#uhhh i'm unsure how to tag this

[cherrymoonvol6]

Hey your analysis are nice. Do you want to share your opinion on common/popular TOH proships? As an also proship-but-not-really-THAT-proship, I'm interested in hearing what you have to say.:)

:D thank you for your nice words!

truthfully the reason why i call myself a proship is that, as a label, it aligns way more with my outlook in media and the way that i consume it. i'm just interested in well-told stories and interesting dynamics, and often that means that i gravitate towards those pairings that deal more with obstacles and conflict. but fandom hates that sort of stuff, mainly because discourse in that wavelength brings the worst out of people every single time. and like, i think it's important to address how certain tropes or execution of characters/narrative beats could correlate to the thing in real life, kinda like the works of youtube channels like pop culture detective or lindsay ellis. i believe there's a lot of value in that and it's interesting to explore and it's been a very helpful tool to understand other perspectives. but also, the moment that people in fandom begin to have discussions about something in media as if it's Real and happening in our world, i just fall asleep immediately lmfao. mostly because like, why would you analyze a piece of media through the only lens that DOESN'T acknowledge this media as a work of fiction? what's the point of media existing then, to begin with?

this is why i've never liked certain huntlow criticism, like willow using her magic to physically push hunter around. IMO willow could stab hunter through the heart and laugh it off and it wouldn't change anything, because hunter is not real. it's pointless to me to be all up in arms about it when he can't be harmed, not like a real person could. the most offensive thing about huntlow is that it's boring as shit and takes up space where luz's story could've been expanded and developed better. and thinking about it like that allows me to meet the story where it's at, instead of getting stuck on little nitpicks that, if they were to be taken out of the story, wouldn't make huntlow a better couple because their problem in the show is different and far bigger. now, you could argue that in certain places, willow's forceful attitudes towards hunter diminish his agency as a character, like how she makes the decision for hunter to come back to the team by yanking him to the courtyard. you could argue that it's dumb that willow is shown to be more powerful and resourceful than hunter when we know hunter is essentially a child soldier and willow just goes to highschool. and then i'd agree with you and i'd be willing to keep talking about it, because we're back to understanding the show in its own terms, and talking about it as it is: a connected thread of narrative beats and characters written by a team of people with the objective of telling a story. also, you could question the ethics of making willow treat hunter that way in a kids show, kinda saying that women being forceful with guys is okay and funny, and i would also be willing to considerate it through that perspective. but it's just the conceptualizing of the least impactful aspects of hunter and willow's dynamic (like, 10 total seconds in the entirety of the show of willow manhandling him for an in-show joke) as a huge problem that feels pointless to me.

all this preamble is to say that a lot of TOH ships in general fail to really catch my attention. this comes in part to my personal preference in ships. i think it's important that all the people involved in a dynamic have agency in order for their interactions to be really interesting. this is why i've never been into empgold, for example, given how their relationship works in canon: belos grooms hunter into a distorted understanding of the outside world, which leads hunter to close himself off and trust belos and belos only. and then that changes in hollow mind, and their dynamic essentially shatters from there. the resolution of hunter rejecting him and choosing his own path, as it happens in TTT, is therefore a sound conclusion. like, there's not really a lot a fucked psycho-sexual stuff or romantic interest can add to their dynamic, IMO. mainly because the moment hunter finds agency in their dynamic, the whole premise of it falls apart. only deviating their characters from their canon identities could make it more interesting, but at that point we're no longer talking about the characters from the show, are we.

at first glance a ship like beluz could be better in that regard, because luz has agency in the dynamic. she rejects belos over and over, and even manages to get the upper hand in a few occasions (see: king's tide). but looking at their interactions in canon, every time they talk to each other is like they're both interacting with a brick wall: luz is dead set in protecting the witches, and belos is dead set in going through with his philosophy. in that sense, that part in hollow mind where belos goes "can't reason with crazy" is a perfect embodiment of how their dynamic goes lol. even the whole angle of luz fearing she's becoming like philip is window dressing, because she's just being paranoid out of the guilt of the selfish decisions she's taken during the show: not at any point does this parallel make any real sense in canon, and then it's swiftly shut down by the end. it makes sense why this works like that in canon, because belos is supposed to be the irredeemable villain, as the ending shows. maybe there's more window for this to be changed though, because of the wittebane story. and obviously as a lunter enthusiast i'm no strange to using these hints and integrating them in the story to make it a better one. but personally, i just don't see the appeal -- and i'm not a belos enthusiast either, like i see other lunterinas tend to be.

from what i know those two are the more popular proships in the show. there's probably other stuff with the collector and king, or the actual incest pairings, but tbf i'm just pretty uninterested in any other ship in the show besides lunter. it's funny though, because i don't even think lunter has the most potential in the show -- i think lumity could be the best one under the right circumstances, if you could even believe me lol. but this involves a fundamental change in the premise of the show along, kinda converting amity into the deuteragonist by making her become the golden guard by the end of S1. it solves the issue of amity having zero connection to the plot, it adds stakes to luz and amity's relationship, also gives amity a lot more agency... i think that would be the best version of a love interest for luz in the show. but also i fear that that would make it so amity overshadows luz in the narrative. like, idk, a lot of stuff would need to be changed there. and that's what makes it hard to truly envision what the best (aka, the most interesting) version of lumity could look like. in lunter's case, we already have a case in canon of luz being the evelyn to hunter's caleb, and if you watched episodes like "hunting palismen" or "hollow mind" with no knowledge of lumity, i'm sure a lot of people could see the potential of their bond becoming romantic in the future. stuff like luz sadly looking back at hunter at the end of HP or hunter taking luz's hand in HM is pure ship fodder tbh and i'm tired of pretending it's not.

i've also toyed with the idea of terra and raine becoming an interesting dynamic in an universe where lilith and raine got condensed into a unique character. i've mentioned this before in my ideas of making eda and raine a better couple (cause good lord they're just as bad as every other couple in the show and i don't understand how people can deem them as "the good one" ?????), and to realize that it's raine's dynamic with terra that would be more appealing to me if those changes were real is very funny to me. there's also a lot that would need to be changed but so, so much untapped potential. however, it's another case where whatever is in canon barely resembles the best version of their dynamic, and it's hard to picture it with how raine and terra actually behave in the show. in that sense, they're very similar to beluz: raine's mind is completely made up at all times, which means that they would never accept terra's vision of the future.

of course, this is all my opinion. like i said, this also comes down to my personal taste in dynamics. like for example i'm personally not into poly ships in media, only for narrative reasons (economic storytelling: the optimal number is always 2). it's hard to find something that strikes that perfect balance between fucked-up and salvageable, and some of my beloveds like jackparse (from the check please comic) or asgoriel (from undertale) are some examples of that. but in true proship fashion, i think any pairing that you could come up in the show is fine. and of course i'm happy to share my opinions (and bless you anon for giving me a reason to yap about my thoughts <3), but they're just my opinions and the way that i personally approach media. you can like any dynamic in the show, platonic or romantic or sexual or whatever, and it's fine. they're not real people. that's the fun of media, that's the point of it: it's a playground to test ideas and make them interact. as long as you're doing that, all is fine by me.

#answered #long post #proship #uhhh i'm unsure how to tag this #guess i'll go with the easiest one #anti huntlow #the whole point of being proship is that you're ok w everything. not necessarily that you're going to ship the most problematique stuff #like i dislike most non-consensual stuff in fics because it icks me. but people can write whatever the f they want about anything and anyon

[maochira]

Good day! ^*^

I'm an anon who asked you about boys simping for assistants. Thank you so much for your work! I really applicate that someone writes my little requests for me and I enjoy it a lot! Your writing makes me happy every day and makes my day better! You're literally one of my favorites Bllk writers! I love and adore your blog a lot, especially your assistants series. Please, stay safe and happy~

Can I ask you for some soft general headcanons about Neo egoist assistants? I just want to read part 2 how Manshine and Bastsrds simping for their assistant(s). Maybe some headcanons who is more likely to fall in love with a manager.

Have a great day!~ I LOVE YOU AND YOUR BLOG SO MUCH OMG!!!

With lots of love,

Garden.

Ahh thank you so so much!! You're so sweet!! I only write for assistants tho and nothing for managers, so yeah UHHH anyways!!

Requests open! - NEL assistants masterlist

Manshine City and Bastard München boys simping!

Tags: gn!reader, silly soft stuff

Series synopsis: you, Claire (@deerangle3) and Mao (me) are assistants in the Neo Egoist League

(A/N: like in the PxG team simping headcanons, my simps are only platonic because I'm a lesbian!!)

Manshine City

Your simps: Nagi, Reo, Chigiri

Mao's (platonic) simp: Junichi (older Wanima brother)

Nagi always asks you for help with the most minor things. He just wants more chances to be closer to you. He always makes sure to properly thank you or even apologizes for making you do extra work. And even if it's things he could do all by himself, he can't help but ask you to do them.

Reo asks for your help very rarely because he knows how much work you do for Nagi. But he loves it when you spend time with the team after your working hours. Reo likes to get your attention only on him instead of any other team members. Besides Nagi, you're his favourite person in the entirety of Blue Lock and he makes sure you know that.

Chigiri thanks you for your work every time he sees you. He wants you to know how much he appreciates you and everything you do. You're always unsure if he's simply thanking and complimenting you, or if there's more behind it. There definitely is more behind it, though. Sometimes his tone gets a bit flirty.

Junichi and Mao are seen together a weird amount of times, and you always wonder how they even became friends. But maybe it's because she's the only one who properly understands him even when he doesn't talk.

Bastard München

Your simps: Kaiser, Isagi, Ness, Hiori

Claire's simp: Yukimiya

Mao's (platonic) simps: Raichi, Gagamaru, Kurona, Birkenstock (A/N: I love Birkenstock SO MUCH I finally have a proper chance to include him somewhere HAH)

Can you even imagine the chaos of having both Kaiser and Isagi simping for you? They're either constantly fighting for your attention or yelling at each other for "giving you too much work." It's a fun disaster to watch, though. Also cute at the same time because even though they're insulting each other, they're saying very sweet things about you.

Ness often joins Kaiser when he's argumenting with Isagi, but besides that, he's very sweet towards you. Rarely asks for help, but if he does it's for Kaiser because when it comes to easy things he's too stubborn to ask by himself. Ness is also a joy to talk to outside of your working hours! He's a very good listener and loves listening to you talk about anything you want.

