#elu says stuff

[elusivetranscendent]

video game bug enjoyers rise up

#elu says stuff #bug fables #hollow knight #rivals of aether #scuttlebug #video game bugs #bugs

[louissatturi]

Duo some reactions from streamers about neo/neutral pronoums

Here a wonderful felps clip!

[TRANSLATION]

[Felps]:"neutral pronoums*" Alright it talked about neutral pronouns and how is a sociatal invention and i don't understand, i don't understand because like, Yes it is a sociatal invention, just like everything (else), what the fuck is up? Everything is a sociatal invention, so it exists! From the moment that a group of people said "yes" so alright and i don't know the fear, the fear of those people, the fear of this people i know what it is, "this is a sociatal invention, they want to force on everbody to say something that we did't said before, this is just the start, from the moment they start to say it more and more and more they will have total control of society and then everybody will be a bunch of slaves" that is the fear, that is the fear, you get that it's the fear, of the people that say "they want to force us to do X thing"? That's exactly their fear, that is the start of a opening of people starting to want more and more stuff and getting everything, its the fear of the inviseble enemie, it's the fear of the plane earth beliver that says that nasa is saying that is a globe and has control of the population and thinks that is a wolf, you get that is a inviseble thing? The fear of them, it's the fear of them, you are scared of them doing (stuff) of them having more control and this dosen't make any sanse, " neutral pronouns enterd in my house and beat my family up" it's that what they think, That's exactly what they think, they enter the house, beat everybody up and everything you will say has to have a fuck ton of neutral pronouns and everything is fucked but no bro

TRANSLATOR NOTE!!!

* the portuguese languege dosen't have they/them, is a very gendered languege so we say "neutral pronouns" to everything that ins't ele/ela (he/she) the most famous neutral pronouns are elu/delu and ile/dile

#qsmp #felps #tldr is not because you support binary trans people that you aren't a transphobe #if you have conditions to respect somebodys identidy fuck off

[liviavanrouge]

OBSWD Oc

Sarafina

Gender: Female

Age: ???

Rank: Avatar of Friendship

Pet/Familiar: Seashell the bunny

~~~~~

Love interest: LuciferBoyfriend/Husband), Simeon(Formerly)

Daughter(s): Lilith, Peony, Angel, Mizuki, Marianna, Judy, Juana, Ksenia's, Lucille

Son(s): Sage, Akio, Jay, Scamp, Diego, Junior, Jacob

Adopted daughter: Amanda

Adopted son: Luke, Andrew

Family:

Mother: ???

Father: Laurent

"Older Brother": Michael

Older sister: Parisa

~~~~~

Personality: Sarafina has a motherly personality, she loves to take care of Lucifer and the brothers, always scolding them or getting them to stop doing stupid stuff. She is a sweetheart and rarely gets angry with any of the brothers or the exchange students. Asmo stated because of her personality she’s the only person capable of stopping Lucifer and his punishments, but will let certain ones slide when she agrees with them. Since she acts so motherly, she always offers to help the brothers or the exchange students with homework, even going as far as to protect them from Lucifer. Due to her being the avatar of friendship she can only get mad for a minute then she goes back to being a sweetheart.

When she truly gets mad she becomes a formidable foe, that demons do not wish to mess with. She only truly gets mad whenever Lucifer and his brothers are threatened even though they're such high ranked demons. She tends to loose control of her emotions when truly angered.

Appearance: Sarafina is about up to Lucifer’s shoulder, which he sometimes teases her about it. She has dark green hair that fades down into a pinkish purple, but her nails are the same pinkish purple her hair is. Usually outside of RAD, she wears a plain white shirt with a hoodie over the top, with a red skirt that have short white leggings underneath and black leather heel boots. Her hair is always braided at the end.

Her demon form consists of large pinkish bird like wings with white outlines, along with a long feathery tail, which is stated by many to look like a bird of paradise with how it was, it also kinda makes her a little flustered cause her tail is sensitive when touched.

Her human world look is not that different from her attire back in devildom, but she is seen wearing a pretty crystal blue dress. Her hair is tied up into a ponytail instead of a braid, which Lucifer did himself, saying she should try new styles instead having the same old one. There is a necklace with a Diamond heart at the end around her neck, that says to thump against Sarafinas chest whenever she walks or moves.

Abilities:

Witch: Sarafinas familiar, Seashell, can turn into a fancy white hat Sunhat with bunny ears on top, this allows her access to several witch abilities, but she mainly uses it to take people to a field of beautiful flowers to lower their stress, this works well with Lucifer, Diavolo and Barbatos when they’re tired from being busy

Demon form: Like all demons Sarafina has a demon forms but her demon form is more like a bird of paradise, so many don’t see it as intimidating when she first transform, but they know the meaning of fear when she ends up attacking them cause Mother Mode kicked in

Mother Mode: Sarafina can access this side of her when one of her “children” or children, are in danger and/or are being picked on. This side tends to power her speed and strength, making her normally weak punches stronger then they were before

Freeze Screech: A banshee like scream is Sarafinas way of using her ability. She is able to freeze up to twelve people with this screech, choosing who she wants frozen and who she doesn’t. This was first shown, when Sarafina screeched upon finding out Belphie was locked away, and froze all the boys except for Elu, Nessie, Nadia, Belphie and Beelzebub.

@anxious-twisted-vampire @writing-heiress

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[arinele]

🌶️!

Hi! Thank you for asking :) This took way longer than I was expecting it to because I was going to type out something really controversial, but I don’t know if people are ready for it yet. So,

I HATE Thingol.

Reason 1: He straight up slaughters the Petty Dwarves. He’s one of the only people named in doing so, so we can assume he had a pretty big hand in that. They hunted them like animals. He even tells Finrod to go to Nargothrond knowing that there are Petty Dwarves that already live there.

ALSO, Finrod is a colonizer who waltzes into the Petty Dwarves’ home, charms them into doing work for him, and when they realize that he’s taking advantage of them he drives them out. Of their home. And no one talks about this? I love Finrod as much as the next person, but he’s nearly as bad as Thingol.

(Side note: I personally think that the Petty Dwarves were just a regular group of dwarves that left Middle Earth for Beleriand before anyone else did. Dwarves hadn’t yet learned not to trust the Elves. So the reason the Dwarves are Like That is because of what happened to the “Petty Dwarves.” The Elves could have made up stuff about the ones they slaughtered being of a lesser race to make them not seem as bad in their own history. I could literally talk so much about this but I don’t want to get into the blatant antisemitism associated with the Dwarves so I won’t.)

