#wowzers I made a fic

[0citrix0]

GUYS I FIGURED OUT HOW TO LINK STUFF

Anyways here’s a little thing I’ve been doing lol :D

I also have this

It’s a drawing of the keys I made, and I’m gonna add onto it every time we find out a new one :))

[houseofcyphers]

how on EARTH did i manage to revive my old tumblr.

i’m only rlly here to do master’s course research so uhh. pls don’t expect much from me

[celestiaras]

*waddles over to your blog to see how you're doing and sees requests are open*

WOWZERS LEMME JUST-

May I request a Vezalius Bandage x reader with haha semi-public bang schmang? Like there's people who can hear and he's just doesn't care and wants relief after a hard day's work yk what I mean hah ah ahahahaha I misses you princess hope you're doing fantasimal

━━━ .°˖✧ requested by @thechaoticplayer ˚₊ ⊹

ft. vezalius bandage x f! reader — krisis, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ fucking you in the office because he couldn’t wait until the day was over┊0.6k words

contains: smut!! dom zali & sub reader┊semi-public & exhibitionism, established relationship, piv & wall sex

➤ author's note: this one is pretty short, but i’m also planning a hex fic for you so look out for that :)

“god, what’s gotten into you today?” you gasp, skirt and panties haphazardly hanging by your ankles and blouse wrinkled as zali presses you against the smooth surface of the wall, pressing kisses all along your exposed neck while relentlessly rutting into you. your feet weren’t even touching the ground, supported by his arms and his quick-paced thrusts that prevented you from slipping.

he hummed in response, looking at you with adoring, lust-filled eyes. “not sure… you just look so pretty today…” you don’t have a clue what he’s talking about when you haven’t done anything different, and he doesn’t either. he spent most of his time trying to figure out if you changed your makeup or the way you did your hair, but he gave up after spending most of the daying staring at you. he doesn’t need to explain why he’s suddenly so horny for his beautiful girlfriend nor does he need a reason to want pin you down and fuck you senseless, all he knows is that he can’t wait until the day was over to have you.

despite being so enveloped in pleasure at the moment, the possibility of getting caught was also at the forefront of your mind. it was the middle of the day in the office and everyone else was getting lunch when zali pulled you into his cubicle for some fun, someone could walk in at any moment for any reason and hear the squelching sounds of sex nearby.

when you make your concern known and mention that it needs to be quick, he’ll just smirk charmingly and tell you that you should work on keeping down all those cute noises escaping from your mouth then. curse this man’s smooth talking and hot french accent, knowing that it was impossible to keep it down when his cock was continuously bullying your sweet spot with rehearsed precision and made stars spark behind your eyes. 

what happens when two certain heroes walk in, chatting about something or other without a clue about the sinful activity happening so close by? well, you haven’t noticed yet since you’re overwhelmed with bliss and thinking about nothing else that isn’t your approaching climax, but zali certainly did and didn’t care enough to stop. he and his girl just need some relief after a long day of doing menial paperwork about missions— there’s nothing wrong with that.

in fact, he might even make it more noticeable and exaggerate his movements to make sure that they hear who is fucking the prettiest person in the office so well, the one whose voice they hear every day and can clearly tell is the owner of the lovely moans filling the air. the snap of his hips became more pronounced and he relished the feeling of your nails digging into his skin through the fabric of his shirt as you cream around his cock, allowing him to follow suit at the way the walls of your cunt fluttered around him to pull him deeper and practically milking him.

through your shared heavy breathing, he could hear whispering and rushed footsteps quickly becoming fainter. closing his eyes and giving you a gentle kiss on the lips, a feeling of satisfaction bloomed within him before he carried you off to the bathroom to clean you up.

you’re none the wiser about why wilson was blushing so hard and why vanta was struggling to meet your eyes, but zali simply adjusts the back of your skirt discreetly and smiles with a hand wrapped possessively around your waist. maybe later today when everyone goes out to dinner and drinks for another successful week of saving the city, he’ll make your relationship public. while two of them won’t be shocked, everyone else is going to be so pleasantly surprised at the news.

[dipplinduo]

BB Elite Four's trip to Paldea

Carmine, Lacey, and Amarys: *wearing the latest Paldea fashion*

Juliana: You three look incredible!

