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willowser · 1 year

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you don't know how much comfort your dragon king bkg drabble has given me ever since you posted it!! i keep reading it i love it sm 🥹

as it turns out, the man bakugou is — a bit harder to handle.

he sleeps like a heathen; you once thought the dragon bakugou to be a bit lazy, with how often he tended to curl up in the fields of grass, warm under the sun, but now — it would seem his little human form needs significantly less rest.

almost up all hours of the day, and when he does finally lay down, he's everywhere. a mess of limbs: one thrown carelessly out to the side and the other bent at an angle you can't believe doesn't hurt his joints. his head stays tucked into you somehow, either buried in your neck or pressed against your ribs — or you'll wake to find him nose-to-nose with you. he still snores like a dragon, however.

you're also beginning to wonder if there is a bottom to the pit of his stomach. he ate much before, whole fields of things, but you expected that appetite to dwindle, at least a little, now that his stomach has decreased considerably in size. and in number ? you're not even sure how many stomachs a dragon has; that's not something that was mentioned in the fairytales.

it burns through him quickly, gives him more energy than he needs, and it doesn't ever seem to affect his weight much. already, he's huge and thick with muscle and eating as much as he does never dulls the severity of his cut abdomen. not that you're looking all that much.

— not that you have a choice not to, as he seems to have little-to-no understanding of —

the door to the bathhouse kicks open, with enough force that you already know who it is without ever turning to look. you try not to shriek when you see him, because he seems to like that in some evil, impish way.

you've been alone to wash so far, thankfully, as the inn you'd managed to find was small and far enough out from the nearest kingdom that the occupancy was low — enough for you and your little brute.

the man bakugou comes to stand in front of the bath, blinking and huffing against the steam. finding clothes for him was — nearly impossible, and so the trousers you'd found hanging on someone's line outside fit above his ankles, a bit too tight around his waist. instead of a shirt, you've wrapped him in a scratchy linen, swaddled him up like a baby to cover the small smattering of scales that decorate his body, almost like freckles from the sun, though they gleam just as bright and red as they ever have. no matter his form.

a horn has started to sprout, on the right side of his forehead, and you've done your best to cover that, too.

you have no idea how long this man thing will last. if it's permanent or if he even has control over it. the last thing you need is for him to switch back, somehow, while you're in the middle of feeding him, absolutely demolishing whatever tavern you're in and calling all of king todoroki's guards to attention.

bakugou grunts, almost sleepy, and tosses a fat, weighty sack onto the edge of the bath. it jingles a certain jingle that makes your heart stop.

"oh, allfather—" you move for the edge, awkwardly keeping one arm against your chest despite the fact that he's seen it all by now. when you peek inside and confirm your fears, you lob it back to him furiously, as if it were a steaming potato. "where do you keep getting this stuff?"

things have started to turn up, miraculously. shiny things — like coins and rings and gems. things he could not have simply found rolling around in the dirt.

"go put it back!" you hiss at him, and the tone of your voice makes his frown deepen. you never realized how pouty he was, when he was still a dragon.

you think he understands you, and you're pretty certain he just chooses not to listen; instead of doing what you've told him in the slightest, he simply dumps the coin-purse to the floor, and then lets his linen and stolen trousers cover it as he unceremoniously undresses.

the biggest issue that you would say the man bakugou poses is — his complete lack of understanding of personal space.

"bakugou!" your voice wavers, shocked again by his nakedness. as if you haven't seen it all by now. "no, you — get out!"

but he does the exact opposite, which is hop into the steaming water, ignoring the arm you hold out to keep him away as he saddles up beside you. skin against scales, pressing a nose into your hair to huff out his annoyance, to make it something you can feel.

if anyone were to walk in right now, they would — probably think the lie you'd told the innkeeper was true. that you are a simple traveler and this is your mute, over-sized husband.

regardless, you think this behavior isn't polite. especially in a public bathhouse.

