#// that theres a lot of love inside it's just radiating

[m0e-ru]

art summaries from this year and the last !! 21-22 !!

and here's some more commentary for 2022 because i will be more annoying this year

January - not a lot happening. i was asking for art reqs and NO ONE had ideas

February - MOEL SEKIYU TUMBLR BRANCH TOHRU ADACHI BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION?

March - 3/20 YEAH WAHOOO YEAAAH

April - lots of messing around this month. my merch came in the mail though !!!

May - PXDN ERA but i answered the teddie in a dress ask from like. two months prior

June - * didnt post this anyway i was messing around with csp. i really like the marker

July - * DIDNT POST THIS EITHER but one idol's stage costume looked like sho colors. it was funny in the moment

August - * DIDNT FUCKING POST THIS EITHER I HAVE NO IDEA anyway i just think theyre very important

September - * HOW MANY BIG PIECES HAVE I NOT BEEN POSTING HERE WHAT THE FUCK WHERE DO I EVEN SHARE THEM ANYWAY MAKING THIS WAS REALLY SAD CHIZUSAN WAS RETIRING AND DELETED HER SOCIALS ohh right my mimbot

October - I was trying out watercolors (the brush) and MARIE HALLOWEEN 2022 !!!

November - pocky day :] except it's jagariko

December - new year's art !! ive been wanting to draw blorbo to sogabe's new year art from the manga so here it is !!! sorry for no christmas holiday art

and here’s the love letter ive been meaning to write all the way back in august. it’s a bit personal but also vague . I am speaking from a soapbox next to a quiet intersection and pouring my heart out

im happy to see how ive improved throughout the years, and in some aspects stayed completely the same apparently. ve been jumping around 1000 brushes and 10000 more art styles ive never stayed consistent because I wanted something new and all I had was myself ! so apparently it became whatever happened here.

It’s true I had a lot more steam last year when it came to pumping art out but I think im also glad I did less art this year in a way. I’ll admit a lot of last year was fueled by chasing people and a way to reach the top and get my voice heard I felt like I was fighting for my life but im not too sure how it looked like from the outside. It’s also been fueled by spite which made me incredibly tired and something im glad I stopped utilizing this year. That I learned my boundaries and maintained them as peacefully as I am now.

Sure im a lot more tired but I think the pace im taking is a bit better in it’s own way too. I really wish I could’ve done more this year but when I look at it from afar I guess im still chasing things, too. Maybe not something new and I never really aimed for fame or anything. Maybe I just wanted to keep what I already have?

2021 I’ll confess was also a pile of shit and I guess 2022 was the year of my digging it all away and I’m not done yet. But as long as there’s progress that’s good enough for me. I’m glad I’ve been able to do all these things than not do them at all. But sometimes I wish I could relearn the restraint I had from before.

I never wanted to put a dark stain on the things I love so as long as I ground myself and remind myself why im here I can see the light and remember why I love theses things. I’m speaking in a very vague manner and I am relating this to my time in fandom as cheesy as it sounds, but also personally, I guess.

Imagine it like im talking on a soapbox right now when I say im really glad for the time I’ve spent here—while all of it isn’t the best that could’ve happened and the fault of my own shortcomings—I still treasure it. I love all the people I’ve met and the community I’ve formed and I guess there’s this fear of losing things since I’m afraid I can’t get them back, that I haven’t learned how to even connect better anymore. I really dont want this to sound like someone died lol but I really am genuinely grateful for all the time ive spent with people and how they considered me their friend and how theyre my friend and how they just moved on to other things and im stuck in a box ive put myself in that makes it so hard to be heard I stopped talking anyway.

To those who met me this year, or last year, or the year before that, or knew me before this gas station, and still are here somehow: thank you. For your kindness, for your tags, for your asks, for your replies, for your messages, for your discords, for your writing, for your art and for everything you’ve offered me. I always mean my gratitude from the bottom of my heart and I want to stop being afraid that it doesn’t show.

If this year brings more “Mim” then so be it. I’m happy you find joy in the silly nickname and all the love behind it no matter how silly it is. And even if I drift away or we all drift apart, I treasure every memory and sometimes cry over it at night. I wish 2023 would be nice to all of us and the years after.

#kommento #arttag #// sorry for the sob story when i said id pour my heart out i didnt think id get that far #// well even if you dont read it . it's like a sealed letter you can keep like a lucky charm or something i like to think #// that theres a lot of love inside it's just radiating #// sorry just prepping for the horrors now that the holiday season is over im really distressed #// but i thank you all for the year and that i hope you get better that i get better no matter how little that better is #// i just hope it's a lot. #// and i will literally keep saying the same thing 100000000000 times and mean it every single time

[gatorbites-imagines]

hey bestie :) would you mind giving us a full list of all your kryptonian headcannons? i'd love to hear what your ideas are for them. -LB

Kryptonian Headcanons

Theres quite a lot so i put it under the cut.

Something akin to a Caste system or ���alpha/beta/omega”. Meaning some are born a higher caste and their biology reflect that. This doesn’t mean anyone is too above anyone else, bodies or biology are just slightly different such as muscle mass or appearance. Meaning some might have wider shoulders or slimmer hips, or even sharp ears like a halfelf in a fantasy setting.

This shows through ones “aura”, or things like how one carries themselves or how the primal part of ones brain acts and thinks. Things like appearance doesn’t have much say, as anyone can be smaller or bigger, it can only really be noticed through things like scent or “aura” aka the vibe one gives off.

One tends to be able to feel another caste just from their vibe, though its typically first noticed through things like clothing, as different clans wear different colours or styles, though its nowhere near as stark and different like ancient times.

Kryptonians purr, but it tends to be at a frequency only those with special hearing or other kryptonians can hear. Kryptonian purring like cat purring has healing and relaxing properties. They can also growl and chuff but that too is at a volume only picked up by other kryptonians.

In ancient times it was common to find a mate perfect for you, who fit you in every sense. It led to things like “the hunt” which was a ritual where the one who wanted to stake their claim, would chase the other, catch them, and they would bond. When bonded a deep connection was created by the two of more members, and it became as deep as being able to feel one others’ emotion.

This urge is much more diluted nowadays. When you meet someone who is compatible kryptonians will still feel it inside themselves, and if ignored for too long it can grow into a burning need inside their bodies. Though it can be supressed and even fizzle out if it is not returned by the other party.

But if left out of check the need and want can become borderline maddening. If kryptonians are not taught by clan or family from a young age how to deal with their primal urges it can become maddening, so when they meet their compatible partner, it can have effects. This can lead to the two or more being incredibly drawn to each other, or even lead to a rivalry like situation, if the caste standing is unclear.

It wasn’t uncommon for those of higher caste to have multiple partners, akin to a harem in ancient times. Nowadays harems are looked down upon but polycules are accepted.

As kryptonians themselves don’t sweat all that much, scent can be very important to kryptonians. This is also why a kryptonian partner might go a little coocoo from their human partners sweat and musk, as its much more concentrated than the scent you’d find on another kryptonian.

If you’ve read my fics you know I hc kryptonians as more hung than humans and able to produce a large amount of any bodily fluid at this point. This headcanon exists solely for my own pleasure.

Kryptonians can be much older than humans, meaning that they reach sexual maturity at an older age than humans, striking them in about their late 30s, where after they’ll be in their prime to have children until their 80s or 90s. But the first couple of years are the strongest, as they gain influx of pheromones that weren’t there before.

Kryptonians possess organs that you won’t find in a human. Like an organ in their throat and chest that allows them to purr.

Or what I dubbed the “sunspot”. Its an organ placed where youll find the solar plexus on a human. Its an organ that takes in the access radiation from the sun that isn’t used by the body. Normally the sunspot isn’t anything special, but if touched or rubbed by a kryptonians partner, it’s very sensitive as it will leak the radiation within into the kryptonians body. This isn’t dangerous for any non kryptonian. partner, don’t worry.

In ancient time the clothes of Krypton reflected this organ, leaving open holes or wearing open fronted shirts or dresses to expose the organ to as much sunlight as possible. But it became out of fashion later on, as the sun weakened.

Any gender on krypton can become pregnant, but seeing as natural births were so incredibly rare later on, it was pretty much forgotten. Its not that you can just go ahead and get a male kryptonian pregnant though, it would need the kryptonian to be willing and very into the idea of it. Think how some women want to be pregnant so bad they show symptoms. That would be the same for a male kryptonian, who would develop the needed organs for it over a period of months to a year.

That’s all I can think of off the top of my head right now.

#dc #kryptonian #krypton #clark kent #superman #dc headcanons #dc imagine #kryptonian headcanon #kryptonian imagine #kryptonian biology #krypton imagine #krypton headcanon #clark kent headcanon #clark kent imagine #superman imagine #superman headcanon #worldbuilding

[milkissblog]

hey everybody!!

thats a weird ass way to start a diary entry. i can't have a diary because my mom is a little invasive and will for sure read it. theres also this weird little clown pop up on my screen? anyway.

id love love loveee love lvoe more than anything to have a diary. i could paste my little doodles in it like flower petals. and put all of my stickers and pretty slices of papers inside. theres a dog squeaking outside. i don't think dogs should be making that noise. i hope the little guy is ok.

anyway, that was so very off topic. what i was trying to say is that this little blag of mine is sposed to be my surrogate diary. i have this issue online (and even in writing) where i over-perceive myself ("perceive" is a pretty-sounding word. so is sieve.) and my online presence bc its so customizable and because im so disconnected from my sense of self. im a people pleaser even when im writing in a private little diary cause im always thinking, my mom is going to read it, how will this sound to my mom when she reads it, oh god my mom, my mom, my mom (and, to a lesser extent, other people). i hate it. i feel prickled and trapped and smothered sometimes, but dear god i love my mom more than anything. but still, sometimes i feel like im in 1984 and shes reading my thoughts as well as my texts before i can delete them. but also, she pays for me to exist -its a mixed bag with high highs and low lows.

im really hoping that the self-perception thing doesn't happen this time. i hope i can have a better self-concept and be a better person. ive wasted maybe 2 years (i don't want to say that ☹︎) on being rock bottom unhappy, on being filled with hatred for myself, on dreading my own body and face, on corroding and ruminating for too long, until i found myself incapable of loving and v isolated feeling. its an awful way to exist because you deny yourself and other people so much beauty, and because it hampers your ability to really love and be there for other people. i wanna talk about that more (and i spose i can here)

-partially my sadness was/is cause im lesbian and m being raised catholic. ive got a lot of issues to work thorugh hahahaha. or, should i say, teeheeheehee. (LEGALIZE SAYING TEEHEEHEE!!! PEOPLE R SO MEAN AND THEY SPIT ON ME WHEN I WRITE "TEEHEEHEE" INSTEAD OF HAHAHA)

dear god this is very stream of consciousness. well, anyway. i'm not writing it to be read (or at least trying NOT to write it to be read). im writing it to communicate with myself. thats not working very well, i just read through the whole thing again.

i hope this gives me a sense of purity (not like weird sex/virginity stuff, but mental purity, like pure love or pure salt or pure vinegar, with no issues, just clear and soft and good) and of self, like prayer. id probably believe in god without the church and them being mean to lesbians and girls and non catholics and so many other ppl and whatnot bc i love to think that love inhabits everything and i sincerely deeply in my little heart of hearts think it does. i think i might believe in god??? i don't know. i am trying my best pookies.

im a girlblogger cause im a girl!! also im sincerely really trying to be okay and happy. and maybe be buddhist? i got this lovely slim little book by a buddhist monk thich nhat hanh called "true love" and i want that. i want to be a good kind person to myself and everybody else. as karissa love (she is my comfort youtuber and i adore her v much) puts it, i want to radiate love. that sounds a little crazy but perchance i am a little crazy.

perchance.

also, darn it, i cursed. ive decided im sposed to not curse, so that when i do people are very shocked like "wow omg she said f*ck??? she never says f*ck!!!" and think its a big deal and everything. i could also swear tons so ppl think im tough, but i don't want to scare anynody and i curse like a toddler bc im so out of practice. oh well.

anyway thats the first entry! hello world!! i hope im ok and that this helps me.

mwah

#first post #girlblogging #blogger #diary entry

[makahimetenshi]

Follow me inside the wastelands - Chapter 13  -Arthur Maxson x Female Sole Survivor Fanfic

This one will be a long fic with a lot of chapters, I already write the concepts. Since I don’t play as Nora in Fallout 4 because Nate for me is the real protagonist the personalities and ideas are pretty fanbased from another fanfics I read

If you are very very very delighted with one fic and want a continuation I didn’t write or post you can donate me at least $5 bucks, most of this fics have next chapters I don’t finish because lack of motivation but hey a $5 is a $5, I see a few reviews and coments that fics that are abandoned months laters receive coments of wanting to know what happends next. Here it is, I finished my handling with you all, enjoy the fic

By night Arthur came back and the first thing he did was surprise her with a chap kiss on the cheek, Nora looked at him confused but he had a very bright smile on his face.

-I prepared a feast for us tonight, when they knock at the door hide in my room until i tell u okay?

-Feast? what are we celebrating?

-Your plan is going smooth, i had the confirmation from Preston that the men arrived at place and the supplies are on their way -Nora smiled a bit and show him a sketch of how the fencing should go in the map around the beaches -did you go there?

-Not yet, tomorrow ill arrive for the first time

-Be careful to fight the mierluks during the day, if theres fog cancel the operation and try another day, remember that mierluk queens love fog to hide, use the day to settle in the buildings but do not start combat -he nodded and hug her from behind, looking at the letters written on a side of the table.

-Why you don't use holotapes?

