#it changed how I make art and how I view and judge the art that I take in

[megagrind]

Ok I lied I’m going to be mentally ill for one more moment because I found the post I made back at the end of 2018 when I first started reading this series and…

Damn. What a ride. End of an era

[caitlynstrophywife]

Catch me if you can, working on my tan

Pairing: Best friends Dad!Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2k

Content warnings: Sherry is Leon's Biological daughter, Leon is in early 40s while reader is a college freshman, unprotected sex (don't follow in their footsteps), piv, oral sex (fem recieving), fingering, slight degredation, dom!leon, sub!reader, use of y/n (not during the smut because that's a turn off), not a lot of aftercare due to almost getting caught, DI Leon is what I imagined making this.

Notes: This is my first smut I've made to post, so please leave constructive criticism in the comments! Likes, reposts, etc. are super appreciated :)

At first, you weren’t that excited to spend your spring break away from college at your new friend Sherry's beach house with her dad, of all people. You were expecting a fun time drinking at parties with your classmates. But she had invited you, and you didn’t want to disappoint your newfound best friend by saying no. Guess that’s the way it had to be, playing Monopoly with her dad and going to sleep at 10 pm. 

Soon, you would come to be grateful for your choice to blow off getting wasted every night, due to your new eye-candy. Sherry’s dad, Leon, was truly a work of art. You first met him as you stepped into his house, suitcase in hand. He was drinking a cold beer in the kitchen, shirtless and skin dripping with water, clearly he had just been swimming in the pool. His body was chiseled; he belonged on the cover of a fitness magazine. You probably made a bad impression, stumbling over your words a couple of times. He didn’t seem to mind, thank god.

It had been a couple of days since then, Sherry was out buying groceries for the kebabs you two wanted to make for dinner. You decided you wanted to lounge by the pool, unfortunately, this came with an issue. The only bikini you owned was quite small, a thong, and a strappy bikini top. All you could do was hope Leon wouldn’t come over and judge you for your swimwear choices. You got changed in the bathroom and made your way to the kitchen. What’s the enjoyment of getting your tan up without sucking on a popsicle? 

You kneeled to get to the freezer, cold air hitting your legs as it opened. Suddenly, you heard footsteps approaching the kitchen. Shit, he was going to see you half ass out. He was in swim shorts, damn, so much for wanting to tan. “Y/N, Hey, do you know where Sherry went?” Leon asked, leaning on the counter beside him. “Oh, uh- she’s out getting food for dinner.” You replied, quickly turning to face him. “Alright… Are you planning on going swimming?” He asked, looking you up and down. It was hard to gauge his expression. Was there a glimmer of desire? Maybe you were delusional. “I was planning on tanning, just getting a popsicle.” You tucked your hair behind your ear. “You know tanning is bad for you, that’s how you get skin cancer, darlin’.” He paused, looking you over again, eyes lingering on your curves. “Why don’t you swim with me?” You were slightly surprised by his request. From his point of view, swimming with a half-naked college girl you barely know? Scandal. You couldn’t resist the offer. “Alright, why not?” You said, standing up and closing the freezer with your foot. “Great,” he started walking to the pool, and you followed behind.

“So, how’d you and my daughter meet then?” He asked, sliding the glass door that led to the outdoor area. “We met in a psychology lecture, and have been pretty close since then.” You half-mumbled. God, your usual confidence was ruined because of this man. “Well, I’m glad she’s found a friend as kind as you, Y/N.” Your heart fluttered slightly. Gosh, No! Think for a second! Imagine if Sherry found out you were into her Dad. 

You both walked up to the pool. The water was clear, it was taken care of well. Leon sat on the edge and let himself down into the water first. “Fuck- it’s cold” He cursed, visibly shivering. “Thanks for the warning,” you giggled, sitting on the edge before slowly lowering yourself in. “Holy shit, it’s freezing” your arms quickly wrapping around yourself to conserve heat. You paddled around, trying to warm up, when you felt an arm wrap around you from the side. Leon's body pressed into you from behind. “Feeling warmer?” He asked quietly in your ear. Feeling his stubble against your jaw. “Uhm- y-yeah,” You stuttered, leaning into his touch subconsciously. This was so wrong, but god, you needed him.

His other hand moved to grope your hip, thumb slipping under your thong string. This only heightened your desire. Fuck it, Sherry doesn’t have to know. You turned around in an instant, crashing your lips onto his. The kiss was a bit messy, driven by pure need for each other. He groaned into the kiss, his hand that was wrapped around your side moving to grip your waist. You wrapped your legs around his hips, locking him in. Cunt grinding against the soft bulge in his swim shorts. Providing a little stimulation to your clit.

After a few minutes of making out, he pulled his face back. “I’m a fit man, hun, but I can’t keep us both afloat forever,” He said, breathing heavily. “Wanna get out?” You offered, and he took this opportunity. He practically dragged you to the pool stairs. Once you both got out, he latched his lips back onto yours. You kept making out as you stumbled past furniture, making your way to his bedroom. Somehow, neither of you had fallen over or crashed into something by the time his bedroom door was kicked open and locked.

He picked you up and laid you down on the bed, showing his pure strength. This turned you on even more. He stood above you, water dripping from his muscular frame. “Wait, Shit- have you got protection?” He asked. “Damn it, no” You huffed. He looked visibly frustrated by this, running his hand through his brown hair as he thought. “Are you on birth control? And are you clean?” He sighed, moving his hand to rub your thigh. “Yes to both,” You replied hopefully. You wanted him. “I’ll get you a plan B later, baby.” He locked his lips onto yours again, just for a moment, before pulling back again.

He slipped his swim shorts off quickly, revealing his half-hard cock. It was on the slightly higher end of average in length. But goddamn; it was thick. It’d surely stretch you out to an extent. He had a neatly taken care of patch of hair leading up to just below his belly button.

He climbed back onto the bed, lips moving to press onto your neck, hands moving to undo the tie on the back of your bikini, peeling it away to reveal your perky tits. “Fuck me, you’re so beautiful” he mumbled, stopping his ministrations on your neck to admire the sight of you. “Let's get that thong off. Tempting me so fuckin’ easy with that shit.” You blushed, raising your hips so he could pull it off of you. He threw it across the room. His thumb immediately moved to press against your clit, you whimpering at the sudden nature. “So wet already, easy as pie,” He chuckled. 

He rotated his hand, shoving two fingers inside your cunt. You moaned, bucking your hips towards him. “So needy…” He mumbled, starting to thrust his long fingers in and out of your tight pussy. He shuffled his body down onto the floor, kneeling before you in front of the bed. Removing his thumb from your clit. “Let me taste you, c’mon baby,” He grunted against the skin of your thigh as he pressed kisses against it. “Please do,” you replied. How more perfect could this man get? Sexy and a munch.

He immediately dove into you, His tongue pressing against your hole as his nose hit your clit at the perfect angle. You moaned, hand quickly moving to grip his soft hair, pushing him deeper into your cunt. He ate you like you were the best meal he’d had in centuries. 

“I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum-” You whimpered, gripping his hair tighter. He growled against your pussy, signalling for you to do let yourself tip over the edge. As his fingers hit the spongy part in your pussy in a last thrust you came, grinding against his face. He slurped your release up, groaning in pleasure. As you came down from your high, your hips fell back onto the bed. “You taste so good,” He commented, licking your juices off his fingers.

“Just s-stop teasing Leon; fuck me” You said breathily. “Whatever you say, ma’am,” He replied, standing back up and leaning over you to kiss your cheek. You blushed at this. He affected you so easily. 

He moved on top of you, lining his cock up with your entrance and rubbing your hip comfortingly. “Let me know if it hurts, ‘kay?” He said sweetly. “I will,” You confirmed. He slowly slid the tip in. You whimpered in pain by the time he was about halfway in. He was just so thick, almost too much. “You alright hun?” You tightened around him slightly. “S-sorry, just a stretch.” You said nervously, “You can keep going.” He took a moment to check your expression and see if you were truly alright. He then bottomed out. He grunted, feeling your walls flutter around him. You took a minute to adjust to his size. While you waited, he littered your jaw and neck with kisses, maybe a couple of hickeys you’d have to hide from Sherry later. “You can start now.”

