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[aevallare]

3, 11, and 16 for Auri!!

3. how lactose intolerant are they and if they were lactose intolerant would this stop them from consuming lactose products

auri is not lactose-intolerant, but she is very stupid. so, if she WAS lactose-intolerant, she would simply continue to eat lactose products while wondering why her life was ending every time

11. story of their first kiss (if applicable)

auri had her first kiss when she was six. she and a little half-elf boy at the orphanage didn't really understand what all the fuss was about with kissing, so they decided to give it a try for themselves!

they still did not understand afterward

16. given a bag of fruit-flavoured candies which fruit flavour of candy is their favourite and which one do they vehemently dislike

her favorite would be lemon and her least favorite would be grape!! (fuck artificial grape all my homies hate artificial grape)

[teddybeartoji]

MICKEY MCIKRY MICKEYY <33 ur wips . look so delicious i want to gobble them up but if you could especially elaborate on this one .....

THIS IS ME RN 👹👹👹👹 i need whatever this is so so bad if u have any information please fess up before i go insane please and thank you

(and i love u :33 i hope you are taking care of ur hot sexy self :33 biting u so hard :33)

HELLOO ALEXIS MY DARLINGGG>:33333333 AWOOOOO THE WEREWOLVESSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they're both sick in the head i'll just start off with that lmao the idea originated from my desire to write about feral satoru, about satoru who's just a bit off the rails yk? (hot) and so i ended up with this hyena/wolf satoru:3333333 btw suguru is just kind of suguru i think he does the sick in the head thing very well all on his own i didn't have to do much with himhgasdghsahgda

anyway the whole thing is supposed to be a bit scary and suffocating and uncomfortable, like the reader is lost in the woods in the middle of the night and then bumps into these two freaks and then they make the reader play a game of chase with them??????? (hot) they really are a couple of freaks in this but i'm having so much fun with it it's insane . i can't wait to actually write the chase part, i'm gonna try and make it as intense as i can hehehehhee

COME AND ASK ME ABOUT MY WIPS:333333

[2-dsimp]

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Yandere adventurer x princess reader

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Cw: fem reader! Princess reader! jealousy, possessive/obsessive, yandere townsfolk, Zexius fighting for his life, murderous tendencies, slight gore,

Synopsis: 【on this fateful day you were threatened to be the sacrificial bride of a mythical beast. In order to save your minor kingdom from destruction. However, in a turn of events you got saved by an unruly adventurer dressed in none other than his boxers. it was love at first sight. Although many of your subjects opposed it.】

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Zexius was a blight to his family adventurers guild. He was blessed with unfathomable potential. Alongside His family of 6 with him taking center stage as the shitty eldest brother. However, not many would get to see his potential being put to action. Since he’s a lazy fucker who wants to be a NEET for the rest of his life.

His family was loaded so why the hell did he even need to go outside and save the world from miscreants? That’s what hero’s like Adonis the Sunset Knight are for.

Not to mention he had a sucky personality, bad hygiene, his only good redeeming features would be his face he inherited from his parents. But even he’d got that covered up by his hair.

His life motto was to live unseen so hardships never bother him unprovoked. So he lived as a nameless NPC often making his parents namely his mother, Mooni, wring his neck in frustration. Dangling his ass out the window of their castle from the highest level.

“You’ve been holed up in that room of yours for months young man! Go outside and— what’s that slang you youngins use again? Ah right… Stop gooning!”

“Ma! Seriously! Who even told you about that slang? You’re too old to be acting so cringeeeeeeeeee!??”

Zexius all but screeched be catapulted by the scruff into the far off distance like a shooting star. Yelling curses like a lich obsessed with getting revenge on those beyond its grave.

While dusting off her hands with a huff of satisfaction, her laid back husband, Jakeo, stumbled upon the scene. Ultimately he just shrugged before minding his business. Already used to the extreme mother-son spats, definitely not because he forgot to take out the trash. And was trying to save his ass from being thrown out like a rocket just like his eldest son.

“Jakeooooo, don’t act like, I don’t got eyes in the back of my head. What happened to trash day?”

“…Listen hear me out—“

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At this point Zexius was having airtime for so long he was bored. He estimated that he passed up 3 great territories already. Yawning while still zooming within the air until he widened his bloodshot eyes in surprise. His limbs failing seeing that he was headed straight towards a malicious mythical beast. Who was currently attempting at stealing the a kingdoms princess as ransom.

“I dare any of you insignificant humans to step to me, the princess now belongs to the great Orisha! You should kiss the ground in thanks that I didn’t devour you all—“

Suddenly the mythical beast paused, his many eyes trained on the bloody individual who stood off to the side with a tired expression on his face. Carrying a pulsating piece of flesh that drawfed half his body. Their heart, Not to mention that guy looked like a cave dweller and was only wearing his lame boxers and a tattered tank top.

“Shit sorry man, your fatass heart was in the way so I had to uh remove it to get out. But hey I’ll give it back to ya so no hard feelings?”

Zexius offered animatedly, he could already feel a dreadful headache coming from the aftermath of what’ll happen to his quiet carefree life of self indulgence. Seeing he had pierced through the beasts chest like an arrow, leaving a gaping hole.

“Damn youuuuu, how could I the great Orisha be defeated by a mere bum?! This amount of shame you brought on me has no remedy!”

The adventurer pinched his nose in exasperation, the NEET truly hoped that the beast had another heart. He could just dip like nothing happened. The townsfolk be damned since it wasn’t his problem. But sadly it wasn’t the case he actually killed it in one shot. Not just any beast a mythical one at that.

“I’ll curse you and your next of kin!… well that’s what I’d normally do to a worthy and presentable opponent.”

“Oi Oi Oi what the hell’s that supposed to mean? Excuse the fuck outta me for not bein dressed to impress. But I didn’t expect to be out here anyways. “

Ignoring Zexius’s attempts at explaining himself, Orisha merely rolled his many eyes. Seeing his magnificent body fading away like speckled star dust into the wind.

“Haa I actually pity you, with my minds eye it’s enough to tell that you’ll remain a forever alone. So it’d be a waste to curse you farewell fool.”

The adventurer veins popped on his forehead immediately crushing the beasts pulsating heart.

“YOU— CURSE ME! CURSE ME ALREADY, YOU BIG BITCH! I’m not a lost cause, damn you! Just you wait, I’ll make you regret not cursing me when you had the chance!”

Zexius raged, Even going as far as to spit and stomp on the lump of flesh upon the ground. growing more irritable from its croaking fits of laughter.

The beast collapsed, fading away into nothingness drooping you into the hands of your savior. Who caught you by reflex and was already sweating being in proximity to a pretty thing like you. You were exactly his type, and he didn’t know how to handle it.

He wasn’t a gentleman and he’d gotten used to being labeled as unredeemable gnat. By the other neighboring princesses because he treated them like their royal reputation didn’t mean anything.

Being so blunt about how they weren’t his type at all. Not even doing the customary greeting since he’d just smack their hand with a nonchalant low high five. With a sneer on his face as he said that he wasn’t gonna be kissing an uggo’s hand.

Immediately he got on the blacklist no-marriage list throughout most neighboring territories. Which made his mother weep in frustration after having set up those marriage meetings for it to go to waste. While his father merely laughed alongside his younger brothers Wagam, Yeon, and Ueul at how he had no rizz.

Not to mention he was wearing his damned boxers. After years of finally finding the right princess who hit all his criteria at a glance. The last thing he’d wanna do is embarrass himself. He was praying to the gods to have that cliche where the damsel falls for the hero at first sight. just like in those isekai novels he’d read in his spare time.

His train of thought was interrupted by the king who stepped forward. Cringing at the sight of the bum who somehow saved their kingdom. But coughing into his hand to save face he must act as a benevolent ruler and thank the one responsible for their safety.

“Ahem! Thank you, for saving my precious daughter and my people we’re forever in your debt bum—I mean esteemed adventurer. Whatever it’s you want we’ll happily supply you with—“

“Yeah, yeah, no need to make a big deal outta it. I only want one thing, your daughter’s hand in marriage.”

