intotheseas

[intotheseas]

Found this old Animal Crossing screenshot. I miss my little crass neighbors.

#beau animal crossing #animal crossing #animal crossing new horizons #animal crossing nh

[intotheseas]

Stardew Valley animal name post. reblog with your favorite names on your current farm

[intotheseas]

sharing another wip preview of "This Modern Love" (finally decided on a title!) bc I'm already so excited and enamored with this story

From Chapter 6. (CW: mention of being high on weed)

She snorts. "Yeah, you're pretty stoned. Come on, let's go inside."

The interior is homier, too. She's put up some curtains around the picture window, light and gauzy. They frame the bed on both sides. The sun's shining in, pooling across the wooden floor, coloring it in tones of honey. There are dishes drying on the counter, and fresh flowers in a cup atop the little bookshelf.

Sage startles him from his reverie. "Got the munchies?"

Sebastian whirls around. She’s holding a giant jar of pickles in her arms, so large she can barely hang on. The absurdity of it short-circuits his brain, and he bends, laughing. He falls onto the floor, clutching his stomach.

When he opens his eyes she's joined him on the ground, chewing. She raises an eyebrow, pushes the jar toward him. He snorts and grabs a pickle. The sour taste radiates over his tongue, into his body. He licks the juice running down his hands, and Sage is doubled over now, watching him try in vain to keep up. The smile she's wearing suits her well.

He's not sure when he started thinking things like that. Not sure if it's the weed, or something more concrete. He thinks he fucking missed her and that's a trip all on its own. The sun's shining behind Sage and she's framed in light. Ethereal. Some ethereal being with a giant jar of pickles. He dissolves into laughter again. Doesn't even care how stupid he must look.

"So what have you been up to, anyway? Feels like I've barely heard from you lately."

If Sebastian wasn't so high and giddy he might feel annoyed by hearing that question for the fourth time in a day. But it's Sage, and he's cushioned in softness.

Let me know if you like these little WIP previews! Happy to post more ehhh I'm so psyched about this story :)

#stardew valley fanfic #stardew sebastian #farmer x sebastian #sdv sebastian #stardew #sdv #stardew farmer

[intotheseas]

Suzanne Rivecca, Ugly Bitter and True

#oof

[intotheseas]

Get to know Evelyn Caddel: Lesbian headcanons

Just some silly little thoughts about Evelyn and her lesbian identity for Lesbian Visibility Day 💚

You can also see my previous post for Lesbian Visibility Day (which is just silly Evelyn/Hogwarts Legacy memes) here

When she was little and played pretend with her friends (usually ‘mommy and daddy’ type games) she was always more than happy to play the dad. Once she drew a little moustache on her upper lip with an ink fountain pen to complete the role. Her Aunt Marianne blew her top when she saw it and immediately made Evelyn scrub it off.  

Living at her aunt’s pub, which was a watering hole for queers and outcasts in and around Islington, she realised very young that men can court men and women can court women but – at the same time – that it was not accepted by society at all. By the time she was a teenager she had seen plenty of their regular customers being verbally abused and attacked outside the venue, often by the police who arrested male clientele. (For historical reference, the Offences Against the Person Act 1861 repealed the death penalty for homosexual acts but instead created harsh prison terms, you can read about that here.)

Her first real crush was a regular at the pub called Catherine. Catherine was quite a few years older (and very unlucky in love), Evelyn was down hard. Definitely one of those unrequited loves where you are infatuated with the older, cool person who is just way too cool for you and just sees you as a younger sibling/pal. 

Evelyn falls on the scale of soft butch. Growing up her aunt often made her wear skirts and dresses (never trousers). Her first morning at Hogwarts she forgoes the skirt she was given at the sorting ceremony and puts on a pair of tartan, three-quarter breeches. They feel like freedom. 

Seeing queer couples being so out and open at Hogwarts took a bit of adjustment. Everytime a couple walked past her hand in hand or kissed in public she felt the nauseous worry that someone would shout a slur or hurt them but no one ever did, not even the bullies who picked on ‘mudbloods’. 

