#and also that i could just magically write perfect things forever so i never had to be corrected. they correct me becasue of the woke

[boydyker]

they put me here after i get back the thesis edits i asked my committee readers to give me . because of the woke

#me when i have done smth so wrong i need edits. and it isnt perfect the first time and i forgot to finish a whole sentence #they should let me hibernate for a year . and a half. in tbecause of in the woke #thesiscore #i wish the world werent so scary and full of fear and shame forever #and also that i could just magically write perfect things forever so i never had to be corrected. they correct me becasue of the woke

[ryker-writes]

Hiiiii thanks for making my day your the best, I give you so many hug (or high fives if you don't want hugs!) If I may ask can you write a broken relationships with malleus pretty please with a cheery on top? ( Also can I be lizard anon please! 🦎)

I would gladly accept any and all hugs! And I will devour that cherry while I write this-

Malleus I feel would be one of the ones that actually would be a good sibling so it's difficult to think about how a broken sibling relationship with him would be lol

Note: I haven't read any of Chapter 7 yet

Request Rules and Masterlists

Broken Sibling relationships

Malleus as a sibling (Broken relationship)

To say that you and Malleus were different would've been an understatement.

Even as kids, you two were very different. He was always treated as the best and the golden child, seen with much love, and he was naturally talented at just about anything. He had no problems with magic, no threats, and no flaws. He was the perfect heir for the throne of Briar Valley

And you? You were his younger sibling.

Compared to Malleus, you were never anyone's priority

Of course, you had servants and knights helping you just like him, but anything Malleus needed always took priority

Your help could be taken away at any moment for the sake of Malleus getting help

In the beginning, it didn't bother you as much because you and Malleus were together a lot of the time! He would spend a lot of time with you, and the two of you had so much fun together

You two would spend hours together in the library, and Malleus would read to you books on magic and history, but he got really passionate when he read about gargoyles. The two of you even ran around the castle once, trying to identify each gargoyle, both of your laughter echoing through the halls for guards and servants to hear

But as the years went by, things changed. Malleus had to become more of the heir he's meant to be. He spent most of his time alone or surrounded by guards

You started to get used to being in Malleus' shadow and not taking priority. Your brother had helped you feel less alone and more equal in the past, but he was too busy for you now

everything only got worse once you two had gone to Night Raven College

Malleus was praised from the moment he got there of course. He was recognized as one of the greatest and best of everyone there. He even had knights in training with him here, and a personal greeting from the headmage. You however...

"Who are you?"

You weren't even recognized or known. Not to the headmage, not to anyone. Why would you be? You aren't the heir of Briar Valley. You aren't the great wizard that Malleus is. And you aren't nearly as important.

Even after explaining who you were, people would just go "Oh." and ask about Malleus

To them, you might as well not even have a name. You were barely noticed. Barely recognized. And even when you were, you were simply known as Malleus' sibling. Nothing more.

And to top it all off: You weren't even invited to things

If people couldn't remember to invite Malleus, there's no way they remembered you. They probably didn't even know you existed. You're just in the background

You saw all the games he played in, all the praise he got, heck one of his knights practically worshiped the ground he walked on, but not when it came to you

People avoided him, they didn't notice or ignored you

Eventually, your birthday came around, and of course, no one noticed. Malleus didn't even see you at all, and didn't say anything

Your own brother didn't remember your birthday...

Are you cursed or something? Cursed to never be seen? Cursed to forever live a life that no one will notice? It's so cruel...

It's not like you wanted anything grand. You didn't need some big fancy party for your birthday

You just wanted to be acknowledged. For one day.

But compared to Malleus, you might as well be insignificant. He shone too brightly for anyone to even see you, hidden in his shadow

Even on a day that should be dedicated to you, he was the one being praised and followed around. He was the one everyone adored. Malleus, the prince of Briar Valley...

You were insignificant, unimportant, ignored

At this point, you can't even help but wonder if even Malleus himself forgot about you completely

you had assumed that was the case

that is, until you opened the your door the next morning. Sitting outside was a neatly wrapped gift box, and inside, a small gargoyle statue

#twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #malleus draconia x reader

[yanderehsr]

Hi!! It has been a while but i'm back!! WITH ANOTHER scenario . . . But this time is Genshin :33 Can i request a Yandere Lyney, Freminet and Lynette with a Mermaid!Darling? Thank you!!

I AAAAM ALIIIIIIVE. And thank you for the request, have been waiting to write for sus magician and cat magician.

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Clingy behaviour, Kidnapping

Lyney: He was surprised when he saw you, he had heard of mermaids but never encountered one before. He approached you to show you a simple magic trick, something to brighten your day. But the smile you gave him after the trick, it was enough to make his heart beat faster, a blush to cover his whole face and an obsession to take place in his heart.

Lyney wants all of your attention, he wants all of it to be his, Look at him like he is everything in the world and he will do the same for you, he returns to that body of water each and every day, it brings comfort that you are chained to the oceans so you can't encounter any humans up above.

But Lyney's monopoly of you doesn't last forever and others have taken notice of you, you don't look at him as much as you usually did, he can't have this, you are his, only his and no one elses. A revelation hits him, of course, you are his and he needs to bring you home. The best part of being a magician is that he can place the order of a gigantic fishbowl as a business expense.

"Oh my lovely little syren, how you have taken ahold of my heart. Is it nice in there, I would join you but sadly I can't breathe underwater"

Freminet: He is such a blushing mess, this is something straight out of his dreams, only now it is real, a real life mermaid. He is fumbling with his hands as he takes out a waterproofed kamera, he needs to take a picture before you notice him and escape, but you don't escape and instead you approach him.

Oh you were just so precious, so beautiful and perfect, Freminet couldn't help but fall for you, every single detail he could find out about you he would find, sure he stuttered with every question he asked you and felt embaressed, but it was worth it to know more about you.

You, everything that mattered was you now, Freminet closes himself of from others even more, barely talking to his own siblings anymore, he practically lives with you in the ocean, if anyone would ever find him down there they would also find your body chained down onto the ocean floor and Freminet cuddling you while glaring at whoever is disturbing his peace.

"You are just so pretty and perfect, and you are just for me"

Lynette: You are one of the few people she finds herself comfortable around, she always makes time for you and visits the beach so she can share tea and cookies, things you normally can't eat or drink since you can't leave the water.

You are Lynette's secret, the one thing she keeps from her brothers, she doesn't want to share you and she knows if Lyney would be here you would pay attention to him instead of her. Lynette doesn't hold back on her words, as soon as she realizes how deep her feelings go she confesses, she won't accept a no either.

If you reject Lynette you will find that one of the cookies she gave you had sleeping agents in them, she allows herself a small smile as she drags you from the water and into a smaller lake, you have enough freedom to move around but never escape. You have to rely on Lynette for food, the only payment you have to give her is allow her to mark you in some way, she loves seeing little love bites on your neck to show the world you are hers.

"This is your fault, you shouldn't have rejected me, you only have yourself to blame"

#yandere #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin #yandere lyney #yandere lyney x reader #yandere freminet #yandere freminet x reader #yandere lynette #yandere lynette x reader

[blues824]

Hi there! I hope you don't mind if you have time to write my request about Ciel Phantomhive and Sebastian with nb! or fem! reader as malleus?

What’s up, Anon? I put reader as having horns, but no other description is used.

Ciel Phantomhive

Her Royal Majesty had requested that he host you in the Phantomhive house. He didn’t want to let the Queen down, so he had his staff prepare for your arrival. By ‘his staff’, I mean Sebastian because there is no way that Mey-Rin, Bard, and Finny would be able to accomplish the tasks given to them.

Then you arrived. The most noticeable thing about you was your horns, but Ciel was not intimidated. He had a demon for a butler, after all. He showed you to the room where you would be staying, and you had a surprisingly friendly and polite demeanor. He left you to go get settled in, and went straight to his renowned butler to ask about you and your background.

The things he learned about you were pretty shocking, like how you were a dragon fae from a land called ‘Twisted Wonderland’. It sounded like something he would read about in a novel, not see in real-life. He wanted to get to know you personally, though, so he went to your room and invited you to a game of chess in his study.

Imagine his surprise when you managed to beat him at a board game that he thought he was invincible at. Your cunning mind really intrigued him, so he proposed that he take you around London as your prize. You agreed, and were very excited to see the city that you hadn’t had much of a chance to explore yet. You asked if there were any abandoned buildings or gargoyles, and he said there might be a few.

The excitement on your face as he led you around the streets of the city made him want you to stay so that he could continue bringing wonder to you. The look of happiness on your face when he brought you to an ice cream vendor to try some of the cold treat was one that he wished he could see forever.

Sebastian Michaelis

The young master had informed him that you would be staying at the Phantomhive Manor and he received orders to get the Manor ready. Sebastian, being Sebastian, wanted to make sure that everything was in pristine condition because there was no way that a member of a far away royal family would be housed in anything less than perfection, so he told each of the staff members to not touch anything.

When you arrived, he was standing right beside Ciel and greeted you by bowing and welcoming you to the Manor. Ciel told him to get your things to your room as he showed you around, and that’s when Sebastian noticed your horns. He knew that you weren’t a demon, as a demon typically doesn’t show any horns, so you must have been some other creature.

