#also sorry for just kind of rambling here but i really am excited to about this story

[forallthepjostuff]

Hey! I've noticed you reblogging chapters one and two of my Covered in Storms, Surrounded by Eyes fic! Thank you so much and I hope you enjoy it, but I wanted to let you know that I am in the process of rewriting it on ao3. There's the link, I'd appreciate it if you checked it out, because I think my writing has improved in terms of characterization and pretty much all around. Again, tysm for taking interest in this fic, it's one of my favorites and I'm excited for the directions it will take in the future.

Hi!

It's already in my bookmarks on ao3 😅 I came across it on there first, and then got excited when I saw that it was a rewrite and that the first few chapters from before you rewrote it were still up, because I love seeing how people's writing style develop and gets more unique over time. I've never seen a fic like it, I've seen ones where another god or goddess claims Percy, but never one where that goddess is Kymopoleia, and I'm really excited to see where it goes.

Also, I like all the ocs you're adding to it. I know liking someone adding ocs in a fanfiction might not be the most popular thing in the world, but you're doing it in a way that adds to the story; to me it's really making Camp Half-Blood seem like a more grounded place, like it's real, with real people who have real personalities, instead of just a setting with extras, which is how I've felt a lot while reading fanfiction.

I might not be 100% explaining this correctly, but it kind of reminds me of how in my small town (3,000 people), everyone knows everyone else's stories, either by hearing it themselves or through whispered gossip. And how sometimes they're nice, but can flip on you in a second if something they perceive as the wrong information comes to light.

Also, I really love how everyone's mentioning stuff that, as the reader, you have no idea about. Because we're going on that learning curve with Percy and finding these things out at the same time as him, it reminds me of how when you're young in a family and no one tells you any family drama stories, because they see no need to or you were too young and nobody mentions it anymore, so once in a while they kinda just offhandedly make a comment about the craziest batshit stories and it's up to you to just go 'hey a crumb of context please?'

So, yeah. I'm really, really interested in seeing the direction it goes in.

#it's a good thing i decided to check my email #because i was practically so deep in your tumblr page that i 100% would've and have before kept looking through it all night #/joke. but also not really #seriously though i'm really excited to see what you decide to do with it because i really love it #tbh it's probably already up there with fishing in alaska by caffeinatedflumadiddle as one of my favorite pjo stories #also sorry for just kind of rambling here but i really am excited to about this story #i know this kind of became jumbled nonsense near the end but that's because this is a great story #and trying to put all my thoughts about it into words isn't working bc my thoughts are kind of just jumbled nonsense too right now #my brain's literally working too fast for words when it comes to everything i like about this story--the one on here and the rewrite on ao3 #because i feel like the one on here focuses more on the ocs development but that the rewrite definitely focuses more on the plot #love the more detail and plot centered writing on there by the way #it gives the story more depth and explains the situations better while still having the character development #and still having that sense of drilling 'these big three kids are dangerous and that's why we're afraid of them' into your head #while also making you realize why all the campers are so biased against big three kids and hate them but also panic at the thought of them #i absolutely have more that i can't think of right now because i type so slow i lose the thought before i can make it into words #...bet when you sent this ask you didn't expect to get a fucking behemoth that took an hour and a half to type did you #hope you like it anyway #also i recently experienced a moment like the one in the last paragraph #where my niece (six years younger than me) was complaining about how there's no drama in our family & i got to go 'oh? haven't you heard?' #it was really fun actually #and satisfying to do after being on the recieving end for so many years

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

⋆⭒˚.⋆ maybe in another universe!! hcs

content: percy jackson x mortal! reader hcs//jason grace x mortal! reader hcs warning: angst and then fluff to make up for. the percy one is rather short but i also kinda didn't want to do these but i did but i didn't so this is what we get. author's note: okay okay, i get it, you guys want pt ii's of both these hcs. i don't personally feel i have enough to say for TWO separate hcs so when i did was join them together and make it a sort of alternate universe thing. since percy's ended happy last time, he gets angst. since jason's was sad, he gets fluff. i thought it was cute, okay. also, once again, made the text. yall know what to do at this point.

𝜗𝜚 percy jackson

"I shouldn't have to live like this to love you," you mutter after you and percy ducked into another alley, having to leave some fancy restaurant quickly as percy saw what he believed to be a monster.

"what?" percy asked with a light laugh, looking down at you but his smile slowly faded as he saw the tears pooling your eyes, "y/n-"

"it's not fair to either of us."

"y/n, don't do this."

"you- you deserve to be with someone who understands, percy. i'm...i'm just another mortal, right? i'm sure there are plenty of demigod girls-"

"i don't want any of them, i want you. y/n, if you think i care if you're mortal or not..." percy trailed off, not really sure what to say anymore as y/n dropped his hand, her head hanging.

"it's not what you think. it's...it's what i think. i'm sorry, percy, really i am. i don't want- i love you more than i should," you whisper back, tears streaming down your face, which felt stupid as you were the one breaking up with him.

"i love you so much, y/n, which is why we don't have to breakup. love should be enough," percy insisted, reaching for her but she pulled back, shuffling out of his grasp.

"it should be, but sometimes it can't be. percy, this is for the best. maybe...maybe if we were different people, if we lived different lives, if...if i wasn't me and you weren't you, we could have worked. but not here, not this time," you explain, the pain of this worse than naything you've ever felt.

and since getting with percy, you've felt a lot of pain, both physical and mental

"y/n, i'm begging you. stay, we can work this," argued percy, his hands and voice shaking with the desperation to get her to stay.

"maybe next time, percy jackson."

with that, you left the alley, not even sparing him a glance as you braced against the new york weather, never to be seen by percy jackson again.

𝜗𝜚 jason grace

"woah, if it isn't jason grace, the charming son of juipiter, if i recall correctly. i believe you have something of mine," you spoke, trying to keep your excitement under wraps as you approached jason's bench

you saw him and knew it was jason, even after all these years.

and you knew it was fate, as you happened to tug his jacket on to protect you from any stray cold breezes

jason turned to the girl, aged and wiser since the last time she saw him, but just as handsome and kind looking.

"i'm sorry, but do i-" jason stopped his question and his gaze seemed to gloss over

you'll admit, you panicked.

you crouched down next to him, setting a hand against his shoulder without a second thought, your thumb rubbing comfortingly over the orange shirt

"it's okay if you don't remember me. it's been what, two, three years?" you nervously stated, growing more self-conscious at the lack of answer from jason

"no, no. i- i remember. ha, bless the fates, i remember you. everything from that evening, all of it. the gelato, the gorgon, your laugh and smile, my jacket and your bracelet. i remember it all, y/n l/n," jason rambled, reaching out with his own hands and cupping the girl's face, excitement radiating off him as he was finally starting to remember his life. but most importantly her.

"well, that's really nice to hear from the boy i haven't stopped thinking about in three years," you whisper, a soft laugh falling from your lips.

"it's closer to two," jason corrects with a smirk and she shakes her head at him

"okay, show off."

"just testing my memory. that's all," mutters back jason, like he was making an inside joke, and y/n gives him a strange look.

"something you're not telling me?"

"always seems to be that way with us, doesn't it?"

so, once again, jason explains his world to you. the robbing of his memories and the sending him to america. he talks about leo and piper, wanting you to meet them. he talks about hera/juno. and finally, he talks about you, breaking the dam and allowing at least some of his memories to come back.

he knew it wasn't all of them, but the ones of you had to be worth whatever else was locked in his own head.

"so, basically, i'm more powerful than the gods? i mean, if they locked away your memories and i unlocked them-" you question, intending it as a joke, but then there is a crack of thunder that has you diving into jason's side.

"yeah, let's not answer that one," jason replies before the two of you burst out in chuckles, you still cuddled into jason's side, both of your eyes drawn to the skyscape of rome.

"what about you? what have you been up to these past two years?"

"not anything nearly as interesting as you! should've let me open, how am i supposed to follow that up??" you giggle, poking at jason's side, earning you a few laughs from the roman demigod, which is all you ever wanted

but you told jason about your uneventful two years anyways, hoping to extend your time together for as long as possible

the last time you left him, he'd forgotten you. you weren't so sure you wanted to risk a second time, in fear this one would be more permanent

you talked about going home before getting homesick for rome and immediately coming back. you bashfully admit to frequenting the gelato place more than you should have, hoping for a glimpse of the boy beside you. you tell him about your job and your life and how you looked for him on every street corner and in every newspaper

"i'm sorry i took so long getting back to you," jason whispered when she was done, his eyes pulling away from rome and to her, knowing the sight was infinitely better.

you shrug, experimentally reaching your hand up and pushing it through his blonde hair

"distance makes the heart grow fonder, or whatever."

"do you remember-"

"you're one to talk," the girl quickly cut in with a smirk and jason glared at her

"ha, funny. no, do you remember what you said about the fates that day?"

"ironically, not really."

"look who's got the good memory now. you talked about them being kind if we ever met again. i think they're more than kind, far far more. they've given me back my memories of you, you're in my denim jacket - which i expect back, by the way - and i've still got your necklace. i think we've been set up, y/n," jason rambled, ending with a large smile in the girl's direction, who leaned forwards and nearly let their lips touch before pulling back the slightest bit

"well, who are we to disappoint them, jason?"

then, finally, after waiting and waiting and then some more waiting, you got to kiss your jason grace, the son of jupiter who fought his way back into your arms without even knowing to do so.

and you knew, in the back of your mind as you curled up to jason's side and continued to watch the sun set on the city of rome, that in some distant world, you and jason did not get so lucky.

in one, you could have died from a car accident, eyes caught on some blonde on the street, needing to make sure it wasn't him and missing the bus coming your way

or jason never got his memory back, an awkward exchange of words and departures when you'd inevitable run into him in the street

but you didn't give these other universes much thought as you felt his lips against your temple

you didn't need another universe when you got so lucky in this one.

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[cringe-but-proud]

So I am totally in love with Regulus and I saw you were taking requests for him so I thought I would ask for an idea that has been on my mind for a bit.

So basically it’s grumpy x sunshine with Reggie and Fem!reader. Maybe there in the library and Reggie is listening to reader go over the books she's read like she rambling as Reggie just listen and occasionally comments you can add more if you like!!

If this makes you comfortable please feel free to ignore this request!

OMG YES. GUYS I FUCKING LOVE REGULUS BLACK.

Sorry. I'm normal.

Regulus black x Fem!Reader

A/n: I didn't wanna write about a book no one knew about, so I decided to play it safe and make reader like Romeo and Juliet. Also my requests are open (and I'm always happy to write about my babygirl, pookie bear, pathetic little meow meow, Regulus Black)

Regulus honestly didn't know how he got to this point. Y/n was never supposed to be anyone special to him. They'd been partnered up together for a Herbology project and as soon as it was over, he was supposed to never talk to her again.