Hiori doesn't need your assistance often, but he's always looking forward to spending time with you after your working hours. He appreciates your work a lot, but he wants to get to know you closer as a person. He absolutely loves it when you tell stories about your life outside of Blue Lock because it takes his mind off of soccer for a bit.

Claire won Yukimiya's heart after the first week and now they're almost inseparable. Yukimiya almost never asks for your or Mao's assistance, only for Claire's. But him asking for help is fairly rare anyways because he doesn't want to be a bother by putting extra work on any of you. Although, he asks a lot of questions to get to know you better.

Raichi became Mao's bodyguard after Kaiser insulted her for "being bad at her work" when she didn't immediately run to him. And now, she's not getting rif of Raichi anymore, especially if Kaiser is near. She's not complaining about it, tho.

Gagamaru got interested in being friends with Mao because she's so small and it reminded him of Naruhaya. He likes to tease her about her height and she often climbs on his back or even shoulders so he has to carry her around. He goes along with it, but Noa isn't a fan of it if it's happening during her working hours.

Kurona can't explain why, but he loves having Mao around. Sometimes he braids a part of her hair like his own so their hairstyles match! Sometimes, they kinda come off like siblings.

Birkenstock and Mao becoming close friends was a surprise to everyone. He doesn't exactly participate in any group hangouts, and in general, he's more of a silent guy. But somehow, Mao got his interest and she's always happy to assist if needed.

#bllk #blue lock #blue lock headcanons #blue lock x reader #bllk headcanons #bllk x reader #blue lock x you #bllk x you #seishirou nagi x reader #reo mikage x reader #hyoma chigiri x reader #michael kaiser x reader #yoichi isagi x reader #yo hiori x reader #alexis ness x reader

[herotome]

I've been scrolling through your blog, which is great by the way but anyway what I came to say, or well write, is that almost every answer by jade or post tagged as jade just makes me go: This is uncannily me?. So I just wanted to ask how did you get inside my brain and who allowed you? - Jades long lost twin??

You see, anon, Jade is also uncannily me... We're all Jade here. 😔🎈

No I'm jk but lol I think she's the one most people actually relate to on a certain level?

Griffin is the part of me that operates at 200% and has enough spoons to rival a kitchen drawer - the part that makes good impressions, makes people laugh and smile and regard me with that awed look of 'I didn't realize you were cool.' (But like, I tap into that energy a few times a year at most, sometimes needing to rely on alcohol to access it, whereas Griffin has an apparent endless supply even when sober l o l).

Mia is my late teens and early-twenties, constantly second guessing, wondering if I was too much, unsure of who I was and how I came across, immediately regretting it every time I had a big emotional reaction; yet at the same time had such a big heart that was ready for love and to be loved in all of love's different forms, just didn't know how.

Dart is how I behave in public - guarded, dismissive, unwilling to interact, but with glimpses into an unwaveringly kind and patient nature that I dole out in cautious doses to people who actually need help. It's the part of me that's seen how people take advantage of others and knows how people can be cruel and ignorant, but nonetheless feels compelled to do the right thing.

Jade is my anxiety and my compulsion to put myself under review, under a microscope, the part of me that is all too aware of being Perceived and wants nothing more than to hide under the covers and sleep for a thousand years, to be away from everyone. The part that is so, so tired, the part that would feel quite done if not for Mr/Ms 200% egging me on and on and providing some levity and good humor.

I think between enjoying yet fretting over the unpredictably fluctuating nature of internet culture, living in an age of monitoring and security and scrutiny, and maybe even a general millennial angst, the Jade mindset has become very commonplace and therefore #relatable.

bonus-

Warden... uhhh. Warden is like... the part of me that's more instinctual - my first reaction to things, which includes my skepticism and my willingness to believe things at face value? He's my capacity for faith and for withholding judgement - even when he wonders deep down if he's making the right call. When placed in a position of authority, the wondering and overwhelm runs rampant. Tbh I'm putting him last because he's also a lot like Jade in a weird low-key way - the way they think is very similar, the way they express themselves couldn't be more different.

And finally, MC. As best as I'm able to write it, MC is my surface level running stream of consciousness. It's capable of deeper thought and introspection, but I make an effort to keep it on the crust rather than allowing it to descend too deeply into the magma (where Jade and Warden live).

All this to say I bet every character is #relatable, if you dig deep enough and see them in the right light!

anyway tldr we're all sharing a brain, we're all in the matrix

#ro: everyone #herotome ask #ro: jade #ANON DIDNT ASK FOR THIS LOL but I've been looking for an excuse to put my petri dishes into words so here yall go

[mewo-cressei]

Welp, I dug my own grave, I suppose.

@julieisasimp @the-arcade-doctor @a-moths-privacy

uhhh idk who else to tag

Note's:

Y/N is a freak. Think what you will.

and stutters, but not in a "i-i-i-im so sorry! I-i-i-i-it won't happen again!" type of way but more of a "i-im sorry! It w-wont happen again!" Type of way.

JOTA is more flirtatious. NOT IN A "you're so cute i could eat you up" type of way but more like "you're mine. Got it?~" type of way (I'M SORRY IM UNSURE HOW TO WRITE HIM I'VE NEVER WRITTEN BEFORE WAAAA-)

(Also this is very suggestive 😳)

The arcade doctor x abused run away reader

TW's: abusive parents, running away from home

Your mother had yelled at you, once again.

She never heard what you had to say, never even turned her head when you told her that your brother snuck out again.

she always favored him over you, making you clean dishes, cook dinner and have the highest grades.

Even if you got a mere A- she'd yell at you. Yet, your brother, who never got a grade above C-, never got punished in his life.

So, you decided to run away.

You've been planning this for weeks.

Your plan was to leave to go "hang out with friends" because she'd let you if you did everything she asked you to, on top of getting an A+ on every assignment you had that week.

You only took your water bottle and phone, seeing as she would yell at you if she noticed your backpack looked "stuffed full of condoms/alcohol/cigarettes". you never understood her logic.

You approach the exit, before telling her:

"mom! I'm gonna go hang out with my friends!"

You then hear your chainsmoker-mother's hoarse voice yell back:

"you actually have friends?!"

She laughed.

"Alright, fine, but only today. No more going out for the rest of the month, got it?! And be back BEFORE 5."

But you knew you wouldn't be back. You yell back, making sure not to be too loud, as she'd take it as 'disrespectful':

"alright, bye, mom"

And then you leave.

And you ran. And ran. You ran for so long, you had no idea where you were. Your mom never let you go so far away from the house, and yet...

This place felt more like home than anywhere else.

And then...

You fell... Through the ground?

This can't be right, can it?

You felt... Pixel-y? Glitchy? You felt... Unnatural.

EVERYTHING felt unnatural.

...and then you saw.. violet skies?

'What is this place?'

You thought to yourself.

Then, the violet ended.

You saw many places flash before your eyes, as well as your life, you saw a pumpkin patch, a graveyard, a circus tent, (continue) ... and then everything got so blurry you couldn't even make out colors.

you felt like you were falling for eternity, and then..

you fell right onto your back.

Your entire body had no sensation for a few moments, possibly from the adrenaline rush, and when you did get it back, everything hurt.

It was dull, not sharp at all, But it hurt like hell.

Your mind was foggy from all of the pain.

But you could conjure up one thought as you were recovering:

'Good thing I'm used to it, since I was beat by my mother. At least that's an up side.'

You knew it wasn't a good thing at all, but you had to view things in a positive light, considering your circumstances.

You didn't know how you were still even alive, but thanked whatever deity or guardian angel saved you.

After what felt like hours, the pain was finally gone.

You tried to get up, and it worked! You once again thanked whatever deity or guardian angel saved you from breaking all your bones.

Your entire body hurt though.

It was less then before, but it still lingered.

You then looked around, and to your right you saw...

'An... Arcade? Here?!'

You thought to yourself, not believing you eyes, rubbing them.

You read the sign above the door...

'JOTAS ARCADE where fun spreads like the plague'

'...what a strange name for someone...'

You thought

'Surely it's just a mascot, and isn't real... right?'

The slogan seemed fitting, though, seeing as the mascot looks like a plague doctor.

You decide to come inside...

The first thing you notice is....

Everything is an eye-gouging neon green. Your head hurt from it.

You close your eyes in a desperate attempt to stop the pain, putting your hands over them.

You then hear a voice..

"[ J:\\ WELCOME TO JOTA'S ARCADE, WHERE FUN SPREADS LIKE THE PLAGUE! ...CAN I HELP YOU? ]"

You're surprised that there's anyone even here, from the glimpses you could catch of the place, it looked run down, wires hanging from the ceiling, something goo-like on the walls, arcade cabinets with no buttons...

"[ J:\\ EXCUSE ME? ARE YOU JUST GONNA STAND THERE? ]

you then reply with:

"J-just give me a second.. my head hurts..."

You make sure the last part is silent, stumbling over your words a little from the confusion.

You then notice you've finally acclimated to the neon greens of the arcade, realizing only after opening your eyes and not feeling any pain.

You take away your hands from your eyes, looking around, noticing the voice you had heard came from a plague doctor behind the prize counter, he looked just like who you had seen on the sign, assuming that was 'JOTA'

He was a green so neon, he was almost glowing... Wait, was he?

'...it could be weirder. at least I'm okay...'

You think, thankful you're even alive.

You see the plague doctor was now speaking to a hooded figure...

You decide to not think about that, and investigate the arcade cabinet which you had seen, walking over to it.

'surely I'm just seeing things, right?'

You think to yourself.

After You had come over to the arcade cabinet, you then see your eyes hadn't deceived you, it really had no buttons.

'thats... Why would an arcade not have any buttons? How would you even play...'

You cut yourself off, trying to stop yourself from panicking.

'...this isn't the weirdest thing I had seen, it could be worse.'

You look back, seeing the plague doctor was still speaking to the hooded figure, you now notice that the figure had eyes nearly glowing green, though, you wouldn't be surprised if they really did.

and then, you finally noticed.. the plague doctor.. his right arm seemed... Off.

It was.. corrupted? You just decided to ignore it, this was already more abnormal than you'd like it to be, so it's probably better to just ignore it.

You decided to walk around, look for any sign of someone else who understood what's happening..

yet all you found were corpses.

Your mom had forced you to witness horrible things in movies, so you were mostly unbothered.

But still afraid of the idea of someone being able to hurt you.

After you had seen that nobody, well, living was here, except for that hooded figure and the plague doctor, you decide to ask one of them.

You look back, noticing the hooded figure walk away.

You decide to ask the plague doctor what was happening.

'his name was JOTA, right?'