The NEET said bluntly with a blank faced expression, still holding you in a princess carry. If the King rejected then he’d just haul ass and kidnap you on the spot. There was no way he was going to let you outta his sights. Not when you were everything he was wishing for. Plus it make his mother get off his back about not having any grandkids for her to spoil in the foreseeable future.

“Oi Oi what’s with the hostile attitude! Y’all are some ungrateful people, you said you’d give me anything! So why the hell are you readying a battle axe man!”

In hindsight he could understand why the people were already gathering their pitch forks and discarded weapons. The look on their faces was of pure spite, like someone pissed in their cheerios. Despite him saving their lives, it felt as if they’d rather die than see their precious beloved princess. who was clearly loved by the subjects be married to someone who they recognized to be on the no-marriage list.

Narrowing his eyes he widened his stance. He wasn’t afraid to catch a fade with all of the kingdoms people woman, man, child. He didn’t give a fuck, plus he could tell it was a small kingdom on the outskirts. So it’s not like anyone would tell if it happened to somehow disappear right?

Though it would be unfortunate if he killed his father in law in front of you. He could easily ask one of his brothers who’s an aspiring mage to preform a memory wipe on you. After all his family’s blessed with the best of abilities hailing from the direct line legendary adventures before them.

“Lay down your weapons! Father you said you’d give him anything he’d want, it’d be a disgrace to the royal code to not honor that!”

You piped up, with a stern expression on your face which Zexius found to be so adorable. It made him grin like a lovesick idiot seeing his future bride stand up for him. Hell it even made him tear up a bit as nobody had ever done that for him in his years of living. Which only solidified how you were the only one for him.

“Sweetie listen, that thing isn’t even fit to be your husband! It’s best to kill him where he stands and for goodness sakes he’s a bum! He must’ve did some kinda dirty trick, there’s no way he defeated Orisha so easily!”

“Silence! Don’t you dare call my fiancée a bum show some respect, all of you! Or else I’ll leave this kingdom and never come back!”

“Alright alright! Anything but that forgive us! My sweet daughter! Everyone stand down!”

The King urged frantically, everyone followed suit disgruntled as they seethed silently at the smug adventurer. But they’d be devastated if the crown jewel of their small kingdom were forever lost. However, the king was adamant in keeping you and him separated for as long as possible.

So he made up a thorough bullshit contract, a test of faith one may say. Which states that if Zexius could spend five years doing long distance with his princess. Then he’d voluntarily allow you to go stay at his residence.

Zexius didn’t like dealing with unnecessary struggles but for you he’d give it his all. By the time you’d meet again he’d be ready to expel 5 years of yearning for his bride to be.

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Part 2? 👀

[altschmerzes]

🌹🌹🌹 would absolutely LOVE if you had anything with Jamie and Sarah interacting... your version of sarah kent is everything to me <3

THANK YOUUUUU i really really love writing her, she's honestly one of my favourite elements of Most tl fics i write. characters like her, blank slates with a lot of possibility and just enough implication to be absolutely fascinating, are my kryptonite. i've got a whole fic about like. the evolving dynamic of her and jamie on the docket, and - of course - some stuff i'm SUPER hyped for coming up in wriggle up on dry land, which is where this is from. (far.... FAR ahead lmaooo)

it's. a bit long. (it's very long....) but hey y'all have waited a very long time for chapter nine so maybe we're all due some indulgence.

While Jamie has been in the house before several times, he hasn't put much effort into studying it before. There had always been something to do, some kind of point to hold his attention. Now, there's nothing. Even the sound is quiet and distant - just Sarah moving around in the other room. Left to his own devices, Jamie wanders and observes. There are medical textbooks crammed in next to kiddie stories on the shelves, all mashed together without any rhyme or reason. There are some art prints along one wall, mostly watercolours, along with a framed piece dotted with a border of flowers and calligraphied in a language he doesn't know - probably, he's gleaned through context clues, Hebrew. None of the furniture matches and somehow it all looks nice anyway. And then there's the part that brings Jamie to a stop entirely, his meandering footsteps halted in front of the far wall. The pictures.

It's not a large wall, but it's studded with enough framed photos to make it seem endless to Jamie as he takes in each one individually. In the least surprising turn of events imaginable, a great majority feature Phoebe. She is depicted as an infant, impossibly tiny and so fragile-looking Jamie is almost afraid even to look at the photo of her, and grows throughout into the age she is now. It would be no mystery to anyone who glanced at this wall what held the place of Sarah Kent's pride and joy. There's even a spectacularly hilarious picture of Roy wearing his baby niece on his chest in one of those little harness things, looking sternly at the camera. Jamie snickers at the sight of it, choosing to focus on that rather than in the small, hot ache he feels inside when he thinks too hard about the way Sarah looks at her daughter in the pictures of the two of them together.

Roy is in plenty of other photos too. There are a few snapshots of a boy and a girl with the same dark, curly hair, and one that Jamie immediately recognizes as the day that Chelsea won the Champions League, Sarah's arms around her brother's waist and twin elated grins on their faces. A woman with various brightly-framed pairs of glasses that Jamie vaguely recognizes is in almost as many photos as Roy. He squints at a picture of her and Sarah asleep on a couch together with identical posture and matching doctor's scrubs until he places her as Sarah's best friend, Maggie Something-or-Other. There are a few other friends, some coworkers, a group shot of Phoebe's class and one of Roy's team, and then...

Jamie's mouth is dry and his ears feel hot as he stands in Sarah Kent's house and stares at his own face. Because Jamie is up on that wall, too, in two very recent pictures. One of them is posed, from the day Richmond was promoted. He's standing with Roy, tucked tight into the man's side under his arm. They're both smiling, bits of red and blue confetti in their hair, eerily reminiscent of the Champions League picture of the Kent siblings together. The other framed photo is candid - Jamie crouched in the grass and looking seriously down at something, Phoebe craning her neck as she scrutinizes the same spot on the ground, her hands braced on Jamie's shoulder as she stands beside him.

There had been a beetle in the grass. Jamie remembers it clearly now that he sees the picture. She had come running over demanding his attention and telling him that he needed to come at once because there was a strange bug and she needed him to see it. He can still close his eyes and feel the fidgety press of her hands on his shoulder, the way she'd leaned the entirety of her small weight against him without a thought to whether he was sturdy enough to keep her standing. It was a really nice day. Oh, it was a little too cold and the wind kept picking up and slowing down at random and he'd slept poorly the night before and been tired, but it was a really nice day.

The beetle in the grass with its iridescent, shiny shell. Phoebe's warm little fingers, digging into his shoulder. She'd insisted on holding Jamie's hand on the walk back to Roy's house.

Sarah's footsteps are loud enough on the creaky wooden floor that, as lost in thought as he is, Jamie isn't startled by her presence when she arrives behind him. They're both quiet for a moment, studying the wall of photos.

"I'm up there," Jamie eventually says. It's a silly, stupid thing to say, but his throat feels thick and his hands are tingling a little bit and there's nothing else in his head.

"Yeah," Sarah agrees. "I can swap 'em out if you want. If you don't like those ones, I mean, you can have Roy send me some you do like."

That was... not the problem. Not the question.

"But I..." The rest of the sentence falls away, gone before Jamie can even figure out what it was going to be. She knows who he is. She knows his name and his history and how long it's been since she met him. It's not as if the pictures just appeared there one day. Sarah had done this on purpose. She had printed photos of Jamie and framed them and hung them up along with all the others of her daughter and her brother and her best mate.

With a sudden burst of impulsive drive, Jamie turns sharply to the side and wraps his arms around Sarah. He presses his face into her shoulder and breathes deeply, wrestling with the burning at the backs of his eyes and the catch in his breath. Sarah is shorter than him by just enough to notice, but when she hugs him back, he feels young and small. There are a dozen different things he wants to say - about how they're nice pictures, she can keep them up there forever as far as Jamie is concerned, about how hard it is to believe that any of this is happening at all - but he can't piece together any of them. From the way she just stands there with him, though, one of her hands running lightly up and down his back, he gets the idea that he doesn't need to say any of it. That Sarah already knows.