He slowly thrusted in and out of you, getting used to the feeling. You whimpered every time his tip hit your cervix, eyes flickering from his face and where you two were connected. He looked into your eyes, your lips crashing again. The kiss was slow, it almost felt loving, filled with passion. You pulled back from his lips after a while of the leisurely sex. “Leon- I want you to go faster,” you whimpered softly. “Yeah? I can do that.” His hips immediately picked up speed, slamming into you now. His hips hit yours hard, making your tits jiggle with every thrust. “Fuckkk baby- you’re so fuckin’ tight around my dick” He moaned, hands gripping onto your hips to keep himself steady. 

His thrusts got harder and harder every time, and you were loving it. You moaned loudly, fingers gripping onto any part of his torso you could reach, fingernails indenting into his back. Let’s just hope you two were finished before Sherry came home and heard the constant slamming of the headboard against the wall. “You like that? You like getting fucked raw by a guy over twice your age? Dirty baby,” He grunted, slamming into you with brute force, somehow harder than before. You would definitely have bruises. “Y-yes, I fuckin' love it!” You tightened around him at his words, bringing you closer to the edge. “You wanna cum again, pretty girl?” He said, his thumb moving to play with your clit again. 

This threw you over the edge, your pussy pulsating around him as you came with a loud cry. He kept fucking you hard through your orgasm, chasing his high. You whimpered as you started to get sensitive, every thrust making you more uncomfortable. “I know- I know baby; i’m almost done” He groaned, fucking you with even more speed, thrusts losing rythm. He soon slammed as deep in you as possible, cumming with a roar of pleasure. You felt your insides become warm with his sticky cum. His muscular frame collapsing on top of you.

After you both came back to your senses he pulled out of you, a mix of both of your releases dribbling out of your sore and bruised cunt. “You’re so heavy- get off,” you complained, trying to push him off. “Sorry, princess,” he groaned, turning over to lie next to you. He wrapped his right arm around your body, relaxing his head in the crook of your neck. “Thank you, it’s been a while since I’ve been close with someone like that,” He said softly. “No problem, Mr. Kennedy,” you teased. “You little shi-” His words were quickly interrupted by the sound of the front door to the house shutting. “I’m back, everyone!” You were so fucked.

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Synastry observations/thoughts ll┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈

(Overlays)

Link to synastry observations: Synastry observations l, Synastry observations lll

ღ Venus/Moon overlaying 4H

The familiar placement.

When ones Venus/Moon overlays your 4H there is a mutual level of comfortability between the two. Either partner in the relationship (or both) felt a strong almost familial connection to the other. This doesn’t mean you necessarily see each other as family but rather you both enjoy the others presence due to the fact there’s no need to hide your true selves, knowing you won’t be judged.

When I see this overlay between two people, I just know that there is an unbreakable bond, one that no one else can necessarily understand unless they were you. Whether the relationship between the person you share this overlay with is a positive one or not, this placement definitely can tell me that it’s hard to not see this person in your life, it’s hard to imagine a life without them, or that it’s hard to forget them after everything. The bond two individuals with this overlay have is remarkable. Both in good and bad, there is always a need to just have them there in your life. They’re the person that you can come back home to, the person you can call after several weeks of not being in contact, and nothing changes. No matter how far away these individuals may be from each other, or how many years it’s been, there is always some tie held between them, and when they reunite it feels as though everything has fallen back into place.

This connection can be traumatic for some, and even in those cases, you will always find yourself looking back to the moments you shared with them simply because of how much of an impact they had on you as an individual. You cant imagine how life would be without them storming into your life, because that reality doesn’t exist. They’re presence is familiar to you, you don’t have to act or be someone else, you can be your authentic self without question, and because of that comfortability, you will always find yourself being drawn back.

ღMars/Jupiter overlaying 3H/9H

Dual pursuit for academic/spiritual enlightenment

Mars overlaying the 3H can go 1 of two ways. The mars person may be attracted to the 3H person due to the 3H person's intellect, the way they communicate, their opinions and ideas etc. The Mars person may even feel energised by the way the 3H person expressed their thoughts and beliefs. Mars could believe they are extremely articulate and eloquent in the way they speak and or write but in such a way that is passionate and adrenaline-inducing for them. The 3H person here could find inspiration through the Mars person, especially if it comes to creative works (writing, art, poems, music singing etc), if not creatively then the Mars person could make the 3H individual feel more energised to get work done and to be as driven towards their goals as the ambitious mars individual. The second way this could go could actually be more of a competitive dynamic. I’ve noticed a lot of siblings have this overlay, as well as those who academically compete with their friend. This overlay definitely brings the raw competitive nature of our psyche out, and so these two individuals could get involved in heated arguments, debates often times their differing opinions and personal stances being the root and cause. The Mars person here could instead of inspiring, incite negative feelings from the 3H individual, as the 3rd houser could feel attacked by the Martian. Even if it’s not the Mars persons intention they may come off a bit too passionate for the 3rd house. The Martian could think that the 3rd houser is too all over the place and possibly too open-minded. The Mars person could view the 3rd house individual as a person with no backbone, no solidified opinions or stances (this could be especially true if it’s regarding religion of politics). This obviously could create tension in the relationship as the fierce Mars is loyal and knows where they stand in their opinions and beliefs whilst the 3H likes to wait for more lingering information to come to light.

Jupiter overlaying an individuals 9H illustrates a relationship focused on mutual growth, shared experience and understanding. Jupiter is at home in the 9th house as it’s co ruled by Sagittarius and Pisces, this allows for individuals to have a more easier connection when it comes to understanding deeper topics such as spirituality, philosophy, religion. This overlay allows for two individuals to explore and understand more difficult topics together. Most importantly it’s a placement that shows mutual learning and pursuit for experience therefore asking questions is met with acceptance regardless if the topic or question is absurd. The 9th house individual could be attracted to the optimism and faith held so strongly by the Jupiter person. This optimism is very much welcomed by the 9th house individual and can even help them when in times of doubt for pursuing something that may seem grandiose. Jupiter IS grandiose and they admire the vision or works of the 9th house individual and want to be apart of it. This pairing has the potential to work very well together in academic settings, religious or political settings. This is due to the patience and acceptance held by both parties as well as the insatiable hunger for wisdom in pursuit of truth.

ღNorth Node overlaying 12th house/8th house/4th house (water houses)

North Node overlaying any one of the water houses holds a deep profound sense of emotional connection and possible past karmic ties.

North node overlaying the 12th house indicates a mutual belief that both people feel spiritually connected to the other. This is something I've noticed in synastry and composite charts amongst best friends and lovers alike. Even if separated and no longer together, both individuals may still yearn for the same connection that somewhat felt fated, beyond our world's understanding. This connection definitely is giving platonic/romantic soulmates. On the downside, both individuals could be keeping secrets from the other, particularly the 12th house person and this can lead to a lot of miscommunication and lies. Even if the 12th house person doesn't mean it there could be this mutual understanding that the other just knows what they're feeling, however of course this doesn't play out that way all the time and can lead to strong pent-up feelings (most of the time negative) if not communicated healthily. This pair can often dream about the other and even connect in the dream realm, further pushing the belief that their connection is out of this world. I've also noticed at the beginning of the connection of this pair that there is somewhat of an addictive pull or obsessive tendency to hang out together all the time, but once this honeymoon phase ends it settles into something comfortable where now you don't have to be together all the time. There is a magnet pull here and even if you don't come into contact again (likely you both do) there is this sense of yearning for the other, even if the connection is unstable or toxic. With South Node overlaying the 6th house in a past connection/past life connection, both could have definitely been coworkers, or even a duo working hard to give their services for the benefit of others. The 6H-NN synastry shows mutual hardship and understanding for operating in a similar line of work. Both may have had to give themselves up for a greater cause and not focus much on their connection. Of course, they are bonded by mutual respect and compassion for what both work for/deal with. However, they are pushed now/this current life to focus more on themselves and their connection. As in the past/previous life,e much of their time was spent giving to others, now however they are able to learn to give back to themselves. This moves away from the service-oriented 6H to the isolated 12H. Both past and current have themes surrounding healing, just in different ways.

