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If you're comfortable answering, how would you describe Sophia and your relationship with her? ☺️
Oh gosh, well, lemme try.
Sophia is Wisdom. Not just a personification or an embodiment of it, but the path to it. I think through this Wisdom, we can strive for better things for ourselves and the collective of humanity and earth and the world around us. It could even bring an individual closer toward "transcendence" or something like that, where our soul finally finds it's full way back to ultimate Oneness spiritually? But first, Oneness comes materially; I feel like that's the Wisdom test, really.
Anyway, she's also like, the mom to our mom. Since I was raised by my grandmother, both Earth and Sophia give me "your grandma, but raises you like a practiced mom" feelings and so I cherish both very much. And to make things harder to formulate into words, Sophia in all her wise momness gave us a creator/crafter to give us earth and the universe and our entire existence.
And like a good mom, "bridges" the gap between the self still forming and the self still growing and the self that finds completion.
So I guess that's how I would describe my relationship with Sophia.
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Hi hi! I hope you're doing well, I read fits on ao3 and I've been kinda wanting to tell you for awhile now that the way you've developed ayame into her own person has inspired me to come up with my own oc! If I ever make content with my oc in it I'll let you know!
I can't really describe it, but I've just fallen in love with the way you've made sure ayame gets to develop in her own unique but realistic ways. She's grown so much! There's just something about that has motivated me to develop an oc myself. Hope you're enjoying your break! Much love!! 💜💜
(Btw since you like yoongi, have seen any of the agust d tour footage? I wish I got tickets haha)
!!!!!!!!! this is!!!!!!! i don't know how to reply!!!!!!!! I'm so happy that u like ayame and that she's even inspired u to create an oc too!!!!!!! ocs are all so very precious and i look forward to seeing any and all content u make of ur precious oc!!!!!!!!
(sorry it's taken me this long to answer TwT; i've just kept reading and re-reading this ask cos it fills me with all kinds of fuzzies fiensisj i see u n understand u, inosuke. fuwa fuwa to the MAX)
ayame is hands down one of my most-developed ocs that i've ever published. (fujiko would be the second ig????) it really warms my heart that the effort i've put into her development really shines through! i'll be honest that even i'm surprised by the growth ayame shows, even though i shouldn't be. this is super egoistic of me to say, but she inspires me too with her grit and determination. there isn't a day that i regret writing her, because i feel like i've grown a little through witnessing her journey too!
i'm very much enjoying my break! thank u for asking! i hope you're having a lovely day and week too!
(i haven't seen the tour footage cos i'm a coward and a fool. but i also can't believe i'm missing the opportunity to see agust d live and in person. the ticket prices were just too high though...... and i don't have the stamina to fight for tickets anymore TwT even if it is to see yoongi TWT)
#anonnie#fits asks#omg anonnie i hope i get a chance to see ur oc!#i love adopting ocs as my nieces or nephews or uhhhh niblings? whatever the gn version of sibling's child is#to this day i'm still surprised when people like ayame ckensksnwk#me as a writer#fog in the summertime#fits#thank u for this ask!#it was really lovely
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#95 for the Spotify wrapped ask! 😊
ANDANTE IN C MINOR - NICHOLAS BRITELL
because 2022 was the year i discovered succession and became an absolute mad lad for the ost.
#dash games.#spotify wrapped game#at least 50% of my spotify wrapped is score pieces#succession has suuuuch a good one#thank u for this ask!
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Your art gives me so much joy! Have you done Force Ghost Anakin meeting his adopted grandbaby Grogu?
oh no, worst ever meet your new grandpa in the history of ever
(commission info // tip jar!)
#also thank u omg!!#grogu#luke skywalker#anakin skywalker#baby yoda#the mandalorian#star wars#my doods#force ghosts#thanks for the ask!#askbox closed
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Hi, I love your art! Would you ever consider drawing the Fab Five as adults?
