#this'll be an adjustment lol

[thenightshiftcomic]

Dying of Can't Show People Art Yet-itis

[penisbutterjellytime]

super old rdr oc

[sissylittlefeather]

How the Web Was Woven: Chapter 1

A/N: New series alert! This is a time travel/soulmate AU with Elvis and a reader insert. I've had this one in my head for a while, so I hope you enjoy it! It'll get spicy soon, but this chapter is mostly setup. Hang in there! I think this'll be good! Special thanks to my beta reader, @ccab for helping me with this one, as always.

Warnings: none really. This is mostly fluffy setup! Oh yeah, there's an erection lol

Word count: ~2.7k

You've been an Elvis fan for your entire life. Your grandmother was a big fan and it's something the two of you shared while she was alive. Since she passed, you've become even more obsessed, traveling to Graceland and anywhere Elvis performed whenever you have a chance. It's weird, but you have this strange feeling like there's something that ties you to him, despite the fact that he died 10 years before you were born. You don't really tell people this, but everyone who knows you knows how much you love him. Your roommate is consistently amazed at the lengths you'll go to in order to experience something related to him.

"You're really going to miss class for half a week to go to Tupelo?"

"Yes. I don't know why, but I need to be there at the same time he was."

"Y/n, it's 2007. He's not going to be there."

"I know that, Katie. I can't explain it. Just mark me present in algebra, please." She shakes her head with her eyebrows raised.

"If you insist."

******

It's 1957 and Elvis has had a small break since his last show, so he spent it at his new home in Memphis. The house is everything he's ever dreamed of for his family, so he's almost reluctant to go back on the road. Still, he's promised to do another show in his hometown after the one last year was so successful. Going back to Tupelo is always a strange experience for him, especially now that his financial situation has changed so much. His memories there are difficult, at best, so it's strange to go back as a famous performer.

He shakes his head to refocus on the conversation he's in about getting things ready to leave. The Colonel is there and he'll need to get in a car with him soon. No time to ponder the philosophy of how much things can change in a few short years.

"My boy, are you ready to leave? We need to make sure we have plenty of time to get there before the show."

"Yeah, I'm ready. Let me grab my suitcase." He picks up the piece of luggage and wraps his mother in a hug. She whispers in his ear.

"Love you, booby. We'll see you soon." He nods and kisses her cheek. Then, he makes his way to the car and slides into the back seat. Next stop: Tupelo.

******

When you get to Tupelo, you head straight to the fairgrounds where Elvis played his show in '57. There's something magical about being there exactly 50 years later. You wander around the site, closing your eyes to imagine what it must have been like to be there to see him. There's a strange pang in your heart like you miss him, even though you've never met him.

******

Elvis is putting on his best show for all the screaming girls in the audience. He's dressed in a gold jacket and black pants and he's not holding back at all in his performance. He sings, he dances, he wiggles, and the girls go wild.

Something about the energy of the crowd and the feeling of being on stage has him excited. He does his best to hide it during the performance and is pretty sure he manages to keep anyone from noticing. But as soon as the show is over, he knows he's going to need to find somewhere private to either take care of himself or at least adjust his pants so that it's less obvious. He runs down the steps of the stage and heads behind it to try to find some kind of place to do what he needs to do.

As he's walking around quickly, he gets the strangest feeling in his stomach and then runs smack into a girl.

******

You're wandering around where the stage would've been when you run into him. The shock of meeting another person here at the fairgrounds after dark is nothing compared to what you feel when you look up at him as he grabs your upper arms to steady you.

"Honey, be careful. I'm on a mission here."

"Holy shit. You're..."

"Yes. Now I have to..." He looks you up and down and realizes the strange outfit you're wearing. Then he looks up and realizes the stage has disappeared. He looks around frantically, forgetting that he needs to posture himself to hide his erection.

"You're... how? Oh God." You can't believe what's happening. You're pretty sure you must have fallen asleep somewhere. You pinch your arm, just to be sure. But no, this is Elvis Presley. And he has a massive erection.

"What the hell is going on here, honey?" He looks into your eyes fearfully.

"I don't know. Are you really... you?"

"I'm Elvis Presley, if that's what you're asking. Where are we?"

"We're in Tupelo. At the fairgrounds."

"No, that's where I just was." He looks around again and you look down, blushing.

"Are you... are you okay?" You ask sheepishly. He gasps and turns away from you to rearrange himself. When he turns back around, he grabs you by your upper arms and looks into your eyes again.

"What is happening?" Just then, the security guard calls to you from across the grounds.

"Hey! You can't be here!"

"Oh, shit, we need to go. Come with me." You grab his hand and pull him toward the exit. He follows along reluctantly.

"I'm sorry; I know this is weird, but we need to go." You break into a jog and he jogs along with you, still holding your hand. When you finally make it back out to your car in the parking lot, you stop and catch your breath.

"Okay, honey, what the hell is going on?"

"I need you to not freak out when I tell you this." He shrugs.

"I can't make any promises."

"You, well, you travelled through... through time."

"I don't understand."

"Elvis, it's 2007. You've travelled 50 years into the future."

His face goes white and you're afraid he's about to pass out, so you quickly open the car door and let him fall into your front seat.

"The future?"

"Yes."

"2007?!"

"Yes."

"That's why you're dressed so strangely. And why this car is... different..." He looks around your car incredulously. You nod.

"Is this a thing people do in the future? Travel through time?!"

"Oh absolutely not. I don't know how this happened. Also my outfit is not strange. Your outfit is strange." He smiles a little and then leans back against the seat, wiping his forehead with his hand. You walk around the car and slide into the driver's seat. He turns and looks at you.

"Well, I guess I'm stuck here. Where are we going?"

"You're really Elvis Presley?"

"I'm pretty sure." You shake your head, trying not to cry, but the tears start to stream down your face. "Aw, honey, don't cry. Why are you crying?"

"I can't believe it's you. I've loved you forever."

"How do you know who I am?" You open your mouth to answer and then close it quickly. You'll have to be careful with what you say, so you don't tell him too much about his future. Assuming you'll be able to get him back where he came from.

"My grandma was a big fan of your music in the '50s."

"Oh. Your grandma?! I'm sorry. I keep forgetting what year you said it is."

"It's 2007. Exactly 50 years from where you were."

"50 years. Wow. So I'm 72?! Wherever I am." You swallow hard. You can't tell him. You decide to change the subject.

"I need to go home. I guess you'll have to come with me. Unless you object?"

"Where else am I going to go?"

"That's a good point. Back to campus we go."

"Campus?"

"Yeah, I'm in college. You're gonna have to stay at my dorm. I hope that's not too weird." He looks at you with an incredulous smile.

"Everything about this is weird."

"That's valid." You both laugh as you start the car and drive away.

******

When you pull into a parking space on campus, it's close to 1am. He yawns. You forget how tired he must be. You've actually been able to talk quite a bit on the drive and you're surprised at how easy he is to talk to.

"Are we going to have to sneak?" He looks at you curiously.

"Well, no. This is a coed dorm. No one cares."

"A coed dorm?! What has the future come to?"

"Oh, honey, you have no idea." You make your way to the elevator and ride up to your floor. When you get to your door, you realize you're going to have to come up with a story for your roommate.

"Okay. You're an ETA. Follow my lead."

"I'm sorry. A what?"

"Elvis tribute artist. Impersonator. Basically you're a guy that likes to dress up as you." He laughs.