North Node overlaying the 8th house is still just as deep as the other houses but with less focus on the spiritual otherworldly connection. This is a synastry involving possible codependence and ties to finances depending on the other. In some cases, I've noticed one individual in this pair tends to lend their material items (whether it be money, clothes, food etc) to the other, and negative is not reciprocated. However, I've also seen where shared resources are reciprocated but I've seen this in healthier dynamics. In this connection the 8th house person may also confide a lot in the North Node individual, the NN being somewhat of a therapist lol. However, I've noticed the NN individual does not mind being vented to or helping the 8H person with their troubles and or trauma as it allows them to better understand the 8H individual and deepen the connection. NN individuals may want to learn everything they can about the 8H person. Both individuals may feel they just understand each other and don't feel the need to justify their actions. The 8H individual may have troubles with intimacy physically and or emotionally. They might struggle with opening up to others and letting their guard down. The NN individual may be one of the first to break down these barriers or allow the 8H person to heal through them. The North Node person however may be inclined to some kind of awakening (spiritual, psychological, physical etc), they are likely to be inspired by the 8H person's depth and life experience that they themselves transform and shift. With South Node in the 2nd house, much more of the financial dependence comes into play in the past/past life, themes surrounding taking the other's resources and depending on the other heavily show up. In a past connection, the 2nd house individual felt their confidence is somewhat dependent on the SN individual opinions/ideas, their self-esteem may have needed to be validated by the SN individual and this could have pressured the SN person to feel as though they're responsible for 2H individual's confidence. Both may have been deeply connected through shared values and morals, this factor being integral to their connection. With this in mind (SN-Past), they are now ready to move on and explore the depths of connection (8H) and away from the already established morals and material pursuit (2H).

North Node overlaying the 4H is somewhat similar to the Venus/moon overlaying the 4H in my opinion. This connection doesn't necessarily have to be a familial connection however that trust and bond that occurs with those you have familial connections to comes naturally with these two individuals. This is an overlay where both individuals feel very safe, especially the 4th house individual. They may feel unjudged, cared for, and nurtured by the NN individual. The house person could feel they have found a home with the other individual, however, this sentiment can go both ways. NN could remind the 4H individual of their own mother, or the mother they would've wanted. Even if it's not reminiscent of motherly love there is nurturing energy the NN exudes that allows for the 4H person to rest and feel at ease. With the South node in the 10th house, in childhood/past life, the 10H person could've been a mentor, a parent, or even a close colleague who gained a lot of respect and admiration from the SN individual. Upon first meeting, both individuals could view each other naturally on an equal level playing field, based on respect for the other.

ღAll my notes are personal observations and thoughts. I am not a professional astrologer and like to have a sense of whimsy in my life by looking at peoples charts, thankyou.

Went on a tangent during the NN/SN dynamics myb yall forgive me 🙏. Finally freed of the shackles high school had held me in. Free to do wtv now I'm back (still will post irregularly lol)

[drenched-in-sunlight]

I didn’t want to write this out this early because I’m sure there are even more to discover, but people are already reblogging my previous art of Marika and Messmer & saying Marika doesn’t love him, so I write this out as a guideline that all my art is drawn with this theory in mind.

(While the DLC has changed the way I feel about certain events and characters, my view on Messmer and Marika remain unchanged. In fact, I think Marika skyrockets into my most fav in the game now. lol.)

* Beware of endgame spoiler under the cut

Please note that I wrote this without providing the item descriptions I use to develop this theory, because I want to make a proper post later with all evidence after I’ve played through all of the DLC. But those items exist and could be found in game.

Here is how I view Messmer and Marika’s relationship (he is her most beloved child):

For starter:

*the winged serpent - Messmer’s symbol, is considered a wise creature and is his friend. It is NOT the snakes that are viewed as traitors to the Erdtree, since the Serpent Crest shield was even made to commemorate his crusade. It’s also DIFFERENT from the evil snake he was born with.

*this is not to defend their actions, they are still horrible people, but I want to show that they have depths and are well-written characters with stories and emotions. My unhinged mother and son duo 😔✊

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I like the poetry in Marika starting the war against the Fire Giants in part as revenge for Messmer (it’s implied the Fell God is the Outer God that cursed him / it’s outright stated that he hated his fire), & now Messmer leading the purge against the Hornsent as revenge for Marika and her people (it’s implied the disappearance of her village has sth to do with the spirit calling rite the people at the Tower were doing).

I actually think Marika raised Messmer in her home village for a while too. She didn’t throw him to LoS alone, she was raising him in secret in her home, fearing people will judge him for carrying a malevolent snake. The two Tree Sentinels before the village dropped Marika’s Blessing. Yes. the Blessing she made specifically for him.

When you zoom in the Marika statue in his boss room, she was smiling when hugging him. I think ppl tend to forget that Marika, like Malenia and Miquella, carries tree/ foliage motif. RADAGON IS WEAK TO FIRE. If Messmer was cursed with fire and it started to manifest around him … of course she couldn’t embrace him anymore. It was physically hurting her, and Messmer wouldn’t have wanted to cause her pain as well. The soldier ghost at Ensis castle was begging Marika to embrace her child again, implying it’s sth that he yearns for. But couldn’t have now. Because of his damned curse.

If you look at the story that way, Messmer’s death dialogue makes perfect sense. It’s his lament that he’s gone from Marika’s precious (presumably firstborn) child, a source of her happiness, to a curse against her (*point to Radagon’s hair as another connection to Fire Giants and their curse). Robbing her (and himself) of the close bond they used to share.

It’s why Messmer alone has more blessings *directly* from Marika than any other Demigods. His army also receives more blessings than any other faction on the Lands Between, and they all refer to Marika as dearest Mother and Fair Mother.

Hell, after Messmer, Marika couldn’t connect to any of her other children again. This is like the ultimate doomed mother and son. Whatever I expected from them from the beginning, Fromsoft cranked it to eleven. Jfc.

[tokkimins]

Oh man. I cannot get over how much this chapter has fuelled my interest in the manga again.

We’ve gotten dual reaction panels before but this just takes the cake. For the first time ever (I think), Sebastian is finally the one on the receiving end. HE’S the one in the splash zone, and Ciel is the one on the sidelines going “Damnnnn that shit sucksss.”

The only other time I can think of where Sebastian has been specifically targeted was during Noah’s ark with William. But even that just amounted to putting a slight limit on Sebastian’s autonomy. There was no question as to why Will hates Sebastian or vice-versa. (It’s not even like Sebastian had a track record of eating souls in William’s area specifically lol).

THIS, on the other hand, is possibly the most human problem Sebastian has ever had to deal with.

Someone is angry at him for something he did*. I can’t believe I’m saying this but… bro is finally facing the consequences of his actions... and we’re ACTUALLY gonna see him face them, RIGHT? (hopefully, probably. I’m begging you Yana please do something with this).

*If I were to vaguely speculate about what it is he did: “dragged me into the depths of hell” makes me think that Sebastian somehow got this person turned into a demon or something. Or at least, something non-human. I’m not very good “theorizing” so I’m just gonna leave it at that and let myself be wrong LOL.

Either way though, I’m so glad other ppl are picking up on how emotive Sebastian was in this chapter. I think this is the biggest range of reactive emotions we’ve seen from him in a single chapter. It also feels like this is the first time we’ve seen Sebastian lose composure in a way that doesn’t suit him.

He looks weary which is such a rare emotion to see worn on him. I’d even go so far as to say he looks slightly frightened in this particular panel. We don’t even change art styles here. This is genuine confusion on his face. And what a treat that is to see.

Judging by his reaction, I think we can safely say this is probably one of the strangest encounters Sebastian has ever had. Which to be fair, considering he’s probably killed or eaten almost all of his problems, it makes sense that this would come as a surprise.

With how confused he is, I’m honestly even considering memory loss as a sort of explanation.

What really hooked me though is the fact that Sebastian isn’t eager to kill this guy instantly.

When I read this part I initially thought this was completely OOC for him. I mean… “settle things peacefully”?? Who are you right now? Bro was literally just asking if he could kill everyone in the hotel like ???

It’s so unnatural for us to see Sebastian get concerned and actually reflect upon himself. The only time he ever mentions his own memories of his own volition is when he’s boasting to Ciel about having attended some major event in the 900 BC or some shit.

Overall, it’s just nice to see Sebastian be put under some pressure for once. He hasn’t had a personal conflict beyond “someone’s taking my dinner away” for a while so this is very refreshing to see.

After all, we’ve seen Sebastian look a bit weary or surprised before (ex. the twin reveal) but even in those moments, his reactions have never lasted beyond a panel or two. He’s always been able to jump back to his normal suave-butler attitude on a dime, so I really like that we end the chapter on him staying weary.

I truly hope this leads to something substantial… and that revealing some part of this “past memory” will actually affect the present (maybe even affect his relationship with Ciel or how Ciel views him).

