#wynn answers

[heirofnepeta]

Where have I seen her. I swear I know her face

[heirofnepeta2]

Man, I was wondering where you went, what happened to your OG blog? (If you know, that is). Sucks that it got nuked, glad you're back though!!

I have literally no idea why it got terminated. I didn't get an email notification saying why or nothing. Just happened in the middle of the school day while I was using it :sob:

[stephofromcabin12]

🎨 Can I ask for some small sketch with Stephanie&Pollux&Castor, please?

“You have no idea”

Buy me a coffee! ☕️

[callonpeevesie]

Sophie is the diametric opposite of that one person who thought the Welsh flag was a pride flag. Inspired by this Tintin art

[nadiajustbe]

Fan fact: Howl's Moving Castle book is an official part of the Ukrainian school curriculum of foreign literature! We study it in the seventh grade (from 11 or 12, depending on the year you started school), in the section of modern literature, with excerpts from the novel.

We were recommended to read the full text, so that's what I did, at the age about 13, still probably my fav school reads of all time. So say thanks to Ukrainian curriculum, it probably had made a bunch of HMC fans!

[catebees]

Battle of the Winifreds: Part Two, this time they actually know each other and have exchanged snide banter at the College of Magi more than once

[all-thestories-aretrue]

Feels weird to liveblog a Q&A but I am listening and taking notes 👀✍️

[buddyhollyscurls]

Nothing is safe from you. If I were to court a girl who lived on an iceberg in the middle of an ocean, sooner or later - probably sooner - I'd look up to you swooping overhead on a broomstick. In fact, by now I'd be disappointed in you if I didn't see you."

Is Howl HITTING on her????

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

hi there! I just found your blog looking for gifs/pics of Benedict Cumberbatch from the movie Power Of The Dog.... I think you know from which scenes if you know what I mean lmao *wink*... anyway, I gotta say I love your blog and I love Benedict, don't mind me just mass liking your posts of that sexy sexy man *drool* - I especially love your tag 'patron saint of sinful women' *drools more*

Thank you so much for the many, many likes, my dear - it's been wonderful looking back at older posts of My Beautiful Obsession when they come up in my notifications, as well as rediscovering some of the sauciest tags and other things I've written about him! Benedict is a gift that keeps on giving, and I (like most of the fandom) find that he just gets more delightful & delicious with each passing year.

If you haven't already discovered his large body of work (I'm guessing you've seen his Doctor Strange & Sherlock Holmes), you should check out his Khan from Star Trek: Into Darkness

as well as the series Patrick Melrose and Eric, both on Netflix, and the movies The Courier and Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy, to name just a few. He's such an amazing, talented Actor that I adored him for his talent well before his sex appeal enthralled me.

Of course, I'm now & forever an admirer - and have penned tens of thousands of words in fics based on his characters. Though I'm currently in a long bout of writer's block😔😔, Benedict remains My Constant Muse; the very reason I rediscovered I could write at all, inspired by his creativity.

(I call his Hamlet 'my sweet ginger prince'😍)

And please allow me to thank you for your patience awaiting a reply - I never mean to fall into such untimely delays, but oftentimes Real Life gets in the way. Please accept a loving Stephen to make up for the long wait.

[heirofnepeta]

Why did you shove a 9 inch dildo in your ass

Horny

[heirofnepeta2]

The 24 hours mark is up, and I received absolutely nothing. Get on to tell your friends your blog now possess exactly 0 active contactability, if you actually sent an ask in this period. On a slightly related note, the number of entries in my inbox have increased by one, but the content is still as it is. Maybe that was you.

Yeah.

[boiling-potato]

I know Farris might never say it aloud in front of her but Wynne's :0. It's too accurate 😭

Guess what? Farris is actually very expressive when he loves someone even if other people are watching (because he doesn't care about what other people thinks, if it isn't obvious enough) so he'll pretty much would say this 💜

Also side note: sorry for taking so long to reply to this Hana! I did want to reply to it but it got lost with all the other old ask qwq

[stephofromcabin12]

In case nobody’s said it yet, 🎭!

Super late to finish these — but I’m still stuck in bed all snotty and gross so I’m doing this bc it’s the only thing I have energy for lol

🎭 show Castor and Pollux’ aesthetic

Pollux Wynnes.

Castor Wynnes.

Bonus pic for their house.

[girlkisserr]

For Sodalite!