"That exists?"

"Ha. Yeah. Try not to ask too many questions." You put your key in the door and open it carefully. Hopefully, Katie is already in bed and you won't have to have this conversation.

But she's not.

"And just what kind of hour do you call- oh. Hello." She stops her sarcastic greeting when she realizes you're not alone.

"Katie, this is... John. John, this is Katie, my roommate."

"Nice to meet you, Katie." He extends his hand and she takes it slowly. She turns to you.

"I didn't expect you to pick up a stray in Tupelo."

"Yeah, well, look at him. How could I say no?" Her eyes wander back to Elvis and she shrugs.

"I can't say that I blame you. Okay, well, you two don't have too much fun. I'm going to bed now that I know you're home safely." She turns and heads into her bedroom. Thankfully, you live in a suite style dorm, so you each have your own room. You gesture for him to follow you and head into your room.

"You're going to have to stay in here with me. If you sleep on the couch, it'll be too weird. I'm sorry."

"Does she think...? Is this something you do a lot?" He looks at you with a glint in his eye.

"I mean, not a lot. No. Honestly, like never." You feel yourself blush and you look at your feet. He puts his hand under your chin and tips your face up to look at him.

"It's okay. I'm learning quickly that the future is different. I don't mind staying in here with you." Your stomach flip flops when he touches you and you're overwhelmed with a need for him to kiss you. He seems to feel something too because he turns from you and clears his throat.

You go to your drawers and dig for something he can wear. Luckily, you wear a lot of men's sweatpants and oversized t-shirts to sleep, so you get an outfit together for him and show him the bathroom to change. When he comes back out, you laugh. He seems so out of place dressed so casually. You change into pajamas and wash your face, coming back out to find him settled into half of your double bed. You crawl into the bed next to him and he turns over on his side facing you.

"Thank you for taking care of me. You didn't have to do that. You don't know me from Adam."

"Well, I somehow feel like this is my fault. I'm not sure how, but I feel responsible. And I do know you, kind of. Thank you for trusting me to take care of you." He smiles.

"I didn't have much choice. But it's strange. I feel like I know you, somehow. Like we met once and forgot about it. But I know that's not possible. Either way. I'm glad to be here with you." The feeling that you want him to kiss you is back. But he doesn't. Instead, he closes his eyes and is asleep pretty quickly. You roll over and try to go to sleep too, ignoring the racing thoughts in your head.

You really have Elvis Presley in your bed.

******

When you wake up, you're tucked up under his chin with his arm around you. You're not sure how you got this snuggled up, but it feels nice and for a second you forget who he is. He stirs about the same time you do and stretches, wrapping his arms around you tighter. When you realize the situation, you sit up.

"Oh, God, I'm sorry."

"Don't be, honey, it was nice." He yawns and pulls you back down to him. You relax against his chest and he kisses the top of your head.

"You don't even know me." You whisper.

"Yes, I do. And I like you. Is that okay?" You nod and wrap your arms around him.

"What are we doing today?" He seems to be taking being stuck in 2007 in stride. What you don't know is that he's actually really grateful for the break from his performance schedule. And he can't explain it, but he knows you somehow. Or at least, that's how it feels.

"Oh, well, I already missed my 9am class, so I guess we will hang out around town. We need to go to the mall and get you some clothes. You can't be wandering around in that ridiculous gold jacket." He laughs.

"What do guys wear these days?" You think about the skinny jeans and band tees and you're not sure what to tell him. This might be harder than you thought.

******

At the mall, you take him to a store that sells guy's clothes and watch him as he marvels at the modern styles. He's immediately drawn to the studded belts and you laugh, thinking of the studded jumpsuits he'll wear in the '70s. You find some jeans that aren't too skinny and he stands looking at the wall of band t-shirts.

"All of these are rock'n'roll groups?!"

"Well, we don't call it that anymore, but pretty much."

"Which ones do you like?" You point to a few of them and tell him about the music you listen to that isn't his.

"Can we listen to them?"

"Of course! But clothes first." You take him to the fitting rooms and he picks out a few pairs of pants and some button down shirts. You also let him pick out a studded belt and he goes with a pink one with silver studs. When you get to the checkout counter, he's absolutely shocked at how much it costs. You assure him that this is normal and pay for his things. As you walk out, he leans over and whispers.

"If I ever get back to '57, I'll never complain about the cost of things ever again." You laugh and take the hand he offers as you walk through the mall. He's amazed at how many stores there are and all the noise and technology that's around you. He keeps stopping and looking at things, so it takes you a while to make it through. He stops at a calendar kiosk and finds a calendar with photos of himself. You quickly yank it away from him and put it back.

"You can't see that."

"Aw, honey, why not?"

"I can't let you learn anything about your future." He looks at you with concern.

"Is it that bad?"

"Well, not exactly. I just don't want to ruin anything for you. You have to live it."

"If I ever get back."

"You must, or this calendar wouldn't exist. We'll figure something out." He puts his arm around your shoulders as you move on through the mall.

When you get back to the car, you pull a cd from the holder on your car visor and put it in for him to listen to. His eyes widen as the fast-paced drums and guitar chords start.

"Wow."

"This is what you started. You made this happen."

"It's so... it's a lot. But I like it. A lot." He starts moving to the music and you laugh.

"I'd love to see these guys live."

"I have. It's pretty great." He looks at you with envy as you start to sing along to the music. Somewhere inside him, he kind of hopes you won't be able to find a way for him to get back. Everything in this time intrigues him and the thought of leaving you is certainly not appealing, especially once he hears you sing.

Maybe he'll just stay with you forever.

******

Until Chapter 2!

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[quinloki]

as somebody who is really interested in tarot but is SO BAD at memorizing the card meanings (i've decided to just make my own custom oracle deck at this point), i'm curious if you had any headcanons/thematic ties between the major arcana and one piece characters??

hope this isn't too far out of left field! <3

IT IS NOT - THIS IS FANTASTIC

Two of my favorite things - MY TWO FAVORITEST THINGS IF I HAD TO PICK \o/ THIS IS LIKE A FREE CHRISTMAS

Forgive me, this'll be a bit off the top of my head, so I may make adjustments at some later date, but I absolutely MUST do my best to answer this RIGHT NOW. (I'm vibrating I'm so delighted by this \lol/)

0 The Fool/Luffy - The Fool isn't an idiot, as some people assume based on the name of the card, he's on a journey - as a matter of fact, it's a journey he takes *through* the major arcana. He learns about the world, and himself - about injustices and his own morals and limits. The Fool is about the journey.

1 The Magician/Shanks - The Magician is effectively the Fool's first teacher. The Magician card is as above, so below. He's all the major suits, he's magic and power. Good or Evil isn't relevant (though generally it's always positive to see this card).

2 The High Priestess/Nami - The Priestess is strong girl power - well, strong "things we often associate with feminine energy". She doesn't back down, she knows her strengths, and her weaknesses. There's a bluntness here too, and a fierceness. It's very "That look Nami gave Sanji on Whole Cake Island."

3 The Empress/Nico Robin - The Empress is more a motherly vibe and less a Strong Boss Lady vibes. She's caring, nurturing, protective, but not restrictive. There's a caring vibe that resonates with this that isn't really found in the Priestess.

