#you can send em any way like dms asks whatever

[naenaex0xx]

Hello, to anyone who sees this, are there any songs you consider summer to you? It can be your favourite summer song, just anything summery !!

[thecourtjester12]

Tis I the Jester! They/them and Ey/em + (more under cut)

This is my main blog for the DCA fandom my pseudo main for anything else (@/jestersdlc) can be found here.)

This blog is a LGBTQIA+, Neurodiverse, and Systems safe space!

No bigotry, racism, sexism, ableism, TERF's, aphobia, syscourse, and anything else possibly missed. All in all be nice to each other and respect others please!

The Jester is an Atertiary (spec.) Autistic, Adult. And may not always use the /p tone tag but am ok with it being used towards me even when I don't use it.

I use the terms Friend/Familiar and moots interchangeably along with the term Dove as a platonic (or general) endearment.

PLEASE be direct with me (tone tags are helpful, but in gen just be direct about things like if you want to be/consider me a friend, if you are or aren't comfy with something, etc general rule just be direct it would be GREATLY appreciated.)

ABOUT.

I post art and writing to do with the DCA's and my own DCA Au's! Along with reblogging stuff for the DCA fandom (and occasional tag games when I get tagged on here.)

I love the DCA and the DCA fandom so I may occasionally reblog a lot but most stuff is queued! (Everyone's art and written works for canon and fanon of the DCA's is awesome!)

I have many Au's, most with outdated masterdoc's but you can find out a bit more on them from our old pinned post (Found here!) or you can send an ask about them! (Current Au focus is LSAU (The Lonely Star Au)

ASKS.

Asks are open, so feel free to send me some, I love to answer them. General rule be nice, no bigoty/hate/etc. Not fond of swearing but some is fine, just no slurs (and tone tags would be appreciated.) Nothing NSFW. Can be about au's, the DCA or anything in general as long as it's not inappropriate!

Questions are welcome.

I do make userboxes, feel free to ask about them! (Most of the one's above are made by yours truly!)

Additional links and info under the cut!

TAGS LIST.

#jesterposts - Any and all posts, general tag!

#jesterdraws - Any and all drawings, sketches, all art stuff (old tag was #jesterdoodles)

#jesterwrites - Any and all writing posts, be it wips, sneak peaks and finished works for A03 that are DCA/DCA au themed!

#jester rambles - Just random rants and tangents and whatnot that are just me rambling on whatever, anything that doesn't get tagged with the main gen tag will be tagged with this!

#jesteranswers - Ask tag!

Things will also be tagged for CW's as needed

LINKS.

A03 main.

Artfight.

ADDITIONAL INFO.

PRONOUNS!

They/them/their/themself and Ey/em/eir/eirself and none (just name or 3rd person like 'the Jester')

Xey/xem/xeir/xemself, xe/xem/xyr/xemself, andddd pink/pinks/pinkself (strictly lowercase) pronouns

I like them being used interchangeably, so go wild!

I don't mind being tagged in tag games/picrews, may take some time to answer them. But would rather generally be tagged on out Pseudo main (but it's ok if you tag this one instead! ^-^)

Please don't send me the ask chains, they get repetitive (and not in an enjoyable way.) and are distressing. (Ex. send this to X people that make you happy, say 5 things you like and send to X people keep the chain going. Those types of asks.)

Dm's are open! I don't mind them, but may take some time to answer. Just please don't be inappropriate!

I have a discord as well as a Simply Plural. You are welcome to ask for either and if we are comfortable enough with you, I will give you the information to 'friend' on them. I'm not the most chatty with people on either unless I know you really well!

[toonheartz]

so this will likely be the only time i make a post like this, since i kinda had a realization of "well my gender is fluid, but when i'm a guy it's a certain way, etc etc"

so with that out of the way, introducing...Toonish!

Toonish (or Toongender) is a gender that can be described as toon-like, or similar to how you would describe a toon's gender.

Examples of why someone might describe themselves as Toonish: • You feel your gender is whimsical, lighthearted, and/or silly similar to a cartoon character, potentially in a way that doesn't suit typical "gender norms". You might play with these norms in expression, similar to toons such as Bugs Bunny • You would describe your gender as "whatever" or "amphibious" similar to Gonzo or Popeye respectively • You feel your gender is arbitrary, sometimes only coming into play "for the bit" • You feel your gender and/or gender expression is toon-like in nature, and/or you feel your attachment to the concept of toons affects your gender in some way

Meaning behind the design: • The optional eyes are common iconography for toons, and (hopefully!) gives an idea of what the flag is about from a glance • The visuals of ink & paper, with an aged quality to the colors • The gradient between the two represents a sort of ambiguity, and can mean whatever being Toonish means to you. Whether it's the spectrum between male & female, binary & nonbinary, or even a representation that life itself isn't entirely black & white - it's whatever you make of it!

I've also included Toonboy and Toongirl for those who feel their gender aligns more boyish or girlish in nature.

If you have any questions, concerns, or suggestions, don't be afraid to send an ask or dm me! I've never coined a gender before, so it's very possible I've made some sort of blunder lol

Feel free to add onto this concept! I've included the eyes used on the flag below. Please reblog this post or tag me with your concepts, I'd love to see 'em!

[janokenmun]

hell yeah pinned post time

basically i will post about: Whatever I Feel Like

if we're mutuals send me a dm and i might (not guaranteed) send u my discord so we can keep in contact in case site go explodey

cw: venty mental health stuff, relationship stuff, nsfw stuff, wack and hard kinks (also this blog uses unconventional nsfw tags! see below for details)

this may include:

-toki pona -english posts with toki pona translations -noitaposting -venty stuff (esp. relationship stuff) -hornyposts (filterable; see below) -non-venty relationshipy posts -rats -way too many memes -whatever randomass thoughts are on my mind at any given time -any brain contents i havent dumped on my friends already

feel free to dm im open to making new friends also feel free to send asks! also also please tell me if i rb something from a terf or otherwise-problematic person, BUT PLEASE LINK THE POST!!!!!! i rb like hundreds of things a day and i don't have the energy to filter through everything ive posted in the past day to see if it matches the vague description in a callout ask i got

also if u follow me or even just interact i WILL be looking through ur blog. this is a threat

also fair warning i post a fucking lot (mostly rbs) so if u follow be prepared for that (i assume theres a post limit since theres been multiple times where ive posted so much that tumblr cuts me off and refuses to let me post and gives me errors if i try to post)

btw im not comfy with kisses or cuddles from people im not dating!!

also if you're wondering about some personal details, im (cis) male, mostly straight, autism, possibly adhd, and open to play stellaris or warframe or mtg commander or other games

ill be trying to tag my own lewd posts with #janokenlewd, others' with #janantelewd, and cnc posts with #jancnclewd, so if you don't want to see that (or are a minor) absolutely block 'em!!!! i'll also be using #kenlalewd for things that i'm unsure on (like suggestive but not explicit stuff), im not gonna enforce that minors block that but it is recommended! please tell me if i don't appropriately tag nsfw (which likely will happen on occasion)!!! i'm trying to keep this a relatively safe space for minors, so i don't have to ban them completely, and having minors block those tags is an essential part of that! (additionally! i may leave sex ed or kink ed stuff untagged, as safety and education is important; if there's enough demand for it i might make a tag for nsfw education stuff).

basically this blog is just. My Brain

enjoy

BTW IMPORTANT NOTE: if i do/say something bad, tell me unambiguously! i will have genuinely no idea otherwise

nsfw stuff under the cut :3

more details about me are that im strictly top/dom, single, and open to doin lewd stuff with friends (and possibly boys! i have no idea!!!)

kinks include a bunch of like hard-dom stuff; cnc and brat tamer stuff are my favorite (especially cnc!!! <3<3<3), but i tend to like a lot of dom stuff tho! basically like just ask, there's also a bunch of kinks i have that i'm not comfortable stating publicly! also, i use the word "rape" here a lot; please block the cnc tag if you are uncomfortable with that!!!