You were quite forgetful, so you weren't sure of yourself.

You walked over to the prize counter, repeating what you going to say over and over in your head, not wanting to mess up.

Once you get there, you had finally conjured up the courage to speak.

"u-um excuse me, your n-name is 'JOTA' right?"

"[ J:\\ THE ONE AND ONLY! ]"

"I uhm.. w-where exactly a-am I? I-I mean I know I'm in your arcade! I'm just... Lost.."

"[ J:\\ LOST? SO, YOU MEAN TO SAY YOU GOT HERE ON ACCIDENT? ]"

"Y-yes.."

"[ J:\\ WELL, YOU'RE OUT OF LUCK. ]"

"w-..what?!"

"[ J:\\ THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO, KID! I'D RECOMMEND GETTING USED TO SEEING GREEN! ]"

You sigh, and start walking away, thinking.

'at least it's better than before..'

"[ J:\\ HOLD ON. ]"

you stop dead in your tracks, turning around, and walking back to the prize counter.

"[ J:\\ HOW ABOUT A DEAL? YOU HELP ME AROUND THE ARCADE, AND I KEEP YOU ALIVE. ]"

He reaches out his right hand, seemingly grinning, though you couldn't tell if he was actually grinning, because of the mask, you could hear it in his voice.

"[ J:\\ WHAT DO YOU SAY, KID? ]"

You hesitate, knowing you might be making a bad decision, but you've seen the corpses, and have no other choices.

You shake his hand.

"d-deal.."

You say, hesitantly.

"[ J:\\ JEHEHE! ANOTHER ONE TO THE SLAUGHTER~ ]"

You shudder. It was frightening, but the way he said that last part made you a little giddy.

He let's go, you immediately retract your hand.

"[ J:\\ SO, WHAT'S YOUR NAME? ]"

"m-my name is Y/N.."

"[ J:\\ WHAT A GREAT NAME FOR MY NEW LITTLE PUPPET~ ]"

You blushed.

He left the prize counter, walking over to you... But he didn't stop once he was in front of you. You walked backwards, him backing you into a wall. He pinned you against it.

You were afraid, but very flustered.

"[ J:\\ WELL, AREN'T YOU CUTE FOR A TOY~ ]"

He said, cupping your chin with his clawed hand, inspecting his new doll.

He then let go, running his claws against your neck roughly. It hadn't drawn blood, it just hurt. but.. it felt good. It made you let out a breathy sigh.

"[ J:\\ JEHE~ SUCH A SUBMISSIVE LITTLE PLAYTHING~ ]"

He said, a flirtatious lace in his voice.

[ J:\\ NOW, HOW ABOUT WE RAISE THE STAKES A BIT, DEAR?~ YOU COULD EITHER PUT ON A "SHOW" FOR ME HERE AND NOW, OOOR YOU COME BACK TO MY OFFICE, AT THE COST OF YOU WALKING PROPERLY FOR A FEW WEEKS~ ]

He said, making sure you heard the last part.

You were sure that you would've blushed harder by now, if you could.

"I-I uh pick the latter"

You said, unable to stop yourself from saying that.

"[ J:\\ GOOD~ ]"

He said, before picking you up and carrying you to his office. You were a flustered mess.

Once you two were in his office, he set you down onto his desk, putting his hands on either side of you, pinning you against it.

Then... I'll leave it up to your imagination -v•

(basically, I CANT WRITE EROTICA YOU DO IT)

#tw abuse #tw abusive parents #tw running away #tw corpse mention #tw death mention #suggestive #the fic i promised #i can't write. sorry :[

[dxppercxdxver]

tagged in '20 questions for fic writers' by my good pal @chiropteracupola! ty friend :3 (i think much of this will be similar to the last one of these i did. Oh Whale.)

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

29!

2. what’s your total ao3 word count?

145,559

3. what fandoms do you write for?

i have never written for one fandom Consistently but i suppose at the moment the fandom occupying most of my time is the old Team Fortress 2. but like mine and @chiropteracupola's Old Timey version (shoutout to you flintlock fortress <3). but i also have been somewhat plugging away at an rls kidnapped fic so

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Out Of the Blue (detroit: become human/detroit evolution)

Take it From the Top (detroit: become human/detroit evolution)

Cardamine (detroit: become human)

I Loved You, I Always Do (detroit: become human/detroit evolution)

Cigarettes and Outer Space (detroit: become human/detroit evolution)

i am. Noticing A Trend lmao (also not one but Two richard edwards lyrics titles. hmm.)

5. do you respond to comments? why or why not?

sooooometimes? occasionally i am moved by the desire to Empty Out My Inbox, at which point i reply to all the unread comments in there, but otherwise i normally reply to comments by friends and comments on more recent fics. the older stuff, especially the de artfest stuff, gets more frequently ignored lmao (although someone commented the loveliest thing the other day on one of those fics <3)

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

there are several in contention for this! (i feel) an overwhelming need (the moors) is a character study from a very upsetting play wherein the protagonist is literally eaten at the end, which is A Bit Not Good. i can't stand to see you bleed (the wolf and the watchman) has a more ambiguous ending but also ends with the distinct possibility that cecil will just straight up Die a few minutes off page and everyone is very sad about it. blizzard of pumice piled six feet high (goncharov) does of course end with mutually assured destruction and a fun little murder-suicide-murder situation that they are both resignedly sad about. there are a couple others that Are Angsty but not so much as these i think

7. what’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

once again, a couple options here! first is leave your body at the door (killjoys), which is a huge epic of legacy and mourning and ends with a bittersweet but also incredibly triumphant chapter about love and family. much as the ending itself is tinged with sadness, considering the amount of Torment we had to get through to wind up there puts this fic on the map for this category! alsoooo i think The (G)Hosts of Satellite's Past (mystery science theater 3000) gets up there, because it's basically just. tooth-rottingly sweet found family nonsense in space

8. do you get hate on fics?

not that i can remember? but it's also entirely possible i've just deleted a few of those comments and subsequently forgotten about them lmao. although it must be said that someone commented on my mst3k fic being VERY NITPICKY about my adherence to the given canon of the show and the liveshows and the livestreams and i'm like. bitch. i have not watched every livestream ever and i do not pay attention to the liveshows. also the show's canon can't agree with itself leave me alone shshjsjhs

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?

uhhh i did a couple times at one point? but that was many years ago and it was never published. nowadays i've almost considered it exclusively for The Bit (ie relationships where I Think It Would Be Terribly Funny) but also The Bit has not yet overcome my Anxiety and Lack Of Skill. buuuut i will occasionally write The Craziest Metaphorical Shit You Will Ever See. meaning. that cannibalism is also an allegory y'know?

10. do you write crossovers? what’s the craziest one you’ve written?

i've certainly pondered many in my time but i'm unsure i've actually published any— WAIT I JUST REMEMBERED SPYTOWN IN THE MIDDLE OF THAT SENTENCE. whoopsies. so yes! i do! i've only published one of them and it was a spies are forever/hadestown crossover that got Massively bigger than i ever intended (so much fanart! curt mega saw one of the pieces! hadestown official put one of the pieces on their story! shoutout to all you lovely artists and writers! @szollibisz / @considerablecolors / @teethworm / @owen-not-carvour <333333). there is also an Ancient artifact buried in my google docs that hasn't seen the light of day that's. a voltron: legendary defender/crazyhead crossover? to date it's one of my longest incomplete works and rereading it, despite how old it is, is remarkably pleasant like i was possessed by some sort of Good At Writing gremlin and it's surprisingly good. wonder if i should dredge some of that monstrosity up someday.....

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of? but also i'm not sure why i Would know that

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

if i have, no one has credited me or informed me of it

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

in terms of unpublished works, i have written So many fics with @nico-demons, since we were cringey middle schoolers together, but when looking at what's actually on my ao3, the only collaboration is with @chiropteracupola! while we don't actually share documents writing our flintlock fortress works, we have a massive shared bank of Lore and double check with each other constantly while we're working on our fics. so it's co-written not in practicality, but in literally every other capactiy

14. what’s your all time favourite ship?

o god i never have an answer for this. i cycle through fandoms so quickly it's hard for ships to have a huge staying power? but given that we're entering year two of this ship in earnest and year like. seven. of this ship in a half-pondered capacity, i'm gonna have to give it to joel robinson/mike nelson of mystery science theater! they will never ever leave my head!!!!!

15. what’s a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

oof i have a Couple of these. first and foremost is contagion (gravity falls), a monster falls/timeskip gravity falls concept that i plotted SO MUCH OF and then got so intimidated by i could only write a couple pages before feeling like whatever i wrote wouldn't match up with what i'd been imagining. much as i'd love to muscle through someday and actually get the concept down, i find it Unlikely that'll ever actually happen. same with a joel/mike mst3k fic concept that i've been kicking around for a couple years surrounding mike's return to earth and trying to find joel again. once again, i got out over my skis and got so scared of executing the concept it's hard for me to imagine i ever get to it shjshjs

16. what are your writing strengths?

i've been told on numerous occasions that i'm really good at mimicking character voice (and possibly author voice, but that's usually more secondary)! i have a very sound and rhythm based memory, so writing dialogue has always been a strong point of mine, as i can basically hear what the character would be saying in their way of saying it. i also consider myself really good at crafting well thought out/intricate plots!

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

FINISHING THINGS. JESUS CHRIST. i'm so bad at mustering any sort of followthrough on projects that are either longer than my usual or i've been working on past a couple of weeks of inspiration. a part of this i'm Sure is the adhd but also i'm miserable at writing anything to completion past a few one shots.

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

depends on the context, depends on the language. flintlock fortress in particular has characters of Many Nationalities coming together in a very specific context? thus far i've been rather loath to write extended sections of dialogue in other languages, but i can usually manage small sections, especially french (took it for three years in high school and apparently Something stuck). otherwise i tend to skirt around it or double check with people more familiar with it

19. first fandom you wrote for?

i was discussing this with @chiropteracupola the other day actually!! my first fic Ever saved to my google drive is a wild kratts/my little pony crossover! and i would continue to cross mlp over with Many Things! so i would say my little pony was my first written-for fandom, purely based on the fact that it served as such frequent crossover material

20. favourite fic you’ve written?

this is an interesting one! i have a few fics that have a special place in my heart for different reasons. i'm incredibly fond of Try Again, Die Again (detroit: become human/detroit evolution) because i felt insanely clever and actually managed to execute the concept i wanted in a way that was very close to what i originally imagined. it's one of my more action-packed stories and upon rereading it i'm actually still really proud of it. another one i'm extraordinarily fond of is strangely enough Where The Sun Can't Find Me (spies are forever), which is a short little werewolf!curt one shot! just the right amount of Meat to appeal to me and i really like the prose style i went with for it. honorable mention once more goes to leave your body at the door (killjoys) but i've talked about her already so. Moving On. lastly i loooove don't give it a hand, offer it a soul (team fortress 2/haunted by your hand crossover), because it's a Ghost Story and Ghost Romance and A Little Gross and Full Of Sadness. what fun what fun :3

taggin'! @nico-demons, @firstmatedville, @considerablecolors, @natdrinkstea, and @wilhelmina-murray-harker :3

#wowie! a long post! #radio free junebug #my writing #captain cupola #i refuse to tag fandoms for these <3 #tag game

[stargazer0001]

(art from above is by @/sleepinginmute.)

