#and like... that's a very bare bones description ngl

[purplecelestial-buddy]

I just remembered this collage:

🌻

I'll never get why you say that I remind you of Noé when, based on the fics I've read and the clips I've seen, I so clearly share more similarities with Vanitas

So we'll let the people decided:

[thef1diary]

💭 on my mind: I can’t stop thinking about using Charles as a sleep aid (or more like his dick) like just being unable to fall asleep and he wakes up because you’re moving around and he just knows what you need. Just some soft sleepy sex 🥵

Use Me | C. Leclerc

absolutely loved this idea omg I had sm fun with this.

warnings: 18+ smut, very poetic descriptions of sex ngl, unprotected sex, riding, just soft sleepy smut as requested

wc: 660

masterlist

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You lie in bed, tossing and turning, the weight of the day still heavy upon your shoulders, refusing to slip into the comforting embrace of sleep. Your mind racing, thoughts swirling like a storm. But amidst the chaos, you glance at Charles who is still blissfully asleep. One idea persists as you look at him, growing stronger with each passing moment.

His silhouette is barely visible in the dim moonlight filtering through the curtains. He sleeps peacefully, undisturbed by the turmoil raging within you. You hesitate, unsure if you should disturb his slumber, but after tossing and turning a couple more times, the decision is made for you. He moves closer to you, wrapping his arm around your waist and tucking his head in the crook of your neck.

“Can’t sleep, ma belle?” He mutters, his voice deep, lined with sleep while his eyes flutter open for a moment, drowsy and confused.

His voice only adds on to the growing need between your legs, and you press your thighs together in a failed attempt to relieve it.

You shake your head, “no, Charles. Please?” You turn towards him, facing him while your hand runs down his bare chest, feeling every ridge of muscle until you’re stopped by the hem of his boxers. He knows without words what you need, what you crave from him.

Without a word, he turns to lie flat on his back, taking you with him, allowing you to straddle his thighs. Your head buried into the curve of his neck, inhaling the familiar scent of his skin, already beginning to find solace in the rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your ear.

He pressed a kiss to your forehead, before whispering the words that ignited your body with desire. “Use me.”

In the hushed stillness of the night, his touch is like a balm to your restless soul. His warmth seeps into your bones, calming the frantic thoughts that have plagued you, that have taken away your ability to fall asleep. With his caress of his fingers on your cheek, each whispered word of comfort, you feel yourself surrendering to the peace only he can offer.

The desire that sparks between you two isn’t one of passion or urgency, simply just a gentle, tender longing born from the need for connection.

Both of your clothes are quickly shed, punctuated by the sound of your sigh as you sink down on him, pressing your hands against his chest to stabilize yourself. Charles’ hands rest on your hips, urging you with light squeezes, sinful words, and breathy moans leaving his lips.

As the minutes tick by, you feel the tension slowly drain from your body, replaced by a profound sense of peace and thoughts of only him.

He thrusts his hips up a couple times, catching you by surprise, draining your energy even further when he presses his thumb against your clit, rubbing slow enticing circles.

Charles sees your eyes drooping while you struggle to keep up the pace to bring yourself over the edge. He tightens his hold on your waist, pulling you closer before rolling over on the bed to take control.

Still keeping the slow and steady pace, he deepens his thrusts, watching you grab onto the sheets above your head to ground yourself.

In the silent intimacy of the night, you find yourselves entwined in a slow, unhurried dance of bodies, feeling the sweat on your skin gather and shine in the glimmer of the moonlight trickling in.

Soon enough, both of you reach your orgasms, allowing all the tension to seep away from you as the mixed cum drips out of you and onto the sheets below.

As sleep finally claims you, it’s not just the exhaustion that lulls you into slumber, but the comforting presence of Charles pressed up behind you, a beacon of relief in your restless mind. Together you drift off into dreams, wrapped in the warm embrace of his arms.

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[mockerycrow]

i dunno if ANY of this makes sense bc im high but here goes;

In my own HC dear Johnny grew up in the foster care system. Johnny was an energetic and chaotic child, tossed from household to household. that was until the one he finally stayed the longest in. while he was never adopted, he stayed with this family until he joined the military. he lived in the basement. This family, very nice people, busy, already with a big family, sometimes didn't make enough to pay for heat on top of food and other costs. he never held that against them, they tried so hard and its a mean world.