limits include like gore/blood (tho a little blood is ok), and any of the like "unsanitary" kinks! also DO NOT TREAT ME LIKE A SUB OR TRY TO DOM ME IT MAKES ME VERY UNCOMFORTABLE, also don't misgender me or anything but that feels like a given! there might be other stuff but that Should be most of it, feel free to ask before sending if you're unsure

feel free to message and/or send asks (esp. if you're sub/switch girl)!!! best practice is to just ask directly before doing stuff, i.e. "hey do you mind if i send nudes" or "hey do u want to talk about kink stuff" or anything like that! tho sending nudes/porn/fantasies that *don't involve me* out of nowhere is likely okay ;3 (if u wanna be safe then ask first tho!! and specify the relevant kinks in case any are a turnoff)! i only rarely rp, i have to trust u first, so don't expect that immediately!

if you're a dom, top, and/or boy, i might still wanna talk about stuff, even if i don't wanna like rp or anything directly!! i'm super interested in human sexuality and hearing in-depth stuff about what kinks people have and why they have them is fascinating (and very hot) to me (and could give me ideas ;3), so if you wanna talk about that stuff please please please message!!!!

this is a paraphilia-safe space!!! if you have paraphilias, including the big ones, you're safe here and i accept you :). depending on what it is i might not want to talk about it, turnoffs are turnoffs, but i still accept you for who you are :) also relatedly id probably be considered proship tho im not really in that community so i may not understand the full nuance and ramifications of that term

also obviously. if you're a minor then don't interact lewdly with me?? you shoudlnt even be reading this and you should have #janantelewd and #janokenlewd blocked as well, that's the compromise i've made so that i don't have to just block every minor that follows me since i post a bunch of sfw stuff too, violators of the contract will be obliterated with the force of a thousand suns

[macfrog]

firstly you are so talented it makes me want to gag and die and climb a mountain 🫶💘 second i’m about to start posting my first fic ever and i was wondering if you had any suggestions for more logistical stuff to make the thing better to read? like formatting/time to post/adding pictures etc etc. sending besos y abrazos💓💓

hey dude! waaah thank you for this you're far, far too kind 🩵

how exciting!! i just checked out the little preview you posted and what a beautiful little droplet of writing!!! i cannot wait to read the rest. please please please tag me when you post it; jackson joel is my favorite joel and i am soooo intrigued to read and devour 🍓

formatting-wise, i pretty much just laid things out how i thought they looked best. you always want your warnings to be visible just in case there's anything that might require a heads up for some readers, also helps to include a summary of the fic somewhere, and i always pop a word count on there, too...but whatever works for you! i guess just consider what info you look for before reading a fic and piece it together that way.

i took inspo from many other writers on here with the whole three-photo header thing. i just pick three images that either capture the vibe of the fic or literally just pieces of the plot lol and put them up top. i try my best to be as inclusive as possible so where i can help it: i try not to use specific skintones or hair colors, body types etc. this isn't always perfect, though, and it's something i always want to be improving on. (straying from specific bodies in your mbs does mean that you can get a little more creative with em and use fun art over real-life images, which a lot of wonderful writers do!)

as for posting: i have posted at all times of day before...in all honesty, i'm not sure when is best as a. there are so many readers on here from all over the world who will eat up your work at any time, and b. i typically hit post and then toss my phone for a few hours - but i guess the later in the day, the better for exposure and engagement? as people will be home from work and school etc., and have the time to check it out.

try not to get hung up on this part, tho! i live by the mantra that the people the fic is for, will come across it one way or another - and not all fics are instant hitters. that's ok! sometimes it takes time for something to gain eyes on it. post for yourself. have fun with it. numbers mean nothing 🤍

if there's anything else you wanna ask or chat about, feel free to dm me anytime! can't wait to read when you post the rest! sending love right back to ya 🫂🩷

xx

[battle-subway-ghost]

Intro.

Never been good at introducing myself. But, here we go.

I'm Paris. Or Ghost. Either one works. Ghost is a nickname, and has been an alias for a while now. I don't really care which one you want to call me. Anyways, I'm 24, and my pronouns are he/him.

I used to fight in the Battle Subway a lot. So if you remember a guy named "Ghost" from there, that's probably me. That's all over now though, I've been living in Galar for a while now. Still connected to my Unovan roots though. Imagine some braviary sound effects here, I don't fucking know.

If you think you recognize me, firstly no you don't. I keep my face private for a reason. Secondly, don't come up to me if you aren't looking to have a battle. Not gonna force you but I don't like talking to strangers outside of that.

So my horse accidentally posted a video of me getting attacked by my rival's Froslass. So my face is kinda out there now. Don't fucking harass me or shit like that, don't be a weirdo. (and no, this doesnt mean ill be posting more pictures of myself. Don't ask.)

Anyways. Enough about me, here's my team.

I've also got a battler in-training, and 3 rattata that I keep as pets. I might as well give 'em all a graphic here.

FAQ because people in real life keep asking me this:

Q: Cheri looks very pink. Is that normal? A: Yes, he does. It probably is.

Q: Is that a shiny alolan rattata? A: No. Bean is albino.

Q: What's wrong with Grungle? A: Nothing. He's a weird subspecies or hybrid, not sure which yet. Either way, he's REALLY FUCKING BLUE NOW, HOLY SHIT. He's safe though- it's not dangerous.

Dunno what else to say here. My main interests are battling, so if you have any questions about that, feel free to ask me. I'm not an actual EXPERT on it or anything, but it's whatever.

Hello! This is the OOC part of the introduction! I follow from @act11as, and ooc posts will be tagged as such, and will usually have the color green. I don't always do this, as it can be grating to look at after a while.

My rotomblr "hub" account is @battle-subway-aftershow!

Muse is an adult, mod is a minor. Don't be weird, or I'll screenshot your ask and make fun of you with my friends. Into the hall of shame with you.

(Weird: NSFW/Suggestive asks, fetish mining, etc. Do not fucking do these.)

Additionally: If your main is NSFW, please do not follow me. I will block you for my own comfort.

ALL TRIGGER WARNINGS WILL BE TAGGED AS "[word] tw"! This is to make it easier to blacklist things! if I ever miss something or you need me to tag something in specific, shoot me an ask or a dm! I'll try to remember.

Guidelines/Rules I guess?

*ALMOST ANY kind of Pokemon Irl blog can interact! Eeby deebies, sapient pokemon, evil teams, whatever! I cannot guarantee that Paris will be nice to you, (ESPECIALLY an evil team) or believe you.

*Self-Insert fallers, please do not interact. I personally cannot handle these kinds of blogs. Self-insert ocs are fine, but the idea of a real person on rotomblr being isekaid into Pokémon is not.

IN CHARACTER anon hate is perfectly fine! Be an asshole to Paris! Keep in mind that I won't always respond to these however, especially if they go too far in my eyes.

PARIS CAN AND WILL BE AN UNRELIABLE NARRATOR! He doesn't know all the details, he can be wrong, he can flat out lie. Just something to keep in mind!

Extra:

Mystery Gifts are now open! And Preferred! Feel free to go crazy with this ^^

Pelipper Mail, un-mail, and Malice are always open! Feel free to torment this guy whenever you so please. (links go to the source posts for all 3 lol)

Musharna mail, (sending dreams) and Musharna malice (sending nightmares) are always on! Once again feel free to torment this guy.

Magic anons are usually off, unless I specifically specify otherwise!

Organizational tags:

#[nickname] the [pokemon] - Most posts about Paris' pokemon should be tagged like this.

#mind's eye - Usually ask games- these are not things Paris would actually say out loud, at least in the way the post says it, to a degree! Consider these semi-canon in nature. Feel free to press him outside of ask games, if you see something interesting though ^^

#Paris used Sleep Talk - a bit of a mixed bag, posts made by Paris either when he’s tired, falling asleep, or actually asleep. Usually angst but can be memes as well. Mixed bag like I said

#rival tag - Tag for posts mentioning/about Paris' rival, also known as @/subzeroiceshard

#mylah tag - Tag used for @/tinkatinktrain- Paris' friend.

#sprite tag - Tag used for @/thatfailedpokemontrainer- similar situation to the above.

#frosty tag - Tag used for @/frosty-sneasel!

