#thank you for the sweet messages as always

[gravegoer]

Sevika is on the council now, GO.

Council member Sevika

thank you for this ask ive been WAITING for this !!! i love council member sevika (the only council member with a lip piercing)

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You fought in that war with Sevika. You had her back, and she had yours.

At the end of that day, you went home together, injured, and exhausted.

The war had ended, but at the cost of so many losses. Peace was finally in sight.

Until enforcers knocked at your door. Sevika snapped at them, telling them to "Fuck off." But they had to be here for a good reason, right? Right.

Sevika was an important figure to Zaun. People believed in her. She is loyal to all Zaunites. that's a trait not many people have. So, of course, the council wanted her. The enforcers were there to deliver that important message

She growled at them, telling them to leave. You knew she needed time to think, even though in the back of your mind, you already knew what her decision was.

You waited an hour or so for her in bed, hearing her grunts of frustration and her pacing around the living room.

It pained you to not go comfort her but you knew this was a decision she needed to make on her own.

Sevika entered the room with a determined expression. She kneeled at your bedside and put a larger hand on yours.

"I know this is going to be a change, and you might be upset but—"

"Im so proud of you, Sevika." Your eyes glimmered with hope.

Her brows furrow at your words, and you reach up to rub the crease from her expression. "You've made it so far. You're going to do so well." She is the voice of Zaun and speaks for you all.

You know there couldn't be a better person for that position. With Sevikas loyalty, she would never make a move to put the undercity in jeopardy.

Her eyes soften at your encouragement. It's all so new to her. She knew it was going to be a hard start, but not as hard knowing you had her back. You would always be there with open arms at the end of the day.

At that thought, you hold her warm face between your hands, and she closes her eyes at your touch. She's exhausted but still relents. That's one of the things you admired about her.

That night, you held her head to your chest, comfortingly. She deserved no less. Your fingers raked through her hair gently. Her heavy arm was draped over your waist softly, and your sweet voice lulled her to sleep. There was a long day ahead of her.

In the morning, she was more affectionate than usual, kissing your forehead before she got dressed. (And then again after). Laying her head on your shoulder as you finished up your breakfast. Hugging you from behind tightly while you brushed your teeth.

She was nervous, and this was the first time you saw her this way. Albeit not the last. But it was weird seeing Sevika, who was oh-so-big-and-strong get worked up over this.

People eyed you both on your walk there. She didn't make eyecontact with anybody and stared straight ahead with a firm look. Unlike her, you waved and smiled at some curious people, holding onto Sevikas arm.

When you got to the most important building in Piltover, she insisted that you walk her into the council meeting room. At first, you refused, but at her defeated and almost scattered look, you relented.

Even though you knew it would be hard to see with the topsiders, you knew it was for the best. The council members eyed you as you stood in the doorway with Sevika. You gave her an encouraging look, and she put a hand on your shoulder, lovingly, before stepping past you.

Taking a step back, the doors shut, and you waited for her on the other side.

Sevika was a part of the worlds new beginnings. Even though she held an important role amongst the people, she could argue that your role was more important.

You kept her sane through it all.

i absofreakinglutey love council member sevika in all her 5 second screentime glory !! and i will definitely be writing for her so look out for that in the future..

[darlingdaisyfarm]

hi!! just wanna say you are my fav gravity falls author and im so obsessed with your fics for stan 🙏🙏 could i please have a stan x fem!reader smut where stan just REALLY likes tits. like a LOT. you have full creative freedom to go wherever you want with this idea i just wholeheartedly believe stan is a tit man <3 thank u and plz never delete this account youre the coolest 💞

Stan Pines is obsessed with you and your breasts ♡ (headcanons + blurb)

author note: hii, angel!! thank you sm for this sweet message, i'm literally melting and giggling and smiling rn!!! i can't even tell you how much this made my day, you're so kind and your words honestly mean the world to me 🤍 

i had so much fun with this idea, so here’s something for you bc ur wish is my command! i hope it’s what u expected. and thank you for supporting me! ♡

I need this grumpy old man so bad, guys send me more asks bout him also comments and/or reblogs are always appreciated, kisses u💋

nsfw, fem reader

♡ Stan is absolutely shamelessly obsessed with tits. your tits, specifically. big, small, somewhere in between, it doesn’t matter! he’s a hungry fucking man. he fucking loves breasts. worships them. adores them. can’t keep his damn eyes (or hands, or mouth) off them. “you’re gonna kill me with these things, doll, fuckin’ hell, look at ‘em.”