4 The Emperor/Jinbei - I'm just name some moments - Making Luffy remember his nakama, giving him his blood, not joining when he wanted too - joining when he could do it right. Supporting Luffy even from a distance. Stern, strong, wise, educated, Supportive. Big Good Masculine Vibes.

5 The Hierophant/Monkey D. Garp - The hierophant is a teacher of sorts, kind of a societal vibe vs what The Magician teaches. Here to show you the path you "should" travel. Not necessarily the path you're going to want to travel - just know the road's probably going to be bumpier if you don't listen to him, but contextually, it could be more rewarding.

6 The Lovers/Roronoa Zoro - The Lovers Does NOT MEAN JUST ROMANTIC LOVE or sexy love or whatever. The Lovers is a card about dedication, devotion - being there for someone completely, and that person being there for you completely. Partners. This is a good Kid x Killer vibe card too.

7 The Chariot/Thousand Sunny - The Chariot is about motion, but controlled motion. There's generally no reins being depicted for this card (sometimes there is), but the person is still in control. The crew didn't have much direction when the Merry Go was their ship, but comparatively, they did with Sunny.

8 Strength/Usopp - Strength isn't usually talking about physical strength. It's strength of will. Why Usopp? Facing off against Luffy was an immense show of strength, and his growth after that was even more so. It's very much inline with the card.

9 The Hermit/Sanji - The Hermit doesn't *want* to be alone, but the Hermit often needs it. Not the kind of alone that means shoving everyone away, the kind of alone that sits on the bow of the ship and contemplates their sense of self. Sanji has a lot of work to do in this, but I also think he's a character who has done a LOT of it long before he met Zeff.

10 Wheel of Fortune/The whole bloody series honestly - The Wheel Turns, and things change. This card means whatever is going on now, isn't going to be going on tomorrow. The good times will end, the bad times won't last forever. Everything changes. Appreciate the good while you can, and weather the hard times knowing they won't last.

11 Justice/ - Hrm.

12 The Hanged Man/Trafalgar Law - Sometimes the best thing to do is nothing at all. Sometimes you need to just Stop and Think about things. Maybe Law over thinks sometimes (he certainly has the whole "sacrifice oneself for the greater good" vibe going one, which can also be a thing for this card.)

13 Death/The Going Merry - Change is inevitable, and while the Wheel is about day to day changes, Death is about BIG changes. Changes that don't leave you the same as they found you. Changes that can break you if you don't roll with them - Changes you CANNOT outrun.

14 Temperance/Several Characters- Temperance is about balance, a lot like Justice, but with Temperance there is emotion that you don't find in Justice. My knee jerky reaction places several characters here - Robin's mom, Nami's mom, and Rosinante (my apologies for being bad with names and not wanting to break from this to look them up.) These people all had a strong connection to temperance - doing what needed done, not because of logic or justice, but because of love.

15 The Devil/Doflamingo - The Devil is about choice. Generally it's about negative choices and not positive ones, because it's about the chains that bind us to the things that pull us down. It's about crumbling and failing because we chose to do things the way we did. I liken Doffy to this, since we often don't see what it is we're doing wrong, and with the wrong people around us, well, we just keep going headlong into the wrong path. (Doffy isn't the devil in this card, Trebol could be, but Doffy is definitely the one in chains).

16 The Tower/Marine ford - I don't know that I really need to say anything else ^^;

17 The Star/Silvers Rayleigh - Thinking back to how this is story of journey for the Fool, Rayleigh is the perfect character to follow Marine Ford. He didn't heal Luffy like Law did, he didn't heal him like how Jinbei did. He just offered hope - a chance to recover from the rough and harsh lessons that came before him, and make sure Luffy could continue forward on his own.

18 The Moon/Momonosuke - Wary, anxious - the moon is about intuition, but not "oh I knew they were gonna kiss" kinds of intuition. It's about knowing something is wrong, something is looming, something is unavoidable and you don't know WHY you're nervous and afraid (or maybe you have an inkling) you just are. The moon is fear of the unknown, and it's not a card that has any answers most of the time - you just have to get through it.

19 The Sun/Sabo - It's his memories coming back, him meeting Luffy in the Coliseum, eating the fruit, holding that newspaper to his chest and smiling like a DOOF when he sees his little brother is doing well. It wasn't necessarily all rainbows, but there's clarity there - everything is illuminated, no shadows. Shit hurt for a while, but he can see the good in it all.

20 Judgement/Portgas D. Ace - This card isn't so much about wiping the slate clean, as it is realizing that all your flaws, scars, mistakes, etc. have helped make you who you are. It's about accepting your flaws and either incorporating them, or improving yourself to lessen them. Honestly the most heart breaking thing about Ace is how he was doing this, he just never got the chance to see it through.

21 The World/Joy Boy - I'll just leave this as this for now. ^_^

[dipplinduo]

You posted a buncha asks games so hopefully this'll make sense;

🌻

Writing; 1

Character; 23

💚🩵

🥐

(Context: This ask game, this ask game, and this ask game lol)

🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis

@heytheredahlia @jazzymarie1006 @esp3onsol @morganite25 @blazestar0525 @blazefirefox @crystalitecloudie @woolooisineffable @suguaotruther (Okay there are honestly so many others I could tag, I appreciate a lot of you!)

🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh 

Too long for me to copy/paste but you can see it for yourselves here

1. An excerpt of your writing that makes you smile

Two come to mind immediately! :)

Bet You'll Fall in Love With Me, Chapter 2:

Carmine yanked the string of the light switch - it was the only light left that had the room glowed in a warm yellow, and now, it was pitch black in the room.

She was alone with Drayton, under the covers, in a pitch black room.

“C’mere,” he mumbled. 

Carmine exhaled her jitteriness and rested down beside Drayton. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could make out the outline of his face. And…?

How did she notice this now, but not earlier?

Her thumb had mindlessly wandered to the corner of Drayton’s mouth. She propped her knuckles against his jaw as she gently scratched away remnants of toothpaste. Her thumb was moved as she felt the sensation of him smile as he continued to mumble. What seemed like two hunks of tiny metal that laid against the ear opposing his tattoo glistened as a consequence of the dim, bright green light of Drayton's digital clock on the other side of the room. He had gotten his ear pierced, too, it seemed. 

Drayton stayed in place as Carmine dusted off the side of his lip. “Taking care of me?”

“You had toothpaste on the corner of your mouth.” Carmine explained. 

“Mhm. Thanks.” He sounded like he was fighting to stay awake, but then his arms coiled around her and pulled her closer. Carmine instinctively placed her hands against his chest in the sudden, unexpected movement. She had almost expected as much - he was too sleepy for whatever he had drummed up earlier, but he was going to hold her now. 

She didn’t know what to say, but she wanted to say something. 

Drayton spoke first, though, and his hands stroked up against her ribcage. “Are you comfortable?” 

“Y-yeah.”

“Okay, good. Let me know if you wanna move. I’ve never cuddled with anyone before, so…” he trailed.

“You haven’t?!” Her voice was suspended in shock, and perhaps she spoke too loudly considering his state.

“Mhmm.”

“How? Haven’t you been with a ton of girls?”

His voice was raspy as it dipped into his fatigue. “This is more intimate to me than something like hooking up. Same with the date, too. I’ve never been on a date before. But it was kind of fun pretending I had my first girlfriend for the day.” 

N…never? First?

Carmine’s head started to swirl, and she nearly missed the next thing Drayton had said.

