#might expand on this more later

[tenpintsofsundrop]

Okay this is something I just randomly thought of:

Because Spencer is such a fan of Halloween, but he's more into the spooky/mystical/fun/childish side of Halloween, imagine being one of his co-workers (that he's had a long time crush on) and when someone at the BAU is throwing a Halloween party, you show up in a certain costume.

One of those slutty costumes that is very close to be lingerie (because being slutty on Halloween is fun).

And when Spencer sees you - his jaw drops. This is the first time he's ever seen you wearing something so revealing (because usually you wear the typical conservative office wear). And it has every possible fantasy churning in his head.

Spencer loves Halloween.

#i might expand on this more later #SHOULD I WRITE THIS AS A HALLOWEEN FIC THIS YEAR #sundrop speaks #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you

[creaturefeaster]

Design that passed my mind i wanted to doodle down real quick :3.

#still out so all i have is a sketchpad right now #might expand on her a lil more later idk #but i just wanted to get it outtt

[heartbeatbookclub]

Sayori tends to catch feelings for people very easily, but very rarely acts on them. She doesn't think she's good enough for anyone, and believes she'd only burden them in any potential relationship. She doesn't want to hurt anyone, or ruin a good friendship. I don't think she would really think about her sexuality very often or strictly define it, because she "has a lot of love for everybody!", so she'd probably just ambiguously identify as queer and let her actions speak for themselves.

Yuri initially tries to avoid the conversation entirely. It's not that she's ashamed per se, more like she's had bad experiences with people in the past, and finds the entire concept of romance to be very embarrassing to talk about openly. She's accepted her sexuality as just another thing that makes her "weird", and mostly keeps it to herself because she doesn't really want any of her relationship with the others to change. She doesn't want any of them to "get the wrong idea and think she's creepy" or anything.

Natsuki keeps it on the down low, but makes it clear that she doesn't really like boys. Maybe she likes specific ones. Fictional ones, mostly. I don't have a strong opinion one way or the other as to whether or not she's strictly lesbian or something else, but if she is attracted to men, she's the type to do the whole "Aren't you attracted to men too?" "*gag* ...yeah." bit. I think she's unlikely to personally pursue someone romantically, in large part because she's afraid that she'll hurt them.

Basically, they're all some kind of gay, they just don't really talk about it, for variable reasons.

That is, until Monika walks in one day and starts a conversation on the topic, the end of which being the reveal that "I'm...starting to think I'm not quite straight! Ahaha..."

#my headcanons #lgbtq #a further elaboration on my Monika headcanon from earlier since a certain someone wanted it! needless to say i'm not quite finished #i might write something more substantive to expand on this idea later but i'll probably stay in this short format for now #i guess i could also do something for mc??? will have to think on this further #doki doki literature club #ddlc #ddlc monika #ddlc sayori #ddlc natsuki #ddlc yuri

[hallowsden]

Devotion

Zevlor x G/N!Tav snippet

Author Notes: All I'm gonna say is this was originally supposed to be only about 500 words only for me to finally get to the part of Act 2 where I managed to save Zevlor and OH BOY- it evolved into 1.2k words. Just- I adore Zevlor. This came out having more angst than I initially thought, though, so... Anyways, hope you all enjoy it! [Not beta read]

He pretends not to see the relief in your eyes when you first go up to him after fighting the Mind Flayers and Intellect Devourers. After all, why would you give him such a look with what he's done? No, that's just all in his imagination. He knows you're aware of his sins. Then again, you always did have a habit of knowing things before anyone else does...

Even without the tadpole that now inhabits his head like you and the other saviors, Zevlor could see through your brave mask. In those mismatched eyes he had grown fond of long before your lot had done the impossible all those months ago, he sees a mirror image of himself.

The festering fear that haunts you and everyone else like the shadows that barely stood by in this damnable land. The neverending guilt that attempts to drown you to the depths of your mind as the blood refuses to wash away from your hands, your head chanting apologies as you think about the what ifs of you have done better.

