#still not a fan of drawing fae

[ferberus-skull]

btw!! I got finally got the fae base done for my doodle adopt shop :]

#my art #fr #flight rising #doodle #adopt shop #dragon #fae #still not a fan of drawing fae #BUT i think i finally figured out their fins/crests/whatever they are #so perhaps they won't be such a pain to draw in the future #i'm also extremely excited because the person who sponsored the base also ordered a dragon with circuit and HEHEHEHEHE #i have only drawn circuit one time before but i had SO much fun drawing it and i am extremely excited to draw it again #technically that slot comes after the first bc they ordered two but...... #i'm probably gonna finish that one first bc i wanna draw circuit lmao

[gingergari]

you know how the song goes

notes under the cut bc ik my handwriting is atrocious

- All [Peaches] can use magic!

- Range in height (6’1”-4’8”)

- 100% and Super Crown are 6’1”, hmm is 5’10”, 👀 is 5’8”, toad is 4’8”

- fae!Peach can grow healing mushrooms in her hair

- normal, super, ultra on good days (1ups last resort)

- fae Peach was not always a fae ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

- toad!Peach uses Super Crown maybe in diplomacy?

#gari draws #nintendo #princess peach #super mario #smb #super mario bros #mario bros #drawing peach has been really fun #my favorites are 100% 👀 toad and fae #which i did draw first before adding interim peaches #would love to use them all but idk what contexts they would all fit #i mean ik for fae peach. i have some ideas rattling around for her #i did take some cues from both the official and fan toad art of peach for that #and her dress is purple in homage to that promo art #i realized a while later that i accidentally switched the jewels on her crown so let’s pretend i did that on purpose #also i’m realizing that toad peach is still fairly tall in relation to other toads but idk if i’ll change it #and man it took me way too long to figure out 👀’s toad cap it sucked so bad #okay i’m done talking hope yall like them 🩵

[void-dreaming]

Whoever started the snoots for Iterators (I've seen a couple of variations, dunno where it started tho) is a genius

Silver Faes is a serious, no nonsense (or rather she doesn't yet recognize the point of doing anything remotely fun, she's so boring hdbxhd) character, I must give her a snoot!

This is just her concept, but she shall keep the snoot

#silver faes #fan character #artist of tumblr #rain world #rain world oc #iterator #iterator oc #concept sketch #boopable snoot #dont do that though she doesnt like hand things in her face #she is also mobile cause i dont feel like ever drawing the cans or locations in them jdnxhdg #might be a heratic but the jury is still out on it #girlie what are you doing #i have no idea what kind of clothes to give her #WHOEVER STARTED THE SNOOTS THANK YOU YOURE AWESOME AND I LOVE THE SNOOTERS #dunno how many more will have big snoots maybe smaller snoots #i just wanted to try the snoot cause ive seen a few folks try it and it looks super cute

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hello! I am SO hyperfixated on the fact that the overblot form CAN be controlled??? That’s the case with Malleus isn’t it? And I guess on one hand I can see how Idia can control it too because of his “curse/blessing” (and sheer will and spite).

Maybe this is foreshadowing that maybe it’s possible for the other OB boys to do so as well???? I don’t know how it’ll work with them but I’m so excited. Overblot cards potential AAAH

I’d love to hear more of your thoughts on this!

[Referencing this post!}

Yeah, I definitely think that OB Idia battle segment opens the floodgates for potential SSR Overblot Troublemaker(s) cards 💀 (RIP to the OB gang fans)

As a refresher for everyone (since it has been a while), alllllll the way back in book 1, Crowley and Cater describe “overblot” as thus: “[… being] overcome by negative energy and[…] losing control of [one’s] magic and emotions,” and “evil berserk mode”.

We’ve seen many examples of these traits in the main story campaign; oftentimes, the OB boy in question is impossible to reason with and has to be subdued via battle. However, it’s important to note that while the OBs may be primarily driven by their emotions, it is not purely rage but rather negative feelings in general. Yes, many OBs (Riddle, Leona, Azul, Vil, etc.) do attack others—but other OBs demonstrate moments of calm (ie when their demands are met). For example, Jamil is tame when he believes he has banished Kalim, secured hypnotized Scarabia mobs, and reigns over the dorm as its new leader. I do believe anger is still a large component of the behavior of one who has overblotted though; that rage most certainly clouds a person’s judgment and compels them to strike out at the slightest thing.

Now, about the idea of “controlling” OBs… I don’t that that can actually be done?? We have to remember that Malleus is a VERY powerful mage—and this alone could give him an “edge” that others don’t when it comes to being fully aware while in OB (though I believe both Malleus and Vil indicate early on they notice their blot building). As Idia’s dad states, Malleus is drawing his magic from nature itself and therefore has a limitless supply it. Secondly, I wouldn’t call Malleus’s OB “controlling” it to begin with. It’s clear that he’s still running high on emotions and is unwilling to hear others out or have them interfere with his plans. These are still traits associated with OB; it’s not as though Malleus is “overriding” the unreasonable thoughts, he is still ruled by them and acts on them. I think what you (maybe?) mean is that Malleus has a much more calculating approach and more precise control over how he wields his power rather than indiscriminately smashing stuff in his path. This, again, could do with his insane power level compared to his peers. Unlike most other OBs, his goal (at least in his own framing) before he overblotted to begin with wasn’t to “take away”, but rather to “gift” happy endings to everyone. This sets him apart just based on interests alone, and that’s perhaps why he acts the most different in the lot.

Now let’s consider the circumstances under which Idia OBs a second time: it’s in a dream, meaning it’s questionable whether or not this would transfer over to real life. Because it’s Idia’s dream, he has more autonomy in it, particularly because he is now “awake”/conscious of the fact that it is a dream. Secondly, Idia bears the Shroud family’s curse/blessing, which allows him to “power up” the more blot is present, as it serves as fuel for his magic. This alone makes him a “special case” which could explain the unusual amount of control he exerts over his OB form. (Again though, I’d wager it’s mostly the dream environment.)