♡ the first time you caught him staring, you were a little shy about it, but he didn’t even try to deny it. “what? they’re right there! whaddya want me to do, not look? it’s like puttin’ a steak in front of a starving man and tellin’ him not to eat!” and you made the mistake of saying, “you could touch them if you wanted to.”

♡ because now his hands are always on you. always. you’re trying to cook? his big hands are sliding up your shirt, squeezing, kneading, thumbs brushing over your nipples, he’s testing just how fast he can make that little gasp slip from your lips. and god, all of that is being done with that smug grin on his face. “what? i’m helpin’.” sure, Stan. sure

♡ I wanna develop idea about cooking more, so: as i said, Stan can’t keep his hands off you when you’re cooking. for him it’s just an excuse to get his hands on your body. expect him to come up behind you, press his broad chest into your back, let his hands rest in your waist as his lips ghost over your neck, muttering “damn, you look so pretty, baby, you sure you don’t wanna skip dinner and come straight to bed?” when he’s rubbing his growing bulge against you while you’re stirring the pot, literally humping you in the middle of the kitchen. It’s hard not to laugh at how desperate he is

♡ the type of man who’ll insist he’s innocent even when he’s shamelessly and obviously staring. you could be fully dressed, wearing the baggiest clothes known to man and this filthy old bastard is still eye-fucking you. “what? can’t help it, doll, you’re beautiful.” no shame. zero!

♡ of course Stan loves to bury his face in your chest. it’s his happy place there. his hands sliding up your sides as he presses his face between your breasts, groaning, “fuckin’ heaven, toots. yer like a damn pillow, but better, so soft, so warm.” while you let your fingers run through his hair. It’s more about being intimate and soft though

♡ “goddamn, look at these beauties. best fuckin’ view in the world, ain’t it?”

♡ he’s a sucker for leaving marks on your breasts. bite marks, hickeys, little bruises from his teeth and fingers

♡ uhh. . . hear me out, him stuffing dollar bills into your bra as a joke (or no). “figure they’re safer here than my wallet anyway.”

♡ Stan loves when you wear anything that lets him see your nipples, especially when they’re hard (from cold or because you’re horny?), he goes crazy when thin shirt or a dress hugs your body. “goddamn, sweetie, could stare at those for hours.”

♡ his guilty pleasure is watching you put lotion on after a shower. you’re sitting on the edge of the bed, smoothing the cream over your arms, shoulders and chest and that old man is drooling

♡ Stan is so domestic, he loves the way you look in the morning, your breasts barely covered by his tank top that you stole. you stretch, yawning, your nipples peeking through the thin fabric and he’s already pulling you back into bed. “don’t care what we had planned today, baby. yer stayin’ right here with me.”

♡ Stanley gets so distracted when you’re undressing in front of him. doesn’t matter if it’s casual or if you’re trying to tease him, once your top comes off, his eyes are immediately glued to you while his cock already twitching to life in his pants. “jesus christ, woman, yer tryin’ to kill me. c’mere and let me get my hands on ya.”

♡ and when he finally gets you laid out on the bed, his hands worshiping every inch of you, oh, he takes his sweet time. dragging his thumbs over the stiff peaks of your nubs, leaning down to wrap his lips around one, sucking gently before giving it a teasing bite. he’s grinning against your skin when you gasp his name, one hand slipping down to spread your thighs apart while he gets comfortable between them. “love when you make these sounds. what’d i do to deserve this, huh?”

♡ oh, his tongue too. it’s wet and warm, circling slow before he flicks the nub just to watch your back arch. his free hand squeezes your other breast, pinching and tugging lightly on the nipple. he groans from how heavenly you taste. “softest damn tits I’ve ever had my hands on. christ, baby, I love you so much.”

♡ if you let him, he’ll press his cock between your breasts, his hands squishing them together as he ruts into the softness, groaning like a goddamn mess. “fuck, baby— mhmm, your so fuckin’ soft, look at this, huh? takin’ me so good, atta girl.”

