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wasyago · 6 months

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hi! this is the bunch-a-questions anon. this wont be an ask ask. thank you for answering! it really gives me so much insight about tools and processes, i really enjoy seeing/reading how different artists have different ways in approaching creation of art. it’s all so interesting to me

and oooh i know what you mean about looking at a lot of different artists! it’s inspiration!! i find those things to be amazing too, it’s so cool. it’s like “this spot is inspired by an artist” “this artist draws this like this, so i wanted to try” “i think the way an artist drew this was neat and i wanted to try an implement it” it reminds me of that one post how we, as people, are a mosiac of other people and i believe it to be the same for how artists are too with their art

i feel inspired by the way you draw….. everything!!! it gets me pumped to try and replicate the way you do some things. like the shapes you create, the colors you choose, the way your lineart seems to be so flowy, how dynamic everything feels and how different each drawing you create is from one another (i saw you reblog that meme of like “why shouldnt i draw characters from the waist up and that is SO me, but it’s shoulders up” because drawing full bodies makes mh drawings feel so stiff, i need to practice more!!), the poses of the characters. just.. every aspect of your art is so, so, so nice!!

the way you draw, in all your styles, it’s definitely one of the ones that is such a good scratch to my brain. it gets me all giddy and happy! i’m not sure if i’ll get into jwri, mostly because my attention span will not let me be able sit and focus on listening before i get distracted and miss context on parts, BUT i still go to your blog almost every day just so i can see your art, no matter what it is, no matter who the characters are because it’s always so so good and i love taking it in. (will eat your art if i could, i am so serious)

this was a long one but yeah! i just wanted to let you know how awesome i see your art is! and how i also think youre a cool person, you seem like such a good peep to hang out it! might be weird to say but if you were a blorbo, you would be one of the most blorbiest blorbos to blorbo ever

hope youre having a good day!!

OH THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE KIND WORDS THIS IS SOOOOO

your explanation of taking inspiration from other artists was so poetic and beautiful! truly inspiring in itself

its okay if you can't get into jrwi, i get it! i didn't think i would get into it as well and after binging all the episodes i honestly forgot why i even started listening in the first place. remembered recently tho! it was because i was going a little crazy while making the picrew and needed some actual talking in the background instead of just music. so, if you ever decide to give it a try, or listen to something else equally as lengthy, try to busy your hands with something that doesn't require a lot of thinking! it helps me at least! worked both with jrwi and tma. it's like, doing something monotonous (knitting, sorting files, cleaning the house, etc) can be incredibly boring if i sit in silence and let my mind wonder. alternatively, listening to something long or watching a long movie can be incredibly boring as well because i struggle to pay attention to the same thing for two hours. but combining these is really good, because it keeps both my mind and hands busy, but not overwhelmingly so!

and ough ough ough thank you again for such heartwarming message! im so happy to hear that you feel inspired by my art, and i wish you good luck in your own art journey!!!!!!! remember to have fun and listen to yourself and do things that you find interesting and that you enjoy! don't force yourself to draw stuff you don't like! all art is personal and individual, so don't be afraid to make things "you"! you don't have to do clean line, you don't have to do lines at all, you don't have to do coloring or shading, if you don't like it! and if you do like it or are excited to try, you should go for it! don't be afraid to change and grow but don't force yourself into it!

also don't foget to stretch before drawing its very important!!!!!!!!!!!!

#yagotalk

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lottachaos · 4 months

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MY BLORBOS (MY MAIN THING YEEHAW)

I have made picrews of my Blorbos I would post art but my sketchbook is in a different room and I am lazy

Veryn, the main one, who is also my persona:

Matthew who is Veryn’s boyfwend:

Hes really tan but I can’t always make him seem that way

anyways gonna rant now

veryn is a gremlin who is a lot like me in real life but more my my ideal version of myself. He is high energy and chaotic and loud but he can be serious when he needs to be. He has chronic RBF (Resting Bedroomeyes Face)

Matthew is chill and quiet and worries and lot and does this cute little worries gentle smile that veryn freaking falls for. He seems like he doesn’t do any chaos crap but then he goes and does some wild thing and you realize why veryn fell in love with him. He is covered in scars bc of various stuff he accidentally got involved with.

veryn lives half in the woods and half in an appartement. He has wings. Sometimes he has horns and these dark on his face and shoulders but that only appears when he’s in very stressful situations.

Matthew lives in an appartement with his sister who is named Katie and has a job or goes to college, I haven’t decided which yet

they are both in their young twenties, no more that 24.

Matthew somehow gets some sort of forestry Wiley thing like veryn has but idk how. All I know is that he gets this long whipping tail with a tuft at the end which is the thing in the back of one of the picrews of him.

Matthew is covered in scars bc veryn is in the middle of this big situation where he’s fighting against these magical eldritch entities and Matthew at one point finds him in the woods fighting them and tries to help and then gets beaten up and bitten by magical snakes and almost dies. That is where most of his scars come from (he has a scar that looks like a dinsosaur on his left side just beneath his rib cage. It’s called the dinoscar) but some various other events give him lil other scars

Veryn is much better at defending himself because he has been having to fight for much longer and so does t have as many obvious scars. He does have on long one on his neck because enemies tries to slice it at one point but he lived.

Matthew usually wears a black turtleneck and this tan cardigan looking jacket. Some of the picrews I used didn’t have that option so I had to make due.

Veryn usually wears a bright green shirt about the color of the “Draft saved!” Pop up that happens in tumblr when you take ages to write a post. Then he wears a brown jacket on top and black or brown pants and some brown boots. He basically dresses kinda like a redneck but when you see the clothes on him you cannot see anything but skinny gay forest being.

Oh yeah Veryn’s wings look like the brown variant of a tawny Eagle. Basically. Except a little more brown and a little less white and dots/stripes.

I stayed up till one am last night writing a (rather spicy) fic for them. I will share SOME of it here in a different post. I will also show some art of these two in a different post. Stay tuned, anyone who’s interested!! Eventually I will probably make some sort of book or smth about these two. Yes Ik I use tropes and it’s not super realistic in a lot of ways but I understand that and I don’t really care because I’m just making the story to be however its best to me and cringe culture is dead .

CRINGE IS TEMPORARY BLORBO IS FOREVER!!

Anyways, there you have it. I’ll post more later. I’m so excited I’ve finally put info about them all in one place bc I rlly needed to do that. k bye

#Verthew #Veryn #Matthew #my blorbos #Cedblorbos #Hehehe

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shadamytrash777 · 1 year

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Black Tea

Chapter Four

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Shadow watched the bustling street below from his apartment window with a nervous air around him. On this cold Sunday morning instead of being back in bed sleeping until noon Shadow was waiting to be picked up by a pink-haired barista. They were going to the Flea Market. Remodeling the café had become a bigger task than both of them had originally thought. A weekend project turned into a month project. Not that he necessarily minded, it was obvious he enjoyed her company, he couldn’t hide it very well since he barely enjoys anyone’s company. Even Rouge tip-toed on the thin ice of his patience sometimes. Speak of the devil and she shall emerge from her room and groggily stomp to the coffee pot.