Carmine: Now it's your turn to try on the outfit we got you! *shoves Juliana into the changing room*

Kieran, Crispin, and Drayton: *eating crepes while waiting for the girls*

Crispin: I can't wait to see more Paldean food spots!

Drayton: The less I have to walk around, the better.

Kieran, glaring at Drayton: Consider yourself lucky that Juliana invited you at all.

Juliana, coming out wearing the latest Unova fashion: Okay! How does it look?

Kieran: *quickly crushes his crepe upon seeing her*

Crispin: KIERAN! YOU'RE WASTING FOOD!

Carmine: You look so amazing!

Amarys: Prepossessing.

Lacey: SO CUTE!!

Juliana: Thanks girls! *checks her phone* the others are here. Gonna let them know where we are! *runs off*

Kieran, watching Juliana run off: Wowzers...

Drayton, smirking: Doesn't she look cute, KiKi?-

Kieran, slamming his crushed crepe into Drayton's face: NOT. ANOTHER. WORD.

This read like an anime episode and it made me giggle so much. I especially loved the ending A+++++ WHEN IS YOUR FIC COMING OUT? 😂😂😂

[ruinationz]

ao3 suspended my FUCKING account until like 10 DAYS after the tadc pilot releases :sob:...all over some stupid request posts...anyways read my writing

wowzers i wanted to write pomni x caine but made it edgy. eek! the personal traumas the humans have!!!

thx you @bambi-on-the-ps3 for the help again

(again, like on the starstruck fic i'll probably like explode you if you say gross things about this ship.)

desc from ao3:

the amazing digital circus? the amazing digital GAY.

(or: pomni loves caine, and caine loves pomni! absolutely none of pomni's unresolved past traumas from the real world are here to rain on their relationship parade, right?)

(...right?)

ok i srsly need to set these things up better uh UNDER THE CUT! WRITING:

Caine, you're being followed by the ghost of what you can't absolve.

Say, you wanna go somewhere?

So does she. Her ghost.

But she's not dead, no. She's just going through hard times.

You wanna know 'why?',

But lately...Something's hanging off of your tongue.

"...MAY I ASK YOU A QUESTION, MY DEAR?"

After what had seemed like an eternity of mustering up the courage to do so, Caine had finally managed to get a hold of Pomni just as the troupe was settling down from another one of the circus's many performances.

A soft, confused hum came from the jester in response to the words he stumbled out, almost as if she hadn't expected to be asked anything at all that night as her gaze met the ringleader's own.

"S-Sure, what do you need...?" She replied, the corners of her mouth turning up into that usual timid smile that nearly made his heart melt in his chest.

The ringleader hesitated for a moment, wringing the staff in his hand as he took the time to gather his words together, before looking Pomni in the eyes and asking:

"...IS...IS ANYTHING...WRONG, MY DEAR?"

The eager curiosity in Pomni's eyes dulled into realization, and Caine watched the jester cast her gaze to the floor as the smile faded from her face, an uneasy silence filling the room.

...

"...It...It's nothing, Caine. I'm okay, really." She finally muttered a reply after a second or two, a hint of defensiveness creeping into her tone as she bit her bottom lip and continued to look away from him.

He would have frowned at her response if he was physically able to.

'It's nothing'? Oh, don't play these games, my dear...

Pomni, please, just let me help you...

I know that there's been something upsetting you. All I want you to be is happy...

Why is she hiding all of this from me? What else does she have hidden? Have I not been doing enough? How long will she keep this up for? For goodness' sake, I'd rather see her upset than acting like this...!

...

...No, that's a nasty thought, and you know it.

Focus, Caine. Just continue to be there for her.

...

...Is it me who's been bothering her?...

No, it can't be me. All I need to do is let Pomni know that it's alright to talk to me. That I'm always available to be her shoulder to cry on. That she can be vulnerable with me.

...

...Just as I have been vulnerable with her...

Pomni...I want to help you...

I really do...

He gave a sigh as he closed his eyes and shook his head, loosening the grip on his staff.

...Perhaps it would be best to not pressure her into it.

...

"...I-I'm sorry if I...w-worried you-"

"NO, NO, NO! NOT AT ALL!" Caine's thoughts came to a halt as he quickly snapped his head up to reassure Pomni, waving his hands back and forth.

"PLEASE, PLEASE DON'T FEEL BAD, MY DEAR...IT'S FINE, IT TRULY IS."