But, of course, as always, things couldn't be that simple for him.

And now, here he was, studying with her almost everyday. Studying might not be the best word for it, a lot of the time it was just the two of them hanging out in the library together. But, he wasn't going to admit he enjoyed hanging out with Y/n. Just like how he wasn't going to admit that he'd developed feelings for her.

The two of them sat in the library like they did almost everyday. Y/n was rambling to him about a book she had to read for her history of magic class.

"I just don't understand why assigned reading is always so boring. That's the reason so many people don't like reading, I think. It's because they only read books that they're forced to read in school, and almost all of those books are boring, so they assume every book is boring, and then they hate reading."

Regulus was used to this. Y/n was always quite talkative. She could go on for hours about pretty much any subject. He didn't mind. He liked listening to her.

"The last time I remember actually enjoying a book I was forced to read for school was when I read Romeo and Juliet. But, a lot of people hated reading Romeo and Juliet, but I think that's just because it's written in old-time-y language, y'know?"

"What's Romeo and Juliet?" Regulus asked curiously.

Y/n paused at that. "Seriously?"

Regulus felt himself begin to blush. Was he supposed to know what that was? Did he sound dumb? "I mean, I know it's a book, but..." he shrugged.

"You've never heard of Romeo and Juliet."

He shook his head.

"How is that even possible?" She chuckled. "It's a classic! It's the classic. I thought-"

"Is it a muggle book?"

She paused at his question. "Well, yeah."

"That's why I've never heard of it. My mother doesn't let me read muggle books."

"Not even Romeo and Juliet?" Y/n shook her head. "That's insane."

"Yeah..." Regulus sighed. His mother was one of the reasons he couldn't admit he had feelings for Y/n. His mother would definitely not approve of Y/n. She wasn't the type of person that the Black family associated with. She was too bubbly, too kind, too accepting of others despite whatever differences they might have. Too happy.

"Anyways," Regulus shook the thoughts of his mother out of his head. "What's it about?"

Y/n smiled. "I can't believe I'm about to explain the plot of Romeo and Juliet to someone."

"Sorry..."

"No, no! I'm excited. It'll be fun." She said reassuringly. "Ok, first of all, it's not really a book. It's a play. But, you never get to just watch the play, you always have to read it in school." She explained. "It's a tragedy written by Shakespeare who's like, a super important guy who wrote a bunch of plays during the Renaissance."

Regulus nodded along as she spoke.

"His most well known play is Romeo and Juliet, which is a romantic tragedy about two starcrossed lovers."

"So..." He was curious now. "What happens in it?"

"Are you asking me to spoil it for you?"

"I guess."

"Romeo and Juliet both die at the end." She says. "Which technically isn't a spoiler, because at the very beginning of the play, there's a prologue where they tell you 'Hey, they both die in the end', but whatever."

Regulus didn't expect that. "And you... liked reading this?"

"Yeah." She shrugged.

"Why?"

"Well..." She thought about it for a moment. "I've always liked romance. And even though this one obviously doesn't have a happy ending, it's still a classic. And I like seeing all the different adaptations of it."

"Adaptations?"

"Oh!" She lit up. "That's another thing! Another reason it's so popular is because there are a bunch of different versions of the story. People make movie versions of it all the time, there's this really good musical, west side story that's based off of it." She gasped. "We should watch one together!"

He blushed at the thought. Watching a movie with her? Like a date? "We should?"

"Yeah! I mean, only if you want to. But, I think it'd be really fun!"

"So..." He looked away. "Tonight?"

"What?"

"I mean, do you want to watch it tonight?"

Y/n was a bit surprised he was so eager to do this. "Yeah. Yeah, sure." She smiled. "We can make popcorn, and get a bunch of blankets and pillows, make it a whole experience." She gathered her things from the table they were sitting at. "Does that sound good?"

Regulus nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Sounds amazing."

"Great." She gave him a quick hug. "I'll see you tonight."

Maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her, but she could've sworn she saw a blush creep on to his cheeks before she turned to walk away.

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[intuitivesef]

A message from your future lover

Pick a card reading

Don't second guess yourself when choosing a card. Trust your intuition.

Take what resonates, leave what doesn't

Masterlist

Moodboard. Dividers.

Pile 1:

Hello Pumpkin! 🎃,

Today I finally got into the university I wanted. Right now I am working on finishing my masters, I’ve been focusing on engineering. I really wanna get my PhD in engineering so I can have a better career in the near future and of course to spoil you when we meet. I hope you don’t mind cookies, I love baking and I do it as a hobby. When I bake I feel as the world is slowly sinking away and my fingers are creating a masterpiece, oh! That reminds me, I am also an artist so I hope you’re aware that you will become my muse as well. It’s a big thing for me because I don’t actually do things like this but lately every time I look at you…well, I just want to draw you into a renaissance painting or something of Mozart. Yes yes I know he’s a musician but I’m talking about the beauty of his classical music and that’s what I see with you. Anyways, I have a lot to say but I’ll keep them for the future and for me to speak about it to you that is if you don’t mind. Anyways, take care my lovely dove. I’ll see you then. ❤️

Your one and only future prince/princess

ʚɞ

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Pile 2:

Heyyyy prince/princess,

Hiiii, okay so guess what?!!! I finally and I mean finally graduated from college!!! Whooo!!! 🥳🎉🎊🎁🎈🍾. I’m so happy right now because now I finally get the opportunity to have my dream career EEEEKK. Anyways, well actually not anyways, I mean I’m always so excited with everything actually I’m sorry for rambling on I can’t even think properly where were we? OH right!!

Okay, I’m sorry—I just wanted to say that I love you very much and I’m sorry this is a short message and I’m sorry that I’m so hyperactive but that’s because I suffer with ADHD/ADD. You gotta forgive me baby, I’m sorry. Oh crap, shit shit, I’m sorry I’m rambling on again. UGH. Sigh, I’m really sorry.

Okay I finally calmed myself down. I was getting very anxious about this but anyways, I just wanted to let you know if your feel down in any shape or form to always know that I am here for you even though we don’t know each other yet. I just wanted to let you know that your loved because I’m madly in love with you—hey did you know that? I’m literally and I mean literally in love with you. Actually it’s kind of crazy. I just can’t get enough of you. OH CRAP I FORGOT TO FINISH MY MESSAGE—right! And if you feel alone know that I’m by your side because we both can feel the connection and I feel it very strongly so you need to stop doubting your intuition because its pushing me away and I don’t want that to happen because i really do love you and I need you because i just-yeah I just really love you. Kind of crazy about you but not obsessive like those weirdos. I mean seriously those weirdos are creepy you know? How can you be so possessive and controlling over someone like that? Geez Louise anyways uh I rambled on once again. Man I’m so sorry. I just want to keep going but i shouldn’t. Till we meet again. 🤪Angel, stars, galaxy. That’s your nickname by the way and you will understand in the near future.

Cya, don’t wanna be ya, I’m sorry I’m joking. Peace.

ʚɞ

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Pile 3:

Hey, hi, hello, what’s up baby girl/baby boy, captain,

So today I got a new sick apartment, I mean it’s all that jazz you know? The cool comfortable movie theater chairs with a nice tv. My bedroom comfortable as hell. The kitchen lookin’ fancy and shit. The whole shabang. Anyways, enough to talkin’ about my apartment, I was kind of curious about where you would be staying when you get here you know? I was thinking you could just sleep on my chest or lap wink wink. Both meanings if you catch my drift. And no I’m not sorry for bringing it up. But yeah, I’m an affectionate person with a poker face you know it’s kind of hard to find girls/guys who like me n shit. People think I’m fucking weird and crap but I swear baby girl/baby boy I’m not. Promise it. I promise and hope to die if I’m lyin’. Now now that’s a big step you know what I mean? Like I’m putting my life on the line for this promise n shit and I’ll do it again just for you baby. Just for you, my devilish and handsome prince/ beautiful princess.

ciao (goodbye), bunny

ʚɞ

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[mysecretlittlelibrary]

Teach Me How To Love

Pairing: Moonknight (Steven) x Reader

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: LOTS OKAY; This is smut minor dom/sub undertones, oral (m receiving), p in v, unprotected sex (be safe around trains-shitty reference sorry lol), riding, creampie, kinda praise kink tingz, lemme know if I missed anything

Genre: fluff + smut

Summary: You knew dating the shy guy from the museum giftshop would mean taking the lead on things sometimes but boy is it sweet when he asks you to show him the ropes in bed

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When you walk into the museum gift shop you scan the various shelves and racks. It doesn't take you long to pick out a few things, an archeology dig set, a stuffed Anubis toy, and a set of fact cards. You walk up to the counter where you realize you can't see a cashier.

"Uh- hello?" You call out looking around the gift shop for any indication that there's someone working here. A curly haired man suddenly pops up from behind the counter, so quick he loses his balance a little and has to grab the counter to avoid falling. "Oh." You gasp shocked by his appearance. You didn't even realize he was back there.

"Hi. Sorry I uh- didn't know anyone was here. Can I help you with something?" He asks softly.

"Just, checking out." You say setting your items on the counter. Steven glances up at you and nearly drops the scanner. He drops his eyes quickly, his shyness made worse by how attractive he thinks you are.

If you think she's so pretty then tell her so. Steven hears Marc's voice ringing in his head and he glares at the counter where Marc's reflection stares at him with bored exasperation.

"Did you find everything okay?" Steven asks as he rings your items.

"I think so- my nephew's newest obsession is Egyptian Mythology so I thought I'd pick him up some things while I was around. I figured these things would interest one very intelligent four and a half year old." You say.

"I'm sure he'll love it. You've included toys and something that actually provides knowledge. Those notecards are particularly very cool because they have some lesser known facts so it'll be really nice if he's interested in learning."

"Oh are you also a big fan of Egyptian Mythology?" You ask with a smile and his cheeks warm as he realizes he was rambling. He is, but you think it's very cute how excited he is.

"Um- kind of yes, actually. Your total is 32.56." He tells you.

"Maybe I'll have to bring my Nephew around! I'm sure he'd love to talk to another enthusiast." You smile as you swipe your card.

"If you decide to bring him, I'll happily talk with him." Steven says handing you your now bagged items.

"Great! I'll see you then!" You smile taking your stuff from him and heading out of the small giftshop.

I don't understand why you didn't tell her you thought she was pretty Steven. You're such a coward. Marc scoffs.