Rouge prepared a large surgery cup before noticing her roomate. She pulled a smirk, already knowing who Shadow was waiting for.

“Excited?” Rouge asked.

“No.” He turned from looking out the window.

“Apprehensive?” She teased wiggling an eyebrow.

“Yes, exactly….” Shadow huffed, throwing his hands in the air as he turned to look out the window. “She’s late. I despise being late.”

“Don’t get your panties in a twist, I promise the flea market will still let you in.”

Shadow sighed in response. Rouge could see he was worried, in moments like this she really could tell how much older she was than him. Shadow was an adult and yet, he was still inexperienced with people.

“You’ll do fine. She already likes you enough to let you tear apart her whole café.” Rouge chuckled trying to reassure him.

A beat of silence passed between the two, Shadow was too worried to come up with a reply. Suddenly a loud honk surprised both of them.

“I think she’s here.” Rouge smiled watching her friend fret around looking for his keys. “Good luck kid.”

Shadow walked to the rusty hatch-back parked on the street, observing Amy as he did so. She wore her hair down today, it reached her mid-back and looked like pink sunrise ocean waves. As he opened the side door he noticed the smaller female sitting in the back seat, completely draped in black. She was wearing earbuds and stared out the window ignoring him.

“Hey stranger!” Amy smiled and waved at Shadow.

“Hello Amelia,” He looked behind her with curious and nervous eyes. He had never been good with kids. “Hello, I’m Shadow. You can blame me for wrecking the café.”

With an annoyed look Cream removed an earbud and muttered a greeting back. “Sup, I’m Cream. I know who you are already.”

Amy gave an awkward giggle and pulled the car into the street. “I’ve been talking about you to her.” She paused, “Not that i’ve been talking badly, all good things I swear!”

Shadow already felt a smile creeping onto his face, the drive had been quick with lots of small talk. Even though he usually hated talking about the tiny insignificant details of everyday life, talking to Amy came easy and without the invisible social rules that he tended to struggle with. Though she mostly leads the conversation jumping from topic to topic not really giving Shadow much of a chance to respond.

Amy pulled into the large gravel parking lot with a mission to get a good parking space, it took two rounds of circling but she finally found a spot that would be close enough to be convenient later.

“Alright, are we ready?” Amy asked excitedly, turning off the car.

“To be dragged around all day in the cold when I could’ve been sleeping in? Oh yeah, I’m so ready.” Cream said, rolling her eyes as she got out of the car.

“Sorry kiddo, I promise next weekend we’ll stay in.” Amy said emphatically.

“I’m not a kid!” Cream huffed.

“Sorry!” Amy closed her car door with a little too much force causing all three to flinch. Amy cursed at herself knowing she was being sensitive and venting her frustrations would only make things worse. “I’m sorry.” She said again this time with a softer tone.

“Whatever.” The small girl popped her earbuds back in, going back to ignoring Amy and Shadow.

Shadow watched Amy’s shoulders sag as she sighed, she looked more tired than he had initially noticed. Before he got the chance to confort or ask her about it she already was making her way towards the entrance. Shadow and Cream followed closely behind. Shadow did his best to ignore the feeling he was being watched, Cream was observing him with an intense gaze. He wasn’t exactly sure why, but he didn’t want to find out and potentially cause more problems today.

The market had been bigger than Shadow had expected, rows and rows of pop-up tents and venders stretched across the large field. Clothing racks lined the first half of the left side, it looked mostly vintage from what he could see. It piqued his interest and surprisingly it seemed it also peaked Cream’s, the blonde girl meandered over to a rack of leather jackets.

Cream’s face lit up as she began to sort through the rack, though she was trying very hard to hide her excitement. Amy took notice and immediately watched with the eyes of a hawk, she tried to look casual, if she looked too interested Cream would get upset.

“Oh my,” Cream gasped, “This is badass.”

“Language!” Amy said firmly. “What is it? Do you like that one?”

Cream wiped the smile from her face and slowly took the hanger from the rack. It was a simple black cropped motorcycle jacket, she turned the hanger showing that the back said ‘FLOWER POWER’.

“It’s alright,” Cream said flatly.

“Do you want it?” Amy reached over and checked the tag. “It’s pretty decently priced and looks warm. I’ll get it for you.” She smiled.

“No,” She quickly hung the jacket back up. “It’s fine.”

“Are you sure?” Amy asked.

Shadow watched her eyes flicker back to the jacket and then down to the ground. Perhaps Cream was worried about money, from his own first hand experience Amy wasn’t the best at hiding that sort of thing. He had a tugging feeling Cream didn’t want any money spent on her today.

“Um,” Shadow spoke up, grabbing their attention. “I’ll get it for you. I was planning on acquiring one for myself anyways.”

“What? No, no. I can’t have you do that.” Amy jumped and shook her head quickly back and forth.

“Please,” Shadow looked at Cream, knowing her opinion mattered most. “It’s a buy one, get one half off. It’ll be perfect. Consider it an apology for putting the café in chaos.” He gestured to the sale sign above the rack. “I insist, I would be more than happy.”

Cream finally had a real bashful smile spread on her lips, she nodded and turned to Amy. “I deserve this apology.”

“I-,” Amy glanced between the two and sighed. “Alright, if you really insist.”

He nodded and turned his attention back to the rack. Amy watched him with a soft smile stuck on her lips, Cream and Shadow continued to look through the clothes side by side. Occasionally showing the other an interesting find, silently of course, Amy laughed to herself, here they looked like two peas in a pod.

“What kind of jacket are you going to get?” She leaned over his shoulder to look at his current pick.

Shadow froze up feeling Amy so close, he stumbled over his words. “This one is different from the one I already have,” He held up the hanger for a better view, it was a long and minimalistic leather trench coat. “I don’t know how I feel about it, but I keep coming back to it.”

“Try it on. Here I’ll hold your coat,” Amy took the hanger and held out her arm for him. “If you keep coming back to it, that obviously means you like it.” Amy paused after those words came out of her mouth, something about that statement hung in her gut and made her heart flutter. He kept coming back to the café and it wasn’t to stretch to say he was coming back to see her. Maybe he likes me? Amy immediately pushed down all the emotions that arose from that thought, it was all too complicated to deal with currently.

“Yeah, try it on…” Cream said quietly, nodding in agreement.

Shadow shed off his studded jacket and plopped it onto Amy, she stumbled slightly not expecting it to be heavy. “Jeez, what are you carrying around rocks in here?” She teased.

“Yes,” Shadow said without hesitation and with sincerity. He watched her face twist, confused and then gestured to his pocket. “Go ahead, look.”

Amy reached into the pocket and pulled out a large chunk of white quartz. “Oh my god, you weren't kidding!” She burst into laughter shaking her head.

“Wow, you’re weird.” Cream stared at the crystal. “I can see why you like him, Amy.” She teased and smirked up at the pink-haired women.

“Hey, that’s not very nice.” Amy said in a hushed whisper, her face turned a similar shade to her rosy hair.