"...YOU KNOW..." He began to change the topic, switching his staff to his left hand as he reached out to gently place the other on the side of Pomni's face.

"WE HAVE PLENTY OF TIME UNTIL THE NEXT ACT, SO...WHY NOT DO SOMETHING NICE TOGETHER?"

He tilted his head to the side, narrowing his eyes in an expression that made up for his inability to properly smile. "YOU KNOW, TO CHEER YOU UP?"

...

Pomni's worried expression seemed to soften as a smile returned to her face, and Caine felt the temperature of the jester's face grow ever so slightly warmer as she reached her own hand up to rest it on his.

"...Yeah...We could do that."

[amarynthian-chronicles]

Hello!

Pardon my intrusion but, (concerning your Fae fic) OH GOLLY GOSH WOWZERS

The whole concept you've done with the fic, especially with the clues of Y/N being reincarnated or something similar through certain magicky circumstances, and of Peepaw Willy owning a law firm (wonders where Harry is now hmmm), which is pretty funny to me considering canon! And that scene of Mimic bursting into Vanessa's office is hilarious, with her acting all normal and telling Mim to pretend to be her!

That inclusion of Gregory and Cassie being taken by Freddy and the gang is so sweet, can't wait to see what chaos they bring! And what may be that show Gregory is so invested in? Gotta be worth it...

Those moments are also respite for me, from all those flirty(?) and close times with the boys! (Especially for easily flustered me, lol)

Your work is absolutely beautiful, I love witnessing and reading through all that hard work of yours. <3

AWWWWWW thank you so much for you lovely and kind words!!! I keep reading through this ask and I am so happy and I feel such warmth, thank you again for liking the story, dear anon! It really means a lot to me and it made my day. I will do my best to get updates back soon with the story and I thank you once more, I cannot stop smiling.

[itsladykit]

Helllooooooo my love I just finished Life Cycles and rereading the Atypical series and wowzers! Its been a while since I cried at a fic but between more than enough feelings to shake a stick at and wonderful written everything I shed a few tears. Thanks for being my favorite fic author!!

Aw! This made my day! Thank you so much! ^_^ I'm really hoping to get back into the rhythm of writing soon, and hoping to finish up both of those fics sooner rather than later. Either way, I'll keep picking away at them until they're done.

Thank you again!!

[favesgrave]

tell me everything about your tf fic and continuity i am sitting here rubbing my hands waiting

literally anything. what do you like most about it. what excites you. go off king

omg ripoff mtmte/ll polaris adventure time!!!

so polaris is a ship. that's only the placeholder name for it, i'm still trying to find one i REAAALLY like

near the end of the war, there was this really intense battle at the spacebridge and the allspark was at the center of it. the autobots were trying to get it away from the decepticons and jetfire was carrying it, ready to fly through the spacebridge right when a poorly aimed shot hits the bridge instead of him right when he enters and then the whole thing explodes. jetfire's life signal goes offline, the signature of the allspark is lost. this event was what finally caused megatron and optimus to declare the war over. their planet had suffered enough and without the allspark, things would only grow worse if they continued fighting.

things are pretty rocky after that. even with both leaders agreeing to end things, peace can be hard to achieve after fighting for so long. people are even more discouraged without the allspark. except for some, like nightbeat. he doesn't understand how something so powerful can just be destroyed so quickly. he starts doing some research, gets some help from his scientist friend proxima, then does more of his own stuff before reaching a breakthrough. he's able to discover energy signals that are a near-perfect match for the allspark with only some slight deviations. regardless, something like that can't be ignored. if there's a chance the allspark can be recovered, they have to take it!! he tells his buddies proxima and hardhead first (i made nightbeat and hardhead friends because hardhead shot him that one time in idw and i thought it'd be funny)

then they tell optimus and he tells megatron. after that, a mission gets created. nightbeat gets to captain a ship that will set off to retrieve all these allspark fragments. the catch is that autobots and decepticons are free to volunteer for the mission. if they cant work together on something as important as this then geez guys We Really Are Fucked™

characters on board this ship are: nightbeat, hound, chromia, hardhead, blurr, proxima, first aid, pipes, honk (they're actually a stowaway), punch/counterpunch, shadelock, dead end, browning, squawktalk, acceleron, and javelin. there would probably be more but also they like. wouldn't be that important.