hell yeah
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I'm always pushing you away from me / but you come back with gravity / and when I call, you come home
#my art#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#yuji itadori#megumi fushiguro#itafushi#fanart#jjk fanart#jujutsu kaisen fanart#jjk spoilers#jjk manga spoilers#jjk leaks#yuuji#megumi#deleted scene gege told me#god im not over 266 i will never ever ever be over 266#im so incredibly unwell abt them i cant believe this is the timeline we live in#itafushi friday....itafushi everyday.....#decided 2 forgo my usual miku and broke out the emo playlist fr this one . breaking my own heart :3#how many itfs embraces do i need to draw until i successfully manifest it in canon#gege i beg i plead pls let them H U G#they r so traumatized they r so touch starved pls hug pls contact pls Holds/Is Hold#anyway if megumi's height is inconsistent no it isn't <3 if he looks like 2 completely different ages no he doesnt <33#......kids r Hard guys gomen i tried my best#honestly it's probably not even that bad i think its the arm angle in the first one thts throwing me#i had to play around w it so much that i think im just tired of looking at it#megumi voice whatever !!!!!#thats not important the important thing is Itafushi Hug#and i do believe i met my quota in that regard#also yes my pen pressure Is still dying thank u fr asking but i did this fr them Anyway pls clap
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tumblr ate the ask before i could publish it 😭
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to hold me like water,
or christ, hold me like a knife
#IS THIS TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR#PLS I JUST NEED THEM TO HUG LIKE THIS#anyways#good omens#good omens fanart#aziracrow#crowley#aziraphale#crowley fanart#aziraphale fanart#good omens spoilers#art#my art#SO MANY PEOPLE LIKE THIS OH MY GOD THANK U I DIDNT EXPECT THIS
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can you do Midna my beloved please 🥺
you have such pretty art and are definitely one of my idols :)
u know what. yes i can 🩵
#zelda#legend of zelda#zelda fanart#midna#twilight princess#twilight princess midna#zelda twilight princess#zelda tp#true form midna#dae answers#answered asks#thank u for the request! & that means a lot that u enjoy my art 🩵#please remember that i do not accept requests unless I specifically ask for them!#i will very likely make this into a sticker design later on#prob draw a zelda & a link one too#i love midna very much & don’t get the chance to draw her often enough
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your fish girls are so everything to me i love them thank you for putting them into this world
im so glad everyone likes them..
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Is everything ok
nothing has been ok since i turned 12 but thank u for asking!
#nah genuinely thank u for asking i'm just going insane#novembers r always especially shitty for me#i'll get over it#i think#asks#°
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excuse me, ms. Darly but could we get a short lwh!fam like this https://www.instagram.com/reel/C5a8Ngzt3Xg/?igsh=MTYydm1xamt0eXo2Mg==
pairing: dilf!jungkook x reader
summary: jungkook has a habit of snoring, and nabi had enough of it.
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Nabi is a very clingy baby.
Very cuddly, too.
So most nights, she somehow finds her way into your and Jungkook’s bedroom.
It's almost like she has a sixth sense for when you're about to settle into bed, starting to cry and whine to get your attention.
And almost always, Jungkook comes back with Nabi cradled in his arms, her fake tears still glistening in her eyes as he carries her into bed.
You remind him that it's not good to let her get used to this habit, and he always defends it by saying he can't resist letting her sleep with you both. "Her big tired eyes melt me into letting her sleep with us."
Jungkook finally gets to experience firsthand what it means to turn putty at the sight of round, sparkly doe eyes.
And just as Nabi has a habit of wanting to sleep between her parents, Jungkook has a habit of snoring. Every night. Though he claims he doesn't snore as loudly when you complain and you always give him an incredulous look, snarling back, "how would you know?"
All three of you are cuddled up in bed, Jungkook’s snores richocheting off the walls as you're deep in sleep—except for Nabi.
She's squirming in bed, the covers getting pulled and tugged with the movements of her little body, which causes you wake up. Your eyes flutter open.
You just catch the moment when Nabi raises her tiny hand and smacks it against Jungkook’s cheek just enough to create a soft echo of the slap.
Jungkook's snoring comes to an abrupt halt.
He grumbles, shifting to adjust his position and escape whatever just hurt him, all while keeping his eyes closed.
You stifle a giggle as you watch him groggily scratch his cheek. Nabi's big, curious eyes drift to your smiling face, and she wriggles her way back to you.
"Good job, Nabi," you whisper, pulling her close. She snuggles into your side, her little fingers curling around your chest as she nestles in.
"Did she just hit me?" Jungkook mumbles, still half-asleep, his voice thick with confusion.
You laugh softly, brushing a hand through Nabi's silky hair.
"Your snores annoyed her," you say, giggling. "See, you are very loud."
"Nabi's ruthless," he huffs.
Jungkook cracks one eye open, glancing at the two of you cuddled up together.
"Traitor," he mumbles, pouting in mock betrayal. But he quickly switches back, leaning in to drop a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Sorry, baby. Dad didn't mean to be so loud. I'll let you sleep now, yeah?"
Nabi lets out a little yawn, her tiny mouth stretching wide as she snuggles deeper into your side. The sight of her small, sleepy face and the way her eyelashes flutter as she fights to keep her eyes open melts both you and Jungkook.
