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dizzybizz · 4 months

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hai here is a sketch dump with too many fandoms :) sorry about the ungodly amount of men here i have been going through it and by it i mean gay

ok wait i ran out of tags??? it wont let me tag them all😭😭😭 im gonna have to be sparing with them uhh i guess i will have to ramble under the cut then cus i like rambling in my tags but i cant with this one 😭

(ok im back from the ramble: it is way too long.... proceed forward if you want to see some guy just absolutely talk nonsense for entirely too long)

no cus i swear i have tried tagging more stuff than this before and never hit the limit but whatever

hello i really use this like a fkn blog huh

i just wanted to provide some thoughts on the harper and rosé one first bc its important to me 😌 cus i was thinking abt harper and how in my head and heart of hearts she would be the kid who thought you get pregnant from kissing and i dont think she ever really grew out of that belief. <- this ended up spawning the idea of harper being a sex-repulsed ace and i will die on this hill actually. fight me or die, you die either way actually nvm

this is just a buncha blorbos i dont know what to tell you really. sketch pages like these always end up so weird for me bc for some reason my brain always wants the characters in them to interact in some way. whether that be talking or just reacting to what the other is doing... its something i cant stop with, its so stupid and silly and i hate it and i love it. where else would i see kabru slowly losing his mind with how loud phoenix wright is in court????

I THOUGHT I HAD GOTTEN OFF THE RAILS WITH THAT BUT THEN THE NEXT PAGE HAPPENED. and all i could do was laugh and ask "what the fuck am i drawing??? HOW DID WE GET HERE? WHY IS THISTLE HERE WITH LEOPIKA HELP" LIKE that page started with the big leopika and then i was like "man i miss thistle lemme draw him real quick" but the curse struck and now hes being homophobic so </3

i rlly like how the nic(k) page turned out ... i just have a lot of nicks i like drawing idk.. the lil guy is an oc,,, one day his ref sheet will be finished and itll be awesome but not for now, sorry baby, no can do. im weirdly happy with how the hands turned out for all of them tho?? so thats a W

yotasuke, murai, nick (youll never know which one im referring to. .. jkjk its hoult i love the pose there ehehhe), nic and the entire last page r my favs. i like em all but those rlly get me yknow- the olly too ofc but ive already posted him, dont mind him being here, hes part of the set. AND OVER ALL IVE BEEN HAVING SO FUN WITH SHADING BLACK AND JUST LEAVING SPOTS BLANK ITS SO ?`????

WHY IS THIS SO LONG PLS DONT READ ALL THIS THIS IS STRAIGHT UP EMBARRASSING AGHSDFGSDHJSGD im all like "yeah i dont like talking about myself or whatever" but as soon as i get to my process or blorbos or smth the floodgates fucking break open, not even burst man.

also dont mind how i havent even acknowledged pingas twink pokemon counterpart. hes just here for shits and giggles i dont know the guy like at all, i watched a handful of eps of horizons and that was it RIP

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bunnyscone · 5 months

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ok so a male yandere vampire who kidnaps fem reader but is very patient with her. he doesnt force her to do anything and lets her set the pace... until she starts her period. he just keeps eating her out over and over, apologizing the whole time bc "he just cant help himself"

Hiiiii!! thank you for your ask!! I love vampires!! Especially yandere ones! I plan on doing a little ramble/fic or whatever you wanna call it on this :) I kinda ran off with the idea, lol, but this was fun to write♡♡

Male! Vampire! OC x Female! Reader!

kinks: Hematolagnia, Menophilia, Dub-con(?), Praise Kink(?), Pussy and Cunt (mentions). Female Reader! (MxF)

By hitting 'keep reading' you are accepting that you are 18+ and are fine with reading dark/sensitive content. (Don't like? Don't read.)

OC: Vincent (Male! Vampire!) - Words: 313 - Proofread? Nope :)

"I... I'm sorry my dear..."

The soft whisper of his voice comes beneath you, the feeling of his heavy breath hitting your clothed cunt. His nails dig into you as he draws himself closer, his cheek resting against your thigh. A soft whimper escapes his throat as he lets out a heavy breath, mumbling out to you with a groan, "You... you just smell so good, my dear..."

You let out a squeak as he plants a heavy kiss on your inner thigh, nibbling at the soft skin. "Please... just let me have a taste...?" He mumbles out again, his tongue pressed up against your clothed clit, his thick salvia pooling and soaking the already bloody mess your aching cunt made.

It's been weeks since Vincent had actually last touched you, too nervous and worried about scaring you off and ruining his chance with you. Yet suddenly now that your cycle has begun, you're all he seems to want to grasp and hold, no longer caring about how patient he might need to be around you. Your touch-starved body seems to agree with his grasping and holding, leaning towards him unknowingly each time he moves closer, holding you to him.

"A... Alright..." You mumble out, shakingly nodding your head as you slowly grind your cunt against his face, the feeling of it leading you to feel even more needy. He lets out an excited whimper, pulling you even closer as he frees your cunt, moaning softly at the sight of the bloodied and aching hole. His hand comes up, his fingers pushing open your labia as he eagerly laps up into you.

You whimper and clench around his tongue, your cunt fluttering around him as he drinks up more of your blood and juices, his thumb coming up to circle and rub your clit as you moan.

"Good girl... You taste so good..."

mwahhhhhhhhhhhhh love youuuuuuuuu ૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა♡♡♡♡

#female reader #yandere #🧸scones.oc #🧸scones.request #yandere smut #yandere oc x reader #yandere oc x you

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willowwee · 11 days

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Slasher (Charlotte)🔪🩸

CW: Blood

Mask version:

Ramble: the way I've been getting alot of Slasher designs in the middle of drawing and coloring my Slasher 💀💀 tumblr knew me too well even outside of tumblr.

Here's some random headcanons I got for my Slasher:

I swear escaped mentioned some burn marks on Slasher's face before but tumblr wouldn't let me check if it's true or not so I'm just putting some burn marks on my Slasher anyway

Charlotte was considered as a pretty person but then she got into an accident which led to people isolate her bc of the burn marks on her face. Charlotte did got angry at that but suppressed it by doing her work

Bcs of the incident, she had nightmares of it and eventually lose alot of sleep over it

She eventually got into the whole killing thing bcs she couldn't handle the isolation and needed some fun

She did got alot of machetes and knives bcs her family ran a knife related business in another town and she grew up learning how knives made and even decided to learned how to make a machete before she decided to kill

Charlotte loves cute shit like cute rings, ribbons, and necklaces which is why I made her having alot of accessories 💀💀

Charlotte is also a bit strong like stronger than average strength? She also got some muscles on her basically

(Not Charlotte related but I love that one post thay made Basher a big boy I STRONGLY AGREED THAT DUDE WOULD BE A BIG BOYYYY)

(Edit) forgot to mention that the incident also burned off most of the eyelids? Which is why she looked a bit surprised most of the time

#escaped audios #escaped audios slasher #escaped audios slasher and basher #slasher and basher series #digital art #rp asmr #audio roleplay #x listener #rp audio #art #fanart #escaped audios fanart

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nudibutch · 3 months

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butch/femme voyeur club drabble

cause i was digging into my writing folder and figured id post bc ive been meaning to work on it for ages but it isn't like. Complete [TM]. this is a pre-print except for Public Review

sub butch (he/him), domme femme (she/her). have fun

“Welcome. Watchers tonight, or are you looking for something more?”