She doesn’t have to come out to anyone, as non-heterosexual sexuality is completely normal and accepted. However, that does not immediately erase the lifelong anxiety and shame she felt deep inside herself, meaning she ended up crying a little on her first date with Poppy. (If you fancy finding more about the context of that you can read it in chapter one of my fic…)

“By the time she turned 15 she had just accepted she would have a life living in the shadows, her burden to bear; relationships with women confined to dark, private spaces, like her aunt’s pub or more sordid venues. But that was before Professor Fig arrived, before Hogwarts, before meeting Nora Treadwell down by Lower Hogsfield and learning she was a witch with a wife.” ← this is a quote from Chapter Three. 

Sebastian, for example, realised early on in fifth year that Evelyn definitely batted for the other team for a number of reasons, without her even saying a word: One) After a Crossed Wands match Constance Dagworth came over and praised her for how quick she was picking duelling up and she blushed through the entire conversation and couldn’t maintain eye-contact. Two) After her first Herbology lesson she couldn’t stop talking about how pretty Professor Garlick’s hair is (sure hun, just that). Three) she didn’t believe Imelda at all when she mentioned off-hand how loads of girls fancy Professor Sharp.

She is useless around pretty girls. Mind goes blank, no thoughts. A true Lesbian Girlfailure.  

Evelyn doesn’t necessarily have a type, although she does lean more towards femme girls. She can’t resist someone who is completely, unwaveringly passionate and driven about a topic they love (*cough cough* Poppy and beasts *cough cough*). She often thought, if she liked boys, Amit would be a perfect match for her.  

That being said, she is 110% a boob girl.

#evelyn caddel #love reading her backstory!!

[intotheseas]

Chapter 36 of The Softest Magic is up!

In which, Vera, Ominis, and Sebastian discover their Patronus' forms. Oh, and the smut finally happens, too. MDNI, please!

“Vera?” 

She gazed at him. “Yes, Om?” 

“May I…?” 

She smiled, remembering their first kiss, their first steps together. How soft it started, and how intense it became. “Yes,” she breathed. “Please.” 

Something intangible quivered between them, something sparkling and electric. He wasn’t close enough, even pressed together. He could never be close enough. The air shimmered. They hovered on a precipice, one of no return.

Ominis bent his head, brushed his lips against hers just as softly as the first time. Vera melted into his arms. Home. It feels like home. She told him as much. He held her tighter, moved his lips with more urgency. Heat flooded her body as he backed them into the nearest wall. Her breath came in short, stuttered bursts. Vera’s head swam. I want to give in, she thought. 

Vera trailed her hands up his neck, past his face, tangled them into his hair. She gripped it with gentle hands, pulling him even closer. His breath hitched, and a quiet moan escaped his lips. The sound sent goosebumps racing over her. 

Ominis took a deep breath. “Vera…is this okay with you? What we’re doing?” 

She tightened her grip on his hair. “Mm. Please, don’t stop this time.” 

“May I…may I touch you?” He panted already, nipping at her neck. Vera arched her back, craving more, more, more.

“Please.” 

Read the rest here!

#ominis gaunt smut #ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt x mc #ominis x mc #ominis gaunt x reader #hogwarts legacy fanfiction

[intotheseas]

Professor of herbology has something to say. Mandrake potion a day helps to keep the TERFs away 🏳️‍⚧️!

#🏳️‍⚧️ #lgbtqia #trans lives are human lives #professor garlick #hogwarts legacy

[intotheseas]

today's mood

[intotheseas]

WIP UPDATE FINALLY

The White Pearl (Book I: The Origin) Chapter Titles

As promised in my WIP intro, I'm sharing TWP's chapter titles because a] they're quirky and b] do I need a second reason? Enjoy! And let me know if you have a favorite 😉

Never Trust the Silent Ones

English is Hard

Six Seconds of Sexy Cloaks

No Place Like Home

Seduction & Crime

Goliath Had an Outie

Why is He Undressing?!

Deja Vu, Your Highness?

The Jester Says Hi!

