#how abouuuuuut

[tielesiti-eftu]

hey so remember when I posted a while back about stealing a character design from AI slop

this is Celia Whiterose and the art was somehow one of the last things I made in the process of making her. in between making the art, I wrote a fuckload of lore and character info. gonna paste a bunch of it under the cut

✨~haiiiiiii~✨

okay so. the lore I'm working with right now is that Celia used to be the Proper Actual Queen of Hearts in her Wonderland. aesthetics-wise for that Wonderland, I'm picturing a vibe like a mix of the Disney movie and the Tim Burton movie because Lol™. this Wonderland exists alongside a so-called "real" world, otherwise known as Fantasy Earth, and humans aren't able to see an entrance to Wonderland unless someone from Wonderland goes through it. the only Wonderland citizens that are able to go between the worlds freely are the royal family and anyone with one of their pocket watches. Celia, being The Queen, qualifies for that. she ran away into the real world after a mass breakout of a curse-disease-thing called "Unreality Madness," believing it would be the only way to be safe from it and potentially find a solution. she disguised herself (mostly by shrinking herself down to not be ridiculously tall) and left for the real world, where she lived for a long time. she tried to tell people about what happened, hoping for a solution, but people don't tend to believe that a parallel world exists that they can theoretically go to when they can't even see the entrances freely, and Celia was afraid to go back for fear of being (probably rightfully) called out for running away, so she just Didn't. she has depression because of it. her belief is that if she can get close enough with someone in the real world, maybe they'll believe her and she can try to fix the mess she left behind. unfortunately, a continuous streak of bad luck and cosmic joke coincidences routinely keeps that from happening.

some specifics on Unreality Madness: it's something that makes Wonderland citizens effectively disappear, dubbed "becoming not real," after going through extreme mood changes. stage 1 is always severe mania, and stage 2 varies between individual cases, but it's always able to be boiled down to experiencing one emotion at extreme levels, and different subsets have different titles (sadness would be Bawling Madness, depression would be Muted Madness, anger would be Fuming Madness, etc). the only thing that isn't a possible result is more mania. stage 3 is more or less a toned-down version of the person's normal self, but this is the point where they start to believe they may not be real, and this feeling gets worse as the stage progresses. if someone in stage 3 is fully convinced they aren't real anymore, they go into stage 4, which sees them actually becoming not real; this can be postponed by generally being around other people that believe they're real, but the funny thing about believing you aren't real is that you start believing others aren't real either, so if a large group of Wonderland residents came down with stage 4 Unreality Madness, then things tend to get a bit less exist-y pretty fast. once a person with Unreality Madness has been in stage 4 for long enough to also believe nobody else is real around them, and nobody around them believes they're real either, they vanish. technically, stages 3 and 4 can last indefinitely if at least one person without Unreality Madness regularly interacts with them.

personality-wise, Celia is very muted after everything that's happened to her. she's also very particular about time; if you agree to meet her for something, and you don't show up, she's going to find out why. she has a seemingly endless supply of pocket watches, which she uses as mementos to give to people that she considers friends. the watches themselves have some other properties; particularly, if you break one, you can temporarily project yourself back in time as a ghost, so you can see what happened but not affect things. Celia specifically is also able to break these with her bare hand, then jam that hand against a corpse to resurrect the person as something from Wonderland. she also has various props and treats from Wonderland; cookies that make you grow, small drink bottles that shrink you, paints that can alter the natural color of plants or animals, pipes with smoke that forms into letters, and so on. Celia can also create normal versions of any of these items without any effects, with a notable exception being her checkerboard cookies; unlike the frosted lofthouse cookies she can make, the checkerboard cookies are always just normal cookies.

the bracelets she wears are made of metal, and are able to transform into gauntlets similar to brass knuckles. Celia doesn't normally have to use them, hence why they turn into bracelets when they aren't deployed. these bracelet-gauntlets cannot be removed, as they are also her royal scepter, an heirloom passed down to the next-in-line when the acting ruler of Wonderland is unfit to rule anymore. it ordinarily isn't supposed to be altered in any way, but due to the current circumstances in Wonderland, Celia is giving herself some leeway. so long as it doesn't leave her side, it's fine in her book.

around people she feels safe around and truly cares about, Celia may remove her disguise and re-enter her normal form, a completely on-demand transformation that Celia performs when she feels like she has nothing to hide from. Queen of Hearts Celia is four times larger than her disguise and sports a different outfit, as well as her having a generally more cheerful default mood. her fur becomes pure white, her eyes change shape somewhat, the colors of her eyes shift around, the somewhat muted blues of her dress have shifted to vibrant reds and blacks, her dress has grown larger and now goes down to her ankles, her socks have changed to be red-and-black stripes with a black sole and red pawpads, her scepter regains its normal form, and the lofthouse cookies she produces have changed shape to appear like card suits (the checkerboard cookies remain unchanged). she now walks with a much more pronounced bounce on every step, and one can often see the latest winner of this royal rabbit's trust peeking from the front pocket of her dress. Queen of Hearts Celia has more control over the world around her, with enhanced time control by using her scepter that allows her to physically go forward and backwards in time temporarily, along with now being able to shape and transform it to mirror her Wonderland as she desires. this world-altering ability, which she calls "Wonderland Shift," is similar in execution to resurrecting someone as a Wonderland creature, but it now extends to non-sentient objects around her and even living people as opposed to only the recently-passed. Queen of Hearts Celia is also physically unable to harm things or people without intent; any building or infrastructure damaged by mistake is repaired by it automatically going backwards in time, passerby who fail to notice her approach and become trampled rise moments later without even a bruise, and so on. on the flipside, she is much more wrathful if upset, leaping into the air and growing thorny rose vines from the ground to ensnare and choke people that make her angry, sometimes even beheading them if she deems the transgression worthy of death. often, she reverts to her disguised form after the anger fades into apathy, and it tends to take some time for her to be able to return to her Queen of Hearts form.