"She's a customer that's weird and borderline inappropriate." Steven whispers aggressively at the reflection. You glance over your shoulder and happen to catch what you assume is him talking to himself.

It's a couple weeks later that you bring your nephew back to the museum. You have him for the day so your sister and brother in law can have some alone time so you figured you'd bring him here. He's already memorized most of the notecards you gave him it seems because while walking through the museum he casually spouts facts at you about the various exhibits. Once you've walked through the whole museum, your nephew is quick to drag you into the gift shop.

"Don't go overboard sweetie, two or three things tops." You tell him as he scans the shelves.

"Okay!" He says excitedly. Your nephew comes back to you with another archeology dig and a book that he brings up to the counter he can barely reach.

"Oh- you're back!" Steven blinks at you with a smile he almost tries to hide.

"I am. Hello again." You smile.

"Hi."

"Lewis this is the nice man I told you about who likes Egyptian Mythology like you do." You tell your nephew. "I'm sorry, I just realized- I never got your name." You frown at him.

"Oh-- St- Steven. My name's Steven Grant." He stutters out.

"Steven." You say softly and he almost wants to collapse at the way his name sounds from your lips. "Well I'm y/n, and this is my curious nephew Lewis." You tell him.

"Hey Lewis! I hear you're really into mythology." Steven smiles at him.

"Yeah! Everything is so cool." Lewis says.

"Do you have a favorite mythological figure? Or myth?" Steven asks.

"I like Anubis because aunty got me a toy that looks like him, but I'm still learning about some of the others. Do you have a favorite?"

"Well I've heard Khonshu's kind of an annoying old bird but his powers are totally cool." Steven says.

"Is he in this book?" Lewis asks pointing at the book of myths he picked up.

"I actually think he is. You wanna know what he looks like?"

"You know what he looks like?!"

"Sure I do." Steven grabs a scrap of paper and one of the museum pens to start a sketch. It only takes him a couple of minutes to draw a strange skeleton bird creature.

"Woaaahh! He looks so cool!!" Lewis gasps.

"He's super tall so- it's actually kinda spooky." Steven says like he's sharing a secret. He hands the drawing to Lewis who excitedly looks over it.

"STEVEN!! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!" You gasp when a woman's voice booms through the lobby of the museum.

"Oh dear, that's my boss. It's like she can sense enjoyment and seeks to crush it." Steven jokes with you handing Lewis his things in a bag while you wrap up your transaction.

"I hope everything is alright." You tell him.

"Ah I'm sure it'll be fine. She tends to be dramatic." Steven says passing you your receipt.

"Well, it was nice to see you again Steven." You say.

"You too! Hope to see you soon."

"Ah now that Lewis has seen the collection here he'd have me bring him everyday if he could." You joke.

"Well Seeing a face like yours everyday would certainly make work much better." He says casually and you swear he sounds like a different person for a moment. His demeanor is totally different and it almost sounds like his accent changed.

"Aren't you sweet." You muse.

"Sorry, that was bold." Steven mutters and his mannerisms are back to normal.

"It was- cute. Very nice of you to say." You smile. "I have to get going now and you should probably go find your boss, but I'll be bringing Lewis back so, see you soon." You say grabbing Lewis's hand and taking him out of the museum.

"He was nice." Lewis hums.

"Wasn't he? Don't worry when you finish that book I can bring you back for more things." You tell him, ruffling his hair as you walk down the street.

You do bring him back, a couple of weeks later and he's quick to pick out a new book and another archeology dig toy like the one you got him. Apparently there's a whole collection of toys you can get inside and he's determined to get them all.

"Hello again mister Steven!" Lewis says placing his items on the counter.

"Oh hi, you're back." Steven glances at Lewis and then smiles at you.

"We sure are. Lewis is trying to collect all the toys in these things." You say.

"Awesome. Those things are very cool I bet." Steven says scanning the items.

"They are!" Lewis says.

"Well good luck on your expeditions." Steven smiles at Lewis as you swipe your card.

"Thanks!" Lewis says taking the bag from Steven when he hands it to him.

"Hey Steven, this may be a bit forward but would you be interested in hanging out some time?" You ask him. Ideally you'd wait for him to make a move but you suspect it would take him months to work up the courage and you don't want to keep bugging him at work and leave it up to chance.

"You wanna hang out with me?" He blinks at you.

"Yeah! Only if you're interested. You can say no of course, I just figured maybe it'd be nice to talk outside of me coming to your job." You say.

"I'd love to! When? Should I- should I meet you somewhere? Here maybe?" Steven stutters out nervously.

"You know the restaurant around the block? It's off Primrose."

"Yeah, I know it."

"Meet me there by 7 tomorrow." You tell him.

"Alright." He nods and you leave with Lewis in tow, too wrapped up in his new book to pay your interaction any mind.

The next evening Steven is outside your chosen restaurant ten minutes early ignoring Marc's voice making fun of him for being so anxious.

"Steven!" You call as you walk towards him.

"Y/n, hi." He breathes with a smile.

"I hope you weren't waiting long." You say looping your arm through his as you walk into the restaurant.

"Oh no not at all. I got here only a couple of moments before you." He says. The two of you are quickly led to a table where you end up sitting for a few hours. It's awkward at first, the way first dates tend to be. Steven is unsure of what he should and shouldn't say and it makes the first bit of conversation a little unnatural but you're more than happy to take the lead, and the more you do the more he relaxes. He cracks jokes and laughs and it's the most beautiful sound you've heard in some time. While it's obvious he's still nervous around you, by the time your date ends well into the night he's the most at ease he's felt in ages. He's even the one that initiates the invite for a second date for which you go to an art show. You and Steven spend a few weeks seeing each other before eventually making it official. He's sweet and gentle and still pretty shy about certain things even after a several months together. Tonight you've invited Steven over for dinner, it'll be his first time really in your apartment and you're hoping to approach physical intimacy with him. When you hear a knock on your door you're just about done making dinner and you quickly wash your hands before answering it.

"Steven! Hi!" You smile.

"Hello love, am I too early?" He checks his watch.

"No of course not, I just finished cooking. Come in." You step out of the doorway to let him in.

"Oh! I brought you flowers." He says handing you the bouquet.

"They're gorgeous. Let me just find a vase for them. You can just take a seat at the kitchen table." You say taking the flowers from him. You find a makeshift vase for the flowers and set them on the table. You quickly serve dinner, a vegan version of your favorite pasta dish.

"You look amazing by the way." Steven breathes out as you sit beside him.

"Thank you. You look nice too." You say softly. You wait for Steven to take a bite of his food before you eat your own, eager for his reaction. He lets out a groan that brings a proud smile to your face as you eat.

"This is so good." He says.

"I'm glad you like it. It's one of my favorites to make." You tell him.

"If you cook any more meals like this I'll never let you go." He jokes.

"Who said I wanted you to do that anyway?" You muse making Steven blush. The conversation shifts to catching each other up on your days and before you know it, dinner is finished and you've migrated to the couch in your living room with wine.

"Your place is nice, it feels very you." Steven notes.

"I sure hope it does, I'm quite proud of my interior designing." You smile when Steven laughs. "Do you feel like your apartment reflect you Steven?" You ask after a moment.

"Well it's kind of a mess of books so, in some ways yes." Steven shrugs. "I think it reads mostly that it's just a place I sleep though."

"Not big on stylizing it to fit you?"

"Not sure what stylizing to fit me looks like honestly."

"A wall of books sounds like a good a place to start." You joke and he chuckles.

"Well what would you do with it?"

"With what?"

"My flat. What would you expect for it to reflect me? It's a studio, if that helps."

"A large bookshelf that you probably only half use because you're always reading five books at a time so even though it's there you still have books everywhere." He laughs at that, "Little knick knacks from your favorite exhibits at work. It's probably all neutrals, your bedsheets and stuff but you should really get something brightly colored, like nice curtains or some pretty throw pillows. Probably looks like a dead person lives there." You joke jabbing at his ribs lightly. At some point while you were talking you'd stretched out so your legs are draped over his lap.

"I'm very much alive thank you." Steven scoffs at you, hand absentmindedly rubbing your shin.

"Are you?"

"You'd be dating a ghost if I wasn't." He points out leaning towards you.

"Imagine that. My boyfriend, a ghost." You say quietly since he's so close.

"You can't feel a ghost this close to you. Can you?"

"Then it's a good thing you're not one I guess." You say, bringing him towards you with a hand at the nape of his neck. The position is a little awkward after a couple of seconds so you move to shift yourself entirely into his lap without disconnecting your lips. Steven has always been reserved in his kisses. They are soft and shy, as if he's not sure what to do although now he seems to be comfortable matching your intensity when you deepen the kiss. One hand tangles itself in his hair while the other rests against his chest.

Touch her Steven. She wants you to. Marc's voice chimes in.

Touch her?! Wait do you think she wants to go all the way? I don't-

Don't panic dude. I can always take over.

No way! She doesn't even know about you.

Maybe it's time to change that

Not tonight! Just- butt out.

At some point during their mental debate Steven stopped kissing you back, which- you definitely notice and you pull away.

"Steven. Are you alright?" You ask quietly and that brings his attention back to you.

"Y-yeah. Of course." He says.

"Steven we can stop if you're not comfortable. I have cake, we can just- go back to talking." You say shifting to get off of him. Steven's hands move to grab your hips, keeping you in place before you can move too far.

"I'm not uncomfortable. I just- I've never done this before."

"Never done what? Made out with a girl?"

"Uh well I- I thought maybe we were going to do more than that." He says awkwardly worrying that he misread the situation and made things worse by jumping to conclusions.

"We don't have to if you aren't ready." You tell him with a hand against his cheek.

"It's not that I'm not ready. I want to I just- I don't know what to do. You'll have to teach me."

"Teach you?"

"Yes teach me. teach me how to touch you and tease you show me how to please you." Steven says and you swear his words travel straight to your core.

"You're sure about this? I don't want you to feel pressured in any way."

"I'm dying to learn every inch of you." He says quietly.

"I'll tell you what you don't need help with, your words." You muse standing and pulling him with you. "We're going to my room." You toss over your shoulder.

"O-okay." He says letting you drag him down the hall to your room. As much as Steven would like to take a moment to look at your room, he's too captivated by you to bother looking anywhere else as you slowly pull the straps of your dress down. You let the dress fall to the floor and step out of it, turning to face Steven in just your underwear and his eyes are wide as he stares at you. You pull him towards you and place his hands on your waist to kiss him. You make quick work of the buttons on his shirt, running your fingers down his chest. Your hands unbuckle his belt and then stop yourself.

"Is this okay?" You whisper.

"Very okay." He sighs.