Reason 2: Thingol waltzes into a foreign land, slaughters it’s native inhabitants, and then declares himself the King. Congratulations! You just invented Tolkien TM Colonization! The only worthwhile thing I can think of him doing is fucking Melian (which probably wasn’t entirely consensual on his part let’s be honest), having Luthien as a daughter (which he fucks up), and inventing colonization. He’s not even a good King. When the Orcs start invading and killing people, Melian only protects Doriath. Thingol leaves everyone else to be massacred. How can you claim to be the King of All Beleriand when you can only protect Doriath? (And it’s not even him doing anything it’s MELIAN.)

Reason 3: I think the way he died was one of the funniest and most ironic deaths I’ve ever seen. It’s karma at it’s best. But it’s also most likely extremely biased in the elves’ favor. Take it from the dwarves’ perspective. You walk in to do a job for that guy you and all your people hate but at least he usually pays well. As you’re doing the job, you notice that there’s a tiny inscription on the necklace. It says, “Made by the Dwarves of Nogrod and Belegost for Finrod Felagund.” (Or something like that.) This did not belong to Elu Thingol. You go to your fellow smiths and tell them what you’ve found. One of them has remembered that those Noldor lords who have always been friends of the Dwarves are the rightful owners of the Silmarils, and had it stolen too! The Dwarves decide to complete the necklace for whatever reason. Maybe to give it to their Noldor friends. Maybe to rub it Thingol’s face. Maybe to keep it for themselves like the text says. (Though I personally think that as craftsmen they would give the Silmaril back to its rightful owners. But they would probably keep the Nauglamir.) Either way, they go to Elu Thingol with an army and no intention to give it back.

#elu thingol #melian #dwarves #petty dwarves #finrod #finrod felagund #Thingol #I hate Thingol

[ellissay-morningstar]

DWC November 2023, Day 7, Dream/Sting

Ellissay tossed and turned in her sleep. Dark images filled her mind, and voices she could not quite make out jumbled in her head.

She bolted upright in bed, her body covered in a light sheen of sweat and her heart pounding wildly in her chest. She pants, trying to catch her breath. Yet another dream.

She sighs heavily and swings her body out from beneath the heavy blankets, sitting her feet on the hardwood floor. She just sits on the edge of the bed for a moment, trying to calm herself when she hears voices.

Voices? As in more than one.

She slowly stands up and pads her way across the room, trying not to be heard. She moves toward the door, where she can listen to the voices more clearly.

"What are you doing here? You can't be here?" She could make out Shiloh's voice; he sounded upset and frustrated as he spoke to the mystery person.

A woman's voice spoke back. "Shy, did you really think I was not going to find out where you were. You have been missing for days. I thought you were dead. I practically put out a manhunt to find you." The woman's voice was emotional, and she could practically hear the tears in her tone.

For a moment, everything got quiet, and then the woman spoke again. "Come on out, Ellissay. You are clearly awake, and your emotions are so strong you are giving me a headache."

Ellissay hesitates momentarily, then huffs slightly and makes her way into the living area, where the two are standing before the fireplace.

She didn't ask, but as soon as she saw the woman, it was clear who she was. Same blonde hair, same blue eyes. His sister.

The woman turns from Shiloh toward her as soon as she enters the room and purses her lips together. "You have caused quite the fuss. I had to go through quite a bit to clean up the mess you two have made."

Ellissay blinks, her mouth falling open momentarily before she catches herself. "Excuse me?" She wasn't sure what else to say to this woman standing there, looking exasperated with her matter-of-fact tone.

Elu shakes her head, her tone berating. "You aren't excused, not even close. You almost got my brother killed, almost undone years of work and progress, and for what a few measly coins. I would have paid you double, hell, triple what SI:7 paid you. I thought you were a smart woman…"

Ellissay felt shocked, the woman's words hitting her like a ton of bricks after everything that had happened.

Shiloh steps in between the women. "Enough, Elu. She didn't know, and we could have prevented all of this if you had just gone to her and recruited her to start with instead of letting SI:7 get to her first." He looks at Ellissay with an apologetic look and sighs heavily.

His sister, Elu, shakes her head and huffs slightly but doesn't disagree with his words. "We can argue about this later. We have to move."

Elu turns toward Ellissay. "I've already spoken to your aunt, and she is keeping a watch out for me, but we need to move now. Get your stuff together…"

"No. I don't know who you are, and you could be lying about my aunt. For all I know, you have hurt her or taken her hostage, or god knows what." Ellissay looked from the woman to Shiloh. "This is insane. You can't expect me just to believe everything she is saying."

"Then, believe me." Even if Ellissay didn't remember the woman's voice, which she did, she would recognize the deep, rich blue hair that came into view. She runs up and hugs the woman she has not seen in many moon cycles. "Whisper!"

The woman hugs her tightly, whispering in her ear. "It will be alright, but you must go. I will explain everything when I have a chance. Trust me, little bug."

Ellissay pulls back and nods, tears coming to her eyes at the term of endearment the woman had called her. She quickly rushes to dress and gather her belongings.

When she returns, the room is empty, and the fire has been put out in the fireplace. The door stands open, and she can see others mounted, ready to leave. She moved out the door and closed it, locking it up and leaving the key in the mailbox where she knew the owner would find it.

She calls for her own mount. Once mounted, everyone starts taking to the sky. She isn't even sure where they are headed, but she follows behind Whisper, who seems to have stayed with the group. There are several others, one or two she recognizes, though she doesn't recall their names and a few she doesn't know. She realized they were spread out in a formation, clearly keeping those inside it safe.

From what, she wonders, or perhaps from whom? Clearly, she had pissed off the wrong people. What had she gotten herself into?