He spent years in that chilly basement. the Scottish weather, wet and overcast seemed to saturate the concrete no matter the season. eventually, he ended up being more comfortable in the cold. he acclimated. He loves winter. It’s comfortable to him. You, however, hate it. Maybe you grew up somewhere where you never truly knew the cold, the way it bleeds into everything and saps it all away until cold is all that's left. or maybe, the freezing burn of winter is all too familiar to you, an inevitable future to dread in the hazy dog days of late summer. Doesn’t change anything; you hate waking up cold. But john can’t name a feeling he loves more than the pure overwhelming warmth in his chest when you cling to him like a little koala. Curled up like a purring cat to his side, seeking him and his body heat even subconsciously in the depths of rest. It’s something older than time, older than any language made to describe it. All of it falls away in comparison to the feeling of your skin against his own, so tightly bound to him he couldn’t peel you away if he wanted to (he doesn’t). Words fail him. Every. Time. They can’t capture the overwhelming size and weight of the feeling of it. Its all consuming, a internal burning blooming in his chest like a bonfire or a pyre. too big an emotion to describe but he tries in his journals. the closest he gets to it are the words "safe", or "intimate". He loves to watch you flutter on the blurred fuzzy edges of sleep, barely waking with a shiver, snuggling closer and closer, drifting away again. He wants to see it forever, every day he can until he dies. he wants the world to stay so far away from you and him and your shared bed. he would fight and die to keep it safe, keep you safe. cup these moments in his hands to protect the flickering light of it from the high winds of this mean, wide world we live in.

(He’s the type to get cuteness aggression and pull you into bone crushing hug, and lament that it woke you up. He didn’t mean to! He just loves you so much! hes so sorry, he can make the coffee this morning, just stay in bed darling, hell be right back!)

https://youtu.be/V6o7XFKWwn0?si=CpKMm-n35uH9QF3e 🫶

It makes sense!! I personally have different headcanons for him and I grew up in one of the snowiest cities in the USA, so i personally cannot relate anejfjcjkskdd BUT!!! I WILL ALWAYS POST ANYONE’S HC’s!!

you do not know how much i love “i love cold” x “i hate it” ships. literally oh my god anwjfjdka anon i need to kiss you on the forehead because i have no words. your descriptions of love are so. I NEED IT IN MY LIFE!! WHAT!!! SOMEONE PLEASE!!!

[and i thought you were going to rick roll me ngl..]

[lickoutyourbrains]

I'm dumb I thought I sent this already...

🤔 🥳 🦷 💥🎉

🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

*forces you to say nice things about yourself because ily*

lol all good!

🤔 Are there any new characters you want to write about?

Do OC's count? Because late last year I made a couple of new characters for the Vena Cava ensemble and two of them have swiftly become candidates to be Divale's friends. Cordy Sorvino and Kasper [SURNAME UNDECIDED],

🥳 How are you going to celebrate when you achieve one of your writing goals?

NGL if I ever actually succeed in publishing one of my stories I'm probably going to burst into tears out of sheer relief. I don't think that's celebrating though... Maybe doing different video calls with friends to watch their reactions whilst they read it first the first time?? Maybe spending a few days trying to calm down my full body vibrations of excitement? I've never thought about "celebrating", is that weird? That I've had this dream for so long but not know how I would celebrate reaching that goal?

🦷 Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you're dreading to write (but is necessary to your plot)? Share a snippet or tell us about it!

Is it cheating to say, "the parts of Until A Day I Died where I don't know what's going to happen yet"? Because I am terrified of those. I dread writing them because I fear how long it's going to take me to come up with an idea, let along how long it will take me to actually write them. It's been over a decade since I first came up with the idea of UADID and I've barely gotten two draft chapters done.

If not then I'd say a scene in the sequel fic to House of Tarot Cards. I have to write a resolution between two characters that's going to be real fucking hard to try and justify lol.

💥Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you're most excited to write? Share a snippet or tell us about it!

Well I answered this before with an original project, so this time I'll answer for a fic project! I'm very excited to work on both Remus' chapter of Vultures (gore-whore time to shine babey) and with the sequel fic to House of Tarot Cards I'm excited to try and stretch my scenery description skills with a uh... certain location that will be featured.

Remus wiped cold condensation from his goggles once again as his riding boots squelched through the sodden soil, occasionally hearing the crunch of small bones left by the creatures unlucky enough to be ensnared by sandman mud.

🎉 How are you going to be kind to yourself if you don't meet your goals?

AAUHGDFUHGJFL I DON'T KNOOOOOOOOW 😭I'm soooo awful at being kind to myself like every time I do a small something just for me I get like a couple days worth of guilt afterwards. It's a thing that I've not yet been able to conquer with therapy just yet. What to other people do for this sort of thing?? Please I really want to know, maybe there's something I'm doing wrong and I need ideas on how to be kind to myself after I let myself down for the thousandth time. I guess and answer that's not an answer is that I let myself cry as much as I need and don't repress my own anguish?