“I’m sorry we didn’t go out to eat, though. I know it's what you wanted to do. I hope it wasn’t too crummy of a first date for you.”

He was speaking tenderly, and it had just as much of an effect on her as his crazy, showboat proclamations. The Butterfrees inside of her began to dance again as she sickly entertained a newfound comfort. 

She was so worried about her inexperience - so ruffled up by it. But in some ways, he was inexperienced too.

And he chose to give her what she wanted, despite holding a twisted power over her.

He had this power over her, and yet he...

The craving she had earlier washed over her. She wanted to move past her fears - fears that she was inadequate, that'd she do something wrong. She wanted to follow her desires and reach to him again.

Her hands trembled as she inched closer. She paused to test her confidence, and Drayton caressed up and down her arm after she shifted the placement of one of her hands on the base of his neck. Carmine felt more heat rising to her face as he breathed a grin, and she moved forward to push through the sensation as she wrapped both of her arms around his neck. “I-it wasn’t. I had a good time. And…I’m sorry about the Bewear again.” 

She felt the weight of the entire room draw in on her. She had done it. 

Now how would her bravery get stomped on?

Drayton huffed a laugh as he rested his chin on top of her head, just as he did earlier in the day. “That pokemon really suits you. Adorable but deadly." He paused. "Carmibear,” he dubbed.

Relief crashes into her, and her tired heart was giving out after working nonstop. “I guess…” she grumbled. 

He was making this easy.

A breathy chuckle escaped Drayton’s lips as he squeezed her. “Goodnight, princess.”

It felt so terrifying, so electrifying, and yet...

so

easy.

Carmine sighed, hoping to ease her roaring chest as she nuzzled into the peculiar safety of Drayton's. 

“Goodnight,” she muttered, returning the squeeze of the embrace. 

Ending to A Sugary Sweet Kiss (Oneshot):

Kieran didn’t get what she was saying at all, but she slammed him with a request to have the very picnic they were on now before he could ask for clarification. And how on Earth could he say no to THAT, even if she just wanted to hang out as friends?? 

And now his failure was here to mock him. 

She clearly didn’t know what Applin trades meant, still. She was just being nice, returning the favor. 

Kieran deflated in his defeat - he had definitely lost to the friendzone. He covered his eyes as he felt his eyes start to sting, his chest feeling crushed into bits.

This was hurting more than he thought.

The bright light of the sun blinded him as Juliana pried his hand from his face. He almost jerked, but her other hand had wrapped around his face and held it firmly. Something was blurring into his vision and growing big- 

“Mwah!” 

Kieran felt Juliana’s lips tenderly press into his cheek. Her golden touch lit up everything inside him as his eyes shot open with shock. His mind was swirling in utter confusion as she pulled back. He looked into her starry eyes, but his jaw was dropped to the ground. He was paralyzed, ditsy, and beyond bewildered. 

Kieran tried his best to vocalize anything. ANYTHING. “Wh-wh-...”

Wowzers.

Juliana giggled again - this time more high-pitched and slightly unnerved. She nuzzled into his shoulder and apologized. She was shrieking into him before his eyes, “I’m s-sorry, was that too fast? I can go more slow if you want…”

“M-more slow?” Kieran repeated, still lost in his daze. 

He almost wanted to punch himself to test if he was truly awake. 

She just kissed me! She just kissed me on the cheek! Am I dreaming?!

Juliana started again, meekly, “Y-yea-”

Kieran finally had a jolt of energy, and he expended it all at once. He twisted around and grabbed her by the shoulders, and blurted out his next thought in a blinded fury, “Do you kiss all your friends' cheeks?!”

Juliana’s face twisted up in perplexion. “Wha-? Why would I do that?”

“You just-!” Kieran couldn’t even finish the thought. His entire face felt piping hot - he must be so red…

She had sent him entirely into overdrive - he couldn’t think right, he couldn’t see right, he couldn’t feel anything but that KISS. His heart leapt up to his throat and climbed out of him - it spilled out all over everything at once as he stumbled over his words. 

“B-because! Y-you’re kissin’ mine! And I just can’t, Juliana, I can’t! Be friends anymore! I like you TOO dang much, it makes my head spin! And I just wanna make ya’ mine forever - no one else!” 

As Juliana’s eyes widened, Kieran felt his own do the same. But the damage was already done, he might as well double down since he was ripping the band-aid off. 

He grabbed her hands and clasped them together, then hunkered down within them and dropped his head to the ground. He let everything pour out of him all at once, every gallon of feeling inside of him crashing waves that emptied each bottled up part of him. 

“I know ya’ probably don’t look at me like that, but I really, really, really do like ya’ so, SO much! So…” he huffed and squeezed her unflinching, still hands, then spoke more calmly as he caught his breath, “So if there’s any part of you that just wants to …give me a chance… I promise I’d try really hard. I know I’ve messed up so much with us, but you are everything I adore and more, and just, i-if you don’t feel the same way-”

“Kieran.” 

Juliana’s tone cut through him like a dagger, he was crashing down hard. Nothing could prepare him for the rejection that was about to tear him apart. 

Juliana peeled away at his barriers once more to face him directly - and a part of him almost wanted to be immovable. But she could get anything she’d want out of him, even if it meant…well, this. 

His face was twisting up and he was trying his best to hold himself together as her kind eyes met his. 

If you’re nice to me when you let me down, this might just make things worse.

“Kieran uhh, we’re already on a date?” 

Kieran shot up.

“WHAT.”

“You…didn’t know?” Juliana was covering her own mouth now - unfair. 

And this time she was definitely trying not to laugh at him!

“Wh-wh-” Kieran felt himself spazzing about and glitching like his Porygon-Z, “Since when was this a date?!”

“Since I asked you out, after you confessed to me?!”

Kieran’s mouth opened, but Juliana cut him off as the color of her face started to match his own. “Y-you did confess to me, right? With the Applin?!” 

“I-YES, BUT…h-how did you know if you didn’t?!”

Juliana shot up closer to him, almost crawling into his lap. His arms caught hers out of reflex, “Penny told me! I thought you meant…!”

This was a dream.

“I DID…BUT!” 

“But what?!”

There was NO way…

“But…I! I didn’t ask you out the right way!” 

Juliana’s fists balled up as her own face contorted in ways he hadn’t seen before. “I asked you out, Kieran! This is a Valentine’s Day date! S-so, will you-?”

Kieran closed the distance between himself and the beautiful girl before him - he felt a gusting rush of an all-time high. He was confident now, confident for the first time he had ever felt about something. It was a feeling he thought he had once before, but it wasn’t meshed with a desire to win or conquer. It was meshed with a desire to love.

He crashed his lips against hers, but eased into a gentle kiss as she kissed back and cupped her hands around his face. He pulled back a moment later, leaving Juliana breathless. He almost felt kind of bad - he must’ve stolen her breathing away from her in the heat of the moment, but…it was worth it. 

Her hands were still on him, and he rested his on her own. Kieran breathed into their shared air, then looked her in the eye with all the love he could finally start to express. 

“Will you…be my Valentine?” He fought a stutter to convey his question, “A-and my girlfriend?” 

Somehow, he nearly fumbled his request anyway.

He was almost tugged by his self-deprecation again, but then she huffed out a magical laugh. Kieran couldn’t help but grin wildly.

“Yes. Of course. Now eat your cookie.” 