“Just watchers,” she replied easily, flipping open her wallet and handing the greeter a few folded bills. “For now.”

With a nod, the greeter opened the door. A gentle push from her on the small of his back nearly knocked the wind out of him. He willed one foot in front of the other and tried not to look at her. It’d burn otherwise. The small hallway they funneled through – passing by lingering patrons, satin at the edges of his vision – opened into a well-furnished lounge area cast in deep blue light. Seats and couches lined the walls, and populated the center, to face nooks – some closed by a draw curtain, some open – that were large enough to occupy two, maybe three people at a time.

And they were occupied. Hazy, shadowy, and glowing from being cast in monochrome – some things he could see, but not quite, unless invited closer.

“Alright so far?”

He started at the warmth of her breath against the shell of his ear. He didn’t realize he had stopped walking to take it all in. “Yeah,” he breathed. “Following your lead.”

“Good boy,” she murmured. Her hand glided up to his collar, where her finger hooked around the ring and tugged him along to a loveseat. She sat, releasing him.

He froze.

Bathed in the dark blue light, her ethereal form merely anchored itself to the cushion. She was beautiful. Untouchable. A goddess. With one arm stretched across the couch, she beckoned with a finger. “Come here.”

He felt himself slipping. Sand in an hourglass. Its familiar taste floated at the tip of his tongue, its warm pressure creeping up his temples. Its whisper had echoed in his ears throughout dinner, but now the pull in his chest – in his knees – was stronger. In her expression – stoic, cocky – she commanded him

submit.

She tipped her head to the side, giving him a slow, searing full-body scan. Regarding him. He stood silently – obediently. This is exactly what she wanted. He could taste her desire in the air, see it rolling off of her in waves. She leaned forward, pressed her free hand up against the side of his leg with a firm grip, up, up, up –

His eyes fluttered shut, but he held still.

She let out a low chuckle and continued until she reached his waistband. At an agonizing pace, she slipped her fingers one by one behind it, and all of his nerve endings screamed at the point where she touched him, begging for more,

until she tugged.

down.

Instinctively, he knelt beside her. She laughed, leaned forward again, caught him by the chin, ran the pad of her thumb across his bottom lip, made his heart do somersaults in his chest. This close, the smell of her perfume, thick and heavy, flooded his senses and mingled with the warm fog that crept against his temples. He inched forward on instinct – her lips were so close, he just needed permission.

“Pretty boy,” she whispered, then tilted his head away from hers, towards the booths. “Look.”

He followed the gentle pull of her grip. Tucked away in an alcove, obscured by half-drawn curtains, a burly butch – one hand against the wall, the other under her femme’s dress, circling. All he could see of the femme was one leg and hip, falling off the pillowed bench, and an arm clutched across its backing.

He fixated on their moving shadows from the distance, completely stilled and rigid there on the floor.

“Would you like to do that to me?” she asked.

He swallowed. Felt himself approaching a singularity. “Yes.”

She purred, slipped her hand down to the collar’s o-ring, the clinking metal drawing his focus. This close, her breath was hot against his cheek as he sat, transfixed. Watching. Her finger dragged up the center of his throat, the tip of her stiletto nail just barely digging in. Purposeful. A promise. “We’re just watchers for now, sweet boy.” Click. Click. Her heels clicked on the floor as parted her legs. “Come sit and watch.”

#slug.txt #thx beloved mutual for reminding me i have writing in my writing folder (crazy)

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yozzers · 1 month

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nautical vehicles hot rod & flamewar who live in a little port town and work with a courier service to deliver the knick knacks they find out at sea...

a little fun AU I've been chipping away at when I don't want to work on college or portfolio related work

follows the idw2 mentor-mentee concept

hotrod and flamewar are from nyon, a developing port town and were both mentored by kup

they work as a "fisher" and scrapdiver respectively

springer was also mentored by kup and runs a package delivery business

^^ arcee, blurr and drift are 3 employees that hot rod and flamewar are friendly with(ish, not really w/ drift he's just kinda there sometimes and usually shadows arcee. flamewars the first to get buddy buddy w him)

arcee is the main courier that goes between nyon and so and so

umm main relationships are with ...arcee rn actually which made me laugh shes just fun to me, shes known blurr the longest and also rooms w/ him. she initially went from kaon the most and met drift there, they end up getting buddy buddy and he's kinda just wresled into the courier job bcs sprigne considered him shadowing arcee constantly loitering and he might as well help w the work she does etc etc idk im still thinking abt it I just think he's a funny character to bounce off a bubbly arcee

shes very close w/ hot rod too as he's usually the one rushing to greet her when she arrives to nyon w/ mail n packages etc etc

shes the one dragging them both into dangerous situations while hot rod does his best to make sure they both Survive.

I don't think ill get to this anytime soon but uhh first aid, nautica and slipstream are somewhere there too... first aids running the only clinic in nyon atm, nautica is a researcher from an island in the middle of the rust sea which nyon borders, and im imagining slipstream to be a seaplane that crahsed in nyon n that's how flamewar meets her n the whole shebang <3

bumblebee is in there somewhere bcs im a bit obsessed w how idw bumblebee is such a hater @ rodimus but rodimus is like, honestly pretty amicable in comparison to him? keeping this up, bumblebee is a little clown car in my head and works as a performer in Iacon or smt idrk who this all fits in I just think its a rlly cute idea

unrelated to the nyon group but some small things I've been thinking up is the outlier academy that I thnk blurr eventually leaves the courier business for , n that's ran by shockwave n optimus is somewhere there too as a librarian or smt (maybe. idk yet.)

hand waving I really really like soundwave and blaster too so I've been wondering what they'd do its just kinda been ooohhh what r some characters I like and what r some interactions thatd be fun as I mish mash personalities and backstories frm diff continiuties I doubt ill get to drawing most of these guys though I barely have 5 characters pinned down

#transformers #tf #maccadam #fan continuity #rodimus #flamewar #arcee #blurr #drift #ribbart