@daily-writing-challenge

#novemberdwc2023 #ellissay-morningstar #novemberday72023 #world of warcraft #writing #dream #sting #the story continues

[anfeycare]

hello! welcome to my blog!

i'm Anfey Care, a queer non-binary artist and writer! i go by gender neutral words ("they/them" — "elu/ê/-e" in portuguese)

i enjoy art and science. i love specially Undertale, Adventure Time, The Picture of Dorian Gray, Omori, The Owl House and Utena. i'm brazilian, too. by the way, if you're brazilian, you're welcome to follow me if you enjoy:

art, pixel art, animation;

books, comics, mangas;

cuteness, horror, comedy;

games, music;

indie, alternative things;

queer, LGBT+, gay stuff;

shows, cartoons, animes;

thought-provoking stuff;

nerdy things in general.

if you're not brazilian, but you enjoy these, you can follow me, too. that's why i'm speaking english — it's to let you understand me

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i'm an introverted, shy, and usually asocial person. somewhat antisocial too, sometimes can be completely silent and spend weeks alone when too overwhelmed from socialization. (INFP and pisces, but i don't take these seriously, although i can relate)

completely atheist. i don't mind religion, even if i might take it as stories and thoughts, but i just don't mind as long as it isn't fanatic christian stuff — i was raised around these people and it got me very tired of those things.

i'm in psychology college (i got a full scholarship), but i made a game development technical course along with high school (public education, got in through an entrance exam, was in first place on the classified candidates list), and am often studying things on my own, like languages. i draw, illustrate, research, write, can animate, design and code, and also make pixel art — sometimes i try making music, photographing and cosplaying. i'm on my way to be an indie game dev (plus a psychologist), but i'm mainly an artist and writer

as for how i identify as LGBT+, i'm queer as in all pan aspec atraction-wise. gender-wise, i identify as pangender, which in my case includes agender, genderqueer, and cassgender; this means i'm trans and non-binary. i usually put it all in short by just saying i'm queer and non-binary, but i don't shy away from saying i'm just gay (as in i'm definitely not straight)

i could be considered legally blind, as i can't see anything a few inches away from my face without glasses (8 degrees in each lens, but i've been needing a new prescription for some years... couldn't afford it yet). i suspect i might be neurodivergent (ADHD and autistic, mainly), and have lots of symptoms of depression, anxiety, some of ASPD and C-PTSD, but also can't afford to look into those. (yep, really ironic how i'm studying psychology before being able to go see a psychologist-)

i know spanish and french, besides portuguese and english. i don't have a lot of practice with those other two languages, but I can understand them well (speaking portuguese helps, heh). i still want to learn more languages — for now, i'm also studying japanese, LIBRAS and ASL from time to time

i aim for diversity, inclusivity and equity, specially for my games. that's a reason why i study a lot, and that's also why i want to make most of my creations available for free. and that's why i encourage you to give me support if you want, as it helps it all to be free of charge, and can give you a custom art or some cool extra content for a low tip (i can also think of opening a shop with prints and stickers to help it all, if you ever get the interest)

i'm a fan of:

Undertale;

The Owl House;

Good Omens;

Omori;

Revolutionary Girl Utena;

The Picture of Dorian Gray;

Deltarune;

Dracula;

Adventure Time;

She-ra and the Princesses of Power;

My Little Pony;

Sonic;

Don't Hug Me I'm Scared;

Welcome Home;

Puella Magi Madoka Magica;

and Dead Plate.

i also play RPG, like D&D, besides liking the RPG video games genre itself. as you see, i'm all over the place — i'm not completely organized and i allow myself to let some things be messy (like tags)

i like lots of things! and, though i enjoy horror, i don't make much art of this kind. plus, i create original stories, art, and characters of my own, like Safey — they're my mascot persona, and they're the fox creature on the pixel art by the start of this blog post. i have a bunch of projects i develop on my own, including ideas of comics and games! and sometimes i write poems, generally in portuguese, but i mix languages and write in english at times

i usually make cute things! whenever i happen to make something scary or with sensitive topics, i let it with the warnings i think it needs. rarely allude to NSFW — it can be there as subtext if i ever include anything like that at all, but i do enjoy artistic nude art, i do like philosophically/sociologically/literarily analytical thoughts and texts that could be about/related to sexual topics, and i also do like (well, you know) horror. i take a different approach on my own art that's around these, but you can avoid it if i ever make it due to the warnings, and i hope you will use the opportunity to avoid it if you're sensitive or don't want to see it. overall, specially for other people like me, i want my space to be a safe space

Undertale is my most favorite piece of media, so i'm drawn towards it most of the time. Sans is my favorite in it (sorry, heh). Flowey is also a favorite of mine

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[hollywoodxwhore]

wanted - part 14

Colson x Original Female Character x Pete

Unedited because I'm lazy. Hopefully there aren't two many mistakes. This is a little different from other chapters. Colson pegs Pete. If it's not your thing, there's not too much plot you'll miss if you skip it. Enjoy!

Warnings/Content: Smut (18+), pegging, masturbation, talk of periods

And just like that, it’s become a thing.

We don’t have crazy, mind-blowing threesomes every single night by any means, but over the past few weeks, Pete has earned himself an open invitation to mine and Colson’s sex life, and he cashes in that invitation often. Not that I’m complaining, and neither is Colson. 

It’s the most fun I’ve ever had. 

I’m not sure what it all means, but I’m too happy to worry about it right now. We’re all happy, really, so I’m not going to risk doing anything to fuck it up. 

Colson is over at my apartment tonight, and I’m trying to write while he works on a song. Pete is coming over soon for some food and to see how the night unfolds. I’m trying not to worry about it, but my stomach hurts and so does my head. Plus, I’m super fatigued. I get up from the couch to get some ibuprofen and freeze when I feel it. Fuck. 

I groan and stomp to the bathroom like a toddler throwing a tantrum. 

“What?” Colson calls from the couch.

“I got my period!” I yell back, pouting as I shut myself in the bathroom to clean up. After changing my clothes, I return to the living room and slump onto the couch, pouting. Colson chuckles and sets his guitar down, beckoning for me to come snuggle. Still pouting, I do, plopping my head onto his shoulder.

Colson snickers. “Baby, it’s not a big deal,” he says. 

“Yes it is,” I groan. “Pete’s coming over.”

“I know,” Colson says, grinning against my forehead. “We’ll eat and hang out. Not everything needs to be about sex.”

I sigh dramatically. “But sex is fun,” I say, and Colson laughs. Just then, Pete texts us that he’s here and Colson gets up to let him in. 

Pete immediately looks at me with concern. “Are you sick?” he asks.

“No,” I pout.

“She got her period and she’s pouting like a little brat,” Colson says, and my cheeks flush in a way that isn’t totally unwelcome. 

“Aw,” Pete says. “Do you have a heating pad, Alex?”

I nod. “It’s in the hall closet.” Pete sets down the bag of food and goes to the closet. I glare at Colson. “You could be helping me instead of calling me a brat,” I say.

Colson laughs and rolls his eyes at me. “You like being called a brat,” he says quietly, eyes darkening just a little. 

“That’s beside the point,” I respond, shifting as my lower stomach reacts to his words and expression. I can’t have sex, so there’s no point in getting worked up about it.