“It’s true, don’t concern yourself. I take no offense.” Shadow softly smiled and looked away, looking at her in this moment made his heart feel tight. She likes me! He slid on the trench coat and looked down at himself. The pair inspected his outfit, Cream nodded in approval while Amy covered her mouth subtly hiding a shy smile.

“You look like a guy from that one movie,” Cream rubbed her chin deep in thought. “If you put on your sunglasses it would be identical.”

Amy never really considered Shadow’s sense of style before. She usually saw him on his way to work and he wore pretty much the same thing everyday, black slacks and dark colored silk shirts in varying shades of black and red. Or if he was dressed for working at the café it was black jeans with a simple dark band t-shirt. However today he must have dressed for himself, layered necklaces and stacked rings, silver chains draped along his side, topped off with large chunky boots that had a slight heel. The coat on top was perfect. She admired the outfit for a little longer, collecting her thoughts.

“You look good一I mean it looks good, the jacket.” Amy said, fumbling over herself. “Not to say you don't look good, you do! You look handsome,” She quickly stopped herself from anything more, her cheeks couldn’t handle the embarrassment any longer.

“Thank you, I’ll get it then.” Shadow looked away, he couldn’t tell if it was just his imagination, or if she was really flustered. Whatever it was; made him really happy.

The rest of the day was spent looking for objects for the café, new art and tableware were the main objective. Cream was sporting her new jacket, happy to carry her old puffer coat under her arm, she seemed to be in a better mood. Now she only had one earbud in to ignore them. Amy would happily take this as a small win.

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AN: thank you for reading! Please tell me what you think :3

#shadamy #shadow x amy #shadamy fanfiction #shadamy black tea #sonic fanfiction #amy rose #shadow the hedgehog #black tea shadamy #shadamy au

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dragon-phoenix-along · 9 months

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Y’all get my crack fanf au info now.

I’m not sure what I’m calling it, probably something catchy like Star struck, but Idk.

It was made before the Ruin DLC came out, but might change to a “oh shit these guys are incredibly impressive and we should save their code” kind of thing.

Original idea below cut, along side newer idea(maybe)

This AU is basically biased on two things:

Sun and Moons hight

And my hight.

We don’t have their canonical heights, however we can assume their hight is roughly between 6-7 feet (1.8-2.1 meters)

Guess who else is conveniently in that size range?

Me, or at least me when I finish growing. My family’s average high is 6”4 (193 cm) (which is tall for an afab person)

Now for an afab person who wears heels?

Let’s just say it’s a high range I’m well within, when I’m dressing how I like.

Here’s the basic premise of the AU, my charter Minnie is 6”3 (190 cm) and is a kind of eccentric scientist, who is hired by this company to help create robotic assistants, and security guards.

Minnie hears the rumors around The Fazbear company, and about how advanced their AI is.

Now being a coder, who created almost every bit of these animatronics they have, they are very interested in Fazbear. So with permission from their company, they ask if they can go and see these animatronics in action.

Which animatronic happens to deal with helping people and doing security work? (And has its own cult following?) The Daycare attendant!

So Minnie comes in mid-day to watch the Daycare attendant. Which would have been fine if not for two things:

Minnie insisted that they not know why they were here

Minnie is a 6”5(they wear platforms) goth woman with long burgundy hair and dresses like a Victorian ghost

So this visit goes about as well as you think, and after giving Sun a miniature panic attack after they not only managed to fall into the ball pit, but also get themself on top of a play structure. When the Daycare closes they are throughly interrogated by the rather stressed Sun

…

Yeah thats the best first interaction Minnie had with All the animatronics in the Pizza plex.

But Minnie isn’t alone in this adventure! No no!

They have their security guard Will to help as well!

Now Will, short for William obviously, is a 5”5 (165 cm) Trans man who got hired my Minnie to help develop the AI of Pegasus, the security guard animatronic they are working on. Picrew of him at end.

Now Will’s actual job description is such: To break into a place Pegasus is in and survive. That’s it. He was originally hired by Minnie to do this by breaking into the building Pegasus was guarding and then steal a box.

The box was his job application forms.

Now Minnie and Will have a strange friendship, and the reason Will got his name is because of a pun.

Will feral.

Now the reason we call Will feral, is because after being hired by Minnie to basically light their few Million dollar robot on fire, he decided to follow Minnie around. Minnie is eccentric and weird and need supervision from both Will and their little helpers.

Minnie being a successful, gender queer who dressed like a Victorian lady in mourning often gets them spotted and harassed. And one day, while on the way to a meeting. Will just started barking at this guy who kept making passes.

At a later date, he had soda in his mouth and started to foam at the mouth while barking at a man who had done something similar.

So Wills second job came around. Minnie’s personal security guard.

And as Minnie’s friend, who gets paid to hang around them, drop to all fours bark and growl at people. It’s understandable that he also asks to be able to foam at the mouth on command.

Wills hole gag is being this feral little goblin man, who is smart and is technically inclined. Except he’d rather bite his friend, and drop to the ground on all fours and start barking and growling like a dog while foaming at the mouth.

If you’ve been paying attention I also mentioned Little helpers.

The Little helpers names are Heart, and Star.

They are two of the other type of animatronic Minnie makes. The assistant type.

Heart is the model body version of Pegasus, and test AI for Star.

Now Heart and Star are designed to run off of air pollution, such as an excess of greenhouse gases. They take that in and convert it into oxygen (like a plant) and run off of that.

It’s Also worth mentioning that Heart and Star are 45 and 69cm tall (1”6 ft and 2”3ft)

Heart and Star run around following Minnie around most times, but they have their jobs in the work place too. As cute as they are. (Image will be below Williams, Heart on the right, Star on the left)

Two more major oc, then I promise I will add the animatronics!

Comet, and Another who we are calling PI, short for Poor Intern.

Now PI is assigned to Will and Minnie after they break into the Pizza plez (instead of Gregory originally) and make Moon create a report on their break in.

Long story short for THAT fiasco is that Minnie wanted to test out Moons reaction to a break in, but wanted to see it in person. So after sending in her hired “thief” they go in, and scare Moon (cause 6”5 human who stops breathing when you look at them and 5”5 human who drops to the floor and starts foaming at the mouth Is Something He Was NOT programmed for) And escape.

Minnie’s company was not impressed and assigned PI to make sure they didn’t break in again.

They did.

And this time they were supervised!

Comet comes in as the Emotional Support security guard, who also gets spooked by the Victorian ghost, feral man, and GOVERNMENT OFFICIAL who break in.

Comet ends up helping them to communicate between companies a lot, and develop Heart and Stars AI.

Comet and Minnie end up as a couple, and PI and Will end up together.

It’s mainly just a crack fic for my friends with some cute animatronic OC’s I’ve made (and Pegasus)

Here’s what you’ve been waiting for this hole time!