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gendrie · 3 months

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curretly thinking how much Arya would have loved Arianne or Margaery, they would have really helped her be the person she wanted to be. Arya would have loved them so much and I'm sure if Arya had known them she would have wished they were her sister.

its a fun and interesting thing to consider on a lot of different levels (which i guess is why your ask inspired me to go off on some insane tangent)

margaery has quite a bit in common with arya: avid horseback riders, highly sociable, energetic, close with her brothers. its funny that sansa views one as her ideal sister while continuing to disparage her real sister's ghost as marg takes her on an active, outdoorsy date where they're hunting and riding (not unlike what arya wanted to do in sansa's 1st chapter) generally, arya was restricted from hunting type hobbies.......despite the fact it always been a common activity for highborn women.

which is a major flaw in grrm's early worldbuilding that marg and arianne (among MANY others) emphasize. in agot we get a glimpse into arya's upbringing and the expectation is an extremely narrow feminine ideal. sure, arya is given a lot of freedom to play but her (and sansa's) education is mostly left to an incompetent septa. they're clearly being molded for a mostly ornamental role and that is at odds with the rest of the text. ive complained about this before bc catelyn is not a vain character. she values practicality and duty. she was a teen bride and ran riverrun (+winterfell) from a young age. so why are her daughters being turned into dolls by an outsider? why werent practical skills prioritized?

for relevant context: in agot im fairly certain we get only one (1) adult northern born woman on page: maege mormont who is fierce, outspoken, and wields a weapon. (slightly ot note:) i hate the show as much as the next person but arya being a proficient archer from jump wasnt actually a half bad idea........precedent for that in canon too from rohanne webber to alysanne blackwood to ygritte. the wildlings are another notable example of northern women. so riddle me this: if 99% of the north's female characters break the feminine mold (lyanna, arya, wylla, the mormonts, the wildlings, meera, alys) why are they treated as the exception by the fandom? *syrio voice* i am wondering! (im not actually its bc tumblr dot com values the traditionally feminine ideal)

and i dont buy that its exclusively a north vs. south issue. when we meet the tyrell women we see that marg has been raised by olenna to be shrewd and capable. but catelyn is a deadbeat mother lol. neither arya or sansa think about her giving them guidance, advice, lessons, ect. arya was, apparently, just told to look pretty. catelyn's main memory of sansa is that she has nice hair. like.......ok. grrm is on record saying he regrets not developing the relationship between cat and her daughters, but unlike my next point this is something he never even tried to fix.

theres a real lack of female companions in general to start. now to grrms credit he clearly realized this oversight AND attempted to course correct with success imo. ie: arya's storyline in braavos features a lot of female characters (a trend i expect to only grow stronger in twow). as do most of the others.

arianne and her crew are an even more dramatic southron example. arya is treated like a freak for wanting basic autonomy; then we go to dorne and those girlies do whatever the hell they want for the most part: spears, studies, sex, ect. doran only draws the line at treason bc they were fucking up his own shit. but yeah needless to say arya wouldve flourished.

similarly, i love to think about arya being fostered on bear island or post series some of them joining arya's household. im genuinely desperate to see her interacting with the mormonts. i start shaking when i think about aly en route to braavos.

my point here is that i think the dynamic we're introduced to in winterfell, among the female characters, in agot looks very unusual in hindsight. and the worst part is that arya gets regarded by the fandom as a pariah who's only fate could be exile bc she doesnt meet an oppressive standard set by one annoying septa who made her feel bad about herself.

#ask #i didnt realize i had so many thoughts on this lol #some contradiction is natural btw #but i think a lot of it is just a symptom of first book world building being less developed

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agaypanic · 5 months

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I feel like Francis would be the kind of gay that both looks and acts straight, but if he was caught kissing his bf he wouldn’t care at all and just stand there like “…and they were both boys” and go back to kissing. <3

Nonchalance (Francis Wilkerson X Male!Reader)

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Summary: Your relationship with Francis isn’t a secret, you just choose not to make a big deal out of it.

A/N: reader goes to military school with francis and he’s going to Francis’ for spring break. reader being male isn't really explicitly specified but it's implied bc he's in military school with francis

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“Are you sure it’s okay that I’m coming with you?” You asked as you watched Francis pack his suitcase. “Because I can stay here.”

“I’m positive, Y/n.” He said, looking over at you. “Besides, I’d be bored at home without you. I’ll need something to take my annoyance and anger from my mom out on.”

“Gee, thanks.” You rolled your eyes, moving to sit on Francis’ bed. “Have you told your family about… us?”

“No,” Francis answered, shutting his suitcase and sitting next to you. “Do you want me to?”

You shook your head. It was honestly fine that Francis hadn’t told his family about the two of you dating. You two agreed that you didn’t feel the need to announce your relationship status to anyone. If people couldn’t see you were together, that was on them.

Although, you made sure not to do any PDA around Commandant Spangler.

“You’re gonna have a lot of fun, I promise,” Francis said, patting your back and kissing your cheek.

***

You and Francis definitely had different ideas of fun. When thinking of fun, you’d think of games or going to the movies.

Francis’ version of fun seemed to be having a screaming fest with his mom.

The day didn’t start out that way, thank God. Francis’ dad picked you two up from the airport, and he was really nice. He engaged in conversation with you and cracked jokes. He really made you feel welcome.

Then, when you got to the Wilkerson’s house, you met the rest of Francis’s family. His brothers were nice, although a bit chaotic. Your nerves about meeting his mom diminished when she said hello and shook your hand with a polite smile. Maybe Francis was just being a bit dramatic when he told you about her.

And then, you don’t really know how, Francis and Lois got into a screaming match about something. The other brothers went about their business, as if this was a usual occurrence. Hal sighed as he watched the scene, and you leaned over to him.

“Is it always like this?” You asked quietly, not wanting to draw attention. Hal looked like he was gonna shake his head but then paused for a moment to think. Then he sighed and nodded.

Great.

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It took a while, but Lois and Francis had finally stopped yelling at each other, going off to do different things. Lois went to the kitchen to make dinner, and Francis decided to show you the rest of the house.

“Believe me about my mom now?” He asked as you went outside to the backyard. You nervously laughed.

“Yeah, that was… a lot.”

“Sorry you had to see that,” Francis said, giving you an apologetic look. “She just makes me so crazy sometimes.”

“I can tell.” You joked, and he rolled his eyes.

The two of you talked for a bit, watching the sun go down. Besides the little rough patch that you had witnessed a while ago, things seemed to be going well. When it started getting dark, you decided to go inside. But before you could reach the door, Francis gently pinned you to the wall and kissed you.

Your eyes widened in shock before quickly closing, giving into him and kissing back. There was a fear in the back of your mind that someone would catch you, making the rest of your stay awkward. But all in all, you didn’t really care so much as long as Lois wasn’t the one who caught you.