-Im used to have my pipboy but not everybody has one, terminals are not always powered and i been told i have a very special calligraphy

-You are using something that’s called italics

-Correct

-Not many knows how to read that, but i must admit is like a signature writing of you right now 

-Macready had his reasons to act like that, why do you wanna go down there?

-Don’t you believe me capable?

-I didnt say that, is just that you have the paladins to act on your orders

-Does Preston or this mercenary knows anything about us?

-Not exactly, i didnt explain much

-I believe that if you make me close to you in their eyes, they will trust me more -Nora turned her head to look at him, that was certainly unexpected.

-Do you want to have a relationship with the minutemen?

-We kinda often work together thanks to you

-I believe you can justify that they were people and citizens of the Commonwealth the Brotherhood of Steel was helping

-Yes but this level of organization is going beyond of simple farmers organized, your group grow up good and we are getting involved often

-And you want to be around?

-I can be, despite whenever i want to do it or not, if im needed ill be there, you in the middle or not -he didn't want to tell her the real reason, that he prefer to be there to not put her on risk because that will surely cause a fight.

-I trust you to come back sane and sound -she said and give him a chap kiss on the cheek, surprising him who hugged her stronger

If she cameback for him, he will do it too despite how dangerous the situation turned out tomorrow.

There was a knock on the door, and both separated, she went to the room and Arthur recieved the people who went inside to settle the dinner.

The only thing that Nora will eat as homemade food were soups, stating that the only way she can eat non radiated made in this century food was blinfolded, since everything looked awful and non desirable. Arthur hated that, he hated not being able to make her live more comfortable, it wasn't a good life not being able to eat

-You know i'm asking recipes to the scribes so i can give directions to the cookers right? you are making it very hard

-One time i ended up eating human meat -a cold shiver run through Arthur spine at hearing that -have you ever seen bacon before? well it looked like it, tasted good, crispy, no radiation, find out later that it was human, i didn't have the courage to eat anything again in that place, but did not have the forces to keep moving after not doing it for three days. Well at least i know iguanas existed back in my days

Arthur shut his damn mouth, if she find out about the geckos she would die of starvation...

-Do you dare to explain me why the mercenary had such...

-Weird attitudes? -he nodded, eating his bramin meat, cutting it into pieces- he is not really a minutemen, he is a mercenary hired by me, right now he is at Sanctuary with his son Duncan

-That doesnt say much

-I saved Duncan lifes by finding the cure to his mole rat disease, we wenttrought  a lot to find that medicine and he bring up the kid here after he was cured and safe to travel -she take sip on her soup

-So he is in debt with you

-And hit on me once if you are actually asking that yes -the man pressed his lips and puush the attention away eating his steak- but i dodged it, i was into someone else by that time, a long way has passed since

Huh a hint of Noras love life, that was unexpected, but if she said that was a long time ago so he didn’t mind.

Her gaze turned dark and she sip onto her Nuka-Cola. She was into someonelse, almost two years ago, before destroying the institute.

And she was sleeping with his killer.

No, she was the killer, the one that execute him.

-Is something wrong? -Nora snapped at soon she was approatched, she shake her head and pick up the salt to use it over her food. 

-No, i just chew something weird and was trying to figure out what it was

He knew she was lying, it was common for him finding her zooning out, she had a lot of demons inside.

-If you are giving him a house and food, he should be more respectful -he said drinking some Nuka-Cola too

-Leave him, he is almost as young as you are and have a thought life

-Thats not excuse

-He doesn't own me loyalty, he is a mercenary, ill respect that boundary, end of the story -and by finishing that conversation, she keep eating her soup

Altought Arthur understand that she wasn’t commanding soldiers with training and a mindset to fulfill orders, he was worried that her relationships were so...volatile. Still, great job organizing civilians at least, she standed up the most it was possible with revels and starving people and they achieved great things, recognized her strength and how ferocious she was.

After the dinner and plates were out, the man came into the room with...some expectations actually, and they were well readed, Nora flipped him onto the bed and she sat over his pants, unbuttoning the dress he had now forbidden to touch since the last time he went to exited break some buttons. It was a long way down and he cant keep his hands still on place, so they were moving all up on down over her ass, loving the shape and the feel under his fingers.

-Fuck me like there’s no tomorrow, general -gosh he wanted to say that all day, he wished to be ridded and commanded by this strong woman. He did it with her before, now it was his turn to summit.

She laughed and hummed, the buttons were all open but she still covered her chest closing it around

-There will be a tomorrow, but you gotta fight for the reward -out of nothing, she step onto her knees and moved foward, Arthurs heart stopped when she as bold as always sat  her crotch over his chin, he saw her lick her lips and smile, still covering her chest, his arms and shoulders covered by the skirt of the dress- over heat and undress me, win the view, come on

He gasped and say nothing, just grabbed her ass to bring her closer and manage her weight on his face, starting to lick and suck over the warm pantys making her moan. It was going to be hard to not rip them off.

Arthur moaned when she grab him by the hair to move his head and command him over her pussy to move in whatever way she wished more.

The next day, Arthur leave for battle, and Nora felt absolutely horrible about it, she can't have any update, any notice, ask anybody, hack some terminal, check on some radio because she was imprisoned in...Arthurs quarters which didn’t have much. She wanted to cry, full of worries for his well being.

She get it, it wasn’t necessary to punish her like this, she get the feeling Arthur had when she leaved.

But at night the man came back, stepping in his power armor without his helmet, surprising her, well this was weird to see, he almost never used that thing and he smelled...fishing...

-Sentinel -he stated, making chills all over Nora skin, he knew he didn’t have to sentinel her for nothing that she will take it seriously- im taking a shower and then i want you undressed in bed, im being clear?

-Yes elder...-she said actually confused, the man came out from his power armor and smiled at her lightly before closing the door of the bathroom

Nora put on a bath and underwear at least, she was confused, stranged, she didnt need this mystery, but when he came out the door she ran to hug him. He was dressing light and comfy, and didn’t have any injuries at first sight, less if they were going to have sex tonight.

-Sentinel -he said again, making Nora chew her tongue, what the hell does he wanted? -i thought i ask you to wait in bed

-Are you alright? did everything went well? i was so worried...-his hands went to unbuckle the lace of the bath, making her cheeks red and taking out a gasp of surprise, she looked at his face and he was just smiling, chill, relaxed, holding his temple, one of her legs raised slightly but she didn't find a boner in his pants.

-I also told to wait for me undressed...-this was no time to play Nora wanted to know things and...

His hands went to cup his cheeks, taking her thoughts elsewhere clearing her mind in blank at making her stare into his blue eyes, then he slowly walked pushing her, making her walk backwards until her calves touch the edges of bed, he guided her body by the shoulders to sit on it, still holding their gazes. One of his hands went to her mouth, making his fingers play with her lips, hipnotized by how the flesh moved under his tips.

-Arthur how are you...-he shuuuuuuush her, thing that Nora didnt like at all and he noticed, laughing in the insides, but still went forward and move a finger inside her mouth, making her suck it at least the tip while their eyes were holding.

-Since i take the lead of the mission and succeeded- her ears open up but she was annoyed that hell make this report a sexual play -ill take the lead here too...

-Yes...elder -as soon she said that his finger went deeper in her mouth, only half way, and her tongue worked around it. Still, eyes locked with each other.

-You were right about the mireluk queens, the worst thing aren't her acid spit  but that bitches puushes hard back, the only way to break her legs was throwing mines under her -Nora look around his body, but he didn't look hurted or anything

-Did the elder fight alone? -she mumbles and then he pushed his finger deeper, Nora could see the growing boner on his pants, this was really erotic for both, as confused and lost she was before now her panties were all wet.

-I didn’t say you could ask questions...Sentinel -he whisper as the other hand moved some locks of hair behind her ear, making a nice caress over her cheek, she started sucking on his finger and he hummed, like laughing- I was all about destroying the eggs but Preston interfere and said that we can cook with them, i didn’t know that, it has a lot of lipids inside, something you usually dont expect from a fish but there it is

-Did you install over the police station or...-a second finger went all the way down her mouth, surprising her.

-Oh my the sentinel is impatient to know the news...-he laughed a bit and grabbed the other side of her head with his fingers, using the short hairs as rides to move her head like he wanted, still, slowly to not hurt or scare her, by now Nora should understand his game.

-I just want to know if my dearest elder need some help or...-his fingers left her mouth and he moved her head harsh against his stomach, Nora almost automatically used her fingers to move down his pants and underwear, releasing his length, now it was just right there on her face.

-Your dearest elder...-he said using both hands to cup her head, fingers getting tangled between her black locks, caressing her ears and neck while she melted down on how nice it feeled to be managed like that- exploded and fill with bullets every motherfucker that came across his way

-Good to know...-a moan left her lips when he pushed her head back, she was before at a side of his cock and now she was in front of it, Arthur moved her carefully in circles, playing, making her wish and desire, scratching the back of her head making her purr and get lost on her thoughts again.

-Your elder claimed that land for you -at hearing that she look up surprised again, a hand left her ears and went to jack himself, making that gorgeous wet sounds that make Nora burn in the insides

God she didn’t know were to move, react, what to do with her damn life. She wanted to look or suck it but also wanted to pay attention to his words

-Is it done? 

-Undress, Sentinel -as soon he said that, Nora take down the bath off her shoulders, of course she was wearing his favorite black lingerie- tomorrow we will shoot some other motherfuckers as we start fencing the place -one of his eyebrows reacted at the feeling of masturbating himself, making Nora aware of it nononoono she should be the one pleasuring the elder Maxson…

-Arthur i wanna blow you...-the way her eyes were filled with lust and admiration break him apart, he look at her body in black underwear, groaning at the view of the his perfect pre-war black widow fantasy wife

-I gave the orders today, and tomorrow, and ill give all the orders i need to also claim you -she nodded down her head, her breath was changing in rhythm and he could see it in the way her breast moved up and down- you are going to obey Sentinel

-Only to you elder- thats it, he cant hold it any longer, both hands pick up her head on the sides, filling between her legs with expectation

-Suck me -in the moment he said that his breath stopped for a second, but she didnt hesitate in use her hands to hold him and swallow him entirely in her mouth

He will claim her all it was needed to remind her she was the elders perfect woman, if it werent for the damn contraceptives he was sure that this two weeks alone in his quarters were more a mating season than imprisonment for bad behavior. A very primitive and crazy part of his brain wished  everytime they were together for her to end up pregnant with his seed, a child, his Maxson heir, their baby.

He craved for it.

  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14242575/13/Follow-me-inside-the-wastelands

#fallout 4 #elder maxson #arthur maxson #sole survivor #makahimefanfic

[themaybejade]

a bit about me and my canon mates

this isn’t going to be comprehensive, just based on who and what i can remember. i have had art made for some of them, but not everyone.

roxy calmasis lalonde, one of the loves of my life. though, if you can believe it, we actually didnt get along very well at first!! she was very loud and over-the-top when we met, and i was resentful of how much of roses time she took up (though rose and i had been separated for a while by then). but she keyed in on the whole “dont overstimulate the autistic puppygirl” thing eventually, and we grew super close.

i think the thing i remember the most is her laugh. it was such a sweet sound, and after jane and i helped her overcome her drinking problem, we got to hear it all the time. she was cute, and silly, and fun, and she loved to sit or lean on me while jane combed my ears, telling nonsense stories and helping with my need for pressure stimming by pressing her fingers into my skin.

both of us were transfem switches, so we got along amazingly in the bedroom. she had a major hand fetish, and loved when i would wear the sheer lace gloves that jane got for her birthday.

i still need to get a good stand-alone drawing of jane. its been rough, trying to remember her - a lot of my earliest memories that i ever uncovered were blocked out again after an incident where someone who was supposedly my canon mate abandoned me years ago. they had reached out on tumblr, reminisced with me, and then just left out of the blue. and that really hurt.

its getting a bit easier now though. it was her idea to help roxy overcome her addiction, and she was the one who took care of me the most when i had breakdowns. i remember the first night after we entered the session, i had a huge freakout over things that had happened in the game, and went running. the first room i got to was janes, by coincidence, and she stayed up all night with me, just holding me and talking me through things. i think thats when i fell in love.

she was 100% a domme top, and she was amazing at it. she helped keep both roxy and i in line with firm rules and routine discipline, both inside and outside of the bedroom. she absolutely loved when i was feeling comfortable enough to wear flashier outfits, and couldnt keep her hands off me in a short skirt.

she was the lover, mama, caretaker, and friend that i needed more than almost anything. right up until i was captured by the empress, she did everything she could to take care of me, and also take care of roxy, and theres nothing in my timeline that i appreciate more than the love she showed me.

vriska fucking serket. my kismesis. the biggest pain in my ass ever, she was absolutely obsessed with riling me up whenever she got the chance, usually by calling me a lolicon for being attracted to her, because she was so small.

shes the reason that all of our friends survived their time on the meteor - she had been experimenting with her god tier powers, and accidentally managed to do the impossible: she radiated luck for a brief moment, and it saved everyone. every blow that fell was nonlethal, just barely missing vital spots or otherwise being survivable. the only one who actually died was kanaya, but she got better because she was a rainbow drinker.

she hated me a lot, because i was easily the most powerful player across all the sessions at that point, and i didnt really use that strength for anything. i was meek, quiet, shy, scared. and that made her furious. she would always push me to go farther, to move out of my comfort zones, and to hone my skills both as a witch of space and a first guardian.

conversely, i hated her because she was so dishonest with herself, and the people around her. she could never admit that she needed anything, shed just manufacture a way to get it. a lot of the time that included wanting to have sex: she would get me worked up until i was good and mad, and then taunt me to do something about it - at which point i would catch on and kick her ass. she got better over time as i started to train her to ask for things, but that never extended to the two of us having sex.