#ask to tag #hm. I should make an art tag that's more creative than just 'my art' #how abouuuuuut #a rustle in the bushes || art tag #that'll do I think lol #I'll go back through and put that on everything I've posted if I find anything #I know I've done at least two other art posts lately‚ both thanks to drawing-prompt-s #lowkey only posting this here Because there were already posts made about this particular character tbh #it's a weird obligation thing in my mind. I said words about this unrealized OC already so now that she's real I have to follow up‚ y'know? #all following tags are for filters: #death #food #murder

[snake-main]

watched wendell & wild! id call it good, but damn i could probably make some strong comparisons between it and Night In The Woods had i played that game more recently. i need some time to mull over my thoughts, but it feels like W&W is held back by needing to be a rust-belt centered piece of media - a small town beset by economic difficulties (not due to large scale trends, but instead a specific event traceable to a small set of individuals) and troubles youth/s (with specific and traceable trauma and mental ailment that can be fought off with a sufficiently well animated and very literal 'confront your demons' scene)

honestly i dont think the comparisons are going to come out well for W&W, but that might just let me appreciate NITW more

not to say i didnt like W&W! its a nice fun animated movie, really good visuals (aside from a few times where they couldnt Quite figure out how to do a proper slow-mo) - a few minor and specific plot and framing quibbles, but nothing that cant be forgiven considering this Is primarily a kid's movie

#uhh actually not gonna tag this one lmao #i guess i could make some kinda personal media analysis tag? #could be fun #how abouuuuuut #SNAKEWATCH #hell yeah #hopefully someone isnt like #using that tag to watch actual snakes or something #maybe ill check later

[bluesfreakingart]

Your fanarts of Jervis are so amazing AAAAAAAAAAAAH I love him so much! And the way you draw him? * clench fist with the appreciation you feel when an outstanding incredible artist draw one of your favorite character *

Hey anon??? me at u 4 real, maybe even...5 real...

I think if I didn't draw him I would PHYSICALLY EXPLODE at this point with the hyperfixation hitting me like a semi truck on the freeway.

#I should have a tag for this...how abouuuuuut #Blue answers #yeah...that'll do

[anaalnathrakhs]

my mom KEEPS aiming for COMPLETELY the wrong problem, like she seems to notice i'm not doing too hot, and then she's like. oh, hope you aren't too bored :( and like, me, on my third food-based event of the day (not counting the daily fucking binging she KNOWS about, bc im a piece of trash), walking in circles and doing a billion parasitic movement she always bugs me about and also straight up vocalizing pain when i can't hold it anymore, i'm just talking to her like :) boredom is not the problem. "oh" she says. thanks mom. really feel loved and cared for.

#i prefered when you didn't pretend to care about me while making zero effective change #fucking tell me face to face that your priority isn't to cater to my well-being #it's a legitimate choice holy shit it's OKAY i can handle it im handling it rn cuz i can tell you it's obvious #despite how you act like nooooooo i can't see what you're talking abouuuuuut #you are not required to sacrifice everything for your older-teenager kid im not a toddler #i want you to fucking UNDERSTAND that it's hard for me okay #i want a sliver of relevant compassion #perhaps a crumble of emotional honnesty cuz we had that for like 2 months and then gone back in the aether forever #and you wonder why i say i can't count on you. stop demonstrating incompetence or unwillingess to help every step of the way. #stop proposing help when you don't want to and won't take the actions that would help #if you want to help me HELP ME i have stated what i have trouble with #if that's too much sacrifice for you TELL ME THAT FACE TO FACE YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE #i wish i could powerwash my guts it hurts so fucking bad #ed tw #vent #broadcasting my misery

[14thcommander]

how abouuuuuut “i can’t wait to have my way with you. “ with hawks?

great choice!! this one is short and sweet

cw: sexting, phone sex, teasing, hint of edging, masturbation, dirty talk.

“You’re a tease, d’you know that?”

Hawks voice is naturally raspy, even through the static of your phone. Judging by how distant he sounds, he’s most likely using a burner phone – blame it on a stealth mission. You haven’t seen him in a week, give or take, and it feels like far longer than that. 

“I have no idea what you're talking about.” There’s a playful tone in your voice, as you play with your hair, laying under the soft covers of your shared bed. 

