#u can add them here or make some and keep them as a reminder to yourself

[amethystarachnid]

MARVEL HOLIDAY SPECIAL 🎄✨

How Does This Work? It’s Christmas in the Multiverse! Pick a holiday trope from the list below, pair it with your favorite MARVEL character, and make a request! You can add as many details as you’d like (reader’s personality, specific plot points, etc.), and be sure to specify the reader’s gender. If unspecified, I’ll default to fem!reader. All the requests will be posted starting from the 1st of December. You can make a request either in the comments or in my inbox! <3

HOLIDAY TROPES 🎅🎁

Choose a classic Christmas theme to bring the holiday spirit into your favorite MARVEL universe, the tropes already requested will be written in italic.

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Snowed In  – You and your chosen character are stuck in a cozy cabin together as a blizzard hits. Perfect for slow-burn romance or confessions by the fireplace! Tony Stark x fem!reader

2. Mistletoe Mishap  – Awkward but adorable moments when you and your MARVEL character find yourselves beneath the mistletoe… what happens next? Steve Rogers x short!fem!reader

3. Secret Santa – The annual Avengers gift exchange gets competitive when you and your character are each other’s Secret Santa. Will they go all out or keep it simple? Tony Stark x fem!reader

4. Holiday Party Shenanigans  – Whether it’s Tony Stark’s extravagant bash or a quiet gathering at the X-Mansion, holiday parties mean mischief, laughter, and maybe even romance under the twinkling lights. Loki x fem!reader

5. Christmas Morning Surprise  – Wake up with your MARVEL love interest on Christmas morning and see what holiday surprises await. Breakfast in bed? A special gift? Cuddling by the tree? Tony Stark x fem!reader

6. Ice Skating Date  – A romantic evening on the ice (bonus points for awkward falls or a spontaneous snowball fight!).

7. Holiday Movie Marathon  – You and your character binge all the classic Christmas movies. Will they laugh, cry, or (for the serious heroes) grudgingly admit they might enjoy it?

8. First Christmas Together  – Share a special first holiday celebration with your character, complete with shared traditions and sweet moments. Tony Stark x fem!reader

9. Christmas Caroling (Disaster)  – What happens when you try to drag your chosen MARVEL character out for caroling? Expect laughs, maybe some awkwardness, and possibly a heroic attempt at a festive tune.

10. New Year’s Eve Countdown  – Start the new year with your MARVEL character by your side. Will you share a kiss at midnight? Tony Stark x fem!reader

11. A Day of Peace – Even heroes need a break! Imagine a cozy day where your chosen character and the reader spend time away from chaos and just enjoy the quiet of winter. Tony Stark x fem!reader

12. Lost Holiday Spirit – Help your character find their holiday spirit again! The reader surprises them with small, thoughtful gestures to lift their spirits.

13. Winter Wonderland Date – The reader gives their character a romantic surprise: a perfect winter day of snowball fights, hot cocoa, and stargazing.

14. A Little Christmas Magic – Maybe it’s a miraculous recovery, or a chance to spend time with someone they miss. This holiday season, something magical happens to fulfill the character’s heart’s desire.

15. A Handcrafted Gift – The reader makes something special for the character—something unique and meaningful that reminds them they’re cared for. How does your character react?

16. Time Together – Your character’s wish is simply for time with the reader. The two spend the day together doing whatever brings them the most joy.

17. Holiday Baking Fiasco – The reader and the character attempt some holiday baking, and… well, things go hilariously wrong. Expect lots of laughs (and flour everywhere).

18. Resolution Reflections – New Year’s Eve is the perfect time for reflection. Your character opens up to the reader about their dreams for the new year. Young!Tony Stark x fem!reader

19. A Second Chance – This wish is a little bittersweet. Your character receives an unexpected chance to make amends or reconnect with someone important from their past.

20. Christmas Eve Confessions – It's Christmas Eve, and you and your chosen MARVEL character are sharing a quiet moment together. Will one of you confess a secret you've been holding onto, like your feelings for each other?

21. Holiday Disaster  – Everything seems to go wrong during the holiday preparations. Whether it’s burning the cookies or accidentally knocking over the Christmas tree, your character has to help save Christmas (and your sanity).

22. Holiday Road Trip  – A festive road trip adventure with your character, from road snacks to sing-alongs to unexpected pit stops. Will the two of you get into mischief along the way? Loki Laufeyson x fem!reader

23. Santa’s Little Helper  – You and your character end up volunteering together at a local holiday charity or helping out in a Christmas toy drive. Can you keep the Christmas spirit alive while managing the chaos?

24. Wrapped in Christmas Lights  – While decorating for the holidays, one of you gets tangled in Christmas lights. Is it pure chaos, or does this turn into an unexpected bonding moment?

25. Reindeer Games  – A little friendly competition to see who’s the best at Christmas-themed games. Whether it’s pin the nose on the reindeer, holiday trivia, or a snowman-building contest, it’s all in good fun!

26. Decorating the Tree Together  – You and your character decorate a Christmas tree together, each putting your personal touch on it. A quiet moment full of holiday spirit, plus maybe a surprise gift hidden in the branches! Tony Stark x fem!reader

27. Christmas Morning with the Kids – You and your MARVEL character wake up to the excitement of Christmas morning, with kids eagerly running around to open presents. It’s chaotic but full of love. How does your character handle this special day with their little ones?

28. First Christmas with the Baby –  It's the first Christmas for your baby, and you and your character are filled with joy. From choosing the perfect first Christmas ornament to finding the cutest little holiday outfit, this is a memory the whole family will cherish. Tony Stark x fem!reader

29. New Year’s Eve Party with the Avengers (or X-men)  – The Avengers come together to celebrate the New Year, but there’s a twist: the kids are part of the celebration. How does your character juggle both the kids' excitement and their own fun as the clock counts down to midnight?

30. Holiday Movie Night with the Avengers (or X-Men) – The Avengers decide to have a Christmas movie marathon for the whole family. Your character is skeptical about the cheesy movies, but what happens when they get caught up in the holiday spirit?

31. The Avengers’ (or X-Men) Christmas Play - The Avengers decide to put on a Christmas play for the kids. Each hero gets assigned a role, but things quickly devolve into a hilarious disaster as egos clash and powers get in the way of the script. Your character might play Santa, or the Grinch, or maybe something more ridiculous.

Maybe 31 tropes are a little too much, but what can I say...I love Christmas!

Taglist: @bitchy-bi-trash @ccbsrmsf1

[gxlden-angels]

The 10 Soups for the Soul

Thou shall not have any goal above the bit

Thou shall not fuck around without expecting to find out

Thou shall not be a lil shit

Thou shall not let a homie go to bed without knowing they're loved

Honor thy furries and transfems, as you would have no internet without them

Thou shall not murder, even for the bit

Remember thy roots, for the first Pride was a riot

Thou shall not cross the picket line

Thou shall not make a decision while tired and hungry

Be gay do crime

[rueclfer]

Can I get a gentle reminder smau with Shigaraki? And maybe with a little excerpt of him checking in on us 👉🏻👈🏻 love your writing, but don’t feel inclined to do this request if you don’t want to :)

ily u r sweet yes u can get some of this soft n tender shiggy

gentle reminder // tomura shigaraki

“keep track of your shit.” tomura says once more, tossing your pill bottle onto your bed, right next to your figure hidden beneath the mass of blankets.

“you see a bottle of pills that looks kinda important, that you know i left in your room since last week and you don’t think to at least notify me?” you huff, peaking your head out.

“i dunno.” he shrugs. “you leave shit in my room at the time. think i have half your closet on my floor.” 

you tightly clench the fabric of the blanket up over your nose as heat spikes up to your ears.

tomura doesn’t need an invitation to make himself comfortable in your bed. you feel the shift of the mattress underneath you and hear the rattle of the pills as he shakes it in his hands.

“so this tiny ass pill” he lays on his back, one hand behind his head, the other holding up the small orange bottle to his eyes. “is the one thing that keeps you together?”

“unfortunately.” you sigh, pulling the blanket down under your chin. “can you pass me one?”

you watch him carefully shake out the small pale pill into the palm of his hand. he returns the stare as you swallow the pill dry, returning your head down onto your pillow.

“feel better?” he sets the bottle on the nightstand.

“no.” you laugh at the naivety. “gonna take a little to get used to them again.”

“what do you need then?” he blankly stares at you. “‘cause you can’t do this for another week.”

you two lock into a staring contest while you think for a moment. 

what do i need?

you feel like shit. you haven’t taken a proper shower in a few days. you haven’t really eaten anything. your throat is dry. this migraine is pounding its way out of your skull. this is the most you’ve spoken to someone in a week.