As you ran your fingers through Francis’ hair, you didn’t notice the door next to you opening. It was only when you heard the sound of someone clearing their throat that you broke away from Francis. The action seemed to disappoint Francis, but instead of saying so, he just looked at the person interrupting you.

“What’s up?” He asked.

“Were you guys kissing?” Malcolm asked, looking a bit off guard. It was a dumb question; he had literally just caught you and his brother making out.

“Yeah, genius,” Francis responded. “Anything else?”

“Mom said dinner’s ready…” Malcolm looked at the both of you before slowly backing up. He kept his eyes on you until he was in the house and shut the door. Then you could hear him run away, which made you laugh. Francis looked at you with a smile.

“Hungry?” He asked. You nodded, and he pecked your lips before bringing you back into the house.

This would be a fun week.

***

Malcolm in the Middle Taglist: @rattilol

#agaypanic #francis wilkerson x reader #francis wilkerson x male reader #francis wilkerson #malcolm in the middle #malcolm in the middle x reader

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biscuitblinkeu · 1 year

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The Finale - Part 1 [10]

Park Chaeyoung x Fem!reader

Word Count: 2395

It’s the final chapter (b/c I need to end it all or I’ll go insane)! I hope this ending is satisfactory for you guys… but thank you for all your comments throughout my procrastination of this series, I pushed through thanks to you guys. I did have to end up splitting them in two bc it was way too long for me to finish tonight, tomorrow the next part comes out!

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“Do I want to…kiss your mom?” Rosé repeated slowly, a faint rouge-tinted blush rose to her ears. Of course she does, she always wants to, but in front of Nala? Your daughter, who’s going through your divorce? How would she feel knowing you’re not in love with Jaylyn and like her instead? This was complicated.

Before she could answer though, you're waving your hands around frantically and letting out hurried rambles. “That’s not what she meant! She just— Nala usually just says that when a person finds me likable? You know, it’s...”

“It’s really alright,” Rosé interrupts before addressing Nala. She smiles, “I do. She’s a great person.”

“Yeah, she is! Mommy is amazing!” Nala says before sneezing again. Rosé slides the tissue box over to her, receiving a grateful look from you and a thank you from the little girl.

You sink into the couch cushions, momentarily overwhelmed with that close call. You don’t know how to tell Nala you and Rosé are, as Nala understands how you and Jaylyn were, “together-together.”

For about half an hour, you watch the cartoon Nala had on the tv, scroll on your phone, and talk to them. Then you hear it: a prolonged gasp. A yawn. Someone is getting sleepy.

“Was that a yawn I heard?” You say slowly, inching closer to your daughter with tickle-monster hands. Nala is quick to shake her head and scoot back, “No! It was— it was Rosé!” Said woman looks up from her paper and stops drawing. Confused, she meets your eyes, you shrug.

“Rosé, what? Nala?”

“Rosé yawned first! Rosé infected me—” She whines.

Both of you turn to Rosè, and she catches on quickly. “Oh, yes. I yawned first. I suppose that it passed on to Nala.” Nala nods enthusiastically at her side. You let out a sigh as you lean your head back against the couch. “Okay, I guess you're free…this time.” They laugh at your melodramatics.

You close your eyes for a few moments and listen to their chatter about something random, not bothering to try and catch any of it. Your head snaps back up, and you frown at Rosé after looking at the time on your phone. “Rosé I’m sorry, I didn’t notice the time. It’s late… and I just realized you work tomorrow, don’t you? Aren’t you tired? I didn’t mean to keep you so long…”

She smiles softly at you and shakes her head. “Nonsense. I stayed this long because I chose too. So it’s alright, but I should probably head home now. This was fun.” She sits up on her legs. The paper she was sketching and coloring on was passed to Nala, who gasps. “Mommy look what Rosé drew for me!” In a hurry, she hops onto the couch next to you and shoves the paper into your hands, eager for you to look at it.

It was a scene that looked like it was from a ghibli movie. Different flowers sprouted from a hill, detailed and colored beautifully, and a pretty sky she colored and blended with blues and whites. She drew this all with color pencils too; that’s talent. You grinned at Rosé, “this is pretty good, you sure you don’t want to become an artist?”

She chuckled, shaking her head. When you gave Nala her picture back she dropped off the couch and ran over to Rosé, surprising both of you when she threw her arms around her. “Thank you! I love it!” Rosé hugged her gently, smiling warmly at the little girl, her heart so happy. “You’re welcome Nala.”

After Rosé gathers her stuff, you and Nala walk her to the door. “Why don’t you put your pj’s on Nala? I’ll be upstairs soon, okay?”

“Kayyy,” she drags out, and runs down the hallway and skirts around the corner, presumably to upstairs. You look towards Rosé and roll your eyes good naturedly. “I wonder where all that energy comes fro—” You pause, and tiny footsteps are running back down the hallway. Slightly out of breath Nala squeezes past you to the front of Rosé, “I forgot to say bye,” she heaves, and comically, you wait till she catches her breath. She grabs Rosé’s pants’ leg and looks up to her. “Bye Rosé! Come back soon okay?”

“I will, bye Nala.” And then your daughter is zooming back up the stairs, leaving you two laughing.

Through your laughs, you help her put her coat on, and once she’s all set you lean against the doorframe. “That was…”you begin; your daughter, unintentionally hilarious.

“Entertaining?” She suggests. You shrug. “Sure, we’ll go with that.”

A comfortable silence falls upon you, the two of you content just taking in each other's presence. She takes a step towards you, and you pull her in for a hug. “I’ll see you in a few days,” she says against your hair. You hum against her shoulder, “Thanks for coming over.”

Pulling away, she speaks again. “If anything comes up, call me. I will be there for both of you.” Then, almost shyly, she kisses your lips and says goodbye.

You return to the living room, cleaning up any leftover crayons or colored pencils your daughter might have dropped on the floor before going up to her room. She’s already in her covers, wearing her pajamas. You notice that she already hung up the picture Rosé drew for her on the wall adjacent to her bed, and smiled.

“What do you think about Rosé, baby?” You ask, sitting down next to her after she scoots over and makes some room for you.

Nala looks up, thinking, her lips pursed like a duck. She reaches for a lock of your hair before she answers you, twirling your hair around her small fingers. “Rosé makes mommy smile lots so I like her,” she says, then visibly perks up and looks at the picture hanging on her wall. Her free hand thrusts forward and she points to it, giggling. “She is a good drawer and likes SpongeBob too!”

“Rosé makes mommy smile, so I like her.” It was such a simple sentence but it meant so much to you. You would never have someone around if Nala wasn’t comfortable with them, she comes first, so this made you happy. “Yeah? You make me smile a lot too you know, you’re my—”

“Sunshine!” She interrupts, looking at you expectantly. “Yup! And maybe Rosé will draw you some more pretty pictures in the future and you’ll have a whole wall of them.”

