hi there, I saw we can request barbie icons, may I request one of our papa pedro pascal please? thanks in advance <3
Yessss you got it! I’m out to go see Barbie today 🤪 but I’ll make it tonight! 💕
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Hold on I just had an idea for some lines
Woman: I pity the vagina that you came out of—
Man: well jokes on you princess I was a C-section
Woman: this explains so much! You weren’t even born you were just removed! your a tumour baby! Ha!
I had to write these down! I’m sorry
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Can I just say, your writing is so good. The angst hurts. The fluff gives the warm fuzzys. The humor is absolutely perfect. I’m still cackling over the fact that Aren accidentally gave Kusuo lycanthropy by kissing him like some kind of STD. Also, your oneshots that you posted for the Parahuman and Werewolf AUs left me craving for more. No pressure though, I definitely know what it’s like to lack inspiration when it comes to writing. 1/3
!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH ANON
sorry for all the typos im too lazy to proofread something that isnt a fanfic lol
seeing these rambles of asks literally made my night
youre in luck in terms of the werewolf oneshot, because it and the parahumans one were both unfinished concepts. BUT im working on the werewolf one. no promises or an idea at all when itll be done, but the current version is already 8k words (the snippet posted of it is only the firzt 3k)
if you wanna dm me your username i can message you whenever that oneshot gets posted. though no pressure because i have absolutely NO idea when ill finish it but ive been wanting to wrap it up soon and its nearing the end, obly maybe 3 or 5k more words on that one
i dont think ill be working on that oneoff parahumans oneshot again, but maybe someday. the general plot continuing after the snippet would be: kusuo was incapacitated because he overused his telekinesis to throw leviathan, and because his powers are modified to have intense limits to fit in the setting of worm, he literally put so much telekinetic pressure on his own arm in the process that it just.. exploded. so he looses an arm and then it continues to where kuusuke realizes that the wards and protecterate are just really shit, and even though his brother literally lost a fucking arm, all they care about is the fact that he "didnt remember his limits" or "all that power is wasted" so the two of them wind up quitting (leaving in secret) to become dubiously moral rogue heroes. and then villains.
hope that can satiate that oneshot a bit lol
for the eldritch kusuo comparison, i genuinely do not know either of those at all, so i sadly cant comment 😅
tysm im very glad you enjoy my writing ;w; i definitely embody the definition of "youre your own worst critic" so hearing that is so amazing
just. thank you. was already having a pretty good night after a bad day and this just made it a fantastic one. youre the best, take care, have a marigold for the road <3
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✨ 🌈 🥸🍕🛏 💌
✨What's one area of your writing that you think needs the least amount of improvement?
Hmm, coming up with something to write I think. I always seem to have something in my think tank even if I forget the original concept for it. That's how we get candle demon fusions ♥
🌈 What research do you plan on doing for your writing?
Otherworld/Kai realm hierarchy for Forbearance, specifically whatever information is useful below the Supreme Kai and around Grand Kai level. Everything else, I'm BSing from 20 years of internalized facts 👌🏾
🍕Will you be making any changes to your posting schedule (if you have one)? (Or do you want to establish a posting schedule?)
I never thought about this before, I definitely don't have a posting schedule but I feel like having one would be useful. I'll work on that. ♥
🥸 Does anyone in IRL know you write fanfic or original fiction? If not, do you plan on telling anyone this year?
Two of them do. ♥
🛏 Is there a new trope you'd like to write this year?
Amnesia, more Forbidden Love, maybe some more specific AUs, and whatever The Way of The House Husband is.
💌 Are you willing to take requests or prompts for writing?
Of course! Outside of events, I found I like to do request prompts in between my own fics to keep things fresh. It's been a minute since I took normal writing requests but they will return soon! ♥
WRITER GOAL ASK LIST FOR A NEW YEAR 🎉
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sometimes i like writing ominous dialogue for horror!bami, its very fun
im sure theyre a completely normal, not evil, not sadistic individual
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Sharing my dreams on here now bc they’re wild and want to inflict them on my mutuals.
I dreamed that my family had to move to England, and it was the start of the school year and I was like. The new Yeehaw American kid there. And this school was also like. Inside a castle, they just like put classrooms in it. And it was really snowy and I kept falling face first in snow and slipping on ice and all the kids kept looking at me bc I didn’t have like. English legs or whatever.
But the best part was when the kids were like. Gym class! Let’s play an American game for the new kid. And it was dodgeball/capture the flag. But they were playing wrong and I was really confused so I started playing more competitively and like getting people jailed and stealing the flags. And then they were like wooo! It’s time for halftime. And they brought out this jock and a really pissed kangaroo and were like. Yeaaaa kick off! And the jock was like. You’re gonna need to move or else the kanga might come after you. But I was stuck and the thing went nuts and I was running through the halls of this castle RUNNING from this agitated kangaroo. And I hid from it in the fucking. Ye olde kitchen. And it started talking to m about life, creepy shit like. And I hate that I remember this vividly:
Soon they will have me in the ground but I will be sure that you will follow. Such is the rage in decay, such is the defeat in immobility. You too hide like crawling things in the warm earth, afraid of the endless unknown above.
and then it started like crashing around in the kitchen so I ran out and back to the gym but it was all overgrown with plants and tall grasses in trippy colors and everyone was hiding. And the gym teacher popped up and said “there is nothing left to do but hide! Play your tapes and the sound will cover us:” so I found a section of grass to lie down in and there were these old cassette tapes and everyone started playing them and they were recordings of their voices saying things and I played mine and it was gibberish. And the Kangaroo came back into the gym and slowly emerged from the tall grass looking at me.
And then I woke up.
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