Hello everyone! I’m Stargazer0001! But you can just call me Star :3

my pronouns are she/they/he/it/astro in no particular order. I like em all so use them interchangeably

I'm your local lil space critter, who has declared themself the CEO of the rainworld ship Stargazer (spearmaster x rivulet x nightcat)

I'm a silly littol spacegender fellar :3 How can I be lesbian and spacegender at the same time you ask? Fuck you thats how!/j Im also asexual so no NSFW please! This blog is meant to be at least a bit more kid friendly, even if there are more mature topics

I am also a furry so if you do not like them then please leave here

I am also questioning if I am a therian and fictionkin. I have done research on both and I am now taking them into consideration. Im not gonna label myself yet because I still might not be, but if anyone has helpful info on them then please do share :)

I have a secret draw box! if you wanna draw for me anonymously, you can go here to do it! I check every couple days.

Ask box: Open

Ship requests: closed. Uhhh i frogor to update this for a while so uh yeagh.

Ask me stuff: Always open unless the ask box is closed

Tell me silly things: Yes I want to talk to people!! Please give me silly asks i need them....

art requests: not open sorry :( artblock is blocking my art so

I wanna make my blog more organized now so I am going to start tagging stuff

#my art Art that is made by me

#Art request anytime my art requests are open I will tag it with this

#ask An ask that I have answered, this also applies to anon asks

#Star.TXT document this is for anytime I am just talking

#vent this if for anytime I just need to talk and vent about stuff

#lil starz art this is for my really old art, such as the ones near the beginning of my Tumblr journey

#Silly chat this is me and my mutuals little chats! Like if they send a lighthearted friend ask I will tag it with silly chat

IF YOU DONT WANNA SEE A CERTAIN TAG THEN FILTER IT

I rarely block people but I still will on occasion. Please don't take any hard feelings if I do block you.

Basic DNI such as NSFW blogs, homophobes, transphobes, fatphobes, racists, antifurries and antitherians, and zionists

Cool moots who you should go check out if you like my blog:

@critter2: My IRL bestie that ive been with for a long time. We've been together through the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. The bestie ever :3

@cookieeevee: An amazing friend! The first person to ever really DM me on here and I'd like to say that we've grown to be good friends. We have amazing little chats and she's an amazing person! Their art is also so soft and squishable! Go check em out

@sleepinginmute: one of my first moots! Such an amazing and silly creature. Its art is amazing, and even though im unsure if it considers me a friend, I know that I do. I really do wish the best for it and I hope that it can be truly happy someday

@cumulusbrume: we dont interact very often anymore, but I still find him a great moot to this day

@athofear: I fun lil fello!! Always a fun time interacting with em. Their art is also superrr shaped and silly!! Always a treat to see them on my dash

@meowyncherry: we dont interact much but he gave me the kinitopet brainrot and their art is also super blorbo so :3

@suburbandrifts: once again, we dont interact very often but they seem very cool and silly/pos and their art is incredibly good! mm the colors are coloring/pos @weeeeblr:!!! The art ever actually!!! Idk how we're mutuals cause hes super cool actually. Great art, and his designs for basically everything is peak/srs

@bananacat76: the bestie does indeed make art!!! And said art is amazing!! Such a cool person and fren :3 their style is also incredibly interesting I need to study it under a microscope/aff

@keeper-of-magic:!!! Cool person alert!!! Their art is amazing and their worldbuiding skills are super awesome!!! I also gotta try and play DND with them sometime.... I have no idea how to but it seems fun, just like them!

@badgerfrost: the silly ever!!! Its art is very well colored and its basically eye candy at this point, and ever time we interact I KNOW its gonna be a goood time

@draagu: ohhhh the silly!!! We dont interact much but shes a super cool moot and idk how we're mutuals like. ??? awesome person with awesome art FOLLOWED ME????? Awesome

@dazzoot: we have interacted a total of like 1 time but cool mutual deserves an honorary tag

GO CHECK ALL OF THESE SILLY PPL OUT!!! THEY'RE AWESOME :333 (if I forgor anyone i am so sorry. Also if you want me to untag you just ask. I dont wanna make anyone uncomfy)

Talking to people spooks me

I have anxiety so please be patient with me, I usually overthink what I am going to say and then end up saying something either really stupid, kinda weird, or I just don't respond.

I am mentally a 5 year old so please inform me if I did something wrong, I usually wont notice or I will think its not an issue. Please be patient with me.

if you sat through all of that, congrats! You get rw gifs now :)

#Intro #rainworld #rainworld downpour #rw shipping #hiii #tag navigation -> #my art #Art request #ask #Star.TXT document #vent #lil starz art

[grrrhoulxy]

Lingerie (Copia/PapaIV × F!Reader)

O Boi, my first Ghost's ff ever! I'M REEEEEALLY EXITED ABOUT THIS, I've been writing for dayss. At first, I wasn't planning on publish it but I got carried away so much I had to share with ya'll!~

TAGS: MDNI/NSFW. Cardinal Copia/Papa Emeritus IV x AFAB!Reader; Light Dom/Sub; Dom Reader; Sub Copia; Teasing; Dirty Talk; Explicit Sexual Content; Handjob; Rough Sex. WORDS: 3K

You can also read my work on Ao3!

As she walked into Copia's apartment, every step seemed to reverberate through her body. She knew what was going to happen there and the anticipation was almost too much for her to bear. Her heart raced as she approached the door, and when she finally opened it, Copia's reaction confirmed that everything was going according to plan. She could feel his eyes on her half-naked body, covered only by a white lingerie set and coordinating nightie. The fabric clung to her curves in all the right places, leaving little to the imagination. She shuddered with excitement at the thought of what they were about to do. Copia stood frozen in place as soon as he saw her. He dropped the packet of paperwork he had been holding without even realizing it. It was clear that he was speechless - words simply failed him at this moment. But for her part, she felt empowered by his reaction. This is exactly what she had wanted - not just sex or physical pleasure but also a sense of control over someone else's desires and emotions. His cheeks began to take on the colour of the curtains and sheets that adorned the room, a vermillion red colour on his almost pale-white face. He couldn't handle the view of her gorgeous and exposed body so he immediately looked away, blushing even more and hoping that move wasn't a wrong one. A smile, that under its apparent sweetness and innocence hid a lustful malice, marked the features of her face.

"Good evening, Papa" she said to get the attention of his eyes while her pupils glued to the man.

"Oh, w-Well... this is, uhhh, unexpected..." he said while keeping his gaze down for being taken aback like that. She started to approach him as she innocently giggles.

"I thought I'd surprise you. I'd say I've succeeded?"

"I-I mean..."

Copia said with a bashful smile. As he tried to take control of the unforeseen situation, she suddenly was standing right in front of his face, looking directly into his colour-unmatched eyes. Now she has again his full attention.

"Uhh, Si?" He asked unsurely, almost naively.

"So it's a yes..." she affirmed as she started to softly fondle his chest. The touch made him gasp a little.

"I know you were a man who likes lingerie, am I right?"

He bit his lip in a pleasant frustration, bot eyes locked on her as he realise that he cannot look elsewhere anymore.

"You..are right, m-mia cara..."

His heart started pounding uncontrollably at the feeling of her warm body so close to his own. It seems unreal, impossible, but he felt his face flushing even more now. He quickly brought his hands behind his back in embarrassment, like he didn't know where to put them, as if he has been caught doing something wrong. She noticed his reaction and let out a small laugh, even more excited. She then whispered to him seductively:

"What are we gonna do about this...huh?"

"About what...?"

But before he could continue, her head comes forward, lips pressed against his as he took little initiative by reaching out to touch her hair, then her neck. The soft movement and scent of her skin gave him goosebumps; at that exact moment, he pulled his lips back from hers, panting as if his whole body were boiling. Copia's mind quickly began to feel overwhelmed by so many thoughts and emotions; taking back control over himself now was impossible, especially considering how turned on he was at the mere sight of her. But no matter what, she had no intention of stopping.

"About my lingerie, dummy...", she murmurs. "You like me wearing it, don't you?"

"...S-Sì...", he responded quickly, not sure of how much more clear and coherent he should try.

Her delicate finger moved slowly down, fondling now his upper abdomen. With all the excitement, his gloved hands began to feel uncomfortable even behind his own back. Once released from the grip he had imposed on them, they hesitantly began to find their way to rest on her, grabbing her soft hips and squeezing them gently as she softly jumped in surprise. He now was trembling a bit but she didn't let that distract her.

"How long have you wanted to see me like this?" Her fingertips are feeling his hardened member now, slowly teasing it in circles.

"You can't even imagine how long I-I..."

But then the conversation coming to a standstill. Again, his hands began to move almost on their own, nervously caressing both her thighs and then switching to her lower back. Touching her like this felt so different, yet so wonderful, but exploring her body only through those touches, touching her skin like that wasn't enough for him anymore. He wanted to feel more of her, well beyond sensations arising from hugs and caresses, he wanted to feel her. Entirely. Despite his indecisive thoughts and inhibitions, Copia's body was irrepressible. His hands started to rummage with more ardour, trying to touch as much as possible in that position while his member continued to harden between her fingers.

"Papa..." she said interrupting his flow of thoughts and bringing him back to the moment.

Copia stopped touching her, almost instantly for fear of have gone too far. Not wanting him to think he pushed her too much, she smiled at him as she brought both of her hands behind her back, trying to reach the underwire of her bra, and with a little jerk open it.

"Maybe you'll like it more to see me without this..."