💚: one million dollars. for you.

omg I'd love this. I could write for forever :')

🩵: you are amazing and i love you /p

Awww! Thank you!! <33

[petra-creat0r]

I've seen your undertale fanchilds and I really love them!! Can you tell us how their parents reacted to their first child?? Oh and I know you have a lot lol, so maybe just Alphyne, Soriel and Papyton

OOOOOOOOOOOOoohohohohohohooo!!!

This'll be fun! (Also yeah, I admit I do, huh? hehe. I'm trying to narrow it down a bit. But I just love the kiddos I make too much! Am working on a definitive list though. Might make it a little easier.)

Let's start with Soriel, since Sari was the first fankid born! Sariel was a total accident. Sans and Tori didn't intend to have her at all (because like, they've got four kids already), so she came as quite the surprise. It was also a bit of an adjustment for the whole family for a multitude of reasons. (How the other DF kids reacted, it basically being Sans's first time being a dad, it being like, over a century since Toriel carried a child, etc)

For Alphyne, while I think Undyne and Alphys thought about having kids, they probably expected to adopt or at least thoroughly plan it out. ... Yeah Giko and Izuku were also accidents. ... Kinda. (Not exactly planned, but also they weren't really taking any preventative measures to stop it from happening). I'd say they definitely weren't expecting twins at the least. Undyne was very excited at the prospect of being a mom, Alphys was nervous but excited too.

Finally Papyton! Broadway was planned! (Deciding that now because I can't have them all be accidents.) Both Mettaton and Papyrus were ecstatic to be parents. Papyrus I've always seen as being excellent with kids, and Mettaton (even if it is selfish and vain) needs someone to take on his brand. (Though I'd hope he wouldn't force that upon any of his kids.) Paps and MTT actually kept Broadway a secret for a while before glee was born. Mettaton was looking for the perfect way to announce it. I feel he never really got that opportunity before it was too late. Like, imagine he had this whole baby announcement planned out that's taken him months, and then right as he's about to, Broadway starts to come. That's canon now, I'm keeping it.

Thanks for the ask! Feel free to leave more, I always wanna gush about my fan kids!

[sovonight]

drafting radri's mage dress

i started with a shoulder princess sloper—it actually takes cup size into account, which was a big selling point for me, and the bust fit perfectly with no adjustments! i still had to edit it though ofc, the waist was too low and i took it in a bit

i made a first draft with most of the actual features of the dress, in red flannel because that's what i had lying around lol. i french seamed everything (i wanted to learn how to do sleeves & slits with french seams), but my final fabric is on the heavier side of lightweight so i'll have to stick with regular seam finishes for the real thing

the hemline does lift a little in the front when i belt it bc extra fabric has to go under the bust, and i'll be adjusting the princess seam just a liiittle bit, but i don't wanna take the princess seams fully in towards the underbust or anything because then it wouldn't look right if i didn't have a belt on. and anyway the lift isn't that bad either because this'll be ankle length, so 1) who's really looking down there and 2) if anything it'll help me not step on the front hem

oh and the left and right cuffs are different bc i didn't know if i wanted to stick with the pointed cuff i drew. i knew i'd have to add a little loop to the pointed cuff in real life if i didn't want it to shift around, and didn't really wanna do that so i was prepared to just go with the regular non-pointed cuff, but then the regular cuff kept rotating willy-nilly too and i got annoyed at that, so. pointed cuff with a little loop it is

in the drawing i closed the cuffs with ribbon ties, but in real life i uh. can't imagine being able to tie those cuffs closed alone. so i just put buttons there 🤷 which will be a little annoying if i have my wrists down against a surface, like if i'm typing or something, but i kind of feel like i won't be typing in this garment (if i even wear it at all after i finish it lmao). i did think about migrating the button closure to the outside of the wrist, like suit jacket placement, but i feel like it'd look a little weird on the pointed style cuff 😖 and anyway suit jacket sleeve buttons bother me when i leave my wrist against a surface too lol so it wouldn't be a huge improvement

i used this method to attach the collar and sleeve cuffs, which i like the result of but never like executing. it wasn't as tedious on this muslin since i was lazy and didn't baste or press anything, but on the final i'll have to do everything i skipped 😣

anyway the next step is to tweak the pattern a bit and make it ankle length, then make another muslin in my semi-final fabric (semi-final bc it's the same as my final fabric but just in a different color). i'm actually pleasantly surprised that this hasn't felt like a ton of work yet—probably because it doesn't need a lining lol

[vorish-wonderland]

Cater wants to get THE perfect shot for his Magicam. You know how to help him, and Cater decides to listen to your strange advice.

Includes: soft/safe vore, willing prey

★✦The Perfect Shot✦★

☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

"I mean... I guess it's worth a shot!" Cater said, after you told him that a great idea for a selfie would be him smiling with you in his mouth.

Cater picked you up, and brought you up to his face.

"But you're sure you wanna do this, (Y/N)?" He asked. "I mean, we don't know how this'll go down."

"It's gonna be fine, Cater! And you'll get a ton of likes, I assure you!!" You gave him a thumbs up.

Cater opened his mouth, and gently placed you in there.

You adjusted yourself so you were comfortably lying on your back, and giving a peace sign to the audience.

Cater took a few moments to get his phone at the right angle, and then-

Click!

Cater took a few more pictures at a few different angles.

While he captioned the post and wrote out the hashtags and tagged you in the post... he ended up swallowing you, forgetting you were in there.

"...(Y/N) was still in there, weren't they." Cater said to himself. "Dammit."

You knew for a fact Cater would make sure you're safe, so you weren't too worried about being a bit deeper inside of him than you'd expected.

When you arrived at Cater's stomach, your phone vibrated in in your back pocket.

Your phone was so bright compared to how dark the inside of Cater was, it hurt your eyes a bit.

Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: lol sorry (Y/N) 😅 Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: completely forgot u were in my mouth, my bad!

ShrimpleAsThat: no worries Cater

Cater sent you a picture of himself in front of a mirror, with a red arrow pointing at his stomach edited over the photo.

Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: hard to believe ur in there Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: it does feel kinda nice Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: I'm obv gonna get u outta there but like Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: it feels REALLY good

You considered your current situation.

On one hand, you're inside Cater's stomach, which comes with a LOT of potential danger... but on the other hand, you know Cater won't let you get hurt...

And, you know, the constant moving and massaging via peristalsis felt nice...

Your decision has been made.

ShrimpleAsThat: hey, no rush ShrimpleAsThat: I'm all comfy cozy in here lol ShrimpleAsThat: so enjoy this for as long as you want, I sure will~

Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: oh, sick ^^ Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: just let me know when u want out, k? Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: in the meantime, u just enjoy urself in there~

You turned off your phone, and prepared yourself for a peaceful afternoon.

