm like eeh on is RoyalCourt (PomnixKinger) especially after episode 3. I ship them in a father-daughter way, It's hard for me to picture them in a romantic sense.

[cherrycherryking]

Wally x gardener puppet? Idk the concept to me seems cute,,,,

the concept is SO cute!! I know it was just supossed to be wally x reader but i looove concepts for welcom home characters!! like, how would you interact with the neighboorhood? what stuff would you teach?

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wally darling x gen!reader (platonic or romantic!) + drawings

Gardener Puppet Reader

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✧You're a puppet like Wally or Julie! Your little house is mostly took over by the garden behind it, and most of your segments take place in your work table.

✧You talk about...well, plants! Easy ways to start kids on gardening with plants like beans or herbs. Your segments crossover to recycling and all things around taking care of the planet.

✧For this reasons you would often appear with Frank when it got to talking about insects or more technicalities about plants like bees or their life cycle! With arts and crafts to reuse trash Julie and Wally would accompany you :)

✧When not in your house you could be seen taking care of the flowers around the neighborhood, stocking food on Howdy's store or bringing fresh produce for Poppy's baking segments!

✧Look!! Its You!!! (or just an outfit idea)

✧Only gray so you can decide the color palette. I also thought it would be funny for you to be a scarecrow but that i leave up to you.

───────────.★..─╮ Wally x Reader part!! ─..★.───────────╯

✧As said before, Wally would appear in your segments about recycled projects

✧I like to think that Wally is really good at all types of paintings but not so much with arts and crafts.

✧Everytime hes your co-host the camera will be looking at you doing an explanation of the steps, cut to wally and:

✧Home has pretty white flowers outside, so you take care of them :) A good couple of episodes start with Wally looking out the windows or getting out of Home and saying finding you there!!

✧One day you decided to gift your friends some pretty plants, and for Wally you decided on an Aloe.

✧He's so so happy with the gift!! He promises to take good care of it.

✧It was nothing really, Wally has always been a dear person to you. He was so calm and smooth and charming that you couldn't help but want to hang around him all of the time.

✧And it seemed he thought the same about you,

✧Your patience with his mess ups, your sweet words of encouragement, the care you took of Home so its flowers and bushes were always healthy made his heart melt!

✧That's why he looked so sad when you opened the door after you heard his knocking.

✧"I am so sorry y/n, the plant you gifted me died :("

✧He kept apologizing but you stopped him, telling Wally it was okay! It wasn't yours but his, and you didnt felt angry or anything.

✧"Aren't you mad at me?" "No, of course not! If anything, i'm more curious about how it got like that..."

✧You gave Wally an Aloe plant on purpose. He was a little uhhhh lost some times! head empty, so you choose a plant that would do just fine with little care.

✧But it seem he took too much care of the Aloe. It got like this thanks to overwatering.

"Its okay" you told him, holding his face on your hands. "You just worried too much for the little guy."

"Oh- haha, I ruined because I overdid it?"

"C'mon! You didn't ruined it. Lets go to the back, i'm pretty sure we can still save the aloe. This time i'm going to give you a better guide to take care of it."

His gaze softened, leaning his head to one of your hands. "That sounds nice..."

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can you tell how excited i got with this? can you tell?!?!?! it was so fun omg

PLEASE!! pleasepleaseplease send me more asks about ideas for you all self insert! tell me if you want a puppet or like a human costar like sesame street.

[rexscanonwife]

for potential art reasons, do you have designs/ideas for Kepler during the Rebels period of time? sending this in as an ask to also give you the opportunity to gush about the bestest padawan there is uwu - @limey-self-inserts

LIMEY MY FRIEND LIMEY 🥺🫶🫶 you're so so sweet and sorry for not getting to this sooner, it's bcs you inspired me! I actually had drawn up a design for Rebels!Kepler, but it was a bit old so I decided to redraw it

So here it is, the first colored pic is 31-year-old Rebels era Kep, and the sketch is of an 18-year-old Kep I did for the Inquisitor!Brea AU but I decided to include it because if you just add the scars he'd retain from being wounded in the escape from Order 66 that'd be what he looks like at that age regardless! (Some more info under the cut, warning for EXTREME angst)

After fleeing the temple with Brea, they eventually both reunite with Rex! And I literally didn't even think of it until just now, but their reunion is probably a very bittersweet one on Kepler's part 0_0 Technically they'd encounter the bad batch first, and I imagine Kep has a...really strong reaction to seeing troopers again after Order 66. He isn't killed in this AU but he IS badly wounded, and disabled for the rest of his life, so I feel as much as Brea panics when seeing them he has a full blown attack that she has to bring him down from.