[casperthecuriouswriter]

Could you do Jaskier x reader were the reader is a forest nymph. She lives away from people till one day Geralt and Jaskier are walking through the forest, and walk across the reader who is hurt because of the village people attack her. So they help her out and tell her to come with them. Slowly over time Jaskier falls in love with her.

can y’all tell it’s been a minute since I’ve written consistently? Because I certainly can! Jaksier is a sap, and Geralt is Soft™ for One Fool. Just a heads up that this might be the last week in a while that I will maybe be consistent? Move-In Day for my college (because of course we’re still moving in regardless of Miss Rona) is on the 15th of August and I still have some things I need to be getting ready. But anyway, here Ya Go!

Jaskier x Nymph!Reader

tw: mentions of an injury and pain, not very descriptive of anything. the ask was for a female reader, but it kinda ended up being gn on accident

wc: 868 words sorry she’s a lil short, I struggled with this ngl, but that could just be ‘cause I’m running on like, two hours of sleep??? but this was a really cute concept, so I wish I could have done it justice!!!

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You laid on the forest floor, chilled to the bone and the aching of your wounds distracting you from hearing the crunch of leaves behind you. A gasp sounded, and you lifted your head to find two men, one human and a Witcher with familiar white hair. The human rushed to your side, grimacing when you flinched away from his hands. He spoke in low tones, trying to calm you down as he looked pleadingly at the Witcher to help you.

You didn’t speak, the pain far too much for you to even entertain the thought of a conversation, but when the Witcher crossed the small clearing and hefted you up into his arms, the human smiled softly and tried to speak with you. “Who did this?” He asked, picking up your long since discarded cloak off of the ground. “Who are you?”

“She’s a nymph.” The Witcher said, waiting for you to point in the direction of your spring. As soon as you did, he began to stalk off towards it with the human in tow. “Humans did this.”

“What?” The human asked, his eyes widening when you all came to a break in the trees to find a glowing spring filled with birdsong, butterflies, and small creatures chittering as you were lowered into the healing waters.

You closed your eyes as you felt the cool wash of the water flow up your arms, and sighed in quiet relief once you were healed. Opening your eyes, you nodded your thanks to the Witcher, and you noted the awe on the human’s face when the water reeds began reaching for you as you stood. Hiding your smirk at the human’s blush at your rather naked form, you waved a hand and roots came up from the ground to give them a place to sit while you found some form of clothing.

“I thank you, Witcher. I would have undoubtedly bled out without your help.”

The human, who had politely turned away from where you were tugging on a pair of pants and loose tunic, quickly introduced them as Jaskier and Geralt. You paused, and a small badger walked forward with a basket of fruits and placed it gently into your open hand. You smiled softly at the pair of them, looking wholly out of place in your home, and told them your name.

“I must say, your spring is lovely!” Jaskier said, reaching for a bundle of grapes in the proffered basket. “As are you. Oh, the songs I could write of your beauty and,” he glanced at the grapes in hand with a grin, “hospitality.”

Geralt grunted, all but rolling his eyes as he also reached into the basket to pull out an apple.

You smiled at the bard’s cheery attitude, and the rest of the night passed on peacefully. You joked along with Jaskier, showed him the music of the forest, and the song of the earth, and felt the tender kiss he had placed on your brow when you had parted ways for the night.

The Bard works fast, you thought, the feeling of his lips on your skin lingering long after the moment was past. You found you didn’t mind, giggling ecstatically as you moved back to your own tree branch to sleep in. He was kind, funny, and something about him was comforting and familiar.

They stayed in the safety of your sanctuary until you had lost count of the days. You had noticed the lingering glances Jaskier made no attempt to hide, until eventually you found the courage to pull him aside and kiss him senseless.

Geralt, as much as he pretended that the “sneaking around” annoyed him, he was glad that both of you had found a moment of reprieve in the world. The day of their departure, after you had heavily supplied them with as many fruits and vegetables that they could carry, Jaskier pulled you to the side and asked if you would come with them. It was clear he had played it off to Geralt as having your abilities be rather useful, but the way the Witcher smiled, a small thing barely playing on the corner of his lips said enough. And so he stood under the willow tree by your small pond, and he held your hands in his as he begged you to follow.

“Please,” he had said, the waver in his voice stronger than it should have been considering how short of a time you had known him. “Come with us, I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving you to be hurt again.” The grip on your hands was strong, and his calloused fingers rubbed over the skin of your hands with such care and reverence your voice caught in your throat.

All you could do was nod, and you felt him sweep you up into his arms with a shout and a laugh. You might not have known him long, but you could feel a life full of warmth and love in the way he held you to him. It was settled. You would travel with the White Wolf and his Bard, and you would love Jaskier for as long as you were able.

[wistfulcynic]

So I want to know where your ideas come from. And then your writing process.