"bakugou," you try again, turning your face away as you speak to the wood-paneled wall. "i'm taking a bath, you have to wait your turn."

all you receive in response is another huff against your ear and a low rumble of disagreement from his chest.

he has yet to speak back, and has only used inhuman sounds as his points of conversation. the only word you've ever heard him utter is oi, which he does when he really thinks he needs your attention. you're starting to wonder if he's named you that in his head. oi.

curiously, you turn back to him and the movement has him pulling his face from your hair, just enough that he can look down at you, too. watch you, with the red-rippled sea in his eyes.

they're — amazing, you will admit. just as bright and detailed as they always have been. fit for a fairytale told by the fire, veiled by the soft-ash of his lashes. he watches you through them, half-lidded, and you wonder if it's something other than fatigue that has them so heavy.

"do you know what i'm saying?" you ask quietly, voice lacking the firm heat you want it to. instead it's heavy, too, weighted by something soft and unfamiliar and frightening. "can you even understand me?"

bakugou doesn't respond, not with a huff or a rumble or ever a purr, like the one he let out on the night he lay over you by the lake. you've only heard it sparingly since then, oftentimes in his sleep when his face is pressed into you.

you try not to frown at his silence, try not to let it disappoint you because it shouldn't; he's a dragon afterall, and you're not sure what it matters. the little horn protruding from his forehead catches your eye and you reach up to touch it gently, watching him blink away the water that drips from your wrist — and then he's turning into you again, too close.

beneath the water, you feel his hands skate up your bare thighs, wrap around your waist until your chest is pulled flush against his. you feel his huff, again, against the damp skin of your neck but it's slower, lighter. not laced with his frustration. some unknown thing you feel guilty for liking.

you drop your hand to his hair, rushing full force into all the damned things you've thought about doing but have been too afraid to. he's soft between your fingers, and you trace your nails lightly against his scalp until he groans quietly; a new noise, one you don't know how to translate.

your fingers stop when they brush upon little spines that have grown at the base of his skull, that have started to trail down the center of his back.

suddenly, tangled up in the bath with him, you wonder how much time you have left.

bakugou huffs again into your skin, a little fiercer this time, and it's because of his light jostling that you realize how rigid you've gone. you try to relax so that he will, too, though you must not do a convincing job, because a sharp nip comes to your earlobe.

"ow!" you squeal, but he doesn't let you go far, not even as you try to jerk away from him. in fact, the harder you try the more his teeth show: into your cheek and the point of your jaw and then dangerously low on your neck.

it's not until you finally freeze that he stops, huffing again, with a warmth that burns more than the steaming water.

and then, very quietly, he grumbles, "shitty wife," into your collarbone, just before biting you again.

#anon dear friend i am so happy you have enjoyed it !!! and that it has comforted you in some way !!#i am wrapping you up in a big hug and so is our bratty lil dragon🥹#this message was just so cute and i wanted to write more for you !!!#this is all for you my peach my plum 😌 thank you for being here and reading my silly things !! giving me a reason to share them !!!#how fuuuuunnnn i am enjoying him way too much LOL #he's a brat !! a biter !!! he does what he wants !!!#god this is going to become a thing on here isn't it LOL might as well start a tag because i have much more to say !!#the lil world-building i have done for this in my mind...you have no i dea LOL #thank you again dearest !!#he he he he said THIS IS MINE 😊#and by this he means YOU 👀#๑ remember me love: bakugou ๑ #✿ willow writes #✿ ask willow #✿ thoughts: bakugou

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2aceofspades · 2 months

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wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait

is today your birthday?????

(if not, feel free to absolutely ignore this message, i mightve gotten too excited)

but if it iiisss..... HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS TO YOUUUU!!!

But tbh, regardless of if it is ur bday or not, I hope your day is full of many nice things, and whatever you need for the day, because you absolutely deserve it <3

Im also definitely not sliding a sweet treat sneakily in ur direction nosiree, no sneakiness here >_>

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Yes it is! Hurray!!

Thank you thank you!! I'm over here getting old hehe~

But!

I'm feeling good this year and I'm so so SO grateful for that. Thank you for making it all the more special, morse anon 😁🌟!