“maybe just stay here.”

it takes him by surprise- you see the shock in his eyes. 

sure you’ve messed around a bit (a lot), but you’ve never asked him for any sort of warmth and comfort. this is new territory for the both of you.

tomura fully turns on his side and inches a bit closer to you. he’s scared to touch you, so he just invades your bubble a little bit more than he usually would. your breaths intertwine in the stuffy air of your bedroom and you see the room slowly grow dimmer as the sun sets.

“is this helping?” he whispers.

“yeah.” you close your eyes, fingers reaching out to rest on top of the back of his hand, lighting tapping over his fingers. “thanks, tomura.”

“just don’t be stupid and forget again.” he sighs, switching your hand positions, his now firmly laying flat over yours.

“maybe it’s all a ruse to get you in my bed.” you tease.

“not that you need a ruse. it’s you. i’m always available.” he scoffs. “idiot.” he quickly adds on.

tomura’s glad the sun was almost set at this point. you wouldn’t be able to see his growing flushed face and chewed bottom lip as he continues to stare at your slight smile, and tousled hair from laying in bed all day.

he’ll make a mental note to make it a habit to stop by your room and remind you to take your meds from now on. he doesn’t realize until now that this piece of solitude in each other’s presence has been something he’s been craving, almost like an insatiable hunger. 

tomura scooches closer now, letting himself in the cocoon of your blankets. you accept him in between your arms, letting him rest his head against the crook of your neck.

“thank you, tomura.” you mutter against his hairline.

“yeah.”

[propertyofwicked]

HOMESICK - LN

content warnings: just fluff really, mentions of anxiety, being far from family

2.4k words - lemme know if u want a pt2 for this one :)

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y/n hated new places, she hated change, and most of all she hated being away from home. y/n knew she would eventually feel a sense of comfort and familiarity in woking, but for now, her blood ran hot, and an icy sweat took over her body, her eyes tearful even though she couldn’t pin point why she felt so upset. the flat was silent, and yet deafening, every whistle of wind or creak of a floorboard serving as her constant reminder - you are alone, your are miles away from your family, everything is unfamiliar.

she found herself constantly shaking her head, trying to knock some sense into herself

you’ve done this before, you went to university even further from your family, you did this for 3 years, you can do it again. you are a grown woman now sort yourself out.

her thoughts battled loudly with each other, one side of her brain logical, the other trying to sabotage her.

it just didn’t make sense - she travelled across the world almost weekly, filming and editing content for the mclaren social media pages, working closely with the drivers, engineers and management and never once felt overwhelmed with the distance from home comforts. she supposed being constantly on the move, keeping her mind and body occupied with her work boded well in distracting her from feeling homesick. the close bond she’d formed with everyone in the garages probably aided her even further, provided her with a new sense of family away from home.

but for now, she sat cross legged on her desk chair, arms resting on the table, her head balancing precariously in her hands, deep in sleep. y/n had arrived at the offices at 10pm, unable to sleep in her empty flat, the feeling of constant nausea and upset overbearing, and deciding that being productive was a much better use of her time - a great distraction from her loneliness. she hadn’t intended to fall asleep, especially not in a position that put so much strain on her back, and yet here she was.

3am in the mclaren offices and all that could be heard was heavy, exhausted breathing and the soft whir of a computer fan that ran idly in the background.

this is something that lando found peculiar - who was sleeping in the office? and why were they sleeping here? he thought to himself as he and oscar snuck into the building from the side door.

as they rounded the corner, oscar’s mouth opened, starting to ask the same thing lando had been questioning, but was cut off by lando’s finger raising to his own lips, shushing the younger man before pointing to y/n’s desk, her head now resting on the table cheek smushing her forgotten glasses further into her face uncomfortably.

the two of them, stared at the girl before moving to look back at each other, a mix of confusion and amusement glossing their faces.

“wh- why is she here?” he asked, out of pure concern for the girl.

“i don’t know oscar, we walked in at the same time?” lando responds, taking long but quiet steps to stand behind her chair.

“didn’t she just get a new flat near here? why wouldn’t she go home?” oscar asked again, mindlessly, knowing that lando was also bewildered to the sight in front of them. the older man simply shrugged in response, moving to rest a hand on the sleeping girl’s shoulder, bending slightly till he was level with her face.

“y/n? y/n?” he asked her softly, moving her shoulder gently in his hand as to not startle her, “you need to wake up, darlin’, can’t sleep here,” he adds, noting her breathing change as she came back to reality.

“lando?” she asked, startled, despite his best efforts, “what are you doing here it’s like -” she wiggled the mouse on her computer to bring up the home screen, “3am?”

“what are you doing here at 3am? not to mention, fast asleep at your desk,” he retorts, standing back and crossing his arms over his chest. she finally clocks oscar stood awkwardly behind him, sending him a quick smile, before leaning back in her chair, looking at lando again.

“i asked first.”

“we’re breaking in to decorate zach’s office for his birthday,” he says as though it was obvious, laughing slightly at the thought of the hello kitty balloons stuffed into the bag oscar held behind his back, “now, what are you doing here?”

“working,” she replied, offering no more to her story.

“with your eyes closed? drooling on your desk? i don’t think so.”

“i was not drooling,” she argues, confident in her words despite the back of her hand moving to wipe her mouth just in case.

“you we-”

“didn’t you just move in to a new flat y/n?” oscar asks, interrupting what he was sure would be an entertaining round of bickering between the two.

“i did,” she says with a nod, “i just got so caught up in my work. didn’t realise what the time was,” she adds, dodging the subject of her empty flat. the flat so empty of life, but so full of overwhelming silence and dread, and yet she found solace in the silence of the mclaren offices.

“do you want a ride home?” lando asked, sensing there was more to the story, but leaving the can unopened, for now.

she shook her head, breathing out a long sigh as she did.

“no thanks, i might just stay here till the work day starts,” she adds, her hand rubbing her eyes slightly, feeling the exhaustion still looming in her brain.

“are you sure?” oscar asked, concern rising in his voice again.

“yep,” y/n replied, the ‘p’ exaggerated.

the boys looked at each other, a silent exchange of words between the team mates as they moved in the direction of zach’s office once again.

“we’ll come check in with you before we leave, yeah?” lando added, before turning on his heel and following oscar down the long hallway. she nodded even though they couldn’t see her, before pulling the hood of her jumper over her hair, and letting her head fall back onto the desk, using her arms as makeshift pillows.

it was nearing 4am when the two returned, once again guided down the hallway by the sound of y/n’s heavy breathing. they stopped just before they could see her, turning to each other.

“we gotta get her home. her back is gonna be ruined if she keeps sleeping like that,” oscar says, keeping his voice low.

“i know - she still hasn’t forgiven jon for letting her sleep curled up under a table a year ago. spent the whole week complaining about her spine aching,” lando replied, smiling softly at the memory of her trying to bend herself backwards over a chair to ‘reset’ her back, as she had claimed.

“how do we get her to leave? willingly? without the kicking and screaming?” lando asked after a moment of silence, the boys plotting their next moves.

“you’ll think of something, im sure. she’ll never say no to you,” oscar replies, his hands moving to grip his car keys in the pockets of his joggers.

“what do you mean? ill think of something? you’re not leaving me to deal with her on my own, are you?” lando asked, suddenly doubting his abilities to contend with the strong willed woman asleep not 3 metres away from them.

“i left lily sleeping 2 hours ago, and i don’t feel like explaining this,” he says, pointing at the room in general, “when she wakes up and realises im not there,” he finishes with a shrug.

“fine,” lando says with a huff, “wish me luck.”

“good luck. lemme know how she gets on,” the australian replies, walking away from lando slowly, but glancing into the office space to check on y/n one last time.

lando sighed again, before sauntering back into the room he had left her in an hour ago. he moved to crouch next to her again, his fingers moving to pull her hood back, tucking her hair out of her face as he did. she looked so peaceful like this, her eyes twitching slightly under the pressure of sleep, a lose strand of hair blowing with every exhale. he didn’t want to wake her, but there was no other option unless he wheeled her out on the chair she sat on.

“angel? y/n?” he paused, grimacing slightly at his slip up, “it’s time to go,” he said softly, stroking her arm gently. he hoped she was too sleepy to notice the pet name.

“go where?” she mumbled, in her half-asleep state, eyes opening to look at him.

“home, y/n. need to get you in a proper bed.”

“no, im fine here,” she said, quickly defending her choice of sleeping position, “you go, ill see you later.”

“nuh-uh,” he tutted, standing in front of her to grip both her arms, dragging her up from the chair, “you are going to go home and sleep in a proper bed.”

“i don’t have my car and there’s no buses at this time.”

“ill drive you home.”

“it’s out of your way, you’d be wasting a journey.”

“don’t care. you’re getting in my car and im taking you home,” he argued back, finalising the argument she knew she wouldn’t win.