♡ more thoughts about breasts fuck. i personally think Stan would love it? because there’s something about the sight of his heavy cock sliding between your breasts, the way you press them together for him, making a perfect, soft little channel for him to fuck into like a needy old man he is. he gasps, praises you, worships you whole as he watches himself disappear between them, his tip slick and glistening with precum every time it peaks out

♡ “fuck, doll, keep squeezin’ ’em like that. jesus, yer gonna make me cum just from lookin’ at ya.” and he does, oh, he does. he spills his seed all over your chest. and when he’s finished, Stan isn’t shy about making a mess, watching his cum drip down your breasts

♡ when he’s drunk, Stan gets even more handsy than usual

♡ you get him worked up sometimes by accident. like, when you’re reaching for something high up on a shelf and your shirt rides up, giving him the perfect view of your waist, those soft curves that drive him absolutely crazy. Stan will mumble something like “god, babe—gimme a second, I gotta go fix somethin’ in the back room. . . you know how it is with my old bones.” but it’s all a damn lie because he just needs to take a breather after staring at your body for the last five minutes

♡ Stan absolutely loves when you’re riding him, leaning over with your tits pressed into his face. he doesn’t care if it’s just for a few seconds or longer, he wants to feel them on his lips. he’ll lift his head slightly to suck on your cute nipples or trail hot kisses down your cleavage, his hands gripping your ass as he pushes his hips up to meet you. “sh-shit, baby, lemme just. . .”

♡ you lean over the counter while talking to him, doesn’t matter if you’re talking about what’s for dinner or how the vending machine ate your dollar, his eyes are locked on your chest only, already undressing you in his mind. he’ll mutter something gruff like, “yeah, uh-huh”

♡ loves to make you squirm. Stan’s a teasing bastard and he knows exactly what he’s doing when he brushes his thumb over your sensitive nipple slowly, watching it pebble under his touch. “sensitive today, huh? what’s the matter, sweetheart? thought ya liked it when i played with these pretty little nubs of yours.” and then he pinches, just to hear you gasp and watch you press your thighs together 

♡ i swear, Stan will make excuses to get you on his lap, just so he can slide his hands under your clothes and play with you while you sit there all flustered, giggling silly. “ain’t no law against touchin’ my girl, is there? c’mon, lemme have my fun, been thinkin’ about these all damn day.”

♡ as I mentioned, he’s a sucker for when you’re on top, bouncing on his cock while his big hands squeeze your waist, holding you so tenderly in his arms despite how hard and rough he bucks his hips into you, his mouth is latched onto your nipples. the way your breasts move drives him insane

♡ during lazy, slow sex, Stan loves lying on his side with you pressed against him, one hand massaging your breast as he thrusts into you slowly from behind. his lips are at your ear, whispering filthy things about how soft and warm you feel

♡ but when it’s rough, he’s gripping your breasts so hard you’ll have finger-shaped bruises the next day, pinching your nipples just to watch you arch your back and tremble under him, “you like that, huh? that’s right, my good fucking girl,” and every word he says he punctuates with a thrust. “can’t get enough of me touchin’ you, can ya?”

♡ reminder: Stan doesn’t just love your breasts because they’re sexy, though, yeah, they are. he loves them because they’re yours. soft, warm, comforting, just like you. and if he can bury his face in them and forget about the rest of the world for a little while? that’s just the cherry on top! a nice bonus!

♡ bonus: little blurb 

sight of you in his suit jacket, oh god. that thing swallows you whole but it’s too big for you so it hangs off your shoulders, exposing your skin, letting him see your thighs as well. Stan’s jacket, smelling like cigars, is over you in a way that makes his throat go dry. and underneath that beautiful little bra you knew would make his head spin, it’s lace and soft cups hugging you in ways he wished his hands were right now. your cleavage drawing his attention like a magnet. no, it’s too goddamn much for Stan to handle

he’s slouched on the armchair, legs spread wide, trying to keep himself from losing control. his eyes latch onto the soft lace of your bra, the way it cups your tits just beautiful enough to tease him. he looks so needy already and you’ve barely touched him

“Jesus christ, doll.” sounds like he’s choking on his own breath. “yer doin’ this on purpose, parading around in my jacket, showin’ off these tits like some goddamn pin-up doll, huh.” his lips curl into a smirk

perfect, just exact reaction you waited. you bite your lip, stepping closer, swaying your hips for him. you play it coy, of course. shifting the jacket like it’s just slipping off, letting one strap of your bra peek out more. “what? this old thing?” you smile like you don’t know exactly what you’re doing

and then he’s got his hands on you in an instant, dragging you into his lap because he can’t stand another second of his pretty girl being out of reach. his palms feels rough as they grip your hips, tugging you down until your thighs straddle his.