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hellooooooo! May I pretty please request Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, and Art the Clown x fem!reader who is really feminine and proud? She WILL throw hands if someone starts being a douchebag but otherwise handles everything with grace? Thank you!

Thomas and Bubba x fem!reader who is proud

Aaaaaaaaa I'm so sorry but I don't write for art :(! Never seen the terrifier films 💔

Notes: reader is gn, admin has never taped into their feminine side/origins so bare with them

CWs: mentions of sexism

THOMAS

He doesn't really get it-- the make up and dressing up, but he's not going to stop you or judge you! It's what you like, and he thinks your interests are worth endorsing so long as it's not hurting you!

Headcanon that outside of the skin and meat stuff he likes making little trinkets in the cellar. You WILL get bowls made of bone to keep your jewelery in! A comb for your hair! Come to him if you need any clothes patched he can sew!!

You're pretty but you're strong, you're commanding but you walk with grace. How do you do that? You don't let small things bother you either

You have the most conflict with Hoyt, he... does not like you very much and he is not afraid to hide it. He thinks you're pretty but that's about it. You do not take any disrespect from him which often leads to you butting heads

Similarly to Bubba, Thomas is... almost frozen. His family is all that he's known, but in a way you've changed him. If he doesn't try to drag you away he puts himself between you and hoyt before things can get ugly on either side

BUBBA

Honestly he thinks you're so cool!! He already thought you were pretty when he first met you, but in getting to know you more he views you almost like a goddess

Please please please let him watch you get ready for the day, he thinks it's really cool you take such good care of yourself and he may or may not be taking notes

Over the moon if you offer to teach him what you know!!

Conflict between you and his brothers stresses him out-- hell he doesn't like causing conflict with them himself... it's.. unfortunately a point of contention between you two because he tends to stand to the side while you go at it with drayton

It's not that he doesn't want to defend you it's just that going against what his family wants is so... foreign to him. They're all he's ever known

Does his very best to make it up to you... please run away with him one day

[kiame-sama]

Can you give us some Human Lore related to the Great Seven? As you mentioned how the Queen of Hearts is very strict about Humans being protected, even making a bunch of rules to protect them (So no doubt if Reader gets bullied while Riddles’ around he’ll instantly collar the perpetrators)

I’m curious as to see if there are any myths about how the other Great Seven treat or view Humans

This AU has me in a chokehold and I can’t wait for more parts! I love every part and your art of the characters is amazing!

I kinda wrote a little idea for the Righteous Judge and how he felt about Humans (You can ignore or change it if you want! Since this IS your AU)

The Righteous Judge was known for being fair towards Humans as he believed they should be treated equally, as he’d saw how Humans could not only adapt, but even help Monsters settle their differences, and they could do it all without magic

As such he made laws to protect Humans as he thought highly of Humanity being the key to improve civilization, as while they didn’t have any magic, their bonds with each other and other Monsters helped accomplish any task or threat thrown at them

He believed Humans were pure because they weren’t born with the savage instinct like many Monsters have, as he saw Humans more likely to show compassion, mercy, kindness and empathy, unlike Monsters who are more prone to use violence, aggression and pure power to get what they want

Legend has it the Righteous Judge wept in sorrow when Humanity went Extinct, as he believed Humanity could’ve helped Monsters learn how to better themselves

It’s also believed that the Righteous Judge’s son was a Human, which could explain why he was so devoted to defend and help Humans

Maybe because of this Fleur City is known for their rituals, celebrations and festivals to honor the legacy Humans left behind, to honor how the Righteous Judge strived so hard to help Humans

Sorry, my brain went ham as I’m prone to overthinking because of my Autism (I love your Autistic Works as they’re incredibly relatable, like with Floyd and his squeezes since I love extra tight hugs)

Absolutely agree for the Righteous Judge and this would no doubt translate to Rollo's own infatuation and obsession with this little Human. I would bet that if Human MC from the AU visited Fleur city during the Topsy Turvey Day, they would be automatically crowned and honored in the festival as even the Righteous Judge loved the Humans he wept so heavily for.

The Queen of Hearts was known for her love of Humans and had several Human pets that she cherished deeply. She was known to only pardon her Humans from being beheaded as they were such an endearing little species and she couldn't stay angry with her Humans for long. There are no less than 50 rules regarding the proper treatment of humans as The Queen wanted to ensure her beloved pets were kept safe no matter what. All Humans were declared as a protected species in the Queendom of Roses, and harming or abusing one was punishable by death. These laws are still in place despite Humans being extinct for centuries just in the event that a Human could possibly still be alive somewhere.

The King of Beasts doesn't have any mention of humans in any of his stories, hence why many beast men were content to treat Humans as cattle and regarded humans as a delicacy to feast upon. Over the years as Humans became more and more endangered, the Black market for Humans became more than a little cut-throat. Humans were food for so long, that when they were declared extinct, literal riots broke out and what small remaining meat sold for millions. Knock off meat was popular for a while, and Sunset Savana (and various other locations with high beastman populations) admitted to being somewhat at fault for the rapid extinction of Humans. Now there is a global ban on the buying, selling, or trading of Human artifacts/remains.

The Sea Witch's story is deeply intertwined with the presence of Humans, as it was a Human the princess wished to see and marry, leading to her making a deal with the Sea Witch. Many merfolk regard Humans as the peak standard of beauty as a result of this story. Many Human-like monsters are treated with the same kind of awe by merfolk for being so close to a Human in form.

The Sorcerer of the Sands had many tricks and was very knowledgeable, so of course he knew about humans in great detail. Some stories even claim that the Sorcerer sought the council of Humans for their unusual ability to resolve conflict in warring species. Despite their lack of Magic, humans were admirable enough to be in the council of the Sorcerer and were considered to be quite wise for their continued persistence among stronger species.

The Fairest Queen- the most beautiful of all and a wickedly powerful Harpy in her own right- liked the featherless bipeds known as Humans. Though they were clumsy and sometimes pig-faced, she viewed their ambition and tenacity in high regard. Such creatures that held on so tightly to their place in the world despite the other species beating them back certainly earned the respect of the Fairest Queen.

The Thorn Fairy was known for her many boons granted to Human kind. As Humans did not posses magic, they needed all the aid they could get and the Thorn Fairy was all too eager to aid. It is said that any Human the Thorn Fairy blessed became a member of her court, if not in title than in spirit, as the Thorn fairy adored the ignoble little species despite their fragility and flaws. Though she is the spirit of nobility and power, the Thorn Fairy herself smiled kindly upon her little Humans and offered aid to them when she could.

[xiaq]

Favorite fantasy series: The Folk of the Air. I do NOT understand the hate this series gets on booktok/IG. The world-building is immaculate, the politics are juicy, the writing is engaging, and the romance is a slow burn that’s secondary to the plot and character development. I will read anything that Holly Black writes.

Favorite sci/fi series: The Murderbot Diaries. These are quick, quippy, and satisfying reads. I would die for Murderbot.

Favorite romance series: Not sure if they count as a series since they’re all standalones in the same universe, but Ali Hazelwood’s books ft. Women in STEM having unrealistic romances gets an A+ from me. If you need easy beach reads with happy endings, go for one of these (Also, the first book started as Star Wars fic; neat!).

Favorite graphic novel series: I’ve been following the Heartstopper webcomic for years, but I finally purchased/ re-read the print books this year. If you want sweet, nostalgic writing with diverse queer representation and whimsical art, Heartstopper is for you. If you want a historical/educational story, I highly recommend the Marchseries, which is an autobiographical view of the civil rights movement by John Lewis. 

Favorite historical romance: I know I’m not supposed to judge a book by it’s cover, but I put off reading A Lady for a Duke despite rave reviews because I simply did not vibe with the cover. This was a terrible choice. I read this book in one euphoric sitting and then re-read it two additional times this year. The banter! The pining! The drama! 

Favorite fantasy: A Taste of Gold and Iron and its follow-up short novella Tadek and the Princess. These books may have changed my brain chemistry. I loved this world and its characters and the novella made me cry like a baby.

Favorite science fiction: The Martian. I’d read this before but I re-read it on a work trip and fell in love all over again. Such an excellent science-y sci/fi book that nonetheless feels very approachable and fun.