Eventually he understands that clone force 99 are cool, and they're starting to unravel the mystery of Order 66 but that doesn't mean it'd be easy for him to adjust to having Rex around. They used to be so close, Kep admired him as a male role model more than anyone, but now he flinches every time Rex's hand even brushes his blaster, even though Rex would never ever hurt him now. 😭😭😭

It takes a lot of time for them all to start to recover from the trauma it caused them. But eventually they DO start to feel like the family they always thought they would be, especially when Rex and Brea's first child is born, Kaiza! I really gotta draw more family stuff, but I think when Kep holds her for the first time it finally solidifies in his mind that this is his new life, his true family, and for the first time in a long time (and at least for now) he is safe...

Until ofc Rex leaves for milk (joopas) and doesn't come back but that's another thing entirely 😂😂😂

[writingforfishes]

Hicvember Fav OCs, Fantasies, WiP

Favorite OCs:

aka: easiest to write/have been expressed to be beloved by readers

Otto. I mean, yeah. He was the first. As I live alone, I'll picture Oto hugging me, sometimes. He's, well, part of him is me. Part of him is who I need. And a big part of him is his long torso and squishy belly and long limbs and thick neck that collapses every time a hard hiccup hits him.

The truth is I've already written so much about Otto. Like, you want a creative output based on Otto just scroll a little. I just love how easy going he is about his hiccups and a lot of other things but some things he just fucking crumbles at. I love his balanced calm and but also his vulnerability.

~~~

Atticus is, obviously, a self-insert. They are a more idealized version of myself except they have the same hang-ups and emotional shit I do. Writing them gives me permission to work through my shit in a safer way.

Atticus started as a way to express myself about my fetish healthier. Then, to my surprise, people liked Atticus. I thought I'd write this character as an ever-person motif. They'd be there to witness things. I didn't at any point assume they'd be likeable to the point of actually wanting to know them better. I hadn't prepared myself for that possibility.

(I try not to think too hard about how people liking Atticus might mean people might like me. Atticus is way cooler than me, anyway. Worm's art makes them look absolutely cooler than me.)

~~~

Mark was a SURPRISE to me how much people liked him. He's based on the character from Otto's characters inspiration which I always struggled to connect with. He was just so...sorta...boring and just there to represent the plot. He had his moments, and he was technically the titular character, but he was underwhelming to me without anyone to support him.

Mark veered a little from his inspiration. Mark became more bro. He was way more sensitive. He was way more communicative and vulnerable. But he also ended up turning into this himbo bro I did not intend on turning him into. But for this slice of life fiction I'm writing, it works better as it doesn't hold the same supernatural gravitas the show he came from did.

And, surprise surprise, Mark hiccups! I didn't intend to show Mark's hiccups but damn I'm glad I did.

Mark's gulpy hangover hiccups had been planned for a while before I wrote them. And, really, I love that writing another person's hiccups gives me an opportunity to explore how different one person's hiccups can be from another.

Now, because of you all, I kind of like Mark, too. His stupid pretty face. His stupid pretty mouth. His stupid...dumb brain. His stupid magnificent hiccups...

Fantasies

a hiclet

cw: wet dreams, fast hiccups, arousal

Atticus felt the soft flesh of Otto's belly under their naked body.

They were small, able to lay their entire body on the plush warm surface.

Every hiccup he made send them up and down.

If they wanted Atticus thought they might be able to shrink even smaller into his belly button and cover themselves in the hairs surrounding it. But, no, they'd stay their shrunken size to this point because they could feel the soft pads of fat pounding against their entire being from the powerful muscle contractions underneath.

They could hear the slosh-thump, gulp-thump. It made their member grow hard as they squished deeper into his belly.

"Th-hrk!-ey're co-hrk!-ming s-hrk!hrk!-so f-HUCK!HUCK!HUCK!-fast, At-hilk!-At-hiiilk!-Atticu-HUCK!"