2. Can they take care of a plant? What about a pet? What about a child?

4. Do they look good in red?

9. Do they empathize with non-sentient things (dolls, plants, books…)?

Tell me stuff about them! :D

thank you joshay for being oc creators strongest soldier we love and appreciate you forever

OC asks that reveal more than you think

2. Assuming they settle down somewhere? - Plant: probably yes - Pet: depends on the kind, but feeds stray wybels - Child: absolutely not

4. i actually have no idea, but they probably could pull it off

9. Yes, but also not really actively. Its more of a passing thought occasionally like "huh. that sucks" to maybe a destroyed plant pot but otherwise they kind of shrug it off

[triarch]

I’m very sorry, Laura Bailey, but my pal Thermidor asked me to kill you and your friend.

[sansloii]

Nezumi pushes himself on Wynn's lap — and if he isn't immediately welcomed, he pushes harder until he is straddling Wynn's thighs and peering into his eyes with the intensity of a laser. His silver irises are almost entirely swallowed by the blackness of his pupils. He stares at Wynn as if he was seeing him for the first time — not unlike a cat that found a particularly interesting spot on the wall.

Slowly, Nezumi blinks and cups both sides of Wynn's face with his hands. His fingers are cold as if he were standing outside for hours without a jacket — which isn't entirely unlikely, either.

Nezumi's hands move, thumbs pressing into the corners of Wynn's mouth. He says nothing as he tilts Wynn's head back and tries to pry his lips open to have a look at his teeth.

Sharp and pretty. Nezumi — a little mesmerised — runs his thumb over the upper line of Wynn's teeth. He cuts his finger on one of his canines and hisses, but it doesn't make him pull back, only move closer. He is so close, he can feel Wynn's breath on his face.

"I like your teeth," Nezumi murmurs and pulls Wynn's bottom lip down to have a better look at the bottom row. He pets over it, too, uncaring of a few shallow cuts that make him bleed on Wynn's tongue.

"Have you ever torn a man to shreds with them?"

Nezumi need not force his way into his lap, as he is always welcome in it. As he pushes, Wynn allows it and simply raises the limb resting on his leg to make room for the singer. At first, it just hovers near Nezumi’s form… but as the other man leans in, that hand drifts closer and ultimately cups his thigh — the other finding a spot similar on the opposite leg. They move without much thought, really — and it’s in the same manner that his head tips back a bit to gaze up at the raven. He doesn’t protest the hands at his cheeks and allows that, too. It doesn’t matter that Nezumi’s fingers are cold and have his face in something akin to a vice.

He thinks nothing of it… not at this point.

He knows where Nezumi’s gaze is going and, like clockwork, he can feel the pressure from the singer’s fingers to coax his head back and his gaze further up. Again, he allows it. He doesn’t necessarily appreciate the sensation that follows — of fingers pressing into the corners of his mouth, of the very same prying at his lip to get them open. The shifter obliges but it’s not without a displeased rumble and a furrowed brow, as if in warning, before he relents.

Who was he warning, though?

Certainly not Nezumi.

No, no—that man, with a fixed gaze and larger pupils, was drawn in much more by the row of sharpened teeth he revealed. Like always, a finger is immediately drags across them slowly and ( like always ) it catches on the tip of one of Wynn’s teeth. Even as the copper-like tang beings to fill his mouth, Nezumi leans further in. Closer. Scrutinizing. Inspecting. Appreciating. His teeth were far from perfect, but that bothered the singer none — it didn’t seem to stop him from wanting to touch every… single… time.

“I like you teeth.” Nezumi says as though he wasn’t already aware of that at this point — as if he hasn’t already had Nezumi’s blood on his tongue one too many times. Even now, he’s petting over them and, thus, making countless more cuts on his fingers; proving that point. Another displeased sound bubbles up in his throat at the raven pulling his bottom lip down, but it’s less severe compared to the first noise.

The question that follows is almost expected and, unfortunately, he’s not at all surprised to hear it — less surprised to hear that it’s the first thought in Nezumi’s head.

The hands resting on Nezumi’s thighs lift ( oh, but with a slight reluctance ) to grasp the other man’s hands and pull them away from Wynn’s mouth. Lips close to run his tongue over his teeth to clean the blood off, the corners of his lips twitching down at the taste but ultimately resolving to ignore it. He then shakes his head, with a low “No.” following it.

The “temptation” is always there, though, because it would be so easy to. It would be beyond easy for him — minus all the blood and the subsequent taste of it. Just as easy as it would be for him to snap a bone or break someone’s jaw should he choose to. All it would take… is a thought ( or a lack of one ).

His eyes drift briefly to the other’s throat… lingering… before looking back up to meet Nezumi’s gaze.

“ — And I do not want to.” he continues, “There are less gruesome ways to deal with people.”

unprompted | @nezumivc103221