[moyazaika]

hiyaya! Guess whooooo 🕺🕺🕺

I know you've been on a semi-hiatus, I miss seeing your content! Hope you're taking time to take care of yourself! I feel the need for hiatus rn, honestly, I started college (again) and it's just. Sometimes I ask myself why I went back to school. You'd think 12 (13 if you count kindergarten) would be enough to put a dumb bitch like me 6ft under and then some.

jokes on them, I’m not even 6ft tall in platforms with my arms raised.

I've been watching some horror movies (as per usual) to prepare for fall (as per usual) and I have some new recommendations!

MWAHAHAHA you can't run from Hellraiser 😋 it got a 2022 remake and while it's not perfect, the cenobites are beautiful! Beautifully creepy. Of course.

Huesera: The Bone Woman is a super interesting and intense watch! It's a horror movie about generational trauma, specifically in Indigenous and Hispanic women. I loved it! It made me cry 😌

My third and final recommendation is older but for the guys gals and pals who like to indulge in some old Yandere goodness? It's a classic. It's called High Tension! It's a French horror movie from like 2012, but honestly? It’s kinda a Yandere blueprint. I know you're a big fan of intensely delusional characters who fail to mentally and emotionally process the consequences of their actions? This one's for you. I looooove High Tension, it's given me plenty of horrific inspiration! Besides, the antagonist kinda reminds me of a couple of your characters, I wonder if you can guess who…

That's all from me! Hope you and the other lovely people of tumblr are enjoying the beginning of fall!

-🕺 anon

NONNIEEEEEEE i missed youuuuu

i need you to know that every time you send me an ask i always end up adding the recs u give me to my notes app for when i graduate this year!!! and i will be sinking my teeth into everything!!!

whhhh i hope college is going okay! i still don’t get why it exists because in aus we just go to uni straight out of hs but it sounds like such a fun time u better be making the most of it 😝😝

i hate to be That Guy. but.. you’re so small 😭 wdym not even with platforms and ur arms raised??? also life update my younger cousin outgrew me. he’s 17. hes 6”3 now. chat am i cooked.

a horror movie about inDIGENOUS WOMEN GENERATION TRAUMA??? oh take my money. oh take my mONEYYYY i just know that’s gonna have me sobbing and dying

you’re so right as usual i LOVE LOVE LOVE delusional characters who are so wrapped up in their delusions of grandeur they fail to realise the error of their ways simply because such flaws in their design are beyond their understanding or comprehension…. if i have spare time soon i will definitely be checking that last rec out!!! i’ll hazard a guess once i’ve seen it (im rlly curious tho 😥😥)

i might be so wrong but the way you described it reminded me of buffalo 66? idk why,,

thank you! unfortunately it is spring here and so i will be dying of my pollen allergies (nonchalance diminished wdym Pollen incapacitates me) fuck these antibodies bro 😭😭💯💯💯💯

BUT NEVERTHELESS I HOPE UR well thank u for sending this in and take care of urself!!!!!!! you’re like my own lil letterboxd recs list (much funnier too xx) ily anon ❤️‍🔥

[forcemeanakin]

@enviedearThank you so much for indulging me in this particular fantasy!!! I loved reading your takes and if you let me, I'll be fangirling over them and adding my own takes as well!

Thoughts:

-I love that he doesn't have social media, that's so accurate. Anakin doesn't have time for that shallow shit I also think he would create an insta only to follow you back and see the pictures you have posted ... also he would only repost the insta stories you tagged him in, that's as far as his content goes

-HE WOULD TOTALLY HAVE A PART TIME JOB AT A LOCAL CAR SHOP OR SOME SHIT LIKE THAT AHHHHH

-he is a mechanical engineer major. its canon, its obvious, its right, its non debatable.

-MMPH- He totally drives stick !!!!! Pls let's take a moment to picture him making the gear shifts !!!!!!!!!! Looking through the rear view mirror !!!!!!! reverse parking !!!!!!!!!! I'm pregnant just thinking about it

-"an automatic is basically a go-kart. a fucking toy"

-'baby please come with me to get food. I'll buy you a treat.' PREGNANT

-"he needs to study in the library? he's asking you to come." I love this head canon even more when I picture that you don't actually have anything to work on or study for, but you just go to please him and that makes him EVEN HAPPIER. rubbing your calves as he studies, while you scroll through instagram, maybe read a book. sometimes you try to understand what the fuck he is doing and he tries to explain but loses you halfway into the explanation. so he just kisses you and let's you go back to reading.

-I live for Anakin playing the sims. I NEED TO SEE THAT

-how cute would it be that when it's his turn to play he tries to recreate you to? he'd try to make the characters fuck asap

-"if i get an a on this next test will you let me bend you over the desk?" WEAK. IM WEAK. SO REAL. may I please ask for a pic around this headcanon? *begging on her knees*

-star student for sure, but I also think he doesn't study at all??? idk in my personal head canon he is the type of student who does great naturally and doesn't need to study.

-"shut up, there was homework?" and proceeds to do the fucking homework in like 5 min when it took everybody else like 2 hours to complete the damn thing

-I LOVE A MAN THAN UNDERSTANDS NUMBERS. anakin i love you

-ofc he would point out every single detail that he thinks it's off. and he would explain how he would have done it better. just factsssss

Also just a couple of things I'd love to add, from my personal head canon:

-college!Anakin wears a shit ton of flannels. also a backwards hat is glued to his head no shit

-he will always pick you up from your night classes :))) you can hear his truck turning around the corner and you heart starts to pound so fast

-you two live in different buildings, but anakin would basically live in your dorm. coming to your room after his classes, leaving his calculator on your night stand (idk, I don't understand stem majors), having spare clothes on your closet that he barely uses wink wink

-he would try and stay in his own apartment once in a while, but one night he caves and drives to your dorm like a needy puppy, "sorry baby, couldn't sleep without you between my arms"

-did I already mention the truck? HE HAS A TRUCK AND ITS BUSTED AND IT NEEDS SEVERE WORK BUT ITS HIS AND ITS BLACK AND HOT AS FUCK

-and honestly, college!Anakin flirting would be fire with a few drinks in. so smooth and shit.

-fratboy!Anakin would brag about you in every party *cries*

ALSOOOO: also what if i said engineering major!anakin fic in the works...

what if I said I'm screaming with excitement at the possibility of more engineering!Anakin

I hope you do it honey! Pls tag me when you do post it! <3

i kinda wanna write one too, you just ignited something in me babe

thank youuuuu!

Hiii !! How are you? Pleasure to meet you!

I saw your engineering major!Anakin post and when I tell you I immediately twirled around on my bed and started kicking my feet like a fucking teenage girl… I’m not joking.

This is a headcanon that has been following me ever since I entered the beautiful world of Anakin Skywalker. Seriously. I even have a one shot about lmaoooo

Could you please elaborate on that? I would love to hear your takes, discuss them and just thirst over him together! Because god lord, I’m so grateful to found someone who was the same interest on engineer Anakin. Also bonus points for college student Anakin because that’s just hot as fuck

Thank youuuu

Mina

i literally am obsessed over this concept thank you so much for indulging me! i centered it over him in college mostly because— i just... it does things to me.

also what if i said engineering major!anakin fic in the works...

a few nsfw themes in here so minors dni i will block you &lt;3

he strikes me as the type of guy you'd see once on campus and then immediately try to find him on the university's social media accounts.

he wouldn't be fucking anywhere until you find the engineering college's Instagram account

it hasn't had a single post in two years but it's okay because you find one of him !!!

and the only picture of his face is so grainy, but he's in it and he looks so fucking hot at his computer and that's enough

also he's totally unapproachable

not that he's a dick or anything, he's just cussing out all his professors in his head and worried about his last materials exam

i think in his (very limited) spare time he'd be into either metalworking or cars... probably both

like i think he could fix almost any car-related issue without having to go to a shop

axel on his car goes out? yeah he's ordering the part and putting it on his damn self

his motor blows up? he's spending his summer rebuilding it while taking sixteen hours of summer classes

and if he does have to go to a shop, it's strictly because he doesn't have time and he most certainly will pop the hood and check their work

also i believe he'd like stick shift

literally won't buy a car unless it's manual

"what the fuck is the point of an automatic"

he totally also learns how to tune in his free time and everytime you hear a car speed by you on campus you just know it's his work

now, if you're lucky enough to catch his eye i truly believe he'd be so fucking consumed by you

he'd ask you to go everywhere with him; he needs to study in the library? he's asking you to come. he has to give a dissertation? he's begging you to come watch him. it's 3am and he just finished his statics project? he's calling you like, 'baby please come with me to get food. I'll buy you a treat.'

also the biggest and most clingy bf ever in the history of the world

will stop doing his work to come watch you play the sims and just hold you (also tells you how to build a proper house despite you bing like,, "ani... the fun part is making them get into trouble not making sure their roof is durable.")

also likes to be incentivized with you

"if i get an a on this next test will you let me bend you over the desk?"

or, "i'll study better if you let me taste you, please baby?"

star-student, no question.

and he's so fucking smart it's a bit annoying because he'll bitch and moan about how bad he's doing while getting on the dean's list every year

the way he explains what he's working on is hot as fuck

numbers make sense to his mind in ways you will never understand, but good lord is it nice to watch his smart little mouth move

type of man to take you on a date into the city and point out the shitty infrastructure

"for as much rain as we get you'd think these fucking idiots would have put more drains."

