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brotherlouis · 22 days
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guys, it's been years,,, I think I've finally gotten the courage to ask... what the fuck even is the plot of the Vampire Chronicles?
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hekateinhell · 4 months
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𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖐𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖇𝖔𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖊 (𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖊 𝖗𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖙𝖚𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖊 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖘)
I wanted a designated masterpost where I could keep my little Tulane University posts organized so that I can incorporate them into my pinned for easy access, both for myself and anyone who's interested! I might add more in the future, but currently this is what I have on tumblr dot com:
Lestat on Armand: "a love that is sometimes flaming" from one of Anne's drafts of her unpublished Lestat & Louis XIV novel (1998-1999)
Anne Rice plotting out Louis's (permanent) death in the early notes for Merrick...
In some of the earlier drafts of Memnoch the Devil, David Talbot was supposed to die, NOT Armand
The Reason Daniel & Armand Broke Up (in An Early Draft of TVA)
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ask-raggedy-andrew · 4 months
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gimme an outfit to draw andy in :)
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askstevella · 17 days
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Things my husband says 🐾
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—Husband!Steve Rogers x Wife!OC
~ god help Stella 😅
Stella: Please tell me you didn’t drag Sam and Bucky into this.
Steve: I didn’t drag Sam and Bucky into this.
*the doorbell rings*
Stella: *cross her arms* Who’s at the door?
Steve: *smirks* I think you know.
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Steve: What’s does IDK, WDYM and ILY mean?
Stella: I don’t know, what do you mean, I love you.
Steve: I love you too but you’re not gonna be any help, I’ll just ask Sam.
Stella: I-
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Kendall: *tapping on the table*
Steve: *tapping back*
Stella: Stop that please.
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Steve: What would you do if I died today?
Stella: I’d die tomorrow.
Steve: Marry me.
Stella: Already did.
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Stella: I hate you with every inch of my body right now.
Steve: That’s not a lot of inches.
Stella: I-
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Sam: *at Stark party* Uhh I think we lost him.
Bucky: No we haven’t. Watch this.
Sam: Huh?
Bucky: *shouts* Your wife is useless piece of sh-!
Steve: *pops out of nowhere* SAY THAT AGAIN MOTHER—
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Stella: So Steve got drunk last night.
Thor: Oh no.
Stella: And tried to set our marriage certificate on fire.
Steve: Good luck trying to return me without the receipt!
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Steve: Did it hurt?
Stella: *rolls eyes* Let me guess, when I fell from heaven
Steve: No.
Stella: What?
Steve: *smiling* Did it hurt when you fell for me?
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Liane: Hey what are you getting Steve for his birthday?
Stella: I am married to Steve and gave him 2 kids, that’s enough presents to last him for a lifetime.
Steve: Hey, you married Captain America, you didn’t do so bad yourself.
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Stella and Bucky: *kidnapped by Hydra and HIVE*
Strucker: Soon the Captain and his team will arrive, then will see what true power tastes like
Bucky: Let us go asshole.
Strucker: Not a chance—
HIVE Agent: *hears guns blazing through the halls, grunts and screams of stuff being blown up* Uh sir, who was that?
Bucky: Your fucked.
Stella: *grins*
Steve: *bust the door open as he snarls* Say your last prayers, Strucker!
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Stella: *looks at him while he’s drawing and mutters* I’d date you.
Steve: *smirks, definitely heard her* What?
Stella: *blinks and half scoffs* I said, I hate you.
Steve: *smiles to himself* I hate you more.
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Bucky: *drunk on Asgardian liquor* Sam is the hottest person I ever met.
Steve: He is your fiancé.
Bucky: Bullshit. I can’t stand the guy.
Steve: So why did you just say find him hot then?
Bucky: Cause I got eyes, Steve.
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Steve: *under his breath* I don’t wike it.
Natasha: *gasps*
Steve: Nat don’t—
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Stella: *at 3am reading* Wow, some few hours earlier some couple just tried to kill each other in their own home. Can you imagine someone ever snapping like that?
Steve: *trying to fall asleep glaring at her* I can.
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Steve: If I dislocated John Walker’s arm, would they arrest me despite being the original Captain America?
Stella: Yes. Yes they could.
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Steve: I’m dying!
Stella: WHAT?
Steve: -of hunger!
Stella: Oh thank heavens.
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We might need a Steve one soon 🤔 what do we think? Which couple is next? Liane & Ethan? Rose & Finn? Peter & Rei?
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After seeing Marcy, I kinda wanna see how Anne and Sasha would react if they see their daughter Lily getting bullied too.
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(I worked harder on this then I should have)
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yazthebansheek · 10 days
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some random creepypasta headcanons (P.1)
Suicide Sadie, Nula, and Laughing Jill do NOT play around when it comes to children’s safety.
Zero and Laughing Jack are like- bestiezzz<3
Slenderman is friends with Hachishakusama.