Well, as he finally led you to where you would be staying, he asked what sort of being you were. You really didn’t want to tell him, but you could feel the magic within him. He was sort of like you, so you felt as though he wouldn’t be scared of you. You told him that you were a dragon fae from a realm called Twisted Wonderland, and that you were the Crowned Heir to one of the many lands within said realm, Briar Valley. It was all very intriguing to the demon butler, as he had never been.

During your stay, it was rather unfortunate that he had so many chores to do when you wanted to talk to him. So, you offered to help him. He at first refused, saying that it would be very improper for a member of visiting royalty to do chores, but you told him that it would give you a normal person’s experience, something necessary for when you are crowned the reigning monarch. He smiled at the loophole, before handing you the rag that he was using to dust the library.

It allowed you both to get to know each other, but he never revealed what he was. You just knew that he wasn’t a human, and that no harm would come to you in his presence; not just because you are the most powerful mage in this world, but also because you are under the protection of Queen Victoria, who already sees you as another one of her children.

#kuroshitsuji x reader #kuroshitsuji #black butler #black butler x reader #ciel x reader #black butler ciel #ciel #ciel phantomhive x reader #ciel phantomhive #sebastian michaelis x reader #sebastian x reader #black butler sebastian #sebastian #sebastian michaelis

[anincompletelist]

[ vol i | vol ii | vol iii | vol iv ]

happy january friends! :D

there have been a crazy number of wonderful fics that I have had time to catch up on this month, and I've saved a few for next month's rec as well!

as always, please remember to leave kudos and a comment if you enjoyed the fic or show support in other ways, and be kind! mind the tags and if you come across something you dislike, please kindly (and quietly) move on.

this turned out to be a bit of a long one! I hope everyone has had a wonderful start to the new year so far, and happy reading y'all! <3

+

it's a kind of magic | Jaistiel | E | 82k

Henry, the man who had asked if Alex's magic hurt him before asking if he used it for evil things. Henry, the man who seemed terrified of his magic, but also held a level of awe and wonder about it. Henry, the man who was likely scared out of his mind to share a tent with someone capable of the things Alex could do, but was offering anyway. "Alex." He watched as Henry's eyes widened with shock, his jaw dropping open just enough for his full lips to form a small, perfect 'o' shape. "If you're asking me to share your tent and your blankets, I guess you should at least know my name."

+

you can see it with the lights out | weathersriley | G | 3k

"Alex thinks of the water. Of feeling like he might never reach the surface, might never reach Henry. But Henry is here; Alex remembers falling asleep in the glow of his presence, and beneath his shaking fingers, Henry’s chest is warm and his heart is beating steadily and Henry is here. Alex is afraid, but Henry is here."

+

Dream A Little Dream Of Me | @affectionatelyrs | T+ | 9k

They’re no longer in the garden. There’s no grass, no flowers, no fireflies. Only stars—hundreds upon hundreds of them in an otherwise vast sea of darkness, dazzling and twinkling and here. “How—” “They came here for you,” Alex says, his voice light. “It’s what you desired. So, I asked them to come and shine. Just for you.” “But won’t the world need them?” Alex shrugs and simply says, “You need them more.” [Or, Five times Alex visits Henry in his dreams during his dark days, and one time he does so in the real world (and stays)]

+

if I do not have (your) love, I am nothing | @read-and-write- | M | 9k

The church says that sin keeps you away from God. Your disobedience is to remain hidden and only admitted during confession. The greater the sin, the greater your penance should be, and God, as the loving God he is, will forgive you. Because God is love, and he’s the greatest expression of it. Love thy neighbor is the greatest mandate of all. Yet, when Alex loves, his love is seen as perverse, impure. The greatest sin he has committed was to fall in love with another man, who has lain by his side during countless nights. But when Alex looks at Henry, he finds nothing reprehensible, nothing unclean. Instead, he finds the truest form of worship held between his arms, trailing fingertips that climb up Henry’s spine as a litany of words spill out from his mouth. A room consecrated by each whisper of God’s name, said so reverently that no one would dare say they have taken His name in vain. [A character study of Alex, religion, divinity and love.]

+

sea of endless hope | acastle | E | 65k+

Henry watches Alex, the man he adores and loves so ardently, and the moment is palpable, delicate, and yet too large for even the sky to contain. He watches Alex, and in that moment, he wants to be his husband, the ache and urge of it almost unbearable. “Daddy!” Nena takes Henry’s hands, and he looks down at her, the angel who had saved him, and he smiles at her, quiet with emotion, letting her lead him into place. He would follow her, follow Alex, anywhere. (Henry, Alex, and their daughter, and the first years of coming home, forever.)

+

I wake up with your memory over me (and that's a real fucking legacy) | @coffeecatsme | E | 21k

The ski instructor stops in front of him, takes off his goggles, and Henry about stops breathing for another reason. “Hey,” Alexander says with a grin, his face distinctly lacking in wrinkles Henry was expecting from a renowned instructor. There’s a bright grin on his face that rivals the sun, rich brown curls spilling out of a red beanie, and Henry realizes he’s absolutely fucked for a whole other reason than his inability to figure out how to stay upright in skis.  [Or, the one in which Henry is hopeless at skiing despite his family's aspirations, and Mary hires Alex as an instructor to amend that.]

+

Praise and Supplication | @nocoastposts | E | 3k

Alex is always moving, always going, always seeking. He is defiance and brashness tinged with anxiety, but not in these moments. Henry pins him down with a gaze as heavy as his touch, and all of Alex’s motions cease. He is calm, he is obedient, he is pliable. He knows he’ll be broken apart piece by piece, sending waves of heat deep into his core. [When Alex gets stuck in his head, Henry helps him let go.]

+

Room for Rent (Sex Dungeon Not Included) | @everwitch-magiks | E | 19k

When Alex comes, he only knows two things: that he’s good, and that he’s Henry’s. And that’s all he needs to know. Alex’s housemate has a sex dungeon. It’s pretty much exactly what you’d expect; whips and bondage gear and a chair that looks like something a gynecologist would have use for. Alex, being the chill, sex-positive guy he is, is of course extremely cool with this. Totally normal about it. Enthusiastically supportive, even. But as Alex watches Henry invite a steady stream of men into his dungeon, he develops one tiny little issue with the arrangement: he desperately wants to take their place.

+

stolen glances with a string attached | @wordsofhoneydew | T+ | 6k

Henry’s eyes widen, his body tensing up in sheer humiliation. That’s when he sees a sly smirk make its way to the man’s lips, and it only makes the embarrassment course through his body more rapidly, feeling all the blood rush to his cheeks. The man then spins around in his office chair, reaching for what looks to be a piece of paper and a pen. He scribbles on it for a swift moment before pressing the paper up against his office window. The paper reads, “TAKE A PIC,” written in sloppy, bubble-like handwriting just barely legible enough for Henry to read. The man grabs another paper and writes for a moment longer, this time reading, “JK” with a winky face. Henry cocks an inquisitive eyebrow in his direction, the embarrassment slowly morphing into curiosity as the man turns the paper over for Henry to read the other side. “ALEX.” [An AU in which two men fall in love through their office windows]

+

two is better than one | @bigassbowlingballhead | E | 8k

“You’ve thought about being with two of me, baby?” Alex teases, “Are you sure you can handle that?” he smirks. “I can’t say the thought hasn’t crossed my mind.” Henry says matter of factly. “Not that it’s even fathomable.” “What if it could be…”

+

love left a permanent mark | @hypnostheory | E | 10k

Henry clears his throat and answers again. “I’m a bit nervous. About the needles.” “Thank you for telling me,” Alex says, voice dipping low. Henry wouldn’t move from his spot on the couch if the apartment was on fire. “People aren’t afraid of the needle. They’re afraid of the pain. But you’re not scared of that, right?” [Henry decides to get a tattoo. It comes with more than one kind of aftercare.]

+

Grounded In Fact | @england-would-fall | E | 5k

When Georgetown grad student Henry's and Alex's flights home are cancelled for bad weather, they secure the last room at a nearby hotel. Henry Fox, facing the prospect of sharing a bed with his roommate/love of his life/friend he has never confessed his feelings to, enters into an epic state of Gay Panic (tm). Come on in and watch as Henry Who Is Experiencing The Greatest Tragedy Since The Burning Of Alexandria navigates this very real and not at all in-his-head crisis.

+

kitchen confidential | @dumbpeachjuice | T+ | 4k

The NDA is approximately a mile long. “Jesus fuck,” Alex splutters. “What, is their favourite film The Menu or something? Am I gonna come out of this one alive?” [Or, the one where Alex is hired to cater a private dinner party for Prince Henry and his friends, and it does not go as he expects.]

+

Newton's Fourth Law | dilfpickles | E | 26k

In which Alex meets his new very attractive roommate through Reddit, downloads Grindr, and discovers some things about himself and his roommate in the process.