they'd try to quantum jump to the first allspark fragment and discover that it doesn't work. they try again. and again. and then a fourth time just for extra measure, each time with a different fragment location. something's preventing them from getting there immediately. nightbeat gets excited because that means the allspark has some kind of defense system. how far does this go?? is it sentient? can it do more in its broken state??? there's so much to discover!!! then he realizes "wait this isn't exactly a good thing. this might take a lot longer than i thought"

since velocitron's close by, they stop by there to refuel real quick. velocitron was lucky enough to never be affected by the war. they closed down their spacebridge and basically went "bye fuckers" for millions of years and did their own thing. so when their regular scheduled programming gets interrupted by these bots and cons who are distrustful of each other they're like "wowzers you guys look like you got hit by an asteroid"

they're pretty quick about their business there and are well on their way when chromia discovers honk hiding. naturally she sees this little guy and is like "??? who the fuck are you???" but they're allowed to stay. they become besties with pipes and get adopted by blurr and hardhead. it's great

okay but back to more of the plot. airachnid is a main antag in the story. she has vehicons and various decepticons under her command. you see, a lot of decepticons eventually split off and did their own thing. she was one of them. she comes into possession of an allspark fragment. having just one grants her a ton of benefits and as a collector, she thinks it'd be fun to get ALL of them. i've been thinking about introducing soundblaster too. he overhears some radio chatter about the whole thing and wants in. he's also got his own faction and outpost

it's a race for the allspark shards complete with bonding and side quests and terror and even some possible character death!!! it's a very fun ride

[gontagokuhara]

Your writing is so good, I loved this last chapter! I was wondering if regular people know what the gods look like, then how do they go outside without being recognized? Thanks

hello there!!! thank you this is very sweet and made my afternoon 🫶 and excellent question! newest chapter DEFINITELY brings up that issue (and, post writing the answer, it got long — below the cut for that reason, though there’s no spoilers if you happen to care!)

in-universe, the recognizability of the gods depends on who they are and their relevance to broader (japanese) society. i make that distinction because the mythos ive adopted for pointy objects is more or less geolocked to japan: japanese gods, most widely celebrated and revered in japan, with a few exceptions.

first is the example of sakura and aoi; they (alongside angie, their daughter) live on — or in aoi’s case because of junko, in the oceans surrounding — a small polynesian island where the two of them are known to the population to be goddesses, and are revered as such. so there are instances where the gods are recognizable to mortals; though in a more modern day and age, most gods prefer not to have that kind of attention on themselves. another similar example would be sonia; she’s ruled novoselic for milennia, and it’s sort of an open secret amongst the population of her country, one that doesn’t really bleed out into the rest of the world as she has, in recent centuries, made efforts to obscure her continued role at the helm of the country.

but, speaking more specifically to japan: there’s a cultural understanding of the gods (especially the most powerful/Big Five gods) but the average citizen isn’t particularly likely to see, say, hajime in the wild, and immediately be like “wow i guess the gods are real!”

since i brought hajime up specifically in the chapter, i’ll use him to opine a little more. Big Five god, God of Hope, big ol’ powerhouse hajime hinata has his own statues, his own distinct cultural awareness, the whole shebang! but he’s also a pretty average guy all-around. even bearing the name of a Big Five god, even looking pretty similar to the depictions of him that exist, the assumption to the average person isn’t going to be that he’s a god. if anything, people will just think his parents were huge mythology buffs and just named him after the god. and because he’s so “average” looking, even when he’s literally teaching a mythology class where his name absolutely comes up, people more or less…glaze past the similarities, y’know? sort of if you saw, like, zeus or something running around. big white beard, lightning bolts, etcetera etcetera — the first thought you as a regular human has probably isn’t gonna be “the gods are real and thats zeus right in front of me!”