Before he could reply, or prepare himself better, her hand made its way inside his pants, first brushing her palm before going further down to where it needed to be, finally making contact with his already burning member, provoking a moan. Suddenly feeling the wetness of his arousal, Copia instinctively wrapped her arms around him, stopping her from going on even more. She realized that something was off. This wasn't how it usually went between them - normally he would be little more active and chatty during their intimate moments together. So what had changed? Was he feeling unwell? Or perhaps something else was bothering him?

"Don't worry, I've been fantasizing about doing it for a long time...I'm completely fine"

"Are you...sure, cara? I-if you're doing it just for my pleasure then-"

"I'm doing this for both of us! You know I love you and I...I want to fulfill your little fantasies, Copia. I really do"

Now looking up into each other eyes as she was almost entrap around his torso, hands still holding her tightly. There were few seconds of silence, broken then by Copia.

"...I love you too. Scusami, scusami, I broke the mood you created but I...wanted to make sure you weren't doing anything against your will just because I told you I like these...things..."

Without letting go, she brought her lips once again close to his ear, as gentle and tender as ever.

"No, no, you don't have to be sorry, actually it's very sweet that you were worrying...but you know me if I'm here I'm sure of what I'm doing"

He didn't answer right away; just biting his lip gently in hesitation. He then took up some courage.

"W-well, if it does not make you uncomfortable...I, uh, would like to unwrap the rest of my gift, va bene?"

Copia replied quickly, blushing and letting out a small awkward giggle. Finally getting the chance to look at her face, he founded her laughing amused at his haste to get rid of her nightie.

"Very brave, Papa!"

She placed a kiss on his cheek, placing her hand on his chest for a moment before smiling again. Releasing herself from his grasp, she grabbed the straps of her bra and pulled it off her shoulder, as she backed away a few steps so that she could show all of herself to him. The view of her naked breast was making him crazy. When the white bra hitted the floor, she went and sat down on the edge of his bed, legs slightly apart and a small smile playing across her lips. At that moment, Copia burst with red on his face, awkwardly reaching out for the collar of his red sweatshirt and pulling it over his arms. Then it was the turn of his t-shirt to go on the floor like the other clothes as he stepped closer to her. They were now sitting on his bed, both half-naked and kissing with ardour. Between a small moan and another, her hand was once again positioned on his groin, starting to massage his member above his pants. Sliding down to fondle him through his boxers and finally meeting the bottom of his dick, it was fully hard and ready for her to take care of. His own hand reached her bare thigh, groping it softly, reaching underneath her.

"I-I'm not so sure on...w-what to do from now on", he said, trying to look at her in her eyes, rather than looking straight at her breasts.

To his relief, she didn't even seem bothered by his concern, only tightening her grip upon him when he looked up at her. He moaned, loudly.

"Then let me start, maybe this will loosen you up a bit", she said jokingly while her free hand was pressing him down to lay flat on the mattress.

"A-A-Amore mio...you mean-"

At this point, he wasn't allowed to finish the question, as she leaned forward and giving him a long slow lick from his stomach all the way up to his neck. This is was happening too fast for him to process the entire situation. His only thought was about her warm tongue against him that was making in squirming uncontrollably. She laid next to him with her head nestled between his shoulders and then, without warning, she lifted herself on top of him, crawling upward so that her body was hovering over his. It didn't even take long for her to climb higher and settle on his pelvis. As he watched her leaning down over him, he felt his member being rubbed into her hand. Her movements were slow but firm; with each rub a rush of pleasure ran through his body, increasing the heat on his cheeks. Copia's heart raced as he attempted to catch her gaze. He knew that once their eyes met, there would be no turning back. As he looked up, his breath caught in his throat as he saw her staring directly at him with an intensity that left him feeling exposed and vulnerable. He could feel the heat rising to his cheeks and quickly brought a hand up to cover his face, hoping she wouldn't notice how flustered he had become. But it was too late; she had already seen everything written on his face.

"Are you enjoing it Papa? If this is too much, I can stop" she asked quietly while continuing to rub him.

"Oh...it is a-awesome, cara..y-you...sei fantastica-" his words trailed off.

"...I love being praised like this, Papa~ "

The sentence made him more hard then it was, involuntary giving her the sign to increase the speeds of the rubes. But even that didn't deter him from remaining quiet, holding back as she began slightly thrusting herself up and down on his pelvis. In that moment he knew he was going to lose it and he knew she was aware of it too. He could feel her smile grow on her lips as he was holding her by her hips firmly, trying to stop her movements.

"Mia cara, I-If you keep doing this, u-uh, thrusting I'll..."

"So soon? But we have so much more to do...~" she whispered while continuing to massage his erection, although less firmer. By now he was beginning to feel some serious friction inside, thinking he would cum almost instantly.

"A-ahh...T-Ti prego, cara, fermati!", he bursted all in italian. That made her chuckle.

She stopped moving and remained on his lap, with her hand caressing his chest, one on his shoulder and one stroking his length slowly and lazily.

"I can feel you getting close...wanna switch on something more interesting? "she added with a huge grin, while Copia was trying to calm himself a bit, painting almost breathlessly.

"W-what are you saing, amore??", he asked, not sure of what she meant.

However, before any answers arrived, he felt her warm and wet entrance pressed down onto his dick. The sensation of being inside her made him lose control completely as he groaned loudly from the pleasure coursing through his body. The strong heat enveloped around his cock as she slid down onto it in a comfortable manner; it felt as if she was trying to shove herself all the way down onto him, but in reality, it was a very slow motion, as she was still pulling back a little at the end. Already he could felt his shaft expanding inside her, so tight that the slightest movement would make him ache. Taking him all the way in took her a little more effort than anticipated, he could feel her walls now squeezing on his shaft, causing a constant throbbing sensation.

"Ooh, Papa you feel so, so good!..." she whispered to herself, closing her eyes: "Are you l-liking the surprise?~ "

He heard her in a soft but excited voice, and despite his weakness, he managed to smile a little, face relaxed now by pure pleasure.

"You're...squeezing me so tight- Mhhh..~"

He grunted at her movements, breathing heavily as she started moving faster. The thrill of her body, while he was inside her, was getting him even more aroused, now an almost painful ache as she continued her thrusting movements while rocking up and down. They held that position for a minutes more, now both moaning and painting, until the grip on her waist tightened again even more. She opened her eyes, looking at his facial expression, and the surprise of finding him watching her the whole time made her blush slightly for the first time since they started this passionate encounter. As she continued to gaze into his semi-closed eyes, Copia suddenly broke the symphony of moaning with a straightforward yet innocent statement.

"A-Amore, I'm too close now...I can't-" He trailed off before asking hesitantly, "Are-Are you close to??"

"Y-yes Papa, I-" 

"Ooh, Ti prego, ti prego, lascia che... p-please I need to..."

His vulnerability was endearing and it only made their connection stronger as her pleased face showed him a kind smug smile.

"You're asking me the permission to cum? H-how freaky of you~"

As she teased him once again, he remained silent and didn't respond. This time around, something was different. He let out a loud grunt before starting to move his hips with a newfound energy that left her pleasantly surprised. With each thrust, he pounded her with an unexpected heat that left her breathless. She couldn't help but be amazed by his sudden enthusiasm and eagerness to please her. She didn't complain or ask him to slow down, instead, she surrendered herself completely to the moment and allowed him to take little dominance. One of Copia's gloved hands moved to her upper back, pushing her down on him to imprison her in a warm embrace, while the other one kept her ass firmly placed against his hips as he increased his speed. Now he was the one moving, keeping her down as the tip of his cock hit her deeper. Completely overwhelmed by the sensations, she could only moan and scream as he kept fucking her. His movements were becoming more and more intense, pushing her closer to the edge with each thrust. Now she was close as well, his cock throbbing inside of her. Her walls were tighter around him and he knew that she was about to cum. Whispering he nervously asked:

"Ohh, Amore..A-Are you close now?"

She nodded her head. "Y-Yes, Papa! F-fill me up as well~ "

She screamed his name as she felt the pleasure radiating from her core. As their movements became more frantic, Copia's grip on her tensed even more as he spilt himself all inside her. She followed suit shortly after, feeling waves of pleasure wash over her body. They collapsed onto the bed together, panting heavily. There was a moment of silence, only the sound of their breathing filling the room. Eventually, Copia broke one again the silence.

"Cazzo...T-that was...wow"

Despite her breathlessness, a pleased laugh escaped her. He smiled, starting to gently stroke her back and whispering:

"Have I ever told you that you are so so sooo beautiful?...Your skin, your body...everything makes me weak for you...Ti amo, così tanto che non lo puoi nemmeno immaginare"

She smiled contentedly, even blushing at those sweet words, feeling safe and loved in his embrace.

"You always have the right thing to say, mh? I love..no, t-ti amo... uhm, me too!" she said in a clumsy way that made both chuckled a little.

As they lay there together, Copia couldn't help but think about how lucky he was to have found someone who made him feel this way. At that moment, nothing else mattered except for the two of them and the love they shared. They stayed like that for a while before slipping under the covers to spend the rest of the almost-ending night sleeping in each other's arms.

#the band ghost #ghost bc #papa emeritus iv #cardinal copia #papa iv #cardinal copia x reader #papa emeritus iv x reader #papa iv x reader #ghost fandom #grrrhoulxy post

[silly-sampo]

This is definitely NOT Sampo Koski this is uhhh... a fan account! Yeah...

(( ooc ))

THIS IS A FAN ACCOUNT not affiliated with Hoyoverse or whatever legal mumbo jumbo

secondly hi I'm Mel I go by they/he

my hcs for Sampo are that he's trans masc, gay and very very autistic (silly me) (adhd headcanons may be included depending on my brain feels)

most ships are okay with me besides pro-ships (my favorites are Sampard... I think that's it.) if you want to rp a ship besides that, please let me know beforehand.

please use tone tags if you're unsure if I'll get your tone, especially if you're not trying to be rude

no racism, homophobia, transphobia or ableism is allowed on this page, if you have nothing nice to say, don't say it at all

NO NSFW, while I'm an adult I'd rather not rp anything that... scandalous. It's just not my cup of tea plus I can't really... write it well. If you want them to fuck just do what I do in my writing and just write ~they fucked ;) (this is in a joking way I am the silly... for real though I'm more of a romance and platonic kinda rper idk)

double parentheses or (( )) will be used for ooc/when I say something

Look at how he's so silly

#honkai star rail #sampo koski #silly little guy

[aceghosts]

for the one-word writing prompts!

“unforeseen” for hunter x albert pls? (lmk if i didn’t do this right 😭)

Thanks for sending this one in! It's been sitting in my drafts for a while, but I didn't feel confident until posting about it until now. Also, gonna tag @sstewyhosseini. (I hope it's okay that I'm tagging you; I just know that you like them.)