Kuchisake-Onna (Aka the Slit mouthed woman in Japan) is Jeff the killer’s cousin (non biological)
Nurse Ann does not find love that interesting anymore, however, Dr. smiley is a little simp gremlin for her lmao.
Lazari lives with Sadiya, Puppeteer is Sadiya housemate.
Nina is omnisexual for women, and dating Clockwork!
Clockwork is Toby’s ex.
Lulu and Jeff get along very well.
Eyeless jack is an older brother figure to Lulu.
Sally likes to have tea parties and even play dress up with Laughing Jack, Candy Pop, and Jason the Toymaker.
Lazari and Sally are sister figures to each other!
Some of the creepypasta demon’s and pastas that aren’t seen around the mansion much like to chill in the Slendermansion’s attic (Kagekao, LJ, Candy Pop, Zero, Hobo heart, Nathan the Nobody, Killing Kate, and more.)
Liu has his own cabin in the Slenderforest.
Jane and Mary live in actual civilization together.
Lifeless Lucy doesn’t trust adults, and is quite rude and disrespectful towards new people.
Lost silver sometimes calls Herobrine “dad”
Ben doesn’t like deep bodies of water.
Eyeless Jack is one of the most responsible Pastas.
Clockwork has more balls than any of the creepypasta guys.
Sally doesn’t trust Offenderman, Papa Grande, Dr.pain, Zalgo, Hobo heart, SkinTaker and when she had first met eyeless jack, she didn’t like him and was afraid of him. But now, they are like siblings!
Sally treats the rake like a dog!
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pocketramblr · 1 year
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Once again, if ask game still on:
Devil wears Prada AU, where Izuku have to work on someone horrible and tremendous, but in a way that brings goodness to him
Is... Is that not his canon internships with Nighteye or Endeavor... Izuku working under someone who's a less than decent person (and also doesn't really like him/isn't impressed with or prioritizing him) but taking a lot from it anyway... I mean I guess I assume the titular Prada Devil doesn't die or have a family member taken hostage so that's different...
But both options do sound like they could be very interesting
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renamamiyaweekly · 1 year
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What's your favorite place in Shujin?
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what is point? animal? ghost?? i love the little critter. but what is it
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it's a bit complicated lolololol
when ghosts get too old (like i'm talking ANCIENT) they kinda give up humanity and become silly little blobs that wander around and do mischief
apparently it's very common for these creatures to become attached to people like me, my friend mayu has one as well but her's lives inside of a stuffed bunny ^u^
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Few questions. How long has it been? Have you gone on any more adventures, like when you went to save Babette from Captain contagious and who's this 'Ink' fellow you are talking bout'. Sorry if too many question, I would give you a cookie but I doubt you’ll do anything with it (cause you are a rad doll and all)
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askpowerfxfamily · 4 months
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Do you guys ever met your voice providers?
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Next post I'll draw Big AL and Sweet ANN, promise.
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insanitysscribblings · 2 months
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I mean you'd with the least amount of pressure possible but, would you ever think about writing a book? Every once and a while I remember how it felt reading Back to Us and I just wish I could read a story that was fully yours.
HAAAAAAA.
Friend.
Let me tell you a story about what was my writing journey post 2020 for me.
As some of you might know, I finished a book at the very end of 2020, by the title of Charlatans. It's an adult novel about three voodoo-touched adult siblings who make Faustian bargains to find their long-missing father in exchange for their hearts' deepest desires.
I was super proud of it. My first full-fledged novel, something I had always known I was capable of doing. The hard part was over.
Or so I thought.
See, to be a GOOD novelist, you have to let your work marinate. So that's what I did: I sat on it for a few months, not touching it at all, not even remembering that it existed. After those few months, I set to the hard work of editing.
When I tell you it is SO hard to edit a book you know is missing SOMETHING, but you have no idea what...ugh. And asking for beta readers was tasking, 'cause the thing was over 90K words. I did still ask, of course, but didn't really manage to get a lot of feedback at that time of editing.
Nevertheless! I pressed on. Started researching literary agents, fully aware that with a single project, you only get ONE shot with each agent.
I had a spreadsheet. I had my query letter. I had detailed notes on who to ask for and why. I was ready.
And so I started querying.
...The agents that didn't straight up ignore me gave me automated rejections. The agents that didn't do that gave me personal rejections.
And the one or two agents that actually bothered to ask AND read the whole manuscript?
They loved it!
Just...not enough to publish it.
So. Here I am, with a fully finished manuscript and no one looking to publish it. What do I do?
I put it away and go back to the drawing board, because clearly, I'm missing something. But since no rejection is personalized enough, I don't know WHAT.
Frustration makes me put it down, and I let it sit for a few more months.
Until #DVPIT.