Zevlor knows that look you wore well. He's seen it in himself every time he caught a glimpse of his reflection, as of an occurrence that was... Not to mention, it reminded him of the others... The younger Hellriders especially tend to wear it more publicly, not yet developing the skills to effectively hide their inner demons yet... So many gone, just like that-...

The exhaustion you practically wore like a second skin, with bags that cling to you with a vengeance, one that came along with you before he had even met you. The exhaustion that weighed your trembling shoulders and buckling knees had it not been the adrenaline that roared through your ears-. Hell, he swears he could see some new scars marking your delicate face, even.

Has it been that long ago since he last saw you? You haven't appeared to have changed much, and yet...

And yet, as he goes on to blink, he senses it immediately as he explains himself to you. What once was the hollow void in your chest when he first met you, the one that mirrored his own so brokenly is now replaced with a bright, burning radiance of celestial strength and blessing, one that pulses to the beat of your heart.

A not so mirror image. But it was still you, nonetheless...

No longer were you a fellow oathbreaker who was ever so lost in the world and of yourself. You had what he once had, an Oath of Devotions that glowed in you but more, filling up your broken cracks like the way the false God had shown him if he just gave them his broken faith and devotion and followed what they said...

It was nothing but a lie, as his people got hunted down and slaughtered. The people he swore to protect... He betrayed them all and failed them once more.

But you're here, giving him a look of understanding... And admittedly, it confused him...

Why do you care for him, he's so tempted to ask. The moment you met him, you practically acted as if you were drawn to him like a Moth to a flame... He doesn't understand it. Why care for an old, decrepit man like him? And why did your eyes shine with familiarity when you two first met?

You saved him. And no doubt you saved the others. He just knows you did. From all that he knows about you, from word of mouth and the times you decided to hang around in his little area back in the Druid's Grove, you'd never let anyone suffer under your watch.

You were always so compassionate. He at first thought it was due to being a fellow Tiefling. Goodness, how the world already hated their kinds existence. It wasn't uncommon for Tieflings to stand up for one another. After all, who would if not themselves in the world they lived in? But no... He's seen how you work. Your heart was far bigger than the body that holds it. It was something he appreciated about you.

You were the person he once was. You were a person he wished to be once more. Brave and strong despite it all. Kind and passionate and protective even to the low lives like him.

He adored you more than he could ever realize up until now.

Maybe that's why he didn't hesitate when he hastily said "I want to help- if you let me" even when his throat burned with dryness and guilt as he spoke. Even when anxiety shot high in his blood, his tail pinned itself between his legs, feeling just how drained his body was.

He knows you have already done so much for him, for his people. But... Maybe he'll find salvation and forgiveness if he goes with you. Find redemption. At the very least, he could repay you with his services, even if it's being a meat shield as he goes to try and help out the others. He'd deserved that if anything...

Death was too good for someone like him. He deserved to be tortured for all his failures... Yet, when his eyes met yours...

... Maybe you were the angel he had prayed to the Gods for from before... Who knows? Not him. Not when he was surprised you even listened to any of his words. Not when you gave him such a gentle look, eyes full of empathy that he didn't deserve, as you asked him to join your party, another blade in the fight to come.

You... Want him by your side?*

And even when he had his doubts, not wanting to be a backstabber twice over, your glowing eyes met his as you said, "I trust you." You had said it with such earnestness, how could he deny you like that?

He could never turn you down, not with those eyes of yours... And distantly, he remembers how the other refugees would tease him upon meeting you back before everything went to shit... Admittedly, they were right. Just as you were drawn to him, he was drawn to you... Maybe that's why he cared for you more than others...

"... On the condition that if I ever freeze like that again, do not hesitate to strike me down. Better me gone than being a traitor once more." That was his only condition. And he sees you nodding, ignoring the slight hesitation you had at first.

He couldn't bear the idea of hurting you.

"Let's get you checked up and rested first, yeah? You've already been through a lot. And I need to go check for others trapped... Just follow me closely, alright?"

You care so much... He didn't deserve it.