I do see maybe the other OB boys doing a similar “oh, lemme OB to help you guys fight” in a dream situation where there are fewer limits on what they can do, but not in a real world setting. It would put them all at risk anyway, as they lack Idia’s curse/blessing or Malleus’s fae powers. Is that worth the risk, knowing they could all die or potentially turn on their classmates?

I just don’t see OB becoming a “tool” or a magical girl transformation the characters could pull out for combat purposes in the story (though this is possible for like the gameplay outside of the story). I highly doubt OB is like something you could train yourself to control; it’s less like bulking up at the gym and more like pushing yourself to keep exercising while you’re high on adrenaline… Sooner or later, you’d burn out and injure yourself in that overexertion.

If there ever are OB cards, I can easily see them as being the type that don’t come with vignettes because… what reasonable story could you conjure up to explain the OBing again? If there are vignettes, then they most likely won’t fit into the main story canon. You’d have to frame the OB cards as “within the moment” of whatever book they OB’d in, and perhaps go more in-depth about the trauma or something along those lines.

#twisted wonderland #twst #Malleus Draconia #Ignihyde #Idia Shroud #Ortho Shroud #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #notes from the writing raven #question #book 7 part 7 spoilers #Dire Crowley #Cater Diamond #twst theory #twst theories #twisted wonderland theories #twisted wonderland theory #Riddle Rosehearts #Jamil Viper #Kalim Al-Asim #Scarabia #Leona Kingscholar #Azul Ashengrotto #Vil Schoenheit

[ghouljams]

Hey Ghoul ! I hope you’re doing well.

It’s not really an ask about your writing, but I wanted to know if you had received the last three asks I sent you ? They were about Keegan (maybe demon!AU ? I’m sorry, I don’t really remember), Roach (no specific headcanon idea, just that I loved the way your wrote him and needed to see more of your takes on him) and ghost!Ghost on Halloween (I think it was about how they would spend the night, like with movies or something).

I’m sorry I could not be more specific, I’m a bit scared of sharing my name in asks unless it is about writing about someone’s AU or headcanons, and I actually sent them quite a while ago (the last one was ghost!Ghost, I sent it on Halloween I think - and I think there was one with Fae!Price ?). I feel like Tumblr likes to eat some of the asks I send to people a lot, so I just wanted to make know if this devilish app had been naughty again. Feel free to ignore the ideas mentioned above, this is just about the Naughty Tumblr Check.

Anyway, I’m still melting every time I see a new post from you. Your last AU with Ghost (forgot the name, I’m not familiar with era at all and my memory is poop) is just *chef’s kiss*. I can’t help but think about Ghost having a few drinks and still getting annoyed at all the guys trying to hit on the reader, and just goes to stand in front of her like « I’ll fill your dance quota of the night. Dancefloor. Now. »

And he is not sorry about the broken fan, at all.

Lots of love and inspiration on you, Friend 💚

I have your asks love! I just have 160 asks and a million ideas in my brain all the time. I'm adoring Ghost as a period romance protagonist, what a dashing gentleman he is.

It's strange, you hardly even shiver when his shadow envelops you, though you see your friends clam up tight. The lothario kissing your hand pulls back abruptly and excuses himself. You make a mental note that your escort is good for something, as you turn to face him. He doesn't look happy, but when does he ever. Ghost holds out his hand.

"Dance card," He demands. You place it on his palm and he inspects it. You think you've done rather well for yourself all things considered. All first sons and no one less than a Count. He tugs a short pencil from his breast pocket and scratches it against the card quickly before drawing a neat line. He hands it back to you and takes your hand as you look to see what he's done now.

"Simon Riley" is dragged in tight cursive along the last of your openings.

"This is ridiculous," You tell him, "You can't-"

He tugs you close, his hand firm on the small of your back, and you realize you're already on the dance floor. Huh? What? How did that happen? You glance back at your friends who all look as surprised as you are, and Ghost spins you along with the music. He's a shockingly good dancer, coordinated and strong enough to corral you away from trying to lead. His hand moves over your back, keeping you just on the wrong side of what's proper. Too close. A few older women fan themselves with their eyes narrowed as you glide past.

Not that you notice, you're too busy watching Ghost. His eyes hold yours, challenging you to pull away, to find another partner. His grip on your hand is loose, but the one on your back tells you there's no escape. When the dance is over he lifts your gloved hand to his masked lips and somehow that covered kiss feels warmer than anything bare could ever compete with. You can feel his lips against your hand as clearly as you can see his eyes dropping respectfully. You never want to dance with anyone else.

Which is perfect because he's scratched out half your dance card.

#cod x reader #x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #simon riley cod #simon riley #ghost call of duty #ghost cod #f!reader #ghost x f!reader #austenian au #idk w hat to even tag this lmao #I have your asks I don't think my asks get eaten too often #i'm just a dragon hoarding asks

[kotlcfairytale]

KotLC Fairy Tale AU Exchange

Schedule (in CDT)

May 29: Discord server opens. Tag nominations open.

June 12: Tag nominations close. Sign-ups open.

June 26: Sign-ups close.

June 29: Assignments are out.

July 27: Assignments are due.

August 3: Works are revealed, with all creators anonymous.

August 10: Creators are revealed.

August 14 (approximately): Discord server closes.

Glossary

Assignment: The person you are assigned to make a gift for. You will receive a list of their requests and pick one to make.

Canon Tag: A tag that has been used enough that AO3's volunteers have organized into the tag list. These are the ones that appear on the dropdown menu when you're entering tags.

DNW: "Do Not Want," a list of things you do not want included in a gift for you. Everyone is encouraged to have one of these, and it must be followed by your gifter. DNWs must be reasonable, clear, and polite, but they can be petty ("none of this popular ship").

Exchange: A "gift exchange," where everyone receives a gift of a fan creation, and everyone makes a gift of a fan creation.

Match: When you offer something someone else requests, or you request something someone else offers, you "match" with them! You will need to at least have one offer that matches someone else's request in order to participate.

Offer: When you sign up, you will make a list of things you "offer" to create.

Pinch hitter: Someone who makes an emergency gift for someone whose gifter dropped out. You are welcome to participate only as a pinch hitter.