Also...I got my eye on you, ya sneakster~

#ace answers #acey doodles #thank you again so so much my dear morse anon!!#you're the best 🌟#until next time...#:)

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skyafied · 11 months

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hi there! i really liked your heavy redraws and saw you were asking for suggestions so may I ask for a little red Oktoberfest smooch or general fluff? pretty please 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Oh yes yes you absolutely may!! Thank you so much for the request and kind words, I’m so glad you liked them!!! I am shaking you and spinning around rn!! 💥

As for the Red Oktoberfest fluff-

I think they both express love in their own way!! I love old men yaoi!!! I also managed to dig up this very old WIP, maybe I’ll get around to finishing it sometime :’D

#eden art #ask #they are!! so dear to me!!!!#tysm for the ask anon #hope you’re having a wonderful day!! enjoy your gay men!!!#I had to rush this a little so I’m sorry if it’s a bit wonky haha #you guys seemed to really like these past few posts!! thank you all!!!#oh yeah and also suggestions are still open for just tf2 stuff in general :’)#request as much as you’d like and I’ll do my best to respond in a timely manner!!#tf2 #team fortress 2 #heavy tf2 #medic tf2 #archimedes tf2 #red oktoberfest #heavymedic

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missmungoe · 11 months

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If you have a moment, you should go check out TricksterMelon on Twitter :) I hope you like it <3

I am speechless

#I saw your comment on AO3 and YOU!! YOU'RE THE ANON WHO COMMISSIONED A COVER FOR SIREN'S CALL THAT TIME #YOU'RE LIKE A MASKED ZORRO SWEEPING INTO MY LIFE WITH THESE INCREDIBLE GIFTS #I...I don't even know what to say #I'm still trying to wrap my head around that you got me this #and for THIS FIC which is so dear to me #and WHAT A BREATHTAKING COVER!!!!!#THE COLOURS #THE *KISS*#THE NAVY FLEET AND THE CANNONBALLS FLYING IN THE BACKGROUND #and SHANKS AND MAKINO #I know this is for Long Live but honestly this could be the cover of Shanties as a whole #it's just...perfect #this is seriously one of THE most beautiful artworks I've ever received #I don't have Twitter but can you or someone please tell the artist how much I love this???#TricksterMelon if you see this I am in AWE #oh my god I need to learn bookbinding so that I can PUT THIS ON THE ACTUAL COVER OF THIS FIC #I am so incredibly touched by this anon THANK YOU SO MUCH<3<3<3 #Shanks x Makino #otp: sing me sea shanties #this made me so happy I...am just going to sit here and feel for a bit<3 #Shanties art

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c28hunter · 5 months

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saw another anon doing this and (because i'm a jure girlie (gn)) i gotta ask: what's your favourite(s) jure pic?

JUHUHU HAHAHA LET ME SHOW YOU

Him happy just like that:

Kitty with flowers 🥺:

OUGH:

#joker out #jure maček #HE IS JUST SO WYXHWJOAKA #walking ray of sunshine and yet he has THAT SOMETHING #thank you very much dear anon #anon asks

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the-kingshound · 8 months

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if Mordred has MC to feed him when he's unwell as comfort, then I'll feed you when you feel unwell as well!!!!!!!!!!!! on a more serious note, take care <3333333

Aww a very very appreciated gesture in these hard times❤

#cute lovely anon #thank you so much dear

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marimayscarlett · 8 months

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We sold similar hoddies to Richard's where I worked and I think the brand of hoddie could be commes des garçons x

Now I'm rather curious where Richard would go and buy his clothes 😇

But yes, you're absolutely right! I found both the normal hoodie and the zipper hoodie (thanks to @sechsherzen I realised those are two different clothing items!!) through a quick search online. They seem to be part of the colour block series of the japanese fashion label Comme the Garçons.

So the secret of the origin of Richard's favourite hoodie(s) is revealed thanks to you, dear anon 🥰 (Now everyone who wants to can go in partner look with Richard's comfy good luck traveling outfit 😌)

#ask #thank you so much for your tip dear anon!!#those are some high quality hoodies i must say #more lore for the pink hoodie discours #Richard's pink hoodie #pink hoodie lore #@sechsherzen you were right those ARE pretty expensive #rammstein #richard kruspe #rzk

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sebsxphia · 2 years

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PLEASE GIVE US YOUR OLD MONEY JAKE THOUGHTS PLS IM BEGGING

old money aesthetic with jake.

> although he was born and raised texas, the money from his parents ranch means they have homes across europe.

> he’ll take you to northern italy, southern france or switzerland.