#bluebird anon/bluebird tag - Tag used for @/blu3b1rdsss!

#beedrill tag - Tag used for @/a-nickits-den!

#shilo tag - Tag for @/shilo-sumac!

Previous arcs/Lore:

#A Frosty Reception / #A Frosty Reception 2.0 - Takeovers of one of Paris' childhood friends. done twice because I kept getting sick :(

#Gone Fishing Arc - Paris fucked off into the woods and almost never returned! Good look into his character. (warnings for pokemon attacks, injury, and frostbite)

#Kicked to Kanto - Smaller thing, what it says on the tin.

#Team Fauna - Inconsistently tagged, but should have the vital bits in the general area? (Check "Cult tw" if otherwise). Paris goes undercover in a cult to save his friends. This does not have consequences whatsoever (obviously, warning for cults.)

#The Unraveling arc - Post Team Fauna- Something strange is going on with Paris' reality... It seems to be falling apart! Unraveling, even! (Warnings for horror, body horror, and unreality)

#Greyed Walls Event - The aftermath of Unraveling. Our Paris is missing, and a curious foxlike entity has gotten involved... (Askblog-style event- this is an AU of Paris, set in a post-apocalyptic world!) (Mild warning on top of the obvious apocalypse for horror and talks about injury + amputation!)

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And finally, for music enjoyers- Here's his playlist! NOW ON YOUTUBE TOO BECAUSE FUCK SPOTIFY!

[pilot-posting]

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╰┈─) Pilot Profile Access... Granted

Pilot: Em, MIP 12.A 🏳️‍⚧️

Rank: Corporal

Role: Mechanized functions technician, asset damage prevention.

Mech: Haratora-Zed, Class-X

Age: 18.

Synapse Connctivity: Sensitive. At-risk of addiction or mind-meld.

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heyo! I'm Em, I'm currently writing a short story called "Asynchrosis" in a series of parts here on my Tumblr! Here are links to each individual part in order!

All story parts are tagged under #asynchrosis

Pt.1, Pt.2, Pt.3, Pt.4, Pt.5

Links to story related asks!

Srynthetica1 (how does jacking in feel?), Anon1 (who's we? why class-x? how combat?)

tags, #asynchrosis for Asynchrosis, #ems got mail!! for asks #emersons scrawlings for generally writing posts

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Wait? Who are you?

I'm Em, I'm a very normal trans person who absolutely does not let her weird obsession with what is essentially just robot-fucker v*re infect her every day life. I absolutely do not impulsively buy techwear clothes to cosplay a mech pilot who's a little bit down on her luck and I totally don't want someone to hypnotize me into believing I have cybernetic implants. I, in no way, want someone to dominate me so deeply that they force me to treat them like a pilot treats their handler and I don't want them to clicker train me to be able to force me to obey them.

On another note, my pronouns are IT/she. I use she/her self referentially because it's easy but PLEASE use it/it's for me. "Ohhh but that's degrading" IT'S NOT AND EVEN IF IT WAS I'D LOVE IT.

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DM's and ASK POLICY

I prefer asks! I love answering questions in a way which is productive to furthering the knowledge of everyone who enjoys the work I make! DM's however are HEAVILY encouraged if you want to degrade me, treat me like a whore, stick your fingers in my mouth, or hypnotize me.

Asks can also be horny! Send me horny prompts in asks, tell me how badly you want to be put into synchrosis~

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IS IT HORNY???

They always ask IS it horny not HOW is she horny,

Anyway, yeah! I'm pretty much always able to get into the mood unless I came like under 10 minutes ago. You can do with this information whatever you want.

With that said, what're my do's and don'ts?

DO!

DO ANYTHING YOU WANT TO ME IF YOU'RE ALSO A TRANNY, I LOVE MY PEOPLE AND I WILL GLADLY BE AN ACTUAL CUM DUMP FOR Y'ALL

Degrade me

Hypnotize me

Force yourself onto or into me

Cut me, stab me, or perform invasive surgeries to cause me to meld in greater amounts with the perfect machine form I yearn to control

Cum inside me or on me!

Fuck my throat, or keep me under your desk, I have an oral fixation :3

Bind me up, suspend me, gag me, blindfold me, really anything that limits my awareness of myself is actually pretty ok.

Squish/bite/lick my chub

Make me call you names like master or owner.

Make me less person more machine!

DON'T!

Knife/gunplay is fine. Snvff however is unbelievably disturbing.

Gore is fine to the degree that my organs stay mostly in the same place they started, in regards to roleplay.

Don't engage in excessive praise. This sounds really depressing but I'm not used to it and it can cause me to panic!

Don't bring any bodily fluids except for blood, cum, and sweat into roleplay or sexting!! I don't like p*ss and sh*t lmao

Asking me to commit to major lifestyle changes without me expressing my interest beforehand will probably result in me caging up. I like kink lifestyle, but I want to take my own pace.

Do not interact if you find me attractive because I'm trans UNLESS YOU'RE ALSO TRANS.

But yeah I guess all you need to know is I got horny when a Legion first forced my Titan up onto the barrel of it's predator cannon and fired about 400 rounds of 40 mm anti-aircraft grade rounds through the midsection of my Ion in 2016.

[aria0fgold]

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Hello! My name is Aria! Am 24 years old >:3

I also recently found out that I'm a system! So far I have 6 headmates so I can put their names on my intro post too! There's:

Alerik (I mainly refer to them as Aly). He uses any pronouns! He's also been with me the longest! Ever since I was little apparently :o

Vita. They/It pronouns for it!

Elegy (Elle is her nickname we sometimes use!). She/They/It pronouns for her!

Galahad (Gonna give em the Gala nickname!). He/They pronouns!

Albireo (My nickname for em is Swan! Vita's nickname for em is Almond though!). They use any pronouns :3

Luca. He/him pronouns!

Cerulean (Giving her the nickname Cers!) It uses any pronouns!

Any pronouns okay for me! I don't mind really! I use she/her for myself :3

Am writer! Aria0fGold in ao3 too! And I'm also a beginner artist :D My brain rotates between the many interests that I have so! I'll list out the ones I talk bout the most but for now have the:

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List of My OMORI AUs

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And to the list of my interests that you'll see me talking about a lot in here!

Mahoutsukai no Yakusoku (mahoyaku/mhyk) / Promise of Wizard - My favourite characters in it are Cain Knightley (<-the one that got me into it) and Owen! (<- love him by extension of being a Cain fan). I especially love their caiowe ship too!

In Stars and Time - New interest! Yippee!!! Got into isat and will never get out. I love this game so much. It is everything to me.

OMORI - The hyperfixation that prompted this blog creation. Although I'm not hyperfixated on it anymore, it still holds a special place in my heart.

Persona 5, and by extension, Magic Kaito - Now... They're two different medias... But well you see-- I am a Joker (from p5) and Kaito (from magic kaito) shipper, the captain of it, if you will. So most of the time I talk bout p5 I also end up talking bout magic kaito (mainly just Kaito though).

My OCs!!! - I love my OCs a lot and I talk bout them a lot and I think about them a lot and I--

I also talk about my other interests too from time to time but those ↑ are the ones you'll see me talking about the most! Along with some random things from me cuz I can be quite talkative!

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Here's a list of some of the tags I use the most!

aria rants - for when I talk about nearly anything!

aria rbs - for when I reblog things! (aria srb for self-reblogs)

arianswer - for when I answer asks!

ariart - for my art! :D

ariawrites - for my writing! >:3 (this is also accompanied by the media tag of what I wrote about)

ariau - for my AUs! So far have used it for my OMORI AUs though.

ariaoc - for my OCs!!! (this is also accompanied by ariaoc: [oc name here])

ariaplays: [name of game here] - for the rare occurrences of me liveblogging some of my reactions to a game! (I've used it for aitsf and isat in which case the tag becomes, ariaplays: aitsf and ariaplays: isat)

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And lastly! A little more stuff about me!

I LOVE CAIN KNIGHTLEY! I LOVE OWEN! I LOVE CAIOWE!!!