“you tryin’ to kill me, toots? walkin’ around like that, wearin’ my jacket.”  

your knees settle on either side of him, and his hands waste no time sliding up your thighs, over your hips, and straight to your waist, holding you close to him because this man is always starved for physical contact. his thumbs dip under the edge of the jacket, brushing the bare skin just above your bra

“Staaanley,” you breathe, your lips hovering just above his. your hands tangling in his hair, tugging just enough to make him groan.

“No, no, no, don’t you ‘stan’ me, pretty,” he mutters, and one of his hands slips behind your back to unclasp your bra with a flick of his fingers, the other cupping your breast like he’s been dying to touch you all day. “you don’t get to tease me like that, wearin’ this fuckin’ outfit, and then say my name like some innocent little thing. you know exactly what you’re doin’, don’tcha?”

his thumb brushes over your nipple and then his lips follow, placing wet and hot kisses along your breast, sucking gently before biting down to make you gasp.  

“That’s it,” he groans against your skin. “wanna hear all those pretty little sounds you make, baby. fuck, you’ve got me harder than a goddamn rock.”  

he’s saying true because you feel the evidence of that pressing against your core, even through your panties. his free hand slides between your thighs, fingers pressing against the damp fabric and you whimper when he rubs slow circles over your needy clit.  

Stan grins as he pushes the lace aside. “you’re fuckin’ soaked. all this from me touchin’ your tits? jesus, doll, yer even dirtier than i thought.”

his fingers tease your wet entrance, rubbing over your folds before dipping inside, and your head falls against his shoulder, moaning as he pumps them slow and deep.  

“C’mon, baby,” Stanley brushes his lips over your ear as he fucks you with his fingers, his other hand still kneading your breast. “tell me who you belong to. say my name, and i’ll give you everything you want. everything. I’ll fuck you so good.”

you moan his name, digging your nails into his shoulders 

“Yes, that’s it,” his hand moves faster. “gonna make you scream for me, sweetheart. make sure you never forget who you belong to.”

[fullfriendnerdclutch]

Thanks for Giving Your Body

"You really should've joined us to Miami rather than seeking for your family's acceptance this Thanksgiving. Damian really got a trick on his sleeve,"

Johnny read the chat from Rick with his eyebrow furrowed. What the fuck was that chat all about? Suddenly, another message slides in, this time it's a picture, and Johnny's eyes instantly goes incredibly wide

"WHAT THE FUCK? WHAT SITE DID DAMIAN SHOWN TO YOU GUYS THAT HAS COACH COMBS BUTT-NAKED PICTURE?"

"Duh, are you purposefully being dumb or what? It's me dummy, we met Coach Combs on the beach and I slid into his fit hairy body. This is Damian and Lee now by the way, they met quite a hottie older friendship duo that they just turned gay for each other after one swift possession,"

Johnny's hand trembled in surprise. Is this for real? Fuck, he really should've ditched his family's Thanksgiving and just jet himself away with his fellas to Miami instead. His dick strained his short grey pants as he replayed the hint that Damian dropped about the spell he found online. But then his ear caught the voice of his most-awaited uncle downstairs and seemingly just arrived after his 8 hours drive from the other state and Johnny's eyes suddenly twinkled a rather mischievous smile

"Tell Damian to share the spell to me ASAP. I think I have just the plan and I will come join you three during the weekend,"

"No need, I have it in my notebook. Here, read the pics I just sent you,"

Johnny grinned and then quickly recited the spell. As his body instantly went limp, Johnny's astral form quickly dashed through the wooden floor and descended to the en-suite bathroom inside the bedroom designated for his Uncle Louis. As expected, the fit hunk instantly stripped himself for a shower as he has this habit of instantly showering upon arriving at his residences after every travel, and Johnny takes that isolation as a chance.

The studly man is all alone inside his bedroom with the door locked so Johnny knows no one will disturb this process. As his uncle undressed himself fully and started to round the towel around his waist, looking shredded as fuck yet a bit fatigued, that's when Johnny slides in smoothly with no resistance whatsoever into his uncle's physique. The invasion caused the massive stud to tremble a bit as Johnny's invading soul pressed and locked his own uncle's soul away into his own unconsciousness and mere seconds later, "Uncle Louis" is back to normal

"Happy Thanksgiving, Uncle Louis. Thanks for giving me access to this body so easily," he said with a smirk to the mirror as he then sniffed a rather peculiar smell wafting from his now massive body. Johnny then quickly raised his pit and grinned like a maniac as he then lick and huff his uncle's almost hairless yet sweaty pits as he found the source of the musky deliciousness that surrounded him.