Pete returns with my heating pad and a huge, cozy blanket. Colson props me against some pillows and Pete covers me with the blanket as Colson switches on the heating pad. I snuggle in, smiling. “You guys are too good to me,” I sigh. 

Colson and Pete look at each other and grin. “Anything for our girl,” Colson says, and the words seem to surprise him. He blinks and busies himself with unwrapping our dinner. Pete doesn’t seem to have a care in the world as he goes to retrieve some drinks from the fridge. 

We settle in with our dinner and watch a movie as we eat, not talking. I’m easily distracted, though, and my mind begins to wander from the movie. I glance at Pete, watching his jaw work as he chews his food, then glance at Colson, who looks beautiful just sitting there drinking a beer. 

“I have a question,” I blurt.

Both boys turn to look at me. “What’s up?” Pete asks.

“So, you know how you guys kiss sometimes?” I ask, hoping they don’t notice me blushing. 

Of course, Colson does, and he grazes his thumb over my cheek with a grin as he responds, “Yes.”

I swallow. “Have you…have you ever done anything else?”

“With each other?” Colson asks, looking over at Pete.

“Yeah,” I say, looking between them. 

“We haven’t, like, fucked,” Pete says with a shrug. “But yeah. We’ve done stuff.”

“Don’t be so elusive,” I say, turning to Colson, who I know has no filter and no shame.

“We’ve definitely given each other head before,” Colson says, “per a girl’s request.” 

I blink. “So…are you…?”

“Bi?” Colson says, then shrugs. “I don’t know. I don’t really like dudes except this one.” He grins at Pete and Pete looks shy as he picks up his beer. 

I turn to face the TV thoughtfully. Interesting. Very interesting. “Another question,” I say.

“Oh, god,” Colson says with a laugh. “Let us have it.”

“I guess it’s more of a request,” I say. Colson and Pete meet eyes and then both look at me. “I want to watch you guys fuck.”

Pete chokes on his beer, thumping his own chest as he coughs. “What?” he rasps.

I glance at Colson, who seems to be considering the idea. “Any preference on who pegs who?” he asks.

“Colson,” Pete says, still recovering from his choking fit. “Are you serious?”

“It’s what Alex wants,” Colson says with a shrug, then looks at me. “Will it turn you on, baby?” I nod, taking my lip between my teeth. Colson sees the look in my eyes and smirks. “That’s what I thought.”

“I mean, don’t do it if you’re not comfortable with it,” I say. 

Pete studies my face. “You really would be into that?” he asks, and I nod. He nods, too, slowly. “We’ve, uh, we’ve talked about it before,” he confesses.

“Really?” I ask.

Colson nods. “Yeah. We just never thought a girl would be into watching us,” he says. 

“I mean, I can’t do anything tonight, so I might as well watch something,” I say.

Pete swallows hard, looking at Colson. “I-I’m down,” he says quietly. 

Colson smirks. “Me too.” 

“Can we have a drink or two first?” Pete asks.

“Of course,” I say. “Col, go get that whiskey.”

Colson salutes me and goes to the kitchen to grab the bottle of whiskey we bought recently. He and Pete take turns taking shots from the bottle, and after a few minutes, I can feel the tension in the room thickening. Pete and Colson can’t stop looking at each other. It’s almost like I’ve disappeared, but I don’t mind at all. 

The movie continues to play quietly in the background and our food is long forgotten. I barely breathe as I watch Colson get to his feet and stand in front of Pete, who still sits on the couch. Colson grabs Pete’s collar and pulls him up slowly. Colson hovers about 2 inches taller than Pete, and the brunette tips his head up slightly to look into Colson’s eyes. Colson’s hand works its way into Pete’s hair and then he pulls Pete in for a deep kiss. 

A soft sound leaves me of its own volition. They’re both so gorgeous, standing there holding each other. Slowly, the kiss gets more intense, and both boys have ripped each other’s shirts off. Colson’s hands dip into Pete’s sweats and find his ass, gripping it, which causes Pete to moan. 

I don’t take my eyes off them, but I bring one shaking hand to my opposite arm and pinch. Yep, this is real. Holy shit. 

Pete’s arms are around Colson’s neck, holding him close, and as Colson continues to knead Pete’s ass, they grind against each other, each making soft noises that shoot right between my legs. They aren’t even naked yet and I’m already practically feral. I fan myself, trying to calm down, but then one of Colson’s hands has shifted to the front of Pete’s pants, and Pete’s knees quiver when Colson squeezes Pete’s dick through his boxers. 

“Hey,” I say quietly, and when the boys break apart to look at me, I’m rendered momentarily speechless. Their cheeks are flushed, lips red and swollen, and Colson’s blue eyes are so dark that the blue iris has almost disappeared. I swallow, gaining my composure. “Can we go to the bedroom?”

“Course,” Colson says, his voice low and hoarse. I get up and lead the way, settling myself into the chair that faces the bed. 

Pete chuckles softly. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you, pretty girl?” he asks, hovering over me for a moment. All I can do is nod as he leans down to give me a slow, lingering kiss. My knees feel weak and I whimper softly. Pete smirks and goes to sit on the bed as Colson takes his place in front of me. 

Colson cups my chin, grazing his thumb over my bottom lip. “Is this what you wanted, baby?” he murmurs, and I nod. He grins and leans down to kiss me hard, tugging my bottom lip as he pulls away. “Want you to get yourself off while you watch us. Got it?”

All I can do is nod. Whether he’d given that order or not, I was already planning on it. 

Colson pushes Pete onto his back and climbs on top of him, kissing him fiercely as he presses his hips down. Pete moans and wraps a leg around Colson’s narrow hip as they kiss and touch and grind. Finally, Colson breaks the kiss in favor of kissing Pete’s neck. Pete’s head tips back and the sharp line of his jaw becomes prominent. God, he really is gorgeous. Colson’s lips move across Pete’s creamy pale skin and down onto his chest. 

“Fuck,” Pete grits out when Colson’s mouth wraps around one of his nipples. He brings a shaky hand into Colson’s hair, gripping it tightly as his back arches slightly. “Colson-”

Colson keeps moving down, taking his time. When he reaches Pete’s waistband, he pulls back to discard Pete’s sweats. Pete is so obviously hard in his boxer briefs and he watches Colson with a tight expression, almost trying to hide how turned on he is. Colson gets to his feet, keeping his eyes trained on the other man as he drops his own sweats to the floor. Then, he’s back on the bed, nudging Pete’s legs apart as his body covers Pete’s. Both boys simultaneously moan when Colson grinds his cock down against Pete’s, and it’s at that moment that I can’t take it anymore. I slip my hand into my sweats. 