[indescriptequilibrium]

ok b4 i make these damn credit requests n send reports to customers i gotta write a bit of testicles philosophy that's been clankin around inside my cranium for a while. if u don't wanna read bout stuff like this pls scroll by but if u do pls bear with me while i talk about an incredibly sensitive topic that's almost impossible to tackle with any level of seriousness due to the Absurdity of transness

so im gettin neutered in 2,5 weeks. this has been a long time comin n now it's suddenly crystalized into a tangible date that's rly close (close enough that it alrdy caused sum Despair n schedulin stress on my part cuz im a anxious scaredy cat (sorry n thank u<3)). this is a huge fuckin deal. i've had dysphoria bout these guys for as long as i can fuckin remember. i'm nowadays pretty ok w/ havin a dick, but the accessories r abysmal n need to go.

first things first, they're uncomfortable. anyone who has some will attest that life w/ balls is at best bearable (mens underwear n pants leave a lot of space for convenience) n at worst horrid n painful (to safekeep reproductive capabilities they're equipped w/ a frankly ludicrous amount of nerve endings). i'm in almost a constant state of mild-to-severe discomfort cuz i'm very dysphorically aware of them at most times, like rn. they're always moving around no matter how well secured in place n the more u secure them in place the more uncomfortable it can get. n Adjusting their position especially in public no matter how stealthy i am about it makes me feel like some kind of a pervert cuz well i AM grabbing n moving my junk around. ugh. so this is very much a dysphoric "THIS BODY PART DOESNT BELONG" type situation.

secondly, i do NOT want to reproduce, especially not via inseminating someone. that's a horrid thought n makes me feel like some kind of a gigeresque parasite-spewing breeding maschine. note: this is a Personal Feeling, making n having babies is a perfectly normal thing to want to do. but i do not have the need to do it via my own biology.

third, FORM FACTOR. fuckin gods i own so many pieces of clothing that will finally fit nicely when im free of the two pain orbs attached near a very critical part of pants n underwear. i've looked at n adored how pants fit ppl without this kind of junk in the way forever n been so so envious even b4 i had the language to describe it. i rly hope it's as comfortable as i imagine it.

fourthly, i kno it's not a requirement to be an androgynous person to lack reproductive ability, but shit fuck godsdamn it, it will help with the feeling. kinda like how changin my legal gender was altogether very unimpactful (as it should be tbh...), but gave me self-confidence n entitlement in my identity. the idea of being physically something between genders is amazing n freeing as hell. masculinity has weighed heavy on my shoulders n this'll take some of the load off. stop giggling

fifth n final point that i have in mind rn: i can stop takin fucking spironolactone!!!!!!!! im convinced just this will be a huge quality of life improvement, i'm so dried up it's crazy. i piss like every couple of hours n my lower lip has been chapped af for weeks. t1d dries u up already i rly don't need an additional drug doing that. plus i'm p sure spiro has some side effects goin that i'm not even aware of but i'm eager to find out what changes.

all in all this is HUGE. i'm gonna probs cope w/ the wait w/ a lot of humor n some of this humor will make me more dysphoric (dysphoria has been growing the whole winter) but pls bear with my ballsposting soon i'll stop talking about them forever and i rly have NOT mentioned the guys ever cuz of the dysphoria so final chance to say goodbye i guess? lol. anyway gotta work now bye hope this was somehow revelatory re: my feelings w/ this whole issue for those of u who r for some reason interested in the general genital situation lmao

[grokebaby]

Hiiii Me again <3 Could we have crumbs of Grandefel maybe 🥺👉👈 would love to know more about herrrrr. Angle of all time. Id like to know anything tbh but just as a prompt to get you started, how did you come up with her design ?? Its super interesting and I really love the colorssz

Hiiiii<3 (twirls my halo) she is so THE. My poor.. Intended protagonist girlboss..

Oh boy her design? Let's say she really grew into it. Like the earliest art of her I have is sso ugly I'm sorry Grande but I did not have a handle on that thang. She had such Pug vibes. I think this'll be an interesting post?

This is the beginning of it all. Unfortunately I don't have a super insightful answer to how I came up wi her, bc the Og* angels were literally me going HeeHoo with a pencil. (*Certain specific angels I designed in relative succession to each other before I had a handle on how I want to design angels. The so called Ogs are Lamera, ZZZ, J'aimekiel, Grandefel, Kxxxtr, Ngah and Combfa. Everyone after this was designed a notable amount of time later and with much more "process" to them)

I have some thoughts but it's fuzzy and vague? Okay. So I thought I should definitely do one lion (esque?) at least bc *points at old religious art of angels* and they just have those Vibes to me, ykno? I associate angels with certain things that I try to employ in the story's characters (to an extent). Grandefels vibes were.. Guardian, maybe a tad like a sphynx, just ykno, a huge feline statue like entity who guards something and is like a scary immovable force ig? I wanted some ethereal aspects to it, and lots of teeth (hers aren't visible here but the whole underside of her body opens up to a huge ass mouth with teeth everywhere). Now, initially I was gonna have her hair be lilac but turn bright blue in some situations but I WAAAY preferred the blue on her. She's supposed to have Blue flames mixed with galaxy vibes. Like if blue flames were a puddle and that puddle was a lion's mane. And it was all. Cool and semi-physical

Onto how her design adjusted overtime.

I think most firstly I stopped drawing the grooves on her body that would open up to reveal the Teeth, I mean I do still allude to them vaguely but I figured the way I was doing it at first looked kinda.. Eugh? Another thing I quickly started changing was her hair texture. Originally I wanted it to be completely straight and smooth and flowing but it looked way more interesting and more galaxy esque with it being bubbly and cloudy. I guess my initial thought was that I wanted it to look like it was flowing out of her head? Like some water?

^water vibes

Getting there

Galaxy vibes^

(This anthro drawing also demonstrates the way I nowadays moreso "allude" to her hidden mouth but the anthro version here isn't too close to Canon otherwise since I gave her face an actual normal mouth too lol)

Oh yes, and the crown is another major change!

I think my first notable adjustment was made here (note also the flowy hair). If gotten an amino commission (No money, just amino coins lol) of her and really liked the way the artist drew her crown so I took after that and started slowly changing it. It took me a while to be satisfied with, though. In the very beta version, it was supposed to be like a ring/circle. If you look at the older drawings up there, you can see that one horn is meant to be drawn on the "front" and the other behind. It's like if you looked at her from straight up, you'd see the three dimensionality of it, being more like an actual halo instead of one solid headgarment. I do still really like this idea, however I just think it looks better as it is now. I also had a fair bit of finagling with the side horns, frankly I always found them ugly so I'm finally happy with how they look (just realising I haven't drawn her in a bit, so, the anthro pic is the most accurate to her current design if we ignore the uh.. Anthro-ness lol)

One more thing! You don't see her halo too often in these, but it's intended to be drawn tilted. It's not straight (just like her), and tilts a bit down on one side. In universe this is kinda viewed as an imperfection and she used to be ashamed of it. The irl explanation for it was that it couldn't fit straight between the horns, with the way I'd formed the crown, and so I kept it that her halo just is that way! It fits oddly between her crown and I think that's neat!

Apparently on that last picture I decided to draw the halo straight, though? Cringe... :/

Now if you'll excuse me this post made me want to make more art of her

[septemberskye]

20 questions for fic writers!

tagged by @aevallare, ty bestie<3

i'll tag @again-please and @jaynovz and @narastories (i know this'll work its way around to the rest of the Sunder City gang if i tag you two lol)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

four. wow. why does that get so huge if i just do the number

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 

113,782. more than i thought!

3. What fandoms do you write for? 

Dishonored, Black Sails, and Horizon: Forbidden West have all gotten varying amounts committed to the page. Stargate: SG-1 has plans but no actual fic

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? 

let’s just not worry about this

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

yeah, i really like to, but i suffer from forgetfulness disease so i don’t always manage it. i’ve made friends in the comments! 