Ahem, anyway... I!... I.......! I don't know what to put here actually... I like! Pink. Have you noticed that? I like! Mili. Their songs are always soooo good at beaming the exact emotion it conveys straight to your brain. I like! Many things... Well... I said I was talkative but I didn't quite say that my thoughts are coherent... I tend to keysmash a lot! It's the best way I can convey whatever thought and emotion I have about anything.

Anyway, anyway! Feel free to send me asks :D It can be about anything really! And feel free to tag me! Or send dms! I like interacting with people but I tend to be a bit awkward with it... Am shy! And anxious! But if you're a mutual then well... I'm a little less shy and anxious! More comfy! I love my mutuals <3

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[gloomzi]

RULES ☆

key:

italicized if it's a preference

asteriks if there is a note at the bottom with further context

what i will write :3

canon x canon, canon x reader (if you send a request and want your reader to have specific attributes, tell me, or i'll make it as neutral as possible), canon x oc for friends

readers of any gender (request specific pronouns please! neos, any pronouns, he/they, she/they, whatever floats your boat! if you give no pronouns and no indication of a gender for your reader such as f!/m!/gn!, i will default to they/them or dm you if you're off anon)

queer relationships, het relationships*, polyamory, monogamy, open relationships

dom, sub or verse readers/dom, sub or verse canon characters

most kinks are okay (including stuff like blood, impact play and weapon play) so feel free to get specific in my inbox

neurodivergent or disabled readers (if it's something i'm unfamiliar with i will do research and try my best, but please feel free to leave me pointers in your request to help me!)

oneshots, short series (think 2 or 3 parts), drabbles, headcanons

what i wont write :3

no rape (dubcon is on thin ice), drugging, abuse*, yandere, pregnancy, pedophilia, student/teacher (even if its a college student) or large age gap pairings

nsfw for underage characters

no scat/piss/emeto, no cnc

no comfort works for csa/sa, self harm or eating disorders (writing this would probably trigger me, sorry)

long x reader series

further info :3

you must be +18 to request nsfw or interact with nsfw content (you will be blocked if i catch you breaking this rule)

i wont write verbal/physical abuse between the main pairing but i wouldn't mind doing it as something the reader or the canon character have dealt with in the past (whether that be from a parent/ex partner/friend doesnt matter, you can specify in the request). if the canon character has been abused in their source material i will also include this ofc.

i wouldnt mind writing stuff like codependency or like kill for each other type shit, but there's a fine line between like. guy who kills somebody in defense of their partner bc it makes sense for the story/their character (think characters like adrian chase for example) vs making a character who doesn't rly kill people do that bc then it comes across more ooc and sometimes even yandereish...if that makes sense.

please give me an idea of what you want in a request, don't just send "character x reader" (give me a scenario or at least say like "fluff with [insert character]").

im not the fastest writer unless im really excited about a prompt, please be patient. thanks to adhd i can be a bit of a procrastinator, but if you sent a request please feel free to ask for progress updates (just give me the specifics of what you asked for so i know it's yours). depending on how busy i am irl, if i have writers block and how many requests i have, writing might go faster or slower.

i'll try to do things first come, first serve, but if somebody sends in a new idea that really excites me i might write theirs first even if yours came before theirs bc i have adhd brain and i can write things faster when i'm rly hyped about em

erm idk if anyone cares but im a self shipper so yeah perhaps fics with my f/o's will deranged (in a loving way), if you want a list of my f/o's for those concerned with stuff like sharing, here is a list of mine, i don't mind sharing tho <3 my content is aimed towards selfshippers and i wouldn't wanna exclude anyone who shares so much love for the same lil guys as me

some characters i wont write x f!reader/m!reader for, please check this list before requesting (this is not an issue with any straight/bi/other interpretations of these characters, it just has to do with my comfort level and how i interpret that character)

like i mentioned before, i have adhd and i am specifically unmedicated at the moment, which means sometimes i'll write a lot more of one fandom than the others i'm into. this does not mean you can't request a different fandom! i will always be multifandom, i will always love my past fandoms, it just might take me a bit longer to write your request.

at the end of the day i just wanna keep things fun, writing has been a hobby of mine for over a decade now, so pls try to be kind to me and i'll be kind back! if any of these rules are unclear just send me an ask and i'll try to clarify!

[cheerycherrycandy-resurrected]

Hi! You can call me Cherry, or Em, whatever!

Welcome to where I rant almost exclusively about Ghost. She/they pronouns at the moment, and I'm chill with any asks/dms etc.

I write ficlets in the same way kids make their Barbies kiss. And I draw sometimes.

Minors do not interact please!! I reblog nsfw stuff!!

Anything I write will be tagged #em writes and it's mostly sfw but I want to try writing smut at some point, I’ll update this if I do Drawings under #em doodles, fanfic cooking and other experiments #em cooks See a food mentioned in a ghost fanwork you like? Send it to me and I will cook it!

You can find all my fics and ficlets on AO3! Ghoulette Appreciation Weeks Masterlist here.

My baby, the Medieval AU enemies-to-lovers is here!

I tag unmasked ghouls #unmasked ghouls and age regression (non kink) stuff #regressed ghouls. Let me know if I should tag anything else!

[rogue-of-broken-time]

Since today (June 24th, 2021) marks a year since Seán last posted here, I figured this is as good of a time as any to try to breathe some life back into this place.

How, you may be wondering? I’m gonna start a thing, that’s how.

Starting tomorrow (June 25th) it’s gonna be

JSE Renaissance Week 2021.

Day 0 (today): boost this post around if you wanna participate. The more people still in the community who see it, the better. Let’s get as many people in on this as we can!

Day 1 (June 25th): Interaction day. Let at least one person in the community know how much you appreciate them being here. Got any fun ask games to send around? Now’s the time. Even better if they’re JSE-related (I’ve got something up my sleeve for this one!).

Day 2: (June 26th): Favorite memories day. This one is sorta self-explanatory; bring back memories of your favorite times in the community, whether they were with other community members here or with Seán himself at a convention or a HDWGH show. Even if it’s something small or obvious, I’ll bet that others will want to remember it, too.

Day 3 (June 27th): Theorist’s day. I know there hasn’t been much by way of canon ego content lately or for a while, but if you’ve got a favorite theory or theorist in the community, give ‘em some love today. Don’t be afraid to bounce ideas off each other, too; even just musing can lead to some incredible things!

Day 4 (June 28th): Artist’s/Writer’s day. Do you have favorite pieces of fanart, an edit, or a fic that you or someone else has created? Reblog that sh*t with a comment saying how much you love it– it’ll probably make someone’s day! Bonus points if you create something for this. Extra bonus points if it’s a collaboration with another community member!

Day 5 (June 29th): Favorite video day. Bring back the videos that made you laugh, smile, cry the most and share them with others. Whether it was the video that brought you here in the first place, your favorite ego appearance, or just a nice Let’s Play or series in general, I think we can all find something to bond over here. Even a compilation or playlist of videos works!

Day 6 (June 30th): PMA day. If you’re looking for a sign to reach out to anyone and let them know how strong they are for making it this far, this is it and today’s the day. I challenge you to write yearbook-style interactions to your favorite community members and drop ‘em in their askboxes. Who knows? It could start something new.

Day 7+ (July 1st and beyond): Time for togetherness. As the week wraps up, I hope we find ourselves finding our feet again. Did you make a new friend or reconnect with an old one over the past week? Good. Make a point to hang onto that. Maybe take the time to conclude the week with some closing thoughts on how we can encourage each other, inspire each other, support each other, and learn from each other. Write an open letter to the community if you want.

From here, it’s up to all of us to keep this going. We don’t have to do specific events or “weeks” all the time, but I figured this might be a good way to get things rolling. If anyone wants to coordinate on setting up other things for the community, I’m just an ask/DM away– depending on what it is, I may not make it to everything because I work so much, but I’m happy to boost whatever I can.

I’m going to tag this and all future posts that have to do with this (including reblogs) with #jse renaissance, as well as put them in the main JSE tags. Feel free to do the same if you’d like to join me. (I’ll still be posting/reblogging normal content as well, though, so no worries if you don’t wanna participate.)

Let’s bring this old place back, friends.