> jake will always ensure you have the prettiest clothing from dior or ysl, with perfumes to delicately match.

> he’ll take you out in his parents yacht to a remote corner of italy, or fly you in his daddy’s helicopter to islands off dubai.

> he loves to spoil you rotten and have you pressed into his side at all times, reminding the world that you are his.

songs.

#💌you’ve got mail #thank you so much for this dear anon!! this was definitely different to what i’ve done before #but i hope you enjoy!! 💌💖💘#jake hangman seresin #jake hangman x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #hangman x reader #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin x you #jake hangman x you #hangman x you

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bye-bye-sunbird · 2 years

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Could I ask you to consider Capitano's dove managing to make a flower crown? Their hands are cold and bruised, seeing as the only flowers they could find were as stiff as the Snezhnayan snow.

The captain is angry — livid even, but you smile. Your fingers brush over his mask, as you drape a messy crown of leaves and wildflowers over his hair. You reach for his hand, and tangle his fingers with yours. Your eyes finally greet his own, but he can feel the ice that coats your fingertips through his gloves.

"I missed you."

Your voice is hoarse.

Oh yes anon, you get my aesthetic.

"What have you done?"

He could still feel your wounded, soft fingers next to his face. He could smell the mixture of iron and the soft lavender you used to perfume your inner wrists even now as you hold his hand, like a ghostly trace slowly vanishing with the wind.

A single drop of blood falls from the crown and on top of your face, sliding off your warm cheeks.

"I missed you."

Your voice is hoarse.

You had imprinted on your countenance the traces of illness. Your eyes were dull, your lips colorless and dry. You looked like a sacred sculpture of a martyr. He had to resist the impulse to kneel before you and swear an oath; seeing you was a need for him, a need all the more irresistible as his devotion had reached its extreme.

You weakened him, he realized. He would do anything for you, no matter how degrading. He was nothing but a lap dog at your service. And it had only taken you three words and a bleeding flower crown.

"My dove, what have you done?" he repeated, looking down at your bruised fingers.

#I LOVED writing this thank you so much dear #the capitano agenda #little dove darling #anon ask #yandere genshin impact #yandere #genshin impact x reader #yandere imagines #yanderecore #yandere x reader #yandere genshin impact x reader

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studentinpursuitofclouds · 10 months

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I dunno if anyone's asked this already, so I'm writing it anonymously

How do you think the bachelorettes or bachelors would react if they found out you turned their kids into birds?

Oh wow...

Ok, let me take a quick look at my masterlist... Nope, I don't see such a question, so it will be a new headcanon 😀

I also have a large number of bachelors asks, so to be fair I'll make this one about bachelorettes. I hope you don't mind dear anon, since you asked "or" (I'm not lazy, I'm trying to be fair!) Anyway, thanks for ask 👋

⚠️ Warning: angst, mention of blood, mention of violence, loss of children, nervous breakdown

Leah:

"You did not do anything bad to our children. You wouldn't dare. You did NOT do that to OUR CHILDREN!!!!" If Leah had one of her sculptor's tools at hand, she would immediately turn into a deadly weapon. That even an easel will strike a man just as hard as a sword if it is in the hands of a furious and in tears mother who has just lost her children. Somebody's blood will be spilled on the floor...

Penny:

When Penny heard about what the Farmer had done to their children, she just dropped to her knees. She stared glassy-eyed at the man she thought was the love of her life, not understanding why this had happened. Hysterical, she would crouch in a corner and scream loudly. To Penny, her family, her spouse, her children, is the treasure of her life, and what happened made Penny's mind wobble.

"Mother..." *hic* "Mooootheer..."

Haley:

Screaming and throwing things. Haley can't control her emotions. And who can blame her for reacting this way when the one she married essentially killed their precious children? Not even death, but a fate worse than death, to wander like the damned, in the body of a short-lived bird, at the hand of their own parent... Screaming and throwing things. Haley wished she wasn't so helpless right now... That she could get her kids back, that she could punch her (already ex) spouse with all her might, that she... She...

Screaming and throwing things... What else could she do...?