HUCK!HUCK'M!HILK!UCK!UCK!UCK'M

~~~

"Ooooh," Atticus moaned as Otto watched them as they rubbed themselves in their sleep.

The clock maker had come in with a case of hiccups to wake Atticus up with, but it looked like the writer had gotten started without him. His spouse's arousal from the wet dream was putting his in real life hiccups into overdrive as they watched Atticus desperately squirm against themselves.

"He-hilmp!-hey. C-hick'm!-an I get himp'kk! in on th-haup!-that!?" Otto finally said as they rubbed his hand along Atticus' shoulder.

Atticus rolled over and startled, fully awake in an instance as they watched their husband and heard his hiccups. Otto's face watched them with need as they squirmed up and rubbed their eyes as they reached for their glasses to watch Otto without blur.

"Oh my gawd," Atticus muttered. "My dream man is real!"

Otto couldn't help but laugh, worsening his hiccups even more.

"They don't hurt?" Atticus mumbled still waking up.

"N-huck'm! ju-hilmp!-just r-ark!-eally aro-hup!hup!-oused from w-himpk!-watching you. HILMP!HICK!" Otto said and moaned at the end. "They're f-HIMP!-f--faster now HICK'M!-HUP! though! HILK'M!HUCK! Oh..."

He rubbed his chest as Atticus whined.

"Can I...can I ride your...belly?" Atticus asked speaking just above a whisper.

Otto nodded, wincing at the power the hiccups had gained with his quickened heartbeat and faster gulps of air.

That was how Atticus found out that Otto made the best vibrator in the world.

WiP

Literally this is one of my works in progress. I'm not even gonna edit it. Maybe...

This is from a request. I'll post the whole request when I finish the story. But for now, this is where it ends.

~~~

Both Otto and Atticus were stiff and sore from the hike to see birds and have a picnic. They may not have seen the birds they had initially thought they’d see, but the murder of crows that had adopted Otto as their mother was worth the physical exertion used to scale the mountain trail and back down.

Otto’s hiccups had lasted around 15 minutes in total. His ones that morning had been a 10 minute affair. It was unusual that he’d not had at least a third case by this point. If he was going to get the hiccups multiple times a day he usually got them at minimum three or four times. But after dinner he counted the lack of hiccups as a blessing as his stiff body settled down in the bed next to Atticus.

Atticus usually didn’t go to bed early, but it was fair to say the hiking trail owned both of them and even though it might be a while until Atticus fell asleep, laying down beside their boyfriend was all the encouragement they needed to take advantage of the bed and comfort found in it.

“Seriously?! Where’s my watch?” Otto grumbled. “I thought I put it on the nightstand…”

In his exhaustion he felt like he’d been loosing things all day. They were always in the most obvious places when Atticus pointed them out, but his fuse was short when he was tired. Everything seemed like too much effort. He was impatient. He felt Atticus tap his shoulder and he faced them before he could wiped the scowl of frustration off his face.

Wordlessly Atticus tugged at the arm he was using to prop himself on the side of the bed as he sat on the edge. They looked down meaningfully and he followed their gaze as his eyes landed on the leather band around his wrist.

He sighed and rubbed his eyes.

“Thanks…” he said gruffly. “Sorry.”

Fingers fumbling a little more than normal he eventually unbuckled the watch and set it on the nightstand before leaning back onto his pillow. He put both hands on his face with another dramatic sigh.

“I’m just so tired,” he said, muffled from underneath his palms.

“And grumpy,” Atticus noted.

Otto’s hands lowered to give his partner a scowl, offended. Then he sighed a third time as he let his facial features relax.

“Yeah...I guess I’m a little grumpy,” he admitted. “Sorry about that, too.” He winced apologetically.

Atticus chuckled, though, shaking their head as they propped themselves up on their elbow to face him.

“I think I can deal with an adorably grumpy boy next to me,” they said letting their voice hit its lowest octave, amused.

Otto scoffed.

“I’m not...adorable,” he said with a near whine.

“You aaaare,” Atticus teased as they took a finger to the tip of his freckled nose. “Boop!”

He wiped the finger away with a scrunch of his face, which was definitely adorable.

“Stooop!” he said in a definite whine. But he couldn’t stop his face from breaking into a smile finally. He pushed his hand into their face trying to hide the amusement from them.

“Don’t smudge the glasses! Ha! I saw it! I saw you smiling! Grouchy grump smiled!” Atticus announced proudly.

Otto chuckled finally.

“I am grouchy and grumpy!” he declared. “And I’m sore and tired from the hike, too. I want to sleep. Just a nice long sleep.”

“Aww,” Atticus cooed, then. They took off their glasses and placed them on the nightstand on their side before turning around and snuggling into Otto’s chest.

“Then let’s get this guy some sleep. Is it okay if I lay here?” they asked as they rubbed over Otto’s white sleep shirt on his chest with their hand. “If you get too hot I’ll move over. But you’re just so damn comfy.”