Colson glances over at me and smirks. “Petey, look at our girl,” he murmurs. Pete looks over at me and his eyes glaze over as he realizes where my hand is. Then, Colson grips Pete’s jaw and turns his face back to the blonde. They kiss for a few more moments, and then Colson breaks away, getting off the bed. “Turn around,” he tells Pete, “hands and knees.” Pete swallows hard but obeys as Colson fishes in my bedside table for a bottle of lube. Once he finds it he runs his hands over Pete’s hips.

Pete lets his head hang down, lip between his teeth, but he goes rigid when Colson yanks his boxer briefs down below his ass. “It’s okay, Petey, I’ll be gentle,” Colson assures him, bending over to kiss Pete’s upper back. Pete sighs shakily and drops to his elbows. 

Colson smirks and winks at me before uncapping the lube. “You sure this is okay?” he asks Pete.

“Yes,” Pete mumbles. 

Colson frowns, then grabs Pete’s hair and hauls him up off his elbows. Pete cries out, panting when Colson wraps an arm around his waist from behind. Colson mouths at Pete’s neck. “Need to know you want this, too, Pete,” he mumbles.

“Y-yes, please, Kells, please,” Pete practically whines. 

Colson smirks and gently pushes Pete back down. Then, he pours some lube into his hand. He warms it up and steadies one hand on Pete’s hip as the other disappears between Pete’s cheeks. Pete tenses and then shudders when Colson inserts one long finger. I know how long Colson’s fingers are and I can only imagine that it’s grazing Pete’s prostate already. 

After a few minutes, Colson’s hand retracts slightly and he adds a second finger. “Oh fuck,” Pete says tightly, hands clenching on my comforter. 

“Good?” Colson asks and Pete nods quickly. Colson bites his lip and continues getting Pete ready for him. I let out a little moan when Colson’s other hand adjusts his own hard cock, and he glances at me, winking. “Can’t help it. He’s got me so fucking hard,” Colson murmurs to me. He eyes my body. “You wet, baby?”

“Yes,” I gasp softly, squirming. 

“Good,” Colson says. He holds eye contact with me as he inserts a third finger and Pete lets out a tortured but pleased sound. 

“Colson, please, m’ready,” Pete moans, pressing his ass backwards. 

Colson turns back to Pete and brings his palm down hard on the other man’s ass, causing Pete to cry out. “Don’t rush me,” he says in a calm voice. “Don’t want to hurt you.”

Pete goes quiet for a few more minutes and then he’s whining, grinding backwards onto Colson’s fingers. Colson chuckles and pulls his hand back. “He’s ready,” he mutters, getting to his feet. Pete removes his boxers and Colson does the same, lubing up his cock before climbing back onto the bed. As he presses the head of his cock to Pete, Pete pulls away, holding up a hand.

“H-hold on,” he pants, trying to calm down. “If you put that inside me right now, I’m gonna bust everywhere.” 

Colson smirks and wets his lips. “We’ve been wasting time not doing this, Petey,” he says, voice sultry. 

“Y-yeah, shit,” Pete says. “Okay. I’m good.” His breathing is more even and he gets back into position, resting on his elbows. Colson quickly disappears in the bathroom and returns with a towel. He lays it down beneath Pete and then gets back in position.

“Ready?” Colson asks, and Pete nods. Colson nods, too, then lines himself up and slowly presses forward. Pete moans and gasps and whimpers as Colson inches inside of him, slow, slow, until he’s into the hilt and Colson’s hips are pressed against Pete’s ass. 

“Jesus,” Pete whimpers, panting softly. 

“You good?” Colson asks gruffly. His hands tighten on Pete’s hips, giving away just how desperate he is to bury himself in Pete over and over. 

“Good,” Pete says. 

Colson draws his hips back with a moan. “Holy fuck,” he manages as he rolls his hips forward again. “Pete, so fucking good.”

Pete has gone speechless, unable to do anything but moan, unintelligible whimpers falling from his lips every now and again. Colson picks up his pace slightly and my hand matches his pace, speeding up as he does. I’m barely breathing as I watch it all unfold in front of me, a fantasy I never knew I had, a dream come true. Part of me wishes I could be a part of this and the other part of me is perfectly content if not overjoyed to be watching. 

“C-Colson, please,” Pete whines. Colson is fucking him faster now, pausing every now and against to grind his hips. Colson leans over Pete’s body and wraps an arm around his waist to find Pete’s cock, but then he pauses, smirking. He still his hips. “What?” Pete asks.

Then, Colson pulls Pete up and my eyes widen. “Holy shit,” I say, eyes widening.

“What?” Pete asks again, confused.

“Look down, babe,” Colson murmurs, and Pete does. His eyes widen when he sees it.

“Oh fuck,” Pete mutters, rubbing his hand over the bulge in his stomach. Colson retracts his hips and pushes in again, and Pete and I stare as Colson’s huge cock bulges against Pete’s belly.

“Colson, so hot, please,” Pete gasps. Colson pushes Pete back down and then wraps his hand around Pete’s cock. “Oh shit,” Pete gasps, hips jerking as Colson starts to move his hand up and down Pete’s cock. 

Pete’s close, it’s obvious he’s close. His hands tremble against the bedspread and his mouth is open, eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. I’m so intently focused on them that my orgasm completely sneaks up on me and I let out a surprised cry as it hits me. Pete glances over at me and curses, his hips immediately jerking as he comes hard all over the towel beneath him, his orgasm triggered by mine. 

Colson continues to move his hips slowly as he works Pete through, and then he lets go, sitting up a little. “Pete, I’m close,” Colson manages, trying to move slowly, his hips jerking a little. “Please, can I?”

“Please,” Pete gasps out. 

Colson’s eyes close and his brow furrows as he speeds up. His head falls back and his mouth opens as his hands tighten around Pete’s hips. “Ohhh fuck,” he moans shakily, “I’m gonna come-” I watch as Pete arches his back and pushes backwards, urging Colson, fighting to make the other man come. Finally, Colson gasps and hunches over, hips twitching as he lets go. I give myself a second orgasm, so unbelievably worked up over these two incredible men. 

Finally, Colson slumps over Pete, breathing hard, blonde hair hanging over his forehead as he catches his breath. “Okay,” Colson rasps, pulling his hips back slowly. Pete whines a little at being left empty, but Colson gently rolls him over so he’s comfortable. Colson removes the towel and then plops down beside Pete, rubbing his face. “Holy shit.”