“fine,” she huffed, still clawing for the last word even if she had lost the battle.

soon, they were stood in the car park, lando stepping to the side to pull the passenger door open, a hand firmly on her back pushing her into the car. she wanted to argue that she was fully capable of getting in the car on her own, but the pure exhaustion took over as she adjusted the seat to her comfort, clicking her belt in as lando started the engine.

the car was silent, asides from the fans that pushed warm air into the vehicle and the low humming of the engine. he tried his best to take the roads slow, especially as he neared her flat, fearing waking up the neighbourhood with the growling of his car when he accelerated.

“what’s the real reason you didn’t wanna go home?” he asked, arm coming to rest at his side.

“i told you, i didn’t realise what time it was,” she said, refusing to let her lie catch up with her.

“bullshit.”

“what?”

“i said, bullshit. that’s not the real reason.”

“im homesick,” she spat out, “ok? im an adult woman who can’t handle the prospect of being home alone, 200 miles away from her family. happy now?”

“happ- why would i be happy about that?” he asked, his tone softer than his previous outburst. they were now pulling into her apartment building, y/n still neglecting to answer him until the car pulled to a complete stop.

“you wanna come in, for a bit?” she asked, biting her tongue.

“do you want me to come in?”

“yeah, if you want to. only for a bit,” she said again.

“ok,” his response was simple, he didn’t really need to think it through. he glanced down at his watch, 5:15am, and yet, he could not feel more awake. he didn’t mind staying, especially if it gave her the comfort to move freely in her own home.

walking into her flat felt oddly natural to him, despite him having never been there. the two could be considered close friends, not that either of them would acknowledge it, but spending years working closely together, travelling around the world, tends to do that. they’d started working at mclaren at similar times, him as a driver and her as a content creator for the brand, the new job nerves acting as almost a trauma bond between the two. they’d spent many nights in each others hotel rooms, playing games, watching films, often with oscar in tow - anything to pass the time in between races - but the two had never crossed the personal boundary into each others homes.

and yet, lando strolled in, took his shoes off by the door, and threw himself down on the sofa as if this was a daily thing. y/n dropped herself down next to him, sighing as she did.

“you need to sleep,” he said, turning to look at her, his arm thrown over the back of the sofa where she sat.

“my brain is too awake now,” she said, voice never faltering despite her stomach turning as she realises how close they were sat, the way his warmth surrounded her as his fingers tapped a steady rhythm on the seat behind her head.

“you wanna watch something till you settle again?” he asked, tv remote already in hand.

“sounds good,” she replied, tight lipped, eyes focusing as he scrolled through her netflix, settling on a film she didn’t care to remember the name of.

before the opening credits had even started, y/n body slumped against lando’s, head dropping to rest below his shoulder. he tensed slightly, relaxing again when he looked down to see her eyes closed, chest heaving deep breathes once again. his arm resting on the sofa dropped behind her back, his hand moving to hold her waist gently, fingers drawing light circles on the fabric of her leggings.

a while later, he moved his hips slightly, trying to re adjust his position to stop his legs going dead. he feared he had woken her, when she mumbled something incoherent and began moving. lando allowed himself to let out a shaky breath as she twisted herself into his side, her arm moving to wrap around his waist, her leg bending upwards to rest on top of his.

he waited a moment, as if to check she was really sleeping, before leaning down to press a soft kiss to the top of her head.

“goodnight, angel,” he whispered.

lando told himself he’d leave when the film ended. in his silence he planned how to move from the sofa without waking her. but then his eyes grew tired, and he told himself he’d shut them, just for a moment.

the two of them lay on the sofa, fast asleep. his posture had sloped in his slumber, shifting their bodies into a recline, his arms wrapped tightly around her and she settled onto his chest. their legs entwined with each other, a blanket lando had attempted to wrap around her had fallen haphazardly to the floor.

[erwinsvow]

hiii idk if you've done this before but can u do rafe throat training shy!reader with his fingers??

such a fun prompt !! shes down bad in this.

you don't know how you'd ended up like this—curled up on rafe's lap, a whole partying happening in the background while you keep your eyes focused on your boyfriend.

rafe isn't drunk—he hasn't had nearly enough or snorted or smoked anything to get him buzzed, when he stares at you like this, you have to believe he's high on something.

blue eyes blown with lust stare at you while you look back. you can only meet rafe's gaze for a minute, maybe two, before you have to look away, face burning and skin feel hot all over.

instead you keep staring down at rafe's hand, holding two of your boyfriend's fingers in your hand, holding on tight and pressing down while you try to listen to what he's even saying.

"y'wanna go home?" rafe asks, leaning in to whisper the words in your ear. he brushes some of your hair behind your ear, pressing a kiss to your cheek that makes your stomach tighten uncomfortabtly.

"we just got here rafe," you reply quietly, trying not to make it so obvious. it's a bustling party—no one's even paying attention to the two of you. even if they were, they weren't seeing anything out of place. you were always touching rafe somehow and he was always touching you. you don't even remember the last time you had been out out rafe's eyeshot at a party.

"who cares?" it's your turn to stare, looking at your boyfriend and biting your cheek.

"it's rude. you told them we'd come."

"well we're here, so, we came." rafe smirks at you and you laugh—just like that you feel a little better, some of the tension dissolving away. you're always like this—caring too much about what people think, worried about their opinion. you don't want kelce to think less of you if you make rafe leave everything early.

your grip on rafe's fingers gets tighter as even the mere thought of the idea stresses you out.

"c'mon, relax. we'll stay a little longer."

"okay. i, um- sorry." you loosen your grip but don't let go, staring down at rafe's hand while you keep playing with his fingers. curled up on his lap like this, you seem to forget there's an entire crowd a few feet away.

"stop apologizin'." rafe reminds you again, flexing his hand while he does it. his ring catches the light and glimmers, your attention once again returning to your boyfriend's pretty hands. you don't let go unless you have to, looping your fingers around his and playing with his hand.

you hear rafe laugh quietly—and though not too long ago, you would have thought he was laughing at you, you know he's not.

"right. sorry," you say quietly, and rafe drops your hand out of his quickly. two fingers come to your jaw, holding you in place to look up at him. you watch with big eyes, waiting in anticipation.

"stop apologizin'. how do i get you to remember that, huh?" his fingers move, brushing over your chin and then your lower lip. your eyes flick down at rafe's hand so close to you, and then back at him. "got some ideas, kid?"

you shake your head, but you don't need to say or do anything—rafe's always been like that. he understands you without you needing to use words. and similarly, you understand him without needed to be told.

your mouth opens, and rafe pushes in one huge finger, first just to the knuckle, then to the base. you take it, eyes getting a little watery, your mouth getting his fingers completely wet with spit. rafe pulls out, and then adds another finger. you vaguely hear him murmuring something about shutting you up, but you don't even process it.

your head feels heavy, stomach tight, another hot, uncomfortable wetness growing between your legs. you start thinking things you really shouldn't, not with so many people around, but the thoughts trickle in anyway.

you stay like that for much too long. anyone could see it—the vulgar scene infront of them with you choking on two of rafe's fingers until you don't choke anymore, cheeks wet and eyes watery, even spit on your lips and chin.

"yeah, kid. that's it. shit."

when rafe finally pulls his fingers out, it's because he hears topper and kelce somewhere behind him. you wipe your eyes and your mouth, hoping you look somewhat presentable. next to you, rafe admires his wet fingers.

his friends say something but you don't hear it. rafe turns to you, talking quietly into your ear again so you can hear him over the noise of the party and the loud music.

"you wanna go home now?"

you lean back in to reply.

"unless you just wanna do it here." rafe pulls back to stare at you, confused. "but-but up to you. you can decide. either way."

[coreene]

Drow Name Tables from Dragon Magazine

Have a little treat for you drow lovers - a name table for your characters! I was trying to find a name for an OC and came across this post in reddit, thanks to u/dalioftheWoods.

I went ahead and found the Dragon Magazine issue they mention on the post in internet archive here. Issue #267 and page 28.

I am putting the transcript of How It Works text under the cut along with Table 1. Tables for the names are already shared in the reddit post.

Minthara's name can also be found on the this table. Min meaning "  lesser, minor, second" and thara meaning "glyph, marker, rune" It's up to you to decide what her name could mean. The Second Glyph, Lesser Rune, Minor Marker.

I've also noticed a few other names for the drows used in the game on the table.

Nere - Neer "core, root, strong"

Sorn - enchanted, spell

Nym - lost, skeleton, skull.

Interestingly, Nym is the masculine version of this name but female drows can use masculine names without issues, unlike males who will be labelled troublemakers.

How It Works

Each drow name consists of a prefix (from Table 2) and one or more suffixes (from Table 3). Since female and male drow names are often very different, many table entries list a female name fragment and then the male equivalent. Although the names might not seem particularly gender specific to an outsider. any drow will be able to tell the difference immediately. Rarely, a female drow might take part of a purely masculine name. However, any male who uses a solely feminine name fragment would be considered a rogue or troublemaker.