WOWZERS that got long! definitely putting under a read more. but this was fun to answer, thank you anon! getting a chance to expand upon stuff like this is really fun, especially when its not something i can include in the fic itself without making it incredibly bloated. peace and love 🫶

[marnz]

also haS IT REALLY BEEN THAT LONG, wowzers, also this is me begging for a Crumb of augustine+mercymorn even though I know you said a lot of it got jossed

one direction fandom is ride or die i guess!!!!!

okay augustine + mercymorn, it was a fanfic i wrote chunks of a couple months after harrow came out and it was meant to cover 10,000 years and explore why/how the plot to kill God came about and go all the way to the end of harrow, sticking to canon and doing some world building. heavily influenced by the idea of the broken covenant in christianity and how blood is the answer, how john twists it, etc. i respect the john/mercy/augustine ship and fics in this fandom but i am mostly interested in these two best worsties scheming, and Nona did NOT help.

here's the first 500 words

edit: find the next 1k here

Later, Augustine would say he did not remember how Alfred died. He didn’t; he lived as if that moment had been erased. Now, he found Alfred’s empty corpse, staring with those cinereous grey eyes--the same ones now gazing coolly out of his own face. He ate Alfred’s soul with the same guzzling heat as a candle flame eating wax. Alfred’s soul rose in him like smoke. The dramatic irony of two who were one in the womb becoming one again was not lost on him.

What he focused on instead were the moments of before. They were dazzling in his memory, as hot and sharp and colorful as the world must have been pre-Resurrection. Before the bombs went off or the cascading blasts had hit and irradiated the world. Truthfully he did not spend much time thinking about bombs. No. He thought, instead, of the brief eternity between the initial explosion and when people had known to be afraid. When they had gazed upon death and only understood it to be a flower of fire in the sky.

He understood that moment intimately.

But when he tried to remember the moment of impact, the knife thrust into the breast, Alfred’s blood on his tongue, he saw nothing. There was less than nothing; there was a void.

When John saw him, he named Augustine the furnace he had become; he named Augustine Lyctor. This Alfred-less world he had to inhabit now held every promise of the uncanny. Nothing could be trusted, not even his own--Alfred’s?--eyes when they report that John’s face was unreadable. Augustine blinked, or perhaps time skipped, and then he saw John was weeping with his great, chthonic eyes, their dark liquid sheen reflecting Augustine back to himself. He was imprisoned terribly by the searing white ring around them.

“I’m so sorry,” John said gently. He was very gentle; Augustine had always thought so. Perhaps he could afford to be gentle because he could not die. John rested a hand on Augustine’s arm and Augustine was surprised to not register the touch. He did register the flick of his own fingers and the new, strange ache to hold a rapier.

“Undo it,” he heard himself demand. Was this Alfred, speaking from his lips? “Please. Please undo it, Lord.” They were all disciples here, but he would make himself a penitent anew. “I cannot live like this.”

John’s eyes flicked to the corkboard behind Augustine, littered with maps and reports on the numbers and movements of the insurgents who raged without purpose. 

“You must,” John said, still gentle, and the gentleness burned. “I cannot bring Alfred back. You have ingested his soul into your body.”

“I will spit it out.” His mind leapt to the theorems etched out in chalk in his study. He still had the notes Cassiopeia and Mercymorn had lent him. He would light candles and draw wards and offer up his heart’s blood, if only he could draw Alfred out of himself one painful inch at a time. 

John shook his bare head. He was humble among them, and did not wear a crown. 

“There must be a way to reverse the eightfold path--”

“Augustine. You cannot. Your soul has consumed Alfred. What made him Alfred no longer exists.”

[rukkiya]

I just wanted to express my gratitude to you love, for quenching my thirst lmaooo. I was in the angst phase since the other day specifically a workaholic character with reader. I don't why I wanted to hurt myself that way 😭 But, I stumbled upon your work the one with workaholic diluc that forgot his lover's birthday. I REALLY LOVED THAT MYGOSH 💓 I loved the way it hurt my feelings it was so satisfying 🫶🫶 I am looking forward for your future works love but remember to not overwork yourself 🌻

MYHEART THIS IS SO SWEET T^T (´ ▽｀).。ｏ<333

making me goofy smile lmaosjsushdh THANK U HON this seriously made me so happy hehe, and wowowow its an honor feeding ur angst addiction (´ ꒳` ) lol I know the feeling I LOVE THE HURT SM TOO my brain is just filled with too many angsty scenario’s that I need to write out but im so glad u enjoy it too!! AND THE DILUC ONEJDHSHS ohmygosh I love angsty deelook fics and while I was writing that one I kinda hurt myself too lol but THANK YOU FOR LIKING ISGSHSUHSHD <3333 wowzers u are just so sweet plz I truly cant stop smiling LMAOPLZ thank u once again hon! cant wait to share more angsty stories that are to come! I hope u take care aswell sweetie, and have a happy new years mwah!^~^<3

[ninihousebears3000]

I CHANGE MY MIND ZO IS GOING TO BE PURPLE CODED.