"that bridge is due to fall in less than ten years, what the fuck were they thinking."

he's just the smartest boy, and you make sure to tell him any chance you get not that he agrees but he'll always say, "thank you pretty girl"

[ttlmt]

2, 3, 5, 9, 11, 16, 19, 27, 28, 56, 65?

okie im putting this under a read more cause its a Lot but thank youuuuu

2. If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

my girlfriend, we've been dating for over a year and haven't met in person yet and i want to KISS THEM

3. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.

okay this book has a bit of a story its a canadian social studies textbook that i found from a thrift store and it was stamped *with my high school* despite the thrift store being an hour away. my school was low on textbooks too, i wonder why fdglkjghs

anyway heres crossroads: a meeting of nations (i expanded to the full sentence for clarity)

Soon, a new social institution sprang up--the coffee-house--where men gathered to drink coffee, smoke the newly available tobacco from North America, and indulge in gossip or political discussions.

5. What does your latest text message from someone else say?

"i mean you're buying one" from my girlfriend, no i will not elaborate <3

9. ever had a poem or song written about you?

yes my friend's boyfriend in high school wrote a rap about me for my birthday and that sounds sweet but tbh it was extremely awkward dfkljhfd

11. Do you have any strange phobias?

i'm scared of touching doorknobs dflkfjgg also fires and being trapped.

16. Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?

at the moment definitely 5sos (honourable mentions to 1d, tfb, rks, and arkells)

19. What does your URL mean?

:)

27. What's a sound you hate; sound you love?

i HATE the sound of like fire alarms chirping (like when they need their batteries changed), and i love the sound of the ocean

28. What's your biggest "what-if"?

What if I moved school districts when I moved house before high school?

56. Are you in a relationship?

Yes

65. Give me your top 5 favourite blogs on Tumblr.

seen as this is my dnp blog, i'll stick to dnp blogs for this one lol. first 5 active blogs that come to mind are @companionsthroughlife @deadandphilgames @danandphilupdates @phanphobic and @swtty

[transgenderdragons]

4, 5, 6 for all ur little guys

YAYAYAYAYYA thank youuuuu :]€

^handy little chart if you dont know em!! yes i did just draw over a picture for ✴ im lazy ok

4.) the Crime Gang are all good secret keepers, due to being yknow Criminals. athena is the most likely to slip up bc they like to brag but its very uncommon they let anything of actual signficance slip.

chosen doesn't keep secrets. you ask they tell. ✴ is the best at keeping secrets, the light only tells you what you want to hear

5-6.) charlie HATES formal clothing. hir family was VERY strict and constantly forced her to wear "nice" clothes that aligned with hir agab. zero self expression until she hit 18 and took off. so whenever ze is prompted to wear anything similar it's very sore for her; shes definitely more chill about it than ze used to be but ze still does not like it!! she prefers to dress practically + comfortably and occasionally indulges in punk+emo styles

john likes Patterns. hes a florals man he loves some funky button ups!! he likes long shirts + no pants when hes at home :] he steers clear of anything that is skintight tho he hates that feeling. yucky gross horrible.

athena loves themself some tacky old dresses. all the horrible bullshit you can think of is shoved in their closet; they've been collecting a long time. they don't like anything boring. if theres no sparkles no frills no fun stuff whats even the point? they're comfortable with basically anything that doesnt restrict their wings/arms

chosen, as an alien, doesn't really do clothes in general but their fav thing to wear is their Special Armor, which allows them to be relatively near to ✴ without getting dissolved into dust!! they really love being around the light even though long term it's incredibly damaging and potentially fatal. lovestruck to a deadly fault <3

?.) bonus about lying bc i misremembered the first question <3: charlie, athena + john are all Experienced liars due to being criminals and also charlie + athena being So Fucking Old. charlie doesn't like to bc she has a hard time keeping up if lies start piling up but ze'll figure how to keep track if need be. john is good but would rather just not say anything. athena lies for fun lol they like to toy with people but they avoid telling anything other than small white lies to charlie and john bc trust is important when you're trying to keep each other from dying or worse! ya ^_^

chosen doesn't lie. if you ask then why they're wandering around, they'll just be like "well you see i'm setting up this here portal so my beautiful wife can completely drain all energy from your planet. would you like to assist me?" this obviously doesn't go down well but what's the loss of a few lives compared to the love of a star? they're honest and upfront and won't hesitate to take you down if you interfere with their mission! they believe themselves to be the knight in shining armor and the love they carry is more important than anything!!

✴ is a liar. the light has been manipulating creatures for a long time, chosen is just the most recent (they think they're the only one, bc they've been lied to.)

[twelvemonkeyswere]

Ao3 Tag Game

Tagged by @nire-the-mithridatist - thank youuuuu!! :3

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

Just 9! One is a short collection of one-shots so you could technically count it as “11”

2. What’s your current AO3 wordcount?

37,715 words

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

Oh I’ve written for several fandoms, but finished almost none and published even less. I have written down stuff for Doctor Who, The Mentalist, Fringe, several Sherlock Holmes fandoms (canon, Elementary, BBC Sherlock), even the Little Mermaid, the Mandalorian, and a Mexican soap opera called La Rosa de Guadalupe. And of course in AO3 I have the JB stuff from the ASOIAF/GOT fandom.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

All of them are JB!

"because of you (I took my time to come around)" - 177 kudos, my exchange fic from last year! My recipient tells me she loved it so I’m very happy about that.

"an honest muttonhead" - 119 kudos, a one shot I wrote for fictober two years ago. I wanted to read a modern AU fic with a Cleos POV, so I wrote one.

"candles burning" - 112 kudos, festive exchange fic from last year too! It’s still in progress, I have not stopped writing this, real life just got in the way.

"it’s not snails (he swears)" - 110 kudos. it’s cute this one has this many kudos! it’s the first fic I posted in AO3 with the intention of sharing. it’s also part of the fictober thing two years ago.

"in a sky full of song" - 75 kudos. a short thing I wrote because I like how Jaime is constantly looking up (at the sky, at Brienne, etc), so I wrote something with that theme in mind.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not.

I try to! I still have to answer some, mostly ones I promised myself I wouldn’t answer until I had published the next chapter of the wip they were on.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

I don’t think I have angsty endings, tbh. I suppose the most angsty ending is in “fates,” a Brienne POV story where she is a baby of four and she visits a “magic well” in Morne with her big brother. The myth is that the well tells people their fate, and they don’t believe in that, but it shows Brienne scenes of her future, and it ends with Galladon admitting he saw nothing.

7. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve ever written?

I have definitely written crossovers, even if just in my mind lol. I’m currently writing a proper crossover which is probably the most indulgent thing I have written in a long time, and one that is more of a fusion AU, if that counts. But I don’t know if either will see the light of day.

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

No, which I’m grateful for.

9. Do you write smut?

Not really, it involves a whole set of skills I’ve never really developed.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I’m aware.

11. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not on paper, but I have brainstormed fic ideas with friends and we have sort of outlined possible stories in this way. Excellent method to get an idea out of my system lol

12. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Ooof, I don’t know if I have one, tbh. I’d have to think about it. There’s not a ship that I always go “that’s MY ship” yanno. I tend to be more of “that’s MY shit” and point at full stories or even tropes, sometimes.

13. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

That’s gotta be stuff I never published for Doctor Who, probably. The Mentalist might be up there too. It was around the time I had more access to the internet and I discovered fanfic was a thing.

14. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

Oh this is a tough one. I think most of the stuff I really like that I’ve written is part of stuff I haven’t published. From the stuff I’ve published, I’m going to go with a Sherlock Holmes/Watson fic I wrote in Spanish.

My sister, who had recently come out, challenged me to write something romantic with a same-gender couple from any fandom of my choosing, because they know I’m bad at writing romance.

So I wrote “The Adventure of the Casted Leg,” where a canon Holmes and Watson are now older and finally living together as a settled couple in their Baker Street flat. Holmes breaks his leg, and is forced to rest, which bores him to death. It’s a slice of life of their time together while Holmes recovers, and it ends with the reveal that Watson had been plotting small mysteries for Holmes to solve around the house. It was pure fluff, there was a lot of Holmes thinking Watson was The Best, and my sister loved it back then, which was all I wanted. I put it up in AO3 for preservation ages ago, so it’s the one I’ve published I’m proudest of.

I'mma tag @it-may-be-dull-but-im-determined, @samirant, @im-auntie-social @tall-wolf-of-tarth if you guys want to do it and haven't yet! but if anyone wants to do it GO AHEAD and tag me!!

[kdramaxoxo]

Hi, I love your blog. It's the only kdrama indulgence that I allow myself because I work 3 jobs and I'm getting my PhD.

I'm usually pretty out of the loop on k drama so imagine my surprise when I discovered that Seo Yea-ji is currently being vilified because she allegedly gaslit her ex boyfriend. I was horrified by the news, she'd gotten me into kdramas and I have a massive crush on her.

Decided to dig deeper and I learnt that the entire basis for this accusation is an out of context alleged text thread between her and her ex. That surprised me because texts aren't really definitive proof of anything. If anyone read my texts with my sisters out of context, they'd probably assume that we're all murderers.

Sorry it's so long just wanted to vent.

“If anyone read my texts with my sisters out of context, they'd probably assume that we're all murderers.”

LMAO!

First of all can I just say that I’m so happy you like my blog so much?? Thank youuuuu! I thought I had it rough working 3 part time jobs but you get the “busiest person ever” award!

It’s funny that I got this ask because I just did an ask about JISOO where I was very hard on him, and definitively declared him human garbage who shouldn’t be a celebrity. This was based on multiple incidences and multiple sources. 

I received a TON of asks about this Seo Ye Ji when the story first came out and I just had trouble answering them because there is SO much we do not know. We know that Kim Jung Hyun was dating Seo Ye Ji and that he was having mental health issues. We know there was a text which sounds very controlling. And some employees came forward saying she was hard to work with. That’s it as far as I know.

This issue with Seo Ye Ji is the perfect example of “how hard should we be on her” based on the evidence we have? This answer will be different for everyone. If the texts are accurate and straightforward (they are not) and I’m asked to judge, she sounds abusive. However, we do not know if they had a BDSM type of relationship where they gave each other tasks, etc and mutually agreed to report to one another in a specific way. We don’t know if they had games they’d play with one another. We don’t know if in his mental illness this kind of “reporting back” however strange it is made him feel good. We just don’t have the facts and this was personal out of context texting. On top of that, he treated that actress horribly but we are only talking about Seo Ye Ji. I just wanted to point that out. 

She’s no Jisoo, but does she deserve to be cancelled? I’m not sure. There are so many divas (all genders) in Hollywood and HORRIBLE men that are still acting successfully having done much worse. But this doesn’t make it alright.  I’m disappointed in her and I’ll have trouble forgetting the texts, but I’d put her in the same category as maybe Kim Young Kwang? Just like, an icky jerkface with a pretty face who seems like they might be icky?

Open to comments if yall wanna add something!

[pissfizz]

im going to sleep. i love you so much. thank you for giving me soul eater its literally such a show. im tempted to get my siblings to watch it at some point i think theyd enjoy it. anyway. i love youuuuu. thank you for answering my millions of asks i have many thoughts all the time i appreciate the indulgence. okay good night. sleep well. talk to you tomorrow <3

I’m glad you like it dear :)) sleep well and I’ll talk to you soon !!

[emerald-amidst-gold]

13 or 21 for the affection prompts? :3

*gasp* Hulloooo! I didn't forget about youuuuu! >:3 Mainly, I had to sit on this because there was no idea within my head, but I got one finally~! So, let me WRITE IT!

Anybody ever wanted to see how Fane gets when he actually gets drunk? OH YES. Pair that with Solas getting slightly drunk and we have two fools being MORE foolish than ever before! AHAHAH! >:D

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21. laughing at their jokes - (aka Fane likes puns)

"The ceiling is..", Fane trailed off as he laid on the floor in the suite that had been afforded to him and Solas in the Winter Palace. Each of the members of Inquisition had been given a room as 'thanks' for saving Orlais, as well as endless, endless access to the cellars and he had indulged, staring at the posh ceiling above and tracing patterns he could see shifting like the sky did on occasion. It was disorienting, but he felt too warm, too relaxed to really care.

As did one other, who was no better than he was, having been goaded by Fane to indulge as well, but they were situated on the silk covered bed, on their stomach, gazing down at him with a pleased, amused smirk and a lightly flushed visage. However, Fane was so preoccupied watching the dancing wall that he didn't have time to admire the sky, but he could hear it and it was a lovely, lovely sound.

"The ceiling is..?", Solas prompted, speech slow, but still oddly in control, just more relaxed, more light.

Fane blinked a few times, mind trying to piece together what was spinning before him. The ceiling was... He didn't know, actually. It was hot. He was hot. Why was he hot? Why was the ceiling shifting? Why did he feel like he could fly? Ohhh, he drank too much, but didn't care, so he just spewed out the first thing to pop up into his liquor addled brain.

"...Orlesian.", Fane finally said, pointing with a flailing arm to the entire expanse at the ornate detailing that was so painfully, painfully grotesque in its opulence. "Orlesiiian. Ugh.", he reiterated, making a face at the word. He hated Orlais. Had he mentioned that before? No? Well, he did. Icky lions and...machinations that were what the shitty elves of Arlathan had played with.

And one of them was now laughing, but they weren't shitty. Never. Never, never, never. They were the sky, free and beautiful, and he had to look at it. Fane turned his head towards the laughter tickling his heart to gaze upon his sky, a smirk working its way onto his face as he took in the carefree appearance of Solas, cheeks flushed, sky-like eyes bright, and once prim and proper attire loose and wild as a wolf should be. Guess he wasn't the only one to have drank a bit too much. Not that he was complaining. He liked this view of the sky.

"Careful, vhenan.", Solas warned between chuckles, reaching down to where Fane was laying to poke at his nose and smirking when he elicited a tiny growl. "Say 'Orlesian' one too many times and you will sum..", he paused, looking up for a moment as if to think before pale blue shone with wisdom, continuing. "..summon the Empress, or rather, Emperor, I suppose."

Fane snorted. "Ohhh, no, no, no. Gashhh..Gas..pard..Gaspard! That's the name! I got it!", he exclaimed with a wave of hand, watching with bubbling amusement as Solas bit into his bottom lip, snorting a bit. "Gaspard is a Empress because of Briala. I made that happen. I'm clever. Big dragon brain." The words becoming more slurred, more haphazard as more warmth numbed his mind into a pleasant lull. How many bottles of wine did he have again? Fifteen?

...Twenty? He had to have a very high tolerance because that shit had been weak, not kicking in until he and Solas had retired, or well, closed the door. They weren't sleeping any time soon with the way his sky was snorting and chuckling like a fool, but he was a beautiful, beautiful fool. A premium one. A majestic one.

Solas let out another snort, face occasionally scrunching from mirth. "Ma'isenatha, I believe you are drunk~", he teased, scooting along the bed to actually ruffle at Fane's hair with a carefree smirk. Fane let out a literal groan of happiness at that touch, staring up at that the pair of eyes staring down at him, albeit upside down. The sky was perfect either way.