Jungkook shifts to make more room, his arms wrapping around you and Nabi in a protective, cosy embrace.
You rest your head against Jungkook’s shoulder, the three of you nestled together in a perfect cuddle pile. As Jungkook’s breathing gradually synchronizes with Nabi’s, he kisses your forehead, his touch tender and loving.
"Love you, and I'm sorry."
"Love you, and it's okay," you whisper back.
#darly asks#fic: long way home#thank u for sending this in bestie !!!!#dilf jungkook#jungkook fanfic#jungkook scenario#jungkook x reader#jungkook x you#jungkook fluff#jungkook imagine#jungkook drabble#jungkook#jeon jungkook#dilf bts#bts x you#bts x reader#bts imagine#bts scenario#bts drabble#bts fanfiction
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so while i was writing the book, i became violently suicidal.
this was mostly due to the fact that i had a very bad reaction to some meds and my brain stopped producing any serotonin. also i was in the last semester of grad school where it's actually illegal to feel anything but dread. so it wasn't going well.
somewhere in the fog of it i became aware i needed help. nobody was taking clients or my insurance. i didn't want to do inpatient care - it wasn't right for my needs. there's not really an "in between" stage between "inpatient" and "no care," but i was trying to do the right thing. i was trying to activate the chain of command that was my emergency plan. i knew i needed help now.
i used betterhelp.
i know, i know. i'm a straight-A student and so smart and so clever, how could i ever use something so blatantly bad. to be honest with you, i didn't feel particularly keen on it from the getgo - things that seem too good to be true usually are. also, if something online is free, the price is usually your privacy.
the thing is that there was kind of a global pandemic happening at the time and i worked 5 jobs alongside of being a fulltime student and also like writing a book on the side. it is a miracle that i even thought about getting help. i would love to tell you i had the mental wherewithal to like, process whether this was the right choice for me. mostly i was desperate. i was so suicidal that i was trying to find a reason to stay inside of fortune cookies. i was the kind of suicidal that looks like splatterpaint. i hadn't been that bad in an entire decade.
they took my data. i gave them it freely. somewhere out there, they have a dossier on me. on everything i survived. my story in little datapoints, scattergraphed beautifully.
the first woman told me that really i should be grateful, because (and this is a direct quote): "at least you're not anne frank." i said that i felt that statement was antisemitic, as anne frank's life and experience shouldn't be compared to like, a nonbinary lesbian in western massachusetts. the therapist said that i should try to use lucid dreaming to try to picture myself in an actually scary situation, like running from nazis.
i applied for another therapist. i was willing to accept the possibility that there was a bad apple in the bunch. the next therapist and i even laughed about how inappropriate that statement was. and then, in our next session: the new therapist said if i was struggling with body image issues, i should just work harder on my appearance. she spent 3 sessions in a row talking about how she was grieving, and made me memorize facts about her grandmother so "she can live on through my clients."
i am a three's-a-charm kind of person. okay, so what if the last person made me uncomfortable. i figured it was just a misunderstanding of priorities - she had felt she was sharing with me, i had felt like i had to take care of her. i applied for another therapist.
the last woman asked me to help her pray. she bowed her head. i stared at her, frozen, while she said: lord, i beg you: cure her. take the pain of being gay away from her.
i spent somewhere between 2.5 and 3 months on betterhelp. in that whole time, i was not getting the professional help i so desperately needed, even though i was fucking trying.
in the end, i survived this because i finally could get off the meds that were literally killing me. a request for a real therapist finally went through. i survived because my friends saved my life. because nick let me sob myself dry in his arms. because maddie took the razors out of my room when i asked them to. because grace slept over in my bed for like 3 weeks in a row since nobody trusted me not to hurt myself when i was alone. i survived because i got fucking lucky. because even when i was desperately suicidal, i was too old and too self-aware to take "you need to be prettier" as good advice.
the thing is that there's a 19 year old me who isn't like that. who would have heard "just think about how grateful you should be" and said - oh, i see. i would have assumed that is what it means to be in therapy: the same thing my abusers used to tell me. that i am just pretending and lazy. that i am ugly and unworthy.
betterhelp positioned itself to take advantage of an incredibly vulnerable community. it preys on desperation. it knows it is serving people who are not doing well mentally. it saw that there is a huge need for real, immediate, compassionate mental health care: and then it fucking takes your money and privacy.
i still get their ads on instagram. last night i watched as a woman in a pool pretends to talk to a different woman. they discuss her anxiety.
there's a 19 year old version of me, and she didn't survive this. she was too tired, and drowning. i almost fucking died. this thing almost fucking killed me.
in the ad, the woman playing the therapist takes a note on a clipboard and then nods once, sagely.
i have to admit it's a pretty scene. the steam and light coming off the pool water lands on the actresses. like this, it almost looks baptismal, holy.