Favorite non-fiction: They Were Her Property is the driest book I read this year but the content was fascinating (and horrifying). If you want to interrogate your perception of white women’s role in slavery (and, to a lesser degree, the role of Christianity therin) — take your time, and be ready to adjust your worldview—especially if you think Gone with the Wind was an accurate portrayal of the south. How to Survive a Plague, on the other hand, is less dry—you can tell a journalist wrote it—but it’s very detailed. It’s rare that I don’t finish a book in one or two sittings, but this took me over a month. If you’ve ever wondered about the social history of the AIDS epidemic and how a diagnosis went from a quick death sentence to an easily manageable condition (and how hard grassroots movements had to work to get some fucking help to make that happen), this is for you.

Favorite comic: Infidel. Damn. The art. The narrative. So short but so impactful. This is horror, so be mindful.

Favorite graphic novel: This is a tossup between If You’ll Have Me, a sugary-sweet sapphic romance, and The Prince and the Dressmaker which is an equally adorable story about expressing ones true self regardless of social expectations.

Favorite WTF: Butcher and Blackbird and Bride. I’m still not sure how I feel about B&B but it was certainly an interesting way to spend two hours. Bride is on the list purely because reading the word “knot” on a print page instead of an AO3 tab felt illegal.

Favorite feel-good/comedy: Monstrous Regiment. I’ve read this book so many times and, after the election, I read it again. I doubt any other book will surpass what has become an emotional support story for me.

Favorite YA: Cemetery Boys (Magic! Mystery! Queerness!) She Drives me Crazy(Athletics! Misunderstandings! Enemies to lovers! Queerness!), and A Little Bit Country (Country music! Thinly veiled Dolly Parton references! Queerness!) (Hm. Seems to be a theme here).

Favorite Sports Romance: Icebreaker (the Graziadei one, not the Hannah Grace one). You know how a lot of hockey books (my own included) can be light on the actual hockey? Not the case with Icebreaker. The character development was lovely, but the hockey was divine. Graziadei clearly knows and loves the sport.

Favorite historical fiction: What the Wind Knows (Mystery! Time Traveling! Love! Ireland!) and Kindred (Mystery! Time Traveling! Love! The Antebellum South!).

Favorite Space Odyssey: Gideon + Nona the Ninth. I had to make a special category because neither sci/fi nor fantasy feels appropriate for this yet incomplete series which is as rollicking good fun as it is completely confounding. I still have no idea what’s happening but I can’t wait to read the next one.

Favorite pleasant surprise: A Court of Mist and Fury. I waited so long to read the ACOTAR series because I got such conflicting reports from folks. I took the advice of a reader I trust and powered through the first book. ACOMAF was worth the contextualizing journey. I loved it. I’m still working through the rest of the series but this book was an unexpected joy.

Least favorite book: Lol, no. We don’t play that game here.

[wafflesandd1ck]

Weird little thought I just had.

"You have to be a dominion, throne or above" Muriel when explaining to crowley why they can't access, Gabriel's file.

Crowley flips it open and says. "I wasn't always a demon, and they never change their passwords."

In the first scene, we get of the inside of crowleys flat, we see a giant throne and matching desk.

Here's a behind the scenes pic for a better view.

I don't think God/heaven only dropped crowley. I think they dropped his entire department into hell

I think aziraphale was right. "Rumor has it, in 6,000 years they will be shutting all of this down again"

Ok bare with me, this is gonna be such a sloppy tangle of thoughts.

I think God has no intention of trying to make humans and the Earth again.

Crowley, being the ever-present sass master, told God off and said something along the lines of "you need me to make galaxies. " try to twist God's arm.

God said "oh ok bro" and dropped all of it AND gave crowley snake eyes.

The idea of "you created the stars you are blind to, you can keep your thrown but you only have power because WE gave it to you" feels totally up heavens alley. Making crowley take the thrown he fought for and got cast down for would be such a stab.

He helped create billions of galaxies, and what does he have to show for it? A damn chair.

And not just any chair mind you.

Crowleys throne also has symbolism. Now, the prop itself is called a "king Solomon throne," and it sells for roughly 3 thousand dollars.

THATS CROWLEYS EXACT THRONE.

Here's the kicker, though. King Solomons throne is a real thing that's mentioned in the Hebrew bible.

"The throne was seen as belonging to David, or to God Himself. In 1 Chronicles 29:23, it says, "Solomon sat on the throne of the LORD as king"

HOWEVER!

The throne is described in 1 Kings 10:18 as being made of ivory overlaid with gold, with six steps, a round top, and two lions standing beside it. Meaning it looks like this:

This painting (not the official. Its digital rendition) is called 'the throne of solomon' by Raphael.

Remember how Crowley HATES the 14th century with a passion? Hated it so much that he tried to sleep through it? Ya wanna know what became insanely popular in the 14th century?

A "14th century throne of Solomon" refers to the concept of a royal throne heavily inspired by the biblical description of King Solomon's throne, which was often depicted in art and used as a symbol of power by monarchs in the 14th century, particularly in Europe, where the imagery of a richly decorated, elevated throne with a canopy became a common representation of royal authority; essentially, it was a symbolic representation of Solomon's throne rather than a literal artifact from that time period.

Crowleys. Throne. Was used by monarchs to stroke their own egos. Crowleys throne became so popular that the humans started using HIS throne as a symbol of unjust judgment and believing they deserve to judge others as they judge themselves. As crowley judged God for wanting to shut down the universe.

Idk. Maybe I'm overthinking it, but I think the symbolism here, intentional or not is really cool.

Crowley was stripped of every inch of his power and position and was hacked out of heaven like garbage. could you imagine your boss firing you and hating you so much, he threw out your desk and chair too?? That's next level, petty. Then your own boss, hundreds of years later. Dedicates an entire art and religious movement around rubbing your nose in your mistake?

Sorry, this is so wordy and scrambled. I just wanted to share it.

[howlsofbloodhounds]

so... you know how a lot of the fandom depicts killer hating fell? why do you think that is? (as in, why would killer hate fell in the first place)

From what I’ve seen, at least the reasons as to why some think Killer would hate Fell, actually has a lot less to do with Fell as an individual and a lot more to do with Underfell as a whole.

If I recall, the first time I saw this idea put forward was by the author of the fanfic For the Forgotten Ones, although there might’ve been earlier ideas I’ve yet to see. I’m not well versed on Underfell canon at this moment, so this will just be based on what I’ve heard about the AU.

It seems to boil down to the concept that Killer finds them all weak and pathetic more often than not. He thinks they don’t actually hold up their “kill or be killed” ideals.

And that if it came down to it, most of them are too “weak” to do what he believes is necessary to achieve goals and desires. Or simply just to survive.

Killer is depicted as viewing a lot of the residents of Underfell as something like frauds. All bark and no bite, words and no actions. They say things and don’t actually do things, don’t actually believe it.

They’re just small scared dogs trying so hard to make themselves appear angry, and to make that anger look like something strong enough to warrant being afraid of.

Especially if any of the residents of Underfell attempt to both judge and moralize the things that Killer says and does via working “with” Nightmare. Even more so if they attempt to make themselves out to be above Killer.

I don’t think Killer would hate Fell, or Underfell. Or at least he wouldn’t say it in words.

Briefly ignoring that one ship art rahafwabas drew of killer and fell where killer seemed to take a more dominating position in the drawing, killer (at least when in Stage 2), seems to avoid using strong or emotionally charged words like “hate” or “love.” It’s always, “I kinda like..” and “I kinda miss..” and “I will make you suffer.”

The only times he’s been absolute about similar things is when he said “I dislike everything” and “I don’t eat.”

So even if Killer does hate Fell and/or Underfell, I doubt he’d use a strong word or such an emotionally self aware word such as “hate.”

At his worse, he’d probably want Fell to suffer and feel weak. For Fell to realize this truth too, and to understand what he deserves for being weak.

Perhaps, if he finds Fell curious and fascinating, he’d be interested if seeing if Fell could learn to be “stronger.” Perhaps he wants to test Fell, to see if he can understand what “kill or be killed” means in Killer’s world.

Or perhaps he’d look down on him even more for trying to compare himself to Killer, similar to the way Killer threatened to kill Swap for the comparing.

A thing about Killer in Stage 2 is that he does seem to view himself as superior in a way, above others.

And he often doesn’t feel or show remorse or guilt much of what he does or says to others outside of Papyrus—and is shown to be willing to say whatever he thinks he has to avoid drudging up those emotions, to become more aware.

(Not to say he finds pleasure or joy from it (not if he doesn’t believe someone has somehow done something to deserve it), but in that he is indifferent at least, fascinated/curious/confused at most.)

To avoid Stage 1–because that is a version of himself he views as both weak and dangerous. Possibly even the remains of a thing that should be dead already.