My cannon hights list!!!:

Dj: 10”

Moon: 6”7

Pegasus: 6”6

Minnie: 6”5 (6”3) [With then without heels]

Chica: 6”4

Monty: 6”2

Freddy: 6”

Map bot: 5”10 (Favorite bot get a different hight)

PI: 5”8

Security bot: 5”6

Feral bastard man, (Will):5”5

Roxy: 5”4

ESSG(Comet): 5”3

Wet floor sign: 3”

Star: 2”6

Baby music man: 2”

Heart: 1”6

Cheese: “10 [Will’s animatronic friend]

SCREEEEE(Twilight): “6 [Comets animatronic friend]

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babiepupp · 4 months

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Ehe.. wanted another reason to write about Romeo.. this time, his Timeskip self! I vastly prefer his Timeskip version to his academy version because of his shift in tone and personality, he becomes more tired, more angry, more ferocious- but under all that, he’s still a little one! And now, onto the imagine! 🎀🐇

Summary: After a battle goes haywire, emotions are running high, especially Romeo’s- losing his temper, he ends up with a rather upset little in his care.

Picrew: BIYAGI

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Who knew a battle could go from being so well organised to well.. absolute chaos! Weapons had gone missing, Wyverns and Pegasi had ended up spooked, people had ended up getting injured. And back at camp, the tension was palpable. Claude chuckled nervously, trying to keep the mood as light as possible. He turned to you, offering a bright smile.

“Well, why don’t you go tend to the Wyverns while the rest of us organise and clean weapons? The Wyverns absolutely adore you- oh, and if you need any assistance, ask Romeo.” He said, giving you a gentle push towards the stables, smiling.

As you made your way towards the stables, the tension only seemed to grow more and more uncomfortable, making you feel slightly.. nervous. As you walked towards the pink haired man, you noticed- that he was fuming.

He grumbled to himself, gently slipping the bridle and saddle off of his wyvern, Primrose. It took him a moment to notice you, folding his arms.

“We need to talk.” He said, his voice firm as he turned to face you, you couldn’t help but look down at your shoes, uh oh- this wouldn’t go well.

“What were you thinking? You almost got yourself killed! Goddess almighty..” He sighed, running a hand through his hair, letting out an exasperated grunt.

“If you want to be a fool, go right ahead. I’m not going to waste my time trying to save you everytime.” He snapped, his tone cold and harsh. He paused for a moment, huffing.. until.

He heard a sniffle. Oh no, no no no.. he wasn’t that great at comforting people. He sighed as he watched you bury your face in your hands. He sighed before he pulled you into a hesitant hug, awkwardly patting your back.

“I’m not cut out for this..” Romeo grumbled to himself, but he just held you close, rubbing his back. He didn’t particularly like comforting people, but I suppose he made an exception for you.

“Hey, hey- look at me.” Romeo started, gently tilting your chin upwards so you were face to face. He sighed deeply, frowning slightly. He wasn’t the nicest person, but he’d rather not feel guilty.

“I’m sorry. That was harsh of me.” He admitted hesitantly, goddess- if only Artemis was here.. this’d be over in a flash. He held onto you, lifting you up into his strong arms, he hadn’t cared for anyone in well.. just around five years, but he’d try his best to make an effort.

He racked his brains, frowning.. what was he meant to do with a crying baby? Being the youngest sibling and.. not having the best of childhoods- he wasn’t used to caring for other people, he was only used to fending for himself. It wasn’t like he had any toys on hand either, they were in the middle of a war after all.

He decided he’d get you something to snack on.. yeah, maybe that would help? He hoisted you onto his hip as he walked towards the dining quarters, shooting a chilling glare in the direction of anyone who stared. He took a moment to set you down on a nearby bench, removing his cloak and wrapping it around you. His expression of annoyance hadn’t changed since you had met him, but that was just how he was- he always looked grumpy. He kept a close eye on you as he walked over to a large table, stocked with various foods and supplies.

He decided on a selection of fruit, rations were scarce- but he thought you might want a little treat after he had upset you. He returned to you a few moments later holding out an offering of strawberries in his gloved palm, sitting down next to you. Strawberries had always been his personal favourite as a kid, so he thought you may like them as well.

“Remember, you can’t eat the green part, only the red part.” He reminded, his tone akin to a monotone older brother. He watched as you took them from him, quietly nibbling on them. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if he took a break for a while.. he had been on his feet all day, after all.

He folded his arms as he leant back on the bench, blowing his pink fringe out of his face. He glanced over at you every so often, nodding his head in approval. He decided he’d keep an eye on you.

Maybe you were alright in his books.

#babiepupp #Romeo von Lapin #oc writing #bear oc rambles #sfw agere ocs #agere blog #fandom agere #sfw agere #sfw interaction only #oc imagine #Romeo trying his best to be a good caregiver #agerespace #age regression #sfw agere imagine

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thedemonknownasbilly · 4 months

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oh yeah green heart is me lol- im so obvious. u tagged me in a picrew game recently and I was so excited like. omg

but anyways, I hope I haven’t been overwhelming u with the requests and messages. and I’m glad ur having a fun holiday. fuck traditional stuff, we make our own traditions now💚

🐝

I’m so smart right? When I want to be okay, I’m very much the “dumb of ass” meme

Not at all overwhelming!! I quite enjoy your asks and requests!

Yes, fuck tradition! Sort of. I still bought a 40 count of cordial cherries… it was $7 don’t any one of you judge. 😭😂

#good omens #tdkab #thedemonknownasbilly #crowley #anthony j crowley #🐝 anon #anon ask

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ashen-crest · 1 year

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Hi! Long time follower, first time asker. Hope you don't mind me bargining in here, but I was just wondering how you went about finding people interested in your books on tumblr? Nothing I do seems to really help with that, so I was just wondering if maybe you had some tips in this regard?

Thanks!

Hi! That is a great question. I have a couple thoughts:

First off, don’t beat yourself up about it. It’s great that Tumblr doesn’t have a snappy algorithm, but in this particular case, it’s not helping you. It’s difficult to get seen, particularly on writeblr.

I should also note that I’ve been on writeblr for…two years now, i think? So I think that helps.

But some things you can do- make sure to actively seek out other writers who enjoy similar genres and engage with their work. That’s how I got to know some folks on here! I consistently saw their work, commented on it, played tag games with them, asked them questions about their characters, etc.

But here’s the tricky bit- the key word overall is consistency. I’ve found that when other writers consistently post about their work, I’m far more likely to pause when scrolling and go “oh yeah I remember that character/that wip!” Rather than going “…who was that blorbo again?” It makes it so much easier to get invested in their work as a reader/fan.

If you don’t have a lot of writing to share, or would prefer not to always share writing snippets, people on here have made some pretty awesome mood boards, picrews, character sheets, etc to demonstrate their wips in other ways. (And honestly those are just fun to make!)

I feel like a lot of this advice echoes what I hear about marketing on other social media sites: posting consistently, following your ideal readers, engaging and forming a community, making eye-catching graphics. However, I really want to emphasize that Hustling on Tumblr (TM) doesn’t really go anywhere, and it’s best just to have fun posting silly things and enjoying other writers’ talents. 😊

I have no idea if any of this helps whatsoever, but I hope you have a good day!