"Take them off for me baby." You say stepping back. Steven scrambles to shove his pants and boxers down his legs and nearly trips stepping otu of them. "You didn't have to rush." You muse.

"S-sorry." His cheeks ting pink in a way you find adorable.

"I'm not scolding you, but you almost tripped. I don't want you to hurt yourself." You say gently patting his cheek. With a hand on his shoulder you guide Steven to sit on the edge of your bed. You squat in front him and place a kiss against his knee, and then another above it trailing up his inner thigh and then switching to the other leg, starting at his knee again and kissing your way up. His hands squeeze the edge of your mattress as he gets worked up from your lips against his skin. When you finally take his dick in your hand Steven groans, hips twitching as your tongue traces the length of him. You wrap your fingers around him, swirling your tongue lazily around the tip while you stroke him. Only once his shaky breathing turns into strained whines do you put him all the way in your mouth, swallowing as much of him as you can and the warmth has every muscle in his body tense with pleasure. You bob your head quickly for several minutes, watching the way ecstasy paints itself across your boyfriend's face. His mouth is dropped open as sounds spill out of it, his brow is furrowed and his eyes are closed. Curious to see his pupils blown wide you gently drag your nails down his legs and his eyes pop open. You only get a glimpse of the way the pools of brown have all but disappeared behind black before his eyes close again, the sight of you staring up at him with his dick in your mouth to overwhelming for him to keep his eyes on you. When his thighs tense up beneath your palms you let up, standing while he struggles to catch his breath. You lean over enough to kiss him.

"Move back Steven." You mutter against his lips and let him shuffle his way up your bed until his head rests on your pillows. You crawl over him and sit with your legs on either side of him. You litter his neck with kisses, listening for clues of his sensitive spots smiling to yourself when his breath hitches as you nip at a spot just above his collarbone. You work the spot until a bright red mark stains his skin before you sit up.

"Touch me Steven." You tell him grabbing his hand and placing it on your chest. He hesitates for a moment before squeezing the flesh of your boob, noticing the way you gasp when his thumb grazes your nipple through the lace fabric. With a curious look on his face Steven tugs the cups of your bra down enough to reveal your breasts properly, fingers brushing over your nipples repeatedly, watching the way you subtly arch towards his touch.

"You're sensitive here." He mutters.

"Yeah, use your mouth on me." You breathe out. Steven sits up and wraps his lips around one nipple, sucking and licking it as he rolls the other between his fingers. The way moans and whimpers fall from your lips has Steven wanting to stay like this forever if it means the sounds never stop. You take Steven's free hand and guide it between your legs. Just like with your boobs, he's initially unsure of what to do but your fingers press his towards your entrance and he slowly works them inside. The way his digits curl inside you makes you grind against his hand and with dick pressed against your ass he starts to shift at the sudden friction.

"You're so- wet." Steven marvels at the feel and sound of his fingers inside you.

"You made me wet sweetheart, with your pretty sounds and even prettier dick." You say with your lips next to his ear, nipping at the lobe in a way that has him groaning.

"I wanna taste you." Steven mutters, placing kisses along your neck. You pull his hand from you and place it against his lips. He licks his fingers clean with wide eyes looking at you. "That isn't what I meant." He frowns.

"I know. Next time love. Right now I just want to ride you." You tell him raising your hips to shift your lacy panties to the side.

"But-" Steven's complaint is cut off by a harsh grunt as you line him up with your entrance and sink down on him.

"Fuck you're big." You whimper, your head dropping to his shoulder.

"S-Shit you're... warm." He huffs out. Your hands against his chest push him back against the pillows as you brace yourself and begin to bounce on him. Steven's hands grab your hips tightly as you ride him fiercely.

"You look so good under me like this Steven. So so good." You moan when you look down at him. His head is thrown back and he's grabbing you harsh enough to leave marks but fuck if it doesn't feel so perfect the way he fills you.

"W-wait- y/n I'm close." Steven warns you.

"Fuck- you wanna cum inside me baby?" You ask him and his eyes go so wide you'd find it funny in any other situation.

"C-can I?" He pleads with a look that would make you do anything he asks.

"Sure you can. If you want to."

"Gods I want to- but you- you have to cum first." He grunts. You slow your bouncing just a little so you can keep your balance when you take one hand off of him to rub circles against your clit, the bundle of nerves sensitive and swollen from lack of attention.

"F-fuck." You moan, feeling the coil in your belly tighten as you play with yourself.

"Come on love, please cum. Wanna see how gorgeous you look cumming on my dick." Steven begs. He actually begs and his words are enough to send you over spasming against him as you ride out your high. When you start to come down you pick up your pace again, focusing now on making Steven finish.

"Your turn baby. Cum for me. Fill my pussy like you want to." You drag your nails down his chest and he moans loudly as you feel warmth flood your insides. Before you can move off of him, Steven pulls you against his chest, holding you close as he recovers.

"Was that- was I okay?" He asks quietly after a moment.

"You were amazing. Especially for your first time." You tell him.

"Good- great. I'm glad. I didn't want to disappoint you-"

"You could never disappoint me Steven." You cut him off. "But there's still a lot to teach you." You add kissing his cheek.

"We can start as soon as tomorrow." He mutters, his eyes closed as sleep threatens to carry him away.

"No need to rush. You've got plenty of time to learn. I'm not going anywhere." You say rubbing soothing circles on his chest.

"Neither am I." He manages to slur out before finally he falls asleep and you allow the steady beat of his heart to lull you off too.

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[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 403: (But Just That One Part, Because I'm Not Caught Up)

Previously on BnHA: Truly no idea, but it kind of looks like Katsuki is riding some sort of spaceship, and everyone has gotten really, really sparkly. I see you all have been busy these past 22 months. Great job, keep it up.

Today on BnHA: “So it’s come to my attention that a truly shocking number of you are only reading this manga for a single character.” – Horikoshi Kouhei, October 2023.

so. where to start, lol

I guess I should open with an apology, because I am about to make a fairly selfish decision! what I am about to do, is post a reaction to Bakugou’s Return To The Manga. however, because I’m not caught up, I’m going to be reading this one scene completely out of context without knowing anything about what is going on. which means that I’m going to be missing out on god knows how many nuances and details, which means this reaction post will be short on those things as well. so basically I’m prioritizing my own personal gratification as a fan here even though it is 100% going to affect the quality of my reaction blog, and for that I genuinely am sorry. eventually I will finish catching up, and when that happens I will post a proper reaction with all the trimmings. that’s just how it is for now though

anyway so with that said, basically what I’ve done now is I have gone to the scanlation website, and clicked on chapter 403, and then scrolled down through most of the chapter while sort of half-looking away from my screen with my eyes squinted so that everything is mostly blurry, until I finally reached the big double-page spread with you-know-who doing his thing. namely, standing around on this giant glowy cereal bowl from the future, which appears to be either hovering up in the air, or slowly crashing onto the ground

and this right here, is exactly what I was rambling on about a moment ago. you guys I really am sorry to be doing this, because even I can tell this should be solemn and sincere moment of awe and excitement and relief. but because I completely lack any context whatsoever for wtf is happening, most of the dramatic impact is lost on me, and to tell the truth right now this page is a hell of a lot funnier than it has any right to be

like, so Deku. this boy is crying all the tears. I recklessly scrolled back up one page to see why, and it appears the answer is Because All Might Is About To Fucking Die (which, !??!?), so that’s actually VERY fucked up, and I’m sure I will have PAGES AND PAGES OF WORDS to say about all of that once I finally catch up properly. that is very traumatic and emotional and I will probably cry a lot about it

BUT, that being said, I just need you guys to know that without that context, Deku standing here with his giant head all >:O in the foreground, while Kacchan appears out of nowhere glowing with the power of a thousand suns and standing on top of this giant floating Smash Bros level that Nezu maybe probably built with his nine million dollars, is one of the wildest fucking things I’ve seen in my life. I feel like an accidental time traveler. you know when a character has one of those crazy prophetic dreams showing them chaotic glimpses of the future, and they’re just standing there all “???” because they have absolutely no clue what the fuck is going on? that is what it’s like right now

heh but there he is

“did you miss me, Izuku. back by popular demand after being on IR for 14 goddamn months. rebuilt better and stronger than ever thanks to the heroic spaghetti man wrapped tightly around my heart keeping me alive. just BnHA things. just a flesh wound. by the way, it’s me, Kacchan, just in case you didn’t recognize me on account of my still being really far away and completely covered by smoke, and also you thinking I was dead. here let me give you a close up to make this easier”

“fuck yeah. it really is me, btw. just in case you still couldn’t tell on account of me also being like 100x prettier than you remembered. guess it’s just that blindingly handsome character development”

also, “the end of an era” um hello, yes, what?? just what exactly have I missed here with all this All Might stuff?? because apparently All Might just prior to this was in some sort of mortal danger, is what I’ve been hearing, because everyone keeps posting excitedly about Kacchan showing up in the nick of time to save him? which incidentally makes my heart so incredibly fucking warm omg. it’s what both of them need AND deserve

why is everything so goddamn sparkly right now. this is like a Sailor Moon battle over here

love that look of instant recognition and shock and overpowering relief in Deku’s eyes though. also has he really been fighting in this cracked out OFA-overflowing mode this entire time?? he looks just like he did on the cover of volume 37. I still haven’t seen his actual canon reaction to the “death”, and I haven’t been keeping tabs on his fight with AFO??/Tomura?? at all, but I’m glad it looks to have been as emotional as I could have hoped

aw fuck yeah

his precious card. I’m now almost as invested in the saga of the All Might card as I am in all the rest of this. it’s all beat to hell, but somehow still made it through in the end. just like him

oh. my. g

protect them.

protect them all.

so is the reason this fight is so sparkly just because of OFA symbolism, then?? or is there something else happening here?? goddammit, okay, I‘m gonna very carefully scroll back to the beginning of the chapter, because I’m 100% positive there is some sort of deeply meaningful symbolic thing going on here and I’ll be damned if I miss out on it, spoilers or no

-- oh my goD??!

1. BABY ALL MIGHT WHAAAAAAT

IS THAT HIS MOM???? OH MY GOD DID WE GET ALL MIGHT BACKSTORY. oh my god. oh god. no actually don’t tell me, ahhhh I cannot fucking wait to read this properly, holy shit

so did something wind up happening to Mighty Mom later on then?? feels like it must have, since he wound up getting so attached to Nana? man I don’t want to think about any of that stuff after seeing this panel though :( just, damn it, why is this man’s whole entire life so goddamn fucking tragic

“the one thing I’ve done most is looking back to the path I took” my god I cannot wait to read this. only two short pages and I’m already buried miles deep into my All Might feels. came here for the triumphant Kacchan return and now I’m sitting here tearing up about All Might, god damn you Horikoshi YOU’VE STILL GOT IT. and I am STILL A SUCKER FOR ALL OF IT

anyway, so now back we go to the last couple of pages with this additional context, aaaaand...