“Mhm…” Nala absentmindedly hums, slumping further into your side and no doubt becoming sleepy from the way you’re massaging her scalp. Her eyelids slip closed and she opens them moments later, each time the duration is longer. Her fingers loosen around the section of your hair she was playing with and her arms slipped to her side. “Sleepy?” You ask, chuckling under your breath when she shakes her head no.

“I think you are,” you whisper, and with cautious movements, you support her head as you slide off the bed, laying it on her pillows. You pull the blanket over her and kiss her forehead, once again making sure she’s tucked in before turning her lamp off.

You return to bed shortly after you check your email and do your hygiene routine, and just as you close your eyes you get a message from Rosé wishing you goodnight to which you respond to with a cute gif.

You fall asleep feeling excited and nervous for tomorrow.

***

Three days later, you and Rosé would meet up with the girls (only Jisoo, Lisa, and Jennie this time) and tell them about your relationship at a Thai restaurant. They were insistent for you all to get together so you thought you might as well break the news. Although everyone seemed to know already, much to your amusement.

“So who asked who first?” Jisoo prompts, sharing not so discreet looks with Jennie and Lisa who look awfully giddy. What are they acting like that for?

“I did.” Rosé answers, earning a groan from Lisa and a shout of excitement from Jennie. You smile, not super focused on the conversation because you and her hands are intertwined underneath the table, and she rubs calming circles on your skin.

“I won! I won! I told you!” Jennie practically shouts, her fist hitting the table as a wide smile showing her gums appears. Rosé scolds her, you’re all in a public place after all, and she’s attracting unwanted attention.

Lisa turns to you, almost pleading, “Is that right?” She asks, hoping that you don’t agree and it’s just a joke of Rosé’s.

You nod, recalling that day. “That’s true, she asked.”

Lisa sighs, dragging her hands down her face. Jennie taps her on the shoulder. “Pay up woman, you heard her. It’s fair and square.” Jennie seems to be getting a kick out of this.

Finally putting their reactions together, you come to the realization. “You guys made a bet on us?” You ask, amused at their antics.

“Yes, yes we did. And I won, so hand it over Lisa!” Jennie all but shoves her hand out, palm outstretched to the sky as she looks at her wife expectantly. Lisa rolls her eyes before pulling out a £50 banknote and slapping in Jennie’s hand. Jennie looks absolutely smug and Lisa shoves her playfully, turning to you. “You owe me £50 (Y/ln), I really thought you were going to ask her out first.” Lisa grumbles jokingly.

“I’m sorry for your loss, but maybe you’ll get that £50 back one day.” You say, and everyone laughs.

“So, now that that's settled, what are you two going to do now?” Jisoo speaks up. Everyone turns their attention to her, she takes a sip of water from her cup before she continues. “We were planning on going out to eat with Naeyeon later, you guys should join us if you have nothing planned.”

“That sounds—“ You began, only to be interrupted by Rosé. She puts her hand at the small of your back. “Thank you, Jisoo, but we have some plans.”

“We do?” You whisper dumbly, turning to face her.

“Yes. I want to take you and Nala on a date if you don’t have other plans, if that’s okay?”

“Really?” You’re sure that cheesy smile is growing on your face but heck, you can’t deny you are feeling excited. “That sounds great, Rosé.”

Rosé and you picked up Nala from after school activities.

“Hi!”

“Hi sunshine.” “Hi Nala.” You both greet, and then walk back to the car, where you parked across the street, Nala’s hand in holding one of yours and one of Rosé’s as she tells you about school. (She’ll pretend this moment doesn’t mean the world to her.) You help Nala get strapped in her car seat while Rosé waits patiently in the driver seat.

“Where are we going?” Nala asks when the car starts moving.

“It’s a surprise.” Rosé answers.

“Ohhh…I like surprises.”

“You do?”

“Yup!”

“Good, then you’ll like where we’re going.” She hopes.

Besides you and Rosé talking about what not, it’s quiet except for the slight hum of the car’s engine, until Nala speaks up. “Are we there yet?”

“Almost,” You respond, despite not knowing where Rosé plans to take you two either, hoping to quell your daughter’s growing impatience. She didn’t stay patient for long after that, asking once again thirteen minutes later.

“Are we there now?”

“We are,” Rosé says, pulling into a parking lot. You’re really curious to where this is going. There’s nothing eye-catching in sight except a small building, the small sign appearing legible the closer you get. That’s where she leads you.

Turns out it was a hidden gem in the city: “Kaao Pottery.”

“Hello, how are you, Mary?” Rosé greets the elderly woman at the front desk with a kind smile upon walking in. The old woman’s face visibly brightens upon seeing her, and she greets her back enthusiastically. “Rosé! It's good to see you. I'm doing well, my grandkids are out today so it’s just me and my husband. What can I do for you and your friends today?” She asks, noticing Rosé is not alone. You and Nala look around curiously at the small trinkets and pieces of art on the shelves displayed, completely awed.

“That’s good. I’d like to rent two throwing wheels for a couple hours, and paint what we make.”

The old woman nods. “Do you need mentored?”

“No. I’ll teach them.”With that Rosé takes you over to one of the sections of the building. The sections are similar, each section has a wooden table (for painting your art after it’s shaped and out in the kiln), a kiln, coat hanger, and two pottery wheels. The table has an assortment of paints and glazes along with different sized brushes and tools.

“Do you come here a lot?” You ask curiously, taking off Nala’s coat.

“I do. I like to come here and make things when I’m in need of a break.” Rosé says as she takes your coats and hangs them up. “It helps me feel productive, so I find myself here a lot. I like to try my hand at making different things each time, and I thought it’d be fun sharing something I like to do with you.”

Next to your pottery wheels hangs navy aprons of different sizes. First she takes one of the child sized ones and helps Nala put her head through the neck area and ties the back. “All good?” She asks and Nala gives her a little twirl, “Yup!”

She smiles. “Great,” now, turning to you, she gestures to the other apron in her hand. “Would you like me to help you as well?” You nod, and she places a hand on your waist, to move past you and go behind you, her hands flutter down your back, tying the loops securely and she squeezes your hip when she’s done, facing you with a grin. “There, all nice and secure.”

You chuckle, face irrationally warm. “Thanks, Rosé.”

“What are we doin’ now momma? What’s that?” Nala tugs on your pants, pointing to the pottery wheels. “I’m not sure baby,” You humor, turning to Rosé.

“We’re going to make planters or vases.”

(There's a perfectly logical explanation to this.)

“Okay!”

Would you like to continue?