“Yeah, holy shit is right,” Pete agrees. 

All at once, they seem to remember I’m there, and two heads jerk in my direction. When they see how utterly depleted I am, twin smirks cover their faces. “Was that what you wanted?” Colson asks.

“Ten times better,” I admit. “I hope you liked it because you’re doing it again at some point.”

Colson and Pete laugh tiredly, giving each other a weak fist-bump. “I need a shower,” Colson says.

“You?” Pete says, baffled. “I need a shower.”

Colson chuckles. “That’s fair. Wanna shower together?”

Pete’s eyes go a little soft and he nods. They get off the bed and turn towards me. “Do you want to come?” Pete asks.

I shake my head. “No, it’s okay,” I say, reveling in the relief of my cramps being gone thanks to two orgasms. The boys head into the bathroom and start up the shower. I clean myself up and then climb into bed, snuggling under the covers. Now that it’s all over, my brain is working way too quickly.

Is it possible Colson and Pete have feelings for each other? Why doesn’t that make me feel jealous? Does Pete have feelings for me? How does Colson feel about it? What are we doing? This has to end at some point, right? The thought of this ending makes me feel a little sick. I love being with just Colson, but having Pete there is a whole new kind of amazing. 

Shit. The magic is gone and now I’m overthinking. I have no idea what to do.

#machine gun kelly #machine gun kelly fanfic #machine gun kelly smut #mgk #mgk fanfic #mgk smut #colson baker #colson baker fanfic #colson baker smut #pete davidson #pete davidson fanfic #pete davidson smut #pete x colson #pete davidson x colson baker #pete davidson x mgk #pete davidson x machine gun kelly

[kaoarika]

The thing of getting into a new thing (and loving it entirely with my bones) and it's a VERY popular thing is me wanting to post stuff (including spoilers), and kinda wanting to explore its tag... but I'm also a very tired woman in her early 30s that has her grieves about fandom activity as a whole (because i've been in fandom online spaces since a teenager, so) and ppl cannot be nice and I really don't want to interact with too much (esp. shipping?) discourse, despite wanting to see interesting points about all the spoilers and the like.

GOSH.

...I just want to look at (and reblog) nice art of the monster-lover blond man (and his party), that's all.

Note:

I wish I can say the similar thing about und*elu , but I went full into this series in preparation before the anime hit, and luckily? it wasn't AS popular as this one (before the anime*). And even so, I limit my "interaction" with the fandom by posts of another fan.

*(I dunno if I feel blessed that the anime got really screwed up by it being a d*sney/hul*u/sta*r+ worldwide exclusive :/c)

#kao's nonsenses

[surrealsunday]

Not me peeking in on Tumblr after the longest of times just to see if you don’t happen to be obsessed with RWRB… And to see if there might not be any plans for future Firstprince fics from you since Elu are long gone… (And because Firstprince’s dynamic just screams you to me??? I know you’d write the most exquisite piece of fanfic for them.) Only to find out you are, in fact, not obsessed. These are difficult times for me. I’m mourning Jaime 😭😂

Omfg I am laughing 😂😂😂 but also hiiiii friend and I'm sorry!!! I totally understand why they seem like a me kinda dynamic. Tbh, they get fucked over by so much of the book being centered on American politics. And when the book came out it was full on Trump era. As a Canadian, I cannot tell you how little I want to read about American politics in my pleasure reading when I'm already inundated with that BS in my daily life and when it infects Canada like a venereal disease. It sounds dramatic and I'm sure so many people would read this and be like 'omg there wasn't that much politics' but for me... there really was. I know a lot of people found it a cathartic read for that very reason but that was not at all my reaction. So I remember enjoying the book and thinking they were cute af but it wasn't good enough for me to overlook that aspect of things, if that makes sense. For me to set aside stuff I don't like, the main couple has to have me by the throat and these two just never did. I appreciated, however, that the political stuff was easier to skip through in the movie. I could have seen being more into them if it had been a mini series and really focused on the slow burn and development of their relationship (keeping the politics farrrrr in the background) and taken it's time with the story. As it is, however, my brain will just have to sustain itself on my current hyperfixations until I find a new one worthy of some obsessing lol.

Really tho I'm very flattered when someone says they wish I would write a particular couple. That is honestly one of the nicest feelings - it hits me as totally surreal tbh. So I am sending you hugs and saying thank you even though I'm disappointing you 😌😂❤️❤️❤️

#the way I'm gonna have people wanting to fight me in my inbox lolol #I'm sorry friends I swear I don't hate rwrb #it's just that my apathy seems so extreme in comparison to everyone's worship lmao

[melancholic-entrails]

21, 34, 43 for the ask game

waaa finnnooo n cooooo i miss youuu ( deleted discord cuz meck but i do miss interacting with mairi and elu and you n stuff )

but yeah!! 21- item i've kept since childhood?

so my family tries to be more sustainable so we had these like cloth towels, they're really soft, called Lovies for some reason, and they would wipe my butt with them and then wash and reuse instead of always using diapers- we still have them and they always smell so nice and like home and they're warm. it feels like.. familiarity.

i do have some other things like stuffies but that one im 100% certain we've had them, since before i was born.

34- song i know every word to heart?

a lot of them but i'd say the one that , without fail, i could sing, if i were on a stage and people were staring at me, would be what you know by two door cinema club or take me out by franz ferdinand. probs a bunch of others, but .. yeah! those are like ingrained into me.

43- whats my take on spicy food?

i have like 0 spice tolerance, i like flavor not really spice especially not by like .. indian food standards. but i love indian food and stuff like that!

#askss #finno n coooo #<3

[yihccdior]

Hello, I came to explain what I do and write to send on Tumblr and other social platforms. First, something you asked me that made me uncomfortable, I will not respond to the request. Please don't complain, be impatient, don't know how to wait your turn, and keep making the same request all the time just so I can see, it bothers me! learn to wait your turn, so I'll have time to write what you want. secondly, I'm he/your she/she and they/them/it (elu/delu) and I'm gender fluid (I prefer masculine and neuter pronouns but i don't mind when someone refers to me with feminine pronouns), i'll be happy if you know how to respect me and respect my pronouns. <3. <3 (just call me: Pomi, Pomiko, Levi, Eire, Mako or else Toru) - Anyone can read my stories and that goes for people who have a different color (like light skin [I say this because i'm also light skin] and dark skin) because I only see that most of the #x female reader, #x male reader and #x gn reader it's as if the reader were white, stop labeling the reader, after all, everyone has their color and it's for everyone to feel beautiful and included and not ugly and excluded, let's not make a difference here, okay? Here I include everyone, this means that: your color, weight, height, age, eyes, body, face, nationality and etc don't matter to me, you can read and feel free when I don't mention any color in the hashtags, you can read at will, angel!