"Hmmmm......8 hours of just driving inside an air-conditioned car yet you smelled this good? Fuck....imagine a 1 hour intense workout,"

Johnny then take it one step further as his mind raced with all sorts of scenario, hands rubbing the towel that covered his uncle's hard-on

"Oh how I wish my sweet otter of a gay nephew can come to my room and massaged my sore body after that lonely and tiring drive before I fuck his ass.....Oh dear God, wow, from where is this kind of thinking cumming? I'm such a perverted stud, ughhhh I really can use a warm hole to breed,"

He laughed a bit hearing his own uncle speaking like that and the reflection captured all sorts of the depravity he enacted using his uncle's body, but then he stared at the mirror with a serious gaze

"But I think he's sleeping now, because if he's awake, he will be coming down the stairs upon hearing my voice just like last Christmas, or even last year's Fourth of July when he went by my cabin. Heck, I was so oblivious that the gay nerd has a crush on me all this time! That long hug everytime we met or we have to separate to our own way, the way he always wanted to be in my car with me everytime the whole families went out, that queer wanted me to fuck his ass bad! Well you know what, maybe I should then fulfill his wish, fuck showering, I'll make his ass come down to my room so I can fuck him here, this is the only room with soundproof wall after all,"

He grabbed his uncle's phone and took a couple selfie of the massive stud and Airdrop it to his phone before eventually ejecting himself out from the body. Upon returning to his own body, he quickly send a picture to Rick

"Spare a room for this stud and don't get out yet, he'll come by on the weekend. But first, he's been driving all the way to fuck some sweet ass of his nephew on Thanksgiving, so please stay there until this weekend,"

Happy Thanksgiving week, folks! Rather than scouring the stores for Black Friday promos, why not thank yourselves for surviving this year with a good body to possess, control or shapeshift into?

[fuselsstuff]

Motivational Monday (Sort of)

The wonderfull @judymarch15 tagged me, but i only saw it late at night, so now its a motivational tuesday^^

Enjoy this little drabble i wrote on my lunchbreak today:)

Tommy loved his work, and Harbor Station is the place he wants to be.

There is only one thing he misses since he started here. Cake.

See, Harbor wasn't the day to day, safe my cat from a tree, Station. So there was a significant lack of thank-you cake.

And Tommy had a sweet tooth, everybody knew that by now, so if there was cake in the station, you could be sure Tommy is the first one to have a piece.

It started with loafs—deliscious loafs, that has to be said.

And the loafs kept coming, always with a little thank-you-for-everything-you-do note. Never linked to any specific emergency. At first nobody suspected anything, but when the loafs turned into cookies and, at some point, into scones, the crew started to create theories.

Jenkins was sure someone out there just wants to do something good.

Alba didn't want to know as long as she got a piece of the baked goods.

Lucy's theory is that someone knows Tommy is a sucker for cake, and they are a secret admirer. She winks at Tommy when she shares her thoughts about Cake Flood (thats how they call the misterious baking).

Tommy has to laugh at that, it's the first time in weeks.

He can feel his phone vibrate with a new message at the same time Lucy snatches the last scone away.

It's a text from Eddie, with a picture attached.

A fridge, Evan's fridge, with the caption: If you guys don't talk about this soon, LA is going into a flour shortage crisis.

I am gonna tag @station18908 and @v88sy

No pressure of course💗💗

[frownyalfred]

eye in the sky was so good!! the ending is so well put together- it ties together the end of bruce’s resistance and the enduring spirit of everyone else’s in such a satisfying way- having duke’s last pleas to bruce peter out leaving us with just the messages for all the kids and the escape pod being launched- and then kal-el’s desperation and duke’s more detached observation confirming bruce’s death so definitively was really nice

it’s open ended! and bitter sweet! but it ends the story perfectly!! thank you so much for writing and sharing as always

Thank you so much!! I'm glad it landed well. There's some certainties, and some unknowns. I've been listening to "Now We Are Free" from the Gladiator soundtrack and it strikes the same kind of bittersweet feeling inside of me. There's hope, and there's grimness. There's a new day dawning, but there is too much left behind in the shadows for it to be entirely innocent.