#biscuitblinkeu #fanfic #blackpink x reader #blackpink #fem reader #rosé x reader #rosé x fem!reader #park chaeyoung x reader #park chaeyoung x fem!reader #Unlawful.biscuit

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chubs-deuce · 1 year

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tmw you think you can take your younger sister in a fight but kinda weren't aware of how much she'd grown and that she's been trained by a retired veteran Nexus Champion since you last saw her and you promptly get your pompous wannabe royalty ass hauled straight out the window and need to find comfort in the one thing you have over her: Money

some Corsino siblings content bc they're actually all super fun to draw, especially since @miicycle (who btw came up with Mona's and Paolo's designs) and I have been tinkering with their backstory and what role they play in Mona's story some more lately huehuehue

Also meet Rochele! She's the youngest of the three and while she was never outright mean to Mona like Paolo often was, they were still kinda on frosty terms due to how little she was willing to support Mona in anything. Rochele was always on their father's or brother's side, with anything and everything. She was 11 when Mona left and 14 by the time Mona met Raph for the first time, and in the 3 years between she was convinced (both by their father as well as Paolo) that Mona ran away and abandoned them, even though Mona was actually disowned and kicked out.

#rottmnt mona lisa #rottmnt oc #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise mona lisa #chubiiverse au #chubiiverse mona #digital fanart #digital art #fanart #art #my art #oc #original character #chubs ocs #bc I did Rochele's design <3 #huehue

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macabrecravings · 9 days

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!!! Do your OCS have fursonas? Or, I suppose - if they were furries, do you have beasts in mind for them? Or both questions, if you think the answers differ at all! :} With great delight, anonymous

Yes, I do have beasts in mind for them!!!!!!!!!!

Seraphina — Cat.

Cain — Dog. (I had a specific breed in mind at some point, but I can’t for the life of me remember it right now…)

Evangeline — Mouse & Bunny. :)

[Read UTC for explanations & unreleased art / lore I’ve been holding back...]

I assume this inquiry is due to me posting this Harvey drawing from November…… (Here’s the full thing btw I love it a lot!)

It’s Seraphina (cat) and Abel (fox) of course of course :3 (And a tiny mouse Cain because we thought it’d be funny)

My OCs don’t particularly have fursonas, mainly cause it’s not something I’m experienced with drawing BUT!!!

Bc there’s transformations in DOL I think about them being beastkin & stuff like that a lot!!! Seraphina’s technically been a cow-girl in game but she will always always be a catgirl in my heart!!!!

Cain is painstakingly devoted to Sydney. And a loyal protector. Aggressive, hyperactive, likes to wear collars and heel at his every command… Bro is a dog. The puppy play goes crazy!

Evangeline’s mouse coding is kind of cliche. Meek, skitters around, lmaooo etc etc. It stuck out to me though because I had Multiple Instances in Different Games!!! where I was playing as her and got called “Little mouse~” so I grabbed that & ran with it. Also I have this LPS from my childhood and she sits on my desk and reminds me of her

Bunny Evangeline is soooooooo yummy to me… 1st of all she has the lustful trait in game and I think Bunny breeding cycle would be a nice explanation for it. Also fun that she could get out of control w/out her aphrodisiacs & I love assigning her really weak helpless animals bc they’re so her.

^ Note her LPS. Cat and Mouse. Bunny and Dog (Wolf TF?). Fucking gghjggjgjg Haru and Legoshi Beastars. Cain is going to brutalize her in animal-form this is horror movie foreshadowing please get them away from each other!!!!!!!!!! (DON’T!!!… I wanna watch it happen. <3)

#Unreleased art??!!!!!#Wtf!!!!!#Also omg hi anon i love you #oc: seraphina #oc: cain #oc: evangeline #oc lore #others’ art🍒✨#my art🌹💌#original post🍓💌

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freuleinanna · 2 years

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tracked down

Characters: Travis Hackett, reader Chosen ending: The were!Hacketts are dead, the counselors gang might as well have lived Short summary: You were the extra counselor that summer, so you participated in the fun campy werewolf activities, and not without consequences. Silly something that jumped to my mind bc who wouldn't want Travis to track them down Words count: 1081

Tags: @sadclowncat (I'm SO sorry for mistag earlier!!), @sera-wonderland, @b33barlowsstuff, @imperfectjam (also, tagging those who wanted something w/ our man Travis or Travis x reader, all future stuff will be at (# anna writes the quarry))

(the gif is just to show the character, it's not this exact scene, but the message seems right tho)

You took one look at the badge – and bolted. Within a split of a second some regret managed to sink through. You should’ve made a goddamn poker face, but now it was too late for that. Now you just had to run.

The cop reacted like any good cop should, by starting the chase. Unlike any good cop, he didn’t shout any warnings, he just straight-up sprinted behind you. Like a Terminator. Unsurprisingly, being the 1st film Sarah Connor sucked ass. Only she lived to see a second film, and then some. You might not have this luxury.

The cop tackled you near the window while you were trying to jerk it open.

‘Going somewhere, haunts&curses2573?’

Your whole body froze for a moment. He knew. His voice wasn’t smug, though, just edgy. Tired, even. The cop held you face down on the floor but seemed to try not to hurt you. You held your head up as best you could.

‘Who the fuck are you?’ ‘Are you gonna run if I let you go?’ ‘What the fuck do you want?’ ‘Are you?!’ ‘I know my rights, okay?!’ now you were really panicking. ‘I know my fucking rights!’ ‘DO YOU WANNA TALK LIKE ADULTS OR DO I CUFF YOU TO A RADIATOR?!’ ‘GET THE FUCK OFF ME!’

You heard a grunt, then some cursing under the breath.

‘Cuffs it is, then.’

You felt the metal on your skin, and next thing you knew, you were facing the room, with the cuff link gleefully clanking against the radiator pipe and the cop carefully moved to a safe, unkickable distance. That’s the first time you saw him properly. Not exactly young, with a shade of stubble on the cheeks and chin. Slightly tilting his head to the side. He squatted, keeping his eyes on your level. Something about his whole figure was just… unnerving.

‘Please,’ your throat was suddenly parched and the voice came out harsh, ‘please … I don’t know what you want from me, okay?’

A slight annoyed eye-roll followed.

‘Yeah, that’s why you ran. Uh-huh.’ ‘I… I…’ ‘Quit the damn tune, Y/L/N’ he cut you off, slightly pinching the bridge of his nose. ‘I’ve had an awful coupl’a months chasing you down, but unlike you, I can do my job right.’

You yanked the cuff slightly, not actually hoping for anything. And nothing happened. What a surprise. You yanked some more just out of spite.

‘Happy now?’ cold, calm voice didn’t match the appearance one bit, but perfectly matched the prying eyes. ‘Wanna do some more running?’

You shook your head, drawing your legs closer to yourself.