+

Knowing me, knowing you | phlebotinxm | E | 8k

It wasn’t like the thought crept up on him by surprise. It had come in waves, like white salty water spread upon the shore and leaving little bits of foam and dust for people to see, like an idea Henry couldn’t quite shake that seemed to bleed into every era of their lives. It stayed at the back of his mind as he got up in the morning, and pulsed against his temple when he fell asleep. [In which, upon discovering something he’d never imagined about his father, Henry realizes that he is ready to take the next big step in his and Alex’s relationship.]

+

All the Lonely Starbucks Lovers | @kiwiana-writes | E | 5k

“That floor doesn’t look like it’s very comfortable on your knees, is all.” Henry leans forward, scooping out a piece of brownie that got under the counter, somehow. “I wouldn’t worry about that—my knees are quite used to it, I assure you.” A ringing silence follows this pronouncement, during which Henry focuses very hard on opening a trap door directly into hell with the power of his mind. [Or, five times Henry puts his foot in his mouth in front of his customer crush, and one time he puts his dick in his customer crush's mouth instead doesn't.]

+

The Consequences (Of Our Actions) series | @anchoredarchangel | E | 78k+

"I sort of came out as bisexual to both Nora and myself when we were watching that fucking snoozefest of a Royal Wedding years ago, and I told her with no hesitation that you were on my list.” Suddenly, Henry looks very present in this previously one-sided conversation, eyes boring into him even if he sounds a little choked as he clarifies, “I was on-” “My No Consequences sex list,” Alex confirms brazenly, “Yeah." [Or: During an inadvisable spot of dating years back, Alex and Nora made a game out of making extensive lists of celebrities they could hook up with without it being cheating. One breakup and several years later, Alex meets someone on his list for the very first time at a charity gala and decides it's appropriate to tell him all about it.]

+

Burnt Offering | justice fortheJ14magazine | G | 9k

He just needs to get through washing his hair. Simple. Except washing his hair has never been simple. It’s the polar opposite, actually. The more he thinks about the task set out in front of him, the more daunting and impossible it feels. His limbs feel like lead and the weight of the hot water pouring over him makes his head buzz. But Alex can do this. He’s done it before. A shower after a long lacrosse game or that one time he had the flu and had to stop three times to sit under the water and collect himself. He can handle a little finals week exhaustion. He has to. [Or, Alex’s hair care routine is elaborate, he struggles to let Henry help him, and he learns some important things about receiving love through service.]

+

Ho for the Holidays | @whimsymanaged | E | 6k

“Listen, don’t worry about this,” Henry says quickly, already mentally crafting the passive-aggressive text he’s going to send Pez. “Better luck next year. I’ll just be off—“ “Hold your damn horses.” Alex stops Henry with a fast, surprisingly gentle hand to his wrist. His eyebrows furrow. “What did you put on your questionnaire?” Henry’s ears go hot. “That’s none of your business.” Alex scoffs and leans in closer. “Baby, we matched. It’s safe to say we have at least some interests in common. Be honest—was it because you confessed to having a secret desire to slap me?” [Or, Pez organizes an event called Ho for the Holidays, and these two idiots get paired up.]

--

see you all soon! :D

sarah / anincompletelist xx

#my fic recs #fic recs #rwrb fic #red white and royal blue fanfic #firstprince #Alex x Henry #alex claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor

[salty-croissants]

Bullfrog and Rayman/Ramon x pregnant reader : talking to their child

Thank you @elyn-27 for the request !

This is a really cute concept , always down to write something wholesome for my favorite boys ://)

Hope it turned out okay ! 

Details : use of female reader ( preferred given the premise ) ; 

established relationships ; 

no warnings needed 

Bullfrog 💚

Oh yeah … he definitely talks with the baby a lot , mostly when the both of you are someplace safe , just cuddling after a long day . 

Hearing Bullfrog whisper in the coziness of your room , his head gently placed against your belly , never fails to make you smile . 

< Oui , mon petit , that really happened today ! 

If your mother didn’t patch me up , it would’ve all been very troublesome …

She truly is une merveille ~ > 

< Aww , honey … ! ~ > 

You can see his eyes light up every time he hears the baby move even just a little , and it’s honestly the most precious thing : 

this frog is just so excited about your child , but he tries really hard to contain himself to avoid overwhelming you too much … 

Instead , Bullfrog continues on caressing your belly with his strong , gentle hands , a smile of pure delight on his face while he does it . 

Bullfrog does indeed get worried about what kind of life your child will have to live , given he is an assassin who often has to leave for the mission assigned by the Warden , and the thought of not being able to be there for them because of what he does crushes him …

However , as soon as you give him that soft , understanding look and pat on the bed to suggest him to lie down with you , he just feels a wave of peace and most of all love wash over his troubled mind :

resting his head on your belly is something that works like magic for your lover .

< Mm , mercy mon amour … > 

< No need to thank me , sweetie : we are going to be okay , I just know it . > 

Rayman 🧡

Okay , did I mention that Bullfrog is one who talks to the baby a lot ?

Because Rayman beats him fair and square on that account : 

if he could he would never leave your side , busy to explain your child just how perfect in every way their mother is . 

It’s very cute ;//C//; 

< Oh yes indeed , y/n is very wonderful ! 

She is the light of my life , my beautiful sweetheart , and - > 

< Ray honey , you’re gonna be late for work ~ > 

< Oh - I almost forgot — 

Uh , I’ll be back soon , okay ? Both of you , wait for me ! 

Love you ! > 

< Love you too !

… heh … your Dad is surely something isn’t he ? ~ >

Rayman definitely kisses your belly pretty much every time you’re together , enjoying to hear your adorable flustered giggles …

< Ah , there is that lovely smile … god , I wish we could stay like this forever , I’m in heaven whenever I hear your voice ~ > 

< H-Heyy come on , now you’re just trying to make me blush ! ~ > 

< Hehe , can’t say that’s not true darling ~ > 

Rayman also loves to place his head on the crook of your neck , occasionally giving it a little kiss while his hands gently hold your belly …

It’s a very intimate little moment that really helps him calm down , especially after he’s had a long day at work . 

You really make this man feel like home , and he will never be able to thank you enough .

< I love you … mm … I love you so much , y/n … I can’t wait for our little angel to arrive … ~ > 

Ramon 🖤

Ramon’s nights are often tormented by nightmares and understandable worries for you and your child’s futures , so most of the time he ends up resting his head on your belly , the comfort of your warmth being the only thing that can put him at ease …

< Bad dream … ? > 

< … yeah . 

Is it okay if I … ? > 

< Of course Ram , you can stay there as long as you want .

We are both here for you … don’t forget that , okay … ? > 

< I could never … > 

And it’s mostly at night , while he is trying his best to fall asleep , that you’re able to hear Ramon talk to your child with a very quiet voice to avoid waking you up : 

it’s something that he does fairly often , it’s just very soothing for him .

< … it’s not gonna be easy when you’ll get here , I won’t lie to you … but I promise that no matter what happens I’m going to keep you safe … I will keep all of us safe . 

I owe this to you … I owe this to my beautiful y/n … > 

< Mmm … are you talking about me back there , Ram ? ~ > 

< Oh - 

I … heh , thought you couldn’t hear me … 

I still one hundred percent mean what I said , though ~ > 

Whenever he has to leave your place ( something that almost never occurs since he wants to be there for you as much as possible ) , Ramon makes sure to say goodbye to both of you before heading out , it’s something that he never forgets .

< Be careful out there , my love … mm … we will be waiting for you . > 

< I’ll be careful darling , don’t worry … take care of yourself while I’m gone , okay ? 

And the same goes for you . >

After one last kiss on your belly he steps out in the dangers of the street , with only one thing in mind : 

going back home to you and your child , no matter what . 

#captain laserhawk #x reader #rayman x reader #bullfrog x reader #bullfrog captain laserhawk #captain lazerhawk rayman #captain laserhawk bullfrog #rayman #captain lazerhawk bullfrog #ramon clh #cl rayman #female reader

[fozmeadows]

hey. i think i'm going through a phase of self-hatred and… I don't know, of believing I'm not capable of anything. would you have any tips or books that approach this from an AFAB/trans perspective so I can cope? (it's not that I hate myself for being trans. I just have insecurities, anxieties and I don't know what to do to stop most things from seeming so discouraging, for lack of a better word.)

I'm sorry you're having a hard time! I don't have any book recommendations, and I'm not exactly an expert, but:

Where possible, try to focus on what you enjoy about the process of an action instead of worrying about the end result. A lot of anxiety comes from privileging a hypothetical future version of yourself ahead of the person you are in the moment, and while it's still good to have goals and aspirations for the future, that doesn't render your present self irrelevant, because that's who you have to be to achieve them.

To give a personal example: late last year, I was really disappointed with how little reading I'd managed to get done in 2023 particularly, but also over the pandemic. I'd bought all these awesome books that I really wanted to read, but I never seemed to get around to starting most of them, and meanwhile, I was spending hours of my life mindlessly doomscrolling Twitter and TikTok, which regardless of anything else is a really good way to depress yourself about the state of the world. So I sat down and thought about it, and I realized that the problem was how much pressure I was putting on myself about reading. I wanted so badly to finish books that I was psyching myself out of starting them in the first place, because each choice had to be Perfect, lest I pick the wrong book at the wrong time and waste twenty minutes or an hour or three reading something I might later set aside. And because I'd subconsciously set the stakes for starting a book so much higher than they needed to be, I'd end up dithering and scrolling social media to delay having to make a high-pressure choice at all.