[daisybell-on-a-carousel]

Obligatory "so you're a new user on here" post

There is NO algorithm here, liking the post does nothing, all it does is show you saw it. Yes there is an option to make posts you like visible, no one looks though that, and your liked posts wont show up on the dash of who follows you or even be recommended to them. If you wish to support artists or creators liking wont work

To support other posts or artists, reblog!! Reblog reblog reblog!! Likes equal likes, replies are comments (and largely ignored and unappreciated) Reblogs are how you put other posts on your blog and share them with your followers, reblogs are the main way of supporting posts on here! If someone interacts with your reblog you'll be notified and the original poster will be. Reblogging is not reposting, people want you to reblog their posts. Its helps spead it to others

No NOT tag posts with unrelated tags!!! Let's say you're making a post for uh "My Hero Academia" naturally you'd tag #mha #myheroacademia #bnha, stuff like that, do not tag it with other unrelated series or shows or anything. Remember, NO algorithm here, people look though new posts and they can look though them frequently, you're tagging a mha post with "Demon Slayer" or something? and stopping people from seeing the actual Demon Slayer posts they're trying to see? You're getting blocked.

-You can however tag your reblogs with anything! Go ham or whatever, reblogs dont show up in the main tag, only original posts do, so you wont be bothering anyone by tagging your stuff as unrelated things, and it's great for organizing!

DMs aren't the main way of communicating with people you follow on here, DMs are more often used for private messages and talking to your friends. Asks are the best way to interact with someone you follow! They can be questions, requests, and you can even send asks anonymously! (You can also block anons! Tumblr will never tell you who you blocked but hey you can rid of em at least!)

Tumblr hates new users!, any new blog, whether it's a full new email or just a side blog, will be shadowbanned from all tags! It is annoying! I've yet to find a way to consistently and effectively stop it! Just be sure your first few posts aren't your magnum opus in art or something. Doodles or rambley ideas, anything you wont mind not being seen is your best bet, make sure to check new posts in the tags to see if yours is showing up yet, it shouldn't take too long (in my experience sometimes even old blogs will get hidden from tags if they dont usually post in that tag, it's very annoying!)

Tags are for sharing posts, and hiding them! Tumblr let's you block/filter out tags. Say you're once again making an mha post, this one happens to have uhhh gore in it, naturally you add all the fandom tags, and ALSO you'll tag "gore" and "blood" (if theres any), these are the important ones but you can also get more detailed, like "injury" "dismemberment" and "decapitation" if relevant

Have you seen readmores yet? They're usually on fics and long posts, readmores are a way to make it so your long post doesn't clog up the place, but anyone interested can look though whatever is in the full post if they're interested. Readmores are also a useful way to give warnings on a post if you dont feel like tagging it for some reason, just make sure the warnings are visible without having to click the readmore. But PLEASE note! If you delete your post or your blog, people can no longer look under the readmore! Clicking just leads to an error I think

Feel free to add, these are just all the important points I could think of

[shorkbrian]

Bakufeed

Little update real quick - college is duplexing me into the ground. I’m so tired. I’m sorry if it takes a hot second to respond to DMs and comments and things I’m tagged in, but I genuinely enjoy the thought and will get around to answering and seeing everything as soon as possible!

Once again this was supposed to be a Drabble but then it turned into a not-drabble idek anymore take it or leave it

TW - non-con, nipple play, wet and messy, not fully NSFW, just titty sucking

It’s ironic that I got that last ask when I did. I’ve been thinking about Bakugou and titty-sucking for a hot minute now (like a week lol I watched “The Hills Have Eyes” and there's a scene where non-explicit breastfeeding happens. the context was very sickening because as always! this is literally violation! very bad behavior! should never be done, and I am not joking. Please be safe everyone), didn’t want to commit to making anything for him but then that anon pops up with the delicious imagery of firelight bouncing off Kiri’s naked chest as the two of you sprawl out in front of the fireplace on a cold night.

But BAKUGOU

hoohooo boi.

Probably kidnaps you just because he wants to play with your tits. He doesn’t give a flying fuck if they're big or small, they’re tits - he’s gonna suck on ‘em.

Catches you in an alleyway, as you quickly walk home from work. Shoves you up against the wall and then his chest his against your back, his large hands grabbing and groping at your chest. He’s breathing softly into your ear, and lets out a quiet little “fuck” every now and then. 

Of course you’re terrified; you could scream or try to run, but you recognize that voice, the man behind you is definitely Ground Zero, and you are definitely going to die.

But then you’re being dragged along behind him, further into the alleyway. It’s hard to see in the darkness, but you hear a door open, get shoved inside, and then the door closes. 

A light flicks on, and you get a good look at the probably the last thing you see before you die.

You’re in a one-room ground level apartment, and on this side of town you’d expect everything to be grimy and dirty but it’s not. It’s immaculate, sparkling and pristine, unnervingly clean.

Everything’s clean except for Ground Zero.

He’s got on civilian clothes, a hat pulled over his blonde head, a large hoodie hiding his frame. You aren’t stupid - you’ve heard about the fights that involve him and the hero’s, you know that he could kill you without breaking a sweat.

But the man doesn’t want to do anything of the sort.

He forces you down onto the bed that’s pushed into a corner and rips off your shirt, throwing it behind him. Next is your bra, but when you struggle incrementally the blond gives up and burns through the fabric instead, sneering as you gasp in fear while his hands spark so close to your body.

The second your chest gets uncovered, the man stills, staring down at you-no-your tits with his eyes wide. The air stills, and you don’t know what to think, don’t know what to expect.

Then the villain is hunching over you, attaching his mouth around a nipple and sucking.

Immediately your back arches off the bed, and you cry out for him to stop. But the man doesn’t listen, just growls through the tight suction his lips have around your nipple, and you flinch when the vibrations send jolts of pleasure down into your tummy.

When he lets your spit-slicked nipple pop out of his mouth, he growls out his name - Bakugou. Figures you should know his name before he violates you, ‘cause he’s nice like that.

And then he really goes to town.

It’s almost savage, the intensity with which Bakugou attacks your chest, kneading and massaging and grabbing every inch of soft flesh he can. He groans lowly about how fucking soft you are, so warm. 

Then he’s mouthing at you again, sucking on one nipple and then the other, not even bothering to let his mouth close as he switches, drool slipping out and landing on your tits. 

Unfortunately, it feels good.

You don’t want it to, won’t allow it, so you stay silent, try not to writhe too much underneath his concrete hold on your chest and against the hard body straddling your hips. Bakugou doesn’t really care too much, he’s getting what he wants, and that’s all that matters.

He gets to lick over each breast, mouthing wetly at the hot flesh before occasionally letting himself bite down. Or he gathers the saliva in his mouth, spits it in a fat, wet, nasty glob right in the center of your chest, then uses his rough hands to spread it around, grabbing at your tits like a child eager for it’s mothers milk.

Bakugou’s obviously getting off on it - hunching over your chest like a predatory bird, red eyes occasionally meeting your own as he spits out a degrading compliment or two.

Snickers about how fucking stupid you are, walking around this part of town alone - and at night? You were asking for it, stupid bitch. Yeah, be a good little bitch for him and lie there and take it, and maybe he’ll let you fucking live after this.

But you’re too distracted by the rough, wet movements of his hands sliding against your tits, pulling and slapping and jiggling each mound on your chest as if they were his to touch.

His hips are slowly dragging over your own, not necessarily trying to rut against you, it seems more of like an unconscious reaction, the man idly rubbing himself off against you while he pays attention to your chest.

It’s all so wet, each slap of his rough palm against your chest, each pressing suck to your nipples, the way he licks and mouthes and nibbles at the flesh around your areola like it’s a five course meal. 

The man pushes your tits together, mashes his face down onto them, pushes forward, feels your skin against his face and how the fat of each breast squishes him between them.

It’s humiliating.

It’s humiliating and awkward and embarrassing and you wished you had enough money to call an uber, or at least a cab to take home from work. Maybe then you wouldn’t have ended up in this situation.

Pinned down by a man determined to get his rocks off using any passing citizen.