My ideas come from loads of places. Mostly they are tropes I like or things I want to read, or just whatever my brain spits onto the page. Occasionally they come from outside sources -- the stars through our souls was the result of all the “let’s be each other’s wedding dates” movies I was watching, A Uniquely Portable Magic was a prompt from @katie-dub for a magical bookstore, The Bend of the Arc was @stahlop‘s request for enemies to lovers, Error 404 was spawned by a Discord discussion. And of course Their Way By Moonlight only exists because you asked for more of the dreams ‘verse...😘. So basically the ideas come from all sorts of places, and once I have a seed of one I have to plant it and let it grow a bit before I start to write. 

Which brings me to the writing process. It starts with a very bare-bones first draft, just spitting ideas onto the page, bits of dialogue usually. Sometimes I develop the backstory and world first, sometimes that comes after I’ve already got some ideas down. But what I’ve learned about myself over the past year or so is that I absolutely *have* to do that development and world-building or I will struggle to get a handle on the story or the characters. 

The next step is the first revision, which @thisonesatellite and I call “enfleshenation,” because it involves going over the bony draft and putting some flesh on it. Building on the ideas, adding description, filling holes, linking the scenes together, that sort of thing. The next-to-last step is polishing, which for me is looking at the language and seeing if it can be improved. Getting rid of words that are repeated, thinking of better means of expression, and generally tightening things up. The final step is just before posting, when if I have time I do a quick copyediting read to try to catch typos or punctuation errors. That step doesn’t always happen, it depends on how much time I’ve got.  

It’s kind of an involved process, NGL, but I actually really enjoy it, especially the enfleshenation and polishing. The hardest part is getting the bones down, usually the only way that happens is if I can sprint with people, so thank goodness for all of you! 

Thanks, Krystal! 

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it’s fanfic writer Friday! ask me anything! 

[sleepless-in-starbucks]

Screw it

LAOFT from someone who’s never read the main story

100% of my knowledge of LAOFT comes from askes of @tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors that I read and the one-shots I’ve read. Some of it will be right. Most of it will be wrong. Hopefully all of it is a hilarious, sleep-deprived mess.

Since there’s a good chance I’ve got at least a few bits of plot right there are some spoilers herein so beware weary traveler who really should just skip past this mess of a post.

Sleep-deprivation baby let’s go.

The basics:

Setting: Wickhills

Creepy fae town

I think it’s based in Ohio. Maybe. Probably. idk

Tho if you came here for exacts buddy oh boy I have bad news for you

I digress

I think the description of the first part says smth about the people not minding having their things stolen

Except for uh I think her name’s May Gage

Ro’s Mom?

I think

NO WAIT

Description has to do with Dot Sanders

Mum of Lo and Tho

Will talk about them later but I just had to get that straight first

Even tho there’s, like, nothing straight in this AU

I think the main plot problems arise, originally, due to miscommunication

Or lack of communication

All I know is in the drunk history of Wickhills that I barely remember there was a mention of them not communicating and that basically dooming them

And y’all... lots going on around here

Lots

So uh we’re jumping into characters now here I go

Virgil Lastnamesmth: 

No I don’t know his last name and no I’m not going to learn it just for this post

It’s Lastnamesmth now deal with it

I think he’s Spider King

Or smth like that

He rules the forest

After he gets out of his magic coma

He’s in that for a long time tho

100 years I think?

And uh I think Durant did it to him but we’ll talk about the devil in a snake suit later

He got put in a protective coffin by... I want to say Greta but ngl I know nothing about Greta. 

She may be one of Vi’s sisters

He has a LOT of siblings actually

Many are spider sisters I think

And I think Elliot and Thomas are also his siblings in a way

Maybe

idk

Again don’t trust what you read when it comes from me peeps

But he’s super powerful

And I think he’s in the winter court

Whatever that means

I know courts exist for the seasons, and I’m reasonably sure Virgil’s is Winter, but that’s about it

He has magic but I don’t think he used it in any of the one-shots I read so what do I know

Well he does in one

That one where Logan gives his full name

That one was good I quite liked it

Well actually they’re all good I like all the ones I read

Back to Virgil

Hates parties which is a mood

He has to host them tho

Being Spider King is cool other than that bit I gather

And the part where the court gossips about you but oh well I suppose

I believe he’s autistic too

Or at least written with a lot of autistic traits

Is that how you say it? Autistic traits sounds wrong

Can fae be autistic? Or just like it?

Y’know what fuck it fae can be autistic and the only one allowed to @ me about that is the author screw off haters

I think the rest of what I have to say can live in the misc section

NEXT CHARACTER

Roman Gage:

I’d like to start with I love him and every time I think about what little I know of his backstory I want to cry

idk how he ended up in an abusive relationship but I know he did

And he’s such a good boi

He doesn’t DESERVE IT GODSDAMNIT

Only Vi would get me this emotionally invested in characters I only sorta know I swear

So yeah

Current Ro still has some problems with that

For very obvious reasons

And yet!

