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[slasherbaby]

Different - Eddie Munson x trans male reader

read below the cut or on AO3

length: 2037 words

rating: explicit

warnings: mentions of prev bad sex, very mild hurt/comfort, words like dick, slit, & hole used to describe the reader’s junk

“Sweetheart,” Eddie leans forward, pressing his chest to your back and nuzzling his nose into the back of your neck. “Feeling alright?”

“Course I am.” You reply without giving it a second thought, to which he gives your neck a little kiss.

“I know you too well for that.” He murmurs, stroking your waist affectionately. “You don’t need to lie for my sake.”

You let out a soft groan as Eddie’s thrusts grew faster. Letting your chest fall to the mattress, you kept your arms folded under your jaw, resting your chin on your wrist. The push and pull of him inside of you was giving you a little pleasure, but nothing close to what sex was usually like between you to.

As much as it irritates you to think about, you’re used to bad sex. In high school you didn’t think twice about letting idiot seniors use you to get off. As long as they took you on a date or for a drive, you didn’t mind it. Mediocre sex in exchange for company never actually left you feeling better off, though. The only thing it really did was make you wish you didn’t bother getting all dressed up to go out. 

You stopped messing around like that a few months after you moved to Hawkins, meeting Eddie and instantly crushing on him. A year out of high school and a week since you finally got the courage to tell Eddie how you felt about him, you’ve started to feel better about sex. Sure, you could count the number of times you two have fucked on one hand, but you hadn’t faked a moan once in the past week, or wished that your partner would just hurry up and cum already.

But something felt different this time. Just a little bit off. Perhaps it was from the lack of effort on your part, a fact you were quick to acknowledge. You spent the entire day in a haze, moving through the usual motions without feeling much at all. Working a shift at the video store, picking up and unpacking the groceries at your house, and laying in bed before it was a decent time to head over to Eddies.

You initiated it, though the way you went about it was different from the past two times. You stripped while he was grabbing something from the kitchen, surprising him on your hands and knees with your ass in the air, before asking him to fuck you.

Eddie’s hips come to a halt, pulling you from your thoughts. You look back at him in confusion, frowning when you see his furrowed brow. His face relaxes in a forceful way once you meet his eyes, and he rubs his hand over the small of your back before pulling out. 

Wincing at the sudden emptiness, you push yourself up until you’re off your hands and just on your knees. His arms wrap around your waist instantly, keeping you close to him.

“Sweetheart,” Eddie leans forward, pressing his chest to your back and nuzzling his nose into the back of your neck. “Are we feeling alright?”

“Of course.” You reply without giving it a second thought, to which he gives your neck a little kiss.

“I know you too well for that.” He murmurs, stroking your waist affectionately. “You don’t need to lie for my sake.”

You shrug, ignoring the frog in your throat. It’s stupid, you tell yourself, to be getting choked up over common decency. Eddie’s not a piece of shit, and depsite his ‘fuck the world’ attitude, he’s one of the sweetest guy’s you’ve ever met.

“You know I won’t be mad if you want to stop, right?” His words are so soft, you have to believe them.

But you don’t wanna stop, you like him touching you. If you asked him, you know he’d be more than down to just cuddle. He’s spent hours holding you before, talking about D&D or his band, distracting you from the worries on your mind. But you don’t want to stop this- cuddling isn’t the type of closeness you crave right now.

Maybe you weren’t feeling horny when you propositioned him, but you did want to have sex. You like feeling close to him, knowing that it’s you he’s getting pleasure from. So you shake your head.

“I don’t wanna stop.”

“Alrighty.” He leaves a gentle kiss underneath your ear before putting his hand on your back, applying enough pressure to let you know he wants you back in the same position. 

You follow easily, and are rewarded by Eddie’s calloused fingertips tracing down your spine, making your back arch into his touch reflexively. His hands come to curl around your waist once more, and he lets out an appreciative groan as he squeezes the rolls he finds.

“Have I ever told you how hot you are?” He squeezes you tight before flipping you over with a frankly surprising burst of strength. Now on your back, you squeak in a very dignified manner before laughing.

“Hey.” He smiles down at you with his head tilted to the side, and his eyes all doe-like and sweet. It makes your heart flutter in a way you’ve never felt before, and something good twinges in your stomach.