Otto chuckled again, despite his mood.

“Yeah, yeah,” he said, ruffling Atticus’ hair.

Never in any other relationship had anyone appreciated the softness of his body like Atticus did. It wasn’t just for comfort; they seemed to genuinely admire it aesthetically, too. It always threw him for a loop the way Atticus spoke about him as if he were actually attractive. Then again, Otto got the impression that Atticus had their own insecurities about their body Otto was more than willing to put to ease. Aesthetically they seemed to be each other’s perfect match despite having more than a foot of height difference between them.

As Atticus’ cheek started to warm the left side of his chest Otto took a breath as he reached up to turn off the lamp when suddenly, “HUCK!”

He felt Atticus startle a little at his side as he groaned feeling the familiar lump in his throat and tightness in his chest as hiccups continued to spasm in his body. This was not a soft case, either. They smacked into his chest and jostled his rib-cage. Soreness from his previous cases was renewed to go along with the muscle soreness from the hike.

“Aw c-HUCK’M!-come on HUP!HUP!-ugh!” Otto exclaimed as he lowered the hand from turning off the light onto his forehead.

Atticus watched as Otto’s head pushed into the pillow with every hiccup. They came on fast and loud. And, from the writer’s position right next to his chest, they were deep and powerful as well. They squelched and squeaked at the end and Otto seemed to grunt to some extent after every one.

“HIMP!-uh, HULP!-uh, HUCK’M!-uh, HLMP!HUCK!HU’UCK!-ugh, dammit!” he said rubbing his chest.

Atticus rubbed his sternum as it pulled in powerfully. They watched his stomach pop sharper than usual. No, this was not a casual attack. The poor guy’s diaphragm had declared outright war. But, guiltily, Atticus still had to fight the wave of arousal. Biologically their nether was buzzing with excitement. But they tamped down the sensation because Otto was not having a good time.

“Are—are you HUCKA!-feeling ar-HU’UP!--” Otto started to asked but Atticus interrupted him.

“I’m ignoring it,” they said with a shake of their head and sincerity in their eyes. They continued to massage his chest and rub down the front of his abdomen as it spasmed violently. “These look painful.”

Otto nodded with a wince.

“A li-HIP!-little. HUP!-HU’UK!-uh,” he said. “I NGK!-was wonder—ING if I would HUP!HUP!-uh, get th—them again! HMK!HMK!MK!-uh. Though I—I got lu-HUCK!-lucky. Guess no—not! HUCK!-HUCK!-HUCK’A!-ugh!”

If they’d just slow down or be a little less hard, he thought. He looked down to a very concerned face looking up at him from his chest. He felt their small but strong hand massaging at the soreness of his chest determinedly.

“I’m ok-HNK!-okay. It HLMP!MK!-it only hurERK!-hurts when I’m—hiccuping HNK’UP!-ugh,” he said.

“You’re hiccuping more than you are breathing,” they insisted, not taking for granted them not stumbling over the word in their insistence.

“Well there’s HU’UP-there’s HUMP’K there’s th—that!” Otto concurred with a nod. “They’ll HU’MP!-go away UCK!-event—eventually. Pro—probably just ups-HEELP!-uh, upset wiHIP!-with me foHUP!-uh, for onl—only getting t-HUP!-two cases i-HIP!-in.”

Atticus’ face still held a look of concern and Otto massaged their scalp through their hair a little bit in hopes of easing that expression.

“They-HU-UP! They’re anno—YIng more th-UMP!-tha-HMP!-than any-HUCK!-anything,” he said. “I juHUCK!st want to slee—eep!”

He chuckled lightly amid more strong hiccups with an eye roll.

[causenessus]

fic authors self rec! ♡ when you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. let’s spread the self-love ♡

I WAS GONNA SAVE THIS TOMORROW BUT I KEEP SEEING OTHERS AND IT'S REALLY REALLY MOTIVATING ME <33 (although i don't think i have five other moots to send this to bc idk who else has done it or had it sent to them...)