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iiigris · 7 months

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heyy!! could you tell me about your killjoy selfship?? :D

HI!! <3 omg hi akfhabsakdn my whole body just perked up like a dog’s does when you say “walk” or “treat”

yes absolutely thank you so much for asking!!! truly I was never actually expecting someone to ask me abt that so I apologize for the late response; I had to organize my thoughts in a way that would actually make sense to other people lol. and I don’t know a ton of killjoy lore anyway so this may or may not make sense but!! oh well!!

soooo this is my killjoysona :DD I have yet to actually draw and color her properly but she’s basically me with cooler hair (she dyes it any time she can find new colors), better style, a dirt bike, and a ray gun. and a cooler boyfriend. her name’s Carbon Cavity. like I said she’s me but awesomer <3

here’s a sketch I did just for you + a picrew I made a while back (that’s as close as I could get w it lol but I really need to properly draw her soon,, aah)

anyways,, so the self ship part comes in when she’s dirt biking around and comes upon an old abandoned department store or something and is like, oh hey. I’ll just pop in there and raid some shit real quick. little did she know the Fab Four got there first and already figured out the building was all locked up so ghoul rigged up a bomb to blow the doors open and uh. had already taken cover for it to go off and it went off when she was like 50ft from the door 😀 so the four came back out and lo! a body on the ground! so they’re freaking the fuck out and she gets back up like wtf just happened?? and the four are like OH GOD ARE YOU OKAY and ofc she can’t hear a thing but her ears ringing bc a fucking bomb went off in her face basically so she ends up hanging around w them in the store til her ears stop ringing quite so much.

so she’s deaf in one ear from that lmao.

but anyhow she ends up following the four back to the diner cuz she’s just been going around crashing wherever anyway, might as well right? 🤷‍♀️ but turns out she’s cool and they’re cool and they all like each other so much she ended up never leaving hehe,, aaaand she liked fun ghoul the best <33 even tho she still brings up him blowing up a bomb practically in her face <333 (“I DIDNT FUCKING KNOW YOU WERE THERE!!”)

like she flirts by being mean (affectionately ofc) so originally she would just keep bringing up the bomb incident to ghoul to make fun of him kinda,, like she’d volunteer for first watch one night and he’s like no carbon you had it last night, I’ll take it this time it’s fine. and she’s all like “mmmm sorry bub I can’t hear ya that well… had this close encounter with some guy’s bomb going off, see? so I’m deaf in one ear now” and he’s just like 😑 … fuck you carbon. and she just giggles but she lets him take the watch anyway. but yeah so they mess with each other a lot and somewhere along the way they started doing it more for each other’s attention and less to be funny. AND on top of that she’s really affectionate (hugs the guys regularly, has sat in jet’s lap once in the trans am and in kobra’s once on a dare, and has fallen asleep on each of the four at least once), AND has to lean really close to them to hear them better sometimes bc yk. hearing problems. and they’re both kinda stupid so party, jet, and kobra literally figured out the other two liked each other soooooo long before the two even realized it lol.

anyways it all comes to fruition one night when they’re changing watches, carbon taking over from ghoul BUT ITS LIKE RLLY AWKWARD YK BC THEY’VE BOTH FIGURED OUT THEIR FEELINGS BY NOW BUT HAVENT FIGURED OUT THE OTHER PERSON’S,, LFHSKDJFJSK— so carbon heads out to wherever ghoul’s stationed and it’s like. she says hi and he says hey, and she kind of just expected him to hug her goodnight and go after that but he doesn’t so she sits with him in silence for a good while, sorta just waiting for him to go in to bed and also just trying to enjoy this rare alone time w him without overthinking it too much. eventually he scoots a little closer to her and puts his arm around her. she lays her head on his shoulder. still neither of them say anything for another ten minutes or so.

until finally she says, “ghoul?” it comes out quieter than she expected it to.

“hm.”

“you should go in and get some sleep, I’ll be fine out here.”

“mm, yeah… I guess you’re right.” and he nods a little but doesn’t take his arm away; she hasn’t lifted her head from his shoulder either.

another minute of silence. “you cold?”

she looks up at him. “sorry?”

he leans closer and repeats the question. she shakes her head ever so slightly and tries to ignore the way her heart skipped when he leaned down. “oh. no, I’m fine.” they haven’t broken eye contact since he first asked.

“you sure?” he says it quietly on purpose this time. when she inevitably inclined her head to have him say again, he leans in and kisses her cheek instead. (!!!!)

she pulls back slightly to look at him for barely a second, then leans in and kisses him proper !! aaaaaa -

eventually ghoul does go in and sleep :’) but not before a few more kisses and a very sweet confession discussion <3

and in the morning when they all get up, carbon hugs party, kobra, and jet good morning and she gets to ghoul and he kisses her instead <33 to which party goes FUCKING FINALLY YOU GUYS.. and kobra and jet exchange bets across the table,, alrjwkdjd

AAAND I’m gonna stop there bc I really need to go to bed but I really really wanted to answer this first akdhaksjak </3 thank you sm again for asking!!! this was so fun to ramble about :’D I could go on abt this forever probably so if you wanna hear more just lmk!! there are many antics in my brain I would loveee to talk abt sometime hehe

#THIS IS SOOOOO LONG ALFHAKDJ SORRY EL #my heart rate literally doubled when I read the ask I was SO excited abt this 😭😭😭#tysmmmmm #eve's asks #also! fun little tiblet: carbon had a little thing with jet for a while before she figured out she liked ghoul #like they held hands a lottt.. kissed a few times… but eventually it kinda just died out and both of them were okay with just being friends.#carbon cavity #fun ghoul #killjoysona #selfships

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leffee · 9 months

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I’m so glad you like them! I will keep them coming I have a reference photo I’ll scroll and find to give you a better idea of how I see them it’s something an artist made a long while ago and it’s been in my head ever since :) - anon

Yess yes yes, please do keep them coming :} and I'll gladly see that photo though I think I do have a general idea what you mean. I also figured I would show better how the humanized pets look in my headcanon. Honestly, you could look up lps humanized designs and most of them would be accurate to how I see them (because I pretty much based those designs on them), but I may as well show them. Mostly really to show that Vinnie hair I keep talking about. To everyone whom it might concern, those are just picrew stuff hence they aren't 100% how I imagine them but since I can't draw it's the closest thing we have, so here goes.

You can probably figure out who is who. Okay, you definitely can. Out of all of them Zoe is looking least how I imagine her because the picrew didn't have anything more similar than that to how I imagine her hair (tbh, this is still quite close) oh, and there's no good beret. Minka has a frog :D. Wait... where the fuck is Penny Ling? I know I had her. Ugh, wait, I need to make a new one, I can't find her.

Okay, so maybe Penny looks the least like herself. Not to mention that there are no other body shapes and sizes. Welp. There was no right skin or hair color either or just anything. But that's the closest we have. Plus she gets to have that blanket I guess. Good for her! Okay so now the catalyst of this whole thing, the Vinnie himself (yup, he's mostly here for the hair).