Bitch is Her Middle Name

A Crude Sense of Humor

Your First Time Was Scary Too

A Heck of a Reunion

I'm Going to Make This Weird

The Marks on My Neck Are Never Hickeys

A Cat Lady & Her Juicy Gossip

99% a Myth 1% a Bad Ending

My Big Girl Pants Are on Fire

Call Me Pearl, Call Me Angel

The Loving Touch of a Riding Crop

It's Written in the Shining

Freeedom!

Hell Actually Knows Mercy

And Then They Were Three

Hilarity Ensues

Oh, Don't Make Me Decide

Old Habits Die Hard

Sanity Snapped!

#the white pearl #twp #chapter titles #writeblr #writing #writblr #wip update

[intotheseas]

also i doubt anyone cares but i really don't know if i want to bother with creating a whole other blog for my stardew valley writing.

would it bug you, someone who follows me, if I posted about my stardew fics on this blog too? i've noticed there's a lot of overlap between the HogLeg and Stardew people.

[intotheseas]

i'm trying to write but my cat insists on laying across my arms and looks at me like i've commited The Greatest Offense whenever I need to move my arm and it's really fucking with my flow.

#you move meesh's bed? #you dare? #jail for mother #ten thousands years of jail #writeblr #creative writing

[intotheseas]

more lore expansion, fuck yeah

or, an excerpt from "The Softest Magic" that shows my HC about the Ancient Magic hotspots. you can read it here!

A collection of voices, harmonising like music, filled their minds, melding into one. Its laughter tinkled almost mischievously, and for a moment Vera thought of her mother.

“Hello, Vera Bell. And hello to our dear guest, Ominis Gaunt. Welcome. I sense you've been honing your power elsewhere, yes? You've learned to support and receive support. You've learned to harness your fury and power for the greater good.” The voice hummed. “You've been through a great trauma, both of you, yet I sense you've shown powerful resilience in the face of it. We are proud of you.” 

Proud? Before she could think, Vera spoke. “It's an honour to be here, but I hope you don't mind me asking…who is we?” The voice laughed again, a free, joyful sound. 

“The speakers you've heard are previous wielders, my cherished ones. Death is not the final goodbye many think it is. Many of us choose to stick around, in different forms. For example, dear Vera, your father lives on in the laughter that echoes between the walls of your home. He lives on in the love that pours from your heart. In the very warmth you so freely give to others. In the care your mother gives to her patients. And yes, even in Pearl.” Vera's heart swelled.

“And dear Ominis - your Noctua lives on in every kind-hearted decision you make. Every movement you make to resist your family's legacy is permeated with her presence. Each gentle touch, each cycle you break - she weaves between every miniscule motion.” 

Tears streamed down their faces, free and cleansing. Without speaking, they reached out and found each other's hands. A glow formed between them, steady and brilliant. 

Fierce exhilaration consumed them as the voice continued. “Tonight, I want to show you the power of joy. I've seen you create joy and receive it, Vera. Not only do I want you to remind you of all the joy the world holds despite its horrors, I want to show you what you're fighting for. What you must fight for.” 

The light flashed between Vera and Ominis, blinding and magnificent. Poppy and Anne gasped, hands over their mouths. 

“Do not worry,” the voice said. “You are protected.” 

Vera beamed. Her entire being buzzed with pure joy. Every colour flashed behind her eyelids, a kaleidoscope of life. Once again, she was everyone and everything.  

Sebastian and Ominis laughing together as children, tossing sweets at each other in front of a roaring fire. Vera became their happiness, their easy laughter. I'm so glad they have each other.

The Vivarium appeared through Trouble's eyes, and there was Pearl, dashing beside him. Vera’s soul weaved between their purrs, their happy leaps. They stopped, and a bundle of kittens mewled beneath them. Could they…? 

Before Vera could consider if she saw reality or simply a possibility, her vision shifted to a newborn held in her arms. Wrinkles covered her skin, but her heart grew as easily as ever, her gaze flitting to the two new parents in front of her, their joyful tears mirroring their own. 