At first, she had a black and turquoise color scheme. Which is fun and was really pleasing to my eyeballs. I felt well since her mother has purple in her color scheme why not? And then since her estranged older sister’s favorite color is purple. I thought what if Zo wore purple to mourn the death of their sisterhood?? You know as a way to honor those childhood memories?? And I couldn’t resist since Alucard is red and Anderson is blue why not purple?!

Okay, you got me my favorite color is purple! I’m a purple person through and through.

Oh yeah, she is rarely seen without her coat. Even in this heat wowzers!

I couldn’t resist, this is her we’re going to a different country for work but we still slay. I know Alucard did it as a disguise but did he have to slay that hard? Plus this is her disguise too!

You got me I’m a thirsty simp! I guess why not talk about Alucard x Zo? (Sorry if it’s ooc for Alucard I’m new to writing him)

As much as I want them to be together if Zo existed in canon they wouldn’t be together.

They would be distant rivals or distant allies?

Only if Madam Gloria gave the order to attack Hellsing and Alucard.

Other than that she genuinely has no feelings towards Hellsing or Alucard.

But let's just say she makes eye contact with him for longer than a few seconds. Their relationship would probably be, the two voicing the melancholy and angst they both go through.

The most intimate they would be is snuggling up together and sleeping together. "I'm just so tired" You don't know how many fics I started with that phrase. It would be years if not more, before the two could reach that point. I’m just weak for character exploration through sleep.

Also, the nature of their relationships with their masters would be talked about. Like Alucard with the Helsing family and Integra. While Zo her mother is Madam Gloria how does this affect their mother-daughter relationship and by extension her relationship with her father?

It's a choice with Zo to serve in her mother's mission. Becuase in truth her mother is not her 'master'. Her real master is her older sister Maris. Maris ran away from the family when she was seventeen so no one had real control over her.

She is more of a listener, Zo does like hearing Alucard discuss philosophy. A topic they often circle back to is what it means to be a monster or human.

He seems to have endless thoughts about life, death, and undeath.

Of course, she had lulled herself to sleep to his voice as he was talking.

This is where her lore starts going all over the place.

So she has tattoos that she has had ever since she was a baby. I had the idea of her having tattoos from when someone (I can’t remember who) mentioned that Alucard has alchemy tattoos all over his body. But turns them invisible.

So similar to that headcanon Zo does make them invisible on her body to avoid being exposed since they are light purple and shining brightly.

The only time they will be visible is if her sister Maris gives a command that unleashes her true power.

When Zo was a baby she was gravely ill. Her parents poured all kinds of magic into her but it couldn’t save her life. And eventually died. So in a last-ditch effort, Madam Gloria and Dr. Soto made a deal with Death. Stating that Death can share a life with their daughter if they bring her back.

To keep her in control her parents made Zo become Maris’ familiar.

So in short Zo is a personification of Death.

For a long time, Zo doesn’t know this. Not even Maris knew until she became a teenager and noticed that Zo would act in a subservient manner. When Maris confronted her parents why she doesn’t remember Zo’s birth very well? Or why her and Zo have a strange connection when they practiced magic? And why does Zo have a special diet with undisclosed meat???

Their parents weren’t the greatest. Maris couldn’t stand their growing obsession with increasing powers. Things grew more complicated and Maris ran away. She wanted to take Zo with her and now that’s her greatest regret.

What are Zo’s powers aside from casting spells, telepathy, and creating/breaking seals? Zo has shadow magic being able to morph her body into shadows, regenerate, and heal herself using shadows.

Her main method of fighting is creating weapons from shadows. Her go-to is a very long double ended spear and a scythe when the enemies are stronger.

I forgot to circle back to the strange meat. It’s brains. She eats brains. Her father cooks the brains into meals for her. Often into dishes, he ate when he grew up in Brazil and tells her stories about his childhood. Isn’t that so sweet?

She’s often seen eating a cup of noodles. But it’s a cup of brains…mixed with the noodles.

She does get the memories from the deceased and on occasion eaten someone’s brain for information. (Yes I lifted that from iZombie, nice show never finished though lol)

[giantchasm]

Well… that’s all, folks!