#writeblr#the book....#coming soon#hey so if ur someone who has ever said “you need to write a book”#i wrote the book#it's ... probably the best thing ive ever written#this is maybe too honest lol#okay to reblog thank you for asking i love u i am in love with u our wedding will be in may
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whos he texting?🤨
#up next on top ten worst type of people you could ever meet……#also thanks for all the sweet asks and stuff it really makes me happy that people enjoy my art 🤗 if theres anything u think would be fun lmk#always open for requests!!!#do not excpect too muxh from me tho…… hopefully i dont disappear for another year like last time 😅😓#just kidding#my art#obey me#omswd#obey me!#levi obey me#omswd leviathan#obey me leviathan#obey me levi fanart#levi om#omswd levi#levi#leviathan
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earth do you have any spare alhaitham thoughts 🥺 thinking ab him a little extra hard tonight 😵
nothing but fluff, reader and al-haitham are engaged, so much banter.
"What do you think about inviting Nahida to our wedding?"
Al-Haitham looks at you incredulously, blinking slowly to register your question. You know a lengthy discussion is imminent when he uncrosses his leg, a habit of his whenever he needs to prepare for a conversation that requires most of his attention.
"You don't mean Lesser Lord Kusanali, do you?" He asks and you nod, as if it is typical to invite a god to one's wedding. "Dear, do you understand what you are asking right now?"
"I do," you sit down beside him, Zaytun peach in one hand and a small knife in the other, cutting up slices that you feed him.
"Then do you realise how ludicrous your question is?"
"I think you are overcomplicating it."
His book snaps shut. "Am I? Or is it appropriate because you just suggested inviting an archon to our very ordinary wedding?"
"You still think you're ordinary after overthrowing a corrupt government and being promoted by said archon?"
"You're crazy," Al-Haitham murmurs, shaking his head with an affectionate smile, one that he always likes to conceal by pressing a kiss to your cheek.
You poke his side gently. "Then we are cut from the same cloth."
"That does not diminish your madness."
Still, you persist. "Well, you haven't said anything in response to my suggestion."
"I called you crazy."
"You haven't said anything I want to hear."
Once again, he sighs, but the noise is too airy to hold any true malice. "Even if I reject your idea, you would personally go to the Sanctuary of Surasthana and deliver the invite yourself."
Instead of answering, you merely feed him another slice of the Zaytun peach, smile growing more and more mischievous.
There is a reason Al-Haitham wants to spend the rest of his life with you. The bouts of delightful juvenility paints endless blotches of colour on his plain canvas, carving a certain feeling of warmth and admiration in his chest that no one else has managed to recreate.
No one compares to you, and he's certain no one ever will because even after all these years of knowing and loving you, every moment he spends with you is as priceless as divine knowledge. Even when you ask ridiculous questions that perplex him greatly.
"How do you even deliver messages to the Sanctuary of Surasthana?" You wonder.
A kiss to your temple halts your thinking. "Let's find out another time. How did this idea of inviting Nahida spring about?"
You shrug. "I was merely thinking back. She's always been so thoughtful and kind to her subjects, even when the Akademiya hid her from us. Then the idea of inviting her made itself quite at home."
"I see," he hums. "Ever so thoughtful."
"Maybe it's a good omen for our partnership to invite an archon. She won't have to bring a present, her presence alone is enough."
Al-Haitham huffs. "My faith in our relationship exceeds that of a good omen, but I agree."
"Aww, you love me that much?"
"Do you still doubt me?"
"Still?" You parrot. "Darling, I've never doubted you."
"I'd like to contest that. Remember when you were vehemently against me resigning as the Acting Grand Sage?"
You feed him another slice. "It gave me bragging rights! Who else could claim that their hot boyfriend-now-fiancé was the Grand Sage?"
"So you prefer when I'm away at the Akademiya working tirelessly from dawn to dusk?"
"Well, no," you set the knife and pit of the peach down before throwing your arms around his neck, pressing yourself close to him. "I prefer having you all to myself."
Al-Haitham huffs triumphantly and you stay pressed close to him for a while, watching as he returns to his novel. He flips back to his exact page despite the lack of a bookmark.
"I'll be sure to send the invite to Nahida tomorrow."
"Alright."
Two days later, you wake to a message written in beautifully precise handwriting on Al-Haitham's blackboard.