You're probably wondering why there's two of them. Don't mind the second one btw, it was an among us creator xD hence the blood and you know knife... and egg. Tbh Vinnie would wear an egg on his head. Anyway! There's two of them because the first one has way too flat hair but the lenght is good. To get Vinnie closest to my idea of him you kind have to take the body and face from the first image and slap hair from the second picture on him but with the lenght of the first image hair. Yeah.

#asks

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sweet-little-dude · 1 year

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hiii taku i come with bonten takeomi & natsu brainrot. also it’s a lot bc i can’t shut up abt them help. this is just copy paste of me being insane abt them to my qpp bc i’m too lazy to type it all again but yeah

basically their vibe is when takeomi is too tired of bonten's shit he visits natsu's tiny flat and she cooks spaghetti or smth that they have with wine before they slow dance to music playing on the old record player she stole from her parents when moving out and when they're sleepy enough they put on a shitty old movie and fall asleep cuddling trying to watch it. also they go to clubs together, they are friends though often get mistaken for a couple, and they have kissed quite a bunch of times. not sure if this part is canon but they might've fucked a bunch of times too and i can assure you if they did they both stood on a balcony to smoke together afterwards they 100% smoke and drink together (maybe a little too often) and their whole thing is pretty ride or die oriented,, they're together to have fun and forget the shitty parts of their lives. to be themselves for once. to have someone who understands and relates

i am a little insane about them sorry

also natsu is the oldest of five siblings and she fucked up all of her sibling relationships bc she used to be in a gang and her siblings are still all in a gang, all the same one, but a different one from hers. and yeah shit went down when their gangs fought and natsu's won. she'd now like to fix her relationship with her siblings but they don't even accept her calls most of the time and it's even more one-sided than takeomi & sanzu :(( but it's also one of the biggest things that make them relate to each other ajdkfkhsj i think they start venting to each other too bc they understand v much how the other feels yk

also more natsu sibling drama but even tho she left her gang her siblings are still in a gang as i've mentioned before n it's a LOT smaller than bonten more just beating up people for fun and some minor drug smuggling but natsu gets jumped by some gang members every other week/month n she's pretty good at defending herself but she still calls takeomi to pick & patch her up sometimes bc yk she just wants some comfort in her situation...

okay maybe i am more than just a little insane about them but like. they <33 also me on my 'wtf is defining a relationship' agenda again but i think they're mostly friends but also like. they fuck labeling their relationship they just know it's very much not romantic. but could be fuck all apart from that tbh. friends? fwbs? smth between? god knows but they're close and not romantic that's all that matters

so those were the paragraphs. sadly in my fic they just met for the 1st n 2nd time so there’s none of that at all but i’m def considering writing abt them bc goddamn i love them 😭 and i think takeomi deserves a friend. he’s just a lonely dripping wet pathetic little cat of a man and that’s a little mean yk? anyways i also have a picrew image of natsu hehe. bg lore for it is that the jacket she’s wearing is the one takeomi gives her in my fic when they first meet bc she’s cold n he wants to repay her for making sure sanzu is okay <3 it’s one of her fav pieces of clothing after that i think just because yk

phew i think that was all the insanity i have abt her atm hope you enjoy fr

YES FINALLY HERE WE GOOOO

literally the first sentence abt them and im already in love. SLOW DANCING 😭😭‼️‼️🔥🔥💔💔 damn boy i want what they have frfr. NAH CUZ I RLLY WANT WHAT THEY HAVE. to finally be able to act like ur true self without judgement and be able to be affectionate without the binds of an actual romantic relationship RAHHHHHHHH I WANT THAT. also dont apologise man i can see why u are lolllll

oh man dont hurt me like that w the sibling issues nooooo :( at least they both have each other to vent abt this stuff. but yea go off natsu beat their asses fr ‼️

NO BCUZ THAT AGENDA IS SO REAL. i love love love them tho they seem so :)))) with one another so they get an easy thumbs up of approval from me ^ ^.

YES PLS CONTINUE WRITING MORE ON THEM IM OBSESSEDDDDDDD. ur description on omi is so fucking on point what the hell T T. YESSSSS MAKING PICREWS OF OCS IS THE BEST I WILL DIE ON THAT HILL. thatz so sweet of them tho wtf.

all in all im a bit invested in them now thanks elys 🙄🙄 /j

#SHEZ PRETTY TOO :333 #love her #ALSO I WANNA KNOW MORE ABT HER SIBLINFS #*SIBLINGS HSHSGWHS 🤬🤬🫵🫵🫵#elys n taku rambles

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mapsareforbraindeads · 1 year

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Yo!! Prepare for a Saeko infodump.

So, Saeko is the second oldest kid, definitely the smartest, and absolutely L’s fave. Misa’s favorite is [obviously] Loe, but L basically treats Saeko like he’s an only child 🧍‍♀️.

Also, Saeko knows sign language but he has hearing aids! He’s deaf if I didn’t mention that, lolz.

As for him being the smartest kid and most similar in resemblance to L, he’s also very awkward. Not good at conversation at all, and he gets bullied a lot. And Misuyo would always be the one to beat up the bullies. Between the kids, Misuyo was the fighter for sure.

Saeko’s interests include but are not limited to: pharmacology [WOO! He’s a pharmacology baby and his sister is a toxicology baby!! It’s like the two halves fit together or smth], biology, and history. He’s a major nerd, and if you don’t stop him, he’ll infodump about anything. He’s very nice in general though.

Oh, and he’s pan just like his mother! But his love interest, if he has one, will be a self interest of me. Not sorry :(.

He’s also very clumsy bro. But in a cute way. I love him so much…

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Random HC BUT-

He met someone once and the person stuck their hand out for a handshake and he didn’t know what to do so he dapped the person up. Keiko has it on video.

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Oh, yeah! Here’s Saeko’s relationship with each of his siblings:

Misuyo: They’re good w/ each other. Misuyo beats up anybody who messes with Saeko, and Misuyo gives Saeko life advice [mostly just advice on how to fix his rizz, yeah, Misuyo probably called himself the “Rizzard of Oz” at one point. I know it’s cringe, that’s why it’s funny.] Saeko probably tutored Misuyo in like.. every subject, at one point.

Keiko: These two!! Keiko spends a lot of time teasing Saeko and laughing at him. Keiko actually joined in on the bullying Saeko went through because she wanted to fit in, once actually. They made up, though, but Keiko is still a bit rude to Saeko sometimes. Keiko is rude to everyone doe.

Loe: Pretty alright. They don’t talk much, but since they have shared interests, they mess around with literal poison a lot. Saeko is probably the only one in the family who has ever agreed to doing matching cosplay with Loe, actually. Wait… Yeah, they were Junko and Mukuro for Halloween once. They just look it, they look it so much.

Chō and Minato, I’ll put in one category: Saeko doesn’t have much shared interest with them, or much of a dynamic with them, but sometimes, late at night, Saeko tells them stories about what life was like when Misuyo was alive. It just makes Minato angry that she never got to meet Misuyo, but Chō appreciated it a bit more.