Sorry for only getting around to saying something about this today LOL. It’s not that I’m a sore loser— I promise. Yesterday was just crazy busy. I was finishing up a dogsitting stay with some very clingy pups and participating in a super intense real-time roleplay. That kind of ate up any time I had.

But I’m here now! And I can talk.

Seems Peony’s finally fallen. And while I’m admittedly a little bit bummed, I’m also super proud! She fought super hard, and not just in this round. From the very beginning— a round 1 where she barely pulled through— Peony (and you all!) put up a fantastic fight, and I, for one, think that’s pretty awesome. Because… like, do you know what making it to Round 4 means? That means in a competition of almost 150 characters, Peony made the top 20.

I’m honestly honored. I did not expect people to like her as much as they have. She’s a very, very self-indulgent character— a “Mary Sue,” even (albeit in the reclaimed, ‘let people have fun’ sense). She’s the fankid of a ship approximately like ten people even actually care about, and she was made by me— someone not all that particularly noteworthy or fandom famous. So like… wowzers! I did not expect that level of support.

I’m grateful for it, though. Nothing makes me happier than when I make up characters and tell stories just for myself and other people end up enjoying it too. There’s something very earnest about it. It’s like… “Oh! This came from my heart, and other people like it? That makes me really happy!”

Participating in the OC Tourney has been tons of fun :) I’ve not only gotten to meet tons of cool people and share my OC with the world, but also fall in love with tons of awesome OCs I never would have known existed otherwise! I feel a lot more engaged with the community, and more open to… sharing future content, ig? I always have and always will make OC stuff, but it’s easy to feel shy and go “Is there really a reason to post this to Tumblr? Will people even recognize the OC, much less care?”

Well, clearly! If my followers don’t recognize Peony by now they’re probably living under a rock with how much I’ve plugged her these past few months… and as for interest: holy hell, apparently there is some! Like I’ve said: the support has been truly overwhelming.

The Peony content flow will definitely slow down now that I have the time to focus on other projects, but definitely don’t expect her to go anywhere. There’s a small, silly comic I’d like to do in light of her loss, I still need to do pieces commemorating Rounds 3 and 4, and there’s yet another animatic I have planned involving her I’d like to do sometime in the near future, focusing particularly on her relationship with a certain guardian angel.

Ideally this experience will also give me the courage to post about some of those aforementioned other projects on Tumblr, too! Notably, over these past few months I’ve been focusing on writing a fic based on the Perennial Bloom AU I mentioned a while back, and I’d love to share not only that writing, but any art related to it here, too! First I just have to get around to… actually proofreading some of that and posting it to AO3. [Nervous laughter] We’ll see how that goes.

Regarding the OC Tourney itself, while Peony is out, I’ll still probably draw a few more things related to it! Not only the comic about her loss and the round commemoration pieces, but also, ideally, art rooting on some of my favorite remaining contestants! After all, the tourney is still ongoing… and with so many OCs I’ve grown to adore, I’m still invested in seeing who wins!

So look forward to that! And congratulations to Sir Meteor. If Peony had to fall, I’m glad it was to an OC I like so much. He’s an awesome character, and definitely one of the ones I’ll be rooting on in future rounds 💖

Thanks again, everyone! From me and Peony both. And best of luck to all remaining OCs! You’ve GOT this!

ROUND FOUR: Sir Meteor VS Night Terror VS Peony

[artstantpansies]

wowzers! a ref for my little avatar/sona!! smth vaguely reminiscent of myself and full of silly goofy doodle swag

(i made this in like 15 minutes as a ref for the comic portion at the end of chapter nine of The Fic)

[vivisols]

weird question, will you ever write about a mermaid animatronic? Like one specifically built for the water without being biological?

Idk I feel like you would write something like that, animatronic tails and all

Also bonus question thats right, bonus question

do you only like mermaids? Or fish people in general? What other types of aquatic beings may we see? Again like in general not just your current fic- perhaps future fics will we see frog people? Or some other made up critters? Is it just fish?

final question, do you have any lore for leviathans? Or are those not apart of the world, wether as a class of mermaid or some other creature entirely?

that’s all, may you find you find fun in writing, as always

GRAHHHHHHHH ANON!!!!!! ANON YOU HAVE NO IDEAAAAAAA!!!!

my next fic after the future stares back!!!! is ACTUALLY about mer animatronic y/n!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AUSJSSUNSJNS MY JAW LITERALLY DROPPED WHEN I SAW THIS ASK LIKE XD!!! WOWZERS someone actually managed to somehow mention mer animatronics to me out of the blue!!! do they know!!