You had just gotten out of the shower when he called you, shortly past midnight for you. He’s probably in a different timezone, however it doesn’t seem to matter. 

“Really?” He indulges in your act, falling for your bait so easily. “Sexting me while I’m at work doesn’t ring a bell?”

You giggle in response, removing your panties. You know where this is going, and so does he. 

“Not really…”

“That’s too bad, sweetheart.” He breathes, huffing a little bit. “Could use some of those thoughts right now.”

His words make your ears perk up, pressing the speaker button as your fingers start to slowly explore your body again. You can hear the faint sound of skin against skin, and you know it means he’s already palming himself to ease the pent up frustration. 

“Did you touch yourself thinking of me today?” The question almost startles you, although you figured Hawks would beat you at your own game. 

“Yeah.” You reply, sounding whinier than usual. “Couldn’t finish, though.”

“Oh, you poor thing. Your fingers aren’t enough for you, right? Not after I got you used to the feeling of my cock, huh?”

“Keigo.” You whisper, as your middle finger softly plays with your clit, feeling yourself become wetter by the moment. 

“Yeah, I can tell your pretty cunt misses me. Know you can’t make yourself cum like I can… kind of ruined you, didn’t I?” He sounds breathy, laughing at your own whiny state. “And I won’t help you till I get home, either.”

“What? Keigo, you can’t do this to me.” You cry, gripping your phone a little harder. 

“I can, and I will.” He laughs again, fisting his cock harder this time – the sadistic sound of him getting off to your suffering doesn’t help, at all. “Can’t wait to have my way with you once I get home.”

With that, he hangs up – leaving you even more frustrated than you already were. 

#hawks x reader #hawks smut #hawks x you #bnha fanfic

[plumadot]

Just wanna say you are super cool and I want to ask you a question

How long has your DND thing (idk what it's called sorry) been going? Is it a recent development or is it just the posts about it been recent?

i've been playing dnd for abouuuuuut... 5-6 years now? this is only the second long-term campaign i've joined though, and my second long-term character (my previous character survived the whole campaign woooo) :D so yeah i believe i have mentioned it before but not so much :D

#ask

[prismatoxic]

how abouuuuuut 2 and 10 for the artist ask meme!

2. Is it easier to draw someone facing left or right (or forward even)

i think right is more natural for me, but over the years i've tried really hard to get better at doing it both ways, so i don't favor it as heavily as i used to. as for forward, i can manage it, but if i try to do it without any use of the symmetry ruler i cry and give up after a few minutes

10. Favorite piece of clothing to draw

for a long time i really did not like having to deal with clothes, but i always did anyway because all my characters wear them AND i've only figured out porn in like the past two months lmfao

so like, for a while i think my answer would probably have been scarves or hoods but like, genuinely? somehow, it's shoes now

I DON'T KNOW HOW IT HAPPENED. i've struggled with shoes all my artistic life, so much so that in recent years i simplified the hell out of them or avoided drawing them entirely. then i drew these:

and suddenly, somehow, they made sense. and i've legit only gotten better since.

my running theory is i was so adamant on not pushing myself past my limits that i didn't even remotely realize just how much i had absorbed from art tips and guides and watching other people do it. it just felt natural. the only shoes i referenced at all for those were newt's, because i very specifically wanted him in converse and couldn't draw those from memory.

drawing is weird

#tox answers

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1009: Picnic Date (RWBY)

7:23 p.m. at Mistral's Grassy Picnic Field........

Ruby: (Happily Eats a Chocolate Chip Cookie While Sitting Next to Oscar on Their Picnic Blanket) Wooow!~ These are the second batches of cookies ever!~

Oscar: (Playfully Raises an Eyebrow at his Girlfriend) Second?

Ruby: You could never top my daddy 's cookies no matter how hard you tried. (Finishes One of HerCookie Before Licking Each of her Fingers and Leaning onto Oscar's Shoulder in a Cute, Pleading Manner) But you gotta tell me how you made yours so yummy!~

Oscar: It's a Pine Familt's secret recipe, so I can't really reveal you too much. (Smiles Softly) But all you need to know it came....(Places his Hand on his Chest) Right from the heart.

Ruby: (Immediately Gives Oscar a Deadpinned Look on her Face) Really? The heart? That is so cheesy and predictable wordplay.

Oscar: (Starts Rolling his Eyes a Little) Yet here you are eating my love filled cookies. Better be lucky I didn't think about making you raisins filled cookies.....

Ruby: (Pulls Away From Oscar in Shock and Disgusted) Oh god, Raisin Cookies!? I almost threw up eating those once. They're soooooo nasty!

Oscar: (Grabs his Chin) Yeah, now that you mentioned it, I was never really a fan of them to begin with. And I don't really mind raisins all that much.

Ruby: (Immediately Glares at Oscar in a Comedic Manner) Oh! Really!? So you have no problem dumping those gross, trash heaps towards your cute, awesome girlfriend then!?

Oscar: (Rolls his Eyes Again) Well, when you put it that way.....

Ruby: OSCAR!