Oh, how he didn't deserve you, but obediently, he followed you with his hand clasped in yours. For you, he'll give you his devotion and faith. His everything, even. After all, you never broke his trust. You never broke his faith. If anything, you gave him what he had lost for so long. Hope.

You have given hope to him just as you gave hope to others. Maybe that's what caused you to stand out from even your group.

You deserve the world with all the good you've done. Of how you saved his people. Of how you saved him. For that, he is grateful, and he'll make sure, as long as he sides with you, he'll help with any endeavors and goals you put your mind to, knowing it would always align with that good nature you carry in your heart. To the end, he will follow.

'So he swears, so mote it be.'

#baldur’s gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 zevlor #bg3 tav #Zevlor #zevlor x tav #tav x zevlor #zevlor x reader #my writing #Angst #idk how to tag this atm #will revise tags later #Let me hug Zevlor please and thank you #Larian please let me hug him #Tav is implied to be a Tiefling #Cause I'm basing them off my character #Tav is also semi-implied to be the Dark Urge #Hence why Oathless Paladin when they first met- #Just- might end up making this into an actual fic so I can expand on Tav's character even more- #This is not beta read

[kiwisandpearls]

is it just me or does anyone feel that Gus was just straight up the token black guy of hexside squad?

he barely gets any development, and any development he does get is overshadowed by the non-black characters (lumity cheek kiss, Hunter, Willow, Amity), out of everyone in the hexside squad he seems to be used the most for comedy, and if you wrote him out of the series completely, you’d lose nothing and probably just have a few plot holes on your hands, which could be easily written around.

#I’m sure they could’ve expanded more upon his character if they had more seasons #but it just doesn’t feel great how the only main black character could easily #be relegated to the background if need be :/ #Toh critical #Toh criticism #Toh salt #gus porter #might delete later #talk away ⌞🍵🍋 ⌝ #something’s wrong ⌞🍄🍃⌝ #I hate talking badly about Toh #I really liked the show #but the more and more time that passes from the show’s ending #the more and more the honeymoon phase just goes away #and the more problems I start seeing in the show

[meadowmusing]

random camp halfblood cabin smells/scents headcanons

Cabin One: Zeus' Cabin

Crisp fresh air like you'd smell at the top of a mountain.

Sometimes you can get a whiff of ozone.

Cabin Two: Hera's Cabin

Subtle notes of flowers, alcohol and perfume, all of which smell exceedingly expensive.

Freshly pressed linen.

Cabin Three: Poseidon's Cabin

Sea salt

A hint of seafood, but the kind of waft you get from an expensive/fancy seafood restaurant

Cabin Four: Demeter's Cabin

Flowers and freshly cut grass

Fresh home cooked meals

Cabin Five: Ares' Cabin

Heavy smell of iron (Smells pretty similiar to Hephaestus' cabin, but with a lot less smoke and burning)

Cabin Six: Athena's Cabin

Smells like old books and ink

Cabin Seven: Apollo's Cabin

Warm summers day with a hint of chamomile

Cabin Eight: Artemis' Cabin

Earthy and fresh, like an untouched patch wilderness

Hint of a soft scent like lavender

Cabin Nine: Hephaestus' Cabin

iron and bitter smells (from the bronze)

oil and smoke, sometimes smells like bbq

Cabin Ten: Aphrodite's Cabin

Chocolate and expensive perfume

Sometimes smells like everyone personal favourite scents which differs from person to person, but unequivocally smells pleasant.