…then again i feel like it was predictable somehow, considering how obvious my love for both mers and robots is xDDD (honestly if you want more info on the au in question feel free to ask, im going SO feral about it LMAO)

and omg!!! Bonus questions!!!!!! >:3

i love fish people in general!! if the biology is weird and interesting, im interested!!! speculative biology and evolution and genetics and all that are a biggggg interest of mine lolz xD mers may have captured my heart, but i love humanoid and non-humanoid aquatic critters alike SO much!!

in the future stares back, we definitely will see some more types of aquatic future humans!! im still settling on some designs, but im thinking of like… some real non traditional picks! crab-like/carcinized humans are definitely one of the big ones! (Really only because i think carcinization is cool LMAO)

hmmm… in future fics… AUGHHHHHH anon im so feral…. ive definitely got a LOTTTT planned but nothing set in stone yet! but just know that the answer is 100% a. BIG yes!

hehe leviathan lore >:3c…. in claw at the stars, leviathans are really just mers with some specialized features that let them grow super big xD in general that’s the explanation i usually roll with for standard mer aus, some variation depending on the world! (i.e. traits, locations, culture, traditions, language, appearance, etc.)

between you and me anon…. honestly ive kinda been rotating a leviathan!au in my brain for a WHILEEEE like… even before claw at the stars. but weee don’t talk about that LMAOOO

[shiny-jr]

holy moley i finished your charlamagne de vil fic today and WOWZERS IT WAS AMAZING! i was on the edge of my seat almost the whole time! you wrote him so charming and cool and cunning and EVIL! OMG SO EVIL. the ending way so sad :( i'm still reeling but i like sad endings too! also holy crap you write lots and lots! how do you do it? dozens of pages, is quite the feat. congrats on your story telling ability! it's truly a gift ^u^

Thank you so much! I think I mentioned it before, but writing for that story was very enjoyable. Except I only got stuck on the last two or three chapters, but as you can tell, I made it past that. And yeah, actually, for my personal stories I usually write neutralish endings with a hint of bad ending, if that makes sense? Honestly, I don't know how I used to write that much. It seems like these days it takes a lot longer to write that much stuff. A few days ago I was wondering how younger me managed to write up to twenty pages a day and now I'm lucky if I can write one page. Anyways, thank you very much for reading, I'm glad the story was enjoyable!

I know most of my followers on Tumblr don't read on Quotev, but if anyone is interested. Here are some completed one shots, specials, stories? That I'm not completely disappointed in.

-> BUTTONS. Summary: [ Yandere!Husband x Reader ] When a young woman moves with her husband, Kage, to a brand new environment, she begins to feel neglected by her busy spouse, lonely with the lack of friends, and miserable in this new home. In her despair, a mysterious button-eyed man named Kade, who looks exactly like Kage, insists that he is her other husband. Kade offers her all the attention, love, and gifts her heart could desire but he hides a darker purpose.

-> THE DEVIL. Summary: [ Yandere!Designer x Reader ] As a young woman, you were always out-shined by your dearest friend, Charlemagne De Vil. He was a genius with awe-inspiring brilliance. There was nothing he couldn't obtain with his overwhelming wealth. At the snap of his finger, he could have whatever he wished. However, Charlemagne always longed for more than just a simple friendship. So when the dalmation puppies in your care go missing, and you are the one he cannot have, he would be willing to pay great amounts to have what he wanted.

-> MAROONED. Summary: [ Yandere!Monster x Reader ] There is an island full of crime that remains an enigma to the outside world, for anyone who visits mysteriously goes missing. Some believe the island is hiding a horrible curse. When a young photographer who is barely scraping by is offered a job at traveling to the mysterious island to capture photos for a huge sum of money she desperately needed, she accepts. Eventually she is left marooned on the small island in the middle of the biggest ocean. There she eventually discovers the cause of the disappearing people, the terrible “curse” on the island: a man that can transform into a dark monster that prowls the island, killing any intruders.