[Prompt List]

Summary: On a mission in a tiny mountain town, Wesker encounters an unforseen complication, BSAA Captain Hunter Delaney.

More of the BSAA Agent! Hunter AU.

Words: 1053 words.

Content Warnings: Canon Typical Violence. Mentions of Death and infection.

AO3

The cold winter winds howl through the tiny, remote town, yet Wesker is unbothered by the frigid air. Ever since his rebirth, he no longer feels the sting of the cold or heat, a benefit on missions like these. The winds blow again, catching the tail of his black wool coat, fluttering in the wind. He moves forward in the snow with purpose, the frozen, white ground crunching beneath his feet. Wesker does not worry about being seen; most of the town’s inhabitants are dead or infected. They prove no threat, clearly the products of rudimentary science. He already thinks of the way the virus could be improved, perfected.

“Captain,” Wesker raises a blonde eyebrow at the sound of the unknown woman’s voice, “Do you think we’ll find anyone alive?”

“Unlikely, Natasha,” the ‘Captain’ replies as Wesker ducks into an empty house. He stays close to the window, allowing him to listen and catch a glimpse of the possible annoyances. “I think we’ve stumbled upon a fucking ghost town.”

“Don’t know that I would describe these as ghosts…” A man replies, cheekily.

“Really, Patrick?” Another man chimes in, his voice deadly serious.

“Oh, come on Arthur,” Patrick whines, “We need a little humor in this situation. What do you think, Kevin?”

“Uhhh…,” Another team member says, presumably ‘Kevin’, glancing between two members as the group moves into his field of view, “Shouldn’t we focus on the mission?” Glancing out the window, Wesker makes out a group of five: three men, one woman, and another person. While observing the group, Wesker spies a familiar emblem, gritting his teeth. The BSAA…. an eternal thorn in his side. Or rather, Christopher and Jill were a thorn in his side, the rest of the BSAA too weak and ineffective to deal with someone like Wesker. The only reason Christopher and Jill even presented a threat was due to his training, during their S.T.A.R.S. days. If anything, the BSAA only gave Christopher and Jill more chances to annoy him.

“Wait,” one of the members seems concerned, the Captain by the sounds of it, as they sniff the air, “I smell someone.”

“That isn’t freaky at all,” ‘Patrick’ mumbles under his breath.

“Do they smell infected?” ‘Arthur’ asks, as the other members raise their guns, preparing for an attack.

“I….,” The Captain sounds unsure, sniffing the air again, “I don’t know. I smell cologne, and the scent of something else. Can’t put my finger on it.” They sniff again, smirking as they add, “Also, I smell shitty body spray. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, Patrick, are you trying to fucking kill us with that shit?”

“Hey!” Patrick exclaims, slightly hurt as Kevin laughs beside him.

“I think he’s trying chemical warfare on the zombies, and we’re just caught in the cross fire,” Natasha teases in while Arthur shakes his head.

“Can you smell anything else?” Arthur asks, trying to get the group back on track.

The Captain sniffs again. “Nothing else besides what we’ve already encountered.” Fascinating. He glances out the window, locking on the Captain’s figure, broad-shouldered and tall. Jet black hair falls to their shoulders in shaggy waves, and their skin is deathly pale, covered in freckles. Wesker notes the long scar across the bridge of their nose and another large, jagged scar on their lip. He briefly wonders how the Captain came to be so scarred. Bioweapons, perhaps? Most didn’t escape without physical or emotional scars. “Listen, come on out. We’re not here to hurt you; we’re here to help you.” As a show of good faith, the Captain holsters their rifle, holding up their hands to show them as empty. How could Wesker resist when the Captain was asking so sweetly?

He opens the red door, all guns training on him as it creaks open. Stepping forward, He meets the Captain’s eyes, delighted by the muted green color and the hint of something darker that dwells within. Stopping several feet away, Wesker smirks. “The BSAA…What brings an organization like you out here to this little village?”

The Captain and Arthur share concerned glances. “There’s been an outbreak in this village. Would you know anything about that…?” The Captain is fishing for his name, but they’re going to have to do better than that.

“An infection,” He plays innocent, his voice thoughtful, “I would not know anything about that, Captain….”

“Hunter Delaney.” How fascinating. Ironic that the captain of a BSAA squad should share a name with one of Umbrella’s infamous creations. He lets out a low chuckle as they raise a black eyebrow, confusion clear on their face. “Is something funny?”

“No, Hunter,” He enjoys the way their name sounds, enjoying, even more, the slight shiver that runs over Hunter, “Nothing funny at all.”

Hunter’s eyes narrow, staring into his black sunglasses as if they’ll find the answers hidden there. A moment later, their eyes widen in horror as recognition dawns on them. Hunter steps closer to him, placing themself between Wesker and their team. “Arthur, take the team and go. I’ll catch up with you later.” Do Christopher and Jill tell tall tales about their dear old captain? Is Wesker the boogeyman that looms large over the BSAA?

Arthur nods, motioning for the team to follow his lead. Sighing, Wesker cannot allow any of them to leave. What a shame. He was having such a nice time talking with Hunter, and now, it’s all over. He dashes forward towards Hunter, a black blur against the stark white snow. As he reaches them, his hand stretches toward the collar of their olive-green jacket, preparing to toss Hunter about. Maybe, he’ll make them watch their teammates die, before having a little fun with them.

Hunter sidesteps him, far quicker than any human could, before throwing a punch with their left fist. They connect with his stomach, knocking Wesker backward and just barely knocking the wind out of him. Landing on the snow, his sunglasses fall away, and several strands of blonde hair come loose. Quickly getting up to his feet, Wesker finds Hunter smirking at him, ready for the next attack. “That all you fucking got, asshole?”

Excitement floods Wesker, now extremely curious about Hunter Delaney. What an unforeseen, yet interesting complication. “You have no idea what I’m capable of, Hunter. Perhaps, a demonstration is in order.”

#Kate writes #the hunter fic tag #Hunter Delaney #OTP: Love Me Mercilessly #Resident Evil OC #RE OC #Biohazard OC #Albert Wesker x OC #albert wesker #I guess you could call this Hunter and Wesker's first meeting #and in every universe Hunter is destined to think he is an asshole upon first impression #I should probably point out that one of Hunter's abilities is enhanced senses which is both a blessing and a curse #Also this was supposed to be short-like 100 to 200 words #and uh this one kind of got out of control #anyway enjoy Wesker being an asshole and Hunter being thoroughly unimpressed #it was also nice to write Hunter getting along with their team #and not their main universe where everything is kinda shit from the start

[i-cant-stop-fandoming-help]

For the writing requests could you do something about Arturo and his sister? Like him talking about what happened to someone (of your choice)

Or maybe a cute little fantasy au, I wonder what everyone's occupation would be. Maybe Teruko is going around this new town she's in and finding all the bizzare ppl around (aka the rest of the cast) haha

Thanks for the request! This will probably be semi short, as i'm very emotional at the moment, but I do have an idea of what to do with this. Also uh tagging @corzacorpse because i annoyed them to give me a character for arturo to talk to.

Uhhh CW for suicide and hanging and just mental health issues in general. I dont know i've always sucked at knowing what and what not to give a warning for.

Everything was crumpling around him. Arturo had no idea that Felicity would do such a thing if he left. His hands were trembling and his head was spinning. Bile was rising in his throat as he stared on.

Swinging back and forth, a pattern of death. rope pulled at the ceiling. Felicity was completely lifeless. Her eyes bore no light, and her skin was ollve. She looked at peace, but also in pain.

Arturo had to get her down. she had to still be alive.

He grabbed the chair, standing on it to undo the rope. She dropped like a sandbag to the ground.

A finger on her neck revealed that she was completely cold, and her heart had stopped.

All he could do was scream and sob and beg Felicity to wake up. He struggled to call the police. He had no idea how long she had been dead. He had just come to visit for the first time that week.

Their parents said that she had been staying in her room for days. Was it because she was dead?

"Arturo?" A tired voice snapped him out of his thoughts, his misery. "You're standing in front of my room. Can you move?"

It was Rose. She yawned but didn't seem bothered. Arturo wondered, would she listen if he talked to her about what had happened with Felicity?

"Miss Rose, ahem, may we... talk?" Arturo tried to hide the shakiness in his voice, and failed. It was filled with cracks and whines.

He expected to be mocked, to be laughed at and shunned. But Rose just tilted her head. "Okay."

She followed him to the Cafeteria, blinking slowly and slouching at a table.

Arturo didn't mind, at least not much. It would be easier if she was completely awake, that way she could actually comfort him or something, but it also meant she wouldn't be able to pay complete attention and find details that could hurt him.

"So... My sister... She killed herself." A rough way to start, even more obvious by the way Rose's eyes widened and she shot up.

"Are you okay?" She asked. "I'm sorry for your loss. that must've been hard."

Arturo's lower lip trembled. Tears were returning to his eyes, and a rock felt like it was lodging in his throat. "And... And it's my fault. If I hadn't left home, if I stayed there longer-"

Rose put a hand on his back. "I don't think you've processed it completely, Arturo. Grief comes in stages, but I'm unsure which stage you're in... But it isn't your fault. If she... offed herself just because you left, I think it's because your home life was already bad. And... You wanted to get away from that, didn't you?"

Arturo's breath caught in his throat. Rose was smarter than he thought.

"I had friends who had bad parents, which caused a bad home life. None of that is your fault. But also, I'm not sure i'm the best person to talk to about this. I'm falling asleep just talking... Get some sleep, Arturo. Write down your feelings or draw them out or something..." Rose rubbed his back before standing up and rubbing her eyes, waving a good night.

Her words were comforting, but Arturo was still unsure. The way her corpse stared at him... It felt accusing.

But perhaps Rose was right, some sleep would help. If the nightmares decided to spare him of their treachery.

#rose lacroix #I am so fucking tired lol #angst #angst with a bit of comfort #arturo giles #drdt

[grollow]

Hi, hello. Same Anon who sent the first ask. Just came by to say thank you so so SO much for taking your time to answer my ask in details and I appreciate it loads. Your long explaination is so SO beautifully well-written (like seriously, you're so good with words. How are you not writing your own book yet-???).