Cabin Eleven: Hermes' Cabin

Has a mix of smells, owing to the variety of loot his kids keep and the fact there's many unclaimed kids with their own backgrounds and possessions

Cabin Twelve: Dionysus' Cabin

Sweet and tangy, like fresh punch at a party

The older the cabin kids are, the more it develops into a mature wine smell. Cabin Thirteen: Hades' Cabin

Smells surprisingly sweet, a little like a pastry cafe, with a hint of alcohol like wine (reference to offerings the greeks would leave at graves)

Sometimes freshly dug dirt

#might expand on this later #minor gods can be harder cause they tend to have slightly more abstract conceptual domains #just for fun #I know some of them probably already have canon smells but whatever #just musing #pjo #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson series #pjo series #heroes of olympus #pjo book series #greek gods pjo #greek mythology pjo

[draw-you-coward]

power level: how it started vs how it's going

#i just thought he was feeling a lil lame. a lil domestic gbsdjkfhskfhj #might expand on this later ... 👀 i just want to have cool drawings of my commander too gbsdjkfhskf #hes mansplaining in the first pic #roza #art stuff #sketch #sorry im trying to stylize hands it's. failing and succeeding gbDKJFHskf #also i never said thsi but he grew himself an inch taller and his glow is more like... ghostly coloured now #still purple but more legit lavender than the ngl lilac it was before gbskdfhs #gw2 #sylvari #his first gear was the wraith mask :) so. tried to incorporate its versions a bit here bc i liked it a lot #hes in like... semi shroud here 🤔 still havent thot abt what it would look like #but some of my brain is coming back so maybe i will explore it :)

[legendoflozer]

man,,, thinking about Sky again!! Mans can hold so much religious guilt and doubts (Me Projecting onto my Fav Link Again)

#I might expand so much more on this later but the fact that Hylia literally made Link to defeat Demise #something that she couldn’t even do #THE ENTIRE ‘I USED YOU’ SCENE??? #I KNOW Sky has such conflicted feelings on Hylia!!! God…….. #lozer time #skyward sword #lu sky

[wsdanon]

the most difficult part about writing dialogue for me is trying to find the middle ground between realistic to how the character speaks and also something that flows well when written down

#I might expand on this later when I have more time #wsd/r.ambles

[rhakskuritaral]

Madam Director Ysanne Isard (spoiler alert, I LOVE HER).

(Background from a stock website, but might be from elsewhere.)

#star wars #digital illustration #comic artist #art #conceptdrawing #star wars fanart #rhakskuritaral #imperial #galactic empire #ysanne isard #star wars art #nobody expects the imperial inquisition #might edit this more later but for now I'm happy with it #star wars legends #star wars expanded universe

[chronicpaingirlie]

don’t have the energy to fully articulate it right now / to expand on the thought as much as I’d like to but it is so incredibly frustrating to me that systems put in place to (supposedly) help people will just straight up refuse to accommodate disabled people.

i’ve tried multiple times to start therapy, but every time i explain that i can’t consistently drive or even leave my house for appointments, im told that they won’t do teletherapy without an ‘assessment’ from a therapist, in person, which I can’t guarantee being physically able to do.

it’s so frustrating & dehumanizing to be excluded from things that i want/need because they refuse to make a small change from the normal process to accommodate me & other people like me. im so tired of ableism & help that’s only for abled people.

#might expand on this later/try to make it make more sense but. frustrated #0 #disability #disabled #chronic pain #chronic fatigue

[haunted-xander]

FF!Chiaki for an au idea I had!

The basis of it is that Chiaki survived her execution but her class is still brainwashed and she ends up getting recruited by future foundation sometime later to search for the remnants

She also becomes roomies w/ Izuru & Nagito at some point lol

#i have a few ideas for how itll go already so i might expand on it more later #but right now. i need sleep goodnight #have a lil chiaki as a late night treat #remnant searcher chiaki au #thats what im calling it i decided just now #chiaki nanami #danganronpa #super danganronpa 2 #sdr2 #art #my art #xanders art #xanders haunting art #digital art #fan art

[roseguided]

like for a one liner. ( specify muse, multi's specify )

#since im done w drafts #and am gonna stagger post them #specify or you wont get one <3 feel free to specify several you might get more than one #these can be expanded on later

[im-a-chunky-potato]