‘Good, ‘cause you’re gonna SIT YOUR ASS DOWN AND LISTEN!’ you jerked and the sudden rise of the voice. The cop… really, he looked irritated. And irritated cops are never a good story. Terminator 2 covered that as well. ‘Am I clear?’

You nodded. He sighed sympathetically.

‘Look, kid. My name is Travis Hackett,’ a meaningful pause. ‘Like the Hackett’s Quarry.’

And then it came together. Of course. Of-fucking-course. He was studying you, as if making sure you won’t suddenly decide to chew your arm off and run. You had half a heart to do just that.

‘…shit,’ that was all you could say. Not very eloquent, but very true. ‘Exactly,’ the cop nodded generously. ‘You’ve fucked up big time.’ ‘I didn’t do any-’ ‘Ah,’ he stopped you with a motion of his hand. ‘I suggest you shut up and really don’t piss me off now, because I really don’t wanna take out my gun. Especially, since it’s loaded with silver.’

Bastard knew it right away, from your eyes. Read your face like a note on the fridge. The uneasy tug pulled in your stomach. You were fucked. Absolutely fucked in a totally non-unfuckable goddamn way, but the stupid kid inside you still tried to wiggle their way out.

‘W-what does silver hav--’ ‘Did I not just say to NOT PISS ME OFF?!’

That’s what, a third strike? Thoughts ran around your brain in a sort of dancing fever. There was no way out for you. The only way was through, and it could just be that on the other side of the tunnel you’d be met by a silver bullet. Not on the full moon, but still… The Hackett cop seemed to have calmed down a notch. His brother, you remembered. His brother and the kids. They died that night. It’s a wonder the silver bullet didn’t come first. You suddenly felt really cold.

‘What do you want?’ you asked flatly. Trevor Hackett, or whatever his name was, was kind of staring you down. Full-on drama. ‘You figured it out, didn’t you, Y/N? When the moon came and you turned, you figured it out,’ he gave you a moment to chime in, and when you didn’t, finished darkly with a disapproving shake of the head. ‘The White Wolf is still alive. So you went and sent all those trinkets you found out there to that goddamn podcast, didn’t you? What were you hoping for? A crowd of werewolf-hunters who’d put him down for you?’

He was surprisingly accurate, that Trampy-whatever. Travis, it struck you, the name was Travis. Probably should remember that for later, if that later ever comes. It didn’t really seem like it, though.

‘That… was the plan, yeah,’ you mumbled awkwardly. ‘Well, congrats, mastermind. You created a fucking pilgrim path for every dumbass who ever wanted to snoop around and smell werewolf shit.’

His voice was dripping with sarcasm. A bit more, and the floor beneath would be a goner, burnt right down to the basement. That would’ve been fucking hilarious, only it wasn’t anywhere near funny.

‘Do you want to see the body count? Maybe the local town reports on rabid dogs? Hmm?’ ‘Alright, I get it, I fucked up,’ you snarked, not being able to take the blame-pushing anymore. ‘So what, you dragged your ass out here to shoot me? Cover for your fucked-up family once again? What the fuck do you want?’

The cop’s face changed. You didn’t understand how, exactly. It took you a few moments to catch up, but you got it just as he finished saying that next words. Then it beamed on you. He didn’t look angry anymore. He seemed regretful. As if he was sorry for something he was about to do.

‘Full moon’s in 10 days. I’m sorry, kid. I’m really sorry, but I’m gonna need your help to end this.’

#i promise i'm gonna do sth for other characters as well i got a few ideas!!#it's just the creepy cop got me #the quarry #the quarry spoilers #the quarry game #travis hackett #travis hackett x reader #travis x reader #travis hackett fics #anna writes the quarry #something i wrote

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walkingaftermidnight07 · 1 year

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Chain of Thorns: all my main thoughts

yes hello, i wanna make a large post abt this bc i just need to list everything out since i have A LOT of thoughts

MAJOR SPOILER WARNING

SERIOUSLY

DONT READ FURTHER UNLESS YOUVE READ THE BOOK

Things I Liked:

basically every moment where we got to see Will. I was laughing at so many things that Will said and I missed having that, since I will never get enough of Will's humor.

Seeing Jesse interact with the Merry Thieves. It made me so happy and I love seeing Jesse's dry humor mixed in with the Merry Thieves; he fits in with them so well.

Just human Jesse in general. Everything about him made me so happy. He was so kind and brave and quite funny.

Getting to see more of Anna/Ari. During the first book we got almost nothing of them, partially because of Ari being poisoned but also because Anna was kind of not in the main circle yet.

Christopher visiting Grace and them getting to know each other. It made me so happy that there was someone who could see past what Grace had done and could give her a second chance, and their bond over science was so sweet.

Thomastair. That's it. No explanation needed.

Ghostwriter I thought was pretty well done, but the whole "them kissing would cause Lucie to see demon stuff" was kind of unnecessary.

Jem being there for Grace and talking to her to help her through

The Watchers were a really cool plot twist I wasn't expecting

honestly the james turning on the lamp on pg 127 caused a lot of pterodactyl screeching which was fun

the Herondaisy scene in chapter 23 hehe

Effie every time she opens her mouth

Also Bridget who is my queen. she is my love, my life, my star.

Eugenia Lightwood just existing was fabulous.

Esme being the most random plot thread ever which caused a lot of unexpected laughter

"Alastair why are you so stupid I brush my teeth dont tell anyone" LMAO

Alastair with the baby

Again, Thomastair.

Matthew's eventual acceptance of Alastair into the group

Cordelia outsmarting Lilith with her deal

Belial having a weird obsession with being crowned prince of London or whatever

Also Belial's weird bird demon friend made me CACKLE

Bridgestock blackmailing Charles. if i'm honest, i think it was a great part of the plot bc it did kind of give Charles a slight redemption (but also him being kind of outted is also really bad) but i think it was great in kind of allowing Flora be able to accept Ari without fear of Maurice

Lucie and Cordelia talking abt Cordelia's boobs lmaooo/The Wicked Queen Cordelia

Grace's entire arc through this book

the different meanings behind "cordelia ran"

Things that made me sobbbb:

Will becoming a sort of father figure to Jesse

The Merry Thieves helping Matthew with his drinking

Cordelia and James when they finally confessed for real

Matthew's entire arc with his drinking and telling the truth

Christopher's death

"you are my unfinished business" IM SOBBING STILL

Christopher's death

The scene where they see that Kit's dead

Kit being dead

Intermission: Grief

the fact that kit was in fact dead and not going to come back at the end (i was in denial for the entire second half)

Matthew and James while in Edom

Thomas coming out to his family

Alastair telling Cordelia that he's always afraid for her with her being the wielder of Cortana

Again. Kit's death. (i cried a lot ok its been an emotional couple of days)

Things I didn't like:

The whole love triangle. I still don't think that Matthew truly loved Cordelia and i never believed it would be an actual love triangle

the fact that the truth about the bracelet had to be kept secret for so long. it felt kind of unnecessary. there were other ways to draw out the plot than that.

the fact that tatiana exists

Kit's death. I feel like it's so unfair that of all people, he's the one to die. it didn't feel well written, it felt like it had to happen bc she couldn't kill the queer characters and Kit was the only main character left that she COULD kill.