Oscar: (Chuckles Lightly While Playfully Hold his Hands Up in Defense) Okay, okay, relax. There's no way I would ever go out of my way make you those kinds of cookies. Even if it turns out to be half decent.

Ruby: (Pouts at Oscar in Uncertainty) You promise?~

Oscar: (Pulls Out his Pinky) Pinky promise. (Starts Blushing a Little While Looking Away) Also, I agree with the motion of you being cutest, awesome girlfriend ever. I-In...my opinion....at least.

Ruby stares at her blushing boyfriend for a few more seconds before finally caving in with a sigh.

Ruby: Alright fine. (Crosses her Pinky Together woth Oscar's) Your promise is accepted and sealed. (Points at Oscar with Two Fingers) I'll be watching you like hawk.

Oscar: (Starts Snickering a Bit) No doubt about that. Just try not to go too overboard with the whole thing, yeah? I wouldn't want get blinded by those Silver Eyes of yours.

Ruby: ('Scoffs') Please. (Lays Her Head Back Down Onto Oscar's Shoulder With and Hugs Him) You know I could never bring myself to hurting you.

Oscar: (Hugs Ruby Back with a Soft Smile on his Face) I know you wouldn't. So how's home life been treating as of late?

Ruby: (Shrugs) Hm. Same Ole, same Ole. Dad's bossy, Yang's moody, Qrow's Qrow.... All is right in the world for once, you know? Ooh! (Smiles Brightly) Dad taught me how to knit the other day?

Oscar: You don't say?

Ruby: (Happily Nodded) Mmhmm. We knitted a bunch of stuff together: blankets, sweater, little Itty bitty socks for the our neighbors' babies~ I even knitted something for you too, Oscar.

Oscar: Eyes Widened a Bit in Genuine Surprise) Oh really? What did you made?

Ruby: (Shows Oscar a Picture of a Green Knitted Scarf on her Scroll) A cozy scarf for you to wear for the Winter. It's not completely finished yet, but I think I'm liking the looks of it so far.

Oscar: (Smiles Softly at the Photo) I do too. (Turns to His Girlfriend Right Next to Him) Thanks, Ruby.

Ruby: No problem. But I think that's enough about me for one day. (Smirks Playfully at her Boyfriend) How you've been doing, Mr. Oscar Everlynn Pines Arc Valkyrie Nikos Ren?~

Oscar: (Rolls his Eyes) Ridiculously long name aside.....(Went Back to Smiling Again) Things have been going pretty good for me and the others as of late. They can be still be a headache at times, but I still love having them around in my life. Plus, I've been thinking.......

Ruby: (Raises an Eyebrow in Curiousity) Abouuuuuut?

Oscar: My future. I think.....I wanna give this headmaster job a try someday.

Ruby: (Gasps While Widening her Eyes in Genuine Surprise) Really?

Oscar: Yeah. I mean....(Starts Rubbing The Back of his Head Back and Forth) It'll be challenge and I can't really say I'll ever be as good as Ozpin was, but-

Ruby: (Immediately Grabs Oscar's Hands While Giving Him a Soft, Yet Serious Look in her Face) Hey, no more of that, mister.

Oscar: No more of....(Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion) what...exactly?

Ruby: Comparing yourself to Ozpin, constantly worrying about living up to his expectations..(Starts Pouting Again) And what did I say about having more confidence in yourself!?

Oscar: I-I'm still working on it! It just....(Looks Away While Blushing) Takes a little more time, you know?

Ruby: (Stares at Oscar For a Few Seconds Before Sighing Heavily) Alright. We'll have ourselves a little talk about that later. (Places her Hands onto Oscar's Shoulders While Looking at Him in the Eyes) Right now, I want you to understand and get through your thick, cute skull of yours, that YOU, Oscar Everlynn Pines, are and forever will be your very own person. Not Ozpin, not Ozma, or any other reincarnations we may or may not know much about. And I don't give a single damn what anyone else have to say. Salem's gone, Oz is finally resting in peace, the world is at peace-

'Grimm Shrieking in a the Distance'

Ruby: Sort of! And you are finally free to do whatever you want to set your mind to and be who you really are: a strong, caring, brave farm boy whom we love and cherish each and everyday of our lives. That's you, Oscar. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. Do you understand?

Oscar: (Almost at a Loss For Words) Ruby...I.....(Takes One Deep Breath Before Finally Nodding to his Girlfriend With a Clear, Determined Look on his Face) You're right. I am my own person now. And I can't keep thinking that I'm not. (Smiles Sheepishly) Pretty sure Oz would haunt me down and lecture my ear off about it somehow.

Ruby: (Giggles Softly) I can totally see that happening. He did lived in your self conscious for a pretty long time back then.

Oscar: Yeah, no fooling. (Smiles Softly) But I'm glad I had the chance to meet someone like him.