“Hey yourself.”

With one arm to prop himself up, Eddie lowers himself down above you. His free hand dips from your waist, trailing down your stomach, and only stops when he reaches your mound. Without hesitation, Eddie presses two of his fingers just to the left of your dick, beginning to massage gentle circles.

It’s not right where you need it, but you can’t help but want to reward him for his efforts. You let out a tiny moan, something high, with a perfect pitch.

Judging from the look on his face, Eddie doesn’t buy it for a second.

With his other hand, he takes yours and brings it down, guiding it to his wrist. 

“Show me what you need.” He murmurs, leaning down to kiss your cheek. “Show me how to make you feel good.”

You swallow the lump in your throat before guiding his hand to a more favorable position. When he begins to rub against your sweet spot, you breathe out a puff of happy air.

“Yeah?” He breathes, staring down at your face with wide eyes, taking in every twitch of your facial muscles. “Right there?”

You groan, face heating up from the way he’s making you feel. You turn your head to the side, trying to hide in the pillow as he pleasures you. Earlier you got a little wet, but it was nothing compared to this.

“I can tie a cherry-stem with my tongue.” Eddie brushes his lips against your ear. “Wanna see?”

You turn your head back quickly, eyes wide. Eddie only chuckles, leaving a scalding kiss on your throat before moving down your body.

“Or maybe my sweetheart doesn’t need to see.” He’s between your thighs now, hiking your knees up and tossing them over his shoulders. “He wants to feel it, right?”

Eddie’s tongue feels extraordinarily soft against your folds, lapping at you lazily as he stares up at you, his eyes half-lidded. You don’t know which is more sultry, the look on his face or the way he’s moving his tongue. When he spreads you open with his thumbs and presses his tongue to your slit, you groan, fingernails digging into the mattress below

“Tastes so sweet.” He moans as he pulls back, and you huff in response. Eddie’s head moves back down, but instead of the delicious warmth from before, you feel a nip at your inner thigh.

A noise of irritation bubbles in your throat as you look down at him, but he only smiles up at you before going back to sucking a hickey onto your skin.

“Eddie.” You moan after a few minutes pass by, with him perfectly content on decorating your thighs with bruises.

“Hmm?” He hums, tilting his head to the side like a confused puppy dog. “What’s up?”

“Eddie. C’mon…”

He waits a few moments for you to finish your request, but you can’t find the nerve to do it. It’s harder to ask for things when you’re spread open for him, already feeling vulnerable beneath him.

“If you want something, you’re going to have to do me a favor.” 

It’s your turn to tilt your head, raising an eyebrow down at his smirk. His classic ‘up to no good’ face.

“You’re going to use your words for me.” Eddie has the audacity to laugh when you groan, covering your face with your hands to hide your look of mortification. “If you don’t tell me how you want it, I can’t give it to you.”

“You’re a sadist.”

“Guilty as charged.” Eddie sends a shit-eating grin your way, and you can’t help but crack a smile in return. “Now, how can I be of service?”

“I…” You begin, your throat suddenly incredibly dry. “I want…” Cutting yourself off with another groan, you squeeze your eyes shut, unwilling to look at him while asking. “Go down on me.” You manage, your syllables running together into one long word instead of a sentence.

“Sorry, I didn’t quite get that. Would my liege mind repeating his request?”

You whimper, torn between wanting to curse him and needing his tongue back against you.

“Eds, please. I need you.”

“How?” Eddie’s question sounds more like a demand, his voice taking on a darker quality.

You pull your hands away from your face and look down. It’s nearly hard to meet his gaze with the intensity in his eyes, and the way he’s looking at you makes you shiver. Even though you were the one telling him what to do, he still gave the aura of being in complete control.

“Your mouth.”

“Gonna need more than that, sweetheart.”

“I… I need your mouth on me.” You wince, embarrassed by the way your voice trembled. He raised a single brow, his wet lips arched into a smirk, and you can’t help but weave one of your hands into his curls. “Please eat me out, Eds.”

Your words must be enough because just as suddenly as he stopped, he’s leaning back down to lap at your core. 