...and apparently I’m now full-on crying about All Might! (: well how about that. turns out when you read the manual and follow the instructions properly this series still works exactly as advertised. don’t mind me I’m just sitting here sobbing because everything is exactly what I wanted and I apparently don’t know how to deal with that!!

THEIR FEELINGS BECOME WHAT?!?!?!

EVERYTHING IS EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED AND I’M GONNA BE A MESS ABOUT IT FROM NOW UNTIL THE END OF TIME BECAUSE LIFE IS GRAND!!

ARE ALL OF THESE WATERY SPARKLES LIKE. DEKU’S FUCKING TEARS LMAO OR WHAT. HOW IS KACCHAN IN THE SPLASH ZONE. HOW ARE HIS TEARS HOLDING UP THE SPACESHIP. I DON’T UNDERSTAND A GODDAMN THING BUT THIS IS NOW OFFICIALLY A SHOUJOU MANGA, I DON’T MAKE THE RULES

the urge to ruffle baby Deku and baby Kacchan’s hair is so goddamn powerful you don’t understand. this is PRIMAL. they are SO happy and SO good and perfect. I’m gonna fucking die

there’s not even any dialogue. what the fuck are they even gonna say. their expressions say it all and more. also they are being kind to me because they know I’m not caught up so they don’t want to spoil me any further, thank you my sons

lastly, I guess, because I don’t really have anything else to add now that my brain has fully turned to sappy mush: so uh. I truly have not the slightest clue how or why, but. does Kacchan have OFA though. and why is the answer, “yes he definitely does.” ???

like, I don’t understand it, but I confess that by now I have spoiled myself on the last few pages of chapter 362 for reasons (those reasons being “I finally gave in and looked at them on purpose, because I’d already seen most of them out of context here and there, and my willpower is only so strong”), and so I know that this boy was talking to vestige!Might, and as far as I’m aware that is 100% not possible unless he has some sort of connection to OFA in some way so yeah

and now here he on this last page being all Profoundly Connected with Deku while they gaze into each other’s eyes, and I can’t help but notice that said eyes are all explodey and they look a LOT like Deku’s actually. and on top of that we have all of this All Might symbolism that I’m still crying about, so like? ???

anyway so I’m not going crazy here right? like this is definitely a thing? for whatever reason?? unless you guys know something here that I don’t. in which case I actually am asking to be spoiled fully just this once, because at this point I just need to know one way or the other and I don’t care lol

anyway so that concludes my thoughts I guess! so now my absurdly ambitious goal is to speed read the manga this next week and hopefully at least catch up to Kacchan’s “death”, so that I can better understand what’s happening when I inevitably wind up spoiling myself for chapter 404 as well. the plan right now is to still type up my liveblog notes as I go, but to not worry about posting or editing anything in between chapters. so I’ll have a big backlog of chapter recaps which I’ll eventually get to uploading whenever I can, but in the meantime I can participate more in the fandom side of things. since I really want to share all of my endgame theories and so forth, but in order to do that I really need to find out just what the fuck is actually going on lol, so yeah

#bnha 403 #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #all might #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #I see your bakugou katsuki: rising #and raise you one bakugou katsuki: risen #he comes back to us now at the turn of the tide

[moonliched]

Sorry for the spam questions, I really like thinking about your fic. So, is there anything you'd like to ramble on about that I haven't asked?

you're good! i get screen fatigue and headaches, so i've been pacing myself through the asks. you can't imagine how exciting it was to open my inbox and see questions about my fic!! i love talking about it and this has been lots of fun, thanks so much✨☺️💕💕💕💕

rambling under the cut bc it's super long!

i've been trying to write this into the fic, but idk how well it'll come across, so i might as well say it here! Y/N refers to one of their parents as their 'guardian.' i picture Y/N's guardian as being a careless parent, not bc they don't care, but bc their culture raises children in a more independent fashion. with very little actual raising. they kind of just let them do their own thing, so their guardian was super uncomfortable that their weird hybrid child actually needed a lot of assistance to survive.

Y/N grew up feeling like a burden, and that asking for help or relying on others is evidence that they lack the intelligence and capability to do anything themself. communities are more for convenience than the necessary relationships that humans need by nature, so when people move away they don't keep in contact. this includes blood relatives. communities also scatter to rebuild elsewhere frequently, so by leaving their home planet Y/N understood that they would likely never see anyone from their community, including their guardian, ever again. no one they were leaving behind would see anything wrong with this.

Y/N was seen as bizarre for getting attached to people to the extent of wanting to keep in contact after they moved. as a consequence, Y/N generally fails to keep in contact with anyone they meet unless it's a requirement of work, and they figure everyone will think they're weird if they try to keep in contact. they have turned out quite asocial. you'll notice Y/N rarely seeks out Moon even though he's always coming to visit them. all the same, they can't quite kill the human part of themself that wants people to stick around even when they're drained from too much social interaction.

also, Y/N's other parent is a victim of this. they're human, and left one day for some reason - work, travel, to earn more money for their family. they returned one day only to find their partner and child gone, because their partner did not consider or particularly care that they might want to find them again😬 Y/N works this out as a teen, but there's no way for them to seek them out.

... okay let's do some nicer ones!🍰🍓

🍓 Y/N thinks about eating fish eyes a weird amount. fish skin too. this is because i am rabid about eating chicken skin and also raw meat (prepared ofc) and when i was a child i used to go into the butcher's shop or visit the raw fish on ice in the supermarket and breathe in the smell longingly, and freak out my parents :[

🍓 Moon's love language is biting, unfortunately

🍓 BON-BON sometimes wants to hug Y/N but he got no arms :( he also sometimes wants to fight them too

🍓 BON-BON sometimes just turns on the closest monitor and stares out of it silently while Y/N is doing stuff. he wants to hang out like when a friend comes into your room to chill on your bed without speaking. but all the stuff he does is digital, so Y/N can just see him blankly staring at them and it looks very odd from their perspective lol

🍓 Y/N runs funny bc they learned to run on a flimsy floating community that rocked with the waves

🍓 the Glamrock team are all aware by now that Vanessa is incessantly antagonising Y/N. generally they're wondering if Y/N may have done something before they arrived to trigger Vanessa into launching constant verbal attacks on them, and are feeling extremely uncomfortable on Y/N's behalf. no one wants to be the one to address it with Vanessa

🍓 Y/N has no idea what pizza is, but bc of the name they're picturing some sort of spiky dish like a sea urchin

🍓 Y/N is actually eating more seafood dishes as of late than they usually would bc Vanessa keeps commenting on it, and it makes them feel resentful. so then they cook more fish in rebellion and it becomes a cycle

thanks for reading!!😋✨

#ask #There Are Many Benefits

[katiekatdragon27]

To my other followers: I am so sorry.

To my two new followers: *comes out with silver platter* Here! Eat uuuuupppp~~~~

This! *slams fists on table then slams face on table* This GODFORSAKEN MOVIE HAS ALTERED MY BRAIN CHEMISTRY I'M NOT JOKING.

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT KIND OF "RECLAIMING MY CHILDHOOD TRAUMA" MINDEST MY BRAIN WAS ON BUT THE OBSESSION WITH THIS PIECE IF MEDIA IS ACTUALLY SCARING ME-

Most stuff below. Lots of rambling.

So. Flatland. It's a good book, and an amazing f*cking movie. I love this goddamned movie so much bro. It's not even like a "good" good movie I just really like it for no reason.

Some lore I have with this book, since I want to talk about it.

I watched this movie the first time when I was in 6th grade. It scared me so bad that I had nightmares about it for a week. I hated the style of the 2D world and was so scared about the amount of murder that I psychologically blocked it all out.

Now in the present (as an adult in college), my friend brought up the movie for us to watch during a movie night. I was way more excited to watch it than I thought I would be (cuz of my previous encounter with it and wanting to "reclaim" the movie), but we only got 4 minutes in before my other friends got bored and decided to watch something else. I sorta dropped it for a bit after that before @/goosesartblog posted their ONE - Flatland crossover and 10000 emotions flew over me. I then proceeded to watch it with my siblings, who also did not care about the movie.

Now, it has become a lifestyle of watching it every single day. Every. Single. Day. It's bad. I can't stop.

And it's on YouTube for free.

AND the book is on YouTube as an audiobook AND the actual PDF book is just there to read.

PLEASE. I NEED PEOPLE TO NOT BE NORMAL WITH ME.

Anyways, actual relevant doodles. These characters are A. Sphere (the objectively best character idgaf) and Carlton Cube(?). I saw something about them being John-locked and thought it was really funny. Also, I saw a meme about the two getting Starbucks or smth during the week I lingered, so here lol.

Some more doodles of concept stuff. Actual A. Square art and some style testing, Hex doodle, and more A. Sphere bc I love him so much. His ass is gay idk if you think I'm wrong just look at him.

Silly little idea I had about if Spherious *(the sphere from the other Flatland movie) and A. Sphere were in the same universe. It's unlikely, but I think Spherious would be the Messiah of 2000 and A. Sphere is the Messiah of 3000. They met at some point where their lives overlapped, and Spherious tried to give A. Sphere advice, to which he was completely ignored. A. Sphere's a bratty teen here and Spherious is a grandpa. They treat their apostles very differently.

Another silly idea I had was that when A. Sphere "died", he was actually picked up by a 4D being named A. Tesseract. He stays with her until the war is over in his dimension, and he is able to see A. Square one last time during his hallucination (that's why A. Sphere's innards are seen). Also also, A. Sphere learns how to treat people better b/c of A. Tesseract and the 4th dimensions' more liberal views on expression and gender. Development for the stupid shiny solid.

Thank you for looking at this mindless rambling. If anyone knows of more Flatland media, please send it to me I'm starving. Expect more, and have a great day :)

#flatland #flatland 2007 #flatland the movie #a sphere #a square #spherios #flatland oc??? kinda??? #a. tesseract is mine ig #idk anymore lol #flatland spherious #carlton #hexagon #a sphere my beloved #he's so me #sorry for the shitty pictures my camera is being ass rn #i sincerely apologize for this cringe guys it will happen again #doodles #katiekatdragon27

[sleepstxtic]

Hellooo!!