dave is the last of my pictured friends. he was albino and african-american, and was ridiculously obsessive about his hair. he would spend hours keeping it pressed and straightened and perfectly coiffed. he wouldnt say it out loud, but i knew it was because of his bro, and not wanting to look like him.

we had a brief fling together, but it didn’t last super long. he was very handsy and cuddly, nearly as touch-starved as i was. he was a “cool kid”, which is to say a massive fucking dork, and one of my best friends. we would just chill a lot, hanging out and eating shitty snacks and just chatting each others ears off. i dont remember much more than that, but he was a great guy.

rose and i were very on again, off again partners from a young age. honestly we were terrible for each other, but we both kept clinging desperately to what we had. she remained my moirail, even after our last falling out, but she was much happier and far better off with kanaya as a matesprit

she was the one who helped me discover that i was trans, and helped me come out to our other friends. it was her strength and courage and love that got me through the game itself, and i will never be able to repay her for all the things she did for me.

we had a very physical relationship, even before we met in person. we would talk on video a lot (our pesterchum client had that feature), and she introduced me to a lot of my kinks. we only had sex a few times throughout the game and shortly after reaching the meteor, but we separated not long after. we were only sort-of together when i killed myself, and i dont think she ever totally forgave me for it; after that, while we were still very deeply pale, we never went beyond cuddling and some gentle cheek or forehead kisses again.

egbert, of the three friends i went into the game with, is the one i can recall the least. a prankster, a jokester, a mischievous little imp; hung around with vriska and terezi a lot, and they were all horrible influences on each other :P

i found out through dave that she transitioned some time after i left. i never actually got to meet june; it wasnt much longer past that that the end came. but i hope she was as happy as i can remember being as a girl.

the last one i have any strong memories of is nepeta, and theyre unfortunately not the best memories. rose and i were on the outs - though still technically a couple if in name only; we hadnt really told anyone else we were going to break up - and she had just gotten let down pretty roughly by karkat. she got completely sloshed on faygo and came into my room on the meteor, while i was in the middle of a breakdown and not really thinking right. she talked for a bit about how nice it was to feel desired, when i had flirted with her not long after coming aboard the meteor, and we eventually ended up having pity sex.

equius found us the next morning and it turned into a big shitshow. he accused me of cheating on rose, of taking advantage of his moirail in a moment of crisis, and only stopped barely short of claiming that id raped her. almost everyone took his side because nepeta couldnt remember much, and since they wouldnt listen to me, i tried to get rose to help me out, but it wasnt working very well.

that afternoon, rose and i had our last big fight, when i told her to leave and not to come back. and then i killed myself. not that i stayed dead, of course; suicide like that is neither heroic nor just.

afterwards, the shock got the others to think a bit more rationally about the whole situation. things calmed down, and nepeta and i stayed good friends after she sobered up enough to tell equius off and apologize for everything. we probably would have been matesprits if i hadnt ended up falling so hard for jane and roxy, but we were still super close nonetheless.

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Reader(Fem) X Alcina Dimitrescu

(PART 1)

Written by cannibal_witchh

⛓Trigger Warning⛓

Story contains: Gore, sexual elements, vulgar language, violence, elements of sub/dom behavior, and captivity.

Notes:

I am not the most confident writer so bare with me if theres some flaws floating around the story. I also have very minimal general knowledge to Alcina right now due just demos only being out. Please, be considerate that there's only so much information released on her so most of what I'm writing is not canon. Let's keep it positive and real, we all are thirsting after Lady D so here's a a fanfiction. Also couldn't condense it in one story so going to make this adleast a two or three parter.

It can get confusing with a lot of female characters so the reader is of course:

Y/N - your name

Her/she- i wanted to refer to the female reader in italics and bold

Y/L/N- your last name

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Thunder echoed along the well decorated corridor walls . Hints of lightning occasionally flashed between fluttering curtains. Beyond the curtains was an open window, below that was a critical drop into snow and shards of large rocks. That was definitely not worth risking. Y/N had been held in captivity for what felt like a legitimate eternity. Confinded to a small well kempt room, it seemed as though it had once been a guest room according to the furnishing. All the basic necessities of a bedroom were present here. The fabrics that dressed the bed were of a fine quality, and the boards that held all of it up were of incredible carpentry. Gentle embers flickered from the candlewicks that rose tall on the golden girandoles. Despite captivity the room was comfortable, it was illuminated with warm colors, although still dim and feint.

The door swung open, a black swarm of insects swirled infront of the door as it begun to quickly form a figure. It revealed a small vampiric woman, hooded with golden locks peaking from under it. She flashed her teeth with an enthusiastic smile, as she revealed blood stained teeth, lips, as well as her chin. " Oh, goody! You are awake. I always feel bad feeding when someone is asleep.", She shut the door as she advanced closer to Y/N. Adrenaline began to flood through her veins, hair on her body standing up, and her palms perspiring. She was covered in scabbed bite marks, and bruises - it didn't take long for her to recall the abrupt painful puncture of teeth break through her skin. The old bites began to twitch with pain at the idea a new addition would be welcomed. " I just prefer blood thats been in shock, y'know, awake? It gives it a nice acidic flavor, plus,", she towered over Y/N breathing in her aroma. " It smells wonderful.", she giggled in soft whispers. "Enough.", Y/N demanded as she attempted to cease her trembling. Her body was returning to anxiety because it was clear what was about to happen. A feeding. The vampire didn't seem to express offense, strangely her face bore amusement. "Oh ok, how about this!", she excitedly brought out her sickle and swung at her. With one swift swing the sickle hooked right under her knee cap. A shriek was released from Y/N's lips, agonizing pain radiating everywhere, and blood began to river out from the site. The vampire dragged her with the sickle through the corridor as everything seemed like a blurr from the shock. Hallways seemed like a stretched out haze, and noises seemed to be loud echoes one would hear in a juvenile cafeteria. "Whe-where are you taking me...?", she barely mustered as she felt the sickle dig through muscle and actually brush against the back of her knee cap. Fuck. The sickle was released quickly from her skin as she heard the sound of blood fly onto the ground. That abrupt removal felt worse for minutes compared to the weapon actually being present in Y/N's knee. The monstrous woman lifted the sickle to her crimson stained lips, inhaling the aroma deep, and then proceeding to lick the sickle of the blood it had collected. Sounds of ecstasy escaped her satin black lips, her eyes darted over at Y/N as she felt like she was on the verge of fainting from shock. " I love blood that has some acidicity to it. It gives it a nice kick. You know how that works? For example, your blood could still have more of that taste. One who is in a flight or fright scenario, where they are in absolute fear and adrenaline kicks in...thats when the meat and blood have a sour flavor. Mmm, thats why we are going to play a game." , she licked her lips as her eyes flickered with hunger and passion. Y/N groaned in pain as she felt her body gasp from the fevered pain beating in her knee. " I propose we play hide and go seek! You already know who's hiding. I will give you to the count of 100." , her eyes shimmered from this fucked up idea, she quickly turned her back and covered her eyes. Slowly the sickle in her hand vanished within dark smoke, damn it, Y/N within fading in and out had thought perhaps of stealing that and killing her there. Not anymore. She rose up with wobbling knees, just like a new born dear barely capable of using its legs, she began to hobble as fast as she could away.

"Oh, and I can smell your blood. So hide well, Y/L/N."

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Y/N consistently looked back, watching if the vampire had cheated the game. She was indeed honoring the game, that was adleast something about this blonde one she liked. She seemed to honor things she said, " 89...70...", her voice echoed loudly through the halls. The numbers lowering as Y/N felt her adrenaline spike even higher.

Y/N managed to find a door unlocked in a different wing of the manor. She adleast went through 10 locked doors before fleeing to another location of the manor. With pure luck, she discovered this door, it was unlocked and she took her gamble and entered quietly. With trembling gore soiled hands, she locked the door, and sunk to the ground. Very little energy existed in her, she anticipated for dear life the blonde vampire wouldn't smell her here.

The sound of gentle humming danced along the walls of this room, very melodic, sad, and eerie. Lonely, perhaps. With Y/N's quick realization, this resembled a garden bath house. The windows stretched tall in this room, revealing bleeding light from the full moon, there were plants of vibrant emeralds surrounding the large mass of water that centered the room. The water was decorated with rose petals and red spider lilies. The room was architecturally structured with several stones of marble, and looked almost like a Greek bath house . Gentle sounds of rushing water followed between stones which flowed into the big pool of water. Little ripples scattered across the water causing the red flowers to bob up and down.

The humming persisted as Y/N felt her heart drop, she quickly scurried to the nearest marble pillar to conceal herself. The humming was growing louder and louder, could it be the hungry vampire? She wasn't certain if it was worse but it certainly felt like it, Lady Dimitrescu emerged from the shadows of the room, and strided to the water. She was only wrapped in the finest silk, a tight sheer white robe that hugged tightly against her hips. She definitely had a full figure, the robe delivered a silhouette of her motherly figure. It certainly complimented, the low cut of the robe teased her deep cleavage, the sheer silk revealed faint color and the shape of her puffy areolas. Even in the predicament Y/N was in, it was still hard not to appreciate Alcina's physical beauty.

Alcina continued her melodic hum for a few more moments as she admired the undulations of the floral water. " Y/N Y/L/N, you believe me to be foolish?", she broke from her tune as her eyes looked directly at Y/N. She gulped hard as she submitted to the acceptance Alcina would more than likely kill her. She continued to lay her back against the cold pillar, one hand applying pressure to her bleeding knee, the other containing the fear that was trying to escape her lips. " I could smell that delicious blood from here.", she chucked lightly, "Come here, now.", she demanded with her arms crossing. Y/N did not obey the command, she remained quiet behind the pillar. For minutes it consisted of painful sharp silence, only the sound of her terrified heart beats could be heard. Her ears burned and rung, it desperately needed the assurance Alcina was still idle. Did Y/N dare look beyond the pillar? She peeked over and Alcina was no where to be found. Consternation filled her as there wasn't even a trace of evidence to signify the direction Alcina went. Unexpectedly, Y/N felt a hard blow and collapsed on her side. Her hands releasing themselves, and a gasp of air evacuated her mouth. " Oh, I see. ", Alcina had kicked her, her foot pressed hard against her side. Her smooth leg exposed, tracing all the way to her innermost thigh. Her skin looked smooth like porcelain, but certainly felt the weight of heavy boulders as it rested on her. Y/N groaned in pain as she felt her foot dig deep into her. "Bleeding out on my perfect floors. Oh, what a mess. Although, it does certainly smells of of tart berries, yes, what a wonderful aroma.", Alcina breathed in the cold air, inhaling hints of Y/N's blood. She moaned in intoxication to the alluring smell of fresh blood. Alcina removed her foot from Y/N, she gasped for air in relief, and tried to attempt to sit up. Alcina quickly lunged forward without even a blink, and her long hand wrapped around Y/N's throat. "No, I don't think so.", Alcina smirked as her hand squeezed around her throat. She fell onto her back, the large vampress towering over, her large hand pressing into her throat.She was capable of breathing but it was incredibly taxing especially with the critical condition she was in. Desperate wheezing filled the air, it burned and stung inside of Y/N's throat. Alcina stared into her eyes, a long red smile stretched upon her pale white face. "Hmm, this is quite boring already. I am quite famished too.", she released her grip, ascended and brought her arms to her bosom to cross them. Y/N began to violently cough and gag as proper air flow returned to her lungs. After several minutes of constant heaving, she finally managed to collect herself. "Come.", Alcina ordered as she turned on the balls of her feet and waltzed to the bath. Y/N submitted, too exhausted to resist any longer. She barely could stand but managed, she approached Alcina with her eyes fixed on her every move. " My little one lacks control. Just as I would suspect with her age. If she doesn't stop stabbing you, you'll die. And I really have grown addicted to your flavor as well. I really would hate for you to bleed out one day because of her reckless actions.", she expressed with a sigh of annoyance. Suddenly, a knock interrupted her rambling, " Lady Dimitrescu,", it was the blonde vampire. Alcina let out another sigh in annoyance. "Yes?", she responded with a disinterested tone, as she crossed her arms a little more snug. Revealing a distracting amount of cleavage being pressed together. " Is Y/N in there?", she sniffed loudly as she strived to rattle the door knob open. " Yes, but I require her. I will discuss with you later some important matters. For the mean time, please do not disturb me and I'll return to you soon.", Alcina said sternly as her fingers drummed the top of her arms impatiently. "Yes, Lady Dimitrescu. ", the blonde vampire responded with pure disappointment in her tone.

"Now, where were we? Oh, yes. I've decided you will become my little feeding pet. My daughters do not know how to handle food without killing it. So you are now only mine. Clear?", she lowered herself and grabbed Y/N by the face. Turning her face side to side to examine the condition she was in. Y/N nodded to the best of her abilities, and quickly, Alcina released her. "Good. I'm glad you are willing. I want you to undress now." Embarassment flooded Y/N's mind, her cheeks buzzing with warmth. Why would she even demand that? " I intend on drinking the blood thats already spilling out of you. But I won't drink it while its been dragged around by a rusty sickle and pressed against the dirty floor.", her refined side was definitely exposed. She was different from her daughters, she wanted her meals much more virtuous. " Oh, now, now. I will even join you. They say when two are bathing they are equals.", she added as she disrobed herself. Gently she slide the robe off her shoulders and down her large breasts, as the robe began to flutter down to the marble. Her naked body exposed, and remarkable. Her large breasts sitting perky, her puffy areolas a light grey, and her waist down was incredibly curvy. Absolutely, a full figured silhouette. She dipped her feet in and followed by submerging her body into the bathwater. She let out a sound of relaxation as she smirked and beckoned Y/N. "Come, now."