“Fuck.” You moan as he suctions his lips around your engorged dick, and buck your hips as he twirls his tongue against it. 

He pulls back, but keeps his mouth close enough to you that you don’t worry he’ll stop.

“You can pull my hair, you know.”

As Eddie returns his attention to you, you give his hair a gentle tug.

“Do you like that?” You ask, just a touch breathlessly.

He nods against you, moaning softly and making your hips twitch up to meet the delicious vibrations. 

Eddie explores you completely with his tongue, eating you out like a starving man at a buffet. It’s almost too much, how quickly you build up to reach your climax, that you find yourself pushing at his shoulder to stave off what might be over in five minutes.

“T-Touch yourself. While you eat me out, I want you to touch yourself.” You swallow back your nerves. “Please, you sound so good when you moan.”

His eyes are completely glazed over as he lifts his hips up a bit, just enough to sneak his hand down to his cock, and starts fucking down into it without hesitation.

You stare down at him in awe, watching as his brow furrows together, his breath coming out in shallow pants as you both climb closer to the edge. His mouth is back on you immediately, messing up your plans on staving off your orgasm by flicking his tongue just right. 

With your eyes rolled back, and your mouth hung open, you ride out your orgasm against his mouth. He doesn’t stop after you finish, lapping at you desperately even as the other over stimulation makes you yank at his hair.

“So much,” You rasp out, giving his hair a particularly hard pull.

He comes with a whimper, tongue buried inside your hole, his dark eyelashes fluttering prettily. You watch as his hips move a few more times before stopping, and he moves his head up to rest on your stomach.

Eddie whines when you touch his hair, petting the top of his curls as he nuzzles against your skin. 

“Thank you,” He murmurs, and you can’t help but chuckle.

“Thank you, pretty boy.” You give his hair another gentle tug, but smooth it out when he gasps. “Thank you.”

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x male reader #eddie munson x trans male reader #stranger things fanfic #eddie munson fanfic #nsft #smut #babywrites #top eddie munson #Service top eddie munson

[babywriter]

“Yeah, I wear diapers. Is that a problem?”

“No, not at all.”

“It better not be, because I don’t intend to stop wearing them.”

“Obviously not, since you need them.”

“I don’t.”

“Oh.”

“I wear them, because I like them. They’re cute, they’re comfy. And I think they’re very sexy, wouldn’t you agree?” Andrea suddenly stood up and walked over to you.

As you were seated, your eyes naturally gazed towards her waist. A third covered by her diaper, a third by her tight pink top and a third naked. A perfect mix as far as you were concerned. Andrea began touching your shoulders delicately and, very softly, pushing your head towards her so that it could nest in between her breasts. Now desperately horny, you put your hands around her waist and enjoyed the sensation of her skin on yours as well as the slight crinkle whenever you would touch the diaper. You knew that the moment she would touch your privates, you would explode. You were barely containing yourself as is.

“Are you going to tell me” began Andrea, “that this isn’t nice?”

Photo credit: @babypeachy-16

For more stories by me: https://reamstories.com/babywriter

#ab/dl caption #ab/dl girl #ab/dl stories #ab/dl #ab/dl community #diaper captions #ab/dl fiction #diaper stories #ab/dl diaper

[zillanovikov]

i made a diagram to explain why i don't want babywriters to use ai

this also applies to babyartists

[neyafromfrance95]

this fic is an absolute must-read if you ship nami and zoro, especially in live action.

it's a perfect one-shot.

zoro having nami on his mind? being curious about her? nami hesitantly opening up about her trauma? the intimacy? and they feel so in-character (considering this is opla fic, not manga/anime one).

you all should definitely check it out if you haven't read it already, thank me later!