He’s suddenly over you, face flushed, gasping for breath, teeth bared like a feral animal as those red eyes stare you down. Then he rushes forward, lips meeting your own. Bakugou uses your mouth like he had treated your chest, not hesitating to bite and pull and push and lick and do whatever the hell he wanted.

It’s not like you could stop him.

When he pulls away, he immediately swoops back down to your breasts, latches on to a nipple again. This time, Bakugou shifts his legs, maneuvers so he’s laying down between your legs, suckling at you like a calf. His movements are gentler now, less frenzied and painful.

It’s like the fight went out of him, like suckling at you like an infant is relaxing him. You still can’t move - one hand is on your shoulder, pressing you closer to him, and his other hand is playing with your other breast, languidly pinching the skin, rolling your wet nipple between his fingers, placing his palm flat and rubbing over your entire breast in a circular motion.

He reminds you of the babies you’ve seen latched onto their mothers, greedily gulping down milk, making little grunts and soft suckling sounds as they try to huddle themselves closer to their mommy.

Bakugou’s like a child.

Immediately as you think that, Bakugou decides to bite down, chew a little bit on your nipple. 

It hurts. It hurts so bad. You grab at his hair, too afraid to pull him away, just anchoring yourself as he plays with your abused nipple, catching it between his teeth.

The chewing slowly settles down, and then Bakugou switches to your other nipple, immediately latching on and suckling and slurping and massaging your tit as if he was trying to encourage-

oh god, was he hoping you had milk? 

There was no way.

But a man could try, and Bakugou enjoyed every second he spent nursing at your chest.

The suckling faded to a comforting, tiring sensation, especially after having adrenaline pumped through your body at being snatched off the street.

You feel asleep to the sound of Bakugou, the villain Ground Zero, sucking messily at your tits

[elytrafemme]

okay cool! can i have a whole list of boundaries for stuff like that just to make absolute sure i don’t mess anything up? you can dm them if you’d like i don’t mind! thank you so much, mare :]

hey! sorry for late response, truth be told my brain kind of blanked on catching up with any of my asks really so i just now remembered oh shit yeah This.

okay so in terms of CS character rp blog boundaries! (which u can totally link or list on a pinned or smth :D)

cs!ranboo and cs!tubbo's relationship dynamic is strictly queerplatonic in the fic, and i'd like it if their dynamic was considered in that context if it ever comes up!

you are free to refer to cs!ranboo with he/him, but if it interests you (since i've already talked about this since very early in the fic), he does eventually shift to he/they/she. you do whatever w that though!

this will literally never happen but if it ever comes up, preferably don't reference the blog or my fic to CCs or tumblr blogs that don't express clear interest in that kind of content

note somewhere that the blog isn't directly following canon and also isn't owned by the CS writer moi , just because the fic isn't done yet so. gestures. stuff will probably happen on the blog and in the fic respectively that the other doesn't cover

also maybe somewhere put that the fic isn't based on the CCs but that's also more my job to explain and defend it so it's up to you just in case someone gets on your ass about it

extremely obvious and common sense but the character is 17 years old so just , consider that in case you get weird asks or something

i... think that's it, really? i really cannot think of too many things that would be a boundary aside from that list. i would rather not do this but if i do think of something in a belated sense i will dm you; i don't think there's anything else though?

if anyone interacting w ur blog has questions about the fic that you yourself cant answer or its like weirdly passive aggressive or something just send em my way , stuff like that u get the vibes

yeah! can also give u reference things for his appearance and dialogue style since i have those for fanartists and fan-fanfic writers so if that interests u ive got u

otherwise i hope the blog goes well n i appreciate ur interest :]

[bookstantrash]

A/N: Shoutout to all of those beautiful, incredible supportive and awesome people who encouraged me to write this Emeriel (Azriel x Emerie) one shot. I really like this crackship, and I’m hoping we see more of Emerie in the next acotar books.

With this, I’m officially in ghost mode till acosf and for some time after its release (probably a month). My askbox and dm are open for prompts tho! So feel free to send me any writing requests!!

Falling in Shadows

Azriel was lost.

Not lost as in ‘I don’t know the Cauldron where I am’. Not in the physical way lost.

No, Azriel was lost in the emotional way. Lost as in ‘What the Cauldron I am feeling?’

If he was to be honest with himself, he had been feeling like that for quite some time now. Ever since Cassian had asked him to go to that wooden building and spied a certain female through the clothier’s window.

Azriel was usually uncomfortable around other Illyrians. He sometimes forgot he too was one, his hatred for his people in some occasions being so unbearable he found himself a youngling once again, locked in that dark cell, denied the skies.

How could he be an Illyrian, feel like one, when his own people had cast him aside? Had tried to strip him of his heritage?

That was one of the motives he avoided going to Windhaven. But after that day he visited Cassian and Nesta — he was surprised to see how their relationship was going, despite the circumstances that had made Nesta go to Illyria — Azriel found himself looking for reasons to be in Windhaven.

All because of her.

Because of Emerie, the fierce owner of that clothier.

Once he had gotten inside the shop, Azriel had willed his shadows to fade — few were the Illyrians and Fae not afraid of them, afraid of him and his job in the Night Court — and tucked his wings tight. He knew how the Illyrian females were treated. How they were supposed to look down and not talk back when in the presence of a male. He didn’t want any other reason to scary the shop owner.

To his surprise, however, he was met with a different scenario. An Illyrian female who didn’t look down, was not afraid to speak her mind and didn’t cower in his presence.

Emerie didn’t even bat an eyelash at him or his shadows, not even glancing at his scarred hands when he handed her the money — an act he was already used to.

Azriel was in and out of the shop in less then five minutes.

He met her again some time later, having tea with Nesta when came back to Windhaven. They exchanged a few words and he got even more curious about her.

And then, before he had even noticed how, they had become friends.

Azriel would pass by her shop whenever he went to visit Cassian and would chat with Emerie, sometimes joining her and Nesta for tea — Azriel dragged Cassian with him when that happened, a little scared to be beneath the sharpe of gaze of both females by himself.

Not that he told Cassian, or anyone else for that matter, the truth. He’d rather swim naked in one of Windhaven’s deathly cold lakes.

Azriel had female friends, so it was not like he was embarrassed around Emerie because of that. Feyre was his friend, as was Elain — although Feyre seemed to think there was something between him and her sister, they were only on friendly terms. Elain was still processing what had happened to her, being Made and losing everything she had, not to mention Graysen. The man was one of the finest pricks he’d ever met, but love was not rational.

Azriel and Elain understand each other in some level, her being a seer and him a shadowsinger. But nothing more.

And then there was Morrigan. He’d been in love with her. Once. And he knew she didn’t see him like that.

His feelings had faded over time, leaving only respect and brotherly affection towards her. Azriel knew he sometimes overreacted when it came to Eris, but it was not due to a lover’s anger. No, he felt guilty of what Mor had been through, years ago. He was her friend and couldn’t help her when she needed the most.

His love towards Mor may have changed, but it still hurt to see that she was keeping something from him and flirted so shameless in front of him as to keep him away. Whatever it was that she had to say, he’d understand. So he’d wait, until she was ready to talk to him.

When it came to Emerie, however, he felt something. Something different. Something he could not quite place.

Azriel also felt fear.

Fear of what that feeling may represent. Of what Emerie thought of him. He had to keep himself in check around her, least he loose control of his shadows, who always seemed to get agitated whenever they were together.

Sighing, he shook his head to try and rid himself of these thoughts. He could feel an headache coming, and he had to wake up early to met Cassian and the Camp Lords for a meeting regarding the Blood Rite. He needed sleep.

His feet, on the other hand, had other ideais. Before he knew what he was doing, they had taken him on the way to the small craftsman center of the camp, where Emerie’ shop was.

Maybe he could say he had thought of saying a quick hello, see how the things were going with her sells.

“It’s not that late yet. And I didn’t come today to see her. So a late night tea won’t hurt, right?” Azriel thought, trying to calm himself down.

He sent one of his shadows ahead to see if there was any light on the clothier, just in case. If it was off, he’d take it was a sign to leave it alone and go rest.