Ruby: (Happily Nodded in Agreement) Same. (Gently Grab Both of Oscar's Hands) Listen, Oscar, I think you'll turn out to be a great headmaster in one of these days, probably one of the best headmasters Becon will ever have, and you'll have all the time to think about it when the time comes. But for now, let's just focus on what's going on the present, yeah? (Smirks a Bit Seductively) Most noticeably the love and cuddles I'll be more than happy to give to you once we head back to the house~

Oscar: (Chuckles Lightly) I'd like that. (Relizes Something) But now that you mentioned it, isn't the new episode of Legacies is supposed to be coming up soon tonight or....

Ruby: ('GASPS') Oh my God, Legacies!! It's gonna be on in a few minutes! (Quickly Start Picking Up a Few Cups From the Picnic Quill and Put Them Inside of the Basket) We HAVE to get out of here before it starts!

Oscar: Roght. (Starts Folding the Picnic Quilt Together Before Picking it Up in his Hands) But uhh....Ruby?

Ruby: (Turns to Oscar With the Basket Already Handing on her Shoulder) Hm?

Oscar,: There's.....something I wanna ask you before we leave here, if you don't that is.

Ruby: Sure. I don't mind at all. Whatcha wanna ask me?

Oscar: Well....uhhh.....

Oscar begins to whispers his request into Ruby's ears. It didn't take long for the up incoming Huntress to start giggling.

Ruby: Oscar~ Is that really what you're asking for?

Oscar: Y-Yeah. I mean.....(Shyly Looks Away While Rubbing the Back of his Head Back and Forth Again) I know it isn't really much, but I still want to give it a try for once, you know

Ruby: (Smiles Softly Again) But you don't have to ask me to do that. I'm your girlfriend, remember?

Oscar: Yeah, but I don't wanna do it completely out of the blue. It's rude.

Ruby: ('Sighs Dreamingly') You really are a precious sweetheart, you know that?~

Oscar: (Sighs While Rolling his Eyes) So I've been told.....Can we just get this over with already?

Ruby: Whenever you're ready~ (Winks at Oscar)

Oscar: (Gives Ruby a Deadpinned Look on his Face) Riiiight......

As he takes another deep breath, Oscar walks over to Ruby, bends down on his knees and begins to pick her up in his arms in a bridal like fashion.

Oscar; Gotcha!

Ruby: (Giggles Softly in Oscar's Arms) Oho Oscar!~ Such strength you have!~ I'm so proud~

Oscar: (Starts Blushing) T-Thanks. I guess those morning workout routines with mom really paid off after all.

Ruby: You've been training with Nora or Pyrrha as of late

Oscar: .....Yes.

Ruby: Nice. (Starts Getting a Bit Worried) But no seriously. I'm not too heavy for you to handle, am I?

Oscar: Nah. You're good. (Smiles Down at Ruby) Amazing even.

Ruby: (Snickers a Bit) Cheesy. (Leans her Head Up to Oscar and Gives him a Kiss on the Lips Before Smiling Back to Him) I love you so much, Oscar.

Oscar: (Heart Begins to Melt in Genuine Happiness) I love you too, dear.....(Eyes Suddenly Begins to Widened as He Realize What He Just Said) Uh- R-RUBY! I-i mean, I love you too, Ruby..... Yeah, that's it. Ruby. Nothing else.

Ruby: (Starts Snickering Before Bursting Out Laughing) Aha Oscarrrr!~ What am I going to do with youhooo?~

Oscar: (Slumps His Head Down in Embarrassment) I don't even know anymore.....

Ruby: (Finally Starts Calming Down) You know, if you want and if it could make you feel any less embarrassed, I can call you Honey sometime.

Oscar: (Looks Up at Ruby) You would seriously do that for me?

Ruby: (Smiles Brightly) Of course! It fits you perfectly, cause you're as sweet as the real deal~ (Starts Kissing Oscar's Cheeks) You and your....('Mmwah') Cute freckles of yours~ ('Mmmmwah')

Oscar: ('Sigh') How many times I had to tell you that my freckles aren't that cute?

Ruby: Far too many. And I disagree with motion every single time. (Gives One More Kiss on Oscar's Cheek) Now come on. (Points Foward) Our Legacies Show awaits!

Oscar: Oh alright. (Finally Starts Walking Back Home, Carrying his One and Only Huntress)

Ruby: Oh and next time, I wanna carry you back home. (Flexes her Muscles) I've been working out too, you know?~

Oscar: (Shrugs) Fine by me. Just don't go using your semblance to rush our way back there, okay?

Ruby: Noooo promises!~

Oscar: ('Sigh') Figures.

@keyenuta

@caleb13frede

@maswartz

@ma-lemons

@cyber-wildcat

@albion-93

@princekirijo

#rwby #oscar pine #ruby rose #tai xiao long (mentioned) #yang (mentioned) #team jnpr (mentioned) #ozpin (mentioned) #picnic date #rosegarden #bridal carry #cute romance #lots and lots of fluff here #sorry it took so long to do a rwby related fanfic #i couldn't really think of anything to make up until now #plus I've been burned out from the actual show itself so..... #edited

[boypussydilf]

Ok, ship meme! How abouuuuuut... Let's go with a classic: wrightworth (narumitsu)

NARUMITSU a CLASSIC INDEED. ok this is kind of embarrassing after going on paragraphs long rants in my last post bc i dont have many thoughts on them or much to say abt them at all. i care them dearly but like, i havent been directly exposed to a mainline AA game in years. most of what i know about them i only remember because theyre the most popular ship in a popular series so im given plenty of Exposure By Osmosis.

i will say it was great around Unnecessary Feelings day seeing the full quote again and that it was like “unease and uncertainty” like oh “bc of you i am forced to doubt and reconsider what i have believed blindly for years”. What if we each altered our lives dramatically because of each other and we were both men.