That being said I'm still unsure I'll warm up to it just yet. Since I've recently got into HK, I'd like to test the waters with other ships and see what sticks and what doesn't. That and I'm hesitant to try it cuz I've had... traumatic experiences with popular ships in the past with other fandoms and it left me scarred so...yeah. BUT thanks to your explanation and from others, I can definitely DEFINITELY understand the appeal and unspoken potential it has and I can and WILL respect you Grollow shippers for your passion and dedication to it ^^

Also I'd like to apologize again for causing so much trouble for you with the other Anons with my ask. I really never meant for things to get so out of hand with it. I'm genuinely sorry.

On a lighter note tho, when you mentioned 'vessel for the radiance' , I thought back to a lovely AU fic in AO3 with the same name and funnily enough, the MC in that fic is the son of the Radiance and technically the nephew of Grimm whom is arranged to be married to Hollow as a 'peace treaty'. Idk why but that was the random thought that popped into my head when you said it ^^;

Ah, you didn't cause me any problems, anon! All you did was show me why the asks I've received in the past were so frustrating. Tone and intent really makes all the difference. Don't worry!

Write book... (Sweats profusely and stares openly at Blinding, which I haven't touched in a few days) ... Uhhh (gulp)

Every time you call Grollow popular I have to do a double take. I guess it kind of is the most popular ship involving both characters, but in the scope of what I consider popular, I see so much more of certain other ships (Lacenet in particular, but I also see tons of Palewatcher-- both of which I support ftr, so this is not a complaint-- as well as Quirrel/the Knight) that I never really considered it to BE a popular one. Especially considering how dead our tag is on AO3 (lighting a candle and saying a prayer for the swift return).

If I'm being honest with you, I don't think it's a good idea to write something off just because you are intimidated by the way that fandom handles it, even though past experiences make that easier. I know that instinct -- I come from animanga background, trust me, I KNOW it well -- but at the end of the day, you might be limiting yourself. For a long time, I avoided fandom entirely as a result of that, and sometimes I think I was happiest when I was full gremlin not speaking to anyone churning out fics from the heart. I wouldn't trade my friends for the world but there's a certain inner peace that comes with connecting with fandom the way that YOU want to. It involves liberal use of the block button and blacklisting tags but it does, in the end, make the internet a more enjoyable place to be.

Whether or not you come around to shipping Grollow, though, I hope I've at least shown you that our side of the fandom doesn't bite. You're welcome in my inbox any time.

I've not read that fic! Maybe I'll give it a shot. When my massive pile of back reading is done. Sweats. I'm drowning under the weight of all the things I want to read while writers block beats me up and calls me names behind Applebee's.

#asks: answered #anon #just wanna repeat again that youre not responsible for others dw #you dont have to apologize for anothers actions #and im fine besides #i grew up in the wild west of owari no seraph fandom #hollow knight fandom cant touch me

[anneapocalypse]

WIP Wednesday

@v-arbellanaris tagged me this week and @nirikeehan tagged me uhhh three weeks ago 😂 so thank you both! I've been on a writing hiatus but I'm working back up to it so here's a snippet.

Tagging @chocochipbiscuit @rosella-writes @delicatefade @ammoniteflesh @ziskandra @dreadfutures @inquisimer @ell-vellan @kiastirling @skyeventide @crackinglamb @ir0n-angel and anyone else who'd like to share!

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"How… does this work, exactly?" Briala asked, with curiosity as well as some trepidation. They had retired early and arisen before dawn, eating quickly and packing up their things into the wagon for the journey. Lanaya's aravel was one of the larger ones Briala had seen, all painted wood with intricate carvings and designs. It appeared much too wide to pass through even much of the outskirts, never mind the dense forest into which they ventured. The back, which featured long covered benches that could function as seats or as beds, was entirely covered. The front was open to the air; a wooden frame allowed draperies to be hung over this part as well, but Lanaya had pulled them down so they could see all around them as they traveled. "I have heard about Dalish magic, but…"

"It's simple, really." Lanaya had taken the front seat in the wagon, with Briala and Talith seated behind her. "You've seen that the trees often move of their own accord. The forest lives and breathes, and as Keepers we learn its rhythms, until it moves for us as well."

"But the trees are possessed by spirits. Is that how…"

"We do not use spirits, no. Spirits have a will of their own, and can present a danger to us even if they do not intend to. Keepers study the natural world as well as the power of the Beyond, and the how the one can be reshaped by the other. It is the manipulation of primal forces, not possession or blood magic."

Gheyna and Cammen had finished hitching up the halla, now and they tossed their elegantly-horned heads, eager to get on the move. There were only three, which seemed insufficient to Briala; a carriage of this size in Val Royeaux would have been drawn by at least two large draft horses, and the halla were considerably smaller. Perhaps this too involved magic. Briala climbed into the open front, and Talith sat beside her. Still feeling a bit nervous, Briala welcomed the comfort of her wife's hand in hers. She wondered if Talith felt the same.

Lanaya stood before them at the head of the aravel, and spoke some words in Elvish to the halla. Briala could not make them out, but the creatures seemed to understand, quieting their restless movements and standing ready and attentive.

Gheyna and Cammen, having finished tending to the halla, stood aside, hand in hand, and Gheyna waved. "Dareth shiral, Keeper. Talith, Briala, dareth shiral. Sylaise ma ghilana vhenas."

Cammen added solemnly, "Dareth shiral, Talith. Elgar'nan ma ghilana, lasa mala enasalin."

At that, Talith's expression grew solemn as well. "Ma serannas, lethallen. Dareth shiral."

Briala recognized a few words. Dareth shiral, "Safe journey." Vhenas, enasalin. And the names of the elven gods. Gheyna had bid the Hearthkeeper guide them safely home. Cammen had wished them victory—in the name of Elgar’nan, the god of vengeance.

She was still unsure whether she believed in the elven gods—if she believed in any gods at all—but Briala sent up a silent prayer of her own anyway.

Lanaya raised her staff only slightly. Her back was to Briala and Talith as she began to weave the magic that would aid their journey, and Briala could see only a soft green glow emanating from the crystal set unto her wooden staff. With her off hand, she seemed to weave the magic into form; the glow grew before her, and then dispersed like a cloud, sinking low to the ground and seeming to disappear into the earth.

The halla moved, and the wagon with them, and where they ventured east into the trees… the trees parted.

They did not walk, as the angry sylvans had. Their roots did not tear from the ground, not did their branches take the form of reaching arms. They hardly seemed to move at all—Briala truly could not tell whether the trees were sliding aside, or the ground itself had swelled beneath them, forming a path between them.

Lanaya took a set on the bench in front of them, though it was clear she was maintaining the spell through concentration, and Briala kept quiet to avoid disturbing her, instead looking in wonder as the trees slipped past on either side. The halla picked up speed, and the aravel glided smoothly through the forest where it parted for them. Its movement was incredibly, impossibly smooth, smoother than a carriage over packed dirt.

She was awestruck. It was the closest thing to her childhood dreams of a magical elven paradise that she had ever experienced in real life. From in front of them came Lanaya's voice, gently amused. "What do you think, my friends?"