You can randomly generate a drow name by rolling on Table 1 Definitions have been included in these tables to help determine what a name means once it has been generated. If you prefer, it is also possible to pick a set of definitions you like and assemble a name that matches them. If your character is a powerful priestess of Lolth, you might decide her name should reflect this. Looking at the definitions, you decide her name will mean “Spell Weaver." This results in the name “Instra.” For a man, the name would be “Sorntran.”

Keep in mind that drow names frequently sound odd to human ears and might be difficult for humans to pronounce If you really don’t like a particular combination, try adding one or more letters or an apostrophe between the name fragments. Although not every combination of prefixes and suffixes will sound right, usually only a minor change is called for. If you can’t make a particular name work, try one with a similar meaning. If you didn’t like “Instra." try a name that means “Web Priestess” instead.

If you have randomly generated a name and don’t like its definition, try altering the order of the words. It is also possible to use the definition as a starting place for a name’s meaning. Often this definitions can be combined in a poetic way for better results. In the case of a three-fragment name, try dropping one or more of the definitions.

Thus “Halicedril" could mean “The Spider-Taken Warrior.” “Deft Knight." “Nimble Warrior.” or just ‘The Spider Taken.” Don’t worry about two names sharing the same meaning or having two definitions for one name. Two names might sound the same to a human, but a drow would know the difference.

Although some drow have a surname that denotes what family they are descended from or to which guilds they owe loyalty, noble drow and titled commoners can use the name of their noble house, clan, or trading house as a surname. Those drow are free renegades, owing allegiance to no one, sometimes keeping their house name as a reminder of where they came from and what they've escaped. A house name can be assembled from Tables 4 and 5, either by choosing a definition or by rolling once on each.

Table 1 (Roll 1d10)

1d10 Result

1-3 - Roll once on Table 2 and once on Table 3.

4-5 - Roll once on Table 2 and twice on Table 3.

6-7 - Roll once on Table 2, once on Table 3, add an apostrophe, then roll again on Table 3.

8-9 - Roll once on Table 2 and once on Table 3 for a first name, then roll on Table 1 again for a second name.

10 - Roll once on Table 3, add an apostrophe, then roll once on Table 2 and once on Table 3.

[pumpkinsy0]

ik u answered this like a month ago i think but do u have any more hcs on papercut moving in together and the gang coming to their apartment or whatever else they move in to

its ok i love them, i do have hcs of em i play w them like theyre my barbies

•as soon as curly realized bc its his house now, he cluld leave the doors open and not get w pony behind closed doors, he PURPOSELY left the doors open, pony however keeps closing it out of habit, its like “baby, wyd??? leave that door open😏😏” “🙎🏻‍♂️”

•for a good while, they were buying used things, like of course they cleaned it, but yknow. sometimes it was online, other times just stuff they found outside w a sign that said “take me”

•it took them a solid month or 3 to FULLY get things together, partially bc they were busy or something along the lines, but also bc they argued on where to put furniture

•ideally speaking, if they were able to, i think it would b obvious that theyre both maximalist, but in different ways, u can tell who added what, VERY quickly, maybe it takes a while for them to rlly decorate the place how they want to, but tbh, wouldnt call it decorate??? more so they just add shit they like and find a place for it, its not like they have a design in mind here

•they dont rlly have any rules for their house, at MOST maybe its to take ur shoes off at the door, but they dont rlly enforce that, they dont care THAT much, just dont make an absolute MESS of the place and ur free to do whatever

•they would get plastic plates and silverware at first, just bc they didnt rlly have ACTUAL appliances, but even when they did get it, they didnt stop using the plastics bc they didnt feel like washing dishes, but at some point they had to stop cause they were wasting money😭

•darry and soda r the guys that goes “maybe u should put up a picture here”, they give sone decorating tips, they let pony take some things from their home to put into his and sometimes they still come over w things pony can have!!! curly aint have much from his house to give tho

•the gang could not LEAVE after they came over, cause like pony man,,,hes left the nest, they rlly growin up💔💔💔, they said theyd leave but then stayed for another hour

•darry and soda would cook for pony and curly, pony CAN cook, but its just that hes not used to cooking DAILY, him, darry, and soda would switch who would do it daily, so pony and curly would b ordering take out or eating junk food for a good chunk of the week

•pony and curly would get very home sick, family means everything to them, and now they dont rlly see them all that often, so they always call home, just ti hear their voice at least and know whats happening back at home, this also means that pony and curly cling to each other more, they remind each other of home!!!

[whumpshaped]

Beck being sick with the flu and Helle not caring?

-- @oliversrarebooks

this is actually something i wanted to write thank u for reminding me. well i mean just beck being sick in general, but yea we'll go w the flu, thats a bitch of an illness

coming back to add this after finishing: well this wasnt what i was going for, but apparently we unlocked some more tragic backstory

masterlist

tw some magic mind scrambling, but honestly?? not much- it's a sickfic, so fever dreams and the like... emotional whump, maybe- vampire carewhumper

Beck had never felt so sick in his entire life.

Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration, but this was definitely among the top five grossest illnesses he had ever come down with. His entire body was like a furnace, and yet he was shivering uncontrollably, even under two thick blankets.

He desperately wished there was someone to take care of him. He could barely keep his eyes open all day, could barely walk with the dizziness, the fatigue, and the muscle pain, and he couldn't even refill his water bottle periodically, let alone make himself some soup. He mostly just slept, slipping in and out of consciousness.

He'd considered calling his mother, briefly. She had always been so kind. Doting. She would've made him toast with honey and butter and cut it up into the smallest pieces for him to eat. He missed her a lot, he realised. But she couldn't come to his apartment after he'd made it so unsafe. He would just have to tough it out like an adult.

He knew there was no way Helle would just skip a visit. Skip dinner. They would barge in, rip the blankets away from him, and feed. He would just have to put up with it, as always, and maybe... maybe then, he could ask them to refill his water bottle. Would they actually do that? Or would they laugh and leave him to figure it out on his own? His eyes fluttered closed again, and he drifted into another two-hour nap.

"Oh, that is a sad sight. Oh dear..." Beck forced himself to look up, his unfocused eyes settling on the blurry outline of the vampire. He didn't have his glasses, and he was too tired to get them. "What do we have here?"

"'m sick," he croaked out, immediately made aware of his dehydration by how dry his throat and mouth were. "S-sorry."

Helle walked inside, and Beck had to close his eyes again. He was so exhausted. He'd done nothing but slept all day, and he could barely tolerate being awake for a minute. "I can see that," they said quietly. "Do you... have everything you need?"

"Water... I'm so thirsty, please..."

"Have you not drunk all day?" It almost sounded accusatory, in a way. Were they scolding him? He could hear Helle pick up his water bottle from the nightstand and leave the room, and he had never felt more grateful to them. He would've gone the whole night without drinking if they hadn't come, probably.

He tried to sit up against the headboard, but it proved more difficult than he anticipated. Especially with the two blankets; they were heavy, but Beck couldn't imagine being without them for even a second.

Helle came back with a full bottle of fresh water, sitting down on the edge of his bed without a word and gently helping him drink. They placed it on the nightstand afterwards, watching as Beck slid back down into a more horizontal position.

"Thank you," he said earnestly. Helle didn't even respond.

"Have you eaten?" He shook his head, and the vampire scoffed. "Alright." They stood up and left again, closing the bedroom door behind themself. Beck could pick out the faint sounds of a phonecall, but he had no idea what it was about. He fell asleep before Helle came back into the room.

For the next hour, he didn't even know what was or wasn't a dream. He felt something cold on his forehead, then also on his hand. He heard some gentle murmurs and whispers, too quiet to make out the words. He saw his mother for a split second, and he reached out towards her. The vampire, he wanted to say. Get out of here, mom. There's a vampire here. It's not safe. The image disappeared before he could've reached her.

"Beck," someone said softly, and he opened his eyes. "Come on, dear. Sit up."

Helle was holding a tray, but he couldn't really tell what was on it from where he lay. With great effort, he pushed himself up against the headboard again, letting the vampire please the plastic tray in his lap. There was a bowl of still steaming soup sitting on top, along with a cup of tea and some medicine.

"Where did you get the soup..?" he asked slowly, looking up at them in awe. Confused, definitely, but in awe.

"I ordered some. I took money out of your wallet." Well, that was a bit less considerate. Helle grabbed his glasses from the nightstand and handed them to him, then sat on his bed again. "Contrary to what you may be inclined to believe, I do not wish for my bloodbag's untimely death. So eat."

"It's just the flu," he mumbled, and he could've sworn he saw a flash of... something, in Helle's eyes. Anger? "I'm gonna be okay. But, but thank you. Really. I'm... I'm incredibly grateful for this."