Also i like how repressed they are. They’ve been back at Friendship Level for many years but absolutely refuse to act like it. theyre still at *stiff nod* Wright. like theyre vaguely acquainted coworkers and not long term friends. i understand. miles edgeworth does not remember how to express emotions and phoenix will go finish his art degree before he makes the first move. Its fun i love their vibes

#thankyouuuuuuuuuu #basilask

[celestialmango]

my dastardly plan has worked! *attempt at an evil laugh* Another sibling for the family! Depending on a lot of things, but possibly someone for Astral to hang out with if the other boys get nommy

🥭:yeah thing may not be going exactly to plan, cue the flashback

----half an hour ago----

🥭:So what's he going to look like?

👾💧:*shows picture of the pastel boy*

🥭: daww he's so cute~

👾💧:*grinning happily* and he'll turn red red red and dark and bloodthiiiirsty when he gets really really angrrrrrry.~

🥭:....What....

👾💧:*Continues to grin but now looking a bit evil* don't worry worry worry abouuuuuut iiiiiit.

🥭:but you just fused the idea of Lunar and Blood Moon into the same body! Why shouldn't I be worried?! Why would you do that?!

👾💧: Everything will be fine fine fine as long as no one make him angrrrrrrry. Even then it will be okay okay okaaaaaay.

🥭: how, how will it be okay?!

👾💧: Because people he will see as friends friends friends and the little ones will be safe from his rage rage rage and he'll only get mad mad mad with certain triggggggggers. He's also giving to be able to shrink shrink shrink people.

🥭:Why?

👾💧:*Shrugs* because it seems fun fun fun, can't shrink shrink shrink me or Eclipssssse or Moooony or Astraaaaal.

🥭: Why didn't you list Sun?

👾💧: *grins evilly*

🥭: Glitch you wouldn't

👾💧: oh I would would would! Immaaagne the look on Sunny's face face face when he finds out he's the only one out of us us us that Lunar can shriiiiiink!

🥭:........You fucking gremlin.

#mango answers #👾💧answers

[puphoods]

How abouuuuuut... puppyplay? And as a subset of that, as a lifestyle?

i love puppyplayyyyyyy like 9/10.... personally a kitty instead but like same difference 2 me honestly... as a lifestyle i would say about.... 7/10. still so good but honestly not rly an all the time thing for me...... but a lot of the time :3

#answered asks #i wouldnt say i necessarily want a 24/7 dynamic but i cant say i DONT want it ykwim

[f0r-evxr-haunt3d]

How abouuuuuut you go fuuuuuck yourself

#happyface #:(kill): #: )

[lucifers-horror-harem]

How abouuuuuut someone from the left field?? (Throws a Mary Mason at u)

GASP!!! MARY!! I LOVE THAT GORL!!!

#i love she #asks

[ritzcuit]

whaaaaaat abouuuuuut palossand

new ask meme: send me a pokemon and i’ll rate it by how much i like it!

not my favorite │ average │ cute │ adorable │ best │ ultimate fave

i appreciate the concept... im always positive towards object pokemon bc people are too mean to them and a posessed sandcastle rules. also scrimmy likes palossand. but idk something abt the design man.. The visuals just dont do it for me....

#its shiny kicks ass though

[huberts-private-counsel-archive]

can i request hcs for a guilty rarepair of mine? specifically angst headcanons for hubert/dimitri?

Anon, I do hope you realize what you’ve done here. You just asked me for angst for a ship...and did not give me any hard limits. And the last time that happened, Ferdibert got completely destroyed. Time to do the same to this ship I say, since you didn’t give me any limits :)

As for the route...let’s go with Verdant Wind, shall we?

Edit: putting this under a read more because this is like...almost 2k words dfjhsdjh i went OFF

Truth be told, the news of Dimitri’s execution hit Hubert much harder than he thought it would. After all, he had made the choice to abandon him in order to serve Lady Edelgard. No matter their relations at the Academy, Hubert thought he would’ve been able to shrug off his attachments easily. Yet when it was made public that Dimitri had been executed - for a crime Hubert knew he didn’t commit, no less - he still found himself mourning the prince. No, not just mourning. Grieving.

It was absolutely ridiculous, Hubert told himself each time he found himself thinking back to what had once been (and what could have been, had he chosen to stay with his heart than follow his duty). Yet time and time again, he’d find his thoughts caught on Dimitri before said thoughts sent him down a spiral of “what-ifs”.

And then came the battle at Grondor.