HAVE I EVEN WRITTEN FIVE THINGS?? I DEF DO NOT POST A LOT OF ONESHOTS 😭

love notes | suna rintarou

OBVIOUSLY MY NUMBER ONE!!! the premise of the smau is so so important to me <3 i love art so much and graffiti just feels so in character for suna?? and he's such a loverboy?? and the photography plot has just really opened my eyes to the amount of time and effort that goes into the profession!!! oh my god i always think about all the lyrics i picked out <3 and just suna and yn dancing around their problems but still flirting with each other some of my fav chapters definitely have to be chapter 3 and 9 (i have been this 🤏 close to reblogging chapter 9 and just saying paragraph 8 like a thousand times. i wrote that entire little excerpt on a tramway in nyc on the way to roosevelt island) <3 my life while i was writing love notes was really nice and this smau is just so so important to me and i was so happy that others also enjoyed it omg i need to stop yapping <3

try again | sakusa kiyoomi

one of my favorites bc it's basically a self insert 😭😭 it's honestly helped me realize so much about myself and is such a comfort fic for me!! i've read a few fics that seem to capture this feeling of like looking back on a time long ago, which is sort of like fond nostalgia? sort of like if you were married and think back to how you married your spouse, or sitting on a rooftop with your best friend and thinking about how you guys were in your younger days if that makes sense. i love that feeling of it being like your reading a story that happened some time ago, and isn't happening currently, and that's what try again feels like to me. the therapist-client dynamic and messy characters is so important to me, AND U GUYS HAVE NO IDEA WHAT KIND OF SELF INDULGENCE TRAUMA DUMP IS COMING SOON <3 (sorry this sounds so aggressive omg)

see you at the altar | suna rintarou

one of my fav fav drabbles!! it was so sweet and once again just suna being a lover boy is so important to me!! it warms my heart just thinking about being his love and aa <3

new grounds | kageyama tobio

literally sparked my love for kageyama!! and this felt like my first actual smau and i'm still very proud of it and in love with it <3 like it was so cozy and all good vibes!! super self indulgent for me writing about a reader in technical theatre and the friend groups and everything we're so special to me <3 i get so many sort of like just big childhood friend groups vibes from this fic lowk i think i may have to look into making moodboards for it...not to mention how much @cr4yolaas' night shift smau is inspiring me... (shameless plug)(ALSO RYE I HAVE TO SEND THIS ASK TO U!! I NEED TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR SELF RECCS AND THOUGHTS ABOUT YOUR OWN FICS <33 I WILL BE IN YOUR INBOX SOON!!)

cold kisses | kozume kenma

life was also lowk a little enjoyable while writing this smau!! like i remember running around fighting for my life the day of prom because i was trying to get ready AND post a chapter of cold kisses <3 i spent so many nights in a cafe writing this smau, i remember the exact seat of the cafe i was sitting in while outlining the smau, i remember working at my last job on dish, and having to stop and pull out my phone to write down ideas, and my manager passing me by and giving me a weird look <3 sorry i guess i associate times in my life a lot with my works although i think that's kind of cool!! i also loved the entire premise of this smau ofc <3 all sparked by how much figure skating tiktok inspired me <3

[jess--posting]

(rules and other info under the cut, last updated 10/27/24) (interacts from @kirbytripledeluxe)

IMPORTANT NOTES 🌿

🍄: jess, they/them, 25

^^ heres their ref. anyway

there are now technically four characters on this blog (even if i dont exist in pikposting) so the tagging system may be a bit confusing! stuff may get mixed up! heres a quick guide including how i color code their posts:

🐟: me! toast or kirby, per/it, 18

🌼: oatchi, he/him, idk!! (was for an april fools prank LMAO i dont think hes staying here)

💮: hope or beep, she/her, not even one years old

ive beaten pikmin 4 as of 4/26/24!!! spoilers are fine!

inactivity spikes may happen due to plurality, disability, and ,, my generally exhausting existence. sorry about that!! as a side note if i overstep or act weird or flood the tags TELL ME.

jess is NOT a sona or a self-insert, just my avatar in pik4, though i do project onto them quite a bit 👍

RULES 🌿

1. obviously no nsfw. while jess is an adult and technically allowed to do that, not only are they asexual but im not at all comfortable with nsfw of my ocs unless were close and very explicit permission is given. and... yeah no i dont give permission for them. suggestive jokes are fine as long as theyre not directed AT them.

2. please dont get me involved in em/eto topics . i have a severe phobia of that

3. other rookies are completely fine to interact!