But when it returned, Azriel felt his blood run cold, and he quickly moved through the shadows to get there faster. And the scene in front of him made his heart stop.

The shop windows were broken, as was the door, and he could see some of the clothes thrown on the floor by the door.

Azriel heard screams.

Heard Emerie screaming.

He entered the shop to find her being restrained by a male, while two others ransacked the place.

Azriel did not fail to notice how the male holding her looked pissed. Maybe due to his bloody nose and black eye.

Azriel smiled internally. His girl would not go down without a fight it seemed.

“And just what do you think you’re doing” he said, announcing his presence.

Four pairs of eyes looked in his direction, and he got smug satisfaction at the clear fear that shined in the males’ eyes.

Specially when they saw Azriel unsheathing Truth Teller and gave free rein to his shadows.

However, in Emerie’s dark brown eyes he only saw relief.

“Close your eyes Em” he said.

And then Azriel exploded.

He had the two males pinned down by his shadows in no time, bounding their wings and squeezing their throats strong enough to leave them breathless.

And a little purple.

But the one that held Emerie... that one he would take his sweet time.

Appearing behind the male — which quickly released Emerie in hope to attempt an escape — Azriel slammed him down in the polished counter.

“What should I do with you” he snarled, bringing Truth Teller dangerously close to the male’s throat, making a thin cut in his skin.

“P-please,” the male whimpered “have mercy”

“Did you show mercy to her? Did you?!” Azriel shouted, pressing the knife harder “I should Clip you. I should Clip all of you and take my sweet time doing it”

He heard the other two males struggling against his shadows, trying to get away again. Azriel only whiled them to tighten their grip, and he swore he heard one start to cry.

“You will never appear here again. You will not bother Emerie any longer” he leaned down to whisper in the male’s ear “You will tell that to your other friends. To anyone who has ever messed with her. And if I hear that you came back — and trust me, I will — I will hunt you down myself”

“Are we clear?” he added, letting his threat sink.

“Y—yes sir” the trembling male managed to gasp through Azriel’s hold on his neck.

“Go” he said, freeing all three, who quickly left the place, running for their lives.

Azriel then turned to find Emerie with her eyes open, staring at him.

He froze. She had seen him. Had seen him act as the High Lord’s spy master. Had seen him being territorial and scary and—

“I think I’ll have to redecorate” was all Emerie said, her voice trembling a little.

Azriel couldn’t believe it. She had been attacked, her shop destroyed and she had time to make a joke.

He shook his head in disbelief and stopped in front of her, holding himself back to not touch her to see if she was hurt anywhere.

“Are you—”

Her knees gave out before he could say anything else, and he quickly caught her in his arms.

“You put your arms around me and I literally felt my kneels buckle, this is so pathetic” she scoffed, looking at the floor.

“Em...”

“I usually can handle it on my own” she shook her head “Nesta taught me some self defense moves. I can’t leave the shop to go for the training ring and I have no desire to be a warrior”

“This...this was the first time that more than one came” she added in a soft whisper.

Azriel felt a calm rage settle in his bones.

“This is not the first time something like this has happened,” he wanted to shake her until she got some sense in that stubborn head of hers “and you didn’t tell anyone about it”

“As I said, I usually can handle it” she snapped back, finally meeting his eyes “I was closing the shop when they appeared. I tried to fight back, but I only managed to punch one before he restrained me. If you hadn’t appeared I—”

She didn’t finish that sentence, bitting her trembling lip to keep herself from crying.

“You are one headstrong and fearless female, you know that?” he said, daring to hold her closer.

“I was scared”

And to Azriel’s surprise she buried her head on his chest, gripping his leathers for her dear life, her body shaking with silent sobs.

“I know Em” he murmured, one hand caressing her hair in comfort.

His shadows closed the door and gathered the clothes on the floor, putting them on the counter.

“I’m going to take you upstairs, okay?” he asked softly, and Emerie just nodded her head.

Gathering her in his arms, Azriel climbed the stairs to the upper part of the shop, where Emerie lived.

He decided to place her on the sofa. He didn’t want to invade her personal space and walk into her bedroom.

He carefully sat on the sofa, adjusting Emerie in his arms so she’d be comfortable. By the looks of it, she wasn’t letting go of him soon.

Not that he was bothered by that.

“Em...it’s okay. You’re safe now” he tenderly raised her head, both hands cupping her cheeks and brushing away her tears.

“Thank you. For arriving when you did” she sniffed, but then reality seemed to fall on her “Why where you around here at this hour?”

Azriel felt the tip of his ears getting hot, and he almost faded back in the shadows.

“I wanted to see you” he mumbled, so low he hoped she had not heard him.

“What was that?” she asked, and by the way she was trying to suppress a grin Azriel could tell she had heard him loud and clear.

“I’m not repeating it” he said, feeling his whole face getting hot

Emerie laughed, and the sound of her laugh was enough to put Azriel at ease.

“I wanted to see you too” she confessed, looking deep into his eyes.

Azriel could swear his heart skipped a beat at her words.

“You did?” he softly asked, afraid this was all a dream and he’d soon wake up.

“Yes” she said, and tenderly took one of his hands on hers, not flinching at the scars on them “I wanted to hear your voice”

She kissed his fingers.

“I wanted to see you trying to come up with topics to talk with me”

She kissed palm.

“I wanted to see your shadows acting all agitated and you trying so hard to control them thinking I’ll be bothered but,” Azriel took a sharp breath when she kissed his wrist “they’re not a bother. I’m not afraid of them. I like them”

Azriel was falling. He was spiralling down into himself, all the way to his shadowed heart.

“You like them?” he asked so quietly, fear lacing his every word.

“I do. They’re part of you Azriel” she interlaced their hands “What is there not to like?”

Azriel felt like crying. He felt like crying because for the first time someone outside of his family had looked at him and actually seen him.

Not a monster who killed and spied and tortured for his High Lord.

Not an Illyrian who was a traitor to his own race.

Not the quiet friend who was satisfied to be in the shadows.

Not a protector doing his duty.

Emerie saw him.

She saw all the good, the bad and the awkward Azriel so desperately tried to conceal.

And she was not afraid.

“Can I hope then?” he dared himself to ask, resting his forehead against hers “Can I hope you feel this? This feeling that I can’t quite place?”

“You can” she answered “Because I hoped you felt the same thing”

Azriel still did not know how to name this feeling between them yet. But he was sure of one thing.

He was dying to know what it was.

And Emerie would help him in every path of this discovery.

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[miracle-sham]

Memento Mori Cries Our Shattered Souls.

| {Jasonette July 2021, Week 1, Day 3: Grave} |

| [Ao3 Link] | | [Masterlist Link] | | [Spotify Playlist Link] |

| Soulmates, are a tricky thing. It's said they're the person who best fits you. Everyone goes through life with half of their Soulmate's soul beside them in the form of an animal that represents the soulmate. |

| Marinette always thoughts she'd get to meet her Soulmate and the other half of her soul one day, and now she never will. Jason never wanted to meet his soulmate or be reunited with the other half of his soul. And now, like Romeo and Juliet, they've truly become star-crossed Soulmates. |

| Word Count: 1,371. |

| Warnings/Tags: Soulmate Au, Major Character Death/Implied Death/Temporary Death/Not Really Dead, Death Related Injuries/Injury Recovery, Miscommunication, Loss of Soulmate, Angst, Emotional Hurt, Explicit Language/Swearing, Starcrossed Soulmates, Wakes & Mentions of Funerary Customs/Traditions. |

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| A/N: Okay so there's only one song on this one's playlist but c'mon, look my written words in the eyes and tell me that isn't the perfect Jasonette song. Yeah, exactly. Also Choo Choo dear readers, I'm back on the angst train. Grab your tissues and some liquid to hydrate yourself because if you aren't crying by the end of this, then I've failed my job <3 |

| If you want to be tagged in future oneshots/fics or a specific Au, then feel free to send me a dm and or ask! |

| Also side note, Don’t Like? Don’t Read. Also also, please do not criticise any of my writing. This was written for fun and receiving criticism, even in a compliment/criticism sandwich, is the exact opposite of fun. |

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It isn't a grave. An important difference, Marinette thinks to herself hollowly. There's a dull pang in her chest, and the constant ache of all her many, many still healing injuries. She shouldn't be up and about yet, it's only been a day since she was discharged from hospital. Her parents and the doctors would have kittens. But Marinette needs to do this. And she's already crawled her way up to her balcony chair (though with a little miraculous help of course). Because it isn't a grave but it might as well be one.