"Uh-uh.", Fane denied, shaking his head but stopped when the world spun more than it was already. "You're drunk. You're cheeks are all...eh." He reached up with a hand of his own to poke at a flush cheek, snorting loudly as Solas let out a snort of his own before it dissolved into quiet giggling. The sound had Fane's mouth going agape. "Holy shit, he's a giggler! The legends a true! And Varric owes me fifty sovereigns! Yesh!" Why did that make him so happy? He was loaded already, but hah! He won!

"I..I am not..pfft!", Solas tried to deny but only went back to drunkenly snorting and giggling, head going limp to rest against the foot of the bed's frame.

Fane felt a smile burst forward onto his face, actively springing up into a sitting position to point triumphantly at...well, he didn't know! He was just incredibly rallied by his victory!

"My treasure hoard grows!", Fane exclaimed as he rolled over onto his stomach, pushing himself up onto his knees with both arms and scooting to where Solas was still chortling like a literal child, pointed ears as flushed as his face.

The sight of such tempting triangles had Fane smirking like a fool as he leaned down to nip at one, growling playfully. This night was finally proving to be worth all the bullshit as Solas let out a choked gasp, head snapping up to look at him, eyes bright with blue and grey and mouth split into a wide smirk of confidence and just as much playful abandon.

Fane leaned in more, resting their foreheads together with a smirk. "See?", he inquired, quickly nipping at a pointed nose and smirking even more when a growl left his sky like thunder. "Oooo, the wolf has deigned me with his presence~"

Solas chuckled, deep and oh so dangerously, but it only made Fane want to draw them out more, pressing their foreheads together more, delving into eyes that spoke a thousand words of a thousand lifetimes. Solas' hands came up to hold him in place, propping himself up on his elbows to bring himself even closer to where Fane was now leaning against the foot of the bed, casual as can be, relaxed due to the essence flowing through his blood. One day, he hoped that this was how it could always be, alcohol or no.

...Especially if he could witness more smiles from the one who had brought one back to his own face. Though, right now, it was a smirk, a lovely, lovely smirk of youth and shamelessness. And the words that spilled from those wolfish lips had Fane dying.

"You could say this one is...dreadful, hm?", Solas drawled, but hints of lavender were laughing within pale blue and hazy grey.

"Pffft!", Fane snorted before actively beginning to laugh, giggling in his own right and disconnecting their foreheads to let his head fall into his arms against the ornate bed frame. "Ahahah! D..Dreadful! I..I get it because..pfffft!"

He heard Solas let out a fond chuckle, seemingly trying not to let the infection of his laughter send him spiraling into his own again. Dreadful! Why was that so funny?! Dreadful, hah!

...Oh, he was drunk. Yes, yes he was, but he didn't care!

A light, but sharp nip to his own pointed ear had Fane's laughter stuttering with a low snarl, picking his head up a bit with a smirk to glare with heated embers into the sky smirking back at him, eyes alight with the same fire he could feel coursing through his veins. The wolf wanted to play, did he? Oh, they would play, but as the dragons did, untamed and uncut.

"Hmm, it would appear the dragon has deigned me with his presence this eve.", Solas practically purred, a few fingers ghosting along Fane's jawline, making him shiver with a chuckling sigh. "Should I be leery of its gaze?"

Fane hummed, leaning forward and snarling low as Solas teasingly leaned back, smirking like the wolf he embodied. So that's how the sky wished to play? To make its reach unattainable? That wouldn't do because dragons were meant to fly within its expanse.

..And he would be in his sky by the top of the hour, so deep as to shatter its own Veil between the real and the imaginable.

"Not at all.", Fane drawled, slowly and surprisingly, steadily rising to his full height to practically rip into black velvet and gold silk that was his personal attire with one hand, undoing buttons and buckles with deftness despite his drunken state. His gaze sharpened with acute awareness as Solas only rested his chin into one of his hands, knees bent, elbows resting upon them as he watched him perform.

"Should I be leery of its strength, then?", Solas inquired, eyes glued to him, unashamed, enraptured with each layer of finery that was discarded with patience, as if they had all the time in the world once again. "Its tenacity? Its passion?" Every question uttered stoked the fires, made them blaze as Fane shrugged of his jacket, having opted not to wear his wraps as the formal attire had down a good job of covering him, but he had brought them for battle.

Fane shook his head, smirking even as his body was on full display, scars and all. He felt no pain, no wariness as liquid courage numbed both his mind and physical form. And it helped when his sky only reflected interest and no judgement, blue-grey orbs slowly roaming up and down his body, legs shifting against the silken sheets with anticipation, but trying to keep it subtle for a shred of propriety. He tsked, meandering his way around to the side where Solas was closest. Now, that wouldn't do. Guess he would have to...

...intervene.

"No to all of those questions, my sky.", Fane growled as he brought one knee up to rest upon the bed, reaching down with one hand to flick the clasp on his belt, unlocking it, but not unraveling it just yet. He growled once more as Solas continued to watch him, calmly, playfully, goading him with the blue that harnessed those emotions.

Solas hummed. "Then what should I be leery of, my dragon?", he asked casually before Fane struck, tackling the man onto the mattress with a snarl and a smirk. His sky let out a grunt of surprise, but easily fell into this familiar beat, reaching up to run his hands lightly along his bare arms, shivers rising in their wake, pain of scars forgotten due to the heat building between them.

Fane gazed down with hooded eyes, pleased and pleasant. "You should be leery of...", he began, leaning down to nip at an exposed neck, sliding a hand up to delicately run it down the side he was not beginning to kiss. A new heat was infecting his mind now. It was heady. It was hotter than any blazing flame. It was incandescent as Solas bore himself to him, tilting his head to allow him more access, even as words hung in the air.

Fane continued his ministrations, kissing, stroking, and teasing with his lips and hand upon a fluttering neck, but something else fluttered and it was within him that it did. It was light, airy, and...ridiculous, but he found himself saying it nonetheless. The wine was still in effect after all. He pulled back a bit, one of Solas' hands digging into a forearm, blue eyes hazy, but curious as to why he stopped.

"Fane?", his sky questioned, but Fane only snorted as he nuzzled into the neck he had just been assaulting with passion and fire. "Fane, what--"

"You know, I just had a thought.", Fane said, humming happily into the crook of Solas' neck; his sky only letting out a disbelieving chuckle and a content sigh at his shift.

"Just the one?"

"Ass.", Fane bit with no venom, but snorted as the thought popped back in like a curious spirit. "You want to hear it or not?"

"Go on.", Solas said around a hum, hand beginning to hum through his hair slowly, tenderly, the other tracing light patterns along his back, following the path of a few scars he knew were there, but that didn't bother Fane as he started to giggle like an idiot.

"Well...", Fane started, lifting his head a bit to gaze down into curious, amused orbs, a smile greeting him with equal lightness embedded in its curves. "I just realized, I'm a dragon..."

Solas nodded. "You are, and...?", he prompted, quirking an eyebrow with that same smirk.

"I'm getting there! Sheesh..", Fane said with a slight pout before snorting again. "I'm a dragon and you're the sky to me. Guess what that means?" He waggled his eyebrows a bit, biting into his bottom lip at his brilliant revelation! He was, indeed, a clever dragon! Decider of empires! Gazer of mankind!

Solas blinked, eyebrows drawing together before blue widened and a good natured, but exasperated groan left his smirking lips.

"Vhenan, do not--"

"Ready for a dragon to be inside of you, my sky?", Fane asked with giddiness, snorting and chuckling like the fool that he was. He was so smart! So smart!

"You are dreadful.", Solas quipped back between his own chuckling and snorts, face twisting with mirth before it broke; the two of them busting out into drunken, light laughter at the terrible, terrible humor they both possessed.

They were both dreadful, dreadful, and dreadful, but they didn't care when the world seemed small and their problems smaller amid echoes of empires and twinkling gold.

***

They're idiots, Your Honor. This is a fact that cannot be denied nor rejected. However, it can be acquitted for they are in LOVE!! *dinosaur screech of LOVE*

I hope you enjoyed it! <3

[teddybeartoji]

nickname + routine for mitoru !!

MAIIIIII MY ANGEL MY LOVE MWAH MWAH MWAH

nickname - what are some names they like to call the other?