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To be continued...

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scary/anger issues Will Solace

[[scary/anger issues will solace headcanon]]

after the war, will was this close to going mad. 

out of 40 campers, only 13 were able to walk by the end of it. like holy shit, thats bad. and there were only like 3 apollo campers, will being the only really good healer outta them

even dionysus flinched from the aura he radiated when he came to him to ask for chiron. he eventually got better, because, well, when youre a child of apollo its much harder to get disorders and illnesses and stuff

so after the war, he became really guarded, and was s c a r y . like, camp loved him and he had friends and stuff, but damn, he was so scary when he was angry. and he had anger issues- which became really severe.

when a camper decided to block the infirmary doors as a joke, locking the patients inside and will outside? he used the kid- who was a few years older than him- as a freakin punching bag. 

when someone blamed him for a camper’s death while crying their eyes out? yeah, a few campers had to intervene.

when everyone forgets about him because ‘we need to find percy,’ and one camper accused him of not being as concerned as the rest of them? hed literally exploded, even annabeth had been wary of him.

though he eventually learnt to control it, and started being more friendly.

so like, by the time annabeth destroyed michael’s chariot, he was mad, though by then he was getting better at controlling it

by the time gaia’s defeated, he’s finally become much more friendly, and is so much better than he was right after the war

so nico only really met him when he was okay and nice and always happy. but imagine when nico got adjusted at camp, theres a heated discussion comes at a meeting and a camper accidentally implies that the apollo cabin is useless. and wills eyes darken and suddenly everything about him seems so much more scarier, and nicos like ‘oh hes mad, tho he has a point’ and thinks its not that big of a deal but then realise other campers glancing at him, even chiron seeming slightly nervous and almost immediately ushering the camper out. 

so later he asks annabeth, “whyd you all seem so wary of will? like, hes always chill”

and she replies, “actually, thats just now. right after the titan war, he was... a lot worse. he almost killed a camper once, in fact.”

and nicos like hOLD UP- while annabeth just l e a v e s as if she didnt say something which completely shookeths nico 

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more cuddle headcanons

everyone really liked the cuddle hcs for the main three bucket boys, (which is right here!!), and i wanted to try out some characters that i would like to write for in the future. this post is all star wars characters, i’ll make a different post later on with the pascal characters !!

also, the phasma fic is taking A Bit Longer because it’s going to be a pretty big fic (it’s currently at 5.1 k and i still have a lot to work on). school also just started, so please bear with me!! i will have it up as soon as possible, in the meantime, i’ll post some smaller projects like this!! enjoy!!

warnings: cursing, some mentions of sexual content

w/c: about 2.1k

cobb vanth

i honestly think an argument can be made that cobb vanth is one of the most partner-material guys in the galaxy far far away. he’s very personable, he’s overall pretty warm - he’s an expert in affectionate, sweet shit. he’s always bringing up cuddling together or curling up in the corner of the cantina of Mos Pelgo, you’re not gonna have to strong arm him for love at all!

i think cobb likes to lay on you - like he’ll lay his head on your tummy or in your lap. play with his hair, scratch his head, maybe sing your marshal a little song !! i dont see him falling asleep, but if YOU’RE tired, he’ll absolutely do the same thing for you - you can lay on him, and he’ll sing  little tune and you can drift off to sleep.

little spoon, don’t EVEN try to argue, this man is the little spoon, please hold him, wrap your arms around him, he loves it !! he’ll lay his head on your chest, or lean his head back to give you little kisses and wink at you. 

very fine with pda, actually speaking of kisses, will steal them all DAY long. you’re trying to work on the speeder bike that’s been busted for months?? cobb is gonna be hanging around your work station, waitin for the perfect moment to give you a little peck on the cheek. (). i dont even think he’s a like “cuddly partner,” i think he’s just super friendly, and if he’s in a relationship, he’s gonna want to be hanging around you and getting a bunch of affection. and AGAIN no toxic masculinity here - there’s no shame or like embarrassment when you want to hold hands or kiss in public, like he’s all for it!

okay i- this is not necessarily sexual, but okay hear me out. i live somewhere super hot, and the best way to be is inside, in the dark, fan on high and as little clothes as possible. so i think for somewhere like mos pelgo, if he’s got some down time at home, he’s absolutely stripping down to as few layers as possible (if at all). so you know, dont be surprised if you’re hanging out at his place, and he walks around in like his (underwear), it’s just really hot and he has to wear a lot of layers, he’s sweating 

bo katan kryze

fuck you, i like bo

this will be a short section just because she is not very cuddly at all, and in general, is pretty cold and icy. i don’t know if she doesn’t like affection and pda if she’s just not interested, or if she’s extremely defensive and really wants to push that she’s a stone cold badass and has no weaknesses. 

if you manage to get bo to sort of slow down and relax, and she is in a relationship with you, she’ll show affection in like acts and services, specifically when it comes to your safety. like she’ll run extra patrols and will do everything in her power to make sure you are never in danger. the most cuddly she gets is when you sleep next to her every night, and even then you both have like Your Own Space when sleeping. listen, there’s probably a lot of depth in bo katan, and how much she’s lost (a lot of it sort of her own fault), and how much she wants to regain and take back, and the lengths she is willing to go to, and like listen we all have weak moments, like obviously she’s gonna wanna have your head in her lap SOMETIMES. but she’s also a top and SHe’s BuSY so you know.

koska reeves & axe wolves

i’m combining these two here in one section, wow

FUCK YOU, I LIKE AXE. out of all three of the like Mandalore mandalorians, i think he’s the most like affectionate. i think once you win him over, and show you’re not gonna ghost him or like idk try to kill him, i think he’s pretty casual. you can lay on him, and he’s cool with laying on you. he’s not really embarrassed with pda - he’s not like Against it completely, but he likes a quick kiss here and there. very sweet boy, very kind and gentle, he will flirt with you even after you get together, like its a constant stream of like cheesy pick up lines and one liners, he’s very dorky. just a dumb nerd, why are y’all so MEAN to him smh embarrassing

koska…,..,.,..,.., what a WOMAN. i think she’s like halfway between axe and bo in terms of affection in a relationship. like i think you have to build up a lot of trust, and establish a like respect between the two of you, but like she has no problem with letting you lounge around and curl up with her. i also think she’s gonna be protective, but honestly that’s a mando thing. they care about the people who care about them. i don;t think she gives a single fuck, so if you want to makeout in public, or even just want to hold her hand because your nervous, she absolutely wil let you like she does not seem the kind to like deny/reject you, you know? anyways i am in love with koska, sasha banks i am free every day i love u queen we stan

fennec shand

the one the ONLY. the most exciting thing about fennec is that she literally doesn’t give a fuck, so pda?? yeah, if you like fennec’s hand on your waist and her tongue down your throat and don’t mind other people around, shes super down with giving you some love in public. that’s not to saw she’s down with like fucking in public or in front of people, shes just not ashamed of her relationship and cares more about you than what other people think of you two. 

big spoon!! lay in her arms, let her cradle you and take care of you!! i think she also really enjoys you laying your head in her lap (i have another drabble about this here) but that way she can trace your face, or play with your hair if you like your hair played with, or even just kiss your nose.

you two normally lounge around in boba’s palace. there’s some sofas and lounge areas in the throne room that you two curl up on, but there’s a balcony on one of the upper levels that’s your favorite spot. you can lay next to her and enjoy her affections while the stars slowly drag themselves into the night sky. you’re away from prying eyes, and you can discuss your future with her and where you both might travel tom if you can sneak away for a few days. she’ll tell you all of the gossip of the crime world and all of the people boba and her have to sort through to establish the new king of the underbelly of the galaxy. its your and hers spot!! just a place to vibe and cuddle in peace. 

fennec doesn’t really sleep. she’s a mapper, rather than her like conking out for nine hours at a time. she doesn’t mind if you like sleep, you can sleep on her anytime !! lay your head on her shoulder, or on her chest — she‘ll keep you safe while you drift off to sleep. 

maul

maul is pretty grumpy, i have a cuddly drabble with him you can read here, but for the most part i think maul is the standard grumpy guy who doesn’t mind curling up with his s/o when they want to !! there are gonna be times where he’s not interested in touch or physical contact — maul has days that he needs space and time, whether he’s processing and meditating on past events, or if he’s just in need of maul-time. the best thing to do in those days is wait for him to sort of open the proverbial door to let you back in, or to wait until he crawls into your lap or into your bed to rest. 

he normally won’t refuse affections, but i the mornings he wakes up and all he can think about is your skin against his, or how sweet your eyes are, he’s not letting you do ANYTHINg. he wants your head on his CHEST he wants you in his ARM you are CUDDLING RIGHT NOW

i don’t really see maul being a little spoon (yes i do, i’m pretty tall so everyone is a little spoon if you’re under 5’11) BUT i think maul likes to hold you against his chest, and to wrap his arms around you. theres a protective element too. everything has been taken from maul, and he likes knowing your safe in his arms. if u DO catch his being a little spoon, he’s gonna be grumpy and very snickety with you. 

i don’t know how much you’’ be going out and about with maul, but pda just from a safety perspective is gonna be a soft know. if you’re in public with him, he’ll always be around you — maybe his hand will rest on your lower back or shoulder, or maybe a few of his fingers will curl around yours. just don’t expect to be making out in public, your relationship is taken very seriously by maul, and he’ll want to be careful and err on the side of caution.

maul likes it when you kiss him. he likes it when you pepper kisses all over his cheeks and along his jaw, he likes when you trace his marks and tattoos and place little kisses on his chest. something sweet and warm blooms in his chest when you reach over to pull his hand over so you can kiss his knuckles. its a gentle affection that no one has ever wanted to give maul. he sort of gives you the cold shoulder after the first few kisses, but he quickly is addicted with the unconditional love and attention and affection you give him. 

obi wan

okay here me out, so jedis are not allowed like attachments, so i don’t thing like Legally Officially you can cuddle with obi wan oh no sad BUT. that is not to say, if maybe, idk, there’s only one seat left on the star destroyer home, or only one BED while you too are on a very important jedi MISSION, well i mean. it’s not obi wan’s fault if you two end up cursing up, right? i mean, it is a little chilly on this planet, so it’s smart to stay together. for warmth. 

you’re gonna end up with your legs tangled, your arms around his neck, your hands tangled in his mullet — hes warmer than you expected, he radiates heat. maybe it’s how strong he is in the force, or if he’s just a warm body (or even if beneath the cool exterior, his blood runs hot) but you won’t need a ton of blankets if you have him. 

big spoon, a lot of like Vanilla Top energy from him. like i think if you do end up spooning or fucking, it’s gonna be simple. kenobi’s knowledge of sex and relationships is going to be very limited, and his experience is gonna be pretty limited as well. he knows the like most Basic position, the most Basic way to get you both off. if you continue with your relationship and trust each other more, and you can teach him a few tricks, he’ll warm up to the idea of you being a big spoon and maybe even topping.

obviously no pda, but when you’re around him, his sort of Presence makes itself more known to you, like you Feel him more than you would other people, even if he’s a few rooms away, you Know he’s near by you. it’s nothing sharp or crazy explicit in terms of like I FEEL HIS AURA AND SHIT like it’s just something gentleman reassuring and it’s all Him. little moments with him — meeting his eye across the room, your hands bumping into his, his hands lingering on you when he passes for just a moment longer than they should — it’s all you have with obi, and you cherish them so deeply. obi wan is gonna think about your affection long after you leave him — it’s an emotional thing for him. it’s the one point of contact and affection, and as much as you think about obi wan and your little moments, obi wan thinks about them more.

#i hope there aren'tt any mistakes #im not fixing them sjdcskdjcnskjdc #if u want to see someone else #or want a drabble #send an ask #ill work on those #next two fics im really gonna try to post are personal reasons #and then either mediator or the next max chapter #u know #whatever comes next #bo katan x reader #bo katan x you #bo katan kryze #axe woves #axe woves x reader #koska reeves #koska reeves x reader #maul x reader #darth maul x you #obi wan kenobi x reader #obi wan kenobi #star wars #cobb vanth x reader #cobb vanth x you #star wars self insert #:)

[murielisbestmountain]

How about a extreme fluffy and cuddly/possessive Muriel?💚💚 MC is just trying to vibe but Muriel just keeps pulling them into an embrace and is like, “No, pay attention to me. Give me cuddles and kisses and let me hold you-” I would just die😩🙏🏻

I was gonna let this ask go until tomorrow morning but like I can’t stop thinking of how cute it is so like...here we go!

A Better Story

Muriel x reader - gender neutral, pouty Muriel, possessiveness, snuggles, fluff, they duo are dating but havent done much but kissing so like...I guess pent up feelings too. 

There they are. 

So intense, so beautiful. 

Their eyes trained on the task at hand like they’ve been preparing for this day their whole life. Teeth gnawing on their bottom lip in anticipation, in restraint even. Lovely brow furrowed and hands fidgety as they squirm ever-so-slightly in their spot. 

It’s enough to make a man go insane. 

Which was where Muriel had been for the past several hours. Sitting in his hut watching his partner of three months focus on their book instead of snuggling him. Sure, they could read if they want to, but only after Muriel had fallen asleep in their arms. 

“(y/n),” The mountain man grumbles, eyes boring holes in the magician’s turned back. His darling doesn’t move, grunting softly instead of turning those lovely eyes towards him. 

“Yes?” 

“Take a break,” Muriel huffs, shifting on his bed a bit and staring at his partner. Their spot at the table the only place with decent lighting aside from the fireplace, which lacked a fire.

“Nah.”