Grace's entire plot being kind of left without an ending.

The lack of mourning/a funeral for kit. (since we didnt get enough mourning, i think im going to write it bc i want to suffer for the purpose of completing the loose ends)

the pacing. the entire plot felt so oddly paced, and it wasn't as much of a mystery like choi or chog.

again, why christopher? i feel like matthew would've been a better choice, or perhaps sona.

magnus kind of getting written out so early

though i love our gay couples and their accepting families, it is a little bit unrealistic. i get that the point is that this particular batch of the families are very kind people in comparison to what their families become a little farther down the road(ie Robert, maryse, etc), but it still feels a little bit unrealistic.

i felt like the whole lucie and cordelia struggling with their friendship thing was a little bit too much to add into this already very full book. (although i loved the wicked cordelia reveal that was fun)

i feel like we didn't fully get the wrap up at the end that we needed. we didn't see enough of them after the battle, as they came to terms with their losses and their wins and how they would continue their lives.

also we never really got to see jesse meeting his cousins/aunts and uncles and i wish we'd gotten that.

Questions I still have:

bridget? whats going on with her? theres a throwaway line in the coda mentioning something is odd abt her, but thats it??

grace. what is going to happen to grace? i wish we could perhaps see her and figure out if she's alright.

im still confused abt the lightwood line. i guess they're trying to say that alexander is going to continue it? (that actually kind of makes sense, genetics wise tho, cuz alexander looks like cecily and alec and izzy are supposed to inherit that)

will we ever get a revised family tree?

blackthorn line???

Rupert's ghost?

fairchild line? am i correct to assume that its going to tie into charlotte's pregnancy reveal at the end?

I'm sure I have more thoughts but I can't remember them at this present moment and I didn't write them down but these are all the ones I wrote down.

lmk what y'all think abt this book

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chayannecraft · 5 months

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hey the last drawing will probably be uploaded tomorrow!! i know you'll understand but i've been very busy today :)

anyway i'm curious about if the other eggs have any sort of role in your au??

OH and if you want to talk abt what chayanne and phil's relationship is like, i've been very curious about that lol bc it seems like phil's both very protective of him and doesn't care about him that much. not saying you haven't thought it out i'm just eager to look more into his character!

Hello!! Yeah no I understand I’ve been super busy too. Finals season and everythang. It’s a curse. Oh my god. (Which is why im so late answering this ask hello omg!!!) But anyways yes hello oh my god questions!!!! 💖💖💖!!!!! YES!!! I WILL ANSWER

The other eggs have very loose roles but they do exist!! They sort of take up the space of the descendants-of-the-champions roles that Sidon and the others fill (although I’m not sure who is who at the moment, would have to think about that a little more!!) (I have no idea what role Tallulah plays, but I think she might be traveling around with Wilbur, more info on that later) but sometimes they’re also just like, normal random kids. They are all friends I promise. I don’t have a lot on them though so this is not that coherent.

CHAYANNE AND PHIL. WOUGH BOY. THIS IS A LONG ONE

You were right in that Phil is very protective of Chayanne!! I think a part of him knew Chayanne was The Chosen Hero, but when faced with the decision to send him off to what very well could have been his sons death, if not horrific trauma he was like um. No lol. Not doing that.

A consequence of the storyline in general is Phil isn’t very mentioned a lot, so it gives off the idea that he’s uncaring towards Chayanne, but I promise you that’s not the case!! (Not to make fun of you or call you out of course). Phil is actually very loving towards his son, and was devastated when he ran away with the Master Sword.

Then (for reasons I haven’t thought up yet) he’s pretty distracted but desperately trying to get his kid back. Until the calamity happens and they fail. Then he’s under the impression his son is just dead and he’s in mourning for the next 100 years (Why is he still alive in 100 years, you ask! Well! I took everything from these kids and I think taking their parents is a little bit too cruel so everybody is blessed by some sort of god that expands their lifespan a couple hundred ok :D!!!)

And then a little bit after botw someone goes to Philza and is like hey. The hero is back. He’s hanging out with Princess Pomme. He looks a lot like the missing hero from 100 years ago. Your son. Might be your son Phil. And Phil basically takes 3 seconds to process this before clawing himself up from his depression and being like OK. WE’RE GONNA GO GET HIM!!! AND IF ANYBODY TRIES TO STOP ME IM MAULING THEM. Of course he gets to hyrule RIGHT as totk plot starts and Chayanne goes missing so kind of an L BUT THEY DO REUNITE!!!

They get their moments. They also get a really tearful reunion where Chayanne is like dad im so sorry for running off oh my god :( I forgot you for a hundred years you must be so upset with me. And Philza is hugging him like oh my god my kid is ok. Oh my god. YOU’RE GROUNDED FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE WHAT THE FUCK. And then just caries him around. And probably has some sort of beef with Missa because that’s Chayanne’s Hyrule-Dad. Meanwhile Pomme stands in the back ready to kill him if he makes one wrong move.

There’s a side story kind of sequel relating to that where Pomme and Chayanne have to grapple with the fact that Chay is also a prince and his dad misses him dearly and wants him to come home but they don’t want to be separated ever for the rest of their lives. Maybe even some parent bonding. Like a little family-person drama to contrast the cursed-destiny-supernatural-calamity drama and probably some Death Family Bonding.

#qsmp botw au #asks #thank you so much medli whenever you send me asks I’m like !!!! ASK FOR ME?? PEOPLE LIKE?? WANT ME TO TALK!:#I LOVE YOUR QUESTIONS ALWAYS #I love Philza in botw au his suffering is never ending #straight up thought his kid was dead. finds put he isnt. hauls ass over there. actually your son is missing again lol #reminds me that I have a bunch of mini qsmp botw aus that branch out. like a ton. some of them are cool (the parents fight to get their #kids back in totk bc they both go missing) and others are #just batshit insane #COUGH COUGH MY PURGATORY AU WHERE CHAY AND POMME JUST.#END UP THERE AND ARE LIKE OH THAT EYE GUY IS CALAMITY?#WE CAN KILL HIM. and then they do. purgatory over everybody go home #but honestly that one is just an excuse for me to do more mini codebreakers who are ride or die for each orher #*other #and just general purgatory and badassery

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