Someone confronts him that he can never change, can never be a good person after all the monsters he’s killed, and yet his only response is “It’s not my fault they are weak.”

And sure enough, very first time he killed Papyrus, he calls him weak.

And yet even in the present, all this time has passed and he has killed Papyrus in a multitude of ways multiple times, he still feels sick when he remembers what he did and said to Papyrus.

He says he’s fine, he can kill Papyrus with a smile, and yet he’s still said to be his hardest enemy. (Even Killer himself seems deeply confused and disturbed by these contradicting beliefs, emotions. It causes him significant distress and dissociation.)

So in a scenario where Killer hates—or “dislikes”—Fell or the residents of Underfell, perhaps it’s moreso because the kinder versions of them are just reminders that he hasn’t yet shed himself of what he perceives as his own weaknesses.

(And perhaps his awareness of the possibility that, in doing so, he’d be risking losing himself (losing control) completely into Stage 4. There’d be no coming back for him. No more hope.)

Fell and Underfell’s residents can at least be interpreted as having grown up like that, they don’t know any other way of life, but Killer wasn’t raised like that.

He wasn’t born and raised into this life—he was coerced and remade into it, kicking and screaming. And he started to believe that he wanted it, because the one who held his very self in their hands kept insisting he did.

That they knew what he wanted, what he needed, better then he did—all while they used that knife on him and kept one finger on that shiny Reset button, always.

So perhaps they’re reminders of a version of himself he does not wish to associate with or be reminded of, one he doesn’t want to risk allowing to the surface. Because he views it as dangerous, and impossible.

And weak.

[olderthannetfic]

Yeah, no, this recurring "if you posted it to the archive you OWE ITS PRESENCE TO US FOREVER" take people keep regurgitating is some absolutely entitled bullshit no matter how you dress it up as ~*respect for art and the artist.*~

Ok, I never wanted to wade into this never ending wank about deleting fics because I didn’t think I had anything to add, but this comment in the comment section of one of the most recent asks on this topic sparked something for me. Probably it’s not even an original thought, but here I go.

Is it ok if an author doesn’t like their book any more, so they just start going into libraries and destroying copies of it?

That’s a bad analogy because the library paid for those copies and the author was presumably paid for their work? And also it wouldn’t even be legal for the author to do that? I hear you. I still think it holds some merit in terms of helping us think about this in terms of libraries being a place of preservation for the community, which is how people who are complaining about fics disappearing view fic archives (thus, “archive”), but I do see the flaws in the analogy.

What if a friend crafted you something as a gift, and you absolutely love it and treasure it, and you tell them so at every opportunity. Is it cool for them to take it back and throw it away because they don’t like it any more?

That analogy makes it too personal and doesn’t really work because “people should just download copies of every fic in anticipation that the author might delete it, and authors aren’t breaking into people’s houses to steal back copies of fics they have saved”? Ok. That’s fair. But I think that analogy at least conveys how personal the disappointment of a fic disappearing feels for many fans. Especially if they voiced their support to the author, it’s a big bummer when the author receives that support and then turns around and says “well I don’t think it’s good enough any more, and I’m taking it down so no one can enjoy it.” But I agree, that’s not a perfect analogy either.

How about an analogy I think I have heard before, one in which an artist created a piece of art and donated it to be displayed in a public space for the community to enjoy, then subsequently decided they wanted to remove it from view and destroy it. I think even if they were legally within their rights to do it, most people would still look at it as a pretty lame thing to do. This analogy doesn’t fully satisfy me, because public art on display doesn’t feel fully analogous to fic in an archive for me, and depending on the piece and the setting there may not be the same expectation that it’s going to be preserved there.

I think all of these analogies taken in combination kind of start to convey why this is a big deal to people. And as many have said, it’s not that we don’t acknowledge it’s the fic writer’s prerogative to delete, or that we feel entitled to the work, or that we don’t realise we can and probably should download our most favourite fics. None of that changes the fact that to take down a fic is taking back a gift and removing something from a community archive dedicated to preserving that media. Anyway. This is my beer-fuelled rant complete with three separate analogies that really contribute nothing to this very done-to-death discussion. I’ll go be quiet now.

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Eh. I don't think people are confused in quite this way.

Some of them are upset because a few "Never delete!" people actually say aggressive or aggressively stupid things.

A lot of them want to never feel judged, and that includes by hearing that other people are upset.

But a poisonous and idiotic breed of them don't value fic and are mightily offended that other people do.

I get these clowns on here all the time. I haven't blocked all of them, but they're all dumbasses and they all sound the same. "Ooh, it's just casual!" "Ooh, I'm so mature for not having feelings and it totally isn't a mental illness symptom, how dare you?!"

Listen, dudes, wanting to destroy your hobby stuff is not a moral failing. But treating your hobby as "just a hobby" and "It doesn't matter" means you're a boring person. Come cry in the notes, but it won't be any less true.

Art is something to be passionate about. Preservation is something to be passionate about. Life in general is something to be passionate about.

Destroying art is sometimes part of art. Thinking it's pretentious to care deeply, however, makes you a loser.

[oozebrain]

Art x Reader

Art keeps you warm in a blizzard. Little drabble to get back in the swing of things before I get to all the wonderful prompts everyone has sent while I’ve been away!!

Fluff, cuddles, Art being Art. Sfw. Minors dni please.

Half Empty, But Happy

The snow was coming down in sheets. You’d never seen an actual downpour of snow before, and in your current circumstance you hoped you wouldn’t again. You pulled your thin jacket around your frame as tight as you could. Your breath was nearly tangible and the mucus running from your nose froze and chapped your face, leaving it painfully raw and irritated. You sniffled at the discomfort and put your hands over your face. You breathe in to try and warm your painful extremities and nose but even the air escaping your lips feels frigid. In a way, it seems menacing how even as simple as this you can’t catch a break.

With a barely audible hiss, you withdraw into yourself as much as you can before straining your eyes against the darkness that surrounded you. The only light was the dimly flickering bulb of the bus stop and it cast all within its vicinity in a terrible darkness. The bus was already an hour late. You’d called the station more than a few times to make sure the bus was actually running and the dispatcher told you each time, with growing impatience, that it certainly was.

You checked your phone again. Ten past eleven at night. The walk home was a good hour and in this blizzard you reasoned you may not even make it home if you strayed too far from the oasis that was the bus stop. At least you were alone.

Granted being totally at near midnight was not ideal for anyone, but it certainly beat having to make awkward conversation with a stranger who may want to follow you home from the bus. You shake the thought from your head as a gust of wind tore through you, leaving you a shivering huddled mess.

As if hearing your thoughts, you could hear the sound of faint footsteps. At first they were too far away to judge their location, but it soon became apparent when you realized they were coming from your left and approaching at a leisurely pace. How could anyone so calmly and idly meander along when they were in the middle of the storm of the century.

The figure slowly came into view, a towering man dressed in nothing but a black and white jumpsuit and a black trash bag. The wind ripped through his clothes with ease but he seemed unbothered by the ferocity of the blizzard. As he entered the small area of light you could see his eyes were, and had been, fixated entirely upon you. The glittering black orbs burned in the darkness. His expression was slack, worn down. He mirrored you in his defeat as he plopped down beside of you.

He opened his mouth in an exaggerated sigh as he stretched, kicking his legs out and letting his arm stretch well into your personal space. There was nothing you could do about it, even if you wanted to. You were firmly locked in place from the agonizing cold and frost that clung to your hair and eyelashes. You flick your eyes to the man beside you and find he is watching you, face still devoid of expression as he tilted his head in open study of you.

Who was this guy? Who would dress up as a clown in a glacier? The temperatures had dropped so rapidly over the day they issued a state of emergency. But who were you to judge? You were dressed no better, a pair of work pants, a tee shirt, and your well-loved windbreaker. Didn’t you two make quite the pair, freezing your asses off as feet of snow heaped around you and steadily grew. Both of you looked simply ridiculous to the passersby in their nice warm cars.

You envied them, but tried not to covet what you did not have. You stole another look at your silent, towering companion. Out of the corner of your eye you could see his expression had changed: he was smiling.

Smiling?? Who the hell could have a cheerful grin and a tune to whistle in negative twenty degree weather. You rolled your eyes internally, it felt mocking. It felt like “if I can be happy so can you” inspirational porn. It rubbed you the wrong way but you had no energy, nor courage, to speak up. Instead you huddled into yourself more, going as far as to tuck your knees into your jacket.