“Please (y/n),” the man grumbles, blushing a bit at the burning need for a nice hug, “You’re going to get a headache or at the very least a backache from being on that stool.” Muriel had put extra effort into the hut today, his bed covered in extra plush furs and blankets and he’d made a trip to the market for things to eat in bed. The whole room ached of his efforts to be a bit more romantic and worm his way into a snuggled embrace with (y/n).

“They finally got that book they’ve been begging for,” Asra had said, “I doubt (y/n) will move once they’ve opened it.” Which probably meant that begging for snuggles was a lost cause; however, Muriel chose to believe that it meant he’d get to cuddle up to his beloved in bed all day. No moving. Only nuzzles and soft whispers to pass the time. 

But sadly it was the former. (y/n) barely moved and even refused more than a kiss hello. The denial of affection seeming to spark some sort of new energy within the muscular mountain of a man. Muriel isn’t a monster, he understands consent, but when (y/n) wont even look at him theres a sort of stinging pain lingering in his gut. 

“Put the book down,” Muriel growls, walking over and hovering over (y/n)’s shoulder. Not reading their book, but reading their face instead. “I need you to kiss me or I’ll die.” Normally the mountain man would never use such statements, but desperate times call for absolutely insane measures. 

“I’m at a good part though,” (y/n) huffs, turning the page and scowling slightly. The aura radiating from the bear of a man turns oddly strict, his hands batting at the magician’s shoulders with the gentleness of a butterfly. 

“Put it down,” Muriel commands, his hands aching to squeeze (y/n)’s hips just so he can hear them squeak. 

“Muri please,” (y/n) sighs, burying their face further into the book and pointedly turning away from Muriel. A dissatisfied grunt leaves Muriel’s lips, his form plopping down onto the floor by (y/n)’s side as he glares at them through the book. 

“What’s that thing even about?” if he can’t get their attention with begging then at least he can understand what’s so great about this thing. 

“Oh! It’s about a knight’s journey to find his kidnapped lover,” (y/n) explains, looking over the edge of the cover at Muriel, “Each book is about one of the many places he has to go in order to find clues about his lost love.” Their beautiful voice begins rambling about the other books, describing the dungeons and perils surrounding the knight and his quest. 

“Hm,” Muriel grumbles, “Seems like a lot of work for someone who’s only there for the first two chapters.” 

“Yeah,” (y/n) admits, saving their spot and flipping the pages to reveal an illustration, “I read it for the knight.” As mentioned, a knight stands heroically beside a dark steed. Armor shining and helmet off to reveal his handsome face. Rugged, serious, intimidating, his dark hair and green eyes painstakingly drawn to be perfectly charming yet inviting. 

“You’re...Reading a book about a hero...” Muriel huffs, wondering how on earth he’s getting shown up by a piece of paper. Before he can finish his thought, however, Muriel is interrupted by (y/n)’s flustered explanation. 

“I guess you could say I’ve got a fictional character crush.” 

The male shifts, unnoticed by his partner as he moves to stand behind them. His face hovering over their shoulder. He will do whatever it takes to get this silly little magician to pay attention to him.

“He’s just so handsome, yknow? Inside and out.” 

Muriel leans in, placing his hands on either side of (y/n)’s hips as he drags his lips along their neck. Normally such an action would cause him to shake nervously, but the hunger for snuggles have driven the otherwise tame male insane. 

“So compassionate and sweet! He’s got this wolf companion too and-” 

Teeth sink softly into (y/n)’s skin as Muriel bites down gently onto their shoulder. A surprised gasp leaves the magician’s lips, their hands shaking a bit in surprise.

“Muriel!!” That’s better, the mountain man grins proudly at the sound of his name. The grin is short-lived however as (y/n) finishes their exclamation, “You could’ve made me drop my book!!” Mission failed, we’ll get em next time.

“That’s it,” Muriel groans, taking the book from (y/n)’s hands and standing up straight, “No more book. You’ve had enough for today.” 

“But I have to know what happens next!” (y/n) begs, staring up at their boyfriend with a pout on their lips. However, before they can protest further, Muriel sweeps the magician off the rickety stool, effortlessly tossing them onto the bed. 

“No.” 

“Muriel I gotta knowww!!” 

“Know later,” Muriel huffs, climbing into bed and pinning his lover down, “Now is the time for me. Me time.” The young magician blushes, unused to being pinned down by Muriel. But it’s hard to say whether or not the aching feeling pooling in their lower belly is from nervousness or excitement at this new authoritative Muriel.

“M-Muri...” (y/n)’s lips part in a soft gasp as the large male begins nuzzling into the crook of their neck, his stubble scratching their soft skin. Their hips wiggle softly, trying to soothe the new excitement brewing between their legs. 

“That’s better,” Muriel grins, shifting to lay on his side with (y/n) facing him, “Please. Kisses and hugs.” Muriel presses the palm of (y/n)’s hand to his cheek, rubbing his scarred skin against them. 

“Muriel...” 

“Cuddles. at least.” 

“...Fine,” (y/n) chuckles, slinging one leg over Muriel’s hip and pressing a tender kiss to the male’s lips. Muriel hums in delight, face flushing happily as he crushes the smaller person to his chest. Several more pleased sounds escape the male as (y/n) peppers more and more kisses across his now damp lips. Pulling away, the duo take a moment to catch their breath. Sitting up, Muriel looks over at his lover apologetically. 

“I can get your book for you, if you want.” A strange sense of disappointment sinks into (y/n)’s chest at the absence of the dominant Muriel. 

“Yknow,” They hum, laying back and fiddling with their shirt, “I think I’ll just lay here and dream of Matthias, Knight of the South. Maybe I’ll have fun who-EEK!” Muriel, in a matter of moments, pounces on top of his dearest, nipping at their neck and shoulders with posessive excitement. 

“Don’t you dare~” Muriel purrs, listening to the flustered squeaks of his darling as he leaves tender love bites all over their neck.

“O-Oh?? Why not?” (y/n) squeals, feeling the large man’s hands knead their sides, “I’m ready. Who else is going to rock my world?” Muriel pulls back, a burning gleam in his eyes as he stares down at his (y/n). 

“I was planning on it, dear. Cuddling is step one. Lets not rush~” 

#The arcana x reader #arcana x reader #muriel x reader #muriel arcana

[punkcherries]

its 4 am i have no impulse control i finished writing the very bad blurb thing its ryan+min and its not good but im posting it under the cut here anyway <3 <3 (uh theres mentions/allusions toward underage drinking and also self harm and also internalized homophobia but its not like gnarly ok ok tfrtwser??????)

Min slipped his arm around Ryan’s shoulders, his hand brushing Ryan’s neck, before pulling him close for the photo. It was only a brief moment, but the afterimage of Min’s skin on his made Ryan’s hair stand on end, and his face flush. Not like the fuzz in his face from drinking when he really shouldn’t, or the warmth in his cheeks while flirting with a girl, it ran across from ear to ear, radiating heat. ‘This is wrong,’ he thought to himself, ‘This can’t keep happening.’ The click of the camera barely registered to him, the world was just noise. Just as quickly as it happened, Min was pulled away by someone at the party calling for his attention, snapping Ryan back to Earth. He placed his hand to the back of his neck, the bare air felt like ice in place of Min’s jacket. He turned his eyes back over to Min.

“Ah, uh, thank you...!” Min called back to whoever with a sheepish chuckle, and Ryan’s face turned almostly morosely soft. His heart thumped harder, and harder, he could feel it in his head, and he felt fit to burst, until, “Ryan? You okay?” Min’s voice broke through the dead air of the dance music, and Ryan looked like a deer in headlights.

“Uhh I….” Ryan spoke hesitantly, what he’d wanted to say all night and for who knows how long before bubbling up in his chest. He looked Min in the face only for a moment, and his throat suddenly felt strangled, “I just…. Uhh….” Ryan glanced around the room for a moment, before taking in a breath, “I…. kinda feel like…. I’m, uh, forgetting something important….” He made something up.

“Uhhh…. Oh, did you remember to put your guitar back in the van after the show?” Min gestured to the backstage door off to his right. Ryan snapped his fingers, “Y’know, I…. don’t remember! Better go check,” Ryan forced a laugh, slipping past Min, “Make sure no one’s touchin’ the goods. Be right back!” Ryan pushed his way past the other partygoers and backstage as quickly as he could, leaning against the door behind him and letting out a disgruntled groan. “What is wrong with you?” He whispered to himself, pausing a moment before standing back up straight. To his surprise, there, still backstage, was in fact his guitar, or at least the case. His brows furrowed, of course he really forgot that. Such an empty headed move. Ryan went and checked the case for all his things. Guitar, picks, strings, everything was where it was supposed to be, so he zipped it up and carried it out the back door to the tour van.

Walking round the side, he brushed his hand against the uneven surface, covered in slightly chipped paint from the Chicken Choice Judy mural he and Min painted on it about a year or so ago, before getting to the back doors. His mind raced as he placed his case in the back of the van, ‘You shouldn’t say anything to him. You have something good now, you can’t ruin it,’ Ryan studied the stickers on his guitar case, the razor blade in particular stuck out in his mind, and a quiet wave of a dull, stinging phantom pain washed over his thighs, ‘Not again.’ He shook his head a moment, before sighing deeply, and closing the van doors. Turning to leave, he let out a startled yelp, seeing a figure standing behind him.

“Woah, woah, it’s just me!” 

It was Min.

“Dude, don’t sneak up on me like that...!” Ryan scrambled to play it off cool, but Min gave him a puzzled look. 

“I... called your name, like, twice.”

“Oh….”

Ryan cleared his throat, and smiled nervously, “Sorry, guess I just got a little, uh….” He glanced at the van for a second, “...Lost in thought.”

“Yeah, are you…. Sure you’re okay?” Ryan could hear Min’s voice starting to go soft, the kind of soft it gets when he’s worried, and his heart rose up to the end of his throat. Ryan forced a smile and gave a dismissive gesture,

“Yeah, of course! Just got hit with lots of ehh, song ideas and, y’know how I think at, like, a thousand miles a minute, I probably just didn’t notice!” He chuckled, slipping past Min again, barely looking him in the face at all, “Nothin’ to worry about!”

“Ryan,” Min’s voice stopped Ryan in his tracks. It wasn’t upset, or angry, just…. Worried, and…. Disappointed? Regardless, it dropped Ryan’s heart like an anvil from his throat to the pit of his stomach. “You know you can talk to me,” Min placed a hand on Ryan’s shoulder, “I won’t tell anyone if you don’t want me to, I just want to be there for you.” His voice was so tender. Ryan turned only slightly, just to look at Min, whose concerned expression turned to a gentle, reassuring smile at seeing his face.

Ryan looked away, folding his arms just a bit, and Min’s hand brushed down Ryan’s shoulder to his back, slowly at first. It felt almost as if it pulled Ryan’s breath in, and Ryan closed his eyes. In that same motion, as Min’s hand pressed against Ryan’s back, travelling back up, it pulled the words right out from his lips.

“Min-Gi, I’m in love with you.”

The silence that set in deafened Ryan, his vital organs felt as though they’d been filled and bruised with boulders, and his head burned a dizzying burn, as if the fire and brimstone of Hell were trying to crawl out of his body for the unholy thing he’d just said. He opened his eyes, to see Min, red faced and shocked, and he clenched the leather of his jacket sleeves tightly in hand. The choking feeling in his throat came back, and he couldn’t bear to look at Min, “I….” His shaky voice barely scraped above a whisper, “I’m sorry, I…. I know it’s crazy, but…. Just…. I….” He started to trail off as the heat in his face brought out tears in his eyes, when Min’s hand suddenly pressed against Ryan’s back, pulling him into an embrace. 

Ryan’s eyes were wide, as Min held him close with one arm, and the other stroked the back of his head, fingers combing through his hair, Min’s breath shooting down his neck and his ear as Min whispered in a voice only for him, “I love you, too, Ryan.”

Time stopped. Ryan’s tense body softened, and he wrapped his arms around Min’s waist, burying his face against the crook of his neck. For what felt like an eternity and yet not long enough, they held each other there in the parking lot of a dingy local live venue, just a few minutes out from Min’s college campus, although it felt like anything but. Until Ryan sniffled, and Min pulled away in concern. “Ryan, are you…?” The salty burn of tears bore into Ryan’s cheeks, but there was a smile on his face, and Min smiled back, wiping Ryan’s cheek with his thumb, “Geez, you had me worried there.” They both snickered, “Sorry, sorry….” Ryan’s voice was still a little weak as he sniffled again, and wiped his eyes with the heels of his palms, groaning. 

There was a beat of silence, before Ryan spoke up again, “You…. Really mean that.… Yeah?” He only realized how silly a question it sounded after he said it.

“Yeah, of course, why wouldn’t I…?”

“I…. Dunno…. I guess I was just…. Nervous…?” Ryan shrugged, his voice trailing off a bit, “I dunno.”

“What’d you think was gonna happen?” Min’s face turned from humored to concerned.

“I…. I guess, I was worried that you’d…. Not…. Wanna be around me anymore, if I told you, I mean. So….”

Min paused a moment, before smiling again, “Ryan, you’d be my best friend before anything else, even if I didn’t feel the same. When I said you’re stuck with me, I meant it.” He laughed, and Ryan did, too.

“You said that, like, what? 2-ish years ago?”

“And I’ve been with you ever since, haven’t I?”

“Fair point!” Ryan chuckled and sighed. He fell against Min’s chest again, snaking his arms up and around his neck. “I’m glad.”

Min’s face turned soft, and he pressed his face into Ryan’s hair, stroking his back with one hand, swaying ever so slightly together. It didn’t take long before Min mindlessly pressed a kiss against Ryan’s head, and Ryan looked up at him with a surprised smile. Min looked slightly confused for a brief moment before fully processing what he’d just done and getting flustered, “Ah, sorry, was…. That too forward?” Ryan didn’t reply, not with words, he just cupped Min’s face in one of his hands, closed his eyes, and gently pressed his lips to Min’s. It was only a brief moment, but the sensation of Ryan’s lips on his burned into Min, who smiled and laughed nervously. “Too forward?” Ryan teased, and they both chuckled.