In other words: I'd become so concerned about Future Foz's hypothetical dislike of a book I was yet to start reading that Present Foz would be scared to start it in the first place. I was forever privileging a version of myself that didn't exist and likely never would over the person I was now, and it was making me wildly unhappy, because it felt like I was failing at something I loved.

So my single New Years' Resolution became: to value myself and my time in the moment. If I catch myself scrolling for too long, I ask myself: is there literally anything else I'd rather be doing right now? Could I start a TV show, or a book, or a game, or write something, or message a friend, or have a bath? It doesn't matter if the activity goes anywhere long term; what matters is that I inevitably get more pleasure out of doing something than not. My time now matters, because I matter.

And suddenly, just from that one change? For the first time in I couldn't even say how long, I've read something every single day this year. In the whole of 2023, I read just 67 books; it's now the 30th of March 2024, and I've already finished 33. By giving myself permission to start things without the pressure to finish them, I'm suddenly finishing way more than when I was telling myself I had to finish everything, and I am vastly happier for it.

Is the world still a burning hellscape that daily makes me want to yeet a solid 80% of elected politicians globally into the sun? Yes. Am I still working on self-improvement in other areas of my life? Yes. Is it magically any easier being trans and queer in the current moment? No. But it helps to focus on who I am now, in this hour, in this minute, instead of worrying so much about whether some future version of me will think I spent this time badly that I don't use it for anything at all.

I don't know if this is helpful to your situation, and if it's not, I apologize for rambling. But it's a little change I've made lately that's helped me a lot, and I hope it might help you, too.

#foz answers things #self help #anxiety #self improvement #self care #reading

[lucalicatteart]

Finally finished my weird hanging painting thing (originally a secondhand partially-done 'paint by numbers' kit that I found at a thrift store and kept to repurpose lol)! Imagery somewhat based in my own worldbuilding projects, and text written in my constructed language for one of my fantasy species, but also vaguely inspired by old tapestries and illuminated manuscripts and etc. I've never been great at neat clean patterning or text, but it looks cool from afar, and I always enjoy making "props" or things that are somewhat like real objects that might could exist in my world. :0

(additional pictures/info under the readmore)

-

Here's what it was originally! I probably didn't have to actually have a river running down the middle because it further makes the composition of the whole thing weird (various connected yet separate locations and things happening, instead of one unified event being portrayed), but I wasn't sure if I'd be able to fully cover up the already existing paint that was there.. and I can also kind of justify it by going with a more "all the imagery is just symbolic so it doesn't have to make exact sense" approach lol.. How is one half of the grass green and the other is suddenly snowy? shhhh.. it's not literal.. shhh...

Made a vague sketch, then painted over it, and then added more distinct lines in black pen. Center image first and border second.

The very last thing was the text, which actually took forever to translate because my conlang is still only like.. partially done, and some of the grammar is not worked out exactly how I would like it to be, so a few sentences I had to think about for a long time before just going "eh, this is probably not how I would do it if I considered it more, but I'll go with it for now" lol . I also am not entirely satisfied with all of the characters for the writing system, but again, it's good enough for a quick project, it doesn't have to be 100% accurate and perfect because it's a fake language that nobody knows anyway lol.

I thought about breaking down the text and translation here like I have for some of the tidbits of Avirrekava (the language) in things I've posted in the past, but I think it would take too long and is not interesting to anyone but me ghghj, so for the sake of getting the post out quickly, I shall not spend an hour typing All That lol.

The general jist of the writing though is that it's just about the Avirre'thel being cast out from the other elves, after abandoning their magic for immortality as a means to truly attain perfection (an important concept in elven culture), the usual, blah blah blah, but how it's Actually A Good Thing, because the gods are wrong and immortality is Cool actually and they like the shitty frozen lands they were sent to, so it's fine that everyone else is being a Hater about it lol

Lastly, here's a few photos outside in the sun to TRY and show the gold detailing actually shimmering or showing up! It really doesn't come through in photos, but there's plenty of little golden spots to highlight light or Importance.

Mostly the fire, the pink sparkle that represents magic, the red drop that represents blood, the light behind Inaashi's hands and head (common symbol for the elven religion/one of their main gods, shout out to anyone who read the ancient elven religion post and recognized that lol), the sun, and the symbol for the Avirre'thel/country of Navyete at the very top. I did a few other gold bits, but they're not highlighted because they're Significant, more just that it looked more symmetrical to have some gold on the border too lol.

Other things of note: The animals are not actually significant to Avirre'thel culture really, I just wanted to put a cat and a bird because I like them lol. (I also wanted to have a few funny looking creatures, as I was slightly trying to go with the 'in some old medieval painting the anatomy and perspective is very weird' vibe, though I think some of the other parts of it look too Normal to pull it off entirely). Same with the four leaf clover, which means nothing in their culture - but these are the only areas where stuff was just added self-indulgently .

Bligabata (giant cabbage that grows along rivers in Navyete) making an appearance! The architecture of the building IS based on actual concepts for ancient elven/older Avirre'thel architecture and metalwork. The Avirre'thel who's turning away from Inaashi/elves/magic and collecting blood, is doing so in a Special Bowl, as is part of their culture (collecting it in the hands, or just in a normal vessel would be disrespectful, they have Specific Bowls which is the only thing blood can be kept in, etc.).

The figure that represents Jhevona (and thus, a closer connection to magic, celestial imagery, etc.) is in weird ugly teal, which is not necessarily a color or design associated with them, as I don't have much common culture (like clothing) worked out for Northern Jhevona (who the avirre'thel would have come into contact with) yet, BUT everyone else is in more Typical colors (a northern elf in green, Inaashi in lavender + white + blue, an Avirre'thel in darker purples and reds).

Some things, like the four figures in the corners, and the two people + fish in the stream, do not currently have a meaning, but in-world they would.. Like, I could make up lore for how they're culturally significant and it would be true because I am god of the world, but I don't have anything currently. But just know.. they DO mean something, I just haven't decided it yet, maybe kind of fill in as I go, come up with a meaning later lol. Probably along the lines of an old myth from the ancient elven religion, a story, etc.

-

I don't know, probably other stuff, but that's my Trying To Keep It Short rambling for now lol. I'm just glad I finally finished this! For how vaguely sloppy it is up close (everything being completely freehanded, only used rulers once when doing the initial sketch and lining where the border should be + my hands are shaky + the canvas is bumpy + my handwriting is scratchy and terrible + etc. etc.) it still took a REALLY long time, even when not trying to make it all perfect. Especially if including the text translation + writing, which took like 3+ hours itself.

Maybe all the asymmetry/lack of things being centered is NOT because I was too lazy to measure anything, but is actually because in-universe, it's a practice illustration made by some young apprentice who has to work on little canvases for years before he can be trusted will a full sized mural or tapestry. It's his first week on the job! of course he's uncoordinated! don't laugh at him!!! lol

#worldbuilding #elves #I AM WORKING ON A NEW PAVENTURE POST also !!!! I know I keep being like 'oh I'm going to get back to that! I'll stick to it this time!!' #and then another whole month goes by without me posting a new poll adventure - however - this time I DID fully intend to so #*do another one soon but my beloved beautiful perfect cat unfortunately passed away AND there was a heat #wave ANd I felt sick for a while for unrelated reasons so I just genuinely was not focused on posting online at all #I am trying to get back to it though along with other things hopefully so. #ANYWAY #avirre'thel #irithoas #maybe???? not super relevant to elves but I'll keep it intheir tag anyway also. Just since their lore is so closely tied with avirre'thel s #stuff and they're mentioned in the post. Or the gods are. Inaashi is. #OIGUGUGUGUHH I should have done a tapestry with the FCJhjkING triplets!!!!! Sehalanora Semoniyare and the other one whatever the hell #his name is. ... sehalanora my beloved .. (I'm referencing the ancient elven gods - for those who dont know) #It's funny that I rarely watch tv shows and when I do I rarely if EVER care about characters at all in any capacity #with maybe like a handful of even then extremely minor exceptions so I cannot relate to the concept of like 'having a blorbo' or whatever #but then for my extremely niche worldbuilding content #.. it's like OMG MY FAVORITE character!!! my favorite obscure god from a religion #that I entirely made up myself for a cultural group that I also made up that literally only I and maybe like two other #people who are able to sit through my novel long dry and wordy worldbuilding posts care about!! you all know them DUH!! #even WITHIN modern elven culture in the world at the moment in current day most people do not give a shit about them hghj #BUT .. I should have made a painting of the siblings actually!!! I stand by that!! #I mean I like Inaashi and Nisateyu and everything too. Actually all of them are fine except for Ea'ivuyera I guess. whoever the #like War and Order bootlicker god is basically. and the Evil dumbass one. but all the others are fine. I'm suprised I'm even able to rememb #that many ancient elven goofily long names ghgh.. But I could have maybe made it about the elven gods #The thing is just that.. i Don't have ancient elvish worked out as a language and I knew I wanted to put text on it #so it kind of HAD to be something written/drawn by the Avirre'thel #Knwoledge of the ancient elven gods is still a thing in their culture. But usually more as a joke or just a common fairytale knowledge #sort of thing. not really something to make a painting of. Inaashi is here less because of Inaashi The God being genuinely significant and #and more just she's there to Symbolize the elven religion as a whole. just like all the other figures are mere symbols of things. etc.