OOOH MY GOD SATORU IS SO INSUFFERABLE WITH NICKNAMES AAAAAAAAAAAA IDK HOW HE KEEPS COMING UP WITH THEM!!!!! his most used one is still just 'baby' though he loves calling me baby and he loves it when i call him baby hehehehe

but then he does go around calling me snookums and sweetheart and angel and honey bunny and kitty and bubba and silly goose and the missus and boyfriend and peanut and cupcake and darling and pookie and peaches and sweet pea and hot stuff and and and i could just keep going idk he just pulls these out of nowhere (i love it)

i do sometimes steal some of them too but yeah i love calling him baby like i already said aaand sweetheart and also darling and angel:33333333333 i seem to be a proper... sap......................... (i would kill for him)

routine - what’s something they do together like clockwork?

SUNDAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! every sunday we eat pancakes together and then clean the apartment and that goes like clockwork too btw. he does whine a little but it's more just for the dramatics bc we both think it's fun to do it together yk? we put on some music and we laugh and then it all gets done so much faster than it would if you were doing it alone and it's perfect. it's our little routine<3333

aaand then after all that we always take a bubble bath and we wash each others hair and usually it's quiet when we do it bc we're so tired from all the cleaning but it's sooo so comfortable. there are no words needed, it all just flows so smoothly. and after soaking in the water for way too long lmao we get out and then we dry each other off and apply moisturizer too. we just have to do everything together ok it's #true love AND THENNNN THE MOST IMPORTANT PART IS THE FACE MASKSS!!!!!!!!!!!! THE SKINCAREEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

we put them on alongside with out cute little sanrio headbands and pyjamas and then we always try to kiss each other without messing up the masks lmao idk why we keep doing it it's so stupid BUT YEAHHH and then we go and snuggle up on the bed and put on a film or a tv show and it's just the best thing ever i love spending my sundays with him so so much wahh:((((( I LOVE HIMMMM<333333

selfship asks!

[yannfredericks]

PLEASE talk about your polly backstory 👀

omg ty SO much for asking!!! 🥺 (and sorry for taking far too long to answer!!)

To me, polly shows obvious signs of being an only child with a massive inferiority complex instilled by her parents for not meeting their outrageous expectations, but I think that’s only if you’re specifically looking to understand why she is the way she is and not just writing her off as Pretty Popular Girl Is A Bitch :) This has gotten very long so I'll put it under a read more!

So in my mind, she’s not only an only child, but the only gryffindor in an all slytherin family. Her family were ~almost~ in the sacred 28 (which they pride themselves on) and only missed out due to the ‘unfortunate’ choice of partners a very select few of their ancestors made. They weren’t necessarily on Voldemort’s side, but I wouldn’t say that they were overly opposed either, I imagine they mostly kept themselves to themselves and skirted by by keeping up appearances and being friendly with, but not close enough to end up entangled with, pure blood extremist families. So not great people needless to say, quite cowardly too in all honesty for all their ambitions of being amongst the likes of the Malfoys. While this mostly concerns her grandparents, they raised her parents to have the same values and general outlook on life.

So then we come to Polly’s childhood. Her parents never really loved her unconditionally so much as loved the idea of her being the golden child to restore their name and carry on their legacy. Which was unfortunate when she failed to show any signs of magic for the first 9/10 years of her life. They didn’t have any real time for her being a child and mostly regarded her and expected her to behave like a little adult. She didn’t get to play or actually be a child really, she was usually left to her own devices outside of schooling and piano classes and was in many ways, raised by the family house elf Pipsey. Polly mostly saw her parents at the dinner table, for breakfast and supper and had the rest of the day to herself, mostly shut in her room with her piano (which, although reasonably good at it, she grew very quickly bored of). She had a very vivid imagination and grew bored of study and lessons easily. She wasn’t given any dolls but managed to make her own out of the clothes she grew out of, while they weren’t very pretty she loved them and could create stories out of the most mundane things since that was really all she had at her disposal. This carries on for the first 6/7 years of her life, she would create stories in her room for hours and was much closer with Pipsey than her parents knew, which meant that Pipsey was often involved in her (very limited) play time under Polly’s instruction. This lasted until she started homeschool.

She was expected to study every day from the day she started school as her parents demanded excellence, which is where the disappointment started but no where near where it ended. She was schooled in a group of other pure blood girls, the children of her family’s friends, which was where she first learnt how effective manipulation and humiliation was. Actually, that’s not quite true, the first person she learnt that from was her father, who seemed to find endless things about polly childish, unbecoming and disappointing. Her mother wasn’t much better, and the more time that passed without her showing any signs of magic, the more resigned and borderline hateful they became of her, calling her a squib and a ‘failed endeavour’, and unfortunately, as children often do, she started mimicking this behaviour around the other girls and found out very quickly how to get what she wanted. Whether that be to get a specific girl to be her best friend, another to be ignored by everyone, to get answers for the homework, to get out of the homework, or most importantly: frighten the girls out of ever bringing up the fact that she couldn’t do magic. She probably made threatening comments about being very powerful and not trusting herself to use magic around them to cover up the fact that she was coming up nine and a half and still hadn’t had a single instance of magic.

I don’t think she really understood how horrible her behaviour was then and likely thought this was normal behaviour bc the girls she was schooled with weren’t exactly nice either, and when that’s how people behave in your home and in your class/every aspect of your life you tend to make the assumption that that's just how everyone is. It made her feel good in the moment, having power over others often does have a certain appeal, however dark, but I imagine she spent a lot of time thinking about it at night and feeling awful but not being able to articulate why. I like to picture her having long chats with Pipsey and skirting around the subject, wanting to talk about it but being too afraid to find out what was making her feel this way.

Skip forward and her parents began to talk about replacing Pipsey, she’s old and a lot slower these days and far, far too indulgent with Polly. Polly, struggling to get her parents attention at the best of times, begs and begs them to keep her on, begs them to just get another elf to help alongside Pipsey instead of getting rid of her entirely, and when they refuse to listen and send her off to her room, she throws the tantrum to end all tantrums, screaming, crying, kicking, throwing things, all the behaviour she has been taught against suddenly comes tumbling out of her until they all realise that she's levitating their massive heavy wooden bookshelf up and up in a very menacing way over her parents.

It’s not her conscious intention to hurt them, but on a subconscious level it’s definitely her desire to make them feel the hurt, upset, and fear that they’ve made her feel, and I’d consider this the first time we see just how strongly she cares for the people she loves. It’s the fear of losing Pipsey that drives her to use magic for the first time. Her parents are OVERJOYED at this display of magic as they’d honestly almost completely given up on her and decide to keep Pipsey as a reward for her display. Not a great thing bc it instilled in her the idea that she can get whatever she wants if she throws a big enough tantrum and is threatening enough, but on the other hand it teaches her to always fight for what she feels is right so... plus Pipsey is so grateful to Polly for working so hard to keep her (as if Polly would /ever/ let anything stand between her and what she loves)

The magic doesn’t come easily after this though, it comes rarely and is quite difficult for her since she’s been raised to be so reserved and emotionless, but she’s felt it now and manages to achieve the barest of minimums from here on out. I don’t think magic is exclusively connected to emotional states or a persons openness but being closed off has definitely been to the detriment of Polly’s power. She’s got a renewed sense of self worth from the experience though and begins to feel once again like she might be able to make her parents proud.

She gets her Hogwarts letter and it is the happiest she’s ever been and it’s the closest they’ve ever felt like a real family. Everything is perfect until the moment she meets Yann Fredericks on the train and her world image starts to crumble.

Yann is easily the nicest person she's ever met and it's confusing and INFURIATING and she has no idea how to cope with it, but suddenly (and she doesn't know HOW) she has a friend and the sorting hat is on her head and she's in Gryffindor with this boy she's only known a few hours and her entire world is upside down.

That first night she creeps down into the Gryffindor common room because she's so confused and sick with anxiety that she can't sleep, only to find Yann down there too. He also can't sleep, but his reason is that he misses his mums and his sister Leah, and the combination of that mixed with his excitement for the years ahead means that he probably won't sleep for hours. They end up talking about anything and everything until they can't keep their eyes open, and although she's still more nervous than she's ever been, she's also made her first real friend. They end up having long, quiet chats in that corner almost every night for the rest of their time at Hogwarts.