Suddenly, the sound of the back door to the venue caused the pair to part in a panic. “Oh, there you guys are. What’re you doin out here? Party’s not over yet!” A woman in orange flannel called out to them, and they looked at each other a moment. Ryan gave a disinterested shrug, and Min nodded. “I…. think we’re gonna have to head out early. Long day and stuff. Sorry!” Min called back to the woman, and she shrugged, “Suit yourself.” before going back inside. Ryan shuffled around in his pocket for a moment, before pulling out the keys to the van, smiling at Min, and eagerly hopping round to the driver’s side of the car. Min paused, and touched his lips with his fingers a moment, before getting a goofy grin and following suit to the passenger side.

Ryan started the engine as Min closed his door, and after shifting into gear, Ryan’s hand slid from the stick to Min’s hand, which rest on the compartment between their seats, and gave it a squeeze. Min tried to fight the silly look on his face, “Both hands on the wheel, uh…. dork.” 

Ryan laughed, “You totally wanted to call me something else, didn’t you?” Min stammered over his words, much to Ryan’s amusement, “It’s okay, you can call me “babe” if you wanna.” he teased and winked, and Min covered his face with his hand as it heated up. “Cute!” Ryan chuckled again, “Shut up and drive!” Min groaned, barely concealing his own laughter, “Alright, alright! No need to be pushy!” Ryan joked, before pulling out of the lot, and driving off.

#cherryz txt #infinity train #i literally wrote this in one go and im not a writer pls dont come for me </3 im just fuckging vibing #tryna put my ideas into some tangible form.............. #id draw it but taking on comics is a PAINNN..... #speakign of this is a ryan confession but its not the same as the ryan confession comic i was working on.... #which idk if ill finish at this point LMFAO................ sad! oh well gjfhdgjk #i should actually draw smth now idk why im actin bananaz rn #delete later maybe

[undercover-junkie]

James x Azul: Why?

Warning: Strong armed opinions with necessary reading under the cut. You have been warned.

James Morgan Biography

I’ve always been a fan of FC x Canon rather than Canon x Canon, but James x Azul is a very different couple in that I can actually feel the love radiating off of them. I can just be insane though, that's also a possibility.

I’ll explain why, but I’ll say I’m terrible of explaining things without going into details and I despise adding examples unless I feel they are crucial (it breaks flow imo). Especially when there's a ready made source material I'm sure most people read or have easy access to read it.

    1.) They are inconjunct personalities with similar circumstances and potential for growth. James and Azul both grew up without their bio-father, the only difference is Azul got a step-dad while James didn’t, and James is jealous Azul at least has one, without understanding deeply Azul’s own feelings towards his step father or any other complexity. Azul meanwhile is jealous that James didn’t have to be marred by such complexities, he didn’t live with his bio-parents and have to listen to their arguing every day before their divorce. I have read @mia-pon289‘s post of how they envision Azul’s family life and I agree with many of their points. There’s a lot of resentfulness towards his mom, but he is clinging to the bio parent he has left, so he’s playing nice with the step-parent in fear his mother might "discard" him like she did with father too.

    Azul doesn’t like the complexities and would rather not suffer at all, so he views James’ complaining as being ungrateful. "You...you dodged a bullet, James."

    Both also have motherly issues, though you could argue for Azul it’s worse. James mother at least took care of him semi-personally, practically despite it being harshly critical. It was more of a boss-secretary (Captain-Cabinboy/First Mate) dynamic. Azul’s mother was more self-absorbed, passionate but distant. She could buy him things, yes, but what about personal relations? Emotional feeding? She didn’t truly act like a mother towards him but more of a benefactor. She never reigned him in for bad behavior as you can tell by his episodes, and not because I think she didn’t care but because she doesn’t intrude on Azul’s private life. She’s too distant, and self-absorbed in her own life; she was and is building and retaining her "empire" of a restaurant. Azul is fascinated by James closeness to his mother and thanks James mom for “breaking him in” to dynamics like this: James understands Octavinelle dynamics right off the bat and can do many things a secretary does. Azul doesn't have to really "train him" like he's done with the Leeches. In fact, Azul could leave the Lounge in James hands without having him run off in the middle of working (Floyd) or dealing with lack of wisdom that experience gives a person (Jade).      Theres also envy too on James side. James envies how Azul’s mom isn’t critical of Azul, and spoiling of him because James himself was treated like an extension of his mom in comparison...emotionally that is, especially that is. James is a complex character in his own right so going into details with his mom is not going to happen now (its messed up in its own way--ever had your mom treat you coldly while you were bent over in pain from a crocodile merfolk bite?), but, the point is: mommy AND daddy issues that they can relate to in a literal sense, but have dealt with these issues in seemingly different ways.

    James and Azul are BOTH introverted inside, but extroverts outside. You can say Jamil and Azul are too but the similarities are perhaps too much in their case: they’d hate eachother eventually if they got together, and with Idia, it’s too friendly--Azul and he would never grow as people and become co-dependent on eachother instead. I believe Azul would genuinely want growth in his relationship because he likes challenges--at least ones where he can end up on top. That changes overtime however, because James is charming and smart about one-upping him. For James and Azul's introverted selves? Azul is less judgemental, James moreso, Azul is more intuitive, James less so, Azul is less rational, James is more, you get the picture. They just click.     Outwardly its the same but opposite, making them not opposites in totality, but complimentary with common ground to meet eachother halfway. Think of a bridge pre-made on opposite sides over a river, but with effort being worked into to meet in the middle it doesn't take long for a connection to be established, the bridge to be built to completion; that's James and Azul. They can compliment as well as bounce off of eachother brilliantly without major conflict destroying the relationship in totality or create a case of "couple limping along together in uncomfortable silence" (dead marriage). James can handle the more humane, Azul those less so. James can let Azul become more in touch with emotions in an even pace and give him the needed practically to put him back on earth while Azul can help James be more logical but passionate as well. James can bring out Azul’s aggressive nature to benefit himself and those around him instead of destroying himself and others, while Azul vice-versa with James pacifistic nature. They can learn so much from eachother.

    2.) Mom and Dad to the Tweels: I’m sorry but if you want to be with Azul you need the twins approval AND respect first. Thankfully, James got both in spades as soon as he introduced himself to them in their first yr. Floyd got attached to him pretty easily because James took Floyd’s wacky nature in stride and proved he can dish it out as well if push came to shove--in fact even MORE than the twins themselves; example being that airhorn incident and punching Jamil (they sensed James can do worse, and they were right). Like with Azul, the twins would NEVER act so out-of-line if they sensed James would seriously retaliate, but unlike Azul, James WILL tease what he can do if they try and mess with him, and WILL go through with it if such provocations continue. Jade followed soon after as he saw how attached Floyd became and Azul’s growing feelings, though he was wearier; his fears were put to rest after seeing James WILL put Azul first before anyone else in episode 4, and can back himself out of whatever situation he put himself in without needing to rely on others (except maybe Azul--which is perfect in Azul’s eyes: Loyalty and dependability only for him is what Azul would want in a mate, and he’d reciprocate the best he can in return. The twins are seen as extensions of Azul in James mind so the twins count in James mind of being loyal to Azul). James acts parental in a way the twins approve of without straying from the friendship dynamic already established: in which their strangeness was accepted but James can and will “play” like an eel with them. He can rein them in and make it look fun, that's the key. James is the strict "mom" to Azul’s stern dad. The pessimist to Azul’s optimist. James will be the "wife" making dinner while Azul is reading the goddamn newspaper on the seat at the table, and the twins are the children playing outside. Both hold authority over the twins, with Jade preferring Azul and Floyd preferring James.

3.) They actually have an established relationship and the feelings they have for eachother are mutual. James and Azul run Octavinelle together despite what you think, they just handle different but interconnected sections. Azul has the Restaurant, James has the Tutoring Center, and together they present the Stage for the Weekend shows. See? They can do teamwork together. They become more interconnected overtime, both people and establishments. Azul and James "canonly" can say they are friends, theres no denying like with Jamil or vagueness like Idia in regards to Azul's relationship with either of them; James will say they are friends publicly and privately. Azul? Yes, though it felt like a foreign word on his tongue surprisingly enough, because here...he actually means it and it's RECIPROCAL (He's happy someone actually considers him a friend and vice-versa). And its no different when they stumble into a relationship, James admitted he likes Azul romantically and sexually, and Azul is HUGELY reciprocating after episode 4 (He was waiting and trying to tease James to admit first before revealing anything about his feelings: that bastard). The only issues they really have getting together are maturity and external factors. It's their first relationship and they are surrounded by so many options for eachother--as well as obviously being teenagers, so its understandable. Not to say those other two relationships I mentioned can't work, but it will require a lot more effort if you want to develop them into something resembling canon and/or "healthy". And honestly...I don't think that's anyone's intention, nor is that wrong since at the end of the day if it makes you happy, go for it. You don't need to prove anything to anyone. Making MY ship and character as close to canonly possible though...that's MY intention (there villain's I can only make it so "healthy"). So here's the journal speaking for me.

4.) I just want my child and my favorite character to have a loving relationship so why not with eachother?

*Extra Thoughts I felt I couldn't put into either either of my above points: I did speak a bit on why Azul could and would see James as "mate" material; he's proven that he's loyal, intelligent, honest, hardworking, capable, etc (plus he's adorable just look at him) but why would James like Azul? Honestly I think its for the exact same reasons why Azul likes James...almost. James likes older, experienced people so he can gain wisdom from, plus chilling with Azul means he doesn't have to put in as much effort to sustain himself...like the Leech twins relationship with Azul honestly. He admitted he would never want to be Dorm Head because its taxing. At least with the Tutoring Center he is doing it for a goal to reach...freeing his mother with a bail-bond.

@Merukyuriaru

#NightysFCs #Azul Ashengrotto #Floyd Leech #Jade Leech #Azul TWST #Floyd TWST #Jade TWST #TWST #Twisted Wonderland

[ferie-anon]

Hi there! Could you please give me a short interpretation of my placements? Sag sun, Cap moon&venus, Aries rising, Libra mars, and Scorpio mercury. thank you!!♥️

Sag sun with capricorn moon, aries rising, scorpio mercury... you may have a dry or sarcastic humor at times, dank humor and dark humor mixture. Your aries rising prompts you to be quite upfront, its not in a dramatic way but you tend to be quite direct about a lot of things. Whether your emotions or mood for the day, or thoughts about something you tend to just say it.  (You are down to earth with your earth placements tho -> cap placements, and libra mars allows you to be more lenient and easygoing) You could have a rlly strong need and easily be independent, wanting to do things by yourself suggested with your overall chart. With your sag sun and aries rising, indeed you may be more passionate and vocal of your individual opinions, you may be impulsive at times but your capricorn moon keeps a cool check and despite the amount of flare you radiate, theres a composed calculating thinking within (capricorn moon & scorpio mercury).

You like to be productive on your own time, doing things your way or independently is usually so its easier for you to work things out for yourself rather than involve more than one mindset and method, tho you do appreciate their help.

Maybe calculating is a bit much of a word for it but for sure with your scorpio mercury you are good at finding things out from your good gut feeling and reading someone’s emotion or intention out. Snarky, savage at comebacks from your scorpio mercury, but with your entire placements listed, it comes our as witty banter with friends etc. Especially with your libra mars, you are level-headed and don’t opt for arguments, but your other placements can easily take down someone in an argument when u decide to fight lol. Cap moon with scorpio mercury is the ultimate cutting-edge remarks and comebacks in action. (Lovable roasting or joke around with close friends and loved ones)

I almost forgot about your capricorn venus, yea you may not be quite chummy with your affection towards friends, but you certainly let your friends know that you care and love them for who they are, like words of roasting jk or inside jokes. Your friends and close ones know you care about them from you attentive looking out for them, not necessarily in a nurturing way, like someone that pulls the tissues out of their bag to give it to their friends and stay quiet listening to them let it out. (You display affection in a quiet but watchful way or you give them advice) I think with your capricorn moon you are unmovable when u decide on something like beliefs or standing up for ur friends, especially with some fire energy in ur chart u stand up for your friends. So you do what you desire and set out for. (U and ur friends either be vibin or snickering at some inside jokes and memes, this is just my guess)

#ask #astrology #sagittarius sun #capricorn moon #aries rising #aries ascendant #libra mars #capricorn venus #venus in capricorn #scorpio mercury #mars in libra #moon in capricorn

[iwajima]

don’t hate me. (akaashi keiji x m!reader)

summary: you push your feelings down for akaashi for so long that you’ve forgotten every loving memory of him. until, he reminds you.

a/n: this is so bad bc i didn’t edit this at all and theres probably a lot of typo’s but (*´꒳`*) i felt like writing a self indulgent soft fic before sleeping

warnings: nothings really, fluff and anxiety(?)

status : unedited / 1.9k

You honestly didn’t know when your love for Akaashi bloomed in a romantic way. After all these years of being his close friend, you both shared moments that an average person would label as romantic, but to you both it was just friendship. From sleeping together cuddled in the same bed to gifting each other on special days to sunset picnics after practice. Either you two were oblivious or the world was too strict on defining what romance is.

But now you know, you love Akaashi. Seeing him be confronted by a girl with a love letter in her hand made your heart prick with jealousy. Your eyes couldn’t stop glaring at the girl, the thought of her having a chance with him bubbled anxiety that you pushed down and denied. You didn’t even notice that your face was strewn with furrows when Konoha slaps your back.