4. if i slip and misgender jess (i sometimes accidentally use she/her) let me know please!!! ill do the same! though do still note that jess is a trans girl, not nonbinary. pronouns≠gender but i understand the confusion

5. please no alcohol/drug abuse stuff outside of jokes (i.e. the scary weed), other characters using it is fine

6. ask before doing wizard/magic anon stuff ok ? (assuming were already in contact, if were not then dont worry about it)

TAGS 🌿

ic 🍄/🌼/💮: posts by a character

ic answer 🍄/🌼/💮: answered asks by a character

putting them in situations 🍄: rp (←feel free to mute, i use the long post tag once they start getting long but i have a list of the finished ones at the end of this anyway)

jess images 🍄: self explanatory, often reblogs from my art account! i love drawing them!

about jess 🍄: info i share sometimes

ooc 🐟: posts by me

ooc answer 🐟: answers by me

and if you need anything trigger tagged tell me! ill tag it as "tw ___" (flashing lights will just be tagged as "flashing lights")

RP LIST 🌿

3/21/24-3/23/24 🍄 — puddle going through it

3/23/24 🍄 — taking amalgam home

3/24/24-3/26/24 🍄 — lumiknoll moment

3/31/24 🍄 — super mario shaky tower hell

4/22/24 💮 — cherry brings hope and oatchi back to the base!

5/14/24-5/16/24 🍄 — (MAJOR WARNING FOR BODY HORROR + GORE) great job everyone we killed jess

6/6/24-6/14/24 💮 — hope and yonny and kingsly and oatchis great adventure

6/14/24 🍄 — hi jess :) ←pretending it hasnt been over 2 months

6/17/24-6/18/24 🍄 — THE GUILT IS NEVERENDING🔥🔥🔥

OTHER BLOGS 🌿

@heroleaf-posting

@pond-blogging

@groovylonglegs-blogging

@eyewraith-posting

@fritz-posting

[yael-art-den]

Oc ask time. Whats a random oc you got

Ooo, I think everyone already knows about the two Main Baras (Rowan. Wanderer) and the token twink (Mikh) so im gonna talk about a dude I dont post/draw much about lately but it's a very dear character!!!! This man

Yael is technically not my OC but Crystal's (my partner), but I count him as one of my own since he's quite literally designed to be my self-insert. Yael and Crystal are two of our most beloved OCs, and we use them EVERYWHERE, especially as online nicknames or in games where we can create our own sonas (Stardew, Sims, etc).

This is an old reference. He is now fatter and taller.

He shares my ASD, bisexuality and cottagecore love. Crystal (irl) is taller than me so part of the joke is that he's one of the biggest OCs we have; and Crystal (The elf) is around my irl size.

(This is a doodle I made for his ranchersona in Stardew!!!)

Lore-Wise, he's a Firbolg in Crystal's setting, called Midgard or Pangea depending on the timeline. In there, Firbolg are actually closer to ents and dryads than to giants; they have a lifespan similar to elves and are extremely tall. Yael used to be somewhat of an alchemist and nature researcher before getting into the most bloody turbo-divorce ever; lived homeless for a while with his daughter and is now somewhat leading a revolt against the city of Zobeck's townsguards and government. He is also currently dating crystal, a Shadowfey elf made out of glass(?) but this is not about her!!!!

(Anyways this is them, courtesy of royalsea's old patreon)

He's the kind of man i want to grow up as. Extremely hot role model. Has a pet goat and an abandoned greenhouse he chills in and is extremely strong and getting fatter by the day. Peak man tbh

(Chibis by dakimchi art!)

[lustlovehart]

monster!twst au so good i want 500 chapters with side stories ASAP!!

Thank you anon for the praise <3. Honestly, I was not expecting Monster!Twst to reach so many people, I think as of right now the Monster!List is actually at 900 notes?? Whenever something gets more than 200 notes i’m so thankful that people enjoy what I write, considering most of it is self indulgent, so even when i’m just inserting things I personally want into the au, knowing others like my writing/art is so gratifying.

With how many requests and asks I get typically about monster!twst, and the amount of writing I have for future chapters, I’m sure you’ll get your wish dear anon ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎. And it’s a huzzah today as my technical difficulties have been fixed and I can finally get back to it! I just have to find my motivation and get out of the procrastination slump I put myself in after my short break (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

I’m currently working on angsty azul fic for a request, which i’m really looking forward to as I have a heavy love for guys with tentacles. (It is unknown to the world, but for 4 years I had a very bad obsession with Tamaki Amajiki…)

[don-a-tron9000]

ok just not gonna think about it and make an intro post in one sitting (will probably edit and add stuff later but who cares)

Greetings, internet!