There was a gentle touch on your shoulder and you turned your head to look fully this time, not just out of the corner of your eye. The man was smiling at you still, his eyes and nose crinkled in what looked like a snarl or a sneer. But his bared teeth spoke of joy and jubilation, like he knew some juicy secret that was lost to you.

Suddenly he moved his arm upward, as if inviting you. What was he inviting you to? His smile grew and he nodded his head slightly as if to say ‘it’s okay’. You furrowed your brow questioningly.

He straightened himself out, crossing his legs casually and let his arm rest behind you. It didn’t feel invasive, predatory, or creepy. It didn’t make you feel the way it did when other strange men got close to you. Something about him was strangely inviting. Though in the back of your mind you were screaming to run, the warmth radiating off him as too much to be ignored. It pulled you in and fulfilled a primal need, a craving and urge that was to its boiling point. You were so cold you were starting to get warm, and that scared you. False warmth spread through your fingers and toes, up to your arms and resting in your shoulders. The sensation was a relief, but you knew not to trust it.

It was what it was, you were in the beginning stages of frostbite. You look again to your companion and his invitation to cuddle. For a moment you were at a crossroads. There’s no way you’d make it the whole duration without some kind of damage and you’d prefer to keep your fingers and nose intact. Was this okay though? What if he swallowed you up and smashed you down into his mysterious trash bag? What if he gutted you right then and there and left your disemboweled corpse on the bench for others to find?

Perhaps listening to truecrime podcasts during most of your waking hours clouded your judgement, as so far the man had done nothing of concern. Exhausted, frozen, and in agony, you lean into him carefully and feel his hand rest on your back. He drew you into him more, his arm shielding the rest of you from the onslaught of wind.

You remained frozen in place, resisting the urge to nuzzle deep in the heat that radiated off him so much you could swear you saw steam sneaking out from under his collar. How was he so warm despite being in the same situation as you? In fact, he was wearing even less than you. Before you could question further, something else hit you- hard.

You did not recoil but held your breath as you realized you had sucked in a noseful of something wretched. It wasn’t even the body odor, it was earthier than that. He smelled like a childhood memory, an old forgotten doe urine-soaked hunting jacket left to marinate in the trunk with the discarded oil bottles. Though putrid, something about it did not necessarily offend you. In a way, it was comforting. To you, he didn’t smell bad exactly, but he smelled strong. Overpowering was an understatement.

Carefully, you allow him to pull you in closer and your head is resting against his chest. You feel covered by him, sheltered, protected. These are feelings that have long escaped you. Though it was only with a stranger for a brief moment, you welcomed the security that blossomed in your chest.

From the inside out you were glowing, a warm ember in your stomach that slowly illuminated its surroundings and drenched them. Warmth, true warmth, was slowly enveloping you. You wanted to close your eyes but resisted. As you stared at a loose thread on his suit, you wondered what choices in your life had led to this moment. Being snuggled by a potent stranger hadn’t even crossed your mind today, or ever.

You don’t understand why he’s doing this, but so far he hasn’t made a move. He’s remained stoic and still, his hand planted firmly on your shoulder with his arm encircled around your form to block out the cold.

In that moment, it dawns on you that you can feel something- air. There are small puffs of air rhythmically puffing against your scalp. Without thinking, you pull away a bit and look up at him. He greets you with a smile, still sniffing the air around you. Your cheeks flush. He was smelling you?

The clown leans in to close the gap, coming within centimeters of your hair as he takes a long drawn-out smell, savoring the aroma of your shampoo it seems. Anxiety was welling up in you as the odd situation turned simply strange. He lifted his arm again, inviting you back. When you remained motionless, he folded his arms over his chest and frantically rubbed his biceps, a theatrical display of how you looked when he showed up.

You check your phone. You still had at least twenty minutes before your ride showed up. You look back to the clown who patiently sat beside you, eyes burning with something as you could still see his nostrils flaring as he smelled the air. Strange as it was, it was mutually beneficial. He was warm, and he liked that you smelled nice. You decided not to think of it any deeper than that and shifted closer to him.

“Here, I have an idea.” You say as you hastily remove your jacket. You snuggle close to him and drape the jacket around you, then put the other half over his shoulders. Effectively, a small barrier had been created that not only would blunt the wind for the both of you, but also allow you to share heat.

His expression changed at this, something momentarily unreadable. It appeared as though he were confused but simply accepted the situation for what it was. His smile had faded and instead he stared at your hair, transfixed by the new flakes of snow and tiny icicles that had formed. Again you rest your head against his chest, but this time feel his cheek press against you. He allowed his head to lay atop yours as he not so discreetly took long drawn inhales that he seemed to savor.

You couldn’t help but awkwardly smile just a little at his actions, but knew inwardly you were no better. Both of you were fascinated by the other. Both of you were in your primal stages right now- survive. Survive this blizzard and share body heat. Finally, you allow your eyes to flutter shut, your phone still clenched tightly in your hand just in case.

No grand gestures follow, no sounds, not a whisper. The two of you remained in place, interlocked in an embrace of survival, two people as a unit to survive as one. Though you knew nothing of him, your heart ached in appreciation for his presence. Within the confines of his arms, you felt safe and protected. Though it would soon be over, you nestled in closer and allowed time to stop and simply relish in the moment.

[madwomanxx]

I like thinking about the different ways gods problem solve and their different type of intelligence

My main examples for this are Athena, Apollo and Hermes

Please keep in mind this is all my personal interpretations and views on their domains, also I'm writing this at 3am after I finally finished studying, hopefully it's coherent enough-

Focusing mainly on Athena and Apollo, I love thinking of the difference between logic and wisdom as a domain

Generally, logic is based on a set of principles, rules , patterns, extra

Apollo is the most distant yet human of the gods, this fits very well with his role in the arts and science

He can be impulsive, emotional and very short sighted. This highly depends on the situation and his personal level of involvement, which's why we see this side of him often with lovers or when tragedies strike his children

But in cases where he doesn't have personal stakes, I believe he would go in the opposite side of the spectrum

He'd judge and come up with an answer completely dependant on objective and tangible facts, he'd rarely if ever bother to figure out the feelings of anyone involved in the situation, actively distant and detached

I've always viewed him as a god stuck in his own head, biases and feelings. His deductions all make sense when you don't take into consideration the emotinal illogical element

He's also the god of knowledge, he has a huge arsenal of facts at his disposal!

Basically, I'm trying to say, Apollo is very clever, he just doesn't usually take into consideration the feelings of others. He still makes great plans and council

That's when you bring in Athena, aka wisdom

I know many people write her as book smart, or just unaware or caring about feelings and such. I fundamentally disagree with this!

Athena is very knowledgeable about feelings, we see this a lot in the Iliad, she knows exactly what words and disguise to use, immediately convinces the person to do as she wants, meanwhile we see Apollo often recognized immediately as a god and changing tactics when his first approach doesn't work ( Aeneas is one that I remember, Apollo first went with reminding him about his vows to pursued him into fighting Achilles, then added more words and comparing Aphrodite to Thetis, this convinced Aeneas to go for it)

Athena knows exactly what words to use in order to get what she wants from Zeus, while I joke and believe in her favorite child status, she's also very smart about it. She knows how to appeal to Zeus to get her wishes granted

This is why her and Apollo are a great council for Zeus, Apollo can provide a solid strong plan or just tons of facts about the situation and resources, Athena can elevate a good plan into a perfect one with nearly zero chances of failure!

Athena is also quicker in fully assessing a situation and coming up with the perfect strategy, while Apollo may take a bit longer to consider all the objective facts and generally maul it over

They're both creative and clever, just their approach is different but very complimentary

Where does Hermes fit into all of this? He's a jack of all trades!

He's very quick to think of ways to bullshit himself out of trouble, he may appear similar to Athena at first, especially with both associating with cunning

But he mostly makes plans based on his personal abilities and smooth talking skills, he doesn't usually take into account other people or things outside of his immediate skill set when problem solving

He's 100% prioritizing what he can physically do and what negotiation tactic is needed

To summ it up:

Apollo mainly thinks of the objective elements, random facts he already knows ( he's a nerd who is constantly learning about every field there is no matter how "useless") he mainly depends on logical patterns when problem solving

Hermes depends on his own skills, with a heavy focus on talking when problem solving ( seduction gets used a lot-)

Athena uses both of these tactics combined with being acutely aware of the people involved, and how to best utilize and lead them to the desired outcome ( she's also only a nerd for certain special interests and useful things, she doesn't need to flip through her memories between jellyfish facts and the plot of desperate housewives XD)

[smurfs-insideout-au]

Emotion Smurf Bio/Refs

Here is the list of all of the emotion smurfs,along with links to their original posts,designs and informations (be warned: it's long af). For the boy smurfs,there will be two versions: one with hair and one without hair. You can draw them as either of those.