He is a gentleman and a knight and a champion and a prince

Yes that is a direct reference at that one one-shot shhh

His family is also one of witches right

He has a familiar 

Tis a cat named Dizzy

I only know about Dizzy from like one fic tho so that’s all I can say about her

Dizzy can talk too in case that wasn’t clear

He made a potion in the microwave despite knowing that he probably shouldn’t and I think that’s a good summary of his character

I think he found Virgil first

At the very least he did find Virgil

He’s a human who found a hot dude in a glass case crawling with creepy crawlies and thought ‘ah yes the perfect place to spend all my time’

Sounds legit I’m sure

I don’t know how this lead to him in a bad place with the motherfucker also called the Serpent King

But it did

But in the end he got glass coffin boy and two others so at least he’s got that going for him

We move on once more!

Patton Uh what’s Remy’s last name again I think it’s that:

Or it isn’t

I said it before I’ll say it again:

Looking up info for this defeats the point

Deal with my horrible misinformation

He got a gift from White!

I believe this is because his Mum saved her or something

The problem?

Uh

The gift is also a curse

Because while it’s incredibly written that’s the cliché folks

People have to do what ever he ‘orders’

Basically anything that techincally demands something from the other

Including things like ‘stop’ which is like one-hit KO murder word

Patton had a nightmare about that

That was a fun one-shot

Though if you could just like kill people on accident I guess I’d have nightmares ‘bout it too

He’s the other human of the trio plus one

No I don’t remember the word for a group of four people and no I’m not going to look it up

A Professional Cuddler according to that one fic where the description’s like ‘Patton thinks he’s got the best seat in the house’ or whatever

There’s one fic where Emile help him put make-up on

Wowsers

That fic was fun to read because he flustered ALL his bfs

No question

What else what else

I think he’s got a bodyguard

Named... Bell???

Maybe???

Okay I think that’s most of my Pat knowledge

ONWARDS

Logan (Berry) Sanders:

Yes adding the Berry was very important

It’s a huge part of that name fic

And I like it so

Deal with it

He’s a fae

I believe a changling to be exact

And a selkie

He’s... spring court...?

He was replaced for Thomas in typical Changling fashion

But then Thomas came back (I think Dot got Tho back idk) and suddenly he had a brother

He has nature magic of some form

But his best power is his flower power

He can’t control it and I love it so much

I don’t even KNOW what each type of flower appearing means 9 out of 10 times but that doesn’t make me any less happy about it

*Sigh*

I wish I sprouted flowers at random...

I think he’s also autistic

He and Virgil occasionally bond over that it’s sweet

Like with the painted nails tap tap tapping

Or the singing walls

I know something happened to him

Something relating to something stupid Ro did

I think that’s the stupid thing that got Ro forced to be with the dick that is Deceit in this

But I honestly don’t know what happened to Logan

Hmph

He can be a nervous boi

That fic where he tried to say I love you with his notecards?

Love that one

...Twenty-five percent of this is just me randomly complimenting Vi’s one-shots ain’t it

Huh

Oh well

No regrets

I just realized I use ‘Vi’ for Violet and Virgil interchangeably

That may be problematic but screw off if you think I’m going to change anything

That’s too much effort

BACK TO LOGAN

He has a honey problem from that one fic I read

Where he gets real sappy about his bfs to Thomas

Not like a bad problem

Just a ‘maybe he should stop drinking it if he wants to pretend he has dignity’ problem

Okey-dokie I’m moving on to his bro now

Thomas (Bug) Sanders:

Lo’s incredible brother

And when I say incredible I mean it

Very nice

Will squish Logan when needed

Actually will squish anyone when needed

He has a Squish Instinct

Also has Brother Instinct and no it’s not the Cain Instinct

It’s the opposite

Will Fight if you try to hurt Lo from what I can tell

I think he also had a monster in his head

The monster has a longer name but I can’t spell it so I won’t try

This fact is based on One (1) one-shot where he has a weird freak out

That’s also the fic I base my belief that he’s somehow Virgil’s brother on

But no promises

The fic starts with italics and bolded lines interchanging

I don’t remember the name tho

If you haven’t already figured out I’m not going to look it up you’re even more sleep-deprived then I am

But yeah Thomas is great

Teases Lo about his crushes like a good bro

Helps Lo when he’s panicking or freaking out or something

Even when Lo’s at college

I don’t know as much about Tho so let’s leave it there

Onto the Monster

Durant (is that his name idk) Monsterunworthyoflove: 