Now she gazed at Anne through the eyes of Sebastian, an incomparable sense of pride and happiness flooding her as they fought together, step by step, side by side. She was healthy, whole, and herself. All he ever wanted. 

Her vision blurred, a white light shone. She peered at her lap, where her trembling hands held her Hogwarts acceptance letter. Fierce happiness flared in her chest, reliving the realisation of her dream. And it had led to so much more than she ever could have imagined. The good and the bad. At that moment, Vera accepted it all.

Another flash and Vera stood in the heat of battle, unafraid. Spells flew from her wand effortlessly, her steps sure and light. So far from the squib she'd once been. So far from the traumatised shell she'd spent months hiding in. The juxtaposition flooded her heart with elation. 

Her elation flowed into adoration as Poppy and Natty surrounded her in a hug. I'm so lucky, she thought. Poppy's infectious giggles and Natty's loving wisdom filled her until she thought she might burst with gratitude. 

And just as she thought she couldn't possibly contain any more joy, Ominis' face appeared before hers. I love him, she thought. I love him so much. She knew Ominis experienced the same feelings, was sure he felt her overflowing love and happiness. She poured all of her love into her thoughts and soon it was all too much, all too lovely, too wonderful. She tipped her head back and laughed, a musical sound. Her laughter carried on the wind and out toward the sea. Beside her, Ominis laughed as well, free, unconstrained, holding his stomach. 

She opened her eyes, still smiling so much she could barely contain herself. Poppy and Anne tilted their heads at her. 

“Come here, both of you. I want to share this.” 

Anne and Poppy shifted near, and the four of them held hands. Vera let her magic, her joy incarnate expand and envelop them. Soon they all laughed until tears streamed down their faces. Their laughter dissolved into giggles, and slowly into a silence so content, so warm Vera felt she might burst again. 

Four in. Four held. Four out. The light rose and flew out to sea like millions of tiny birds. She watched it fondly, feeling more centred than she had in months. So lucky. So fortunate. So grateful. 

Thank you. She didn't know if the voices could hear her, but her thoughts were met with benevolent laughter, like a warm hug.

“Remember everything worth protecting, cherished ones. Go well. Remember that joy may be found wherever you go if you only look within.” 

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanfiction #ominis gaunt #hogwarts legacy mc #ancient magic #ominis gaunt x mc #ominis gaunt x reader #lore expansion #hogwarts #harry potter

[intotheseas]

💛 and 💖 for the ask game??

Hiiiiiiii mootie :)

💛: What is a popular ship you just can't get behind, and why?

Within the HL world, I hate to say it, but Poppinis. I've seen some truly beautiful artwork of them, and have read some fics where they're written so wonderfully and thoughtfully. And as long as we're being theoretical here, I think Ominis should be with whoever makes him happy (if he even wants that.) But I HC them as just being really good friends and Poppy being bi but drawn more toward women so there's a little bit of dissonance there for me. But that doesn't make anyone's HC any less valid, and like I said, there's some *seriously* gorgeous art and fic of them out there.

💖: What is your biggest unpopular opinion about the series?

Idk if this is unpopular or not, but I think the Keepers were kinda bullshit and it was lazy storytelling/writing on the dev's part. I understand that some things have to be tweaked to fit in a videogame format, but the concept of Ancient Magic could have been expanded up on SO MUCH more.

Thank you for the ask!! :)

#askbox #selkiesaysstuff

[intotheseas]

Alright, to ao3's soon to be arriving Wattpad Refugees, a basic guide to general user culture:

1.) Unlike Wattpads vote system that let's you like each chapter, the ao3 equivalent kudos only allows one per work. Everyone is generally quietly annoyed about this. To engage with each chapter, you're heavily encouraged to comment. Trust me, it makes people's day.

2.) Ao3 has no algorithm. By default it's latest updated work first. You can find things to your taste through searches, filters and tags.

3.) 'No archive warnings apply' and 'user has chosen not to use archive warnings' mean two very different things. No archives warnings means the work is free from any content that could require a warning tag (character death, graphic depictions of violence, non-con, etc). User has chosen not to use archive warnings means it could contain any of the warning content, be it hasn't been explicitly tagged. Treat it like an allergen. No archive warnings apply is allergen free. User has chosen not to use archive warnings, may contain traces or whole chunks of the allergen. If you're likely to have a bad reaction, maybe don't take the risk.