They rolled their eyes and looked away from him, letting him eat his dinner in peace. They seemed restless, Beck noted while he sipped on his tea. There was a generous amount of honey in it, and for a moment, he wondered how Helle used to drink their tea back when they were still alive.

"Is... is something wrong?" he asked eventually, and Helle shook their head.

"Are you finished?"

"Yeah. Thank you."

They took the tray and disappeared, and Beck found he was feeling a little less dead with all that food in his system. His fever was still making him disoriented and hazy, but at least he could make a trip to the bathroom without feeling like he was going to pass out.

At some point during the night, he could feel Helle crawl into bed with him, pulling him flush against their refreshingly cold body. Half-asleep as he was, it didn't even freak him out a lot. It just felt good.

"You are way too warm," they murmured.

"'m sick," he responded, as though Helle didn't already know. Spurred on by a sudden burst of feverish courage, he took their hand and placed it on his face, enjoying the cool.

"You are so sick," they said insistently. "This can kill."

"The flu won't kill me."

"You have no way of knowing."

Beck frowned a little, unsettled by this sudden interest in his well-being. "Why are you so worried?" he asked quietly, hoping it didn't come off as too rude. He didn't mind the care. He wished Helle would care so much about him on the regular.

They didn't respond for a while. Beck was starting to think they never would, given they had already ignored the question once.

"I was going to die from it," they whispered, and Beck got the sense they might be holding back tears. It was a surreal image.

They didn't say anything else, but Beck could hear how their breathing changed. Helle frequently stopped breathing altogether, under normal circumstances, sometimes specifically to freak him out — now it felt like they couldn't stop drawing shuddering breaths one after the other, only stopping for brief moments as they... choked back sobs?

"Helle..?"

"They told me I was going to die," they went on. "We had no money to spare for medicine or- or doctors. Except one, of course. The mysterious faith healer Lady Marie Brandt, who offered her services to those in need; free of charge."

It wasn't too difficult to piece together what had happened. It was... frankly, terrifying. He was sure his own mother would've let in anybody who promised to heal him, had he been in such a dire situation. And to have that doctor turn out to be a vampire– he couldn't even imagine.

"Go to sleep, Beck."

He was knocked out cold by a sudden wave of magic, plunging him into a dreamless sleep for hours.

He woke up the next day feeling a lot better, and he let out a contented hum as he stretched out. As hellish as the previous day had been, he felt a little comforted by the idea that Helle cared. Maybe it would be worth it, in the end, if only for this piece of knowledge.

As he was making his morning cup of tea in the kitchen, parts of his dreams began popping into his head. Most of it was utter nonsense, and then... there was a conversation with Helle. Something about being sick.

He sat down at the table, warming his hands on the side of the cup and trying to focus on the dream. Of course, the more he chased it, the more blurry and incoherent it got, as was often the case with dreams. Still, he wished he could've remembered... Fever dreams were always a lot of fun to type into online dream interpreter sites.

Oh well. Maybe it would come to him later.

~

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[shibusawaz]

So, your Madoka Kaname drawing looks amazing, and as a traditional artist, I was trying to observe to see if I could learn from your drawing.

One thing that stuck out to me was the shading and outlines.

How do you shade so well? How do you know which colors to use, and where to use them? Same question goes for outlines, too.

hihihihiii!! first of all thank u so much, im rlly flattered that u were so impressed 🫶🫶 im honestly really surprised how much attention my drawing got gyuh

anyways!! the picture i referenced was from the crash fever x pmmm crossover, so it’s by no means completely original. here’s the side by side comparison of the (cropped) og image vs in my sketchbook!!

so, most of the actual shading decisions and placements are from the original work. however, i had to change up the colors a bit because of the selection i had. (please note that my version is also darker because of lighting and iphone picture quality 😭😭)

also, for most of my drawings i follow the call of the wind (make guesses) and fufill the prophecies (keep adding more colors until it looks okay)

that being said, below the cut is a full coloring walkthrough if you’re still interested!!

please note that this is much smaller scale and done in less time (took an hour instead of two days 😨) so the quality will be a bit less!!

alright. so let’s say we wanna draw this image, but we tweaked it a bit because drawing BOTH eyes was too much of a hassle.

after you clean your sketch, the best thing to do is open with an outline that’s not QUITE black but close to it.

now, i have a rule. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE remember this rule: you can use ANY color. for your outline, shading, whatever. it doesn’t have to match the reference.

if you are using this as a genuine tutorial, please know that i change colors every fucking time i draw. i change mediums too. this is only the process i used for my madoka drawing (as best as i can remember)

cuz, like my art teacher said, you have this thing called artistic license, which means you have the right to change whatever the FUCK you want if you think it makes your drawing better. make her purple, give her one ponytail, whatever. as long as you can make it work, have fun!!

anyways. next, go over that outline with other dark colors of different hues. there’s no rhyme or reason, it’s just fun.

after, place your highlights on the hair. i used cream instead of the pastel pink in the original because i like cream better and it adds more hues.

usually, i start with the darkest value instead for shading as it’s more vibrant, but madoka doesn’t have any really standout dark tones. it’s okay though i love her

then, you gotta go in with base colors. simple pink and peach yada yada

listen, quick reminder: YOUR BASE COLORS DON’T MATTER AS LONG AS YOU CAN STILL ADD ONTO THEM!!!

just pick a light base close to the original. don’t agonize over it. apply lightly and gently in circular motions, and you’ll be okay!!

next, we adjust the tone of the hair. i wanted a cooler toned pink, so i added amethyst. i also added a bit to the stray eye.

after, adjust your tone more as needed. again, any color goes. the means justify the ends, and if you end up adding some blue or yellow or whatever then good!! go bonkers with it. i used vermillion.

next, add shading blocks (referenced from the original image!) in a color that’s light enough to blend in more but dark enough to see (amethyst is my favorite for this, and i use it a lot!!) you can also add extra shading in some areas to give it some personality.

after THAT, blend in your shading a bit more with your base colors. by this point you should be pressing down a lot to get the pigment you want. i think for her skin i added beige instead of peach in this step, but that’s also what i did for the above drawing.

the purpose of this is to mute your colors a bit so they fit together more. however, if you want it to pop, you don’t have to add another base color!!

i also went over the outlines with the base color to lighten them and even out the drawing. i do that with almost every step, as needed. follow your heart on that one

also, i gave her a little bit of blush in that step. just because.

ok, so now is the fun part. for the hair and any accessories/clothes/things of the same texture, add random streaks of random colors.

yeah, go ahead, add orange, blue, yellow, whatever. it’s best if it’s of the same value (aka darkness) so it fits in with the base color, but it can be anything!!

you don’t have to do this, but it’s fun.

also, i shaded the eye too offscreen. same process, because pmmm’s style has a very flat texture on characters. thus, it’s okay to use the same shading technique.

now, we can do the same with accessories!! these are simpler and i honestly got too lazy to even reference for the scarf because the hair was the main focus.

finally, add little details, clean up anything you don’t like, and do whatever you want with it!!

that’s all i do for shading, and i hope it helped a bit. i mainly work with pen and paint markers, but the process is the same aside from tweaking parts.

just remember:

its your art do whatever the fuck you want

LAYER LAYER LAYER fix anything by adding new things

it doesnt have to be perfect yada yada

fun color = fun drawing

it doesnt have to look like the picture because thats boring and you wont learn if you try and carbon copy everything you see

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[honeylations]

CHANELLE MOON x FEM!READER

Prompt: She’s out with the girls at a bar but she can’t keep her eyes off you and is encouraged to make a move

Warnings/Notes: bartender reader, not all contestants are mentioned in this story

A/N: I never thought I’d write for R U Next but here I am T^T couldn’t help it when I laid eyes on Chanelle and Jiwoo. Also, I decided to include the eliminated contestants because I love Moa and Funa :<

———

“I needed this” Yunah sighed with content as her and the other girls managed to find a table in the bar.

“I’m glad we’re all here” Jiwoo said that earned a laugh from the others.

“I’m more surprised Minju’s here. Aren’t you parents strict or something” Moa commented, leaning her elbows on the table.

“They were but I managed to convince them” Minju smirked.

Everyone looked at her with confusion.

“What did you say?” Yunah asked and took a menu from the centre of the table.

“That Funa was being deported back to Japan-“

“WHAT?!” The entire table screamed, a mixture of disbelief and laughter.

“They’re gonna think I’m some trouble maker or something!” Funa dramatically cried into her palms.

“Are you hearing this, Chanelle?….Chanelle?” Jiwoo poked the called girl’s shoulder.

The half American jumped and returned her eyes to the other girls in panic. “Sorry, what did you guys say?”