Request: When you sign up, you will make a list of things you "request" other people create.

Tag nominations: A period of time where people can nominate the relationships and AUs they want involved in the exchange. These will be the ONLY relationships and AUs permitted, so you want to nominate tags!

Treat: An extra gift you make with no expectation of a gift in return! You can make them for anyone in the exchange, whether or not you're assigned to them. It's just a fun and nice thing to do!

Gift Minimums:

Fic: 1000 words, with an ending

Art: A drawing completed to a level you would normally post as "finished"

Rules for Participating: 

You must join the Discord server and follow all rules listed there.

You must be 13 or older.

You must have an AO3 account, sign up through AO3, and post your gift on AO3. AO3 accepts fan creations of all types.

You must do your best to make a gift that meets the minimum requirements, and that you think your recipient will like, within the time of the event.

You must contact a moderator as soon as possible if you think you will not finish your gift in time.

You must keep your gift and recipient anonymous until creator reveals.

More information to come! I hope to see you all soon!

FAQ

What counts as a fairy tale?

I am using a broad definition! Any story that contains fairy tale elements: enchantments, curses, witches, wizards, warlocks, magic, talking animals, fairies, fae, trickery, etc... is allowed in the exchange! This could include a classic fairy tale, like Hansel and Gretel; an adaptation like Tangled, Ella Enchanted, or Land of Stories; or even an original fairy tale!

During tag nominations, people will "nominate" the specific AUs (fairy tales) they want included. These will be the only ones eligible for the exchange, so get an AO3 account and participate in tag nominations if you want to make sure something is included!

What if I don't match with anyone?

If no one wants to receive what you offer to make: We will give you an opportunity to offer more things. If you do not want to, unfortunately, you will not be able to participate in the exchange.

If no one offers to make what you want to receive: You can still participate. We will put you up as a pinch hit, meaning people can offer to make a gift for you without being assigned to.

What if I don't get a gift?

We will not reveal the works until everyone has a gift. If no one picks up a pinch hit, the exchange will remain closed until someone does. Everyone who participates will receive a gift.

What isn't allowed in the exchange?

For the comfort of the most number of participants: noncon, incest, bestiality, romantic relationships between characters who are canonically adults (over 18) and characters who are canonically minors (under 18), and NSFW are not permitted.

Considering the series, graphic violence and major character death are allowed, but only if the recipient says they're okay with receiving them.

My recipient requested ten things! How many do I have to make?

Only one! You can choose any of your recipient's requests to make, even ones you didn't originally offer.

Can I make more than one gift?

If you have more than one AO3 account, you may sign up multiple times. But please only do this if you're sure you can finish both gifts in time!

You can also be a pinch hitter, filling in for people who drop out, or make "treats"--extra gifts just for fun. But you won't receive extra gifts for either of these things.

#kotlc #keepblr #kotlc fairy tale exchange 2024

[shadowriel]

Filthy Sweet Beginnings

Pairing: Elain x Azriel x Cassian

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Drawn in by the shadowsinger’s bedroom voice, Cassian stumbles upon Azriel and Elain having sex. The rest is simple: Cassian joins.

Read here on AO3

Or read a snippet below:

*Warning for NSFW content - please check the tags on AO3 for more details on what this fic includes

Azriel must realize that Cassian’s here, watching him. He only tenses for a moment before trailing his scarred hands over the female’s soft skin. His fingers flex when he reaches her ass, squeezing as he angles her to deepen each thrust, pounding into her until her hands clutch at the back of the lounge chair she’s bent over.

“Gods, Az, ” she moans. The sound is breathy, muffled further as she presses her face against the fabric of the chair. Her hair is mussed, Cassian notices, her golden curls scattered around her until Azriel sweeps it back and tightens it around a fist. He uses his hold to shift her attention, to tilt her head until widened brown eyes land on Cassian.

Surprise leaves him stumbling back, until his shoulder hits the doorframe with a low thud.

His mind is reeling, yet she stares at him. With her flushed cheeks. And her full lips that part ever so slightly. And those fucking familiar doe eyes that never leave him.

It’s takes a moment for Cassian to piece together that she hasn’t stopped.

Unexpectedly, Elain thrusts back against Azriel—with more intensity than before—as she stares over her shoulder at another male. At him. Cassian, who’s cock twitches against his trousers at the sight of the two people fucking before him. Even from the distance, the interwoven scent of their arousal is enough to threaten the buckling of his knees. Yet, he holds firm against the doorframe until he forces a teasing smile to his lips.

Only then does he move further into the room.

“What do we have here?” he asks simply. Each word is a taunt, yet both Elain and Azriel tremble as if his question were a caress. It’s enough of an invitation that he allows his fingers to find the laces of his trousers, to draw them open and free his straining cock.

“We’re…” Elain begins, but her throat must go dry at the sight of him. Her mouth falls completely open. Her eyes glaze over as he fists himself—slow and purposefully. Circling the chair creaking beneath the weight of the two fae, he moves until he’s inches away from Elain’s face.

Up close, he can see the silvered edges to her eyes, can see the lashes fanning over her cheeks as she blinks up at him. With a rough movement, Azriel pulls on her hair until her back arches and her head tilts up just a bit more, exposing her throat. Her breasts thrust outward at the same time. The fullness of them is the perfect handful, Cassian notes; her pink nipples beg for his tongue.

But he has other plans, even as Azriel continues to fuck her.

“What have you gotten yourself into, Elain?” Cassian clicks his tongue, mock chastising.

“I…” She tries for words. “Az, he—”

“Do your sisters know you’re here, whoring yourself out to the shadowsinger?” His eyes dart up to Azriel and narrow before they shift back to her. “That you’re not getting muddied in a garden, but becoming absolutely filthy in Azriel’s office?”

“They… They don’t.”

“So you’ve been sneaking around?” When he slides his palm over his cock, Elain’s gaze tries to dip down, but Azriel’s hold on her hair keeps her still. “Hoping you wouldn’t get caught?”

Her tongue darts out, wetting her lips. She doesn't say a word, but a low whine escapes her.