Admittedly, Hubert had felt his heart soaring when he realized that it truly was Dimitri across the field they had fought on five years ago. He couldn’t deny the ghost of a smile that wanted to appear on his face realizing Dimitri had survived. Of course, he chased it away before Lady Edelgard could see 

Then he actually encountered Dimitri, and any levity that had been left in his heart completely vanished. Because even if the being before him looked and sounded like Dimitri, even shared his name...it just couldn’t be him.

The Dimitri of the Academy had been kind. Even if there had been blood staining his hands, even if there had been ghosts following him, he had at least been attempting to wash it off and keep pressing forward (unlike Hubert, who merely let his hands grow more and more stained, allowed more and more ghosts to join his ranks, anything for Lady Edelgard’s cause). The Dimitri of the Academy often had a soft smile on his face, his blue eyes somehow radiating warmth whenever he spoke. It was enough that Hubert had found himself being drawn in five years ago, a moment of weakness that Hubert was selfish enough to indulge himself in.

The Dimitri in front of him could not be the Dimitri he had known five years ago. 

The Dimitri in front of him was missing an eye, the missing one covered by an eyepatch while the one remaining was an icy blue, missing all of the warmth of their school days. The Dimitri in front of him was drenched in blood, ghosts practically nipping at his heels. The Dimitri in front of him did not smile, a hate-filled snarl instead marring his face. 

The Dimitri in front of him did not recognize who he was. All the Dimitri in front of him cared about was revenge.

Idly, Hubert wondered if he could have prevented Dimitri from falling to this fate. If, just if, he had chosen to remain by Dimitri’s side, could he have prevented Dimitri from falling so far? Kept him from being consumed by his ghosts until they were all that drove him? 

He heard the call for them all to retreat. Perhaps he should have stayed closer to Lady Edelgard, but he had to see Dimitri - this is not Dimitri, his mind tried to remind him, but Hubert found himself ignoring it - for himself, perhaps try and convince him to stand down.

Instead, now he was the one retreating. The heavy armored steps behind him told him that Dimitri was following. No, no Dimitri was already injured as is, if he tried to follow, he would just get himself killed (and even if that would be better for Lady Edelgard’s cause, a stupidly selfish part of Hubert still wanted to save what was left of the man he had fallen in love with all those years ago).

So he stopped where he stood, whirling around to face Dimitri as the former prince (would he have been a king by now? Hubert can’t help but wonder) staggers up, Hero’s Relic clutched tightly in his hand.

“Wretched rat,” Dimitri (not Dimitri, not Dimitri, his mind continues to say, perhaps trying to save his heart any more pain) nearly growls out, “get out of my way. Unless you want me to tear the head from your shoulders as well?”

Hubert wasn’t sure if Dimitri truly didn’t recognize him, or if the hate clouding his thoughts had been enough to completely change his view of Hubert. He wasn’t sure which one he’d rather have be the truth.

“Dimitri, you’re injured. If you stand down and retreat, I will allow you to go with your life.” What was he doing? Hubert knew, knew he should be killing Dimitri now while he had the chance, but...

But Hubert was only human. And every human had a weakness. Hubert’s happened to go by the name of Dimitri. He prayed that Dimitri would listen to reason, that he would simply retreat and Hubert wouldn’t have to end the life of the man he loved (and still does, damn his pathetically weak heart).

Unfortunately, Dimitri didn’t. And he lunged towards Hubert, a roar erupting from his throat as he raised his Hero’s Relic and Hubert readied a spell, but he wasn’t even sure if he could cast it in time (that was a lie, Hubert knew perfectly well he had only gotten faster in spell-casting since their days at the Academy, he would be able to hit Dimitri before Dimitri could ever hit him)-

And suddenly Dimitri let out a gasp of pain, suddenly pausing in his charge as he winced. Hubert felt confused, until he saw the shaft of a lance sticking out of the back of Dimitri.

Ambush.

Considering he hadn’t been skewered through yet, while lances and arrows alike continued to pierce through Dimitri’s armor (not Dimitri, not Dimitri) as the man tried to keep himself standing by using his Relic, Hubert could only conclude that these were Imperial soldiers. His legs eventually buckled beneath him, and Dimitri fell to the floor.

There was a cold weight in Hubert’s stomach. 

Imperial soldiers did come out of hiding, some cheering about having taken down Dimitri. One of them even pats Hubert on the shoulder, thanking him for being there as bait for him. Hubert barely feels himself nodding. His whole body feels numb, his mind a complete and utter storm.

Quietly, he hears himself tell the soldiers that he will take care of the body. And none of the soldiers are eager to stick around - not even a minute later, all of them are gone. Hubert approaches Dimitri’s - not Dimitri’s - body, intending to at least give him a proper burial, when suddenly he moves.

Hubert startles, his eye widening as Dimitri lifts his head up from the dirt, a heavy haze present in his gaze as he weakly calls out -

“H...Hubert...?”

Dimitri.

Hubert knelt down in the dirt beside him, carefully lifting Dimitri up so that they could face each other. Dimitri shouldn’t even be alive right now, it was impossible, no one could survive that many lances and arrows piercing their body (and Hubert knew he wouldn’t, he would succumb to them soon, sooner if Hubert tried to remove any of them). And yet Dimitri was staring at him, Hubert feeling something in his heart stir at the familiarity of his gaze.