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

the planned ending of No Worms, for sure. the only non-canon upsides are that Vane and Abigail Ashe survive to the end. they will be desperately miserable but live to see another day

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? 

a kind of peace that might even last. i sidestep all the sadness of DH1 by making some things happen eight years ahead of schedule :) 

8. Do you get hate on fics? 

i’ve never gotten hate, but there was a person reading Potential Merits that kept leaving comments about how genuinely, personally upset they were at the narrative choices i was making that really contributed to me burning out on that one :/ 

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? 

yeah, sure! as for what kind… i’m quite sure i have not written enough to establish a brand 

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? 

nah

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? 

not that i know of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? 

not so far

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

i've co-planned a couple! @neosatsuma and i worked together on the Stargate fic (it slaps btw), and @donotfeedthewildauthor and i have a very light and silly Dishonored modern au

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

i shrimply cannot answer this. i have so many beloveds. 

15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Potential Merits. the thought of trying to go back over all 86,000 words of it and make it into something i could be proud of again is way too daunting. 

16. What are your writing strengths?

i like to think that my characterization is strong, and that i’m good at leaving breadcrumbs. i always know the end i’m working toward, too 

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

banter. good god i do not know how to banter. there’s a reason i’m writing a poorly-adjusted ranger in my BG3 fic instead of, say, a bard. i’m never as poetic as i’d like to be, either

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? 

i wouldn’t do it unless i had someone fluent in the language helping me, i’d be too worried about making mistakes. i really enjoy reading it in others’ work, though. 

19. First fandom you wrote for? 

PotC, all the way back in 2nd grade

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

a kind of peace! i think my humor lands, it’s fun, i met all the goals i had for it.

[saeyoungchoismaid]

ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ: ꜱᴛᴀʀᴅᴇᴡ ᴠᴀʟʟᴇʏ

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ: ꜱᴇʙᴀꜱᴛɪᴀɴ, ꜱᴀᴍ, ᴇʟʟɪᴏᴛᴛ, ᴀʟᴇx

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ɴᴏɴᴇ

A/N: trying out a new format, so lemme know what you think! Idk if this'll become a regular thing, but I like the way this looks lol. It's so fancy. Also, I got some requests for sdv on my other blog, so I'm posting it here and combining all the requests into one lol

ꜱᴇʙᴀꜱᴛɪᴀɴ:

out of all the bachelors (that I write for), I think he would take the longest time to warm up to

if you become friends with Sam or Abigail first, it'll definitely help him warm up to you faster

after y'all finally start dating (you probs had to ask him), he's still pretty shy around you

he doesn't have a lot of dating experience (if any at all), so he's very unsure of how to go about things

after getting to know each other more though, he finally starts to relax more around you

in general, I think homeboy is very reserved

so, I think when it comes to initiating physical touch, telling you what's wrong, etc etc, it can take him a long time to actually get around to doing those things

you always reassure him through everything though and make sure he knows that you're there to support, learn, and grow with him no matter what :)

after like a year of dating, y'all are basically perfect

you know the in's and out's of the other person

homeboy is a BIG cuddler

I think the way he shows physical affection is probably quality time

I can just see him wanting to share your space, even if you two aren't necessarily doing anything together

Like, just do your own thing while he games, or come join him!

when you two live together, I think things are kinda bumpy at first as you adjust to having someone else in your space all the time

probs leads to a few arguments, but nothing some good ol communication can't fix

when it comes to going to bed, homie stays up rather late, so if you don't, you banish him to the abyss (the living room) if he needs to do something with light or sound (if that'll keep you up, that is)

if you're also a night owl, you two are two peas in a pod

y'all will curl up and watch a movie, talk, play games, you name it

nighttime is always his fav time to spend with you bc you aren't busy doing farm work

I think his fav cuddling position is spooning, but where you spoon him 🥺 he just wants to be held man 🥺

ꜱᴀᴍ:

falls in love with you SO FAST

dude was smitten with you as soon as he saw you tbh

he's just such a simpy loverboy, he ca't help himself

gives you gifts probs just as much as you give him gifts

matter of fact, that's probs his love language right there

OMG loves writing short lil verses for you 🥺 (definitely is WAY too shy to read or preform them to you at first, but maybe once you two start dating he shows them to you and you literally SWOON)

probs asks you out at least three times a week and you always think it's a joke (aww and maybe at one point he stops asking and you're kinda bummed cause you thought it was really cute but when you mention it to Abigail or Sebastian they're like ??? he wasn't kidding and you're like GHOSRIGHR SAM BABE PLS COME BACK omg the potential angst I'm-)

when you two are officially together, he is not quiet about it

bro basically makes a public announcement that y'all are madly in love (he's so embarrassing pls)

even before you started dating, he's very touchy with you

in general, I think he's a touchy kinda guy, but especially with you

always has his hands on you, always wants you close to him, always always always

similar to Sebastian, I think he's also a night owl, so if you are too, he's just like :) let's! watch! a! bunch! of! movies! :) (and then falls asleep during like the second one lmao)

also a big gamer, so he'd piss himself if you offer to game with him

fav cuddling position is probs spooning where he gets to hold you as close to him as he likes :) (which is as close as humanly possible)

ᴇʟʟɪᴏᴛᴛ:

I think Elliott is super polite and friendly to you, but nothing more

so, it's you pursuing him, I think

he probs doesn't even realize that you're flirting with him and trying to rizz him up for the longest time LMAO

he's always very flattered and honestly a little flustered anytime you give him gifts, compliment him, etc.

will die ON THE SPOT if you write a poem for him (even if it's bad. it's the thought that counts <3)

when he starts to take romantic interest in you, expect a LOT of poems, actually

in general, anytime he speaks to you it's all very flowery and beautiful (and sometimes you don't even really know what he's saying bc it'll be old english, but you know it's romantic nonetheless)

"Thou art wise as thou art beautiful." and "Mine eye is enthrallèd to thy shape." and the probs the most romantic one by far that he said once you two started officially dating, "You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read."

treats you like royalty, on god

he's such a hopeless romantic, so he does the whole nine yards of flowers, candies, poems, love letters/notes, thoughtful gifts, you name it

he's enraptured by you and wants you by his side for all eternity

in general, I think his love language is probably words of affirmation

he tends to go on poetic tangents about your beauty (and just you in general) quite often

he's a simp, your honor

as for sleepy time, I think he's an old man that goes to bed at the latest 10 pm and wakes up earliest 7 am. This, of course, is if he isn't struck by creative genius and has to write until 6 am to get everything he needs out

awe, it's cute because if you're out and about trying to finish some farming stuff, by like 2 am he's waking up bc he's like :( where are you :( the bed is cold :(( come back :((( and is all worried about you bc "it's late." But the second he does it and you're like babe wha- he's like "No talk. Must write." and that's the end of the conversation LMAO

fav position to cuddle is the one where he's laying on his back and you're on your side with your head on his chest/shoulder/neck. He LOVES LOVES LOVES rubbing your back and/or playing with your hair as y'all fall asleep

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is not shy about how he feels about you

compliments you EVERY SINGLE TIME he sees you without fail

he loves how flustered you get when he does it

is definitely the type to be able to dish it out but can't take it

WILL turn into a tomato ON SIGHT if you compliment his muscles or tell him he looks strong

he probs asks you out on a date rather shortly after meeting you and does his best to rizz you up