"I've never seen anything like this," Briala said, finding her voice. "I've never… in truth I had thought much of the legend of Dalish magic to be just that."

~~~

#ahsig #briala #talith tabris #briala x female tabris #fic snip #wip wednesday #dragon age fic

[maochira]

What about kinda like the last request noa, chris, and lavinho as fathers find out reader has been dating kaiser for like a couple months

Okay so funny story I recently wrote my own thing for Noa and my Blue Lock OC in a similar situation. But writing this for Chris and Lavinho as well is gonna be fun. Also I'm adding this to the father figure!series

The other headcanons for context: right here

Series masterlist

Requests are open!

Tags: gn!reader, overprotective dad behaviour, reader is a soccer player but has an assistant role to the coaches in Blue Lock, literally everyone is concerned about you dating Kaiser (as they should), also if you're new to this series they're not actually reader's fathers but take a role as father figure in reader's life

Noel Noa

-he's known Kaiser for quite a while, and so did you, since all of you play for Bastard München. Just in different teams

-he's seen you hang out with Kaiser occasionally back in Germany, but ever since you went to Blue Lock, he's seen you around Kaiser more often. But he didn't think more into it

-and after a couple of months Noa. He. He sees you and Kaiser kissing and. Oh, well.

-he tries to keep calm, but inside of him there's so many emotions at once

-he calmly pulls you aside and asks if Kaiser is your boyfriend. When your answer is yes, well. Let's say Noa is not amazed.

-he starts asking questions about how long you've been dating, how far you've gone in the relationship (in terms of kissing, etc.), who knows about it, but most importantly: Noa wants to know why you didn't tell him

-so many thoughts about reasons why you should NOT be dating Kaiser run through his head, but he manages to not say any of them towards you. He doesn't want to make you feel insecure about your relationship, and he doesn't want you to feel like he's not supporting you either

-but he would definitely keep a really close eye on Kaiser and ask you if everything is going well between you and Kaiser at least once a day

-at some point, he admits that he's not really a fan of Kaiser being your boyfriend, and you keep reassuring Noa that your boyfriend treats you well

-eventually, Noa finds peace with the thought of you being in a relationship with Kaiser, especially after seeing how happy you are with him

Chris Prince

-even though you were Chris' assistant, occasionally you would be asked to assist at Bastard München's soccer practice as well. And that's basically how you and Kaiser got to know each other and how you started dating

-you kept your relationship a secret from everyone, tho. Even from Chris

-but when he does find out he's a bit unsure how well that could go, but he very much encourages you to continue the relationship if it makes you happy

-despite his concerns, he supports you because he loves seeing you happy like this. Also he thinks it's very cute how giggly you get when you talk about Kaiser

-at first, he was slightly upset that you kept your relationship a secret from him, although, looking back he realizes he should have noticed it sooner because especially to him it should have been pretty obvious

-whenever he meets Kaiser, Chris would occasionally stare at him with an expression that just screams "Break their heart and you're dead."

Lavinho

-like in the Chris headcanons, you assist at Bastard München's practices sometimes and that's how you and Kaiser got close

-when Lavinho finds out about your relationship, he'd be concerned as well but he'd also get a bit emotional, knowing you've found love

-but you're literally dating Michael Kaiser how can he not be concerned

-he trusts you, and he knows if anything bad happened you would talk to him about it, so in the long run he's not that concerned about your relationship

-tries giving you relationship advice but like, you never asked for it so usually, your answer is just "uhhh I know"

-once he gets comfortable with knowing you and Kaiser are dating, he starts teasing you about it. A LOT.

-but he's also still so overprotective about you, a part of him can't really handle knowing you're so deeply in love with someone

#bllk x you #blue lock x you #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk noel noa #noel noa x you #noel noa x reader #blue lock noel noa #lavinho #lavinho x reader #lavinho x you #blue lock lavinho #bllk lavinho #chris prince #blue lock chris prince #bllk chris prince #chris prince x you #chris prince x reader #blue lock headcanons #bllk headcanons #michael kaiser #blue lock kaiser

[agentplutonium]

20 Questions For Fic Writers Game

I got tagged by the ever talented @mr-laveau, thank you veauifer for that! I love games like this actually

I think I'm gonna tag @maxpaulll because you hate tag games and I think it's funny, and also @dizzy-n-busy even though I know you don't have a lot on ao3 at the moment (I just like telling people you also write fics on top of doing cool artwork/lh), also anyone else who wants to do this can! (do it. you don't need my permission. this is a threat. /lh)

1 - How many works do you have on AO3?

41. I have no social life.

2 - What's your total AO3 word count?

168,758. Again, have no social life.

3 - What fandoms do you write for?

Currently, I write for Redacted Audio and NeXus. We don't talk about my past fandoms /j

4 - What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Welp. Let's get into this.

#1 is Natural Enemies an unfinished spider!deku x Rody Soul multi-chap fic.

#2 is Dances in the Morning a Matchablossom (Kojiro Nanjo (Joe) x Cherry Blossom (Kaoru Sakurayashiki) one shot.

#3 is Infinity another Matchablossom one shot.

#4 is Paranoia an emotional hurt/comfort Denki & Sero one shot.

#5 is Symphony yet another Matchablossom one shot.

I will not explain anything.

5 - Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do! I love getting comments and I usually respond as soon as I get the email (because if I don't, I will forget they are there-)

6 - What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Uhhhh one sec I have to remind myself of what I wrote. OKAY SO I think the closest contender (I don't write angsty fics) would be The Mission a Kaminari/Shinsou fic. Or possibly even Oh, Captain, Let's Make a Deal which was something i wrote for a fandom event. The only other thing I can think of is an Imp!Milo fic where he loses Sweetheart and basically becomes the same shell that Asher is, but that one is unpublished. I don't really write angst-ending fics, I'm more start with angst and end happily. OH BUT WAS I WRONG (i was looking for examples for another question) I forgot about Space Between an Imp!Freelancer/Vindemiator fic. Oh my god, it’s not my best but fuck does it hurt.

7 -What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Oooo okay so top contenders are Four Years, Not Forever a Sero/Todoroki fic, or once again Dances in the Morning or Infinity. Those last two are in my top five for a reason.

8 - Do you get hate on fics?

I. Don't think so. If I did I don't remember. I think there was one whole comment where someone fucking pulled out one word of the fic and said "it ruined the fic" for them and "they had a hard time continuing" which i won't even get into cause it was like a one-time thing. It was a rediculous comment in context anyway.

9 - Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I don't, I want to, unsure if I'll ever post it though.

10 - Do you write crossovers?

No? I definitely don't now but I think I've gotten close in the past.

11 - Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so.

12 - Have you ever had a fic translated?

There was one offer, but I don't think it ever went anywhere.

13 - Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Technically yes, but it fell through. Would consider co-writing with someone though, depending on who they were/what the fic was.

14 - What's your all time favorite ship?

As of right now Milo/Sweetheart, but I go through favourite ships faster than I go through fandoms so I never have a real answer for this question.

15 - What's a WIP that you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Oh god, probably Eddie... The Love of My Life, or my All I Want series, just because I'm not in those fandoms anymore. I also have plenty of fics in my fic graveyard of a gdocs.

16 - What are your writing strengths?

I'd say my strengths are dialogue/describing non-sexual intimacy. Maybe my world-building? technically? uhhh that's all I can think of actually.

17 - What are your writing weaknesses?

Longer fics/keeping up with multi chaps (again, Eddie... The Love of My Life and Like Real People Do my beloveds I'm so sorry), MY FUCKING COMMAS if you read ANY of my fics I bet you there's way to many commas in it I have a problem, ummm I'd say any descriptive violence, I really wanna work on that. That's all that's coming to mind but I bet there's more.

18 - Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I am not against it, but I have not tried it (that I can remember). I wouldn't mind though I just would be VERY meticulous about how it's written.

19 - First fandom you wrote for?

Off the record? Harry Potter or Percy Jackson (shivers in wattpad days) but if we're looking at my AO3 it would be BNHA with I'm Here (yet another unfinished multi-chap)

20 - Favorite fic you've written?

Oh god, I don't even know. All my fics are my babies. If I had to pick from my published ones I would probably go with Promise Me, Please (I Promise) which is an Imp!Milo/Sweetheart fic of mine that I wrote a year ago. But I am currently working on one that might surpass that, but only time can tell.

ANYWAY I'm supposed to be working on finals but this was fun! I have way too much free time on my hands at all times, and it shows in my writing. I'm gonna go hide in a hole now.

#plutonium_rambles #plutonium_askgames

[engagemythrusters]

15 questions

darlin-djarin tagged me n i never do these but idk im bored xoxo

Were you named after anyone? Technically? Middle name ig.

When was the last time you cried? unsure. which is weird bc I usually know... hm...

Do you have kids? Nope and there's a lot going on behind that :(( that and I'm in my early twenties and broke slkdfj

Do you use sarcasm a lot? yes. great at using it, not as great at detecting it (autism xoxo)

What’s the first thing you notice about people? Ummm I'm not actually sure? between autism and anxiety i'm usually thinking more of "oh my god do they expect me to acknowledge them shit shit shit" rather than about the person themselves. sorry...

What’s your eye color? green. straight green.

Scary movies or happy endings? happy endings. not a fan of scary.

Any special talents? I don't think so? yeah. kinda average at everything.

Where were you born? In a hospital

What are your hobbies? Ceramics, writing, reading, hiking (disabilities permitting)

Have any pets? kitties >:)

What sports do/have you played? so many. my main one was swimming. was decent at it. my other big one was (redacted bc it's so niche and i'm not giving it away)

How tall are you? uhhh im rounding it up to 5'4

Favorite subject at school? many <3 in college tho it was obviously linguistics (hehe <3)

Dream job? Ceramics professor OR something w linguistics OR librarian. those three are what I've wanted. sigh bc unattainable.

um im not tagging anyone bc i dont know people. hey wait Nik n Alicia if u see this im making you do it (you wont see it probably)

[quincyhorst]

(Scrapped Tweet Thread)

This was meant to be on my own HC tag only but I decided to post it on the main Ina11 tag too bc I feel like this isn't talked enough imo. So, hi.

So just to clarify, all my Rose Griffon headcanons are set on FFI!Ogre universe, unlike the other teams (which are more inspired by the anime). Mainly because I wanted to expand on the specific Ogre vs RG match and the outcome it left in-universe. Plus being fair, I personally find slightly more interesting than just getting humiliated by all other Block B teams.

Another reason why? It is a good source of angst.

(Long post + Headcanon ahead)

First off I want to clarify something: On the game, it is shown that Ogre inflitrates on the FFI tournament, defeating Rose Griffon by 36 goals (I'm still unsure what team were they replacing in this match, and since I don't own IE3 I cannot confirm) and things got so bad that the french players had to leave themselves. Either way, after Inazuma Japan and Canon defeat them, they leave the timeline, but at the cost of deleting any of their trace in people's memories. So this leaves a question, what about the match? If Ogre gets memory holed from the entire FFI, are those 36 goals attributed to anyone else? Or do the match results change to suit the original timeline better?

For this scenario's sake, we'll make it so Ogre modified everybody's memories and perception, and took one team's spot for this occasion. When they left the timeline, they changed the match as said country made those goals instead. But unfortunately the damage was still done, France got destroyed by something they couldn't remember anymore, just vague memories and feelings that haunt them deep inside.

But you know how to make this worse? Remember, Rose Griffon is a national selection, meaning they were under the constant pressure of representing a whole country. But, what happens when at the last second, you get bombarded with such horrendous result?

The Rose Griffon kids must have had it hard, specially after getting labeled "the worst FFI team". Imagine returning home with your teammates, and for the next days, weeks and months all the press talks about is an international humiliation that you couldn't do anything about; and you can't actually process how or why it happened.

And this is all about being a regular player. NOW, imagine BEING THE ACTUAL GOALKEEPER. Because remember, in the match's cutscene THERE WAS NO SWITCHING. Ladji Parra stood in the goal during the entirety of the match, even when it ended.

When you come back home, your name appears everywhere. All over the newspapers, all over the TV, the web, your image as a soccer player overall gets ruined forever. Nobody wants to have you around, as you became a nationwide symbol of shame and humilliation. From now on, you will forever be known as the goalkeeper that failed 36 times, who knows if you'll ever get rid of that stain as time goes on.

...Now, this got rather sad, so let's add here something more uplifting: If there was something actually good that came from the Ogre match and that dreaded FFI, is that after it all ended, the Rose Griffon players started to rely deeply in one another for support. They were all put on the same situation and negative public image, so if nobody else was going to support them, why not work together? It wasn't easy at first, given some members even refused to communicate at first (I think you know who I'm referring to), but no matter what, they eventually came back and all stood together.

And by also reaching out constantly they managed to strengthen their bonds any further; making very close friendships within some of their members. Hell, some of their actual family members became close too. So overall, post-Ogre, Rose Griffon all became a very united found family.

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Note: I'm case I might be wrong and turns out those 36 goals were erased from history too, then... Uhhh... You can consider this an AU instead (? I think it's an interesting change of pace given how Rose Griffon (And France overall) always got the worst treatment out of the three euro Block B teams. Also it feels weird for me for Ogre!IE3 to just hit RG in the face and then just erase/change it with time travelling magic or something. They went by something horrible, man, of course something must have remained on their brains.

#inazuma eleven #HC:Ina11 #Rose Griffon #Ladji Paara #Funfact: This is what straight up SOLD me into Rose Griffon #People talk about the Zeus vs Ogre match but I feel like none realizes how fucked up this one is in-context #Reminder; Zeus was mainly a weapon of Kageyama #BUT ROSE GRIFFON WERE INNOCENT FRENCHIES WHO WANTED TO PLAY SOCCER AND REPRESENT THEIR COUNTRY #And they got destroyed by a merciless team that had beef with one (1) japanese player and wanted to ruin HIS love for soccer #Mfs ended up ruining the soccer love of 16 other players instead :( #Well no in my setting Pierre still kind of wanted to keep playing but eventually he gave up too #...I should post a list of all the Ogre!RG futures someday