Yunah squinted before looking behind to where Chantelle’s eyes were at first. That’s when she saw you, a young bartender that held a pretty smile when serving the many customers at the counter. You had beautiful long hair and great fashion sense.

Yunah looked back at Chanelle with a goofy smirk. “You creep”

Chanelle’s eyes widened. “I am not!”

“What’s happening?” Jiwoo asked, trying to look at what Yunah saw.

“Our adorable Chanelle here… has a cwushie wushie on the pretty bartender” Yunah nodded her head to where you were.

“Ohhhh~ She’s so pretty Unnie~” Minju wiggled her brows and the others added onto the teasing.

“You should ask for her name” Moa winked.

“Or even better, her number” Jiwoo made kissy faces.

“Stop, please” Chanelle groaned and laid her head down on the table.

“Hey, why don’t you go order us some drinks and food?” Moa suggested while snatching the menu for Yunah and slapping it onto Chanelle’s head.

The half American sat up and held the menu tightly. “Do you even know what you want to order?”

“Just to start light, can you get all of us the Sunrise cocktail?” Jiwoo asked, pointing at the night’s specials.

“Oh and a bowl of chips to share!” Minju excitedly put her hand up.

“And a cheeseburger for me!” Moa had to add, earning a look from Chanelle.

“Well can one of you come with me to help grab the drinks? I only have two hands” Chanelle said but the girls shook their heads.

“Nah we’re good. Plus, you get to go back and forth to see the pretty bartender!” Jiwoo giggled, only for Chanelle to roll her eyes.

“Fine whatever. Y’all better pay me back! Drinks are expensive”

“Yeah yeah. Now go!” Yunah flicked her wrist as Chanelle walked off.

“Are we gonna ignore that I have to pretend to be deported?!” Funa yelled.

“Hi there, what can I get for you?” You smiled when Chanelle approached you at the counter.

Her breath hitched, realising you were even more beautiful up close. “H-Hi, um…shit I forgot what they wanted” Chanelle hissed and started skimming through the menu again.

She was surprised (and proud) to hear you give a small laugh. “No rush, gorgeous”

GORGEOUS?! Chanelle needed to remind herself that it’s bartender language and she shouldn’t let her delusions get the best of her.

“I’m sorry, I forgot what my friends ordered. What would you recommend?”

You smiled at her worried face. “We thinking of something strong? Or like a cocktail?”

“Cocktail please, I can’t be bothered dealing with 5 drunk girls tonight” Chanelle placed the menu down and sighed.

“Let me whip you up my secret drink then” You winked, almost sending Chanelle into cardiac arrest.

“Don’t poison them please, I don’t have many friends”

And for the first time that night, you warm heartedly laughed, holding your stomach from how funny this tall girl was. “I didn’t mean to laugh so hard, I’m sorry. You’re just so cute!”

Chanelle looked away to hide her blush, unfortunately making eye contact with her table who started making kissing noises. The half American sent them a middle finger before turning back to you.

“How many drinks did you want?”

“5 of your special drink please. I’ll just have a lemonade” Chanelle leaned onto the counter.

“You’re not a drinker?” You asked while setting up the glasses and ingredients.

“I do drink but not for tonight. I’ll get ahead of myself”

You nodded and started bopping your head to the bar’s music, creating an awkward silence between you and the taller girl. That’s when Chanelle closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

“You’re very pretty. What’s your name?”

Chanelle didn’t miss the way the tip of your ears went red and how you started giggling timidly. “Thank you. I’m Y/n”

“Nice to meet you, I’m Chanelle”

You tilted your head while mixing the drinks individually. “Your name is pretty. You foreign?”

“Oh yeah, I’m half Korean”

“What’s the other half?”

“Half yours?” Chanelle cringed at herself, making you laugh loud again.

“Smooth Chanelle, very smooth”

“Too much?”

You shook your head and started wiping any spills on the counter. “Not at all. It was perfect”

‘You’re perfect’ Chanelle wanted to say but she already embarrassed herself with the dumb pick up line.

“Alright Miss Chanelle, here are your drinks. $63 please”

You snorted at the way the taller’s eyes almost popped out her sockets. “Jesus, I forget how expensive drinks are” she muttered and pulled out cash, placing it in your hands.

“Thank you. Let me get your change”

“No it’s okay, keep it as a tip. You know, for your 5 star customer service” Chanelle grinned.

“Oh~ Such a smooth talker aren’t you?”

“Good enough to possibly get your socials? Or maybe your number”

Not gonna lie, you wanted to punch Chanelle out the window…out of cuteness aggression. She was undeniably attractive and charming, there was no way you were gonna let this opportunity slide.

“Sure. I’ll give you both” You took the phone from her and gave your details before returning the device.

“You must get a lot of people asking you that, huh?” Chanelle fiddled with her phone.

“I do. But this is the first time I’ve actually given it to someone”

“I’m honoured. I should probably let you go. I don’t want your manager yelling at you” Chanelle scratched the back of her neck while eyeing the 6 glasses.

You took notice of her worry and walked around the counter, now standing directly in front. “I’ll help you”

“Well aren’t you sweet” The taller giggled and took 3 glasses while you took the other 3 and followed her to the table.

“Took you long enough, Chanelle” Yunah sighed before grabbing one of the glasses.

You placed the rest down and quickly brushed your hand across Chanelle’s arm. “See you around, cutie”

Chanelle’s eyes followed you while you walked away, her gaze shamelessly checking out your body. Moa slapped the back of her head.

“You’re no better than a man”

Chanelle shrugged and sipped her lemonade.

“Hey this isn’t the cocktail I asked for” Jiwoo frowned.

“Did you order my chips?” Minju asked with sparkle in her eyes.

“And my cheeseburger?” Moa raised her eyebrows.

The half American gulped. “I forgot, sorry..”

“CHANELLE!”

“ORDER IT YOURSELF THEN!”

“ASK YOUR GIRLFRIEND!”

“I HATE YOU ALL!”

A/N: lemme know if you want more 😔

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Seeking

Author's note: More of Draco in Husbandry.

Summary: Draco seeks some more answers.

Warning: Let me know if I need to add anything.

Past =-= Next

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @egrets-not-regrets, @kit-williams,

Tagged: @sleepyfan-blog, @ms--lobotomy , @thevoidscreams, @i-am-a-dragon34, @gra93fruit-blog

Draco had been forced to retreat from the battle of the mixed group of supposed loyalists and chaos scum traitors. It had been quite annoying to deal with all of them, especially since more than one of them was a Psyker, no where near his power level.

But with the way the Warp was being non-responsive, it had given them enough of an edge that he'd needed to have a strategic retreat, he will need to find a different way to snag those two damned Primaris Psykers.

They need training proper training at that. He could tell from the way that the two Primaris Marines moved and acted, they both were gifted with a version of Seer-sight of the future.

Which could be extremely tactically useful, if their sight is honed, they are properly taught and report their visions to their superiors promptly

He knows that one Ancient Librarian of the Ultramarines who has managed to successfully guide his chapter for many years from what would have been ruinous defeat, to success and victory.

If either of those boys had even the fraction of that skill or power, it could be important for the good of the Imperium to have them Properly trained.

Still, he needs to know more about this planet that he's landed on. Also, how in the name of the God Emperor that he got here. After all, the last he remembers is being on his ship flying through the Warp.

After healing up he manages to hunt down an Alpha legionary- a younger one, who he'd learned his name was Keed and used persuasion to get the younger space marine to tell him what he knew was going on.

Learning that he was on Ancient Terra- and about the alliance between the various factions of Astartes, as well as the other things that are going on.

It's terribly fascinating, and the other space marine genuinely believes this information to be true. He pulls out of the other space marine's mind after ensuring that Keed won't remember their conversation.

Draco will need to go to one of the Loyalist Bases- but not the one that the Salamander Captain Ash'val was based at. Salamanders have a well-earned reputation, among mortals and Astartes alike, and he doesn't want the Dragon to try and breath fire at him.

Ash'val would lose that fight of course, but it would be a terribly messy battle- and would only make trying to retrieve Jophiel and Claude that much more difficult.

Ugh. He might have to fake apologizing for what he had done due to a lack of information. Which might be accepted, might not be accepted by the fellow First Born Space Marines.

The Primaris Marines know better than to try and deny him, a Gray Knight what he wants. Or at least they should, Jophiel had been trained by him, for a short while, at least.

That one knows the weight of his displeasure and how that is not a good thing. So, for him to not be obedient means that he's learning bad habits on Ancient Terra.

He clicks his tongue and shakes his head, that can happen to impressionable youngsters, but he will remind Jophiel of how he should behave.

His little Raven friend will help keep Jophiel obedient, and he can use the mutated Blood Angel against the little Raven as well. While two on one might be a bit of a challenge, it's not for him. He's a gray knight, has the gene-seed of the god emperor, rare is an individual able to overpower him.