'Can Wanderer be invited too? - Nahida'
© EARTHTOOZ 2024, do not steal, translate, repost my fics and do not recommend my fics onto any other site.
#thank u for ur ask alexis ^-^#alhaitham x reader#al-haitham x reader#al haitham x reader#genshin impact x reader#genshin x reader
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art is the MESSIEST kisser ever like if u make out his spit is literally everywhere. like he'll kiss u on the mouth then keep on kissing ur neck but w the wettest kisses ever. and i JUST KNOW he def drools. like when u give him head and his head is resting against a pillow, he's so lost in it that he can't even think. like the only thing he can do anymore is whimper and moan like a little bitch. and when u look at him u see him drooling all over the pillow😭
art donaldson has a messy mouth. he drools when it feels too good, he kisses with almost too much tongue when he's desperate, and his warm, eager lips are always on your skin whenever he gets a chance to touch you properly.
he practically salivates like a thirsty puppy on a hot day. it pools under his tongue whenever he catches a glimpse of the more intimate areas of your soft skin; the nape of your neck, your stomach, your inner thighs. and he has to try desperately to swallow it down when you two are in public and he can't get his lips on you.
the first time you and art made out, it was very sloppy. you thought this mightve been a result of minor inexperience on his part, or nervousness, or excitement, so you let it happen. you let him moan into your open mouth and grab at your shirt while he slid his pink tongue over yours. you let his sticky saliva mix with yours as your mouths mashed together. you let him kiss you and kiss you and kiss you until he came in his pants.
the whole ordeal lasted about 7 minutes.
after that, you had assumed that—in time—he'd get more reserved with his mouth as you two continued to be intimate.
but this didn't happen.
if anything, he only got more comfortable with you, and thus only became more orally-fixated and messy with his mouth.
he liked to suck on your fingers during sex.
he liked to slather your arousal with his spit when he went down on you.
he liked to kiss you wetly all over your body before bed.
he liked yearned for it all.
when you'd give him head, your slick lips bobbing over his tip and swallowing salty dribbles of precome, he'd drool all over whatever was near his mouth. it was just too hard to focus on not drooling when the warmth of your tongue got him close so fast. his eyes would get lidded and his knees would grow weak and his mind would turn to mush the second you started to blow him. sometimes you'd have to hold his hips to keep him steady. he was very predictable.
one thing you two like to do together is have art get on all fours on the bed, knees spread apart with his cock hard and hanging between his thighs. his hands will go up and squeeze onto the pillows as he lowers his head and lets you jerk him off.
it’s kinda demeaning, in a way; being milked like a cow.
but you like doing it to him, and he likes whatever you like, so he loves this.
when your hand starts to stroke his cock, strings of pre leaking from his slit, his arms will usually start to shake. it'll start at his shoulders, and then go down to his elbows, and then end when his wrists can't hold him up anymore. he'll let himself collapse down onto the cushions without more than a whine of protest and a renewed tint of pink across the bridge of his nose. his head will lay on one side of his face, his lips parted to let out whimpers and whines as his hips jolt, and then it’ll start.
he’ll drool.
all over.
down the side of his face, over his bottom lip, down his chin. it all happens depending on how his head is positioned. but he always, always, always slobbers on the pillow a little.
just as his eyes start to roll back, and his pelvis starts to shallowly move to thrust his cock into your moving grasp, his sweet and sticky saliva will dribble down his face someway and soak into the pillowcase.
he can't help it.
because, again, you make it hard to pay attention to anything other than how good you make his dick feel. it throbs in your hand.
when you catch a glimpse of his drooling, you usually smile and speed up your touch.
"Art, baby-" you'll coo to him, "drooling."
and he'll know right away what you mean.
"Anghh— feel s'good, s'good— 'm sorry, 'm sorry," he'll inevitably slur.
he'll try to wipe it with the back of his hand, but he's usually shaking too much for that to do much of anything. it more just smears the transparent fluid across his flushed face.
slurp. wipe. whimper.
a few more strokes of your hand, and a thumb pressed right under his cockhead, is all he needs to let go after that point.
his eyes will roll back as he cries out and bucks into your fist, shooting and coating the bedding underneath with his load. he'll tremble and whine until his hands grasping at the sheets below have the instinct to fly between his legs and stop the overstimulation. you generally let up soon after he makes that known.
after you clean him up and ease him into bed, he'll make sure to kiss you goodnight. and it's messy and needy and a little bit too much, but you let him do it anyways. he's eager to please, and he's eager to show you how much he appreciates the way you take care of him. he’s just eager.
maybe one day you'll get sick of how much tongue he uses when he kisses, but you doubt it. it’s just so perfectly him.
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