I think in his head he's this big, tough, macho guy with these big muscles and words made of satin, but in reality I think that while he is strong, he's such a dork (in the best way possible)

like, on your first date, he's probs like "yeah ima charm the pants off of them!" and then he sees you and literally can't stop stuttering and tripping over his own words because of how beautiful you are

bro is COMMITTED to you after that first date though

he's always asking to hang out to the point he even offers to help you out on the farm (which he ends up loving because he likes doing all the heavy lifting stuff, like moving bales of hay or chopped down trees)

bc of this, I think his love language is acts of service bc he knows that it's something he's good at

you need help around the farm? He's got you, babe. You need something from that top shelf? Easy, babe. Oh no! That one place is closing soon and you forgot to run that errand? He can get there in no time, babe. Had a long day and just need to relax? He's ready to give you a massage and run a bath for you. Whatever you need

he's definitely big on physical touch and I think his favorite way of greeting you is to sneak up behind you and hug you from behind

he loves feeling you jump in surprise before relaxing into him

I like to think he's on a very strict regime where he, of course, has to exercise and eat right, but I think he also is required to get at least eight hours of sleep every night

so, similar to Elliott, he's an old man and goes to bed early and wakes up early to start that daily grind 🤩💪

fav cuddling position is to have you lay on top of him, like full body just suffocating him

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What's going on in the doodles you posted of Gary, Michael, and bristly I guess

I'm going with the assumption that you're talking about the doodles where Bristly is holding Michael upside down in front of Gary. Pics and description below the cut.

These were a series of doodles I did while messing arorund with a few different ideas back some time in June I think.

The general premise is that about a month into Bristly's reign, Gary finally had enough & managed to split from his group. He managed by himself for a couple of days before Bristly decided to take Michael away from Lauren and toss him in with Gary instead. Literally for the drama of it all.

Here, in an old house Gary's bunkered himself in, Bristly drops Michael down with not much warning other than "new playmate for you."

It's very awkward, they haven't seen each other in a month, they didn't really leave off on the best terms, and it seems like Bristly knew that well enough to concoct a perfectly tense & weird amount of friction between them to boot.

Here, Gary is a bit wary of Michael's sudden appearance, not having been subjected to much to Bristly's dollhouse-like games yet. It's confusing and unnerving, but more than anything it's just... uncomfortable, because all Bristly does for a good several minutes is keep Michael hanging there. Like. Gary isn't sure how he can help, but he also shouldn't just walk away either, so... Yeah just. Awkward o<o

Eventually though, after conversation runs dry and Michael seems to be getting light headed, Bristly lets him go to "let you [two] have fun alone together."

This sudden action kicks Gary into alert, whips out his switchblade defensively, to which Bristly's like oh yeah so scared lol. Anyway *goes up*

Gary knows by now Bristly will never be a battle he can beat on his own, so he gives it a rest. Has to come to terms with the fact that someone is with him again, and that that someone is a guy whom of which he's had a rather intimately awkward encounter with, not all that long ago either. 😳 yes, like that.

He's quick to diss Bristly once he's no longer breathing down their necks, and they can relate for a moment that they both very much dislike the guy. Obviously.

Gary's not so welcoming to Michael though, would rather be alone, tries to remain dismissive and distant like always. Barely 5 minutes alone with Gary and Michael's already like. Upset. And in his head rn he's like wow this is gonna be so awesome.

Gary leaves to another room to let Michael adjust on his lonesome. Out of frame Michael is looking up to the hole in the ceiling Bristly left from, and Bristly is still peeking out to watch. So Michael isn't keen on staying in this room either.

Andddd the only direction he can go to evade Bristly's watchful eyes is the same way Gary went. So yeah. This'll all end up swell for them!!!! (thats his hopeless sarcasm)

That's all I have on these doodles. You can tell by the last several panels I sorta ran out of steam ^^;. Honestly a lot of what I wanted to draw was just that first panel, I wanted to draw Michael upside down and nervous, and I wanted to draw Gary's hair swoop growing out just slightly. Better cut that bitch soon before it turns back into a swirl, dude!!!

Hope this quells your inquiry.

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hey hey, i hope you’re feeling ok, i know a lot is going on and its tough, but hopefully we can all get through this together. 💗

on another note, i was wondering if you would mind writing a part 2 of the parental levi x reader? i found it super endearing and sweet. im not sure what base to follow so ill give you creative liberty.

once again i hope you’re ok and that you have a lovely day.

Hello, and thank you; I hope you're doing well yourself :)

And I wouldn't mind at all. On the contrary, really; I've been a bit low on ideas lately and requests are fun to write so I hope you enjoy. Also sorry this took so long my week has been absolute insanity lol

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"You," he sighed, "have a strange penchant for injuring yourself." As if to prove his point, Levi pressed the warm rag against the raw skin of the nasty gash tearing over your shoulder. "This'll leave a scar when it heals so-"

"So I'll look even more badasss?"

Stopping, you turned to meet his dark eyes, his un-amused face challenging your smirk.

"I mean it, y/n, you can't keep being this reckless with your life."

You shrugged, wincing as the motion reminded you of your still open skin. "I think commander Erwin would disagree; heart and lives for the cause and all that."

"I don't care what commander Erwin thinks; somehow, against all my better judgement I care about you and I won't let you die that easily. So let go of your damn death wish before it actually ends up killing you because I swear y/n, death itself won't be able to save you from me if you go and die. Now hold still, I need to stitch this up."

For once, you listened; you sat in the patch of later afternoon sun that stretched across the wooden floor, wincing as you felt the stitches pulling your skin back together. And the more you sat, Levi's hands moving from your back over your shoulder and around to your collarbone, the more you felt a melancholy gratitude growing inside of you. His careful movements almost brought you to tears; when his skin slipped across yours, gingerly and gentle, it made you feel as though something were breaking inside you. Like gold was now spilling from the cracks opening, chasms of light splitting your heart as the comfort of Levi's presence healed more than just your battered body.

And as for Levi himself, he found that he quite enjoyed the natural rhythm you had found; he liked how you shifted before he told you he needed you to, and how you seemed to adjust your body to his slightest movement without a word. He liked how the silence in the room was nowhere near prickly; it was a simple pleasure to listen to the sounds of your breathing and the rustle of the breeze through the open window as summer slid its way inside. When he finally looked at your face again, though, he felt his heart drop. There were tears in your eyes and rolling down the soft swells of your cheeks. He had thought you'd be ok with the pain so he didn't think to ask if you were alright and now you were crying and dammit this was what he got for trying to help you.

Instead of moving away from him, though, like he thought you would, you let yourself sink into him; you let your body relax into his, your breathing evening out as your head landed on his chest. There didn't need to be anything romantic about it; it was easy and sweet and he found that it didn't scare him as much as he thought it would when he pulled your sheets over your legs. You were asleep in seconds, your body slung over his as he rested against the wall, trailing his hands over the pristine white covers. It would have been so easy to leave then; to slip out and go on with his day and then see you whenever you decided to wake up.

But he didn't.

He stayed and closed his eyes and while he was not intending to sleep, he was content to enjoy the peace of the day. He was simply enjoying you.

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It went without saying that Hange had no intention of waking you when they stumbled upon you both later.

Of course, it also goes without saying that they summoned a very amused commander Erwin in the next ten seconds.

And finally, neither needed to say a word about two things: one, that they would never mention to Levi what they had seen. And two...

they were happy to see him that way. They were happy you had given that to him. And they were happy that there was still someone in the world who could offer that.