“Or did you want someone to find you?” Cassian hums thoughtfully, dragging a thumb over the head of his dick. “Did you fuck Az where anyone can stumble upon you because you weren’t satisfied with just him?”

“I can satisfy her perfectly fine,” Az huffs, picking up his ceaseless onslaught between Elain’s legs.

“Oh, I’m sure.” The corners of Cassian’s lips curve upwards, his grin becoming genuine—less restrained. “I’m simply beginning to get the impression that our Elain would like it better if she were getting fucked by more than one dick.”

His thumb passes over his cock again, coming away wet.

“Isn’t that right, Lainy?” he asks. Yet, he already knows her response. He sees it in the way she blinks up at him, the way she seems torn between thrusting back against Azriel and shifting closer to him. Cassian puts her out of her misery—at least a bit—as he steps imperceptibly closer, raising his hand and the bead of precum that glistens against his skin. He gets his answer when he smears the wetness against her bottom lip, when her tongue arcs in a slow glide and tastes him.

But he needs her to say it.

#elain x azriel x cassian #elriel #cazriel #casslain #elain archeron #azriel #cassian #elain x azriel #elain x cassian #cassian x azriel #acotar #acotar fanfic #acotar smut

[after-witch]

character interactions ! as a fan, i couldn't have asked for a lovelier way to spend christmas with this blog <33 thanks for all the comfort you provide with your yanderes ^^ could we have a tearily whispered "Please ... please, I want to feel the touch of summer again ... Won't you let me? Even just for a moment?" for your winter spirit? he still my all-time favorite yandere !

thank you for the nice message!

note: yandere, uhhh general folklorey fae stuff

--

You blink so prettily as the words tumble from your lips; frozen midwinter dewdrops cling to your lashes. He can't help but lean forward and kiss them, and you close your eyes dutifully to let him do so.

Such a pretty thing, such a sweet thing. The perfect companion to his eternal travels, even though now and then, had silly notions like this.

But ah, he can't forget. You were mortal once, and some part of you is mortal still. Some stubborn part that remembers what it is like to glow with an inner warmth, what it was like to live among the seasons so freely.

"My sweet, my beauty," he says, taking up your gloved hand and giving it a kiss. "If you asked, I would freeze the world for you. I would shut up the rivers and lakes until no man-knife could break it, I would

He kisses each of your gloved fingers. Your breath comes out in white puffs, slow, hopeful. He savors each puff of white mist that brushes the air.

"But," he continues, dropping his voice, "this thing you ask can never be. My lovely thing. My poor thing. " Your lip twitches, and begins to tremble. You might cry, he thinks, but your tears are so pretty when they freeze on your cheek.

"The touch of summer would never reach you, no matter how much I wanted to grant your wish. You would melt away into the streams of the mountain long before the summer sun kissed you, and you would stay there, weeping, until the winter came and froze you again."

He smiles, airily, sharp points of teeth showing. "Perhaps we may sit on the edge of winter and spring for a moment this year?" He rarely did so, because the melting snows and sludge-like grass was a far cry from the beautiful glistening snowy meadows and frozen trees he preferred to roam. But for you, he will endure.

You nod, and draw your furs closer around you.

#yandere #folklore writing #yandere spirit #seasonal spirits #afterwitch writes #'you were mortal once and some part of you is mortal still' is basically from the last unicorn but it's a good line and I needed it! #folklore #original stuffs

[doctorsiren]

theres many questions in this because I don't want to spam you with a lot of asks, and you do not have to draw the answers.

all of them are about your slmau

1.I don't know whether this has been covered or not but was tiny little small child phoenix a werewolf phoenix too?

2.Does the waa go on flying trips for fun sometimes?

3.Were there other monsters who just had their name be their monsters? (phoenix is a phoenix, some poor kid could be name fungus right??? is Angel Starr an angel? Is Damon Dant a demon?)

4.Do vampires still have to drink blood in your au or can they eat other things?

5.Can I make mediocre fan art of your au?

1.

When Phoenix was a kid, he was essentially human. His dormant supernatural genes (werewolf from one side, phoenix from the other) were activated when he swallowed the poison bottle necklace (the little bit of poison/potion left in the bottle reacted with his body and woke up those parts of him).

With Miles, he was human until he was 13, which is when Von Karma turned him into a vampire (in the anime, 13 is the age where he is given the cravat/jabot, and so I have those things happen at the same time)

2.

Trucy, Athena, and Apollo will go flying, but Phoenix is still very much afraid of heights

3.

The Feys are faes/fairies/however you choose to spell it. I think Angel Starr would be a good match for an angel, but Damon Gant is a storm elemental ^^ I’m trying to think of if there’s other characters whose names are related to what monster they are, but I can’t think of any others off the top of my head. For Phoenix, It wasn’t because his name was Phoenix that he became a phoenix. He was probably named after his heritage, much like how people will name their kids after relatives or ancestors. If there was a kid named Fungus, that just means that kid has some terrible parents.

4.

Vampires like Miles (turned vamps) can eat other foods, but the colour red provides more energy and blood is the highest source of energy and nutrition. Natural vampires can’t really process other food that well if it’s not majorly red or doesn’t have blood in it because their bodies weren’t made for that. It won’t kill them, but it’s like a lactose intolerant person eating dairy.

5.

Definitely! I always love to see it!

#doctorsiren #ace attorney #ace attorney au #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #larry butz #trucy wright #silly little monster au #ace attorney fanart #art #digital art #my art #fanart #procreate #I just make stuff up huishuidhd

[acourtofquestions]

Sarah J. Maas really does a good job as a writer when it comes to guiding the reader into the opinion you want them to have for the best emotional investment in the story. … It’s never going to be 100% unanimous (often it’s fun in a way because everyone has their own interpretation, favorites, etc.) however I think her fandoms have more generally conclusive agreements & that’s a pretty impressive feat saying how often her characters & their relationships change; they are built, destroyed, & rebuilt again. The ability to twist the story (even starting with the Beauty and the Beast comparison within A Court of Thorns and Roses is impressive). And I say this as a fan who tends to be PRETTY loyal to my favorites, her books have been an exception.