Abigail:

Abigail, in utter shock, heard clearly her inner voice, which kept saying one word: run. And she ran. Without stopping, she ran to the forest, to the tower, to that strange wizard man. Abigail run because she needed help. She needs help to get her children back. She needs help to find out what happened to her husband. Because what stood before her in their house is not even a human being, it cannot be...

Emily:

"Turn into pigeons? Oh, you bought pigeon costumes for our little ones? That's very nice of you, I remember they wanted animal costumes." Only Emily's smile slid lower and lower every second as her spouse stood before her, not saying a word. "Honey..." Her voice broke. "Please tell me you bought costumes for them. Please...Tell me what you bought..." She could say no more, and her spouse's blank and indifferent stare made the situation even more tense.

"Yoba, help me...."

Maru:

But that's... It defies all logic. Dark magic? What do they mean "turn into pigeons"? What are they talking about? Where... are her children? Maru thinks her spouse has a fever. She wants to stay calm, not show aggression, and just ask what happened and where the children are. But another part of her, her instinct for self-preservation, is screaming that she needs to run to safety. Run home to her parents and stepbrother. Run for help. Why can't she stop shaking...?

#here we go more angst #i really can't imagine how all girls must feel when they realized what happened to their kids #it's truly a horror #but anyway yay another headcanon #i wonder if you are the same anon who always asks about some sad HD #I don't mind of course! I actually like writing it as much as i like write fluff and humor #so here's your glass dear anon. enjoy #thanks for asking!#stardew valley #sdv #sdv headcanons #sdv emily #sdv haley #sdv leah #sdv abigail #sdv maru #sdv penny

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knightinink · 9 months

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🔥So, Why Dip?☕

Well, I’ll tell ‘ya. Get your blankets & warm drinks, & get ready for a fireside chat with me about why I absolutely, positively, love Dip.

🔥 ☕

Their characters are so interesting to me, because on the surface, they seem like night & day; complete opposites that would never get along with one another. Digging a little deeper into their character, however, reveals that there’s more to them than initially meets the eye.

-Damien Thorn is the angry son of Satan. On the surface, he’s loud, disruptive, & prone to violence. He stands up on tables & desks, throws things & people around with his demonic abilities, & sets things on fire, among many other inferred powers that he inherited from his father.

-Phillip “Pip” Pirrup is an orphaned English boy who came to the little town of South Park from England. On the surface, he’s a very happy-go-lucky kid, always willing to put others before himself, seeming to not have a mean bone in his body (except for maybe during the dodgeball games).

These characters seem like they have nothing in common & would never be seen together, but they go a lot deeper than that, & they are more similar than one might think.

-Damien Thorn is the son of Satan, someone who’s constantly on the move, & thus his son must follow. Because of this, Damien never gets the chance to make & keep friends, resulting in him being a very lonely kid. Someone in Satan’s position has a lot of responsibility; being the ruler of Hell is a very taxing job, & is one that keeps him very busy. When Satan’s not drowning in work, he’s off with his new boyfriend doing who knows what. Between work & his romantic endeavors, Satan has very little time for Damien, resulting in his kid not being payed much attention by the only family member he has, & the only other person he’s really known. Parental involvement is very important for a kid Damien’s age (8yrs), & because he’s not getting it, he acts out to get attention. This has worked for him at home, so he figures it’ll work when he goes to a new school, & behaves in a chaotic manner as mentioned above. He acts this way because he knows that it works to get him the attention he wants (but what he wants is positive attention, & his acting out doesn’t get him that, but at this point he’s desperate & takes what he can get).

-Phillip “Pip” Pirrup was orphaned at a young age, left with only his eldest sister of more than 20yrs to look after him, alongside her husband Joe Gargery. Pip’s sister resents his existence, & makes sure to remind him of this daily, & is verbally, physically, & emotionally abusive towards him. Pip doesn’t seem bothered much by this however, but perhaps maybe he just deals with it by keeping a smile on his face & looking on the bright side of things. Joe is the complete opposite of his wife: none-too bright, but is very caring & emotionally aware, & looks out for Pip whenever he can. Everyone in this little town on the marshes seems to despise Pip as well, (including his short-lived love interest & girlfriend Estella); everyone but Joe, who is a trusted friend to Pip (as well as a father figure for him). Perhaps Joe is why Pip keeps smiling. Throughout the many misfortunes that happen to Pip while living in England, he always keeps his chin up, & he seems to keep this attitude when he comes over to the states. Unfortunately, everyone here despises him as well, or is weirded out by him, as he does not follow “normal” South Park customs at all. He dresses different & talks funny, so he is often resultingly singled-out among his peers & bullied by them (& some of the adults as well!). Learning that he is an orphan only fuels the fire, as he has no parental-figure with him to protect him, thus everyone can pick on him with practically no consequences.