For the uninitiated, #DVPIT is a literary event in which diverse prospective writers and established agents come together to discover new working relationships. The diverse writer has three chances to pitch their project throughout the day to agents, and if agents like your pitch, you may send them your query package. Cool, right?
I take the day off work. I have my pitches queued on my phone, ready to go. Throughout the day, I strategically post them at peak hours, keeping my fingers crossed for even one single agent's attention.
The event runs for an extra week to give agents a chance to read the thousands of pitches flooding the Discord channel. I wait.
No likes. Not a single one.
Now, this part I'm less bitter about, because 150 characters to describe my book? That's just ridiculous. And the comp titles to prove that people would like it? Ugggggh. Not an opportunity to really sell Charlatans.
But this means that, still, my first novel is without an agent. No agent, no publication.
So I put it away again and decide to move on.
And before you ask, yes, I did look into self-publishing. Still lowkey looking, but it's tough, since everything seems like a scam nowadays. And don't even get me started on the AI books being published.
I know you didn't ask for this rant, @hydrogen-ann and for that, I apologize. But TL;DR: a published book is currently a pipe dream for me, though not for lack of trying.
Bitterness aside, thank you so, so much. I'm so happy you'd be interested in something original of mine. If I ever push Charlatans out the door/find the time to write an entirely NEW novel, I'll be sure to let you know 💜
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decaydispatch · 2 months
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MORGAN: "What do you mean I wouldn't get it!? It's just a fucking hole!"
ROSS: "Yeah but this one is scary!"
MORGAN: "What are you? 5? Scary hole? Fucking hell. We've been walking for like 15 fucking minutes dude."
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ROSS: "I promise it's worth it."
MORGAN: "Well I hope so. This place reeks!"
Before Morgan can complain once more, Ross puts his hand out to his friend's chest. Stopping him in his tracks.
ROSS: "Here. Look."
Ross edges himself closer to the opening of the hole before kneeling down to sink his hands and claws into the ground.
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The blood oozes out from around the grass. The small chunks of undefined meat slides off of his paws before landing on the ground with quiet thuds. The Tepig watches him do this, slowly realizing that the earth around this area isn't just red dirt, quickly putting the pieces together. The Darker Fennekin spins around, facing his palms towards Morgan.
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ROSS: "IT'S MEAT. IT'S FUCKING MEAT."
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ROSS: "THIS ENTIRE FOREST AREA. IS ON TOP OF SOME GIANT FUCKING MEAT THING. AND IT SMELLS LIKE IT'S ALIVE AND DEAD AND IT'S SCARING THE SHIT OUT OF ME MORGAN!"
MORGAN: "OKAY JESUS FUCK. I GET IT NOW. GOD..."
The two just stand there. Lines of sight switching between the flesh hole into darkness and the viscera on Ross' paws.
He can't tell if it's the shock or something else. But His hands sting.
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ask-raggedy-andrew · 4 months
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draw goth babs and art hoe ann
literally shut up, coz, you already knew i was working on one
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askstevella · 4 months
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— Taken by Steve ‘Camera Man’ 📸 Rogers
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~ A few minutes beforehand~
Steve was sitting on the edge of the bed holding up his camera, readjusting the lenses and said, “Babe you ready?”
Stella was in the closet, searching for what shoes to wear and sighs, “Uhhh in a mini fashion crisis…do I have to dress up?”
“Yes you do. You know how much I love hanging up theses Christmas pictures and sending them out with our holiday cards.”
“Why can’t it just be the kids or our dog?”
He stood up and walks over into the closet space with a smile, “Because. I want the woman who I love in at least one photo. Besides you’ll look amazing in anything.”
“You’re just saying that to get to wear this dress and these heels.” She replied with a smile, slipping on the heels she picked out.
“Maybe. Maybe not. But you are always in a solo photo, it’s tradition!”
“Says who?”
“Says the woman who brought me this camera in the first place.”
“Aww nuts! This is sorta my fault isn’t it?”
“Sorta. You brought me the camera and I just ran with it.”
“Aww dang it. It is my fault..but I ain’t complaining, since it makes you happy.”
“Very happy.”
“Too happy!”
He placed a kiss on her cheek and smiled softly, “I love you.”
“I know.” She replied with a small hint of blush on her cheeks.
“Years later and I can still make you blush.”
“Shut up! Come on picture time.”
The last thing heard was Steve’s iconic laugh as he took his wife’s hand and lead her down the stairs where he believed would be a nice place to take a few holiday pictures. Followed by Stella’s chuckling and a few words being said as she sat down on the exact steps where he told her, posing for the camera.
What are some of your simple but sweet traditions you like to do during the holiday season? 🎄
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perceived some things? Like what? What was it?
"Well, I think it is fairly easy to see, but I have no eyes. Yet, I can still 'see'. One strange power that I've developped... But 'see' is not a good word, hence I rather use 'perceive'. I can perceive what is inside beings"
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