[julietasgf]

bakery au hcs

about the plinths:

vesta and strabo own a bakery (the bakery is technically hers, since she created it at first alone and only after they got into a relationship, but the vesta & strabo story in this is for another time). vesta is the baker: she thinks of the best sweets and cakes and pies, and her bakery got quite famous in D2 exactly because of how special her baking is;

while vesta bakes, strabo works on the management of it. he's the angry attendant that's constantly stressed;

just like how I hc in canon, sejanus is a miracle baby, and overprotected by his parents. he was the type of child that could never go in the school trips because his ma would NEVER let him be out of home for much time;

sejanus still has daddy issues, just not as bad as in canon <3 however, his father's terrible raising still affects their relationship, as strabo is still emotionally abusive. something something "I don't want to hurt anymore, and for some reason, when I'm with you, it just hurts the both of us" something something

vesta wants the bakery to be sejanus' once he grows up, so he knows how to bake since very tiny. his love language is baking sweets to the people he loves. plenty of times, his gift on mother's day for his ma was sweets he baked;

both sejanus and vesta have a lot of scars in their hands due to constantly burning them while baking and cooking;

sejanus grew around all his aunts, a lot of family gatherings and being teased by his cousins that are all older than him (his favorite aunt is tia vênus). his mother's family still hates his father tho.

about sejanus & marcus

not exactly childhood best friends, but they knew each other since little from school and played together a lot of times. actually, saying they know each other is a light word. they had a crush on each other for the longest time;

marcus grew up admiring sejanus from afar. he always thought of sejanus as the most handsome boy in their class, and also the most smart, and also the cutest, and also the sweetest, and also- okay, he has a HUGE crush. marcus was very popular in school, and had a lot of friends and people who crushed on him, and for that, sejanus thought marcus was out of his league;

they started talking more and being closer after marcus started having courage to go to the plinths' bakery. and the thing is: sejanus always gives him a free cookie, every single time. (sejanus SUCKS at flirting, so he's trying but failing miserably, and not being able to get if marcus indeed likes him or is just being nice. ofc marcus likes him back, sejanus is just peak boyfailure to notice this);

sejanus is quite a lonely kid in school, exactly because of how overprotective his parents were of him. so he could never go to any birthday party, or hang out with the other kids. he's always sitting alone. sometimes, someone he doesn't know who is leave nice messages on his desk. the messages always makes sejanus blush. it's marcus, who's too shy to actually say something to him;

marcus is not the shy type of person with anyone, and is very chill in general (he dated some ppl while trying to get over his silly childhood crush), but when it comes to sejanus, he's NOT normal. he's a mess. his eye was twitching when another boy tried giving sejanus gifts when they were children. he's still less of a cringefail than sejanus is, tho;

I imagine that at some point (maybe for a school dance, who knows), one of them got the courage to invite the other to go with them, and finally they started dating (you can hear vesta thanking the mountains in the background, she was TIRED of seeing these two boys crushing on each other and NEVER doing anything about it). marcus was blushing holding sejanus' hand for the first time and running his thumb over the scars on them;

sejanus thinking of himself as not attractive, and being specially embarassed of the scars on his hands. when he tells this to marcus once, marcus spent so many time kissing his scars;

now that marcus is dating sejanus, he got an countless source of cookies and sweets. not only because sejanus will ALWAYS be baking these and bringing to him, but also because sejanus' mother adores him, and every single time marcus visits their house, she'll go "marcus dear take some slices of cake to your family and your sisters... actually, take all the cake <3 and some cookies too, they're going to love it <3", and that's also how marcus' family now have a countless source of sweets too.

[somegrumpynerd]

CHARLIEEEEEEE YOU'RE SO COOL AND FUN AND SILLY IT'S A JOY TO HAVE YOU AROUND (figuratively) AND I HOPE YOU ALWAYS HAVE A GOOD TIME AND THAT WORK ISNT TOO STRESSFUL AND THAT YOU'RE HAPPY AND CAN DO WHAT YOU LOVE FOREVER <33333

HLSLKGLDDHSKDVFHSJDFIHJD;KB PIGEON THIS IS ILLEGAL YOU CAN'T BE NICE TO ME THIS MUCH!!!!!!

That's so sweet that's SOO nice YOU'RE so nice!!!!! You're always the coolest and you make beautiful art for anything you draw even fandoms I'm not in I'm like oooooooh~! cause you make everything so pretty. AND!!! You always have amazing ideas, every time I see you on the dash it's like OOH YESS HERE WE GO cause it's a banger every time!! I hope YOU have a really good time and college is chill and manageable and you get so many purrs and cuddles from your kitties every day and you experience joy every day!!!!