Bottom line, both Pip & Damien are lonely kids who have no friends, no one they can relate to, no stable parental presence, & who seek out attention by acting out or becoming a punching bag.

-When they first meet, Pip tries reaching out to Damien, being a hand he can grab onto being the new kid in town & the new student in class. Pip knows what that’s like & no one ever really came to him to help him feel welcome, so when he has the opportunity to do just that, he takes it. Damien, not really knowing how to interact much with kids his own age, isn’t very friendly towards Pip, but he lets the blond stick around, as he would rather not be alone. Pip gets on his nerves with his cheeriness & optimism, but not enough for the demon to drive him away. This continues on for a few days & they seem to be growing just a little bit closer, but Damien still doesn’t know how to handle any feelings other than anger, so that’s what he barricades himself with. The demon does notice however, that the other boys at school seem a lot more popular than Pip, & his desire to be given attention overrides any other desire he has, resulting in The Dip Firework Incident Of ‘98. The Betrayal.

-As Damien is walking with the other boys to go watch the boxing match between his father & Jesus, the wailing sirens of an ambulance rushing by makes him feel a tightness in his chest, in a way he can’t describe. He doesn’t want to look wimpy in front of his new friends though, so he pushes that feeling down. He doesn’t recognize it nor does he know what it is, but he would later piece together that what he was feeling was regret, remorse, & guilt.

-When Satan wins the match & goes back down to Hell, Damien must go with him & leave all of his new friends. As soon as he left the vicinity however, he could just overhear them saying how they felt bad for him, but he was still some weirdo-freaky kid, & they were relieved someone so dangerous was finally leaving & things could go back to normal. Feeling betrayed himself, those feelings from earlier come back, & he doesn’t know what, but something within him is telling him to go find the little British boy & apologize to him, remembering some faint memory of his father once telling him to “treat others how you would want to be treated”, & all Damien wanted right now was to feel better from the betrayal of the other boys, slowly realizing the blond must be feeling the same way. He deserves an apology, at the very least. (this fic details where their relationship is when Damien goes back down to Hell with his father) (tldr; they’re good, Damien felt bad & apologized & Pip forgave him)

-Fast-forwarding to when Pip gets killed by Mecha Streisand-

-To make things more angsty because I always love that, I think Pip would be sent up to Heaven first, adorned with new wings & a halo, & would be awaiting all day among a huge crowd of people to be checked in at the pearly gates. Once it’s finally his turn, however, he is denied entry, & he is crestfallen; he thought he had always been such a good boy while he was alive, he was sure of it! But they point out his count of murder (Miss Havisham), arson (The Satis House), & worst of all, befriending the son of the devil. Before he can get a word in, they rip his wings & halo away from him & -quite literally- kick him out of Heaven & down into Hell. He lands there, wounded, & Satan is immediately notified of a newly arrived Fallen into Hell, & brings Damien along with him (pt3 of this fic!).

-While Pip’s on the mend, he & Damien spend a lot of time together, & by the time he’s completely healed, the two have become inseparable.

-They finally, finally have someone who will give them the time of day, & be interested in what they have to say!

-As I’ve talked about here a couple times before, my favorite way to characterize Damien is that he puts up an angry, mean front to protect himself from getting hurt, because deep down inside, he’s a very insecure little kid with no one else like him that he can relate to, & he’s very afraid of what could happen if others were to see this side of him; who he really is. He’s often very unsure of himself, seeing who his father is & all the responsibility he’ll have to take on one day. He’s scared of doing the wrong thing, & ending up alone for his entire life, one way or another. While spending time with Pip though, those angry walls start to break down over time, & they eventually fall completely to Pip only, showing him who the real Damien Thorn is. & Pip accepts him completely. With time, Pip also helps Damien to better understand his emotions, & Damien is eternally grateful to him, feeling the best he ever has about himself.

