#ty for asking anon!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

teacher!geto/curse user!reader :3

i have NEVER thought of that before

what would that even look like?

hehehe …. well anon. i’m planning on making it a whole series, so if you happen to read it then i hope you’ll see the vision >:3 but i can tell you the basics of the dynamic i have planned out so far!!

honestly it’s nothing complicated!! at first glance anyway. you can think of it as a role reversal au of sorts — as in, suguru doesn’t defect and becomes a teacher with satoru, while reader does defect. they end up murdering civilians in a fit of rage just like geto did, take over the star plasma cult just like geto did, aaaand eventually get killed by suguru during the au’s equivalent of the night parade of 100 demons. suguru can’t bring himself to destroy their body, they get taken over by kenjaku, aaaand….

then they end up surviving :3 somehow . some way. haven’t figured out the kinks yet but bottom line is: satoru & suguru are somehow able to kill kenny without harming reader, and what’s left of their own soul is brought back to life. they then coax/threaten the higher ups into postponing reader's execution, in hopes that they can be redeemed. aaand that’s where the fic starts!! so… a fix-it fic. basically.

so now reader has to live under the supervision of suguru, who is their ex, who they still love and who still loves them even though neither of you can seem to talk about it. it’s just a lot of tension and bitter feelings and some kind of tenderness that wants to make itself known but can’t yet. that kind of good ol slightly angsty slowburn with a happy ending <33

buuuut yeah!! i have the overall plot and dynamics figured out :3 curse user!reader is similar to how geto was as a curse user, but also a bit different in some ways…. they’re cynical and bitter and kind of pathetic and very lonely. and teacher!geto is just a matured version of the suguru we see in hidden inventory. the students are the same with the addition of nanamimi, and curse user!reader has their own dynamic with each of them.

… as in . nanamimi hates them (the feeling is mutual), they hate maki and megumi (toji ptsd), they couldn’t care less about any of the second or third years and have a mild soft spot for nobara and yuji. lmao. they’re just kind of a cunt tbh but i think they’re sooo meowmeow i like them a lot <33 and suguru does too !! reader is more antagonistic towards him while he just. grapples with the softness he still has for them. and the aftermath of what they said to each other before suguru Did The Deed (satoru was actually reader's assigned executioner, but suguru stepped in to do it instead)…….

i’m starting to ramble pjhgjjgh.... but yeah! i’m super fond of this au and sooooo excited to write it !! :3

[tellmewhatyouc]

7, 20, 12 for the love your fandom meme?

love your fandom ask game

7. your favorite tropes to read/write/draw

hmmm overall probably hurt/comfort, more specifically in a medical setting like injury care & recovery etc

i just like writing people caring about each other/taking care of each other tbh

20. your very first fandom!

a bit of a complicated answer jfkdsf the first thing i got DEEP INTO was zelda, but i never engaged with it much in a transformative way. i roleplayed a lot of homestuck but didn't interact with people or write anything outside of that. the first fandom i ever posted about on ao3 was daft punk, hence the username(s) i've claimed. but the first fandom i was like REALLY INVOLVED in, running events and making friends and stuff, was the band twrp! (+ adjacent fandoms)

12. compliment someone else in your fandom

@hyuge hiii your dedication to running events across multiple fandoms is both impressive and slightly terrifying (in a good way), thanks so much for all your hard work! 💕

@belovedstill we don't share specific fandoms afaik but in the couple months since i've gotten to know you a little better you've been so supportive and enthusiastic and your vibes are exquisite ty

[secret-third-thing]

5 and 7

5. What's a tag you never want to use for your works even when it applies?

Anything that would spoil the story. I will tag major character death etc but will never say who. I think that ruins the surprise. I tag a lot more generously than I personally would like to out of respect, but if I had my way, I would probably undertag because I like to pretend my fics are like novels.

7. Your favourite ao3 tag.

No beta we die like Illyrians. I don't use it but it makes me cackle.

[arlenomxly]

hi hi hi!!! i found you a couple days ago and absolutely loved your valen post<3 do you perhaps write for other characters or do you prefer valen-only asks?

oh! i dont really write and if im gna be honest thats the first time i published any sort of writing on tumblr lol but i think im pretty open for any character ^^

especially for my absolute favs like Ofcourse valen, but also bryon, lorsan, mirael, & cecia <3

[demonic0angel]

DcxDp

Danny gets a part time job at a small arcade, lazer tag arena, bowling alley, mini golf course, indoor playground, and go kart track called The Fun Zone, the place is a front for a gang and he knows it, he doesn't care though the place pays him really well which is awesome for a broke college student now if only the Gotham vigilantes would leave him alone and stop trying to question him, The Fun Zone by coincidence happens to be on the very edge of Hood's territory so when he comes in one afternoon armed to the teeth and ready to shut the gang down, Danny just stares at him from behind a register and asks "If you take over do I keep my job?"

Jason: …. Sorry, what?

Danny: Can I keep my job?

Jason: …. You’re not working for the mafia?

Danny: I mean like, they pay me livable wages, but probably not. So can I still get paid?

Jason: *looking at his goons in confusion* uh. Sure.

Danny: Sweet. I think they keep the record books in the back, underneath the game sets.

Jason:

Goons:

Danny:

Jason: Uh. Thanks?