#zonami #one piece live action #nami #roronoa zoro #nami x zoro #zoro x nami #opla #nami/zoro #zoro/nami #opla!zona

[writerrosie]

@ @ @ @

omg i never get these things, this is v exciting. @gillies1x1 literally the best partner, thanks for putting up with all of my sh*t pretty sure like 24/7 honestly, so thankful for you. @babywrites is probably one of the best writers i’ve ever written with and a beautiful person in general. @kylaofrph kyla is literally my soulmate and basically just like the best person in the whole entire world and she deals with me being like the worst???? all the time. @sebastianstanrps im pretty sure nicole is the nicest person i’ve ever met in my entire life and also have you looked at her blog it’s so pretty and she’s an infj which same

#gillies1x1 #babywrites #kylaofrph #sebastianstanrps

[waterlilly476]

thoughts

maybe im broken

maybe im bent

maybe i want to be broken so that someone will want to fix me

my thoughts run wild as i look down at my once normal wrists

maybe they would be normal again someday when the scars heal

but how can they heal when i make no efforts to help myself

i cant do this alone

i need help and time

but i cant find anyone willing to give it to me

why would they want to save me

what do they owe me

i am nothing

no one

just damaged goods

no one pays attention to

or maybe they do

and i just dont notice

my thoughts run wild as i sit here in the middle of the night

hoping for a reason

a place

a friend

someone to count on

till the world comes to an end

these are questions to which i may already know the answers to

—Water

#random #late #latenightthoughts #writing #poetry #semicolon #writer #amature #babywriter #sad #emotional #feelings #hurt #pain #new #newwriter #newwriting #talk #therapy #down #wordporn #wordvomit #cant help feeling like this #this is not normal #but it is #relateable

[shanayavlogs]

Shanaya Writing On Furniture | Shanaya Sandhu #BabyWriting #Write #Writing #ToddlerWriting #BabyDrawing #BabyDrawingLines #CuteBaby #Baby #BabyGirl #KidYouTuber #Shanaya #ShanayaSandhu #ShanayaKhan #BabyVideos #Toddler #Toddlers #ToddlerVideos #Jatt https://youtu.be/P00PTTz_Mok (at Lahore, Pakistan) https://www.instagram.com/p/CNsVmDwnqgm/?igshid=7c20mw4mqxj5

#babywriting #write #writing #toddlerwriting #babydrawing #babydrawinglines #cutebaby #baby #babygirl #kidyoutuber #shanaya #shanayasandhu #shanayakhan #babyvideos #toddler #toddlers #toddlervideos #jatt

[casualcloudchaos]

My dog is my muse

Mack is my angel

His fluffy paws and ears save

I get out of bed

#BadWriter #ImGayAndMyBestFriendIsADog #BabyWriter #Haiku

[slasherbaby]

a little ghostface x reader wip under the cut😛

Ghostface squats down to your level, resting his forearms on his knees. "Hey, listen, I didn't mean to make you cry."

You wipe your cheeks frantically, but the tears keep coming. Everything you bottled up when you moved was exploding out, and you couldn't get the cap back on if you tried. 

"You called my bluff," You try to laugh, but it comes out as a sob. "It's my fault, doesn't matter."

He watches you, fingers twitching, before sighing. 

"Fuck it." He murmurs, taking a seat next to you. "If this were a horror movie, I don't think you'd die first."

You turn your head to look at him, eyes wide and bewildered. Out of everything he’s done, he thinks that is the reason you’re upset?

"Yeah, cause who's to say your movie is Nightmare, right? I mean, I did read your therapy journal too. So you would fit in perfectly with Nancy and Glen..." 

The way he so casually talks about your trauma almost makes you laugh, but you only manage a choked chuckle.

"But nah, your movie doesn’t have to be like that"

"What," You manage, struggling to get the words out between your hiccups. "What would I be in?"

“I Spit on Your Grave, baby. Get revenge, kill the fucks who thought they could mess with you. Emerge victorious.”

A real laugh comes at that one, and you shake your head. “I hated that movie.”

“Yeah, me too. Unnecessary.” He pauses for a beat, before nudging you with his shoulder. “How ‘bout True Romance? Break free from the horror genre completely, even though it’s your favorite. Just say fuck it!” Ghostface laughs again before wrapping an arm around your shoulders, pulling you towards him so you lean back against his chest.

You tense up, suddenly all too aware of the knife he’s still holding, and the fact that only moments before he was chasing you through your living room.

“Oh c’mon! If I was gonna stab you, I would’ve done it while you were in the shower.” He laughs when you try to recoil, and holds you against him properly. “Calm down babe, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before.”