Imagining Beast Doa makes me so insane

#BUT LIKE #You don't understand #AUGHHHHHHH THEY MAKE ME SICK #Without Dazai Fyodors only match in intelligence is Ranpo and that isn't the same and then Sigma may meet Atsushi #But Dazai is the one who helps expand his want of joining the agency and likeeee #WHERE WOULD NIKOLAI PLAY IN ALL OF THIS AND BRAM AND FUKUCHI #AND ODA AND THE SWORD BEING PERFECT RIVALS AND THEN #THEN #AUGSJWBSHJENWNDNENDNND #I MIGHT EXPAND MORE ON THIS LATER

[cloudyspider]

Ragna is mythological Susanoo in a red coat. The culmination of his story is just an odd spin on the Tale of Susanoo in particular where he slays the Orochi (Terumi) with the sword Orochi no Aramasa (Ragna's sword is called Aramasa), retrieves the Kusanagi from it's corpse (Noel was inside Terumi/Susanoo Unit), and brings it to Amaterasu in an act of repentance and to make peace with her (Ragna brings Noel to the Master Unit and Origin Saya to merge Noel with Origin Saya in an act to make peace with her, repent for his transgressions in the Age of Origin, and save her).

#blazblue #ragna the bloodedge #noel vermillion #japanese mythology #there's more comparisons #celica is kushinada #might expand on this later

[randomwriteronline]

“Almighty Sinnoh above, below and all around me.”

Palkia hears the human, although that is not their name; but when one can see all places all at once, it is easy to understand when their attention is called.

“I apologize for the intrusion. I come to pray to you.”

Palkia listens. They always do, when they are called: Parent allows it, and Parent has taught them to hear closely when called by what is much, much smaller, and much, much frailer.

“I pray for your guidance and your gaze upon me.”

Palkia listens. This human does not simply think his prayers like others do. This human murmurs beneath his breath, as his thoughts are far too loud.

“Please, I beg of you. I ask for a glimmer of clarity.”

Palkia is as shifting as the waters: in the same manner as liquids do, they coat all that their infinity can touch. It is a small infinity, compared to Parent’s - but it is vast and wide nonetheless.

“Please, I beg of you. I fear this is not where I want to be.”

Palkia can reach as far as the oceans expand, below and above the ground. But they are not Parent; they cannot know all.

“Please, I beg of you. Please. Lead me home. Please.”

Palkia could ask for their sibling to answer the human, as they certainly could help. But what then? Humans are much, much smaller, and much, much frailer. If Dialga answers them, will this one be shunned by their people?

“Please, I beg of you. Please, lead me home, please, please, please. I beg of you, please, lead me home. I beg of you. Please. Please. Please.”

Palkia cannot do so. They cannot help, for they must only listen, not lead. Humans make their own fortunes, Parent said, and intervening may turn quite dangerous for them, as they are much, much smaller, and much, much frailer.

“Please, I beg of you... Please... Please...”

Palkia rubs their muzzle on the human’s shoulder; that is how Parent comforted them, when they and their sibling were still expanding so soon after their births.

The small, frail thing will not know it is them: it will be a trickle of water melted out of some snow, seeping into the dark cloth they never part from, sending a shiver down their arm.

#pokémon #pokemon legends arceus #palkia #submas ingo #random writing #benevolent and compassionate (if not always fully comprehending humanity) deities my beloveds #palkia and dialga are like. sort of herding dogs when it comes to humans yknow. feeling responsible towards them #the ancient hero showed arceus humans can be a handful and also very neat and arceus taught their kids that #giratina was brooding in the distortion world so they had to learn that later #i also imagine that being Constantly Expanding like time and space are probably translates to Wild Bone Pains for Newborns #i. dont pray. but ive been told that it can be very comforting #so even if ingo was maybe at first sort of forced to by idk.. gaeric. he might have later turned to it more genuinely in moments of turmoil #theres a way we say where i come from when you get this big sadness inside of you for no apparent reason #'avere/farsi venire il magone' which. i can only translate literally as 'having/getting the Big Wizard' #but yeah i imagine ingo might get it sometimes. just an intense melancholic sadness. and praying might help a bit #as i said: compassionate deities (who dont understand humanity but still want to help) my most beloved