Danny: Np, boss :)

[hinamie]

someone asked if i had ever drawn gojo with his scars, now i have :>

[nyancrimew]

So people once were calling me a terf, persecuting me just because I held some different opinion. After taking a break from social media, I've did some thinking, and I've came to accept this label as a part of who I am. I identify, inside and out, within the fibers if my soul, as a terf, and anyone who objects to this is being criticalphobic. After a while though, being so enshrined with terfness started exposing to me the many issues and hypocrisies terfs have, which I started rejecting. I just remembered I left my pizza in the oven, its burning uh

Eventually I realized that by rejecting trans people from society, I was arbitrarily drawing a line between what a person participating in society could be, completely discounting all the possible ways our biology I've so long revered could betray the labels our ancestors placed on ourselves. I stopped excluding trans people and started exclusively rejecting normal feminists, making me a ferf, until I walked outside and accidently talked to a guy and found they were normal. With no one familiar to belong to, I gave in and joined feminists and became a rfet.

Anyways do you want to hear about the time I almost drowned in a public water fountain

and the oscar for "best supporting anonymous bait" goes to....... whatever the fuck this is

[suntails]

happy birthday silver!!

[robo-writing]

I’m so naughty for this 😻😻 literally nobody can match my freak rn

What if… fluff fanfic of Logan and Reader where he is sleeping at normal times to fall asleep, and he wakes up to cocoa to warm him and Reader up in the cold near winter fall. Huddled up in a blanket together, giggling like teenagers over dumb puns.

literally the freakiest I can be rn 🐺⁉️⁉️

Anon this is OBSCENE, LEWD EVEN…..I like your style 👀

The smell of hot cocoa is what arouses him from his sleep—the familiar smell of chocolate and marshmallows wafting from the kitchen. Warm vanilla and rich cocoa moving through the air.

What makes him get out of bed however, is the distinct lack of you. He knows from the lack of your perfume that you're not at his side, but he still reaches a hand out to feel your empty spot—still warm. It doesn't take long for him to put two and two together, bare feet padding against the floor to find you in the kitchen. Hair messy, clothes tossled with the dredges of sleep still faintly visible in your eyes when you look up at him from the stove. "Mmm, mornin' baby," you whisper, voice deep with sleep. "I didn't wake you, did I?" "You expect me to stay in bed when my girl ain't there with me?" He says, coming behind to rest his face against your neck. A pleased hum escapes you, exposing more of your neck as he inhales your scent, lets his head fall further into you while he embraces you. The scruff of his beard tickles, and you make a mental note to ask him to trim it in the morning, but for now this is good enough. His voice is low when he speaks. "Smells good, what're you makin'?" "Hot chocolate," you answer, eyes darting towards the counter. "Saved you a mug." The bright red cup draws his attention, but not enough to pull him away from you right now. He leaves a small kiss against your exposed skin as gratitude, nuzzling up and down your face like a dog does to it's favorite human. "God, I love you. Have I told you that before?" You love it when he's like this, at peace. Too long he's forced to be someone he's not, and it makes your heart swell to know that you're the only one that can turn this beast of a man into a puppy. "You might have mentioned it once or twice." you laugh. "Would you love me more if I told you there's a blanket in the living room with our names on it?" His groan makes your spine tingle, large palms squeezing at your sides. "Marry me." "We're already married Logan," you smile, only to be interrupted with another groan. "Marry me again honey—I'll buy you two rings this time."

[e-resources]

yung lean 2013 vaporwave type shit??🙏

💿.... V4PORWAVE .𖥔 ݁ ˖ GR4PH1CS .ᐟ.ᐟ

credits! X

[shade-e-e-es]

“hermitcraft application” and it’s just all of skizz’s builds from yesterday and from guess that build with a crumpled crying begging🥺🥺 skizz face

[spacebubblehomebase]

i want to take your art, put it in a pot, fill that pot with broth, chicken, and noodles, boil it, then eat it with crackers, so my mouth can feel a sliver of the joy my eyes feel when i see your art

Had to try out that oddly specific recipe, but thank you! ^v^ -Bubbly💙

[serafphim]

I'd love to see one of your OCs as a skuntank :0

skunpollo

[doctorwhommm]

hypnotising you to draw twojamie 🕛🕖🕓🕘

anon ilysm im watching the second doctor era atm and these two are so beloved to me !!

[demonic0angel]

DP x DC Prompt: The Fenton Family is out in Gotham when someone starts giving the youngest member, Dani shit. A rogue, basic criminal, Damian Wayne, doesn't matter who. Jazz immediately activates Big Sister Mode and starts beating the shit out of them. Jack and Maddie cheer her on.

“You’re doing great, sweetie!”

“Yeah! Get ‘em in the kisser! Swing it! Whooo!”

Danny took a long sip of his milkshake as he watched his parents surround Jazz beating up a clown and cheer like it was the Super Bowl. They were cheering enthusiastically as Jazz was kicking and beating the handkerchiefs out of some creepy, green haired clown with ugly makeup.

Dani was next to him, also holding her own milkshake. He had bought it for her after the clown had tried kidnapping her. She sniffled, but thankfully, the tears that she had shed were mostly from surprise rather than fear. Now she was all smiles, watching Jazz exact revenge for her.

Another man, broad and with a streak of white in his hair, was standing next to them, staring at Jazz kicking the clown in the teeth. He looked a little lovesick, actually, but he hadn’t said a single word to them despite reeking of ectoplasmic rot. Other people were also watching and cheering for Jazz, excitedly waving their hands and recording the one-sided beat down.

It was almost a little sad.

Danny took another sip of his milkshake.

“Yeah! Yeah! Get ‘em!”

“Kick him again! Get him in the balls!”

He nodded to himself as a plan formulated in his head. Once Jazz got tired, he’d step in and take over breaking the clown’s bones for trying to hurt and scare their little sister.

Maybe this vacation wouldn’t be too bad.

[housesalad]

Your art is so gorgeous and edible, and X files and Hannibal oooooooooooo!!!!!

thank you so much, I really appreciate it! here’s a little mulder for you <3