“Oi, y/n-chan what’s that look on you face?” He looks at your ridiculous expression before following your eyes, when he sees who they’re set on he puts two and two together.

Konoha whistles before snickering at you. Despite Akaashi’s faint body language of disinterest, you still believed in the possibility of him reciprocating the girl’s feelings.

“This is some entertaining shit, don’t tell me you like her–“ You roll your eyes at him, ignoring his teasing, he clearly lacked awareness of how much his words could have affected you.

When you turn around, trying to get away from the scene before you, Konoha follows suit and babbles on about other things. You didn’t blame her, Akaashi was growing into his features and that brought a lot of attention from shallow girls. You just didn’t like the idea of him sharing his love. In your little fumbled head, that meant you weren’t important enough for him to give all his love to.

You spend the day almost ignoring him, which was stupid of you considering if you were losing him you should be trying to win his attention again. But you needed some time to let your brain think.

The rest of your classmates file out as the day ends and you’re left with Akaashi, who’s on cleaning duty with you. Had you not been jealous of the girl due to the entire situation that morning, the atmosphere wouldn’t have been uncomfortable and awkward, at least for you.

“Hey, y/n I haven’t seen you all day, are you okay?” He speaks up when the last student leaves.

He approaches you, placing a hand on your shoulder. You had your head resting on your arms as your face was nuzzled into the inside of your elbow. When you don’t respond, he moves to the other side to place himself in your line of view. You had your eyes closed, but Akaashi had a suspicion that you were well awake.

“Alright then, I guess you’re going to leave me to do all the cleaning.” He laughs, gently patting your shoulder.

You felt guilty, letting him do all the work, but that kinda meant he’s stuck with you a little longer and you were fine with that. The sounds of his soft humming almost made you fall asleep. His voice was soothing, it almost made you cry. Your sudden yearning for his touch confused you, why were you suddenly crushing on Akaashi?

The constant thinking had actually made you fall asleep. The last thought made you fall asleep to a comforting feeling. You had thought of Akaashi and that was bound to make you get a good nap. Just as you were beginning to float to dream land, you were woken up by a hand stroking your hair.

“Y/n, we gotta go now, it’s getting late.” He smiled at you, you looked so peaceful sleeping.

It took you a second to realize you had fallen asleep, but the drowsiness soon left when you see Akaashi looking at you, his proximity a little closer than you thought.

“You owe me one for making me clean everything, luckily the room wasn’t as messy as it usually is.”

You both silently walk home together. Luckily, volleyball practice wasn’t on, so you were able to go home and drown in your sorrows. Your overthinking was broken by Akaashi’s voice slicing through the quiet.

“Hey, are you still sleeping over tonight? we’re still going to the city tomorrow right?” He asks, eyeing your fatigued expression.

“Oh shit– I completely forgot.” You say with wide eyes, realizing you should’ve packed for a sleepover.

“You dumbass, you can borrow my clothes remember? I got extra towels and a toothbrush too. Where has your head been? you seem off today.” He says in worry.

You brush it off, saying you didn’t have the best sleep because you were up too late. He was right, usually you weren’t this… awkward. All your manoeuvres were hesitant and your demeanour was not the usual chill guy he knew. You curse at yourself for not being able to mask your emotions.

But man it felt nice to be sleeping in Akaashi’s bed again. Everytime you inhaled, all you could smell was him. You could almost doze off from it alone, but you wanted to stay awake a little longer to bask in his company. He was curled facing you, one of his legs was resting above yours. You weren’t sure if he was asleep or not. You were face to face with him, noses a few inches away, you didn’t want to stare too long just in case he opened his eyes but you couldn’t.

Your eyes travel from his long lashes, to the tip of his cute little nose, before settling onto his smooth lips that were slightly pouting. You were so close you could kiss him, but that would be weird. Your thoughts fought with each other as it raced with scenarios that could happen.

What were you saying? You can’t keep thinking about this, Akaashi’s your friend and has been since you were in kindergarten. You didn’t even know if he liked guys. Right… if you were to tell him, he would probably call you a freak and a stalker.

The thoughts keep flooding and some hurt more than others. You turn to face the wall, letting a few drops of tears fall. You tried your best to not let out a sound but you couldn’t stop yourself from sniffling. Just as you were about to fall asleep, a voice erupts from behind you.

“Y/n are you jealous of Keiko?”

You freeze. Why would he be saying that? Did he see you stare? Or were you really that obvious? You didn’t know how to respond, you didn’t even want to move. The sound of your heart was beating so loud in your ears that it made you panic even more.

“If you’re wondering why I’m asking you, I’ve known you since we were 4.” His voice was quiet, only loud enough for you to hear, and it sent chills up your spine.

By now your eyes were wide, tears streaming down even more. You bite your lip to prevent your breathing shake. You really couldn’t come up with a response. He continues when you don’t reply.

“It’s been a year, you seriously think I wouldn’t notice?”

Akaashi knows when you gaze at him, but he never meets your eyes. He notices the hugs that were a little longer than usual. He notices your touches grow more and more frequent each time you meet whether it be a faint brush of your fingers when you pass him something or you placing a firm hand in his shoulder as you great him when you arrive to class in the morning.

A year? Had it really been a year. Were you really in love with him this entire time, did you forget or were you oblivious by your own feelings that you couldn’t see how you were acting around him? You wanted to turn and see the look on his face, it was probably disgust. You can’t tell if he’s upset or not, his speech was affected by his tiredness.

“You don’t remember do you?”

Remember?

Akaashi did feel a tinge of disappointment when he saw your lack of response. Maybe you were mad at him because he let that girl Keiko talk to him longer than needed. Maybe you were mad at him because maybe you do remember and he wasn’t showing signs of what he swore he felt. He just wanted you to talk to him.

“I know I should stop letting these girls give me love letters, but I hoped you would’ve stepped in for me and say that I'm not interested. Is that strange?”

He sighs, you haven’t moved an inch. He was hesitant, but he moved closer to you, close enough to feel the heat radiate off your body. Maybe he shouldn’t have confronted you about this, it felt like wrong timing.

“Remember that night you stole alcohol from your parents? You were pissed drunk, maybe they weren’t true words but you said…”

You felt shame creep up to you, a frown settled on your face at your failure to remember. You knew you shouldn’t have drunk most of the bottle.

“You told me that you were in love with me.”

Oh.

Maybe you did remember. You probably shoved that memory down subconsciously to prevent yourself from being embarrassed, you remember, it was a clear small chunk of memory. You also remember the amount of girls you hooked up with to prevent yourself from falling for Akaashi even more, but it obviously didn’t work, you only wanted him even more because those girls weren’t him.

“Do you… you know what nevermind. I’m sorry if you found this weird, forget I said anything–“

“Akaashi.”

You finally turn, eyes slightly red from crying. He was so pretty under the moonlight, his upturned brows and wide worried eyes made your heart skip a beat. You would be lying if you didn’t want to suffocate him in a hug right then and there.

“Tell me what you said that night.” Your voice was stern, but you could tell that you were trying to hide a cry.

“I’m sure you remember–“

“I want to hear you say it again.”

You pull yourself closer to him, eyes never leaving his as you search for something within. You cup his cheek, inching your face closer and closer. Akaashi feels his cheek heat up. Luckily, you couldn’t see his blush under the blue tones from the night.

He hesitates, but says it clearly. The words replayed in your head over and over, you have to make sure you heard it correctly and you weren’t hallucinating. Instead of heartbreak, you felt relief. It wasn’t what you expected for him to feel.

“I love you.”

You wasted no time in pressing your lips against his. And oh how it felt so good to finally be able to do so. Every single memory of your display of affection towards him flashed in your mind. You had been practically hinting at it, but you denied your feelings and called it friendliness.

If you could have a moment you could replay on a loop when you died, it would be this one. You lay almost on top of him with your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent. Your leg was placed across his thighs as your arm was resting on his chest, your hand tangled in his hair.  

This was the intimacy you craved, and so did he.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu imagine #akaashi keiji x reader #akaashi keiji imagine #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu #akaashi keiji fluff

[yandere-ac]

Hello! I really love your writing! May i request a Yam Dobie? I really love the guy. Thank you

Platonic Yandere Dobie X Reader

I hope it was okey that I made this into a familial story. Also heads up. This one gets dark, like really fucking dark. Not as dark as like Bitter Raymond levels of dark but far darker than my usual content. But with that, I hope you enjoy.

His pup

“Where are you going little one?” Oh boy, here we go again. You’re shoulders tensed up as you heard the voice of your caretaker break through the silence. You thought that you were quiet as well. “I’m just gonna go to Eriks place. No need to worry about me pop” you said as you gave him a heartfelt smile. He gave you a tired one in return. “Oh Erik! He’s a nice boy. Tell him I said hi” he said as he petted your head. “Oh don’t worry pop, we’re gonna come back here after a while” you said as you gave your old man a goodbye hug. And with that. You left.

You loved Dobie very much.

After all, if it weren’t for him, you’d be dead. Or worse...

It had been a cold and rainy night when a wolf was rushing home. The raindrops were hitting his fur, making him damp. It had been a long and tough workday and he just wanted to go home and relax. That wolf was Dobie. He took his umbrella out and was about to start running when the sudden sound of high pitched cries pierced through the air. That made him stop immediately. Looking around for the source of the crying and screaming he found a small alleyway in witch the cries seemed to come from. As he approached the alleyway the cries only got louder until he stood before a small cardboard box. His eyes widened as he saw what was inside it. Inside of the box was a human baby, incredibly frail and thin. They were wrapped up in a red blanket, barely protecting them as rain poured down on them. Did someone leave their child here?

As he approached the baby, their cries started to die down as they looked at him. Their eyes were big and glossy. He made sure to shield them from any rain as he inspected them closer. This child was in an even worse condition then he first thought. They were not just skinny but they were practically skin and bones at this point. It made him wonder when they last got something to eat. Gently searching the babies blanket he found no note attached to them. Leaving his umbrella over the child, he walked out from the alleyway, looking for whoever coukd have left the baby.But there was no one around. No one around to help. Soon he walked back to the cardboard box, looking at the tiny human. They looked so small, so fragile, so completely and utterly helpless. He knew if he left them here, they would die. So, with a deep sigh, trying to ignore the possibility that someone could be looking for their child, he picked up the kid carefully. His arms felt shaky, it felt as if he would drop them if he weren’t careful. The baby let out a string of happy giggles and joyful gurgles as they were placed his his grasp, he could feel them curl their frail fingers around one of his claws. As a wolf who never had the chance to have children, maybe this wasn’t so bad. He decided to take care of the human like his own. His child. His pup.

And that human was you. Y/N. Growing up with Dobie was a delight, he had managed to nurse you back to health and he tought you about everything you knew today. You had so much respect for him. But you weren’t a small helpless baby anymore. You knew how to take care of yourself and there was no need for him to protect you, especially since he was getting older nowadays and you didn’t want him to strain himself for you. But this is how it went, he would often want to know where you were at all times and you just had to deal with that.

Walking towards Erik house it had starter to rain, and so, to sheild yourself from the water droplets,

you pulled out your umbrella. But as you walked you couldn’t help but feel a strange feeling of someone...or something looking at you. You tried to shake off the feeling but it followed you all the way to the park. But as soon as you saw Eriks eyes light up an d run up to you, the feeling disappeared completely. The moose tackled you into a hug as he yelled out your name. “Y/N!!!!” He did this any and every time you met him but it was always just as charming. You spun him around before bringing him closer to you body. The two of you giggled before disbanding the hug to look into each other’s eyes. “So! What’s on the agenda today?” You asked your friend as he grabbed your hand. “I was thinking we could go to your place and watch a movie? I’ve picked out a goodie!” He said, jumping up and down slightly. And so the two of you returned to your place, walking up the stairs to go to your room Erik noticed that Dobie was staring at him rather intensely. He had no time to think about it before you dragged him up to your room.

“Okey so what movie are we gonna watch?” You asked him, he started to blush at that as he took out the dvd. “I-it’s uh...it’s the notebook...I’ve actually never seen it but Isabelle recommended it to me! And i trust her taste in movies!” He said as you sat down on your sofa in front of the small tv. “Sounds good! Put it in!” You said. This made Erik tense up. “I-uh what?” He asked. “The disc Erik. Put in the disc”

And so the two of you watched the move sitting next to each other. After a while of watching, you felt him put his hoof in your hand. Looking up at him you could see a tiny hint of pink brush his cheeks. You gave him a gentle smile and rested your head against his shoulder. You could feel his heat radiating off him as he slowly returned the gesture. About 10 minutes later he looked over to you. You turned your focus off the movie and towards Erik, his eyes were soft and looking almost adoringly at you. He took in a deep breath, almost as if hyping himself up. “So...umm...Y/N...theres something I’ve wanted to tell you for a very long time...” he said, looking down at the ground. “Go on...” you told Erik. “Well...the truth is Y/N...I like you! Like! Really really like you! Every time you smile, every time you laugh, every time we see each other! It fills my belly with butterflies! A-And I can’t keep all of the butterflies inside of me any longer! How will I make room for food if I don’t?” Erik said, trying to ease up the tension with some jokes. It failed as the serious aura persisted. “...I’m....I’ve just been so afraid that you don’t like me as much as I do...and I don’t want to ruin our friendship! I would never forgive myself for losing you or scaring you away. It’s just, your so much cooler and better than me. Every thing you do is jus-“ his trail of thought stopped as he felt warm hands grab ahold of his hooves. Looking up finally, his gaze was met with your glossy ones. Tears threatening to spill as you embraced your best friend into a big hug. “Of course I like you, you big doof! I’ve liked you ever since I met you!” As Erik heard this he embraced you, letting out a breathy and relived laugh. What you said was true. You’ve had a crush on Erik ever since you met him. It was only when he started to support you and hung out with you when that crush developed into love. You had needed a lot of support as of lately, as anyone you got close to suddenly moved out without even saying goodbye. Erik has helped you through out the whole ordeal and you were so grateful for it. And now here you were, snuggling next to each other while watching movies.