His last name is Monsterunworthyoflove because that’s what he is

I know almost nothing about him actually

They call him ‘he’ a lot because I think trigger reasons

But honestly he also doesn’t deserve to have his name spoken

He was the Snake King

Maybe Serpent King 

Eh idc

I believe he put Virgil in magic coma to rule as King

I think they were brothers but idk

HE SUCKS

I think he’s dead

I wish I knew how or by who’s hand but he is

He got a coffin in the ground which I think if unfair

Let the worms devour his flesh and let me make his bones into my furniture

I am a part of the Kill Durant Again squad only because I missed my chance to kill him first

Like I said I know little about him

But he put the abusive in Roman’s abusive relationship so honestly fuck him to Hell and back and then do it again for good measure

Every time I read a scene with Ro being uncomfy because of him

I want to strangle him

I fucking mime the motions

Violet honestly props on making such a hate-able character

I could talk about him more because I do know a few other things

But honestly the fact he’s not real and my dream to choke him slowly is therefore impossible makes my skin crawl

I hate him so much it’s not healthy so we’re moving on

To minor characters!

Minor Characters:

As in characters I know very little about

I guess they could be vital characters

REMY

MY BOI

I know he’s a classic badboy who will die if Emile kisses him and I love him

Also he’s super smart with his moonshine and I’m so proud

I love him so so so so much and I barely know him

Good job Violet you wrote him well and I love you

Emile is also great

Remy has protected him for wearing skirts because Rem’s a good boy and he’s RIGHT

Emile feels bad for treating Patton bad in the past I think

Hence that one make-up session

Emile also crushes on Remy hard the remile in this AU is on point man

Elliot exists

I think they’re Virgil’s sibling. Somehow. Maybe

I read one one-shot that focused on their relationship with Vi and that’s all I know about them

Mawmaw (Mamaw? mawma? I’mma just call her May. If she’s May. I think she’s May) is Ro’s Mom.

Also a witch I think

Really tough but she cares

Dot is super nice

She’s Lo and Tho’s Mum I think

I don’t remember the one-shots with her in them well but she’s always sweet

Okay there’s this one character who’s name starts with an E

I think she’s Logan biological mom

Logan cut a knot he had with her or smth

Apparently she’s awful and Vi would kill her but it would have a bad mental effect on Ro for... some reason

he got pale when the idea was brought up idk

I would have thrown her in forever prison if I couldn’t kill her but that’s just me

She placed a curse on Lo that stopped him from leaving Wickhills I think

Or smth

Lo broke the curse tho so what does it matter

Linda is the LAMP’s daughter??? I think???

I... haven’t actually read the fics she’s in so idk

But people really seem to love her so that’s neat

Out of minor characters so we progress to my fav part about the series

Gay bois:

Aka the LAMP gang

They’re so gay guys

The gayest gays

I like to think I can write decent gays

But these???????

They barely have to look at each other before they’re dead, murdered, killed by the mere beauty of one of the others

I LIVE FOR IT

In the one-shots I’ve read they’re either completely 100% fluffy gays

Or gays helping each other with one Trauma or another

But they still end up gay-ing over each other in the end

and the KISSING

as an aroace I generally find kisses meh or ew

But these gays

All they want to do is kiss

Sometimes it’s tender and sweet and loving

More often than not tho the kisses are like

‘If one of you didn’t manage to barely hold onto a brain cell throughout the gay you’d be fucking in public’

I am repulsed to write that sentence but it’s TRUE

...I think

Note: idek the difference between passionate but just passionate kisses and passionate about to get steamy kisses

Because you know

aroace

But the main point:

I find kisses meh

But these gays very clearly illustrate how beautiful kisses can be and I think that’s wonderful

Also I just generally love LAMP and this is good good LAMP A++ Vi

They’re so gay and loving and protective of each other

They really deserved their own category

Onto the final section

Misc:

Aka stuff that doesn’t fit in the other sections and/or stuff that did fit in the other sections but I forgot about it and am too lazy to put where it belongs

I realize now that Remy and Pat do not have the same last name

They’re not brothers (I don’t think......)

Does Pat’s last name start with a W?