#ghostface x reader #danny johnson x reader #danny johnson #wip #dbd ghostface #babywip #babywrites

[babywriter]

She thought she was so cute making a present for you. She pushed and pushed until she felt the warmth in her backside and the sudden droop in her diaper.

She giggled. She was so happy to have used her diaper because she knew it meant a loving change. And anyway, by now she simply loved the feeling of going in her pants. Even more, she loved the feeling of having gone in her pants. The obvious reminder of her status as a diaper-needing baby girl. Which is funny considering how reluctant she initially was to diapers. How she “liked having a job” or “didn’t want to go in her pants like an overgrown toddler”. She was a mature, composed young woman with dreams and ambitions, seemingly someone who enjoyed her adult life.

She was much more giggly now, and carefree. Living only to have fun and be a baby. She enjoyed how droopy her diaper was. You even knew that you could make her leave the house like that and she wouldn’t have a hint of shame. She thought she was the cutest and she was, wasn't she?

Photo credit: @mommymira-and-widdlewilla

For more stories by me: https://reamstories.com/babywriter

#ab/dl caption #ab/dl girl #ab/dl stories #ab/dl #ab/dl community #diaper captions #ab/dl fiction #ab/dl diaper #diaper stories #regression caption

[oblolongue]

seeking advice

How do you all do it ?

You just sit down and write?

I have set up manageable goals like really, i know i don't write a lot, i know i struggle because i'm a babywriter. My life isn't too busy right now that i can't take time to write, but i have no words or no scenes.

What's your secret ? How do you write ?

With nanowrimo, they give a bunch of advice to set up a routine to help writing and create the mindset. It has been useful.

My main problem seems to be that my stories are character driven. I'm playing with characters like i would be with playmobils. My current wip has a little plot and a little outline (and even a twist, kind of proud of thinking about it) so I'm not totally lost about what is supposed to happen. But my ideas and scenes come when i'm doing other things (like brushing my teeth, like cooking, like listening to a podcast, and suddenly i'm making a connection about my wip). But when I'm in front of my page (notebook or computer) : it gets difficult. After 400 words, i'm done. No more juice.

How do you deal with this and channel through to actually write?

#seeking advice #i'm boo the fool #because i feel like i'm having what everyone experience about writing #but it's bothering me a bit #because i'm determined to finish my wip #writeblr community #writing struggles

[chibinoyume]

03:58 am. I can't sleep. I've been in bed for 4+ hrs. It's been so long, I'm hungry now.

BUT

I had an idea for an elaborate (by my babywriter standards) Blindspot fix-it fic that I *needed* to type on my phone before it goes poof.

Seriously tempted to get up, turn on my computer and let madness be my guide.

#i guess insomnia ain't that bad sometimes #blindspot #personal #writing woes

[sometipsygnostalgic]

Adventure Time Reviewed - S1E20 Freak City to S1E22 Henchman

A weaker group, ending on a sweet episode with Marceline. 

Ep 20 - Freak City

These openings with Finn and Jake doing silly stuff are my life.  Finn thinking that a homeless guy will reward him for a single cube of sugar...  The bird scene with Magic Man is really funny and the darkest scene up to this point, besides maybe Finn’s near death experiences in Dungeon. Jake got traumatized!!! 

For the record, this episode is flashing and it’s not advisable to watch with epilepsy.  

In this episode, Jake refuses to help Finn get his body back, because he seems to have a foot fetish and is living vicariously through Finn. So Finn grows depressed, and then kicks Jake’s ass. 

“Im gonna go rescue all the babies in town! Only the babies.” 

Jake throws Finn into a burning city. 

JAKE HAS A CRYDAR... he can sense when Finn is going to cry... 

Jake’s nose is brown in the firelighy. I don’t like it. 

“Kim! Get under Trudy!” “No man, please, I freaking HATE Trudy.” “Kim. I will DESTROY you!!” 

“GET HIS EYES! CUT HIM IN THE EYES!”

I love how good the reverted designs for the Freaks are. Even though they just appear for a second, they’re very creative.   

Altogether an... okay episode? Certainly not one I’m going to rush back to rewatch. The next Magic Man ep in s4 is 10 times better. 

Ep 21 - Donny 

Not the highlight episode of the season. In fact, this character sucked so much that they never brought him back until the series finale. He’s seen briefly in the final montage watching Crabbit dance!