Tamlin (the beast) is at first a VERY hesitation drawing character, by the time one finally starts to like him; it still feels off (& confusing because isn’t he “supposed to be” the main love interest? “Shouldn’t you” like the MAIN LOVE INTEREST?) then when you finally start to think you love him, your all in on the ship, it starts BREAKING YOUR HEART, until one page changes everything & you now LOATHE HIM FOREVER. 1 book, 7 chapters, & the reader goes through it WITH Feyre.

Rhysand (the beauty😂😊😘) goes from a “who is this tall dark “beautiful” stranger”, to holy**** he’s the one decapitating people😅 & now everyone is terrified of him (for & with Feyre), so the hatred officially starts, until it presses pause because it’s just straight up confusing (“what am I supposed to feel?”) and start getting confused by all the feelings for him; one second he’s annoying, then hilarious, then everyone is drawn to him, until you can’t tell if you like or hate (or love to hate) him. AND THEN SOMETHING IS DEF UP AND YOU NEED TO KNOW WHAT RIGHT NOW so you spend all this time guessing & waiting & brooding & pining—until you think you understand him & “even if it’s fucked up you love him” & then you REALLY do LOVE him and your just WAITING for Feyre to realize it too… And then EVERY shoe drops; you never knew anything, now you know EVERYTHING, & they are officially ENDGAME… until that gets too literal & now your crying CAUSE IT CANT END & thankfully it doesn’t! It just begins 80 times over for Fae Infinity (depending on how that whole death bet bargain goes😅).

Sam we fall for him (even knowing from DAY 1) how it ends; we fall for him because she did; and he did love her. Truly, steadily, from the beginning—to the end. They had something real, a beautiful promise (to be kept… & betrayed, not by them but by the very universe) born among sorrow but not out of it. Something good, built by them. We fall for the assassin, the boy, the best friend; the one that should’ve gotten to be the one or at least gotten more time… the first love, always love, & un-ended one because it’s ending came without a goodbye & before it even had a chance to begin…

Dorian the beautiful & forbidden prince — the good boy, to one day make a good king & a good man; the dreamer you fall for because he wants to make the world better & just might be a better benevolent ruler; ever-looking for his equal to rule by his side. The forbidden affair, yet always almost promised to be — the Daughter of Terrasen & the Son of Adarlan — enemies to friends to lovers (& friends again) burdened with glorious purpose & dark powerful pasts. The might have been; two sides, same coin… seen by all… seemed fit to be…

Chaol the opposites attract; magnets always in orbit always moving toward this; them. The love that brings life, back to-well-life. The guard & The Assassin; the killer & the protector; the prophesied end to evil rule, a woman scorned & hell-bent to burn the crown to the ground — the one who gave everything for an ideal, a good man, given to protect it at the cost of his very life & all he knew; the daughter of ruin & the fallen — the son of ruiners who destroyed to survive, yet survived nonetheless. A truly good man in a world of evil, a goodness that makes her believe again. A resilient sun, she blazes among deaths darkness, he watches her like Icarus. They are the goodness that came out of the ashes. Opposites yet the ones that understood (even to a fault). It was always meant to be… right?! — Their story. You see & fall for yet ANOTHER future, their “brood of children” & running away together. Until…

Rowan I have yet to meet him but from the little (trying to stay spoiler free) he is her match. Though I was strongly team Chaol… and Dorian… and Sam… I am sure I will fall once again…

There is something genius in that

#Sarah J. Maas #Maasverse #Sarah J Maas #Sarah Maas #ACOTAR #ACOMAF #ACOWAR #ACOFAS #TOG #Throne of Glass #Crown of Midnight #Heir of Fire #the Assassin’s Blade #Tamlin #Rhysand #Feyre #Sam Cortland #Dorian Havilliard #Chaol Westfall #Ilias #Celaena Sardothien #Aelin Galathynius #Rowan Whitethorn #writing #writers #written by women #ships #power of writing #audience persuasion #fandom opinion

[riskyruth]

Zigvolt Family HC's/Doodles

I need everyone to know the ungodly amount of time I put into thinking of the Zigvolt family and what I think they all look/act like.

These drawings originally started off as muscle studies (since I can't draw muscles very well) but then just Kinda dived into me just drawing parts of Sebek's family and how I think they'd look.

I know Sebek is half-human half-fae, But i'd like to think there is beastmen sprinkled in his family line that gives him, his mother and Baul a bit more of a beastly appearance. Their family is heavy into working out and they're all very strong (Even dad, in his own way!)

I think mom, grandpa and Sebek are all loud and overly emotional and it makes me smile and giggle and kick my little feet thinking of silly family reunion with all of them or Sebek introducing his family to friends at school. Like TWST can we have a family reunion event and can I plan it pretty please let me bring Najma and Falena and Azul's mom it'll be a great event please TWST 🙏🙏🙏

Yes that is Sebek's dad in the last picture. I think he's SUPER sweet and is always there for everyone when they need it and even if Sebek hates him he loves Sebek and probably calls him constantly to ask him about school. I also think he cannot hear very well so Sebek, his siblings and his mother know ASL so there's that little fun fact for y'all. (Also 'cause I thought it would be humorous to give the very loud Zigvolt family a human dad who is hard of hearing so he doesn't mind their noise)

Anyways I hope y'all love them as much as I do i'm making this post to pull together all of Sebek's fans into following me and talking to me about Sebek Zigvolt and Baul Zigvolt and everyone in their family I love them so much Sebek fans we're few in numbers but that's okay no one understands him like us.

(YES I KNOW I DIDN'T DRAW HIS SIBLINGS I'M STILL FIGURING OUT WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE)

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twst sebek #sebek zigvolt #twst baul #baul zigvolt #i love them soooooooo much pls kiss me all of them #sebeks dads number one fan #YES HIS MOM IS RIPPED she can lift her whole family up with one arm and she swings them around like ragdolls she loves her kids sm #sebek is a mamas boy btw #ALSO THE SCALES??? HELLO?? love those #alr i'll stop talking now #lmao made u look #twst headcanons #they also all have tails btw besides dad

[gurugirl]

hi, guru! would it be possible to get a little teaser for the bfd update 🥹🥹

Ahh sure! Why not? 731 word teaser from the next part below.