That sounds right

Fug me if I know what Rem’s last name is tho

Where do they all live

I thought only Vi lived in fae land

But I think Pat may live there too

But Lo lives in non-fae land???

idk

Also fae land is called fairyland and I can’t tell if that’s it’s actual name or the name one of the Bois gave it jokinly

Because if fairyland is it’s serious name, that’s hilarious

No shade Violet I’m just easily amused

Y’know I always forget how young these bois are

Then I remember Lo’s not even 18 by the time the after main plot one-shots come in to play

So like

Damn son they young

I feel double bad for all of them

Triple bad for Ro- the Serpent King’s head will be mine I swEAR

I think Ro’s been a knight twice

Tho if you ask me he’s only been a knight once

Because I refuse to associate him in any way to the dick that is Durant if I can help it so he’s only ever been Vi’s knight suck it

Apparently like almost all of Wickhills hate the Sander bois

Probably the LAMP crew too idk

What I mean to say is despite how desperate I want to live there a lot of Wickhills’s residents are jerkwads

I think I saw a post where Lo can do photosynthesis and idk if it’s a shitpost or not but in this mess of a post I have decided it is canon

Mainly because that’s cool and I would like to do photosynthesis

A new one-shot I didn’t read has sparked a lot of askes about a Matt

I believe this man to be Pat’s father

But I can make no promises as to the accuracy of this belief

Did Linda come out of a tree?

idk why but I feel like she did

That’s weird man

How do you come out of a tree

(me @ me: ‘you could... you could read the fic and find out’

So turns out I can shut the hell up

I am a bitch who understands nothing)

And I have ONCE MORE gotten off track oof

My favorite part of reading LAOFT is all the fae knowledge I learn

Really has sparked my interest in fae

Even if I’ll never know enough to do anything with it asfsdfb

Plus apparently Vi just sprinkles in her own fae lore here and there

Which is super cool

But also means if I tried to write something I’m quite sure someone would be like ‘umm this isn’t true’ and I would feel played

Also what is up with Vi and Lo and rainfall

In that one fic where they hide in a tree and Logan senses a raindrop

His skin breaks open and sews itself together????

wtf????

So confusion

But hey guess whose bitch’s fault that is

*finger guns at a mirror*

ELDRITCH MONSTORITY

That’s not at ALL how you spell it but that’s it that’s the thing that was in Thomas’s head

Go me for remembering it

Fae land has a lot of customs and I know very few of them

Tho I do adore that one Flirt fic

Poor poor Virgil

Oh yeah Logan can make these super cool bushes

I know he used one rose bush when fighting someone who’s name started with a Mrs/Miss

Yes I know the first name wasn’t actually Mrs/Miss

But all I know of her name is Mrs/Miss something

And he used another bush against some idiot of a fae who grabbed Patton

By the way go protective Lo go

Like they can all get crazy protective of each other and I LIVE for it

ROMAN HAD HIS MEMORIES SPLIT UP??????

I mean I knew about a Night Roman and a Day Roman but I thought that was

like

a metaphor 

Like Roman acted differently during the night because he was stuck with a monster whom I shall revive simply to kill again

And he was trying to be separate from that person??

Or something like that

But NOPE

Serpent King is a Bastard of a being and I would happily crush his wind pipe beneath my foot

I hope the most amusing part of this sleep-drunk post is my different names for Durant the Dead Bitch because I am having fun insulting him

Okay listen peeps that is not even CLOSE to everything about this series but I wrote this over a couple of days, and my memory of what has been written and hasn’t been written is nonexistent, and if you think I’m rereading this to edit, you’re a fool (no offense) so like. We’re just gonna do a wrap-up summary and call it good.

Summary: Gay fae messes who should figure out the value of communication get themselves in a LOT of shit because of their lack of said communication.

Also, final apologies to Violet, because LAOFT has incredibly deep, rich, intricate lore and my response to this lore is to grossly misrepresent it and also write this while I’m in the constant state of being sleep-deprived, and more or less acting like I’m drunk or smth

So uh. I hope this was amusing.

[mrxadreamin]

FOR REEEAL Eiden having to go through the whole Scott Pilgrim route just go get some LMAOOO

Satan - Mr. Possessive would have kicked Eiden and knowing his temper, this man off the bat would probably start some kind of fight.

Mammon - Goes two ways, lets Eiden has his way or like Satan, block his ass from getting anywhere close to our mc while taunting him like he did with Minhyeok and Satan. Also thinking about his golden fists ability and how this man can quite literally put a barrier between them both.

Beelzebub - would think that he’d let Eiden get his way(which he probably would knowing Beel) but at the same time again, I feel like he’d wouldn’t let Eiden even have a chance without sweeping our mc off first. That and he’s everywhere so he can grab mc just before Eiden can even TRY anything. Would purposely cockblock his ass bc mc is his even if he’s less outward about it.

Leviathan - uh NOPE???? Eiden is everything that Leviathan would envy and would hang him on sight. Eiden is not even allowed to touch our mc without Levi putting a rope his neck. We all know how he acted around Minhyeok YIKES.

bonus: if Kuya did try taking both(and would probs succeed due to his illusions) Leviathan would stop at nothing to get mc back and would have them monitored at all times.