oh gasp! how shocking you might be thinking! another donatello rise of the tmnt fictionkin! (what am i even saying anymore, i'm just rambling at this point)

hello! i'm donnie. slash crow. slash dee. slash dontron. slash [insert another thousand nicknames you could come up with]. as i've already said, i'm a donnie fictionkin and i use they/it/he + neos pronouns (i'm also a fox and crow therian (oh my god i said the name of my main account (it's @crow-the-fox and you should check it out because i post most of my art there and i'm so cool /j (shameless self promotion has now left the chat))))

under this is my kinfam, as leo called it

the one and only future boy, CJ (also known as the rabbit boi and some others)! -> @apocalyptic-future-boy @parasitic-anomaly @rabbit-parasite (hey parasite if me tagging any of these bothers you or you don't want them there you just tell me ok? /gen)

my annoying twin dressed in blue! -> @anezian

peepaw leo -> @dis-in-disaster

the old tello -> @aster-in-disaster

technically not in the kinfam but my brain twin gets a mention too SHUTOUT TO THE BLOB THAT LIVES IN MY WALLS! -> @randomcerealbrand

uhhh there will be boundries and tags and stuff under the cut but not right now cause i'm tiiredd

oh hey you passed the barrier before there was anything, you get a comically large lollypop

[nightcolorz]

Hiii. I love your acc and the analyses you've made of TVC characters; reading your posts has expanded and helped me articulate the ideas I already had. Anne Rice as an author was very revealing, I mean, by reading her books and analyzing the characters and their dynamics, you get a lot of information about her as a person. That's very interesting. I think all authors put a bit of themselves into their works, but with Anne Rice it feels more personal, maybe because there are quite a few books following the same characters. What do you think?

omg thank you so much 🥹❤️ the makes me so happy. I agree wholeheartedly with ur take on Anne rice. The books are suuuper personal, sometimes to the point where I almost feel like I shouldn’t have access to them 😭 like I’m reading someone’s weird diary. I think this was because her writing functioned as her only outlet. like iwtv was so visceral and sad bcus it was such a raw unfiltered expression of her grief, and the rest of the books all follow the same format (to varying degrees of quality lol).

When it comes to the characters, she was open about how every character is in some way representative of a part of her (especially Lestat and Louis). U can analyze for days how Louis and lestats evolutions r akin to witnessing evolutions of Anne rices mental health, Louis her former self insert created during probably the darkest time in her life later becoming a representation of what she considers the worst parts of herself that she is ashamed of and being basically cut from the series, and Lestat going from an embodiment of her fraught relationship with her husband in iwtv to in tvl a power fantasy who she wishes she was like to at the same time a mouth piece for her existential dread and loneliness and anxieties

The way that lestats religious crisis and manic breakdown from Memnoch to blood canticle aligns perfectly with Anne rice’s own religious crisis and sudden shift in her work is so crazy to me😭 and then there’s Anne rice literally using Lestat as a blatant mouth piece to scream at the audience in the iconic blood canticle opening monologue of course, how could we forget. A lot of the time the personal nature of these books makes the technical quality of them worse, but even still it is one of the major reasons why I love them so much. Part of it is that reading something so personal and unfiltered, where u get the impression that the author wasn’t thinking at all about how it would come off to people while writing it, makes it feel almost more real to me? Or more authentic? Reading tvc sometimes makes me feel like I’m reading actual history or personal accounts from real people. And the bad writing and offensiveness and heaps of bullshit and the pages of unrelated tangents adds to this in a way 😭. Like yeah this is exactly what reading a biography by a hundreds of years old vampire would be like lmao.

I love interpreting themes in these books so much because I often feel like Anne rice didn’t place them there on purpose. She had a very “I’ll just write whatever is in my mind and the themes will happen on there own” approach, and they did! and for someone like me analyzing it is super rewarding. Figuring stuff out that the author wasn’t even aware of, basically. Tvc are rich with meaning in a way that only these books are, and the personal nature and the lack of thought into meaning or themes is I think majorly responsible. For me when it comes to fiction, I like to do the work. And Anne rice throwing her personal as hell freak sex vampire yaoi with the most agonizing portrayals of trauma and mental illness ever no editing no forethought out into the world definitely gives me room to do the work 😭

Also, I tend to really only enjoy art if I feel like it is a messy reflection of the creator. I’m not sure why but I can never really get into something unless I can see some of the creators flaws or baggage reflected in the work 😭 I feel like art isn’t rlly art to me if I don’t feel like a know the person who made it a little too well after seeing it. There’s something really special about finding out the worst parts of someone in a book, honestly. I love reading these and being like there is so much wrong with this woman and I know way too much about it 😭 she’s horrible but I’ve lived in her mind and I don’t wanna leave.