-Pip would also finally have someone he feels completely safe with, & isn’t someone who’s going to use him like everyone else had. He didn’t come out from the firework incident unscathed, but after Damien is genuinely remorseful & apologetic, Pip forgives him & Damien helps him heal with that aspect of himself. I feel that Pip also puts walls up to protect himself, but in a different way. Pip’s an emotional kid, always has been. He puts others before himself constantly, & all the torment he goes through strains him. He’s someone who cries when he’s alone, & bottles up his emotions to please others. & he cries a lot. Damien is the first one to see him cry in a long time, & despite not really knowing how to act as a shoulder to cry on, he would do his best to help Pip feel better. Damien also teaches Pip how to stand up for himself, or at the very least, to not just take what others do to him laying down.

-They get to see who the other really is; see them vulnerable, at their best & at their worst. They instill a sense of confidence & self-love in each other. They are the first to understand each other, having someone who just gets you in a way that no one has ever achieved before. They finally have found someone who they can just be themselves around, without fear of judgement or ridicule, & their relationship continues to grow each & every day they spend together.

-Bonus Married-Couple Dip!-

-They are able to have wordless conversations by this point, communicating through looks & actions when it works better than words. One thing I really like to focus on is Pip’s burn scars, & how he & Damien navigate them together.

-Pip has :Good days (where he’ll wear one of Damien’s tank tops) :Okay days (maybe a t-shirt or a long-sleeve) :Bad days (long-sleeve, jacket) :& Very bad days (he’s left crying at his appearance, swaddled up in the biggest most covering coat he has with fancy gloves on & a hat).

I detailed this a lot in this fic of mine, how Damien tries his best to make Pip feel better about himself, as his burn scars are something he still gets very insecure about. Damien will always love him unconditionally, though, & he reminds Pip of this every day.

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& that’s why I love Dip, there’s just so much to them that I love. They’re outcasts who stick together through thick-n-thin, someone who holds the other up when they’re down, & someone who they care so so much about. They’ve found more than friendship between them.

They’ve found family.

#thank you so much everyone in my inbox who asked me about Dip <3 #@piplicious #@alister312 #@that one anon #thank you everyone for coming to my fireside chat about something that is very important to me & is very near & dear to my heart #pip pirrup #damien thorn #sp dip #pip x damien #character analysis #south park

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2aceofspades · 10 months

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I just need you to know how much i adore how you draw Raph and Leo together, it just makes my brain go brrrrrrr. Also brb dying over big raph's lil sleepy stretches ~ -- --- .-. ... . / .- -. --- -.

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Oh my goodness happy squeals!! Thank you aaweee!!! 😭💙✨ I love drawing those two together cuz their dynamic is very special to me 🥹 makes my brain go brrrrrrr as well ☺️

Aksjkr- you are too sweet fr gah! He deserves a big ol' rest as a big bro. Actually! Here's a lil sneaky peak of those two that I sketched today:

As always, thank you so much for the ask, morse anon! 🤗✨

#anon answered #hi again my dear morse anon #got me smiling over here gosh thank you so so much #:)

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acrazybayernfan · 2 months

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All the people who said manu and thomas were done must be feeling pretty stupid right now 🙃 bayern may not be at their best this season but these two?? Insane

Harry, Manu and Thomas are singlehandedly hold this team up. Thanks God for our old mens. Without them I don't want to imagine in which state this club would have been, really ! Harry is saving our a** with his goals, Manu is the ONE who keeps us alive every games and Thomas is doing the job of our coach and holding this team together by his sole energy and determination. We are so lucky to have such amazing players, this is such a blessing !