She gathers the courage to write to her parents the next day and never receives a reply, which is a reply in itself, and she's absolutely devastated. Not to mention she's not managing any better with her magic, and seems to be just about the only one with this issue except for:

Albus Potter.

Her homeschool days come back to her and suddenly she's picking on Albus and pointing out all his flaws and the fact that he can hardly manage any magic it all and now no one even notices that she can't get her feather to levitate or a broom into her hands because they're all noticing that in Albus. It's not nice and it doesn't make her feel good, but it's a relief to not have to worry about herself when she's got everyone laughing at someone else's misfortune. And in doing so she makes another friend: Karl Jenkins! Who seems equally as keen to make jokes at the expense of others, and who introduces her and Yann to his friend Craig Bowker Jr.

I could go on and on but it's already taken me like, a year, to answer this!! and it gets a bit more just 'story' rather than 'backstory' from here so there you have it! I'm sorry for taking an absurd amount of time and for rambling so much and probably only making a small amount of sense but there you have it! I love Polly so much and I'm so excited for her to grow, mature and get the help that she needs to become the person that she's meant to be <3 Thank you thank you thank you for asking!! I am literally always down to talk about Polly, or any other member of the gang, and I will endeavour to do better than a year's turn around in future <3 love youuuuu

[cybertronian-cupid]

*crashes in through the window*

Alrighty folks!

Since there are "almost adults" and minors on the prowl again, here's a little reminder before our Twitter and content that will be also posted on here, becomes a thing for real;

We keep saying this because we are still a new blog, and we want to make things clear from the begining! You guys have all been wonderful and amazing, and we wanna keep it that way!

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So, the short version:

This is an 18+ y/o selfship blog!

Don't wanna see porn with the muses? BLOCK #Cupids get fragged

Don't wanna see porn at all cuz you're here for the cute kind of selfshipping? BLOCK #Valveplug and #Suggestive

STILL seeing porn, even after all that? You either clicked the ReadMore by accident or your name is Jared, and in that case I will help you learn how to read first, before giving you a cookie and sending you on your merry way! If you come back a second time AND DECIDE YOU WANNA BITCH ABOUT CLEARLY TAGGED CONTENT, Mila will be here to help you, as she is the blog bouncer :3

[Gregoria and her longass explanation BELOW THE READMORE!]

Love you guys! 🖤💜🖤~🏩

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HI! I am a BIG LOVER of saying things "just in case" and general warnings regarding activity and such. SO, HERE WE GO!

This is an ADULT shipping blog. With SELF INSERTS and Anons and humans/humanoids being the main focus!

Yes, that would mean if you don't block certain tags! You're gonna see THE MUNS (Gregoria:ME! and Mila:MY DARLING!) GETTING SPIKED! SPIKING! SPIKES! VALVES! FRAGGING! PLUGS! JACKS! CABLES! WIRING! INSERT WHATEVER OTHER FANDOM WORD COULD BE USED!!!

(For anyone new to the fandom: smut and FUCKING with these giant metal robots! Or their holoforms! Humanformers? Mass displaced robots? To keep it short: fucking=fragging)

For the sake of anyone who doesn't wanna see self indulgent visual art like that, for anyone who is sex repulsed, or it just isn't their cup of tea... HEY! YOU'RE STILL FUCKING VALID AND AWESOME!

HERE ARE THE TAGS TO BLOCK IT FOR WHATEVER REASON YOU HAVE!

(Untagged porn is the last thing anyone wants to see on their dash... Which is also why there are so many WARNINGSSSSSS on this blog WHEN THERE SHOULD BE MORE SOFTNESS AND PORNNNNN THAT WAITS TO BE POSTED! Because while we trust you wonderful people, saying stuff beforehand will save us all headaches)

#Cupids get fragged: Muses fragging someone or getting fragged by someone

#Valveplug: anything you would not want your mother to see (Unless your mother is also a robot fucker and/or if she is only your mother in the bedroom... In that case, you still know best what your mommy wants to see)

#Suggestive: Someone might just be having a snack *proceeds to hold and handle the bananas and ice creams and etc in that way* Just a hint, not necesarily dirty... Yet >8}

As with any of our Valveplug posts, the art will be under a Read More/Keep Reading aka just a click away! There will be a short summary of what you can expect if y͟o͟u͟ click on that button!

*leans in*

We are adults, yes? We are all capable of understanding free will and what clicking a thing means, YES?

GOOD!

*leans back*

Neither me nor Mila are all knowing, nor do we want to be!

But you guys CAN ALWAYS TELL US

"Hey! Could you use this tag?" or

"Hey guys, this should be tagged X" or any variation, help is appreciated.

THIS BLOG IS MEANT FOR OUR FUN!

WE WANT TO SHARE OUR FUN WITH YOU FOLKS! If we make a mistake it's because WE AIN'T PRIMUS!

These longass posts I put out are HERE CUZ I AIN'T RATCHET! My enjoyment does not come from nagging you guys left and right! NEITHER DOES MILA! Neither does Ratchet probs, but! Not the point!

We are also not gonna beat around the bush.

So let me say it loud and clear!

THIS is A SELFSHIPPING BLOG!

THIS, to us, INCLUDES THE HORNY VISUALS! (Yea, yea, I am personaly also a slut for cuddling by the fire and drinking the beverage of your choice, but hey. Sometimes you want to frag a sentient dino or a bucket or an airplane or a truck or a motorcyle or *vague motion illustrating a vehicle*... You know?)

YOU DON'T WANNA SEE IT?! we respect your decision, there are tags in place for you to block if you no likey (scroll back on top of this post), hopefuly you can stay and enjoy the softness!

But if you're leaving now, thank you for the wonderful time we've had, have some cookies for your troubles, tataaa, enjoy a different blog, AND BE KIND AND CONSIDERATE TO THE FELLOW ARTISTS, THANK YOUUUUU!

(I ain't no ones mommy, but bare minimum decency is a thing that seems to be lacking in fandoms these days ^w^)

*deep breath*

Alrighty~

Now that THIS is all nice and addressed and cleared up! It's time for me and my darling to tackle those requests of yours~

UNTIL NEXT TIME YOU WONDERFUL PEOPLE! TAKE SOME COOKIES FOR MAKING IT THIS FAR!

🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪

*jumps back from whence I came*

Lots of love,

~Gregoria🏩

[empyreandarkling]

felines, honeybee, lace

MIRELLLAAAAAAAAA *dotes on you lovingly* Thank you for sending me an ask. It’s been an age since I received these! Plus, you know I love you, like super amounts anyway. Because you’re awesome. Thank youuuuu~

Felines: Something that makes you feel better after a hard day?

Pajamas. They are the cure all for the pernicious thing we call adult responsibility. I am legit 100% feeling Queen-dressed-to-slay vibes in public but when I get home and the door is shut and the world is on the right side of it, I am pajama-bound and not giving a singular fuck. If I have food that is bad for me and a TV series waiting as well, then it’s a good day. Speaking of, just about to start Season 8 of The Walking Dead!

Honeybee: Name something positive you have done for yourself or someone else in the last two weeks.

My brother and his wife are expecting their second child, a beautiful baby girl to be a little sister to my darling pain in the ass nephew. They had their baby shower this weekend gone, and they’ve been fretting over spending money to prepare for their new addition. My baby shower gift was £100 for them to spend on frilly, pretty things. To feel like they can indulge their whims. My family are ready to dote upon their every whim so the responsible items will be taken care of. 

I want them to enjoy this time, to make the most of it, and with Christmas coming up, I’m prepared to spoil them rotten. It makes me happy to see them happy so I suppose this is for me as well as them, but I’m content to be selfish in that if it makes my family happy.

Lace: Your favorite things to wear?

Oh my gosh, sugar bean, of course you would ask me this. Lace is among one of my favourite things to wear. It’s a very sensual fabric. Also taffeta, silk, matte satin, velvet. I love my soft, heavy fabrics, corsets, flowing sleeves, and a more recent addition to my style is the pinup twist (although I am inclined more towards the novelty prints, specifically Halloween). It depends on my mood, and I bounce between my variations like a kitten on crack, but I can add pictures too!