Finn and Jake start the ep on a “safety patrol”. They are never seen doing this again. I find it sweet that they’d go around making sure everyone is being safe. Maybe Finn wanted to, so Jake is playing along with him. 

Finn thinks he’s complicated... He is a young boy with feelings! He’s not an outsider. He doesn’t even necessarily feel like one. But he’s 12 so he is confused. Finn probably feels funny about being the only human too. 

I enjoy that he and Donny become friends through a wrestle that becomes Finn teaching Donny how to fight back. It reminds me of when I fought my sister when I was little. Sometimes we needed those fights. 

The Why-wolves are a nice introduction to the ecosphere and population control... I always wished these guys would come back. There’s a sidecomic to one of the AT issues where they work with Bubblegum on a project but then reveal they’re going to eat everyone, and I think she’s already planned for the possibility, so they’re easily dispatched. 

“Our population will rise exponentially until we are eaten by the cosmic owl, so is the course of nature.”  Beautiful. 

22. Henchman 

This episode was really sweet. 

I like that it establishes Marceline has a known presence in Ooo. Honestly, I’m not sure how Finn and Jake never heard of her before, but she probably doesn’t perform in the Candy Kingdom... She has an old diving buddy, and the Duke of Nuts invited her to perform. 

Upon watching, it’s easy to brush off her so called necromancy as just yelling at the skeletons to wake up. She did use the power in Diamonds and Lemons, but that episode isn’t canon. I think it would work either way, because the Vampire Coven surely had some necromancy powers between them. 

The bow tie guy had an entire family on his walls. Even though he’s a minor character they put a lot of love into showing he has a life.  In the episode Sky Witch, much later, you see Maja’s family on the walls in her house, alongside the 10 million other objects in that episode. I love it when background designers go crazy like that. 

Marceline is acting like an enormous jerk to mess with Finn. It doesn’t seem like EVERYONE thinks she’s a jerk - or if they do, then they don’t care - but she finds Finn’s childish, heroic reactions hilarious. I feel really bad for him. She’s a bully! She even hurts his arms. But her moral code is slightly wack so it’s not as if she thinks it matters as long as he comes out of it alive. She’s certainly not going to molly-coddle him!  

And when Finn figures it out, she’s very friendly.    Finn learns a lesson of not judging books by their covers, while Marceline makes a new friend. 

What’s jarring is that even though Obsidian provides better context for Marceline’s behaviour in this ep, it’s not until her NEXT appearance - It Came from the Nightosphere - that she feels like a person. She’s still stuck in the season 1 archetypical babywriting. Season 2 is much better with dialogue and characters, other than PB and Jake, who are pretty good in s1. PB doesnt get any real standout moments in season 2, which is probably why I remember fuck all from it. Jake is really funny in s2 though.  

#adventure time #adventure time reviewed

[writerrosie]

coconut & star fruit for u bc u bae (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ

coconut - favorite perfume: ysl black opium is the one i wear every day

star fruit - favorite sea creature: seals!!!!

#babywrites #literally me

[fantroll-purgatory]

Name: Zariak Sakana

Meaning: Surname means fish, first name doesn’t have one. She’s part of the original twelve I was inexperienced with making.

(Awwww, babywriter trolls! I remember the first one I wrote, who was also originally a Life player, now that I think about it…)

(I’m gonna say right off the bat that she’s gonna need a bit of a whole core replacement, or rather, an insertion of a core. She’s got the skeleton of a character, but none of the meat! Let’s give her some fluff.)

Mod CD here just for a few additional notes. You know how I love trying to justify names that have no meanings. I discovered that in one of H.P. Lovecraft’s old stories, there’s a land called Zar where “dwell all the dreams and thoughts of beauty that come to men once and then are forgotten.” So I think we can justify this name along with some ideas SA posits later. Go with the flow, even if it means forgetting your dreams!

Blood: fuchsia

Sign: Pisci

(SIGN OF THE DRUID)

(My thoughts for her sign lean more towards…)

(PIMINO, SIGN OF THE EMPATHETIC)

Lusus: Gly’go’dyb

Trollian handle: diligentSeafoam[DS]

Typing Quirk: capitalizes z, replaces e with -E

(This is good, easy to scan and type.)