Adding the more right hand nobles bc I there’s so many:

Sitri - like leviathan, very jealous and possessive, wouldn’t let him go near the mc without baring his fangs at him. Ngl mc would have the same thought about Edmond when he sees Sitri: “why do mean I look like Edmond?” “it’s the hair Sitri…” “I don’t what you’re talking about, Solomon…”

deep down this man would have picked a bone with Edmond. IF NOT EDMOND, YAKUMO like they have the same energy

Bimet - oh??? You wanna makeout with the mc??? Oh well guess what you have to pay the toll fee! These kisses aint for free y’know(that’s prostitution and not part of mc’s job description but OKAY????). OH WAIT he’s owned by the great Mammon so those lips aren’t yours and never will be.

Bael - haven’t gotten around to finish reading the story from the Beel event, but I can see that it might go two ways? I feel like he’s level-headed enough to let them kiss at least once but at the same time I can’t help but feel like he’d Eiden into the wringer too just to make it difficult.

Foras - THIS MAN would purposely turn invisible just so when Eiden thought he could kiss the mc, Foras would literally sweep them off their feet just like when he first kidnapped them. THAT or he charms the mc enough to even rid of interest Eiden. Who is he??? Don’t know him only prince charming, Foras.

also remember the tentacle monster from his coffin good luck to tryna get past them, poor Eiden akdgahah

HOWEVER seeing how Foras looks like a knight as well, maybe Eiden would be too enchanted to even think about making out with mc-

BIG BRAIN

Now if Eiden and the mc meet, right off the bat they would be friends! Plus they’d probably trauma bond since they both lost their parents/orphaned????? ALSO Eiden would be protective around them seeing how they went through a lot and our beloved mc welcomes Eiden maternal warmth seeing that Eiden also has abandonment issues!

By the way, if our mc is male, my bl delulu brain says they would probably make out, but at the same time no bc Eiden would have to go through all of the kings and YES even the nobles(which may not end well???) and I’m very sure the clan is weary of our mc(but also not bc they seem pretty open with Eiden being with anyone??? There are hints of jealousy though!)

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Howdy Jerico!!! *Dumps all these at your feet*

Prologue thoughts

Ngl I've always loved the thought of dating the concept of Death. Maybe it's the Mexican in me 😂

I love the premise here, with a grim reaper acting as a guardian- it's very good! When I read "you'll be joining the art division of Oceanshore Academy" I legit started making an s/i to be like, an observer to the story :3c

I loved the sunflower color scheme Jerico wears in the beginning!!!!!! I also like the name 'Mortem'- I personally have always been super fond of "Mortimer"!

Artists Corpse Society IS a metal name actually, Ashiqa is right???

Thank the stars the academy has genderless bathrooms 👏🏽😤

Helios is such a lovely nickname I'm very fond of it ✨☀️!

Chapter 1 thoughts

*It was a cloudy and foggy day, the light barely made it through the large windows of the dining hall, threatening rain and thunder. It added to the feeling of cozying up in bed and not leaving it under any circumstance.* <- I really liked this line!! It's very descriptive, well done!

JERICO BEING ALL "guess again my guy" WHEN THE NEWBIE SAID HE DOUBTED THERE WAS ANYONE DUMB ENOUGH TO POKE INTO THINGS THEY SHOULDN'T MADE ME LAUGH

Chapter 2 thoughts

Death: don't tell anyone

Jerico, lying through her teeth: ok i won't i prommy

Did you come up with those poems or did you find them online somewhere :o? They were really nice!

Chapter 3 thoughts

I think it's sweet that Mortem smiles when he hears Jerico laugh although poor kiddo getting attached IS scary :')

Chapter 4 thoughts

I must say it's!!!! so refreshing!!!!! to read something with a cast of characters that are racially and ethnically diverse!!!

The awkward flirting on Mortem's end is so endearing!!

Chapter 5 thoughts

Mortem frustratedly screaming into his pillow because he caught feelings is so so relatable 😂

Chapter 6

Good on Jerico for realizing her friends' desire to stay safe is valid!!!

Ofc Mortem drinks black coffee/LH it's fitting!

The whole brushing hands -> hooking pinkies -> holding hands was SO soft 😭

Chapter 7 thoughts

HAHAHA WHAT NOSE love u Connor

I liked the ending, that everyone is safe from that adventure in the basement 😭!

Epilogue thoughts

THAT POEM MORTEM WROTE FOR JERICO WAS SO LOVELY AHHHHHHHH

I'm so proud of you for writing this!!!

Moxie @tex-treasures

Oh my suns!!! This is so sweet!.

Thank you so much for the kind words, I put so much work into that series! Its been going on since april I think!.

The poems were all written by me :D. I had fun.

I am personally fond of the moment where Connor and Ophelia called Mortem "Rattle me bones".

Thank you so much my friend, hearing your Kind words made my day, and It makes me so happy seeing my hard work rewarded. Thank you moxxie youre the best!