I just wanted to come over here and say that I just now finished reading your 'the greatest game' fic and let me tell you when I first saw the fic and then saw the tags and then the summary I had cheered SO LOUD!! I couldn't believe what I was seeing a drarry in tennis World fic?? And then i opened it and the "4 consecutive Wimbledon's" and then the "long cargo pants and sleeveless shirts" thing came and i thought A DRARRY AS FEDAL FIC ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Cause these are two of my biggest hyperfixations tennis (ofc fedal my favourite always) and drarry!! And then I saw not only was it based on fedal it was based on THE fedal era of Wimbledon finals from 2006-2008 i cannot tell you how much I was giggling this was like if someone had taken a look inside my brain and saw my biggest fantasies and combined them because that 2008 final quite literally changed my life, it was the match that made me start tennis and made me crazy over fedal for life 😭

This fic made me relive the entire experience and hype around fedal and their rivalry and their leadup to 2008 and the numerous tournaments before the way you WROTE the matches had me feeling anxious and excited as if I were actually watching them in real time again!! They were written so perfectly and the tennis lore and quips and references my god I loved them so!! Also you incorporated Rafa's traditions and quirks about the bottles so well I laughed so much at that reference it was so amazing and the not crossing lines reference too! And the Muller Weiss thing! You wrote that so well too it was making me feel so giddy with joy that you know fedal so so well and incorporated their traits and story so seamlessly into pre existing characters with their own personalities and actually made them feel like their own person instead of it just feeling like it's someone else's personality it still felt drarry even with fedal's story and that was sooo amazing ik I've rambled on and on but it just made my week and i HAD to gush over it!! It was so amazing thank you for making it! 😭🫶

Anon! Hello! I am so, so sorry it's taken me so long to respond to this. I really wanted to sit down and give this wonderful ask the proper time it deserves.

Thank you, thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart for your kind words. I've reread this more times than I can count. It's such an inexplicably heartwarming and exciting thing to be able to share my love for this sport and Drarry and Fedal and fanfic with someone who 100% gets it. I definitely put in a lot of research and read a bunch of different biographies for inspiration, and I'm so glad you were able to find it immersive! Also! The matches! I'm so glad you enjoyed them because I was definitely worried it might drag the pace of the story - so this is a really heartening thing to hear. I really did take all my love for Drarry and Fedal and mash them together and I am so, so grateful to you for reading it, picking up on it all, and coming back here to tell me about it. I appreciate this more than you know. Thank you <3

#drarry fic #draco malfoy #harry potter #draco malfoy/harry potter #sleepstxtic writes

[melonteee]

Happy to see some Robin discussion and some Post TS Robin love on the dashboard for sure!!

I guess to continue the Robin love, I really love thinking about how at peace she is with the Straw Hats and also how her dream plays into her story and I'm really excited to see how that wraps up for her. I find hers particularly interesting, because it isn't even really HER dream (to know the void century), but she took on the dreams of those who no longer could. I'm sure she had some level of curiosity as a child for sure, but it can really be inferred that a lot of her interest in the Void Century (at first) was her desire to be closer to the Archeologists and her mother specifically. When she meets Saul, she tells him she just really wants to ask her mom to take her to sea, but she knows her mother is traveling in search of the Poneglyphs, so she learned too. At the heart of it, she just wanted to be loved and be with people who loved her, and looking into the Void Century was the means to that end until the Buster Call. Saul told her to find her friends at sea, and she clung to that hope. Her dream turned into carrying the burdens of those lost, rather than her own, but they both kept her going. It wasn't until that moment on the tower where Luffy coaxed it out of her like only he's capable of - she didn't just say she wanted to live, she said she wanted to go out to sea. Robin is now at sea, surrounded by the people who love her, and it really shows through every moment she's in Post TS. I know everyone wants to see her fight more, and I absolutely would never complain about seeing her more, but I find every time she's just in the background smiling to be some of the most rewarding moments for her. Her dream of finding out what happened in the Void Century is going to happen I'm sure, and I feel like it's going to be so interesting regardless, but I personally thing her true dream was fulfilled that day she asked Luffy to take her to sea with the Straw Hats. I could be way off base and wrong, but there's no rule that says you can only have one dream and be done with it - I mean heck, Luffy has two (being the pirate king and the one we don't know). I'd love to hear your thoughts if you have any! Or I'm sorry if I rambled lol. I just love Nico Robin, I'm not sure if you know this...

It's why Zou is one of my favorite arcs honestly. She's so happy. She's so, so happy!!

(Also I am sorry if my reply to a post stoked any hurt for Robin Anon, it's all Robin love here and I understand where both of you were coming from, I should have been more considerate)

wahahah hello my Robin mutual!

Do not worry about the robin anon stuff! Me and the kind anon managed to come to an understanding haha.

BUT! Honestly? I have nothing to add! You summed everything up! Because I also love seeing Robin's happiness these days. I love seeing that she can express herself fully, and that she can find peace and comfort amongst the Strawhats without ever worrying about being stabbed in the back. She truly feels like herself in the timeskip, and truly feels like she's able to find herself and grow into someone so caring and authentic in her love for her family.

Egghead especially was so sweet because...she cried in joy! Not in fear or distress, but in joy! How many times would that have EVER happened to her?! She's really finding so much happiness now and it's warm my heart sm 😭😭

also side note I love how evil Nami looks here LMAO

#ask #melonask

[marsosims]

Hello! I've been super busy finishing up requirements for school... Today's the last day for the submission of requirements and I've been rushing to do them and submit on time, but I've been struck with a bout of procrastination, and I thought I'd participate in simblr appreciation day!

(under the cut because it's surprisingly long [that's what she said...])

I don't really have any particular people in mind but that's mostly because I cannot remember every single person and I would feel bad about forgetting anybody,,, ANYWAY! here's some appreciation to:

The people who make CC and mods - y'all make this game bearable and I genuinely cannot live without them so I am very much thankful to all of u ily all (except the permawallers)

The people who make those CC and mods POSSIBLE - the people over at s4s and all the other tools like s4castools, as well as the tutorials they've made over the years have been INVALUABLE to the community and I just wanted to recognize them and say thank you <3

The people who reblog CC and mods - I feel as a creator, I've always been very appreciative of people who reblog my content because it genuinely helps me out to have my content spread to a wider audience. On the flipside, as a consumer, I'm also very appreciative of these people because I LOVEE discovering new creators that I've never known before who make literally the best items out there and AAA i'm just so happy

The people who download and play with said CC and mods and create the most beautiful sims, stories, and builds with them - as a creator, I honestly feel very giddy whenever I see people use my cc or even my mods. I know I don't generally reblog (because I usually forget) but I genuinely appreciate all of you! Thank you so much! All of the sims and builds I've seen with my CC have been incredible and have been truly inspiring <3 The stories and edits that I see on my dashboard (or when I stalk people on my activity dashboard IM SORRY) are honestly amazing and I LOVE to see it!

Of course, the people who play vanilla! - whatever type of gameplay you make, whether it's vanilla or with a shit ton of CC and mods, I love to see it! It's so refreshing to see how differently people use the same game to create such a diverse community! Vanila players, however, I have SOO much respect for. You guys are the strongest soldiers out there. I am weak to the temptation of custom content. Always have been.

The people who made this a thing! - this has honestly been one of the best things I've seen on simblr in a while, all the negativity and drama have made me a little less keen on being here a few months ago, but I've slowly come back and I'm genuinely so happy to see something like this happen :D

My patrons - honestly couldn't really end this appreciation post without saying a thank you to my patrons. Seriously, thank you :D You don't know how much your donations mean to me and my getting through college. The extra funds from your donations have allowed me to be generally independent in terms of funding myself and my activities. Seriously.

Anyway, this has been a super long post and I'm actually kind of embarrassed to post it because it feels like a long diary because I've been rambling about stupid stuff that I should have probably kept to myself but uhh yeah!!!!

Hope you guys have a happy holiday season!!! Expect more things from me, at least until the end of this year! I've been working on some stuff! Probably not exciting, but it's stuff!

#marso #simblr appreciation day #this is so rambly #bye #i'm going to work on my requirements again

[madisonwritesstuff]

Hi again! Omg I didn’t even realise you had posted my ask about Muslim reader (the “she deserves it” fic you did). Thank you for that one!! Hope I’m not annoying you by requesting another Muslim reader, but how about another Will and Hannibal fic with Muslim reader but this time it’s just that they’ve known her for a while and they don’t know much about Islam but they want to learn! So they ask reader and readers all like ?? But also sure! And they’re a hit confused on why she’s so confused and says that basically people kinda always made fun of her for wearing her hijab and she didn’t think the two of them would be interested in learning about her and stuff. And then she teaches them whatever they want lol. I feel like it’d be a fun little request. Thank you again for your time and hope you’re staying healthy and happy 🤧🤧

★ ; teach me. -------------------

Hannibal Lecter x Muslim! Reader x Will Graham.

I'm so sorry if I got something wrong about Islam 😭 enjoy!

tags; hanni and will and you being a cool bestie trio, ramadan !!, platonic relationships with will and hanni, will and hannibal spreading around info of your religion to make u feel more at home.

While you were having dinner at Hannibal's house, he had noticed how when you were eating rice, you mumbled something before beginning to eat with your hands.

He definitely found it odd, so one day when he met you he brought it up.

“Y/N, I hope you don't mind. But I saw that once while eating you said something before eating with your hands. I was curious about what it was that you were doing?” He asked, and you were a little taken aback that he actually wanted to learn about it.

“Well um, we Muslims say Bismillah before eating. Like how some people say grace before eating. And I was eating rice with my hands because it's encouraged in our religion.”

He nodded, taking a mental note of whatever you said.

Next time he invited you to dinner you watched as he said Bismillah out loud before putting the spoon down and eating the rice with his hands. You felt happy and surprised as you watched him eat like the way you did, it didn't make you feel like an outcast, it made you feel at home.

He looked up and smiled. “Am I doing it right?” You nodded excitedly. “Yeah! But you're getting rice all over your hands. Here, let me teach you how to properly eat with your hands.” You smiled and demonstrated how to properly eat rice without making a mess.

The next time you saw Hannibal was with Will, and when they saw you they waved and motioned for you to come over.

“Y/N, Hannibal was just telling me about your religion, I didn't know you're supposed to eat with your hands?”

You were a little surprised that he was as interested as he was, Hannibal standing by proudly because he was the first to learn about that.

“Well um, you're not supposed to but it's good if you do.” You explained, smiling to them a little as you are happy to teach them.

“What else do you do in your religion?” Will inquired, curious. Which made Hannibal speak up. “I hope we're not bothering you with our que-” “No of course not!”