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That’s all I have for rn… If you have any hcs for them, just tell me broski… <3

first of all, THANK YOU FOR THE SAEKO DUMP! i love him sm!! now, thoughts.

the Angst that happened with loe combined with the fact that you mentioned that she and saeko probably played around with poisons… i can only IMAGINE how saeko could’ve blamed himself for what happened.

his dynamic with keiko is also super interesting to me! it seems like the most “stereotypical” sibling dynamic between all of them so far, but that just has me more interested, honestly.

and as always, i’m thinking about saeko’s relationship with L. every time i think about the favoritism, i imagine it similarly to aang and tenzin in legend of korra, just not as blatant and a bit more subtle.

NOW, i have a prompt for you this time. do the lawmane kids ever meet the successors?? if so, what are some of their dynamics? i’m currently thinking about saeko and near interacting and i may be a bit obsessed. also if you’ve made picrews of them, please share them with me 🙏🙏🙏

#vari answers #mutuals #🌿 skinnyhedgehog (lawmane ceo)#lawmane fankids

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thoughtsonhurtandcomfort · 2 years

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Notes: In theory this is the start of a story I’ve been carving out in my mind for a little while. I have a lot in my head but how much of it will make it into writing is up in the air and I’m going to try not to pressure myself about it. If it happens, it happens. :) This is a little rough around the edges but it’s what I’ve got, first time writing in...a couple months probably?

Oh also, while this is going to have references to things like heaven, hell, god(s), the devil, angels, demons, etc, it’s all intended as generic fictionalized versions of these things (a la Supernatural, Good Omens, etc.) . I’m borrowing what I want and making up the rest. I’m definitely not trying to invoke or get into specifics about religion or whatever.

Some picrews of ‘phina here, here, and here

Content warnings: lady whumpee, angel whumpee, fallen angel, vague religious undertones, captivity, attempted? torture, shot with an arrow

"God is dead and the Devil, too. Demons spill out onto the earth, some wreaking havoc, others seeking freedom. Human civilization falls and those who remain do what they must to survive. Meanwhile, the angels lock themselves away in heaven, indifferent to the suffering below.”

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Seraphina has hardly ever peered down on the world, let alone hovered this low above its surface. In her lifetime - a handful of centuries compared to other angels’ millenia - she never had reason to, her duties keeping her relegated to the safe, incorporeal existence that is the celestial realm.

It is the first time Seraphina has seen her own physical form. Or, at least, a glimpse of it - bare feet beneath her and hands held up before her face.

So...human.

Seraphina feels over the shape of her body, its hills and valleys, the softness of unmarred skin. She lifts a strand of hair to feel its silkiness and take in its color; she reaches out her arms and runs her fingers across the immaculate feathers of her wings. Loosely draped fabric billows around her in the wind.

She smiles.

She could change this form if she wanted to, but she decides she likes it. Besides, there’s no need. Seraphina is only taking a look, and will be back to her truest form soon enough.

Or so she believes. If she knew what would come next, perhaps she never would have left.

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Though the chains are wrapped tight around her arms, legs, and wings, they don’t hurt. Try as the humans might, nothing hurts, and Seraphina isn’t afraid.

Still, she occasionally shifts and twists in the bonds, seeking freedom. She should be able to break them with a mere thought. Effortlessly. But it seems that the humans have not only found a way to trap an angel, but to bind one.

So bound she is, her back to the concrete wall of a building that toppled decades ago. It’s one of many like it, while around the remains of the past a makeshift settlement of small wooden buildings and tents has cropped up.

She isn’t used to hearing sound, only communicating through thought and will. And still she hasn’t heard her own voice, only spat insults and curses and the arguing of human voices.

“This isn’t working.”

“Then we keep trying. Look at it, it has a body. Something will work.”

“Yeah, except we’ve been at it for hours and nothing has worked. Even the chains aren’t leaving a mark.”

“Then we. Keep. Trying. Look how close we are. If it can be caught, it can be hurt. And if it can be hurt, it can be killed!”

Seraphina is more curious than afraid as she takes in the small group of humans with a calm, unblinking stare. If these are an average example of humankind, she isn’t impressed. They’re crude, dirty, and uninteresting.

Also, they keep trying to hit her with things.

Blunt wood beams and metal bars, knives and swords, a chain flicked like a whip. Rocks flung and arrows fired. All with brute force intended to cause harm, and all deflected off of the shimmering boundary of grace around her form. Nothing can pierce it. Soon enough they’ll grow bored of trying and set her free, she’s sure of it.

After a few more tries they do frustratedly give up, but only for the time being. The chains remain firmly in place.

Time passes quickly for Seraphina. She takes in the bustle of the humans as they go about their day. Most won’t come close. They cast her glances that range from fearful to disgusted. Some hurl hateful words but these bounce off her as easily as the rocks they throw.

Day passes into night. Seraphina takes in the shifting of clouds, a sunset that glows an eerie pink, and then the sprinkling of scars across a blue-black sky. The moon is no more than a sliver.

Seraphina doesn’t tire or hunger. She doesn’t grow cold from the night air or sore from long hours spent like this. Her desire to return home is more an instinctive pull to where she belongs than any sort of discomfort or yearning.

But in the morning there is the subtlest change. Seraphina only even notices it in contrast with the serene nothingness she has felt until now.

It’s the chains. She can feel their press around her just the slightest bit. For once she doesn’t feel completely weightless. But she doesn’t know what the feeling means and it allows her the peace of not worrying - even though a day has passed and she hasn’t been freed. Even though no one has come for her. And even though, again, the small group of humans who brought her here approach with their weapons.

Another onslaught. Several more hours pass. One by one the humans give up again, until only one remains. He’s a young human who seems more interested in shirking his other chores than in whatever it is they’re trying to accomplish, so he nobly volunteers to stick around. He pulls out a quiver of arrows and goes about sharpening the arrowheads one by one.

The subtle heaviness Seraphina is experiencing continues to grow as the time passes. Worry begins to creep in, an unsettling flutter deep inside Seraphina that she has never felt before and cannot name. And when her grace begins to flicker uncertainly around her the unpleasant feeling only grows.

“I need to practice my aim,” the young man says aloud to himself. He stands, slings the quiver over his shoulder, picks a bow, then turns to face her. “Might as well make you useful.”

He nocks an arrow and aims it at the bound angel.

The first shot hits the stone just inches from Seraphina’s face with a sharp crack that startles her - another all new sensation.

She locks her eyes on the man, willing him to continue missing though it makes no sense. Human weapons can’t harm her, why should it matter?

His next few shots glance off her like a breeze, like every other attempt the humans have made. This time, though, the barrier flickers with every hit. Seraphina notices her own breaths for the first time. She didn’t even know angels could breathe.

An arrow deflects off of her ankle and although it still doesn’t pierce the barrier, Seraphina feels it. The slightest tap, yet startling and new enough to make her leg twitch in response. From afar the human notices the reaction and suddenly there is renewed interest in his eyes.