[xxplastic-cubexx]

i was a bit anxious to reach out but i wanted to share a little headcannon i have for charles' powers^^

i feel that depending on the intensity of what hes doing at a certain point his powers turn into waves (though not necessarily visible) the person affected can feel it as a pulsating sensation and it can make their head throb

that and my other idea that his powers tend to affect gravity, but not making things float more like the exact opposite bc yknow how if u feel some intense emotion you want to just curl up on the floor sometimes? that but everyone has to now be it in a certain radius away from charles

and also ty for ur gorgeous cherik art ❤️❤️❤️ keeping the community alive

hello !!!!! thank you so much for sharin your thoughts, i LOVE the idea of charles' telepathy having physical effects on people (from the effect of his powers/his presence in their mind) it's sooo important to me .....

[livebloggingmydescentintomadness]

btw, if anyone has noticed me being less 'present' on here lately, or for the last several months or so -

long story short, we had to cut our spending significantly this year, and one of the only areas we could do that was in groceries, and one of the only ways to do that was for me to shift to making most of what we eat from scratch myself. considering that i have - *counts on fingers* - eight chronic illnesses and disorders, that uses up basically every spoon in my drawer, especially when you release my obsessive compulsive tendencies into the arena.

as if that wasn't enough, i also had some blood tests show that i have, uh, several strains of mold in my body, including black mold. :/ i'm taking a thing to hopefully cure that, but the die-off is a bit of a bitch.

so anyway, if i don't answer your ask or message or post much beyond my queue, i am simply exhausted without the mental energy to even reblog posts. here's hoping that getting rid of the mold makes me feel at least marginally better. 🖖

[littlewickedthings]

I LOVE your blog🖤🖤🖤

( I know it's not an ask, but just wanted to tell ya! )

[merakiui]

any azul thought 2 sequel cwumbs? 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 pwease? 🥺🥺🥺🥺

but jokes aside, i am willing to wait for it!!! even if it takes forever!!! i’m really excited for what you have in-store for us, and with tmdg dropping soon oooooohh i know its going to be a ride 😩😩😩😩

but any crumbs from u is a already a delight!! thank u for slaying always 😭😭😭🥰🥰🥰☺️☺️☺️

Your crumbs, my liege. (˘ ˘ ˘) 💖 please enjoy the tiny offering.

I just know poor darling is sweating because she's sitting there pregnant with Azul's baby. >_< aaaa the drama... it's too scary!!!

Since Azul thought two sequel came in second place in the poll I posted a while ago, it will be next on my list. Currently the priority list is as such:

✧ the most dangerous game (yan!jade)

✧ sex by the sea (short smut scenarios with the cast from lost in the book with stitch)

✧ heartache hospital (yan!scaramouche)

✧ azul thought two sequel

✧ the crocodile's dilemma (yan!dr. riddle)

✧ moonbroch (yan!octavinelle; sequel to sea glass)

✧ eternally ever after (yan!rook)

I'm really happy so many are looking forward to the sequel. T^T <3 I never thought Azul thought two would ever become so popular or well-liked enough to warrant want for a sequel, so I'm very grateful!!!!! Thank you for your patience, sweet anon!!! I will do my best to write an enjoyable sequel!!!!! ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ

And also,,,, thank you for looking forward to tmdg!!!!!! >0< it will definitely be a ride. I've listened to so many fluffy love songs (and songs about sex) while writing it. Chase Atlantic defined the writing process for Azul thought 4; this time it's Laufey and wave to earth for tmdg!!! If anyone thinks I am a Jade Leech lover after I post this fic, that is not true. I am actually his hater (lover) and I can't stand him (I love him) and he is ugly (so cute and pretty and handsome) and I need to gnaw on him (I am gnawing on him as we speak)!!!!!

[a-cakehound-or-critter-a-day]

hi i like completely forgot to send this but i really appreciate the post w the cakehound who struggles w speech... personally i didnt get much experience to actually verbally communicate with others, so i am really bad at speaking and get really anxious abt how i sound/come off to other ppl. idk i was just sending this to say the post was cool and made me feel nice :]

SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY!!! But I'm so happy they brought you joy!!!!!! <:'D That cakehound appreciates you too I hope you know!!

[vesprynna]

nice work!

!!! Thank you !!! 🥺💐💖

[misc-obeyme]

Love that you're comin' back around, I adore your style of writing and the way you word your stories, even with somethin' as small as the asks. Keep on truckin' .