The Dimitri from the Academy wasn’t gone after all. 

“D-Dimitri, I-” Hubert wasn’t even sure what he had been about to say, maybe an apology or even questioning if it really is him when Dimitri began speaking again, effectively silencing him.

“I-I...I’m sorry..I couldn’t r-recognize..you..” Dimitri said quietly, and Hubert had to force down the hysterical laughter. Of course the first thing he said was an apology.

“You shouldn’t be apologizing, where’s your base, I-”

“H-Hubert...y-you of all p-people...should know...” a weak laugh came from Dimitri, one that pulled at Hubert’s heart and had him blinking back tears.

Hubert couldn’t find it in him to speak. A surprising amount of his effort was going into trying to keep his tears at bay.

“I-I’m...’m so s-sorry beloved...” and there it was, that damned pet name that Dimitri had used back at the Academy, the one that never failed to set Hubert’s heart on fire - not until now, where the only thing it did was weigh it down, “...that I-I have...have to l-leave you l-like this...”

Hubert opens his mouth, intending to tell Dimitri he is indeed a fool for allowing himself to die like this (and how Hubert was an even bigger fool for allowing this to happen). All that comes out is a choked sob. 

“P-Please...” Hubert feels Dimitri’s hand raise up to his cheek, and Hubert can’t stop himself from clutching at it like a lifeline. Dimitri coughs, one wet with blood that Hubert wished he could erase from his mind as soon as he hears it. “P-Promise me...something..”

“What is it?”

“Don’t...don’t let me h-haunt you...y-you don’t...” Another cough. “You don’t d-deserve to b-be...be haunted, like t-this...”

“I...I promise.” The lie tastes bitter on his tongue, but the grateful smile Dimitri gives him only makes it more bitter.

“T-Thank you...I...love you...” 

The words are almost whispered, then Dimitri is slumping against Hubert, finally going still. Hubert can only stare at where Dimitri had been just moments ago, before a hysterical sob claws its way out of his throat.

“I-I love you too, y-you fool,” he chokes out, but really, aren’t they both fools for letting this happen to them? And he stays there for as long as he dares, holding Dimitri’s rapidly cooling body before creating a makeshift grave, marking the grave with some stones and a wildflower before heading back to Lady Edelgard, trying not to think about the fact that Dimitri’s blood is now staining his hands as well.

(Later, when Hilda returns to Claude and the professor to report that Dimitri has died, she chooses to leave out the more private parts of their conversation. It was clearly a moment meant for the two of them to be alone, and she was intruding enough as it was. She did admit that Dimitri regained his mind in his final moments, but that was all she would say.)

Later, when Lady Edelgard asks about what took him so long, Hubert simply tells her that he had to take care of unfinished business, but the former king of Faerghus is dead and buried. He tries to ignore the sinking feeling when Lady Edelgard smiles and tells him that she’s grateful to him for what he’s done.

He goes to his office, trying to ignore how Dimitri's blood is staining his hands now. Trying to ignore how Dimitri has joined the legion of ghosts that haunt him, except his ghost is the loudest in its cries for justice and how could you.

Later, when he’s felled in Enbarr, he finds himself staring up at the sky. He almost wants to laugh. Perhaps - no, this is what he deserves for allowing Dimitri to die like he did. This is his karma. He closes his eye, choking on his own blood as he wonders if Dimitri will continue to haunt and berate him even in the afterlife.

It isn’t as though he doesn’t deserve it. Not for what he’s done.

(When Hubert opens his eye again, it’s face-to-face with Dimitri. He waits, expecting Dimitri to ask him again why he let him die, or why he hadn’t stayed with him to begin with, when Dimitri - a surprisingly weak smile where Hubert expected anger if not hatred - suddenly pulls him into a tight hug, To say Hubert is startled would be an understatement - even still, he waits for Dimitri to say something, anything to break this illusion of a remotely pleasant reunion.

Dimitri doesn’t say anything Hubert predicted him to. 

All Dimitri says - with warmth and guilt and even more so love present in his voice - is, “Welcome home love.” 

And Hubert can’t stop himself from hugging back, trying not to choke on his sobs as he thinks about how he’ll never let Dimitri go again - he refuses to repeat his past mistakes. Not now, not ever again.)

#fe3h #fe16 #fe hubert #fe dimitri #hubert von vestra #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #congrats anon! first time dimitri has been tagged on this blog! #and its for this #i hope you're happy because i'm not #fic #thinking thoughts #humitri #dimibert #as for the dumb ship name? hmmm #how abouuuuuut... #princedark #because...yeah why not #again anon i hope you're happy because i am not I AM IN HURTING VILLE AFTER WRITING THIS #oh yeah uh #verdant wind spoilers #tw character death #....yeah oops

[hawkfurze]

Ah I knew I was being predictable how abouuuuuut Gerry with the volcano palette?

angry goth boy

#sum doodles #gerry keay #the magnus archives #tma #fan art