(Sorry if there's something here that is spelled wrong, I'm Brazilian and I don't know English grammar, so forgive me if something doesn't make sense, but I'll try to improve on the grammar, I'm just trying to get used.)

NOTE: if you want to place an order, but you don't know which one to place and you want him to enter and be in the terms. Below, just below, are the requests I feel comfortable making:

smut (x seme/top reader, uke/bottom reader and seke/switch/flex reader) (just don't ask me to do stories with underage lewd stuff, I don't think there's even a need to explain this)

x child reader

angst

fluffy/fluff

x male reader

x trans (general) reader

x gn reader

x female reader

x daddy reader, x mommy reader, x siblings reader, x brother reader, x sister reader (I love fatherhood, motherhood and fraternity stuff)

x reader (character) twin/brother/siblings/sister

etl (enemies to lovers)

ftl (friends to lovers)

stl (strangers to lovers)

bftl (best friends to lovers)

soulmate

party

headcanon

comedy

body change

magic

royalty

scientific

romance

scientific novel

anything that fits into all these themes, I feel comfortable and do, but please beg and from the heart, please don't ask me for:

incest

pedophilia

abo/hybrid

scat

NSFW

fetish (don't ask me to do, mainly, abo/hybrid because I find it very offensive because it contains mpreg and everybody knows cis men can't get pregnant because they don't have a uterus and ovary)

Your order doesn't fit the terms even if you want it? I will delete it immediately, both anonymous and non-anonymous requests are welcome, requests and suggestions open! feel free to ask, honey, just no nervousness and anxiety!

Themes i'm open to doing: anime/manga

I won't quote anything that can leave people excluded, my intention is not to do that.

(p.s.: this will be constantly changing for new updates)

#notes #story requests

[elusivetranscendent]

"he killed people"

but have you seen his itty-bitty waist, his grabbable ample chest, the alluring curve of his mandibles, his lovely eyeridges fanning over beautiful eyes, his windswept rough scales, his strong slender fingers wrapped around a weapon?

#halo #halo meme #shitpost #elu says stuff #sangheili #halo arbiter #thel vadam #thel #saw this copypasta and just had to edit it for this Man

[a-gay-gathering]

hello :)

since i’m finally taking the time to revive this blog after several years, and since it’s been a while, i feel it’s time to reintroduce myself. this post will also serve as a byf/dni i’m scarlet. i’m 19, and i am a big big queer, one of them transgenders if u will i live on stolen indigenous land, although i’m not comfortable saying where exactly. i more specifically identify primarily with the labels queer, nonbinary, transfem, ace-spec, anarcha-queer, but i’m questioning my sexuality rn. i also like use xenogenders as well. my pronouns are she/they, as well as fae/faer and ro/rose (if anything changes it should be more up to date on :https://en.pronouns.page/@fruittunes). i'm also neurodivergent and self-dx as autistic. on top of that i also have an anxiety disorder. i also believe in wicca although i don’t get to openly practice it so i only ever get to discuss that online even though a bunch r already in my bio i’ll also write some of my interests here as well: queer stuff, wicca, magick, different religions, leftism, intersectional activism, aesthetics, harry potter (fuck jkr and everything she and her transphobic, antisemitic ass stands for, i’m never spending a dime on a single canon work), history and historical architecture, commentary/video essay youtube, demographics, languages, food, liminal spaces, the backrooms, and dreamcore/weirdcore if any of these are my special interests then languages are definitely right up at the top, as well as leftist activism, queer stuff, aesthetics, hp, demographics, and historical architecture as for my music taste, my favourite genre atm is goth and post-punk in general, but i also enjoy some hyperpop, witch house, experimental, and a LOTTT of other stuff, maybe i’ll show off my main spotify playlist one time :) the current languages that i know really well are english, french, and spanish. i’m actively learning catalan, polish, and a little portuguese right now, and have learned decent amounts of italian and german in the past. the ones i plan on studying a lot more in the future are swedish, dutch, greek, russian, and romanian, and more even further on as for my pronouns in different languages, i usually prefer feminine pronouns as well as neutral forms in languages where it’s not too complicated (such as elle/le in spanish, elli/li in catalan, elu/ê in portuguese, and hen/hens in swedish) :) byf: - i am very prone to long periods of inactivity, so don’t be surprised if that happens - i tend to get bad rejection sensitivity dysphoria - i am usually fine without tone indicators, and i may not use them 100% of the time but i try to when i know the meaning is rather ambiguous, also don’t hesitate to ask if u aren’t sure - i am a leftist, so if u aren’t okay w that, u r free (read: encouraged) to leave :3 (i generally align closely with anarcho-communist and anarcha-queer ideals, although i don’t strictly adhere to any one set of ideas, just whatever i believe, and ancom just happens to be closest) dni: ‘gender critical’, anti-sex work, believe in reverse racism/cisheterophobia/etc., antisemitic, islamophobic, anti-researched self dx, transmeds/truscum, a/bi/panphobes, anti m-spec gay/lesbian, anti lesboy/turigirl, proship/anti-anti, map/map-supportive, anti-neopronouns, anti-xenogenders, anti-pronoun non conformity, anti-seemingly contradictory labels, fatphobe, genuinely body shame in any way, politically centrist/right-wing

[torrette-superieur]