[cummin-n-cryin]

👁️👁️ Phantom bride event gave me ideas. What if instead of Eliza, we the reader are the birde? The wedding is assumed fake, a means of just helping everyone live out a fantasy or even get parents off their backs. By the time we realize that it's real, it's already too late. You can do this as headcanons if it makes you more comfortable. I didn't see a limit but just in case, specifically Idia, Kalim and Jamil for this.

~Thank you for your request!

Together Forever!

Idia Shroud + Kalim Al-Asim + Jamil Viper x gn!reader (they are all separate)

Tw: Yandere, obsession, forced marriage

Side Note: I did this more from their pov as it was just easier for me to write. I apologize that this took so long I had to research the characters, and writing their dialogue was tricky. Anyway I hope you like it!

~Idia Shroud~

Seeing you talking and dancing around with those other humans in such beautiful and extravagant clothes made Idia's heart race. You truly looked ethereal... His eyes burned from not blinking, he didn't want to miss a single detail of this CG, this might be a once in a lifetime event!

As he continued to watch you however, Idia couldn't help but notice the way the humans were talking to you.

You were being surrounded by those normies, all talking and chatting with you. They were acting like he couldn't see all of them salivating at the mouth just to get near you... with those stupid looks in their eyes... Have they ever looked in a mirror?! Don't they see how unworthy of your time they are, of your beauty, of yo-your.. EVERYTHING?!!?! DON'T THEY SEE HOW MUCH BETTER YOU ARE THAN THEM?!?!?!

.......um.. anyway-

Eventually after "watching" (stalking) you for so long, you left those normies and retreated into an empty hall, this was the perfect opportunity for Idia. After waiting for months just to talk to you, watching you through the school's cameras just wasn't enough anymore.

His parents have been pestering him about finding a partner lately so maybe....

"He-hey, um.. I know this might sound weird..."

Surprisingly it was much easier to convince you than he thought! Even though he was stumbling through saying the words, you were so willing to help him get his parents to stop bugging him, by faking a marriage with him of all things!

Of course he reassured you that it was fake, but.... obviously you must be deeply in love with him, you wouldn't have agreed otherwise, right? If you really didn't love him you wouldn't have agreed to marry a weirdo otaku like him!!

The whole event was a phenomenal experience. He put the ring on your finger and finally after watching from the shadows for so long, Idia leaned in and kissed you. He never tasted anything sweeter.

That look of shock on your face... you must be as happy as he is! He understands that this must be quite overwhelming for you, as it is for him but there's no need to cry. He wont ever leave you, you two can stay together forever!

"Fuheehee... finally.. now you can never leave me~~."

New Achievement Unlocked: Married!

~Kalim Al-Asim~

Kalim has shown his love for you so many times at this point, he would go to Ramshackle and drag you over to Scarabia to throw huge banquets for you, every moment he could he would spend his time with you.

He would sometimes invite you over late at night to join him for board games, dancing, or going on magic carpet rides always saying, "Come on! Come hang out with me, it'll be super fun!"

You always looked so happy to join him, which also made him super happy!

Kalim comes from a BIG family. He loves all of his family members dearly. He also really loves you, so you should join his family too! Which obviously means you two should get married! The bigger the family the better, right?

But Jamil always managed to stop Kalim, saying he needs to focus on his schoolwork among other things. So with a heavy heart and a deep sigh he pushed away his feelings for now, waiting for the perfect day to propose to you.

Finally that day came.

You were dressed in expensive and luxurious fabrics, dancing and laughing with the others. You had such a huge smile on your face, but.. he wished that it was you looking at him like that, he wanted to be the one you were dancing and laughing with!

So he ran up to you, "Y/n! I need to ask you something!"

He proposed the idea that you and him should get fake married! Thankfully you agreed easily, seeing it as a fun and interesting way to end such a chaotic night like this, and besides how could you hate Kalim, the banquets Kalim throws are always amazing!!

Of course it's all a lie and he feels super bad for lying about it, but don't worry! When you and him go to the Scalding Sands he'll throw an extra huge banquet and a parade to celebrate your marriage, also all his family will be there to!

However for right now the Scarabia dorm will work.

After setting up a banquet and a parade in Scarabia with the help of Jamil, you two were now officially married! During the whole event Kalim was ecstatic. He felt a rush course through him and he was so happy!

Of course being as happy as he was he couldn't help it, and he leaned towards you and kissed you. He felt like he was flying on clouds, there was no feeling that could compare to how he felt when he put his lips on yours. He was addicted.

You just stood in shock, he couldn't blame you he's shocked as well! He grabbed your hand and took off running towards the dancefloor, giggling and laughing along the way. He knows those tears your crying are because your so overjoyed, he feels like crying too! He finally gets to be with you forever, he could never be happier!

"Hahaha~! Let's sing and dance till the sun rises, together!"

~Jamil Viper~

Jamil has been pining for you for so long at this point. The only reason he never confessed his feelings was because of Kalim. Having to watch over Kalim while he saw you hanging out with Ace, Deuce, and Grim made his blood boil. He really just wanted you all to himself.

These feelings of his were strange at first, unexpected even, but not bad. However over time what started as a simple fascination or even crush turned into an obsession. He was possessive, he needed you, no... wanted you, and as he thought about it more and more what better way to keep you by his side than marriage?

He planned carefully for many days and nights, trying to figure out how to get you to fall in love with him. He tried to do things typical people would do, such as cooking food for you, trying to talk to you, and even trying to help you with your school work, but Kalim... tche, Kalim just wouldn't stop getting in the way...

Kalim would constantly grab your attention, dragging you off somewhere else when Jamil was right there trying to have a conversation with you, or Kalim would ask Jamil to start making food for a banquet when he was in the middle of cooking food for you. It was frustrating really...

Lucky for him however a very unique event would take place at the school.

Now here you are dressed in colorful and unique fabrics, dancing and chatting with the other boys. You looked amazing, the colors and decorations you wore were eye-catching, the fabric silky smooth and shaped around your body perfectly, in short you looked stunning.

Most importantly however was that Kalim wasn't here to interrupt him. While he did not plan for this event he can certainly make do with what he's got, so he quickly thought of a plan and put it into action.

When you finally left your group to take a moment to yourself in the empty hallway, that's when he struck.

"Y/n. If I could speak to you for a moment..."

It was quite simple to convince you really, all he had to tell you was that he had no problem pretending to marry you so that all those annoying pests would leave you alone, acting as a knight in shining armor for you.

He of course thought of using his ability "Snake Whisper" to make it easier for you to "agree", but thankfully it seems having all those boys chatting you up was really getting on your nerves, and so you agreed to the fake marriage.

All according to plan...

Kalim, of course wanted to throw a banquet for you two newly weds, and this time Jamil let Kalim do as he pleased, after all Jamil got what he wanted...

Now here he is officially married to you, and leaning towards you he firmly plants his lips upon yours. He never felt more free in his life, if he had the choice he would have loved to hold you like this forever. He has you now, and he plans on never letting go.

Your shocked expression and your tears were expected when you realized the truth, but that's nothing "Snake Whisper" can't fix. If he has to manipulate you into loving him then so be it, but it would really make everything so much easier if you just cooperated with him. So don't cause him anymore grief and start loving him already.

"The only place you belong is beside me...."

#yandere twst x reader #yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #idia shroud #kalim al asim #jamil viper #tw yandere

[panlight]

okay so about genuinely good writing (although I'm generally a stephenie meyer apologist about her writing so take this with a grain of salt) but I actually think the passage in eclipse where jacob is like, “if you had met me first and edward never moved to forks we would have fallen in love and made a life together” and bella is like, “yknow yeah you're probably right” and pictures the children she would have had with jacob. and idk I just always thought that was such a fascinating end to the love triangle. admitting that a life with jacob would have been effortless had she not met edward. (and low-key I wish there was some kind of fic where this did happen and then edward moved to forks when bella was in her forties because THAT would be a better love story than twilight just based on how creepy it would be)

SM has talked about this too; she has a bit in her Eclipse FAQ on her website that makes it pretty clear that Bella does not have just "love him like family" feelings for Jacob:

Bella does not fall in love with Jacob in Eclipse. Bella falls in love with Jacob in New Moon. I think it’s easy to understand why this fact doesn’t occur to her. Bella has only fallen in love one time, and it was a very sudden, dramatic, sweep-you-off-your-feet, change-your-world, magical, passionate, all-consuming thing (see: Twilight). Can you blame her for not recognizing a much more subtle kind of falling-in-love? Does this love devaluate her love for Edward? Not for me. For me, it makes that perfect true love stronger. Bella has another option. She has a really good one. An option that’s easier in many ways, that takes nothing—like her family, present or future—away from her. She would have love, and friendship, and family—an enviable human future. But she chooses Edward over all of this. This makes it real for me.