Weapon: a custom designed trident

(Checks out with what we know of the Batterwitch’s caste.)

Can I recommend adding a flag to the trident? It doesn’t change the function of it in any way, but it’s a nod to the design note of you basing her outfit off a color guard uniform. 

Special abilities: none except canon fuchsia blood ones

Outfit: I actually based this off of the color guard uniform at my school when I first designed her. The half skirt and long sleeved shirt with tights. She also has a small crown too, as seen in this version.

Personality: Zariak is a silent brooding type, not wanting to form attachments. She knows she’s going to die when she’s 9 sweeps, and doesn’t want to think about it. She also knows she has to kill multiple lusii daily to keep her planet from being destroyed, and she hates it. She cares about these random trolls lives and how she ruined them, but like hell she’ll show a weakness like that. She’ll just pretend she’s the average heiress. Go with the flow.

(I think part of what she’s missing here is that Fuschia air of mystery? As well as that bad-praxis part of Fuschias where they WANT to do things, but often fail at actually DOING them. Maybe she needs to be a bit skittish around lowbloods or something? Not in the “they could hurt me” way but in the “oh my god what if I break one?” the way a lot of people are when unexpectedly handed a baby. Don’t want to drop it!)

Lunar Sway: Prospit

(I think keeping her Prospit is a thing that would be good for her. Though her broodiness and mask of “just your average tyrian” is very Classic Derse. Make her true self shine through a little more, even when she’s just trying to pathologically go with the flow.)

Prospit dwellers also tend to be the more mutable and go-with-the-flow types. Remember, dersites are prone to rebellion while prospitans are prone to acceptance. There’s also the Destiny conception- Zariak has already decided she’s doomed to die and believes this is the natural course of things. This is a destiny idea that ties her to Prospitan tendencies for sure!

God tier: Knight of Life

(I see where the Knight is coming from. This is actually a really brilliant class for someone like her, who has the DESIRE to go out and help people but is holding herself back. Knights (like Karkat, Latula, and Dave) also have a habit of hiding their feelings behind glasses and facades, regardless of their Lunar Sway.) (Life Players meddle even when they don’t think they are- just look at our Heiress Trio of Jane, Feferi and Meenah. I’m not sure that Zariak has that kind of pushiness that life players really do. If anything, I’d wonder if she’s a Doom player, ESPECIALLY with that Ghosty land you have planned for her.)

I’ve gotta agree on the Doom front. She’s someone who is overwhelmed by all rules and standards, but the Inevitability around her. She feels crushed by her fate and all that underlying reciprocal developmental energy is stuck inside. She has to push past her hiding and crack into that Rogue of Life inverse. 

(This means her Sgrub path would be in learning how to weaponize that fatalism she’s carrying into something that she save her team with! Passively use her privledge and energy that she’s carrying around to enact things like policy change! Or game-breaking loopholes!) Fetch Modus: unsure as of now

(Maybe… spearfishing? Oh! Or like Go Fish? Something silly and ocean related? She’s missing some interests, which is where I often get my Fetch ideas from.)

I know I’m knocking on the color guard thing a lot, but I’m kind of tempted to bring it in here, too. Special routine for items? Special routine for items. 

Land: Land of Ghosts and Rocks

(Are the rocks part of the Quest? Because Rocks and Ghosts sounds more like a Land of Adjective and Quest title.)

The sprite is over a year old I’m so sorry. But thank you for looking at this!

And here with my design notes!: 

I wanted to keep the same basic design elements you’d mentioned, but in general try to make her both a little more Generic Heiress, since that is the kind of role she’s desperately trying to project. I made her skirt pink so she could rep her blood color a little more openly, added some cool detailing to the now black tights, and gave her that Long Fuchsia-Caste Hair. 

Braids were a common feature of Color Guard Uniform, but I didn’t want to futz with that too much/make her design busy, so she gets a pulled back tyrian stripe implying a low ponytail instead. She got her crown, too, and some Traditional Fuchsia horns. 

Other than that, she just needed a few proportion and color tweaks!  (Thank you for submitting another Troll! I had a lot of fun working through her!) -SA

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