“So you don’t think I’m a bad person?”

She chuckled, “Well, I don’t agree with what you did but I could never think you’re a bad person. You can’t help who you fall in love with.”

You drank your hot tea and tried to enjoy yourself with your friend but the longer you and Paloma chatted, the more you missed Fae. No one could replace Fae. She was your other half in so many ways.

“Can I ask you a really personal question? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want.”

You shrugged, “Okay. Sure.” You had an idea of what she was going to ask based on the fact that you’d gotten onto the topic of birth control.

“Is he good? Now that I’m thinking about him like that I can imagine he is.”

You breathed out laughed through your nose and smiled as you looked down into your tea, “He’s good. Yes.” You weren’t sure how deep into it you wanted to get but you’d entertain her for a bit.

“And I bet he’s got a big… dick.” She whispered the word dick quietly.

That’s where you drew the line. You sipped your warm tea and turned your gaze to the corner of the room where someone was just taking their seat.

“I shouldn’t have said that,” she spoke, drawing your attention back to her.

“It’s okay. I’m not sure I want to talk about that anymore, though. Tell me what you’ve been up to.”

It turned out that Paloma didn’t have much to say about herself. She gave you the tiniest bit of information, where she was working, that she’d dated someone a couple of months back and that it didn’t work out, and how she was planning a vacation to Cancun. But that’s it.

It felt strange to divulge such personal things to someone who gave you so little in return. And you should have known that’s what was going to happen. She wanted the dirty details about you and Harry. She wasn’t there to be a friend. Not really. She wasn’t rude but you saw that her motivation was to sate her curiosity.

Maybe you were better off just confiding in your mother. Though, she never asked you things about how sex was with Harry. She always only wanted you to be happy and doing your best.

And it would have been fun to discuss in detail how good you were getting it with Harry. And if Fae weren’t his daughter you’d do that with her. Tell her all about how insane his body is, how strong he is, how big his cock is, and how he eats you out almost every day. You’d totally brag about him with her if things were different. But instead, you were stuck with Paloma who you didn’t want to give too many details to. And besides, you and Harry were still healing. To talk about how he was in bed didn’t seem right. Especially when you didn’t know who she was going to tell.

You stopped at the grocery store on your way home to get some things you needed and you picked up one of those cheap grocery store flower bouquets. Harry had stopped having them sent when shit hit the fan and he moved in. You didn’t know if it was because they were so expensive or just because he hadn’t thought about it what with everything going on, but you figured a small bouquet might feel nice to have in the apartment.

But when you pulled into your building’s parking lot you saw, what looked like Mrs. Styles’ car parked at the front. Of course, perhaps it was someone else’s, you were a bit paranoid lately. You always had your eyes roaming around just in case you accidentally ran into her or Fae.

With one arm occupied by your grocery bag and your other hand holding the small bouquet, you slowly walked up the steps toward your door and thought, maybe it wasn’t Mrs. Styles. Perhaps it was actually just someone with a car like hers. Plus how silly for her to confront you. What good would that do anyone?

“Y/n. I’ve been waiting for you.”

You heard her voice before you saw her and then felt her pull your bag from your arm, “Let me help you. Looks like you’ve got your hands full.”

#ask #bfd!harry #teaser #best friend’s dad Harry

[beansidhebumbling]

For nezriel, monster! Nesta? Like, instead of coming out the Cauldron as an high fae she comes out distinctly Other and then ultimately bonds with azriel over that

It makes sense in that vicious beautiful way the world sometimes does that Nesta Archeron was reborn a monster.

Since her earliest memories of bruised feet and pointe shoes, of braids pulled tight against her scalp, of her mother's face screwed in disgust as she once again failed in all the ways that counted, Nesta knew with tragic certainty she'd come out of the womb wrong.

Wrong for a father who yearned for a boy.

Wrong for a mother who knew the future of her swaddled daughter and wept bitterly, grieving the punishment of womanhood not yet bestowed.

And she but a babe surely cried herself purple and sick with the recognition her soul did not fit in the pink flesh that held it.

When she is poured from the Cauldron, water splashing against flagstones, casting ephemeral shadows, no tears are shed to join that growing puddle she kneels in.

She is livid and despairing, both feelings that should draw hot salty tracks down her face, yet the sting does not come, superseded by a contentment that spreads from her core and radiates out like the sun in July.

Her skin finally fits the soul residing within.

Her sisters weep for they do not understood. It does not hurt, for Nesta Archeron was borne and bred on mistakes, missteps and misunderstandings.

In the bracing air of Hybern her body whispers for the first time,

'I understand you Nesta Archeron.'

As snow falls crisp on mountain peaks she listens.

***

She stays in Hybern. Feyre begs her to come with them and Elain screams, sending a ripple through time itself. But if as a human Nesta had been cutting, now she can bite, with fangs so sharp she nicks herself many a time before learning to retract them.

And when she gnashes her teeth at the merry band of fools it is seconds before those she loves are whisked away in whirls of night and fire.

As if she was ever a threat to her sisters.

The shadow male lingers, sharp eyes drawing over her frame, taller and wider than in the time before, casting an appreciative glance at her feathered wings and long tail that wraps around around her thigh.

He is odd she thinks.

He becomes odder still as he bows deeply and says in a low rumble,

'Fan anseo m'anam.'

***

There is a compulsion to linger on the mountain top, to burrow down in a nearby cave and wait.

But for her, raised in a world built for others, ignoring instinct is second nature.

Smile when you wish to frown.

Simper when you wish to scream.

Run when you wish to wait.

She goes to the bog. Makes home amidst wet peat and ferns. There are monsters there but she with silver flame and fang has no issue protecting her own.

She finds peace in the shadows.

The shadows find her too.

***

Two moons have passed when he lands.

A dramatic crashing affair, she hears him tumbling through the thicket like a newborn fawn, long before he comes to stand glaring before her.

Some Spymaster.

He huffs.

'I told you to wait.'

She pokes him in the stomach with her tail.

'Move. You're blocking my light.'