[hotluncheddie]

Okay so I can’t get over the idea of Eddie being very possessive over chubby Steve n just like… grabbin those love handles. All the time. 1) so everyone knows Steve is *his* and 2) bc eddie LOVES Steve’s loves handles n loves grabbing them and feeling that spot on him and 3) because Steve goes feral for it too, loves feeling like he’s Eddie’s and loves knowing that when Eddie grabs him there he’s feeling particularly possessive of him 😈 n Steve’s just like 🥵

ughhhhhh 👹

that’s sooo juicy bestie!!!!!

because maybe as steve softened and his sides started to bulk and spill over his waistbands a little more, it was just a small thing, a little touch here and there. and then they get a little more prominent and eddie’s touches get a little more prominent. eddie’s eyes going a little dark when he does, jaw clenching and unclenching. hands landing there when he steps up behind steve to kiss his neck in the kitchen, or look at him through the mirror while steve’s getting ready (checking that the shirt he’s pulled still fits, eddie crowding in close, lingering if the shirt doesn’t quite anymore).

eddies arm dropping there when steve sits next to him on the couch, they don’t go so much to his hair or his shoulders anymore, no now it’s that lovely squish at his waist and hip. it’s the same when steve straddles eddie’s thighs, if he sits in his lap.

maybe the damn breaks one day when eddie’s really gripping them, using them as handles while steve is on his hands and knees, soft and open and dripping on the bed. eddie squeezing this place he loves most ‘fuck, fuck’ he’s panting, they’re both a little delirious ‘so fucking hot stevie, these, right here’ and he grips so hard steve thinks it might bruise. steve really hopes there’s bruises.

maybe steve takes a little to accept how much eddie likes it, maybe the growth isn’t too comfortable to begin with. those lightning shapes splashes of pink make these ghosts come out, past ideas of how he needs to be and how he has to look. but eddie listens and spends a night sucking hickies all over them, worshiping them, repeating how he feels about steve, how he needs him, wants him, always.

and like it’s become a thing, maybe full on pavlovian response. brain going a little fuzzy and gut stirring with heat bc steve knows that when eddie touches him there, he’s thinking about him, thinking about them together, thinking ‘mine’.

and like it reminds me of ur micro fic like if they go out, they’re in a queer space, u know eddie is all over steve. but he just always gravitates there. knowing now that steve gets it, what he really means by it. maybe in the club it feels a little like foreplay, like it’s a new, special time and space with the freedom to be in love. they’re obsessed with each other and eddie’s obsessed with steve’s body and everyone can tell and steve’s obsessed with that feeling of being so so desired, especially because he knows deep down it’s like body, mind and soul.

maybe steve’s at the bar and some guy comes over, starts chatting him up. steve goes along a little, answering this guys questions because it’s kinda fun. but the real fun is when eddie comes back from the bathroom, instantly in steve’s space. ‘who’s your new friend?’ and eddie’s smile is a little pointy, eyes a little sharp. he steps up close to steve’s back, caging him in. eyes on the guy but hands on steve. ringed fingers sliding up under his shirt, both hands splaying wide over the bare skin and holding those two handfuls so firmly steve feels his pupils blow, knows he’s gone pink. doesn’t really care that his speech slurs a little ‘ah this is uh.. sorry, what was it?’ because one of eddie’s hands had slipped around to hold his belly too, eddie mouth is hot and so close to his neck and ear. steve watched the guy walk away, with a huffy little eye roll that just adds to steve’s fun. but also so so grateful that the guys gone because he’s fucking hard and he just wants eddie. wants eddie to keep going, keep taking, keep touching. eddie squeezes, nosing behind his ear, steve whines. eddie’s lips brush up agains the shell, breath hot and heavy, steve’s eyes flutter shut. ‘mine’ eddie near growls, squeezing again and grinding agains steve’s ass. steve moans.

[hinamie]

do u have any tips for uhh idk art term....highlight and contour but for art? specifically w digital art? w pencil and paper it feels super intuitive but then when i switch to digital it looks all flat.............

(is it shading? idk what im doing tbsh)

(also hope ur doing well i feel like im crawling into ur asks every two days or smth looking for art tips sorry T_T)

(yuuji comic made me cry so hard btw)

hi rin!!!!!!! that wld be shading/rendering yes hgbhgfjs there’s no One specific term tho so ur all good <3 also omg re: the yuuji comic IM SORRY I KEEP MAKING U CRY GHJKGJDSGHKJ its ok i made a lot of people cry if the death wishes/pos in the tags are anything 2 go by so ur in good company :D i teared up also

i would Also like to apologize in advance because fr me this is one of those Art Things that becomes more intuitive the more u do it so i am a bit. lost as 2 how to explain but i will sukuna voice ganbare ganbare !!!!

it’s all about light sources babes so pick a direction where the light is hitting from and use that as your main point of reference. If u need to remind yourself where the light is coming from i was taught to draw a lil arrow or sun somewhere on your canvas 2 keep track . areas closest to the light or planes that are more Elevated will be brighter than areas farther away or Deeper. When u think of a face, the forehead and cheeks rest Higher than fr example, the eye sockets, so those areas will catch more light and appear brighter. it /is/ kind of like makeup in that way. 

also, shadows/highlights can have soft or hard edges depending on how . uh . intense, i guess?? the angle of the light is. like with a box vs a sphere, the former will have a lot more Cut and Defined areas of darkness because the plane where light hits is cut off more directly by the presence of a corner, whereas with a sphere the Slope means that the values follow more of a gradient. 

tbh tho if you’re still starting out, to practice light sources and shading it actually might be good to scribble and shade some 3D shapes and spheres/boxes or maybe even draw from life so u can really take time 2 pay attn to how light catches different surfaces . it’s boring work but the practice is never wasted !! lighting can be tricky so try and take the time 2 form Good habits :'> references r ur friends here now more than ever.

other than that, which i feel more or less covers the basics n fundamentals, my wisdoms 2 u and any1 else who will have it: INVEST TIME IN2 FINDING GOOD BRUSHES omg i feel like a lot of that New Artist Look (tm) comes from using default brushes —which on its own is fine, but the kicker is not taking time to get comfortable with how to make the best use of them. the fun of the render is getting to play with textures and colours so find some brush settings that help add a bit of personality!! also . resist defaulting 2 the airbrush tool to shade it Rarely cooperates and can muddy a piece. uhhhh what else what else try not to shade with black for the same reasons ???? i'm scraping the bottom of the barrel here but i hope something here was of any value :'>>

[ohmytomorrowisthursday]

AOT characters in university

Hiii this is my first post like this. It is literally so unserious and silly please don’t take it personally if I roast ur fave. Some of these are soooo dumb but I hope u enjoy! 

cw: drugs, weed, drinking

Floch: this dude is 100% in a frat. The guy who stands at the door decides who gets in. For the boys in absolutely every possible way. Has punched multiple holes through walls. Doesn’t talk in class, if he does his whole personality is based on being a frat boy for life. Finance major. Always wants to be ‘devil’s advocate’ in class debates. Says edgy shit just to get a rise out of people. Scared of Erwin. Posts thirst traps on instagram. Is part of the boxing club. Has never read a single page of any text book ever, just watches YouTube videos to learn. 

Connie: You meet him during freshman orientation and he is now your ride or die. He’s outgoing and makes friends easily, but would 100% rather spend Friday nights playing video games and smoking weed with his friends instead of going to a party. Calls his mom often. Studying accounting because he wants to have a stable job. Makes lo-fi tracks and posts them on YouTube. Skips his morning classes because he refuses to get up for his 8am’s. He won’t plan anything but is always a good time when he comes out. Loves going for Korean barbecue. Loves watching reality tv and talking about it in the group chat.

Jean: Certified stressed and depressed. Definitely studying comp-sci even though he’d rather be in the arts. Is in your English class and even tho he complains about the work he still would rather write essays than look at his coding. Talks so much shit about the frats, still tried to join and never stops talking about them. Will  get into a fight with Eren during frosh week.  His mom also calls him all the time but he gets super embarrassed when she does. Brings all of his laundry home over break so that she can do it. Jean is always looking for a good time, he’s definitely planning nights out and trying to get the full college experience. Something embarrassing always happens when he goes out on the weekend and Connie and Sasha always make sure to remind him of it. The person you’d call for advice when you’re having a bad day.

Levi: Sick of it and annoyed. Philosophy major. Always debates in class and wins. You met him through Hange. You see him at the gym super late at night, between 11pm-1am when no one else is around. Hates big parties- especially frat parties- but always will text u asking how it is and if you want to leave. He likes to cook and invites you to come over to eat. Likes dressing nice for class. Uses black mechanical pencils and exclusively takes notes in black muji notebooks. Likes dark humour and will only talk in the group chat to add some sarcastic remark. Always drinking tea (duh) out of the same reusable mug. Likes going to low-key gatherings with his friends and playing card games and chess. Volunteers for the student food bank. Makes Spotify playlists. Has insomnia and will answer every and all texts you send, no matter what time it is.  LOVES to talk shit and roast people who he thinks are elitist, mean and hypocritical, especially Zeke. Works as a TA and is always busy and grumpy, but his friends keep him sane.