He gathers his arrows and starts again, firing one after the other in rapid succession. Seraphina trembles, at a loss for what to do. She cannot move, she has no power, each hit she can feel a little more than the last, each seems to come faster and faster and - - -

Blinding agony erupts all at once from a point low on her stomach, just above her right hip. It engulfs her, consumes her like a fire that must be from hell itself because never, not once has she ever felt anything like this oh heaven make it stop make it stop make it -

Seraphina throws her head sharply back against the wall. She lifts her pain-stricken face to the sky.

The first time she hears her own voice, it is a scream.

#angel whump #lady whump #fallen angel #captured #captivity #torture #shot #arrows #injury #whump writing #my writing #my ocs #introducing!#seraphina

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paganminiskirt · 2 years

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OC song challenge

Thank you to @adelaidedrubman for tagging me!

Tagging: @henbased @snake-in-the-garden @amistrio @icannotsit @aceghosts @broken-balance-baby @quentinbecks

Step 1: create your oc(s) in this picrew

Step 2: list 5 songs that inspired (or capture the feel of) your oc. if you chose multiple, feel free to pick your favorite or do songs for all of ‘em!

NORA JEAN KINGSTON - FC5/FC:ND/FNV

1. Tales of Dominica - Lil Nas X

in this broken home, everyone becomes predictable / I’ve been living in my lowest, it's safe to say, hope my little bit of hope don't fade away / I've been living on an island made from fate, can't go running back to home, I can't face her face / finally grown, ain't nothing like I hoped it would be, out on my own, I'm floating in an ocean-less sea / could I be wrong, was everybody right about me, scary things in my head, I can’t dream, and I just-

2. The Saint Of Lost Causes - Justin Townes Earle

I'm a bad dream / I’m not a nightmare, I'm too goody for that / let's just say I'm the last thing you wanna see coming, I’m the reason they say watch your back / but for so long, I was like a wounded hound, backed into a chain-link fence / just pray to the Saint of Lost Causes

3. Mary Jane’s Last Dance - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

she moved down here at the age of eighteen, she blew the boys away, it was more than they'd seen, I was introduced and we both started groovin', she said, "I dig you, baby, but I got to keep movin' on" / last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain / I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again

4. Django - Luis Bacalov, Rocky Roberts

have you always been alone / have you never loved again / love will live on, life must go on, for you cannot spend your life regretting / you must go on

5. The Middle - Son Little

living in a world, so cold, so crowded / don’t need no good friends, just one bad friend will do / you know when I'm drinking, all I need is a drink / good lord have mercy, no more shaking in my shoes, so goodbye to misery, man, that's yesterday's news / can’t abide a lie, but you sure can't stand the truth / but when I’m drinking, don’t need nothing but a drink

CAROLINE SEED / MARGARET “MAGGIE” VAUGHN - FC5/FC:ND

1. In Every Dream Home A Heartache - Roxy Music

every step I take takes me further from heaven / but home oh sweet home, it’s only a saying / penthouse perfection, but what goes on, what to do there, better pray there / all of its comforts seem so essential / disposable darling, can’t throw you away now / I’ll dress you up daily, and keep you till death sighs, inflatable doll, lover ungrateful / oh, those heartaches! / dreamhome heartaches!

2. Katie Cruel - Karen Dalton

when I first came to town, they called me the roving jewel / now they've changed their tune, call me Katie Cruel / through the woods I go, and through the boggy mire / straight way down the road, til I come to my heart's desire

3. Mind Is A Prison - Alec Benjamin

sometimes I think too much, yeah, I get so caught up, I'm always stuck in my head / I wish I could escape, I tried to yesterday took all the sheets off my bed / and they put me back in my cell, all by myself, alone with my thoughts again / guess my mind is a prison and I'm never gonna get out / I won't give up on hope, secure another rope, and try for another day

4. When The Night Is Over - Lord Huron

tell me where did you go? I've been searching high and low / I have only 'til the night is over / in every window I pass, your reflection in the glass makes me wonder if my mind is going / shadows shifting in the rain, slowly driving me insane / by the stars above, I know we were in love / I have only 'til the night is over / when the night is done, you'll vanish in the sun, will I hold you when the night is over

5. She Doesn’t Sleep - Anthony Amorim

I think there's something wrong with a friend of mine / she’s wasting away all her time / looking through the past for something / she sits across the room from an old TV, with just her mind, she controls the screen / she’s waging a war on the weak, she’s opened the door to your dreams and turned them into nightmares, a life she's gonna keep / can you feel her, do you fear her, all she wants is for you to be near her

FAITH ESCAJEDA / SEED - FC5

1. Lady May - Tyler Childers

now, I ain't the sharpest chisel that your hands have ever held, but darlin' I could love you well, til' the roll is called on high / I've seen my share of trouble, and I've held my weight in shame, but I'm baptized in your name, lovely Lady May

2. Babooshka - Kate Bush

she wanted to test her husband, she knew exactly what to do / a pseudonym, to fool him, she couldn't have made a worst move / she sent him scented letters, and he received them with a strange delight, just like his wife

3. Marcy Me - Jay-Z

we know who we are, yet we know not who we may be, so maybe I’m the one, or maybe I’m crazy / I’m from Marcy Houses, where the boys die by the thousands, back when Pam was on Martin, yeah that’s where it all started

4. Danger & Dread - Brown Bird

I've heard you wake up crying from the evils lying under our bed / you say there's no use trying to protect you from the danger and dread / though this world is made of fearsome beasts that bark and bite we were born to put these creatures through one hell of a fight / may we feast upon the flesh of any fever that befalls you tonight

5. Blown Away - Carrie Underwood

there’s not enough rain in Oklahoma to wash the sins out of that house / shatter every window 'til it's all blown away / every brick, every board, every slamming door, blown away / 'til there's nothing left standing, nothing left of yesterday

BONUS: FAITH ???, MOTHER OF THE EDEN’S GATE CULT, WOMAN OF THE APOCALYPSE - FC5

1. Gassed - Bobby Krlic

no, no, no, no-

2. My Least Favorite Life - Lera Lynn

this is my least favorite life, the one where you fly and I don’t / a kiss holds a million deceits, and a lifetime goes up in smoke / this is my least favorite you, who floats far above earth and stone / the nights that I twist on the rack is time that I feel most at home

3. Once Upon A Time - Michael Abels

instrumental

4. Didn’t Leave Nobody But The Baby - Emmylou Harris, Alison Krauss, Gillian Welch

your mama's gone away and your daddy's gonna stay, didn’t leave nobody but the baby / she’s long gone with her red shoes on, gonna need another lovin' baby / you and me and the Devil makes three, don’t need no other lovin' baby / come and lay your bones on the alabaster stones and be my ever-lovin' baby

5. The Devil’s Trill Sonata - Giuseppe Tartini, David Oistrakh, Lev Oborin

instrumental

#if you listen to nothing on this list PLEASE listen to Lady May #it’s beautiful #deputy nora kingston #faith escajeda #margaret vaughn #far cry 5

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