But then she goes and make Jacob her future son-in-law so like, IDK. Weird choice, there.

Anyway yes I agree that were was something really beautiful and bittersweet about the realization that she could have had a happy life with Jacob. I particularly remember, "I could see years passing, and meaning something as they passed, changing me," which is a stark contrast to the frozen existence of the vampires. . . and then she chose to also force Jacob not to age by having him imprinting on an immortal half-vampire and again I'm left scratching my head.

I still think Jacob/Bella got away from her in the middle books; that she found herself more interested in them, in him, than made sense if she wanted to stick to the E/B, Jacob/Renesmee ending and then had to scramble in her edit of Forever Dawn into Breaking Dawn to try and get that genie back in the bottle and it just . . . never quite worked IMO.

#submission: the good and the cringe

[author-a-holmes]

10 Fandoms, 10 Characters

Thank you for the tag @morby

No rules attached to this one so I guess, just go for my faves (Without duplicating a fandom)... I feel like this is going to highlight at least one of my "types" but I guess I've outed myself on that front before rofl.

Tagging forward, with no pressure, to; @faelanvance, @cwritesfiction, @theunboundwriter, @arigalefantasynovels, @acertainmoshke, @avrablake, @ashen-crest, @sleepyowlwrites, @tisiphonewolfe, and anyone else who wants to play! <3

So, without further ado, my Favorite Characters in some of my favourite fandoms, in NO SPECIFIC ORDER...

One

Fandom; Doctor Who. Character; Doctor Who, Tenth Incarnation

David Tennant's run as The Doctor was my favourite. It was a magical combination of a phenomenal actor, a brilliant "companion", and A+ writing team, but it made me fall in love with the character as a whole. Smart, Intellligent, Alien, but also Vulnerable, and ineffably Human.

Two

Fandom; Marvel Cinematic Universe. Character; Tony Stark

And I do mean "Tony Stark", not "Iron Man". Don't get me wrong, Iron Man is cool, and is definitely my favourite Avenger, but it's because it's Tony Stark inside the suit. It's the intelligence of the character that, again, captivates me and as a writer I see so much potential there. If I wasn't so busy with my own writing projects I'd be very tempted to jump back into fandom again just to have a play with Tony Stark's possibilities.

Three

Fandom; Sherlock Holmes. Character; Sherlock

This one had to make the list considering my pen name! I've loved many of the Holmes adaptions, and but there's something specifically about Benedict Cumberbatch's Holmes where you can just see that brilliant mind ticking away behind his eyes.

Four

Fandom; The Mentalist Character; Patrick Jane

I thought the whole Mentalist story was phenomenal, and the backstory for the character of Patrick Jane, genuis. I also love how much Jane is aware that usually he's the smartest person in the room, but is also painfully aware when he's not.

Five

Fandom; Vincenzo Character; Vincenzo Cassano aka Park Joo-hyung

This is a newer addition to my list, and I've only seen the series once so my memory may be a little shaky, but this was another highly intelligent character. A little vicious, a little violent, but at heart also a good person, and I fell a little in love with the character every episode.

And now, let me pivot into my second "type"...

Six

Fandom; Lord of the Rings Character; Strider aka Aragorn son of Arathorn

The OG Fandom Fave, Lord of the Rings got me into fanfiction. I began my online writing career by writing a "10th Walker" fanfiction that never saw the light of day, because I've always found Arwen's character very frustrating. Then the films were released, and the rest is history. But give me Strider over the polished King Aragorn any day!

Seven

Fandom; Shadow and Bone (Netflix) Character; General Aleksander Kirigan aka The Darkling aka Aleksander Morozova

This one is a little more specific because I haven't read the books, so I have ZERO idea how accurate the series is to the original material, but Ben Barnes, specifically, as the Darkling is all my favourite things mixed up into one character. Smart, Intelligent, Damaged, Rough around the edges, In dire need of saving from himself. He's got it all.

Eight

Fandom; The 100 Character; Prince Roan of Azgeda

Another character that I feel had wasted potential! I think they could have done so much MORE with this character but, much like Shadow and Bone, I've not read the books! So it's possible Prince Roan had a bigger, better, for fulfilling part there than the TV Series.

Nine

Fandom; The Witcher Character; Geralt of Rivia

Look. I've loved Geralt forever. I loved him in the CDProjecktRed games. I bought the books, and loved him there, and then Henry Cavill went and made the 100% hands down perfect Geralt on screen. What more can I say?

Ten

Fandom; The Vampire Diaries/The Originals Character; Klaus Mikaelson

Is there a better example of a morally grey character? Not one I've found, to be honest. Klaus has a freaking tragic backstory, and it's completely twisted his worldview. Does he need a good smack upside he head to teach him that his methods are fucked? Absolutely. Does that make me love him any less? Absolutely not!

#10 Characters #10 Fandoms #Tag Game #Writeblr #Writeblr Community #Writing #Writing Community #Doctor Who #Tony Stark #MCU #Sherlock Holmes #Patrick Jane #The Mentalist #Vincenzo #Vincenzo Cassano #Park Joo-hyung #Strider #Aragorn #Lord of the Rings #The Darkling #Aleksander Kirigan #Aleksander Morozova #Shadow and Bone #The 100 #Prince Roan of Azgeda #Geralt of Rivia #The Witcher #The Vampire Diaries #The Originals #Klaus Mikaelson

[mailmiocuoredipietratremaancora]

I never wrote something from a piece of media before, I never wrote a fan fiction or anything like that, but here we are. It’s almost 5am, I’m not sleepy at all and I just rewatched GO 2, so… I hope you’ll enjoy it.

Sorry for any mistakes: English is not my native language.

As Jane Austen would write it

Aziraphale and Crowley have just foiled the end of the world - again. They’re side by side, immersed in a great silence. Astonished, neither of them has the courage to say anything: Crowley cannot comprehend that he has been saved by his angel, by the same angel who abandoned him; Aziraphale, who wanted to save the only being in the world he truly loves from the beginning, is terrified by the idea that that same being no longer loves him. Until, in the middle of nowhere and accompanied only by the sound of the wind, the song of a nightingale is heard.

A: Crowley…

C: I forgive you.

Aziraphale widens his eyes and turns suddenly; Crowley, motionless, is looking at him through his glasses.

A: I don't know what to say.

C: I believe that after defeating all the forces of Heaven and Hell, as well as Jesus the incarnation of the Almighty, you can do it.

A: Oh you have no idea - Aziraphale lowers his gaze, hesitates for a moment - I did it for you. In the beginning, a long - A LONG - time ago, I did what I did because I wanted to believe that angelic goodness prevailed even over being a demon, and you seemed the perfect example. But it wasn't like that, it never was. I know you think I realised it too late, but I didn't, it just took me too long to admit it to myself, and I could never admit it to you. I was so obnubilated by the thought that my job was to save you... when it was you who saved me, who stopped me that second before it was enough for me not to see the abyss you knew so well. I was so silly, Crowley. But I want you to know that I never thought, never wished - not even for a second - that you were any different.

C: I always tried to protect you angel. I didn't want you to see the world as them, but not as me either. I wanted you to be yourself: with your books, your cup of tea, your treats and your bloody magic tricks. And when you turned your back on me... - for a second the pain of that moment tightened Crowley's throat - I feared I had lost you forever. I was desperate.

A: So was I! You can't even imagine how desperate I was. The only thing that kept me alive was the thought that the next time I would see you again you would be free and, if I had been capable enough, happy.

C: You still don't get it.

A: What?

Crowley removes his glasses; Aziraphale winces slightly.

C: My god angel... after more than 6,000 years I still marvel at how stupid you can be sometimes. How can you not see that?

A: See what? Crowley, please.

Crowley shakes his head and smiles sarcastically.

C: I just wanted someone to look at the stars with.

Aziraphale stares at him. He turns fully towards him. Crowley seems to withdraw.

A: I love you.

Crowley is speechless, stunned. He is certainly not used to not knowing what to say, but this is not it. Every fibre in his body seems in turmoil. Aziraphale is still there, looking at him and smiling. He smiles as if the world had really ended this time, ended and begun again. He smiles as if a new Garden of Eden had magically materialised around them, but better, because in this case Eden has restaurants and bookshops.

C: I love you too angel - Crowley's voice is almost lifeless, so much so that it seems impossible to have uttered those words after him.

Aziraphale's face lights up, not with a blinding light, but with the kind of light that only the first stars that rise at nightfall give off. Truly ineffable.

Finally, Crowley, who had remained still up to that moment, also turns around, and is now facing Aziraphale. The latter approaches and gently places his right hand on his face.

A: This time properly, as Jane Austen would write it.

Crowley gently pulls him and kisses him as if he were the only important thing in the universe, and he is: more than alcohol, more than the stars, more than his (their) Bentley. Aziraphale still has one hand on his face while the other is clasped at his side, and this time he knows he’s feeling the greatest possible love, even for an angel. After all, this was the Almighty's plan all along.