#fc bayern #thomas müller #manuel neuer #thank you so much for the ask dear anon

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coffeeshib · 8 months

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Hi! I’ve recently visited your page again, after a longer tumblr break and saw your posts about people’s comments on your fics. It made me both sad and angry. Sad because they’ve managed to take away your joy for writing Supercorp and angry that people feel like they can type out any hurtful thought that goes through their head, for a thing that is absolutely free and made with so much passion and care. 😒🤬

For what it’s worth, I always loved the way you write both of them. AND the fact that you don’t ignore Kara’s trauma and struggles. “i’m spilling all my words (but you keep 'em to yourself)” will forever be one of my favorites. Thank you for the hours of joy and fun you have given us! I hope you know that for every entitled commenter there are ten times more people who love your works! 🫵🏻🤘🏻

ahh thank you so much, i appreciate this. i have to say, sc still has me by the neck, i do plan to finish that fic & maybe write some more but it won't be anytime soon. i had hoped that the fandom would calm down with the kara hate after the show ended but i was wrong, it still hasn't changed.

when you've been writing for sc for so long, the frustration builds up, & there have been many times where i felt like i needed to (& did) restrict myself when writing them. it stops being enjoyable when people are constantly calling kara 'stupid' & insult her in many different ways for not being the happy sunshine kara danvers who takes care of lena all the time.

personally i love reading & writing the reverse situation (lena who's being the patient loving one & also the shoulder for kara to lean on) because the show didn't give us enough of that. unfortunately, people don't respond well whenever kara is struggling with her issues & lena isn't the one who's being comforted.

i write what i like & that's what i'm always going to do, but this build up of frustration over the past years & always anticipating kara hate every fic/chapter killed the joy a lot.

i've seen some authors speak about this too & it's genuinely sad to see! people can like & dislike whatever but it's important to note that there are readers out there who don't realize that their personal feelings against kara also affect authors & their love for writing supercorp

#lena is allowed to be hurt & feel sad/angry & she's instantly understood. why isn't the same level of compassion shown to kara?#(don't answer this i know why 😔)#anon that fic is so dear to me & close to my heart!!!#for anyone who's still waiting on an update even after a year..... all i can say is #1) i appreciate the interest & it warms me that you still think about the fic #2) there's still a lot of things to write about & explore in chapter 8 onwards. a crumb i can give you guys is the next chap being about #kara relearning (or not really) how to touch lena while lena is being the supportive Friend :) that she is #anyways i didn't mean to write a long post. i don't like to complain about my little troubles #but i see that you guys genuinely enjoy my work & have been waiting for more so i just had speak on it #also?? maybe this'll bring some awareness? bc i'm surprised this isn't talked about much. doubt if it helps but fellow writers who get it #i see u!!!#anyways thanks again anon!#hope you're having a lovely day #asks

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astrum-aetherium · 10 months

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any tips on getting into classical studies? i want to try something new :3

as someone who has tirelessly studied latin in high school and even considered taking it up at university (but got scared off from the lack of prospects), i must confess you are about to read the most biased, opinionated answer to a (wonderful) question like this.

(note: i'm excluding ancient greek from the narrative because i have only touched it once in my entire life, and that alone to put in a henry fic. if you've ever read any of the 12 existing henry x reader works on ao3, you probably know which one, lmao.)

i love, love, love, love, love latin. knowing the inner workings of that beautiful language is so utterly beneficial, especially to those who intend to go on and study even more languages. it's simply the root of all "evil" — so many languages spoken in the world today have originated from it. therefore, knowing latin itself is a wonderful premise and definitely facilitates learning any other language descending from it. i stand by that.

now, to the actual question — how to get started. well, i'm not a university professor (yet). of course, i recommend studying the classics in an academic setting — at school or university, even as an elective, if that's an option. i can only imagine it to be difficult if done on one's merry own. but then again, i've never tried. if you are going solo, however, and have no opportunity to attend a course or something along those lines, order yourself a textbook for beginners. grammar basics, basic vocabulary. do not start by reading the original works of ovid or homer. you'll go down shamefully. build a basic understanding and then dabble into the beautiful pool of literature that there is — and there is a lottt.

alternatively, just go to a course. you'll be dealing with an overseen and confirmed curriculum, follow a solid path, be able to study without the added anxiety of "how on earth do i do this?".

whichever way you end up dabbling into the wonderfully convoluted, complex and yet mesmerizing world of the classics, however, i hope you have fun and encounter very few difficulties. thank you for your interest! i'm convinced you have all the ability to absolutely crush it.

#astrum asks #such a fascinating question to ask #thank you very much dear anon #oh the classics #how to become a the secret history character 101 #don't know if henry winter would approve of this but he's also fictional AND dead so who cares. pick a struggle

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