4.) Speaking of warnings, ao3 has very few restrictions on the type of work that's allowed. Whatever your personal thoughts or feelings on that are, thats how the site is. You're likely to run across some dark subject matters and a lot of people are uncomfortable with reading that. You're well within your rights not like these works and have your opinion on whether they should be allowed, but harassing the authors of such works (or any works) is more likely to come back on you than them. Ao3 operates on a strong policy of 'don't like, don't read'. Use the tagging system to your full advantage to only engage with the kind of works you want to see.

We look forward to welcoming you all and seeing the fantastic works you create. Happy writing!

[intotheseas]

Ask game: unpopular opinion edition <3

❤: Which character do you think is the most egregiously mischaracterized by the fandom?

🧡: What is a popular (serious) theory you disagree with?

💛: What is a popular ship you just can't get behind, and why?

💚: What does everyone else get wrong about your favorite character?

💙: Which character is not as hot as everyone else seems to think?

💜: Which character is way hotter than everyone else seems to think?

🤍: Which character is not as morally bad as everyone else seems to think?

🖤: Which character is not as morally good as everyone else seems to think?

💖: What is your biggest unpopular opinion about the series?

💔: If you had to remove one major character from the series, who would you choose?

💕: What is an unpopular ship that you like?

📖: If you had to remove one book from the series, which would you choose?

🏳️‍🌈: Which character who is commonly headcanoned as queer doesn't seem queer to you?

💀: If you had to choose one major character to die, who would you choose?

[intotheseas]

Happy Lesbian Visibility Week! ❤️🧡🤍🩷💜 (x)

#from a bi friend #hope every lesbian is very happy today

[intotheseas]

#945: imelda x poppy headcanons

Silly edition because it's 1am.

Whenever Imelda soares near the western end of the field, her gaze often catches the round shapes of pens in the Beast class and amongst them, Poppy. Whenever she's not there and there is no reason to her abscence, Imelda gets a tad irritated. Poppy is a vital part of the training regimen;

More often than not and more times than Imelda cares to admit she and Poppy bump into each in Herbology, on accident, by a sheer matter of circumstance, on a whim, you got the idea. Professor Garlic is inclined to believe at least half the times either of them was doing that intentionally, who are they even trying to hide from;

Poppy isn't afraid of heights but she's claustraphobic. That being said, Hogwarts' rooftops are one of the safest places for kissy fluff -- if you don't mind the tight plort of stone to end with some tens of meters fall;

Imelda was curious if Poppy could fly a broom. She could, and stayed in the broom's seat surprisingly firm for someone who barely flies, but Poppy's inclanation to walk the earth and not soar above it left Imelda questioning Poppy's life priorities;

Priorities being What If I Miss A Critter;

Imelda likes beasts but she will never comprehend the ardent desire to get to somewhere very remote just to see an one. Poppy tried to present Imelda this feeling by asking MC to ride a graphorn but Imelda was more annoyed than impressed at their antic;

They're both fond of tarot cards. Seeing them pondering the outcome of their request is a rare but silly sight; or a sorry one if the cards didn't lay in Imelda's favour before an important match;

Imelda isn't up for showing affection in public but she can't resist Poppy pulling her into a hug or whispering cutely to her ear a request to meet her somewhere private;

They think Professor Garlic doesn't know about The Secret Herbology Corridor, The Room Down The Tank Staircase, or Any Seemingly Shadowed Corner;

However, Mirabel would be the first to help them through any conflicts in their little ongoing secret-from-teachers head-over-heels pastime;

Imelda has to watch Poppy descreetly during training sessions, or Madam Kogawa would remember her that in front of the team and present it as an example of a poor discipline. As an aftermath, she'd encourage her to pursue any romantic interest outside the Pitch, Quidditch isn't everything there is to life after all.

#poppy x imelda #love them