Historia: Wants to be a veterinarian. Quiet but kind. Has a really aesthetic instagram and is always posting cute coffee shops and pictures of her pets. Her girlfriend Ymir is literally the opposite of her and they both make u laugh. You sit beside her in class because she has a gentle chill vibe and always has extra pencils to give you. Offers you gum. Would give you a tampon if u needed it. Not really in any clubs but you see her studying at cafe’s and she always says hi. 10/10 sweetie. Knits in class.

Eren: President of the frat. He doesn’t even know how he ended up here but now he’s the guy. Kind of nice when he’s alone or in class but an absolute dick when he hangs out with the boys. Gets everyone at the party fired up. His girlfriend and his best friend are so nice. Wants to be a CEO, has no idea what his business will be. Wakes up early to go to the gym and never stops talking about it. Undefeated in Catan and Risk. Secretly a reddit lurker. You helped him study for biology once and he was actually very nice to you. Invites you to the frat parties on the weekend, but doesn’t really talk to you when you go. Loves karaoke and will always find a mic to sing into wherever he is and always picks Britney Spears songs lol. 

Hange: SCIENCE MAJOR. Literally the most outgoing person you’ve ever met. Befriends you in biology and helps you study. Has so many niche interest and friends from each of their hobbies. Brings all of their friends together to hang out and its the most random group of people you’ve ever seen, but everyone still gets along. Encourages you to go to the gym, and is always hitting legs. Definitely signed up for some sports leagues; is in co-ed soccer, basketball and softball. Athletic and smart. Wants to be a marine biologist to understand life under the sea and could talk about it for hours. The person who would drag you from your depression hole after finals season. In 4th year but knows people of all ages. So nice; you miss them when they graduate. 

Sasha: Environmental science major. Loves nature and is part of a hiking club. Smokes weed and makes the most delicious sandwiches ever. Always hanging out with Jean and Connie, loves playing smash bros. Gets along with absolutely everyone and is invited to everything because she’s the most fun. Is so good at beer pong and always wins tournaments. She has the craziest stories. Gives u a sweater for no reason, she’s just the type to do it. Goes on runs every day and has a dog at home that she misses soooo much. Comes back from winter break and gives everyone cookies. Not really the type to date but everyone has a crush on her. Sends the funniest memes to the group chat. FaceTimes you with a wild story while she’s walking across campus. Always has snacks in her dorm room. 

Erwin: Law student that has a degree in political science. Active member of the student society and always trying to get better food in the dining hall. Is your tutor and is sooooo nice. Gives u advice on how to make it through university. You could ask him any question and he would be able to help you. Likes to read. Him and Armin are your late night library friends. Loves to talk about deep random scenarios with you. Drinks black coffee and he’s muscular but you’ve never seen him eat. Is too busy trying to network in the legal field to go out to parties, but when he does he’s always the most popular person there. Used to be an athlete but doesn't really talk about it. Would walk you home from a bar to make sure you get home safe. Has no tolerance for bullshit and is ruthless to mean people; you’re happy that he is your friend. Would send you book recommendations to read over the summer. Plays chess with Levi. 

Mikasa: Her major is undecided. You meet her at the gym. She always works out late and is seemingly only ever studying or doing her daily circuit. Isn’t outgoing but is nice when approached. Not really into parties or big events but will come out for dinner or go on a walk with you after class. Her boyfriend is the president of the frat and they couldn’t be more different but she still loves him and says that he is a sweetie with her. Loves it when pet-a-dog day comes around. Enjoys spending time in the women’s centre on campus. She tells every girl that she meets that if they ever need help they can call her and she means it. The frat guys are terrified of her. Has an instagram with two pictures and they’re both of flowers. Likes collecting tiny figurines. Plans self-defence classes for the girls. 

Reiner: Bruh Reiner is 100% that transfer kid who still wears his old universities hoodie EVERY DAY. History major and way too into WWII. Likes to read for fun. Loves bears and will send you the cutest tiktoks. Look like he could kill you - is a cinnamon roll. Sad boy energy and loves to watch rom-coms. Listens to emo music and Kpop while he's working out. He knows where the best lookouts are. Likes older women lol. He loves going for all you can eat wings. Will have the highest grades in the class but never seem to actually study. Wants to be a teacher. Likes painting nice little pictures. Does yoga. 

Armin: Another day-one friend. You meet him in your math class and the two of you get through it together. He is kind and always remembers stories that you tell him. Loves going to arcade bars and doing anything that involves a challenge. Engineering student. Loves to solve riddles and play Zelda. Watches the planet earth series and sends you facts that he learns about animals. Knows when the next meteor shower is happening and will drive the friend group out to go stargazing. Is doing a study abroad in a different country so that he can learn a new language and see things from a different perspective. Despite being more shy and reserved, he is an absolute riot when drunk and makes everyone dance with him. He always brings the best snacks to late night study sessions.

Zeke: Philosophy major and literally will take whatever side of the argument Levi is against. Fighting with strangers on twitter and believes his opinion is always right. Will give you his opinion about your life even if you don’t ask for it. TA’s a class and is ridiculously hard on everyone when he’s grading papers. Hot and popular but emotionally unavailable because of his daddy issues. Wants his PHD mostly just to flex lol. Is on the baseball team and is always fidgeting with his hands. Has expensive taste in food and likes craft beer and nice wine. Has broad knowledge but its not deep. Wears boujie clothes and has a nice backpack. Prefers backpacking over staying in hotels because he thinks it is more ‘authentic’. Can speak multiple languages. Loves writing silly notes on your papers. Says that he is too good for the frats but still is there with Eren and Floch every Friday night lol. 

[comfethan]

john ward is there for height reference since hes like 6'2...

more info about the au under the cut :-)

if you cant tell from the name abbreviations in order its:

clint edwards, adam, amelea lewis (pre and post possession), the breather, lydia (first and current design), luna youngman, mr delfalco, and tanner grayton.

so basically the wttg cast take the places of the faith cast. its kind of just the faith story but with the wttg cast and minor differences (since the wttg cast is like. significantly more morally evil)

clint edwards takes the place of john ward, because:

theyre both protags and i like putting clint in situations. i also just find their personalities and struggles similar. for clints design, the white dot is a rosary, and the white thing he holds is a camera. the flash scares demons away, and i thought it was fitting for a reporter.

adam takes the place of gary miller, because:

both cult leaders, and FREAKY 👅. also both main antagonists. as much as i wouldve liked to out adam in garys creep outfit i just couldnt. so to make his design stand out a bit more hes crooked to the left. makes him more uncanny, like hes wearing his own skin.

amelea lewis takes the place of amy martin, because:

girl that the protagonist tries desperately to save but ultimately fails and it haunts them forever!? also theyre both my fav girls ever. every character in wttg is an adult, so they remain adults here despite amy being like 17. so amelea is grown. not an excuse to be weird tho

the breather takes the place of michael davies, because:

i just think irs reallyyyy funny. im only human okay... the breather could be described as a naked man in the woods, dont you think? i really dont have a deep reason it was just a feeling...

lydia takes the place of tiffany robinson, because:

tiffany was like very desperate for gary and i think thats fitting for lydias whole thing. even though i dont think she was obsessed with adam, i can definitely see her in that position. also originally she was sister miriam but... haha.

luna youngman takes the place of lisa pearson, because:

blah blah clint and luna childhood friends is real to me okay... and luna smoking and them fighting alu.... UGHH JUST HEAR ME OUTTTT!!!!!! and they hold hands... lisa also just reminds me of luna in general on a personality thing. i kind of associate them together... maybe because they have similar names...

mr delfalco takes the place of father garcia, because:

listen i just needed someone to hold a shotgun and be morally (literally...) gray. and someone old. most characters didnt work for that... at the end of the day delfalco is what you get, alright? hes cool. he fits surprisingly well. or enough...

tanner grayton takes the place of miriam bell, because:

because i HATE HIM!!!!!!! i needed someone to take miriams bell but theres literally no women in wttg (WTF) so you know ehat just make tanner give birth to adam why not. give birth to a demon tanner... its punishment to give birth to a being as horrible as adam

anyway i do think thats every main character covered. the ones i have left would b like amys parents, the demons, or other characters that i dont think are thaat important. like father allred.

if theres any other character u think i should add tho tell me

shootout to my goat @keep-qui3t for helping me figure out some things and also motivating me 😮😮😮 more content soon

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