The two break away and cannot contain themselves: they start laughing, the same way children laugh.

A: I cannot be sure, but now I think I understand why humans so often indulge in carnality.

Crowley bursts out laughing, he couldn't expect any less.

C: Well said. What time do you think it will be?

A: I don't know, but I think it's still morning, why?

C: How about an extremely alcoholic breakfast at the Ritz?

A: Mh, I think a table has miraculously opened up.

#good omens #good omens 2 #good omens spoilers #good omens 2 spoilers #fanfic #good omens fanfiction #ineffable husbands #ineffable divorce #ineffable reunion #ineffable kiss #azicrow #love #mailmiocuoredipietratremaancora #Spotify

[sailor-aviator]

✨

Okay, so kind of a personal post, but I wanted to get my thoughts down, and I will end up deleting this later lol

For my whole life, I have loved books and stories. I have literally been writing stories since before I even knew how to read and write. Somewhere at home is a picture frame that my great-aunt put together of a drawing I made when I was like two or three, and it was a sloppy finger painting, but it's clear that it's meant to be two people and some kind of creature. And she typed up a caption for it, and I guess it was the description I had given her of what the painting was supposed to be.

"A prince saves a princess from the scary dragon, and they live happily ever after."

Not my best work, admittedly, but it's the first documented time of me making a story, and I looked at that picture frame with fondness. Who knows where it is now, probably tucked away in some box in the attack after my parents moved.

But, then I got super into writing in like the third grade when I came up with my first original story, and then my love for writing snowballed from there. I can't tell you how many stories would flit in and out of my brain over the years, but somehow I think y'all have an idea just based on the ideas I pitch on here. But, just know that the ones I put on here are only a fraction of the ones I come up with.

I don't know why I'm so in love with writing and stories exactly. Maybe it's the thrill of making my own worlds where my problems aren't so present and overwhelming, or maybe it's because I love to find the magic in different possibilities. That sounds kind of smarmy, doesn't it? But, I think it's still true.

But, something that's been part of my personal journey as of late is the idea of doing things for myself and not others. My whole life, I've been such a huge people pleaser, and now at my big age, I've decided that I don't want to live my life like that anymore, but I'm faced with the problem of: how do I stop?

I'll start off by saying that I love my parents a lot. They've made a lot of sacrifices for me and they do a lot for me, and I'm forever grateful to them. But whether they meant for it or not, there was a lot of pressure to be a certain thing growing up. I could have hobbies like writing, acting, painting, drawing, singing, etc. But I had to be realistic, and that meant that I wasn't allowed to pursue those things as my main goal. I had to find a way to stuff myself into the box of "STEM, business, or something that would make money." And I get why. Financially, life was rough for a really, REALLY long time growing up. Both of my parents came from households where their parents worked more than one job to make ends meet, and this was back in the 60s and 70s.

So, for most of my life, I allowed myself to have those hobbies, using them as an escape for the growing pressure I was feeling at needing to be "perfect" for my family. And that's just it. I was never "perfect" enough. I could have won first place at a tournament for speech and debate, and I would be given critiques on how I could have done better. They always told me they were proud of me, but the word "but" always came after their words of praise.

"You did such a good job, but..."

"That was really good, but..."

"It would have been even better if you just..."

I didn't hear the words "I'm proud of you" by themselves until I was 12 years old and it was from a family friend. I remember waiting for the "but" to come, and when it never did, I had to excuse myself to go cry in the bathroom.

So I escaped further into my little worlds, and sometimes I would share them with my friends who would always tell me that they loved my stories, but there was always the nagging feeling in the back of my head that they were lying. They had to say that because they were my friends, but also because the stories weren't...perfect.

I've always been a perfectionist, and it's something I'm learning to get over as time goes on. These past few months have been such a journey for me because I've been allowing myself to be bad at shit.

But then I started posting on here, and it made me feel so good to know that literal strangers thought my writing was good too. You guys didn't have to lie to me and tell me that it was, you genuinely thought my writing was great! And it makes me so happy! It refueled my love for writing, and I hope I can keep writing for years to come!

But I've also been telling my mom about all of this (leaving out the 18+ bits lol) and the other night she looked at me and asked me if I had considered actually getting a story published.

Now, this was a bit of a blow for me for a couple of reasons. Yes, I'm so happy that she's finally taking an interest and seeing how passionate I've always been about writing, but...

But why now? Are you asking me that because you genuinely think I'll get published, or are you asking me because you're hearing that people actually really appreciate my hobby and you think I can make money off it? Why are you suddenly so enthusiastic about something I've made clear that I always wanted to do?

Idk, I'm probably just overthinking the whole thing, and I know she's genuinely happy for me, but it still kind of heart. Yeah, the dream is to one day be a published author. It always has been, but who knows if I'll ever finish anything good enough to be published, ya know?

Anyway, if you stuck around this long you can breathe out a sigh of relief lol I'm done rambling and ranting for now. I'll get some of the updates out to you guys when I can

#personal #long post #y'all do NOT have to read this lol #I will more than likely delete this later #gonna start using this website as my diary lmaoooooo

[multifandominfj]

A New Beginning: A Supergirl 6x20 Re-Write

Chapter Eight: The Future In-Laws

With Zor-El and Alura seated on the Sofa, and Lena and J’onn in their respective matching chairs, Lena takes a deep breath before she starts.

“The reason I’m here is actually pretty important. Alura, the last time you saw me was when we both dealt with the Harun- El. After that, Kara and I went through a pretty rocky roller coaster with our friendship. I did some things that still haunt me; how I could treat my best friend the way I did was absolutely revolting. That being said, she also told me why she kept her identity from me for so long. I now see why she did, and I am forever grateful she did.

Since then, our friendship hasn’t been the only thing that has gotten stronger. We…became official at Alex’s wedding. And these past few months have been some of the best memories of my life. I love your daughter so much. I think about her every minute of every day. My favorite part of every day is going home to her because that means I get to hear about her day while I make us dinner. After that, we curl up on the couch, and let her snuggle close to the point where I don’t care if she's crushing me. My magic is nothing compared to her power of being a literal ray of sunshine. She makes me a better person, and she makes me want to continue to improve on myself so that I can hopefully be the best partner for her in the future.

So, having said that…Zor-El, Alura, I come here to ask permission. Permission…to marry your daughter.”

Lena then takes out the small Tiffany’s Box, and shows her future in-laws the custom ring she had designed.

“My…” Zor-El gently touches the ring. “That is quite a magnificent ring. Did you design this?”

“I know it’s not as intricate as some of the architecture I’ve seen here, but…” Lena noticed Alura had yet to say a word. “After getting to know Kara, she doesn’t need anything grand to be happy.”

“Miss Luthor, I need you to promise me something.”

“Anything.” Lena puts this ring away and straightens up her posture.

“I need you to promise me that if Kara seems standoffish towards you, to not to jump to the worst case scenario. Let her open up to you when she’s ready. Especially now that we know of her life. I also want you to promise me to be her rock, even when you fight. From how you just spoke about her…I can tell there is an immense amount of love that you have for my daughter. Lastly…if you ever need anything, please don’t hesitate to ask.” Alura smiled. “You’re a part of this family now, and anything that happened in your past you’ve atoned for you don’t have to worry about any longer.” With a warm aura, she wraps Lena in a hug.

“Oh.” Lena was definitely holding her breath through that entire speech, but as soon as she felt Alura embrace her, not only did she exhale, but she returned the hug. “I feel a lot less nervous now.”

“That stoic persona never seems to be turned off.” Zor-El smirked.

“That is wonderful to hear.” Alura chuckled invitingly.

“Now that we have that out of the way, we really should be heading back unfortunately. With Kara, Alex and Kelly at work, who knows what Nia and Brainy are teaching Esme.” J’onn was half joking and half serious; about 60/40.

“Of course.” Alura walks with Lena and J’onn back to his ship. “Miss Luthor…thank you. It means a lot seeing you hold Kara’s life and home so dearly.”

“A long time ago, I wanted to break away from my family. I wanted to be the person to share a home with a Kryptonian. And…I guess I spoke that into fruition.”

“And Kara has the best person in her corner for the rest of her life.” Zor-El, with his arm around his wife, waves them off.

“So…What’s the next step?” J'onn curiously asked before hitting light speed.

“Time to plan the perfect proposal.” Excitement was coursing through Lena’s body as the gas pedal was hit.

SURPRISE! A double chapter feature! Enjoy Chapter Eight as well! 🥰

#supercorp endgame #supergirl cw #supercorp #supergirl #katie mcgrath #lena luthor #kara danvers #melissa benoist #fanfiction #fanfic #all of the fluff and cuteness before the angst #future writers in the writers room #queer writers #my otp #they own my heart #author in the making

[underworldobsessed]

WIP Wednesday

Okay, I'm kinda excited to do this, as it's definitely been a while since I've shared glimpses of my WIPS. Thank you @optiwashere for tagging me! I'm gonna tag @beetlesacquired, @the-blue-quetzalcoatl and @disneydreamlights but don't feel pressured if you want to do it!