He sits beside her, just close enough that she could grasp his thigh if she wished, far enough away that no part of him risks touching her.

'I told you to wait.'

This time it's a plea.

She squints in his direction, raising a wing to block the sun so she can take him in.

He looks terrible. His usual shining curls are dry and tangled, she spots a few oak leaves caught in the fray.

***

[cannibal-stag]

about this blog (and me) :3

my name is fable (or fae for short), and this is my hannibal sideblog that i finally made after months of telling myself i didn't need another sideblog

LITERALLY NONE OF MY POSTS ARE THAT SERIOUS IM JUST HERE TO CHILL

my hannibal fic masterpost

on this blog:

• no bigotry obvs

• i make original posts, including text posts, art, and links to my fics. please do not repost my art :)

• there will also be many reblogs

• i don’t post/reblog super explicit nsfw stuff, but there are nsfw posts/themes/jokes on this blog, and they will not be tagged

• blood and gore will not be tagged

• my tags are generally for organization's sake. my main tags will include:

for my original posts #fable's stuff

for text-reliant posts #txt

for image-reliant posts #img

for my art #fable draws

for general art #art

for my writing/fanfic #fable writes

for general writing/fanfic #fanfic

for hannigram specific #hannigram

for later reference/to read #bookmark

should any significant ones be added, i’ll list them here.

• this user is LGBTQ+, pro-Palestinian (and anti-Zionist), pro-BLM, etc.

• i’m half mexican and also (mostly) fluent in spanish

• i'm very friendly! but i tend to get nervous talking via DMs so they'll usually be closed unless i follow you. ask box will sometimes be open, sometimes be closed.

• posts will revolve around characters, very rarely the actors. this is not an actor fan blog bc i tend to get uncomfortable idolizing real people and I don’t like being too emotionally invested in celebrities. if you do talk about/post about the actors, you’re still more than welcome! it’s just not my thing so i won’t post about them much

• this blog is for fun, and my philosophy with fandom is ALWAYS “this is all fake, and i'm here to have fun". that's not to say i don't love a good discussion/ analysis, and disagreements in fan spaces are normal and okay:)

• i love/like most of the characters in the show so if you see me making a post shitting on them/making fun of smth they did there is a 99.999% chance it’s a joke lol

• unless it’s mason verger. if i make a post shitting on him i mean it :3

my Ao3 is SokkaWithHisHairDown

my main blog is @gay-fae

#fable’s stuff #hannibal #pinned

[boopshoops]

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For Jojo, Shishi, and Ezzie (The Twst OCs ;w;) for the OC Ask meme)

Similarly to the last post!! This is color coded: me/narrator as default, blue as Jocia, and green as Ezra

🥣what's your favorite food?

"So this is some sort of interview? Alright then," Jocia gruffly responded, slouching over in her seat upon realizing the question was actually rather simple. She grinned, "Bulgogi's a fav. It's something my sister showed me when we were kids. Apparently she was trying to learn more about our family history or somethin', did a damn lot of research too."

"It's not something I looked much into myself, but I'm a complete sucker for anything barbecued or grilled. I think... Oh yeah, we tried it out on a camping trip. I stole some of hers off her plate," Jocia chuckled, scratching at the back of her head as she reminisced, "I gave her hell during that trip. Wouldn't be surprised if that's why we never did something like that again. Made it up to her later, though."

-

"Ooh! How fun!" The professor exclaimed with a sharp-toothed grin, "Let's see, should I go into detail? I don't see why not. You're supposedly looking into learning more about me after all, little sprout," He cheerfully pondered aloud, politely folding his hands in his lap.

"My favorite dish is Pasta Alla Gricia. It's absolutely divine. With most of the foods I like, they've unfortunately been changing and shifting in ways I'm simply not a fan of with the passage of time. BUT! With this? It's only gotten better since the first time I tried it one hundred years ago! I'll gladly buy you some sometime, little sapling. Oh! Perhaps I can get some for the whole class... Like a day of celebration after one of our competitions! It's important for student's to destress, after all!~" Ezra hummed to himself with a firm nod.

🥰do you think you're attractive?

"Uh..." The woman droned on, crossing her arms over her chest. She offered a casual nod after perusing her own thoughts, "Like, physically? Sure, yeah," She bluntly answered.

"It's not really something I've thought too much of before. I guess looking in the mirror and seeing how far I've come gives me something to be proud of. Especially since I'm... not the best at styling. Everyone else in the family got all that."

"But, hell, I've worked hard on myself. Even if working out and such is more of a chill hobby of mine, I'm still confident in how I'm built. Not to mention I can see little parts of the people around me in myself too, yeah? Like- an old friend of mine regularly helps me dye my hair, and I got my piercings at the same time as my brother. If I didn't like those parts of myself, it feels kinda like a dig on them too. No matter whatcha think anyway, there are gonna be people out there who think you're pretty sick."

"...Eh, I'm not good at getting all sappy."

-

Ezra blinked, his drawing his lips into a line. His brows furrowed, "This is a difficult question to be modest about, isn't it?" He awkwardly chuckled, bringing a hand up to massage his temple.

"Oh, I don't know. I have a lot of things I have to work on, truly. It's quite an ordeal. Not that I'm not proud of my appearance! After all, a lot of it was greatly inspired by my late father."

"...Ah! I forgot to mention- I'm a changeling fae, of course. I'm not the biggest fan of shapeshifting, however, so I try my best to correlate my appearance to my adoptive human family. In that way, I suppose topics such as 'attractiveness' are a bit more complicated to someone like me, dear," He finished, dodging and weaving around the actual question through his rambles.

🏘️where's your happy place?

Jocia brightened up a bit at this, smirking as the answer came easily, "With my siblings," she replied briefly.

"They're fun as hell to be around. We got each other's backs. They're a bunch of little shits sometimes, but we know each other better than anyone else," She paused, "At least... most of us. More of a reason for me to get home, as if I didn't need any more of one already."

-

"My classroom, of course! Oh, it's so fun!" The teacher excitedly replied, eccentrically taking the time to pop up out of his seat and lean over the table, "It's where I spend most of my time! Working with students in bloom, watching their talents grow, listening to my favorite stars sing broadway, tending to my adorable potted plants..." He babbled on endlessly, happily explaining to no end.