It's a simple little thing really, and yet… Yet it's a lot of things.

A shrine, well an altar. On the half wall besides her balcony chair. It's a small stone slab with a lit incense holder in the middle, and a few lit candlesticks in each of the front two corners of the slab. Behind the incense holder, in the back two corners are two bouquets of marigolds, white lilies, and yellow and white chrysanthemums. And in front of the incense holder, is a single photo of her soulmate familiar and all that she has left of her soulmate; Buddy the german shepherd.

Five days ago, her soul bond shattered. Her soulmate familiar nearly shattered too. It was a miracle Buddy only fell into a pseudo-coma instead. Unlike her though, he's yet to wake up. And considering the situation, he may never. One of the doctors—a soulmate related injuries specialist—had said it's rare but not unheard of for that to happen when the human counterpart to their soul familiar dies. And the final damning nail in the coffin was Marinette's own soul familiar counterpart appearing at some point after she had fallen into the three day coma. After all, it's common knowledge that once a soulmate died, you become reunited with the other half of your soul—your soul familiar counterpart.

Marinette doesn't know what happened to her soulmate's body (if there even is one left, considering the injuries found on her and her soul familiar counterpart). Nor does she have any memorabilia or anything that once belonged to her soulmate. And she certainly doesn't know where he was from and if he would've had any preferred cultural funeral rites. So the best she can give him right now, are the typical funeral flowers her parents both recommended, alongside candles and incense. Somewhat plain and generic almost but it's something, and it's better than nothing.

She chokes back a sob and rubs at her red eyes. “It's not fair… I thought Ladybug's were supposed to be lucky.”

There's a faint pitter-patter and a few droplets splatter against the altar. She blinks and glances upwards, briefly wondering if it is starting to rain. But the cloudless sky is all an answer she needs, along with the realisation of dampness on her cheeks and hands. She blinks again, and a few more tears fall.

Tikki makes a small noise of sadness, and gives Marinette one of those tiny little hugs she always gives.

Still, the grief hurts. Marinette will never get to know who her soulmate was. His name, what he looked like, how he smiled, his accent, what he liked, his favourite things, any stupid habits or mannerisms.

And she will never get to know if her soulmate even has a grave already. She could always ask Tikki, she's right there. But the kwami is stressed enough as it is that Marinette fell comatose for three days and nearly died from the injuries inflicted on her soul familiar counterpart. And five days without a proper Ladybug (and not just Master Fu stepping in out of necessity) protecting Paris has started to visibly take its toll on Tikki.

So, Marinette's little altar isn't a grave but it's where she's burying her grief and wishing the ladybug miraculous could do something to fix this.

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It's not a fucking grave. If Jason had a choice, he'll never let his soulmate be buried in one of those fuckers ever, y'know just in case she ever ends up like him and is forced to crawl out her own grave. But he hasn't got a fucking choice because who knows who or where his soulmate is and what happened to her after he became a dead robin.

Well other than the fact, she's un-fucking-doubtedly dead and it's all his fucking fault, obviously. It's been six months since he crawled out his grave, and Talia had said the Lazarus Pit could heal broken soul bonds and soulmate familiars that died with the soulmate. Clearly fucking wrong seeing as his bond is still shattered as fuck and there's been no sign of Jules—the naturally shifting little soulmate familiar he used to adore. The kinda weird and scrappy looking calico tabby kitten that according to the internet was a cornish rex, that would sometimes shift into an even tinier, very round and fluffy hamster.

And Jason's spent enough time on the streets as a kid to know what happens to the human counterpart when their soul familiar counterpart snuffs it. If he's lucky, she'll be in a coma and will never wake up. And if he's unlucky, then she'll be six feet under like he was. Either way, she's paying for his fuck ups and deserves way better.

A small part of him wonders if that makes them star-crossed lovers. Like a reverse Romeo and Juliet—fucking ironic considering R&J were the inspiration behind Jules' name. He died, and came back only to find irrefutable evidence that his soulmate's dead—or might as well be—because of him dying first, and she'll never know he survived dying.

“It's not fair!” Jason snarls at his fate, vision staining green for a split second. He grits his teeth and glares down at the little altar he's set up in the corner of his room in whatever league of assassins' compound this is. It's got a single lit candle in each corner of the altar—a substitute for how there's supposed to be a burning candle at each corner of a coffin. Still doesn't make it a fucking grave though.

There's also a few bunches of flowers scattered across the middle of the altar—mostly marigolds, with a few white lilies, a couple black roses, a single pheasant's-eye, and a small handful of asphodels. It hadn't been easy to get them, especially since he couldn't exactly leave the compound yet. But Jules and his soulmate deserved this at least.

Marigolds for grief, white lilies more for the funeral staple than the meaning, black roses for death and mourning, pheasant's-eye for painful recollections, and asphodels for my regrets follow you to the grave.

Fucking ironic, seeing as it's on altar and not a grave.

The worst fucking part of being here, was losing Jules. The one fucking constant in his shitty life. Batman replacing him fucking stung alright, and he's never particularly cared for soulmates, yeah. He's seen and heard more than plenty horror stories growing up, and considering how small and cute Jules is, no way would've his soulmate survived Gotham. It's not like he cared too much about meeting her or whatever, but she was fucking innocent and now she's fucking dead. So yeah, she gets asphodels on her altar because he regrets being the reason she and Jules got shattered.

And the pheasant's-eye, well Talia and all the fucking assassins in this hell hole aren't giving him the chance to hold a wake for either of them. And it's not like he knows shit about her or has anything of hers to sit on the altar. He hasn't even got anything left of Jules 'cept his fucking memories. So all he can really do is recount his own memories of her to himself. Maybe he should write 'em down in a book or something…

All in all, it ain't a fucking grave. But it might as well be one because it's where he's burying his memories and feelings. After all, an assassin without a soulmate familiar, or a soulmate, is a lot harder to kill. 'Least he's got that going for him now. But Jules and his soulmate still didn't fucking deserve dying only for him to survive alone.

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| Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed this little fic! Comments, likes, and reblogs are much appreciated! |

| Quick reasons behind the Soul Familiar names and species, whilst I know Jason canonically is bad at naming, he's also a literature nerd so hence why he called his soulmate's familiar Juliet, also because it shifts form he can't call it Cat or Hamster. The hamster is because well this is half of Marinette's soul, let's be real, and the cat is because Calicos are seen as lucky and also I thought a Cornish Rex because they're highly intelligent, active, and affectionate and I think that fits Marionette pretty well. As for why Marinette has Buddy, it's purely because Jason reminds me of a German Shepherd and I feel Marinette would've wanted to become friends with her Soulmate as soon as she understood it as a kid, so hence the name buddy. It's not fully accurate to her canon naming skills, but that doesn't matter. |

| If you've been around since the early days of my Maribat/MLB Tumblr side acc, then this premise might sound familiar. Yeah, you've guessed it! It's the Jasonette version of my MTSPY au (rip, I'll get to writing it one day, maybe), aka/originally called LYLaLYL or Lose Your Love and Lose Your Life. I decided since I love the au but I want to re-use a lot of it but with some minor to significant changes. Anyway, if those au names are familiar/you've been around for my last year's content, then here have a virtual hug from me! 🫂 If you can't see this emoji, it's the weird two blue humanoid blobs hugging emoji. Yeah. |

| On a sidenote if there's an obvious difference in writer's voice for the end/beginning notes, tags, and summary, that's because I'm writing this very sleep deprived at 4am and may have gone slightly feral. Yeah. Don't do what I'm doing, get some sleep folks. Half the tags were written at the much more reasonable hour of ten to midnight instead though. |

| Also feel free to send me any comments with any questions you have regarding this fic, I'll be more than happy to answer! |

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