I admire in a way Anne rices unhinged abandon with how blatantly vent-like and unfiltered her books were (literally unedited 😭). She got extremely lucky making a career from it, typing out all her insane thoughts and feelings into gay vampires and becoming rich and famous. A girl can only dream for that life, I do that shit for free on a03. I don’t think I’ve ever encountered anything published that has the same energy as tvc in this way. The only thing that comes close would be like, a quotev fan fiction I read for laughs written by a ten year old in 2010 who is unintentionally revealing way too much to me about their semi concerning home life 😭. It’s wonderful! Thank u Anne rice for ur beautiful scary lack of shame u have given me so many things to write about on tumblr

[multi-fandomsfreak]

Sonic.EXE Self Insert/OC:

Back at it again with another oc but this time it’s sonic. I don’t know if you guys remember but if you followed my previous account before I accidentally deleted it I had a Sonic.EXE self insert but I didn’t provided much detail on it besides a sketch. Now I decided to go more in detail in it and create it as a self insert/OC. This was mostly inspired by Monika from Ddlc since I actually had the idea from when I first played Ddlc back in 2020/2021. Hope you like it. ~Blaze/Dawn

Name:

- Dawn The Cat

- Dawn.CIH

- Chernobyl

+ Meaning:

- One of my online name (I didn’t want to name it Blaze so people don’t confused with the actual Blaze The Cat)

- One of my online name + CIH (another name for Chernobyl)

- Named after the computer virus with the same name

Pronouns:

- Dawn The Cat + Dawn.CIH = Any Pronouns

- Chernobyl = Technically none since he doesn’t have a gender (but gets referred to as male due to his preferred form)

Height:

- Dawn The Cat = 4ft1

- Dawn.CIH + Chernobyl = ???

Weight:

- Dawn The Cat = 40kg

- Dawn.CIH + Chernobyl = ???

Personality:

- Dawn The Cat = Pretty much like me in IRL

- Chernobyl = Chernobyl is pretty much known for being a surprisingly calm and collected character. However he kind of loses himself when things aren’t going his way which is rare. He always thinks about his choices, considering the advantages and disadvantages to each situation making sure it turns in his favour. He’s also very sadistic but he isn’t outright about it (compared to other EXE characters who are also sadistic). He has an extreme hatred for humans. This mostly stems from his views on his creator but now he just assumes everyone is the same. He’s also very manipulative and surprisingly very convincing. Able to convince even the most stubborn characters. He also isn’t afraid to blackmail or guilt trip people, often using people’s own words to get his way or when he is losing control of said person.

Powers:

- Dawn The Cat = Martial Arts + Magic Arts

- Dawn.CIH + Chernobyl = Empathetic Manipulation + Teleportation + Telepathy + Text Manipulation + Batterfield Removing + Body Control, Perception Manipulation, Transmutation, Sound Manipulation, Time Paradox Immunity, Malfunctions Manipulation, Data Manipulation, Technology Manipulation.

Weakness:

- Chernobyl pretty much relies on the game he originates from. He can go onto other games he just prefers the one he was created from. He relies on the files provided in the game of not just him but other characters that are in the game. So if the characters files have been deleted or tampered with he pretty much loses control (unless he was the cause of it). It’s especially worst if his file is the one being tampered with or deleted. He can be deleted but it’s not temporary for now.

Likes:

- Sonic Series

- Dawn The Cat (Kind of like Lord X obsession over sonic)

Dislikes:

- His creator

- Humans

Backstory:

- It all started with Chernobyl creator Mary and her friends. Mary as well as her three other friends had just recently graduated from college with a degree in coding. At first she didn’t know what to do like everyone who just graduated from school. So she ended up playing some sonic games to get her mind off of it. That’s when it hit her, she should create a sonic fangame. So she ended up calling up her friends and told them her idea. Eventually she managed to convince them and headed on their way. However at some point along the way Mary ended up creating an error in the code and created Chernobyl. She figured there wouldn’t be any harm having him there so she ended up using him to finish off the game but disguised her true intentions. Eventually though Chernobyl figured it out and decided to kill her inside the game as well as her friends who were somewhat unaware to certain extent who Chernobyl was. He decided to finish the game himself and pretty much kill anyone who comes in contact with him and his game through the characters provided in the game (characters: Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Amy, Dawn [Main host], Eggman).

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