"...I haven't been here for very long, that is true, but it has very quickly become my favorite place to be. So much so I often get caught up in things and forget to attend meetings. I suppose me and the other fae individuals here have that in common... I'm working on that, however! Got to make sure my memory is in top condition!"

"Is that it? 'Kay. Be seeing ya."

-

"This was very pleasant! Thank you kindly for inviting me."

Ask Game!

Yuu Shi's responses are here

#boopshoopsramblings #twisted wonderland #boopshoopsoc #twst #twst oc #disney twst #oc #twst wonderland #original character #oc art #jocia gains #ezra goldspire #tcoav #boopshoopswriting

[fizzigigsimmer]

Dragon!Shifter AU

I wrote a little in the tags on the OG post but I am still thinking about this so...

The way Billy arrived at the academy, swooping over the castle and roaring loud enough to shake the walls before he flew up towards the Grandmaster’s tower and disappeared into the clouds, there’s no way for anyone not to know who he is and what he is.

Steve’s very used to the way the student body can latch onto a person and OBSESS. You’d think, with their powers and their lineages that the students wouldn’t be effected by things like fan mania, but no, they’re just as impressed by pretty faces and showboating as ordinary humans are. Steve can’t go anywhere without his classmates stuffing the poems and ballads they’ve composed - praising his pale elfin good looks and comparing him to snowdrops, stars, and moonlight - under his pillow or in his satchel when he isn’t looking. And at least once a week someone actually gets up the courage to stand in the courtyard and sing. He’s been crowned King of Midsummer every year that he’s been old enough to attend the end of term festival reserved for the higher level students.

But from the minute Billy Hargrove saunters out of the Grandmaster’s quarters he’s all anyone can talk about. It’s so fucking annoying. His golden skin and sun streaked hair, his glittering blue eyes and the flames that (apparently) dance in them when he’s wielding magic (Steve wouldn’t know because he can’t stand the prick and the less time spent in his company the better) and the inked markings that decorate his back and shoulders that glow gold just before he shifts his shape.

Steve knows Billy’s markings intimately because he sees them three times a week during Champions practice, usually right after Hargrove strips naked and dives from the banks of Emerald Lake, changing shape in a burst of golden magic just so he can knock Steve and the rest of his teammates off their feet with a ten foot wave. And Billy does that shit on purpose, because he doesn’t have to be big as a house when he shifts.

Billy has a demi form, effectively no bigger than a kitten. Steve can hold most of his bendy lizard like body in the palm of his hand while Billy’s long serpentine tail coils around his wrist, warm despite the cool scales that line his body. No one knew dragons could go small like this. Well, correction, Steve supposes it makes a lot of sense now why humans call so many lizards dragons. Wingless, one scaly lizard thing scuttling around looks like another, and it turns out Dragons have been coming to the human world far more often than people think.

Steve discovers that Billy can go small after Flight Studies one day, which he’s endlessly thankful is not one of the classes he has to share with Hargrove. While some elves have strong enough magic and a sturdy enough connection to the fae realm that they can achieve winged flight, Steve remains as grounded and talentless in this area as they come. It’s enough of a sore spot as it is because his dad and all of his cousins fly. The last thing he wants to put up with is Hargrove giving him shit about it.

Steve comes back from class still wingless, but sweaty from all that straining to connect with Gia, and immediately heads to the room he shares with Tommy in the Blue Hall to change before supper. He doesn’t expect to find anything but shirts and tunics in his drawer, so he nearly shrieks the house down when he opens it to find a big lizard thing coiled up in a nest of his shirts.

Patrick, one of the selkies who shares the room next door, comes running in to see what the commotion is about just as the scaly creature raises its long neck, blue green scales glinting in the late afternoon sunlight and yellow eyes fixed on Steve as it opens its mouth and hisses. It has a small row of very sharp looking teeth and a very pink tongue.

Steve slams the drawer shut.

“Whoa! What was that?!“ Patrick demands, drawing closer, only to scurry back along with Steve as the drawer with the creature inside rattles violently.

“I have no idea. Probably another one of Munson’s freaky little pets.” Steve seethes, speaking of the boy from Black Hall who is infamous for his love of dark magical creatures, the more dangerous the better. The drawer rattles hard before suddenly popping open, and one very pissed lizard crawls its way out onto the top of the dresser. it twists its upper body until its head faces the two gaping boys. For a moment Steve admires the elegance of its long body and the dramatic spiny fins that raise from its back as it elongates itself, thinking that the strangely human expression of absolute grump that it wears on a decidedly lizard like face is unexpectedly funny... and then the creature opens its mouth and Steve and Patrick bolt with a yelp, scrambling for the door as a stream of electric blue flame erupts from the creature’s mouth.

The House Head thinks they are pulling a prank when they bring him back to deal with the beast, only to find the room completely creature free and no sign of anything burning. But Steve knows what he saw, and Patrick isn’t known for being a prankster so the Head promises to go over to Black Hall and have a talk with Munson. He advises the boys to keep their windows shut going forward, so nothing has an opportunity to crawl in.

It doesn’t work, because Steve doesn’t know it but the creature was actually a dragon shifter who also happens to live in Blue Hall, just one floor below. Steve doesn’t notice either that first time that one of his shirts is missing.

Long before Billy was ready to admit he liked Steve as a person, he liked the smell of his soap and his magic. Dragons are creatures of indulgence, so the things they like they take to horde. Steve never gets that shirt back or any of the other things Billy ends up claiming from Steve’s room. Not until Steve starts sleeping in his bed. But anything he brings back with him from Billy’s room, Billy just replaces with something else.

It’s expensive dating a dragon, is what he’s saying. The only solution is to cohabbitate.

 The First Part

#harringrove #billy x steve #Billy Hargrove #Steve Harrington #elf!steve #dragon!billy #the difference between elves and fairys is tolkien and santa clause so for this I'm keeping the two blended #poor wingless little elf #poor smol dragon being woken from his nap like that