Here we go! I'm gonna share four excerpts from my fics since I've got a lot of WIPs right now. I will note, most of them don't have names yet. I usually save that bit for last.

WIP 1 - Aylin and Isobel Meet Kurik. It's exactly as it sounds, it's the moment Aylin and Isobel meet little Kurik. I've been wanting to write more of these two forever and I figured this was the perfect excuse to do so.

“I haven’t heard from Alfira yet,” Nemeia mumbled. “I’m sure she’s going to bring Kurik a drum or a training lute.”  “I will lose my mind if she did that.” Shadowheart went to clean off her hands, disappearing into their kitchen. “None of us need a child with a drum.”  The three of them laughed, but that laughter died out when there was a knock at the door.   “We’re not expecting anyone…are we?” Shadowheart called over to them. Nemeia sat up, eyes narrowing just a bit. No, they weren’t expecting anyone, not that they could recall anyway. Magic sparked at their fingertips as they got up from their couch, knowing that they would forgo this peaceful moment if it meant protecting their family.  They inched towards the door, readying an eldritch blast, when they heard the voices, loud despite being behind the wood.  “Ally mine! It is Dame Aylin and darling Isobel! We have brought gifts for your new addition!” The voice rang out and Nemeia tried to relax, laughing.  “It’s Aylin and Isobel!” They yelled back “They’re here to meet Kurik!”  “I’ll go grab him from his room!” Karlach yelled back, as Shadowheart joined Nemeia at the door to open it. 

WIP 2 - Shadowheart/Nocturne Fic. This will be one of my first attempts writing Shadowheart/Nocturne. It's two parts, both taking place before the game. The first, where this excerpt is from, is from when Shadowheart and Nocturne are younger, after another instance of Shadowheart's memory being wiped.

“No! I don’t, and I’m so sick of not remembering!” Pain flared from the wound, but despite the agony, Shadowheart ignored it. “I know all will be returned and we will be rewarded in due time but it feels like the Mother Superior wants nothing more than to see me forget every part of who I am and what I’m like to be molded into whatever she wants me to be.”  “Shadowheart, you don’t mean that.” Nocturne sounded like she was trying to reason with her, but Shadowheart shook her head. How could she know what she meant? Nocturne almost never went into the Chamber of Loss. Perhaps she did, and Shadowheart couldn’t remember…  No, why would Nocturne face the Mirror to forget everything. She was good in the Mother Superior’s eyes, Shadowheart was a blight, a mess to be corrected.  “I’m tired of forgetting things, Nocturne. I’m tired of having massive pieces of my memories just lost to the void.” Tears burned Shadowheart’s eyes but she refused to cry. What good would crying do?  She wasn’t the kind of person to cry. Or was she? She couldn’t even remember that information about herself.  She saw Nocturne shift closer to her out of the corner of her eye and felt her arm wrap around her. When was the last time Shadowheart had felt a gentle touch like that?

WIP 3 - Walking on the Road Alone. So this one is just starting out in terms of writing it. I briefly mentioned this where Kurik goes back in time after something disrupts the past and he has to make sure everything goes as it should. I've been working on an outline for it, but I'm too excited so I'm also writing the first chapter at the same time. (Also a note, Odassa is draconic for parent, which is what Nemeia is called by Kurik)

Everything was blood and meat. Bodies littered the ground around him, and at first they all seemed like a mess of flesh and gore. It wasn’t the first time Kurik’s dreams had reflected the darkest parts of him, nor, he assumed, would it be the last. But his parents had worked with him. He took a few deep breaths, trying to will the images away as he closed his eyes, but when he opened his eyes, it was still there. And the details started to clear up.  His Mum, Mama, and Odassa were laying at the top of the pile of corpses, and as he looked he saw his aunts and uncles. His entire family lay bloodied and broken at his feet.

WIP 4 - Sprained Ankle, Huh?. So this one was a fun one. I saw a post about dialogue gotten where Shadowheart admits to feigning a sprained ankle with Karlach so she would carry her. I couldn't resist writing this too.

“I thought you were supposed to be resting in bed,” Shadowheart adjusted the way she was sitting on the couch so they could sit behind her, which they did. Honestly, anything to get them off their feet with their body feeling as heavy as it was.  “I was worried I’d have to perform some daring rescue for the two of you.” Nemeia ran their fingers through Shadowheart’s hair, which she had taken to wearing down more and more. “But you don’t seem too injured, Shadowheart.”  “I sprained my ankle,” Shadowheart’s voice took on a very odd tone and Nemeia smirked. They knew that tone well.  “Uh-huh,” They started to let their hands drift a little, out of her hair and down her sides. “And I know you haven’t fantasized about our darling Karlach carrying you to safety, right? Not like that wasn’t the first thing you said when we met her?”  “Gods, I hate your memory for these things.” Shadowheart’s cheeks turned red and Nemeia laughed, kissing her cheek. “I actually tripped but… the idea crossed my mind when she came up to check on me." 

#Shadowheart #Karlach #Bg3 tav #Nemeia #Shadowheart/Karlach/Tav #Bg3 #WIPS #Thanks for the tag!

[dxwnfxll]

Can you do Nerevar hcs??? Both sfw and nsfw if it’s ok

You bet !

Super sorry if this seems OOC, i'm kinda just using my own hcs 🧍‍♀️

Nerevar hcs !!

For gn reader (unless specified)

••||Sfw||••

- Nerevar is a very chaotic person, always dragging you into things you hardly have knowledge about.

- he had a hard time expressing his feelings towards you when he developed a crush, so the way he tries to show you his feelings is through gifts and poems Vehk definitely didn't help him write.

- he isn't a super jealous person or anything, but if he sees someone obviously trying to flirt with you he'll pop up with an arm on your side and be like "oh hey LOVE who's this?" And he'll make sure to glance at the person as he speaks to you

- After he comes back from whatever quest he and his friends had to do. He'll immediately run over to you and embrace you as if he expected to never see you again

- He's also super touchy, his hands always either resting in yours or on your side. He acts like he's going to explode if he doesn't hold your hand

- He's a loud romantic, very public too. He's the type to stand out of your window and throw rocks until you finally open it

- his kisses are very tender and sweet, he usually ends up dipping you whether you're taller or not. Meanwhile Voryn and the rest of the gang are like 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

- if he could he'd lay in bed with you forever, his fingers tracing whatever his eye catches. Scars, tattoos, curves etc

- he'd carry you, you don't even need to ask! He'll just casually scoop you up and run off. What? Were you doing something important? Darn too bad

- he probably annoys the shit out of his friends when he talks about you cause he.doesn't.stop. he will go on a whole rant about how much he likes you before and after getting with you. Insert Ayem eye twitch

- very fidgety person I would imagine, his hands have to be doing something. So besides the hand holding and stuff he'll play with your hair (if you have any) or have his fingers mess with yours

- He won't let you come on quests with him, he's a little over protective especially if you hardly know how to wield a blade or use any magic. Hell even IF you know how to do that stuff he's still gonna be like "yeaahhh no"

- he loves calling you different lil nicknames, like 'love' or 'darling' and if you ever marry him he'll call you his queen/king

••||NSFW||••

- Body worship..oh for him? No. It'll probably be a shocker since he's y'know but he will worship every part of you as if Azura made you from the stars themselves. Bonus points if you don't like something about yourself, prepare to hear how that part of you is perfect in everyway with little kisses there

- again very touchy in bed too, very gentle though with his touches (unless you ask for him to be a little more rough) his touches are also a bit teasing sometimes. Which he'll laugh off when you give him the look

- love bites. Of course he gives love bites and he puts them in spots where everyone will see (and some in places where they won't ever see them). His favorite places to leave them so far are on your chest/breasts, your neck, and your inner thigh

- chest man, doesn't matter how flat you are or what body you were born in. He loves your chest, he'll come up behind you on occasion (in the privacy of either his room or yours) and slink his hands to them giving a playful squeeze while he's at it

- He loves having you in his lap, sure it'll start off normal at first. You just sitting there as his hand travels up your side, then YOU will be the one to shift a bit teasing him. He won't say anything though just give your side a squeeze as he lets you continue.

- his favorite position is your back against his, the two of you resting on your knees with his head in the crook of your neck. Of course he might trail some love bites down your back

- i imagine him as a switch so he doesn't take charge all the time, if you want to lead he certainly won't mind. Praise him he really enjoys it

- He's not the type of person to do 'it' just anywhere, he really only prefers his room, your room or if you're out in the wilds his tent

- doesn't really like doing quickies but he can do them, he prefers the moment to be more passionate and to take his time. But if you're both really needing to 'let loose' he might indulge

- he doesn't make many kinks, i really only imagine him with a praising or a body worship one. He's open though to any you might have and he'll definitely voice if he likes them or not

That's all! I hope you enjoyed

And i apologize for the nsfw bit if it's lacking, i am still slightly new to writing nsfw LOL

Requests are always open! See ya!

#elder scrolls morrowind #elder scrolls #elder scrolls x reader #indoril nerevar #nerevar #nerevar x reader #tes 3 morrowind #tes #tes morrowind