Ahhh thank you anon!!

I feel bad because I haven't written much of anything lately so I haven't been posting anything aside from Unchained. But I'm glad even the asks are enjoyable, too! I have more of those lol.

Anyway, thank you for this, it really means a lot to me~

[herotome]

We love you and thank you for all your hard work but for the love of god wudge please take a proper break. Allow yourself to enjoy some time off!

I did I did!!!! <3 For the love of god indeed... hahahahaha.

Since I posted that devlog I got really into Cultist Simulator and played it for like a week straight. I'm starting to come back around and feeling quite refreshed...!

The problem with breaks though is the way you gotta keep taking them. Why not just one break? Sheesh. Er, point being I'm sure I will get to a point of overwork again in, oh, a few months, so please be patient with me once more when that happens. Thank you guys for all your support....!!

[koishiro]

Ermmm quick question… HOW DOES IT FEEL TO HAVE A BEAUTIFUL AF BLOG?? Like pls share and help me out bc my blog is BARE and empty and looks nasty af, I wanna make my pinned posts and moodboards and just pfp and theme look pretayyy ☹️☹️

Awe thank youuu!!! >.< I think bc I’m such a minimalist in rl it’s easier for me to pick and choose. But here’s a tutorial that’ll hopefully help :33

NOTE! I do everything on my iphone (writing, editing, decorating my page etc just in case ur wondering if I do all this on a laptop/computer,,,I don’t :p)

ʚ The way I work is I’ll choose 3 main colours; a light colour, an in-between shade and then a dark colour. Mine for example : light colour: white, in-between shade: grey, dark colour: dark grey. It’s up to you whether you want ur dark or light colour to be ur main colour but I’d keep ur in-between shade as an in-between. (Think of ur in-between shade as a gradient, helping to blend ur light colour with ur dark colour)

AND CHOOSE COLOURS THAT WORK TOGETHER! Even when picking pictures like for example ur navigation or pinned page make sure the pics have the same three colour combo you used through ur whole blog even if its minuscule it’ll make a huge difference I promise u (so like I’d personally look out for white, grey and black accent pics for my blog on Pinterest) :

ʚ Even with moodboards I still work with the same mindset! :

SET YOUR THEME! Once you’ve figured out your colours and where they’ll go, set your blog’s theme from the editing page!!! (hint : I’d use your mid/gradient/in-between shade as your accent but it honestly depends on what ur after) :

ʚ What really helps is when you have a pic theme and what I mean by that is maybe use ur fav character from somewhere (like mines megumi from jjk) or maybe it’s a sanrio character like my melody. (I grab my pics from this Pinterest board if that helps which I also use for my moodboards)

Example :

⤷ I also found it helped my aesthetic when I added links into my bio to help find my carrd and navigation (here’s the link for the tut) it helps fill out ur bio especially if ur not sure what to put there :) — I know earlier I said I do everything on my phone but I’m not entirely sure if this is able to be done on a phone (android or iphone) so I’d use a laptop with this part if you can :))

Miscellaneous things you can add!

ʚ You can also customise ur ask page title (like mine is : send me a love letter ︎♡)

ʚ Keep ur writing post themes consistent — this helps readers actually remember ur work while also tying ur blog together.

For example, I always use this draft for my writing :

ʚ Fonts really help! I personally use the app : keyboard + + for free fonts (u just have to watch a few adds to unlock them)

ʚ I find it important to make sure whatever picture you add to your blog has a transparent background — not everyone has the same colour palette (like mine is permanently on Dark Mode while others will have theirs on Gothic) :

(I use Picsart for this)

ʚ Tags make a difference on your posts too! A separate tag index can also help ur followers know where to find certain posts for easy scrolling or maybe posts they want to avoid (like smut) :

ʚ For my pfp I chose a bright main colour like yellow to stand out against the dark grey of my blog and I usually leave this as the last step in my “blog decoration” just because I find it easier once all the main construction is done and then I can see what colour(s) I need to add back to tie my blog together.

ʚ I also like to hide my pfp/avatar from my bio bc it looks a bit too much and too big for me personally and it can sometimes clash with the colours you already have going on, I like a minuscule pfp but again that’s just preference :

Anywhoooo I think that’s it! Hopefully this helped and if you (or anyone else) have anymore questions or if you want me to personally help you with decorating your blog pls pls pls message me and I’ll be happy to help! ,,,Mwah! <3