You interrupted him, They both looked at you, a little surprised. “I'm sorry it's just- I'm really excited that you two actually want to learn about this stuff. I usually get made fun of for this kind of stuff, you know?” You rambled, embarrassed a little.

“Oh no, we're more than happy to learn more. It's interesting, you know? A change of pace.” Hannibal reassured you.

And so you three spent the week meeting up where you'd teach them a little about your religion.

Like how instead of saying hello, Muslims say “Assalamu alaikum.” Which directly translates to “Peace be upon you.”

They were both surprised to learn that anything you meet someone, you'd wish peace upon them.

Whenever you three would meet up, they would do their best to pronounce the greeting properly, and wouldn't care if anyone else was around, they'd say it.

At first you felt embarrassed when they said it to you in front of Jack, but next time you say Jack even he greeted you the Muslim way.

When you asked about it he told you about how Will explained what it meant to you and your religion.

After a while, most of the people you knew would join you in Ramadan and Eid.

“Will, why are you staring at that sandwich?” You asked with a laugh. “I can't eat.” He sighed dramatically, staring at the man eating a sandwich in the canteen. “Why not?” Now you were curious.

“It's Ramadan, I'm fasting.” He said it like it was the most obvious thing ever. “No way, really?” You said excitedly. “Mhm, Hannibal is fasting too. I don't know about the others though.” He shrugged, like it was normal.

“But... Why?” “For you, obviously. We didn't want you to do it on your own. Isn't celebrating Ramadan about doing it with family and friends anyway?” He smiled, feeling proud by surprisingly you with this fact.

Honestly let's say you broke out into tears.

all rights reserved to © madisonwritesstuff , please do not copy, repost on other platforms, translate, or modify my works without my permission.

#hannibal nbc #nbc hannibal #hannibal lecter #will graham #will graham x reader #hannibal lecter x reader #muslim reader #hannibal lecter x reader x will graham #hannibal lecter x muslim reader #will graham x muslim reader

[rmd-writes]

Hi!! I always love what you write, so I'm very excited to see whatever this secret project is! But for now I do have a question about beta reading. How did you break into it? For a long time I have thought that I would enjoy doing that for different people, and I like that kind of fine-tooth comb editing work. But I am not a writer myself, just an avid fic enjoyer, so it feels like I can't quite bring as much to the table or meet other authors in a mutual kind of way. And I would never want to imply that an author needed that extra help or anything like that by just cold reaching out to them. Sorry that so much about me haha, I'm not necessarily looking for any advice (though if you had any I would certainly take it) but I am curious about how you got into it and what your experience has been like! Thank you!!

Hi nonnie! Thanks for the ask!

Can I just say to start with, that as an avid fic enjoyer, you absolutely can meet writers and other creators in a mutual way! Everyone has a place in fandom and something to contribute. It would be a very lonely world for creators if people weren't there to enjoy what we make (and hopefully tell us what they're liking those things). Personally, I appreciate readers so much and I especially love seeing regular names pop up in my inbox 💖💖

As for how I got into beta reading, it started back when a pal in Schitt's Creek fandom was writing a fic and worried that she was going to lose motivation to write it so I offered to sit in the doc and cheer her on. Please note that my motivation for doing so was entirely selfish because it meant that I had early access to the fic that I desperately wanted her to keep writing 😅 that eventually turned into me beta reading that fic (and all of her fics after that) for her.

I started beta reading more frequently in RWRB - I'd signed up as a beta reader for an event, but around the same time I also got to know other writers via a discord server. Sometimes people would ask for beta readers and I'd volunteer - I'm still a tiny bit dirty that @three-drink-amy snagged the beta rights to bleedingballroomfloor's baseball boyfriends fic right out from under my nose even though she is far better qualified than I to beta read a baseball fic - so much so that she helped me with the baseball scenes in my rwrb lawyer au lol (please know that I love them both dearly, there is no internet beef here).

You say that you don't want to reach out to writers and imply that they need assistance, but honestly, sliding into people's DMs and letting them know that either I'm very interested in X fic that they're writing and would they like someone to beta read it or that I'm available in general to help if they want it because I love their writing is how I've ended up beta reading for almost all of the writers I do that for!! People are generally just thankful to know that someone is interested in their writing! It can be a lonely hobby sometimes and having someone to live in your docs or send snippets to can help balance the need for wanting to talk about your fics with someone or bounce ideas off someone and wanting to keep what you're working on under wraps.

God, this is getting really long, I'm so sorry. I've been rambling and I'm not even sure that I answered your question.

You asked what my experience has been like and for the most part, it's been very positive! I get early access to fics (I often say that my favourite way to read a fic is in google docs 😂), I get to cheer my friends on and sometimes they even trust me enough to let me throw ideas at them and write them into their stories - sometimes I even get to do this without actually doing any editing and that's just as fun. I love beta reading, I think there's something really special about being trusted with the draft of someone's writing and getting to help make it the best that it can be (what that involves looks different for every writer I work with). 💖

And all of that doesn't even touch on how much I learn from the writers I've worked with - it's definitely helped me improve my own writing!

#rmd answers #beta reading

[roguesimagination]

can you do a Lo'ak x fem! Reader where it’s one sided love for the reader I need some angst😭

The Heart Wants What It Wants

Pairing: Lo'ak Sully x F!Human Reader

Synopsis: Your love for Lo'ak has only grown since they left, but what happens when you discover that that love is unrequited?

Genre: angst and fluff

Content Warnings: bittersweet ending, unrequited love, hurt feelings

Word Count: 1.6k

Notes: You didn't specify much, so I just wrote what I felt. This also has kind of a bittersweet ending for the reader, so I hope that you're okay with that and that you enjoy it &lt;3

The water felt cold on your skin as you walked along the beach. It was dark and windy, and you should probably return to the marui to get some sleep, but you couldn't. The same thoughts that always clouded your mind were there once again. Your love for Loa’k had only gotten stronger as more years passed and you were unsure on whether you should confess or not.

Since they left to look for shelter at the Metkayina Clan you could only think about him. Your chest burned at the thought of having no contact with him or not knowing if he was alright. However, two months later Norm got a call from Jake explaining that they suffered and attack from Quaritch, but they won. Norm decided to vist and chek up on them since he also missed them. Besides, he would take his time to explore the new fauna and Metkayina's culture. It was hard to convince him since you were human and it could be a dangerous trip, but he understood your motives.

When you arrived there you were greeted by the Sully family, except for Lo’ak, who was nowhere to be found. You spent the rest of the afternoon swimming and having fun with Neteyam, Kiri and Tuk. They also told you that Loa’k was probably out there swimming or training.

Now that it was finally dark your heart was filled with worry. You knew Lo’ak was reckless and impulsive, so you thought about all the trouble that he could be into right now. However, your worries were soon gone.

You heard someone scream your name and you instantly recognized the voice. It was Lo’ak

Your heart was pounding faster and faster as he approached you. It had only been two months since the last time you saw each other, but god you had missed him so much… 

“Lo’ak!” you shouted back as he picked you up and hugged you. It still amazed you how easily he held you in the air.

“You’re here!” he left you carefully on the ground. “You’re here!”

“Yes, I am here!” you laughed.

“I’ve missed you so much.” he smiled. “And I have so many things to tell you. The other day I met a Tulkun…”

He kept rambling about all the creatures he had met, all the things he had learned, every weird thing he had discovered… You thought it was really cute. Maybe it was the night air, or the excitement of the moment, but you would confess right there and then.

“Sorry to interrupt, but there’s something really important I have to tell you.” your hands were sweaty and you felt warmer than usual.

“Okay, then tell me.” he listened.

“Well, it’s something kind of hard to explain,” you began. “I mean, we’ve known each other since we were children and I uh, shit, this is hard to say. What I’m trying to say is that-”

“Lo’ak!” a girl screamed from a distance. “I’ve been looking for you all day! I was really worried.”

The girl approached him and hugged him. He hugged her back, putting his hands on her hips. That looked weird to you. He didn’t put his hands on your waist when you hugged him.

“This Y/N, the friend I’ve talked so much about,” he explained. “and Y/N, this is Tsireya, my mate.”

His mate. You were just apart for two months and he had already fallen in love with someone. You felt your whole world shattering and falling apart. Of course he would be in love with someone else. Tsireya looked beautiful and even if you didn’t know her you were sure she was probably kind, smart, funny… You should be happy for them. You should, but you can’t.

“Are you alright?” Tsireya asked. “You look a bit pale.”

“Oh, uh, yes.” you felt the know forming in your throat. “I’m just a bit dizzy. If you excuse me, I’m going to rest. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Without expecting an answer you walked away from them and went into the marui you shared with Norm. When you entered you saw Norm writing on a notebook; probably some scientific stuff, you thought. You were behind him when you sat on the ground, so he didn’t see you.

“This place is amazing!” he exclaimed as he kept writing. “There’s so many new things and creatures to study here!”

“Yes, this place is really beautiful.” you said, but Norm noticed how your voice trembled.

When he turned around he saw the seriousness on your face and the tears that were about to fall. He sat next to you and hugged you tightly. Even if you weren’t blood-related he was like a father to you, and you were like a daughter to him. He hated to see you cry.

“What’s wrong, my sweet child?” he asked as he stroked your hair.

“He…” the tears started to fall down your face. “He doesn’t like me back.”

“Well, are you sure?” he asked. “How do you-”

“H-he has already found a mate.” you explained as you kept sobbing. “He loves another.”

He sighed and just kept stroking your hair knowing that he couldn’t do anything about it. He stayed like that until you fell asleep. Then, he laid you on your bed and made sure you weren’t cold. He could heal people, fix machines and even create avatar bodies, but when it comes to love the heart wants what it wants.

The next day you didn’t even bother to wake up. You decided to stay in bed all day, not feeling strong enough to see Lo’ak again. Norm would usually complain about it, but he knew that you needed time to heal. Meanwhile, he would keep up with his research.

You were alone with your thoughts until you got interrupted by a couple of knocks.

“Can I come in?” Neteyam asked.

You probably looked like shit, but you had looked worse before, so you let him in. He looked at you up and down with a worried look on his face. Your face was red and puffy, your eyelids were still wet from crying and your hair looked messy.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked. 

“Not really.” you looked at the ground.

He actually knew what was wrong, but he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. The night before Lo’ak explained how weird you acted around Tsireya when you met her and he didn’t understand why, but Neteyam did. He couldn’t believe how his brother could be so oblivious.

“I actually came here to ask you if you want to go on a ride with my ilu.” he said. “Just you and me.”

You sighed and looked at the boy. At least you wouldn’t see Lo’ak, so you accepted his request. First you combed your hair and tried to look like a decent human being. Once you were ready you got on the ilu, behind Neteyam.