INTIMATE AND PRIVATE RELATIONSHIP WITH HEIDEGGER'S MOM IF YOU HAVE NO HOMES WIFE OR GIRLFRIENDS INTIMATE KNOWLEDGES AT LUNCH YOU CAN ALSO EXTINGUISH GOD THE SOUL THE NATURE THEY ARE ITALIAN STUFF WE HAVE THE FULL BALES OF THEM WE ARE NO LONGER OWNERS IN OUR HOUSE. NOT TO BE SCIENCE TRANSCEDENTAL OMNISPEAKING GOD OF GODS OF SPACE OF MIRACLES AND NATURE WITHIN THE INDEFECTABLE CONCEPT OF INTUITION PURE SOLAR CLARIFICATION UNSAID IT AS SPACIAL ENEMY EATER DEALER SUPERIMPOSED ON THE SOLAR TRANSCEDENTALITY OF ONLY DEMONSTRABLE UNSAID INTELLIGENCE EATEN DETACHED AND STOLEN SPACIALLY SOLD WHICH YOU DON'T TELL IT THEY SAY THEY CAN'T PRODUCE IT HIERARCHICAL SUBVERTIANCE THE FORATTINI STAR BLIND KING THE WAR OF THE CAROUSEL OF DREAMS RELATIONSHIP OBSTRUCTION DEOSTRUCTION JEALOUS DREAMS BETWEEN THEM EVANGELICAL HIERARCHY OF DREAMS ALREADY DONE MILLIONS OF MIRACLES MILLIONS OF STARS IN THE HISTORY OF THE MANDATE AND RETURN FROM THE COMA QUADRUPLE REASON FIRST SECOND TIME THIRD TIME TEM LITTLE FOURTH TIME WHICH POLDO WHICH THE AUTISTIC EATER STELLA FORATTINIANA OVERLAP ON THE INDEFECTIBLE CONCEPT OF PURE INTUITION UNSAID SOLAR CLARIFICATION ASSHOLETS AND COMMUNIST AUTOMATICALLY IN POWER FALSE CAUSE FALSE OPERATIONAL DYNAMICS AUTISTICLY WITHOUT YOUR KNOWLEDGE MADE SHADOW EATEN STOLEN AND SOLD USED AS TRIPLE OBSTRUCTION FOR TRIPLE OBSTRUCTION A FALSE OMNISCIENT NOTHING WISE TECHNIQUE OF THE ENEMY FROM SPACE CONCEPT OF BLESSED AS NOBODY FROM NOBODY KNOWN BY NOBODY COMPOSED OF NO ONE ENCOUNTERED NO SELF KNOWLEDGE THIEF ASSASSIN CREDITOR DEALER FALSE OMNISCIENT NOTHING WISE FALSE CAUSE FALSE DYNAMIC DEMON OF THE PREZZO BEING EXPENSIVE CELESTIAL RETAILER ART ARRIVED AFTER THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN ONE'S OWN INTELLIGENCE AND ONE'S OWN INTELLIGENCE THREELY STOLEN THREELY STOLEN TRIPLELY OBSTRUCTED USED FOR TRIPLE OBSTRUCTION THE WAR OF THE TWO DEMONS EVERYTHING AND NOBODY THE REVERSED CROSS RELEGATION TO COMMUNISM AUTO ELU SION OF COMMUNISTICALLY DEPOSED GOD NOT KNOWING TO HIMSELF THAT THE NIGHT SUN IS FALSE CAUSE THE OUTPUT TO DAY FALSE MIRACLE FALSE TRANSCEDENTAL IDEALISM FALSE EXTERNAL NATURE THE STORY OF THE ENEMY OF THE FOUR MOONS UNIVERSAL AUTISM SUPERIMPOSED ON THE SOLAR TRANSCEDENTALITY OF ONLY DEMONSTRABLE INTELLIGENCE UNSAID WHEN THE SOLAR POWER SUPERIOR TO THE SUN EATER DEALER AND TO THE CONSEQUENT ENTITY AUTISTICALLY COMPOSED BY THE HANDS OF THOSE WHO IGNORE THAT THEY ARE DEATH POST MORTEM DREAM SOUL ONLY DEMONSTRABLE NOT SAID NOTHING FALSE DOOR FALSE EXTERNAL NATURE NOTHING BRAIN FITTING SUCH THAT THEY ASSUME POWER INCUBATOR BECOMING ROTTEN DREAM SLEEP CONSEQUENTIAL COMMUNISM DEATH DREAM OF INNOCENT USED ON TROJAN HORSE AT THE INVENTION OF ABSOLUTE MIRACLES RETAILERS SUCKERS DUPLICATORS REOBJECTIVATORS SELF-ELUSION OF COMMUNISTICALLY DEPOSED GOD NOT KNOWING FOR HIMSELF THAT HE IS SPLIT CREATURES TORN TORN DUPLICATE REOBJECTIVE TEMPORISTIC AND WRONG WHICH OVERLAY OVER AUTISTIC AUTISTICLY COMPOSED BY THE HANDS OF THOSE WHO IGNORE THAT THEY ARE WHICH POLDO OVERLAY OVER THE AUTISTIC SOUL WORKING ASS TO REDETERMINE DEAD DRUNKS MEMENT THE MIND THAT ENTERS DEOBSTRUCTES AND KNOWS MIRACLES CELESTIAL BEINGS DEMONS PLACED ON ASSHOLE AUTOMATICALLY IN THE FALSE POWER CAUSE FALSE DYNAMICS ETC ETC

[kissjane]

hi hope you are well. i just wanted to say thank you for writing. i had a rough year in 2022 and if it wasn't for your writing, i don't think i'd be here. i love the way you write elu and you are an amazing writer.

Hi darling!

Thank you for your lovely message.

I'm so sorry 2022 was rough. I'm really grateful I could bring a bit of sparkle in dark times. Please treat yourself with care and compassion, and don't be afraid to find help if you need it. If that's in a fic, great - but know there's other resources out there, too, if things get hard.

I'm gonna be posting another Elu fic over summer, at the very least (she says - knowing she hasn't started writing it yet 😬), and I have a WIP folder that's overflowing with stuff I should really finish at some point... If only I didn't need a job to put food on the table!

Wishing you a happy and healthy 2023, and looking forward to hearing your opinion on my next fic,

Jane 💙

#asked! #my anons are better than your anons

[c-130jsuperhercules]

10 and 30 for any oc and 21 for jericho :3c

10: Do any of your OCs contain any symbolism in themselves/their story?

help I can't stop naming characters after biblical people. Jericho is named Jericho bc he was penetrated and ravaged by god. Mary is the first to see the savior, after rising from the dead. Elisha watched his predecessor go up in flames. Lots of stuff there.

30: Which OC has been the hardest to develop/design so far?

Elu, Gryhlla's wife, actually. I dealt with her once and then I haven't really thought about her again, and when I do, I come up empty with what I want to do with her. I can't really pin her down.

21: What is one of your character's biggest fears?

For Jericho, I'd say his biggest fear is abandonment. He's always felt sort of at the fringes of society, so when some sort of people take him in he fastens to it like a hook clings to fish. He is not self sufficient, and he knows it, if he was abandoned in the woods again he would shovel dirt in his mouth in a panic and immediately die. So he tries not to get abandoned.

#ask #thank you! #i don't think I've talked about Elisha before but i love him