That’s pretty much how the night continued. The two of you watched movies all while spooning, neither of you were really paying attention. At the end of the night Erik left to go back to his place. You were asleep by then, having fallen asleep while watching the movie. Erik had carried you to bed and quietly gone out. Strange, walking to back to his house he had gotten a strange feeling up his spine, making him shiver slightly. It had almost felt like...like someone was watching him, it’s two eyes carving into his body like a predator stalking it’s unsuspecting pray. Just waiting for the perfect moment. The perfect moment to-

“AH-“ Erik felt himself being tackled to the ground. But before he could scream he felt a large hand cover his mouth. “Don’t. It won’t end good for you...” he heard a familiar voice call out. Dobie? “I am going to turn you over and remove my hand, you aren’t gonna scream unless you wish to lose that thick skull of yours. Capiche?” The only thing Erik could do was nod, his breath feeling more and more shaky as dread creeped up his back. “Good” was the only thing Dobie said before letting go of Erik. He was still towering over him, making sure he couldn’t run away without getting killed. “W-What are you doing?” Erik asked dreadfully, his voice cracking multiple times. “Making sure you stay away from my pup. You see, Y/N thinks that I can’t fend for myself any longer. That I’m to old. But this is far from the first time I’ve done this Erik. Do you really think tens of people that all were close to Y/N just mysteriously moved out for no reason? No, that’s not what happened...” Dobie said, leaning dangerously close to Erik, eyes bloodshot and wide open. This was the first time Erik had ever seen him with his eyes open. And it scared him beyond belief. “What-what did you do to them?” He asked nervously. “This exact thing happened, I gave them all a choice, stay away from my pup...or face the consequences” Dobie said. “Now, I’m gonna ask you to move away tonight, I don’t care we’re as long as it’s far away from my Y/N!” Dobie said breathing out hot air, showing off his terrifyingly sharp fangs in the process. “That’s not fair! Y/N should be able to live as they want!” Erik said, protesting against these outrageous demands. “I would choose my next words carefully if I were you boy. Are you gonna move or what?” Dobie asked once more, putting more enforcement on the “what” , clearly getting agitated.

“Listen Dobie! I would never hurt Y/N! They’re my best friend and...and I live her!” At that Dobie slashes his claws against Eriks face. The last comment clearly struck a nerve. Erik let out a painful yell but was silenced once again by Dobie. “You know what kiddo, you’ve always been on my nerves. The only reason I kept you around was because Y/N was happy around you. But now you’ve done it, you’ve pissed off the wrong wolf!” He said. Suddenly the atmosphere got a lot more sinister as Dobie leaned down to Erik. “You wanna know a secret? I lied before. Not everyone moved out when I told them to. There was another pest just like you who were stupid enough to defy me. I think his name was moose or something. Such a small thing has no rights to try and act tough. I must say, I did enjoy what I did to him a little to much. I think it’s sort of an animalistic instinct. I’m sure you’ve heard stories about the big bad wolf, and how people like you end up in those stories? Well, how about we reenact those stories huh?” At this, Erik started to struggle and thrash and scream. “Oh quit that, it’ll only hurt for a second”

Erik started to panic, Y/N! What about Y/N! Did she know any of this?! She had to know! This was only gonna repeat over and over unless she finds out! Y/N! Y/N!!! Y/-

Chomp

Eriks eyes went wide for a few moments before all of the life ran out of them.

Thump

Down on the ground laid only a husky of the moose that were there just seconds before. The metallic smell lingered in the air and it awoke something in Dobie that he hadn’t felt in a long time...the feeling of adrenaline of both the killing bite, the smell and taste of blood, AND the feeling of being able to keep Y/N to himself. It was something he had missed. No one would take you away from him again. And no one ever will.

After all

You’re his pup

#yandere #yandere acnh #acnh #animal crossing x reader #yandere animal crossing #ac dobie #erik ac #tw yandere #tw murder #im sorry i made your grampa into a murdurer #i just couldnt help myself alright

[lunawritesaa]

that hugging sebastian anon keeps making me want to flex my babs and it makes me angry >:((. this is a submission because i want to blab :“)

my other chick’s name is Adonis Blue, and she was an extremely sheltered child before she set her house on fire to escape her mom 😔. she was born out of my love and adoration for Miles, and was childhood friends with him, Phoenix and Larry until he (Miles) moved away. she talked to Larry and Phoenix often from inside of her yard (her mother was overly controlling and wouldn’t let her leave), and then started sending letters to them. she still writes letters to Phoenix, but stopped sending ‘em to Edgey when she realized he probably would never reply 😔.

like i mentioned above, Adonis set her house on fire and faked her death so she could get away from her mom, all at the age of 23 :). Dola was accused by Adonis’s mom for starting the fire and murdering adonis, so Dola went to Phoenix to ask him to be her attorney (Adonis had mentioned to her that Phoenix wanted to be a defense attorney so that’s how Dola knew) because uh, YEAH there was a trial. Adonis was always pretty nice to Edgeworth so i’d imagine he’d be 1) pretty upset that one of the few kind people in his life "died” and 2) angry because Dola “killed” Adonis. big yikes. i don’t have the whole trial planned out but it would be a big one, and eventually they would discover that Adonis actually planned out everything (Dola was merely an accomplice) Adonis actually revealed herself to Phoenix on the second day’s investigation and testified on the third day’s trial. Adonis was charged with arson and, according to Google, that means prison time :(((. Phoenix or Edgeworth (idk who) managed to sway the final decision and she just did community service for a looong time, which is cool.

but, as a more personal consequence to her actions, Adonis became fascinated with fire and likes setting stuff on fire. oh, and she’s also a kindergarten teacher :))).

Adonis wasn’t allowed to watch tv, play videogames or do any of that in her household because her mother didn’t want anything to inspire her to escape. this means she barely knows anything about pop culture 😔😔😔. this!! this is why i think she’d be great friends with Maya, actually. Maya can flex all her pop culture knowledge on Adonis and teach her about all these cool shows and food joints, it’s really sweet :D. Adonis is Maya’s girl best friend ;D.

i kinda wanted to be clever with Adonis’s name like i was with Dola’s, so Adonis Blue is actually the name of a butterfly uwu. Adonis likes butterflies!

sorry if i talked too much, i just always have a lot to say when it comes to my ocs :“)

here’s an art i did last year of adonis!:

WOW OKAY THATS AMAZINGLY THOUGHT OUT AND WELL WRITTEN OH MY LORD. THERES SO MUCH I CAN SAY OH MANNN

I LOVE THEM!! the whole plot.. its so insane and adonis’ backstory is just *chef’s kiss* fantastic!! it’s so amazingly crazy and well thought out that i could 100% see this being an actual ace attorney case. i could just see the trial being so god damn in sane omg this character radiates last case vibes I SWEAR. this is just so amazing

like !! i just love the whole faking her death shit.. it’s so interesting and compelling. the angst, the character between her and edgeworth and phoenix. its all so GOOD. I LOVE YOUR OC MAN PLEASE BABBLE ABOUT HER MORE, IM INVESTED NOW. 

i also could see her being good friends with maya! maya loves sharing her interests so i can totally see her babbling to adonis about steel samurai and other pop culture things, even if she has no idea what she’s talking about haha. but that only makes them closer!! they’d be such good friends 

she’s so interesting!! every detail that you provided about her just made me like her more. once again- thank you for sharing this!! and don’t be afraid to babble on more about any of your ocs

man, you guys are making today so interesting and fun by sharing your ocs!! please keep sending stuff in ^^

#mod lunar talks #honeybeesiness #submission

[damonsexywifey]

helo today i am going to be talking about daddy papi sexy icon Damon Salvatore. I know im fucking obsessed but this man makes my ovaries explode so i need some way to let it all out so here i go

first things first his mf looks

his eyes omfg his eyes he could stare at me and i would melt his bright blue eyes i already am quite a fan of pretty eyes but his eyes ive been obsessed for a very long time like wtf his eyes are so seductive and for what why do you do this to me huh damon why oh why HIS eyes omg when he looks at elena is with such care and love, id PAY for him to look at me like that HE COULD STOMP ON ME AND ID SAY SORRY AND THANK YOU ok now his little smirk oml when he did something bad he'd do his little smirk and i know it'd be very sociopathic of me to actually enjoy that but why the fuck did i get turned on by that why is he such a sex icon big dick energy is radiating I COULD LITERALLY BE WATCHING A SCENE OF HIM AND ELENA FLIRTING CASUALLY AND I'D BE SWEATING THAT WOULD FILL A WHOLE OCEAN I'D NEED TO PAUSE AND TAKE A BREATHER BECAUSE THAT MAN IS TOO MUCH FOR ME.

OMG THESE SCENES WERE SO EXCITING FOR ME, ID PAUSE AND JUST ADMIRE THE ELEGANT BODY OF THIS SUCH MAN AND THERE WERE SO MANY BATHROOM SHOTS OF THIS MAN HAVING A SHOWER LIKE I DONT BLAME THE DIRECTOR REPEATING THIS SHOT

WHY YOU SAY?? I MEAN LOOK AT HIM ITS NOT FAIR CAN I BE ELENA

SCREAMS SCREAMS UMM DONT BE SHY UNBUTTON MORE

OK NOW IVE DONE A LOOKS ASSESSMENT. IT IS OFF TO DO A PERSONALITY ANALYSIS BECAUSE HE COULDVE BEEN REALLY HOT AND HAD A DEAD PERSONALITY like matt (sorry matt ps i still love you) but no damon has not let me down with his personality so lemme talk about that

the fucking humour:

OK THIS IS JUST mf fragments to his smart ass humour but omg this guy is carrying the show with its humour, i find humour extremely attractive so him just being a little devilish sociopathic smart ass bastard boy is all i ask for and it was received, stefan is great lemme tell u that but one of the reasons its damon>stefan for me its maybe because i prefer playful characters who can quit the intensity and actually have fun so yea personal preferences come into this

Emotional:

my boy is very emotional, hes a vampire yada yada but he hasnt flicked the switch off of his humanity hes still a ball of fluff who tries to cover it up with spikes so he seems tough but some sad scenes you can see right through him like some above. The first one is him letting things pile up over and over again and its killing him in the inside hes such a cinnamon roll and all he needs is a hug and someone to tell him hes gonna be alright...can i plz volunteer to do that ✋

the second one was a scene that made go waaaaaaa and tear up because that was the scene when he was opening up about how he wants and loves elena but shes not hers, shes stefans around then. The fact hes showed as some type of dickhead but he could be rlly douchy and literally just steal her away from stefan but he doesnt because shes "brothers girl" aaa hes caring and it hurts how much he does and his sad scenes hurt, hes not bad hes just very broken inside.

Unapologetically Honest

one of the reasons i love about him is that hes just so mf honest which is ironic because around s2 its just elena calling him a liar anyways hes honest with a lack of apology which i feel like would be extremely necessary when theres a flock of bad guys always at your doorstep, sugar covered words aren't needed tbh thats where his honesty comes in

hes aware of himself and knows that he can be dickhead some way or another so its funny when hes aware kinda gives definition to his character being a self proclaimed dickhead

i stan alarics and damons friendship theres so mf honest with eachother, alaric could be getting emotional about his relationships and this man could just go "but they're dead.. *sips tea* " hes so unbothered theres something attractive about it

Romantic:

umm so i kinda forgot the post only allows 10 pics so you lot are lucky enough that u get a video

anyways im extremely attracted to intense romance rather than cutesy lovey dovey, this guy ticks the box for intense hes so mf sexy with like one touch can u explain this science to me BECAUSE THIS GUY SCREAMS SEX WTF AND I HAVE NO IDEA HOW ELENA CONTROLS HER SEXUAL DESIRES BECAUSE BITCH U SURE DO KNOW I'D DO ANYTHING THIS BASTARD WOULD TELL ME TO DO ANYWAYS THERE WAS THIS SCENE WHERE ELENA WAS WORKING OUT AND THIS GUY WAS TOUCHING HER RIBCAGE OR SOMETHING AND THE HEAVY BREATHING I'D PROBABLY FAINT IN HIS ARMS BUT THIS WOMAN HELD IT TOGETHER CAN HE PLZ TAKE ME ADOPT ME ILL LIVE IN UR HOME I'LL LIVE IN THE TINIEST PLACE IN UR HOUSE I DONT MIND ME I JUST NEED TO BE GRACED BY UR LOOKS the intensity is legit like fire to the skin, i blush and scream for elena im a literal pterodactyl screeching when he comes on screen with him naked and one towel covering his big dick i would write the director a mf big ass letter to persuade him to let damon walk in with no towel pls i beg cmon u can do it i know u want too

anyways overall damon salvatore is my husband papi daddy and i do admit i simp for him and hes hit me like a wrecking ball im on s3 for vampire diaries ill keep u lot updated if anything happens in my shift of simp but for now im kind of addicted to this bootylicious babe actually now i think about it what if i actually ever meet him or something id probably weep and faint yes that'd happen ill probably just stare and i dont blame him if he kicks me out for being a creep anyways uh this was my essay hope u lot enjoy because i sure as heck enjoyed screaming my burning passionate love for Damon Salvatore if someone was selling a damon salvatore in store id be the first one to purchase and i feel like i speak for the nation of damon simps ily babes because i totally understand this lust you have for him

anywho bye bye xoxoxo

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