As the ilu went underwater you wrapped your hands around Neteyam’s torso, scared of falling. That sent goosebumps all over Neteyam’s body, but he tried to ignore it. You saw even more creatures you hadn’t seen before and you wondered if you’d be able to see them all.

Once the ilu returned to the surface you were in a cave. The cave was wide and full of glowy flowers. The roof had white shiny dots that looked like stars, and the water looked even cleaner and bluer.

“I found this cave the other day.” he explained. “I thought you would like it.”

“It’s incredible.” you said as you admired the flowers. “I love it.”

After exploring the cave along Neteyam you sat on the ground next to him, layin your feet underwater while looking at the fish. At least you were distracted for a bit, but it still hurt. It hurt more than any other pain you had ever felt.

“I know you don’t want to talk about the reason you are sad,” Neteyam said. “but I just want you to know that I’m here to listen if you need it.”

“It’s kind of stupid, actually.” you explained. “I just… I like Lo’ak. I always have and he clearly doesn’t. That’s it.”

“I’m sure you’ll find someone who deserves you.” he remarked. “Someone who sees you.”

“But that’s the thing.” you sighed. “I’m a human living in a world of Na’Vis. I’m not going to find anyone who thinks of me that way. I don’t even know why I thought that Lo’ak could like me. I’m never going to be someone’s first choice.”

Neteyam sighed and closed his eyes for a moment. It hurt him to see you like that. Specially knowing how wrong you were.

“But you are someone’s first choice.” he expressed, looking at you.

“You don’t know that.” you looked back at him.

“But I do, Y/N.” he reassured you. “I do.”

You chuckled and observed the fish again. You knew he said that to comfort you, and that he probably meant that someday you’d be someone’s first choice, but you didn’t want to argue or keep talking about it. You appreciated his effort.

Neteyam didn’t take his eyes off of you. He observed the your face lit up by simply observing nature. He loved there were dimples on your face when you smiled and the way your eyes widens when you discovered something new.

“Have you seen that fish?” you pointed at it. “It’s beautiful.”

“Yes, it is beautiful.” He wasn't talking about the fish.

You’re my first choice, he thought, You always have been.

#lo'ak #neteyam #norm #tsireya #avatar #avatar 2 #the way of water #imagine #oneshot #fanfic #lo'ak x reader #lo'ak x you #neteyam x reader #neteyam x you #fluff #angst

[sunnflowyyr]

heyo! first of all i LOVE your writing, I aspire to write as well as you one day <3 I wanted to request some headcanons with the rise boys w/ a gn reader who’s mute!! please don’t feel like you have to answer this, feel free to ignore/delete!!

aaa, hey there !! first of all, thank you so much for your kind words !! i'm sorry for taking so long to get to your request, but i've thought about your idea since it popped into my inbox so i'm excited to finally put it all into this post. i am my own critic and i bully myself until i like my content; so i took a while with this one.

quick disclaimer: i do not have a lot of knowledge about mute individuals, but i did some research during the writing of this fic to try to be as respectful as possible and to also educate myself; however, my comprehension skills aren't the greatest. if i have inaccurately represented this community with misleading information (or if i have misunderstood mutism as a whole), please let me know and i'll correct my work to reflect accurate information. it is never my intention to hurt or offend anyone. - much love, sun

i hope you enjoy !! <3

-

rise!turtles with a mute reader

Raph

i imagine april introduces you to the turtles and that he doesn't really clue into you are being mute at first

mainly because he didn't read the group chat message where april tells the turtles you're mute (he never reads the gc, smfh)

so he always feels bad when he talks to you and you just kind of smile or blink

since he doesn't realize, he just overthinks about why you don't answer back

maybe you don't like him? is he annoying? too loud?

can you smell his "I'm Nervous About Meeting New People" stink?

so when he tells his brothers and they clue him in, it just clicks for him

it makes him feel closer to you because he grew up mute

(i saw a hc once that raph was mute as a kid and no, i will not be convinced otherwise)

you might notice a slight behavior change

he'd normally be a little awkward or stiff in conversation before, but now he finds a way to communicate with you!

even if you don't talk, he'll find a way to keep you in conversation

especially because he can talk a lot if he thinks no one is annoyed by his rambling

the longer he knows you, the longer he picks up on your nonverbal cues and you both find an easy way to communicate with each other

he can't sign very well (just because of the lack of fingers) but he knows how to interpret ASL so you can communicate with him !!

Leo

honestly doesn't notice it from the first time he meets you

also doesn't read the group chat

mainly because he talks so much that he doesn't pay attention to how quiet you are

though when he does notice, he might ask about it?

not to embarrass you, though; he might tease people about a lot of things, but even he knows his limits on that

we love a respectful king

he's just curious about the details, but definitely doesn't push you into telling him about it

he's a nosey mf he can't help himself

all of the brothers (him included) will speak up for you

if you're comfortable with that, of course

"hey, they said no pickles."

he might be sassier about it though, just because he's leo

but he'll do it a million times over

he's also pretty good at picking up on nonverbal cues and body language (because of raph being mute and donnie having nonverbal moments)

if you're uncomfortable? tired? excited? overwhelmed?

leo is here for you

Donnie

knows immediately because he actually reads the group chat

like the others, he knows how to communicate with you

especially with sign language, because he actually knows it and can sign really well?

he actually finds it nice to communicate with you this way as well, especially during some nonverbal moments

and sometimes he can really ramble on; even more so if it's about his interests and superior tech

so signing helps him slow down (because he wants to make sure you can interpret his signing; having three fingers can make it difficult) and watch for your replies

there might be days where you both sit in a comfortable silence (or he just watches you if you want to communicate), or he's really verbal

he can either ramble or keep it short and simple; it really just depends on his mood

but he quietly appreciates the understanding between the both of you

he can see how excited you are about everyone talking about something you're interested in; you wanna join, but it's hard to keep up with their voices and it can be overwhelming

what's wrong, (name)? - donnie asks in ASL

when you tell him he immediately finds a way to stop the conversation

"(name) has something to say about that."

ALL of the brothers look out for you, but he would the most

Mikey

"knows immediately because he actually reads the group chat": the sequel

this boy will do all of the verbal talking for the both of you

he's not necessarily over-talkative, but enjoys having conversations

i'm projecting in the next headcanon but hear it out okay

when mikey was a kid, he grew up with a speech delay

it wasn't until his he was between age 8-9 that he began to improve in his speech

because of it however, he relied heavily on gestures and used very little words unless he was unsure of how to express himself

it was a frustrating for him as a kid; not being able to communicate as well with his brothers

excluding donnie from that cause he taught himself ASL, then taught mikey some words to help him

he wants to make sure you feel heard and that you're comfortable

be prepared because if he knows you're fine with it, he'll rope you into group conversations like donnie does

he understands ASL pretty well, but he won't sign back most of the time; he just has a hard time with it

like leo, he's also pretty good at noticing your body language

i mention reader knowing ASL a lot (aligning it with the fact that i hc the turtles knowing it), but if you don't use it to communicate?

the turtles value your friendship and will adapt any form of communication so you can talk with them!!

you just write on a small whiteboard? mikey's got plenty of supplies for you in his room

if you use a text to speech program? they wait patiently for your reply

as i said, they value you as an individual and welcome you into their little family with opens arms <3

#donnie teaches his brothers ASL because having knowledge on nonverbal communication is beneficial for all of them #i delayed this request cause i was terrified i'd offend someone #so i really hope i didn't #ily reader i hope you enjoy this fic! i appreciate your support <3 #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie x reader #rottmnt mikey x reader #rottmnt raph x reader #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt raph #rottmnt leo #tmnt x reader #rottmnt x reader #tmnt fans #leonardo hamato #raphael hamato #michelangelo hamato #rottmnt headcanons #rottmnt disaster twins

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time travel in ten - sequential narrative collage piece done for my class, Artifact.

ramblings below the cut for those interested in the process/life update for friends who have noticed i've been gone

right lmao. i had two weeks to do this project and had a completely different idea that i just could not get myself to be excited about. emailed my prof in desperation, but it being like 10 pm meant that she was not about to respond. within 30 minutes, as it goes, i got struck with divine inspiration by whatever force of nature governs procrastination-induced genius, and i promptly spent the next 12 waking hours non-stop working on this.

my class, artifact, is a requirement for the foundation year at the college i attend. it centers around time-based media, ranging from the sequential illustration here to video later in the semester, and a bunch of other projects designed to get us thinking in 4d. artifact is the theme of the class - my peers are doing the same projects under a variety of different themes (tragically, haunting filled up too quickly and i missed out on enrollment in that one).

our first project was designing an artifact and doing a write-up of the story behind it. the girl to my left made beaded spiders members of a fictional cult carried. the guy across from me made an amulet of a long-dead god. you get the vibes. mine, which I still need to take professional photos of, is a pocketwatch that lets you time travel. cause, yknow. i'm me. it was gonna be about time travel.

i had originally intended to do a bunch of drawings of the watch's owner, building out her backstory and the world she lives in, and explaining why the watch exists,,,, then i couldn't bring myself to pick up the stylus. I just can't seem to find the energy for my usual digital art (sorry friends i miss yall i'm still here i swear).

here's the bit about my life so feel free to stop reading if you just care about the art 👍

I haven't drawn fanart or my ocs in months now, since last semester, and I miss it a whole bunch but right now that creative energy just. is not happening. i don't plan on abandoning it forever by any means, but p much everything i have is going towards school right now. sad as that is, i'm having so much fun, and i'm so proud of the technical improvements i've made. I've got so many things i want to create, mostly for my ocs. i still love crit role, but i've fallen of campaign three. i don't have the time, and the story hasn't been engaging me for a bit.

i've been really into dr who lately, and am eagerly waiting for the spare time to sit and watch all of candela obscura. i'm in a new dnd game. i've got friends! real life friends! irl friends who called me the wizard friend within a few hours of knowing me before i even opened my mouth about dnd lmao. i've discovered a new love of collage, and i've just declared my major in something unique to my school, a program called Studio for Interrelated Media. i'll be learning about illustration still through the extra electives i'll have room for, but i also get to explore printmaking in more depth, as well as event planning, installation, curation, and theatre work as well.

i miss being on here a whole bunch and want to be more active when i get more time. don't plan on abandoning this blog by any means. boston has been kind to me, and though i have had some Real Low Points, i've also been living the life i've hoped for since i was a kid. i'm good, really really good.

to my friends, ily, i miss you, and i hope you're well. can't wait to catch up on all yalls art and fic. sending all my love. <3

#my art #collage #mixed media