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Smurfsunflower (emotion Joy volunteer)

Oc by @thedarkqueen14

Link to her original post: https://www.tumblr.com/thedarkqueen14/770302465572732928/next-is-introducing-azaleas-best-friendwho-is

Smurfsunflower (she/her) is a loveable sunshine who is in charge of the Smurf grove's cleaning team and best friend of Smurfazalea!!

A very optimistic and happy Smurf who sees light in everyone,taking any chance she gets to spread the joy and positivity to everyone. A kind and helpful one,who is indeed very happy to help. She is also packed with good leadership skills,knowing how to keep everyone in place and can be the voice of reason whenever tension strikes

However,under that positive smile is the disturbance that she hides to herself,as she can be rather passive-aggressive at times and is pushy about her way of positivity. This leads to her having a rather negative side to her optimism,pushing her ways a bit too far and even tries to change those she views as "not positive enough".

The reason for this is because of the destruction of the original Grove location that changed her life forever,with her having a very hard time adjusting to the sudden changes. She uses her happiness as a protective shield,but doesn't realize it's cracking.

Now this cute and peppy Smurf early volunteers in the project as the role of "Joy". She's very excited to meet you all!!!

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Smurfpigment (emotion Joy volunteer)

Oc by @funnibluecreturs

Link to her original post: https://www.tumblr.com/funnibluecreturs/747935198720720896/just-going-to-finally-post-smurfpigmentss-design?source=share

Smurfpigment (she/her) is the Color Expert of the Smurf Grove Village and the older sister of Smurfgraphite.

Pigment is the go-to Smurf if a Smurf could use some color to their day! Literally and figuratively! She is known for her cheerful and supportive nature, giving positive affirmations and encouragement. She also acts as an older sister figure to not just Graphite, but to any Smurf she comes across with.

The destruction of the previous Smurf Grove Village motivated Pigment to work on her self-defense skills. After the devastating event, Pigment was inspired to create her infamous color bombs after a potion mishap (the first color bombs she made were so strong it made her previous house explode to pieces.) Pigment can also be a little reckless at times, which is why there are moments her color bombs can get set off at unpredictable times. She can also slip up and can let her emotions get the best of her, especially if she feels Graphite is being treated unfairly.

Despite that, as a Smurf who wants to serve as a role model, she tries to put her impulsiveness aside. She's very compassionate and understanding of other Smurfs, even those who are misunderstood, like Grouchy for example since she doesn't really judge him for his attitude.

Pigment becomes one of the volunteers of the Emotion Project, volunteering as the role of "Joy" after Sunflower. She wants to understand what it's like to be an emotion in the brain!

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Writer Smurf (emotion Sadness volunteer)

Oc by @thedarkqueen14

Links to his original posts: https://www.tumblr.com/thedarkqueen14/764417871570993152/updated-reference-sheets-for-writer-and

Writer Smurf (he/him),the author with a sorrow attitude and Brainy's older twin brother. Both glasses smurfs hail from the same stork delivery,at the same time. Writer is considered the older one due to his more mature personality.

Writer was once an energetic,reckless and adventurous fellow,with a passion of traveling here and there to find inspiration for his books. The reason why they're well received is because of his input of reality plus fiction. However,a careless move of opening the forbidden "Pandora's box" has changed his life forever. Cursed to become permanently sad and drown in tears. Yet,he overcomes this and is trying to become better

Currently,Writer has become a reserved and shy Smurf who can cry at the drop of a hat. That's not to say he's basically Weepy,but he's not. He's more of the type to constantly looking melancholic. He has also grown a huge guilt complex ever since the curse,leading his confidence to shatter and drowning in constant self doubt and highly criticizes himself. Yet,he harbors great empathy,along with kindness and maturity of an older brother.

Writer has a pessimistic view of life. To him,there's no such thing as true happiness,but only those that can be enjoyed throughout their lives,even if it's small and insignificant. He explores a lot about the Smurf mind and loves learning about it,using his writing medium to convey his knowledge and his experiences.

Despite the sadness,he's doing much better now,thanks to the help of his younger brother;his beloved boyfriend,Painter;and his friends,old and new.

Now,Writer is one of the first volunteers for the project,taking the role of "Sadness". He helped Brainy out a lot during the process,too.

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Scaredy Smurf (emotion Fear volunteer)

Canon character (Art/design by @thedarkqueen14 )

Scaredy Smurf (he/him),the Smurf who gets scared of everything and anything,whether it's a small insect or a large storm.

Scaredy bears a fearful and anxious nature,making it hard for him to do anything without thinking the worst of it or finding worry about anything. Tho,because of his jittery nature,he's great at keeping others safe,as his insight has proven to be very useful. Scaredy is quite shy and isn't much of a talker,mostly due to the fear of being shut down

The scaredy cat does possess great strength,speed and agility at times,mostly when he's provoked. Despite his cowardly nature,he is willing to build up courage to do the things he's normally afraid to do,for the sake of saving his friends or needing to face responsibility. Scaredy is also very honest and has a hard time lying,due to his guilt complex

Now this loveable coward of a Smurf has gathered his courage to join this possibly dangerous project,as the role of "Fear". He may or may not be regretting this later,but at least he's trying.

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Dragonfruit Smurfling/Pitaya Smurfling (emotion Anger volunteer)

Oc by @thedarkqueen14

Link to his original post: https://www.tumblr.com/thedarkqueen14/764866902969499648/dragonfruit-smurfling-or-pitaya-is-a-manmade

Dragonfruit Smurfling (he/him),or known as Pitaya,is a manmade Smurf,created by a kind witch,being raised under her care. However,when she passed away,she gave him to her son to take care. The son,drenching in alcohol from the stressful and unfair life;started to neglect and abuse the poor smurf. The young one eventually survived when the man tried to sell him for some gold. He was lucky to be found and adopted by a Smurf Grove called "SmurfSnapdragon".

Pitaya is an aggressive and violent child,using destruction as a defensive mechanism. The young Smurf is also quite the hothead and rude to others,having trust issues and anger issues. He doesn't mean bad,he's like a spicy kitten,hard to open up.

But under that hard shell is a bumbling and chaotic lil child,full of fun and mischief >:33 Pitaya is also a smart one and can be quite mature,with great observing skills. And if he likes you,he can get clingy as well. This is due to his separation anxiety and claustrophobia.

Now,Pitaya has volunteered to become one of the emotions in the project,as "Anger". He's convinced by his older sister to join and learn more about emotions.

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Snob Smurf (emotion Disgust volunteer)

oc by @theskybug

Link to his original post: https://www.tumblr.com/theskybug/764722753800716288

Snob Smurf (he/him) has a nasty attitude, high nose and is obsessive with cleaning and keeping his looks tidy. He is a waiter for Chef Smurf’s kitchen. Helping around the kitchen with serving food, preparing meals. But mostly the cleaning. Despite that cold heart, he really does care for the village and secretly has a crush on Chef. Even through everyone knows it, but hates admitting it. (He's in the Tundere category because Azazel and Sky said so)

Once you get to know him. He’s not so bad lf you manage to stick around long enough that is. snob actually used to be a kind and helpful Smurf, until Gargamel captured him and used a powerful personality changing spell, leaving behind some features. With sharp teeth and attitude, as well a burn like scar of his chest. (A Spell burn) he was saved just in time before gargamel could fully turn him into a monster.

Now. Snob signed himself as one of the emotion volunteers. Known as ‘disgust’ (he is silently regretting it)

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Draftsman Smurf/Drafty (emotion Anxiety volunteer)

Oc by @thedarkqueen14

Link to his original post: https://www.tumblr.com/thedarkqueen14/770303376904847360/and-finallymy-last-bean-for-tonight-is-draftsman

Draftsman Smurf (he/they),or Drafty for short,is an aspiring new artist in the creative crew,experimenting with new art styles and mediums to draw

Drafty wishes to be the best at it,he has always been! Packed with enthusiasm,a touch of zest and lively energy,they are known to learn things quickly and is able to practice nonstop until they master it. This has garnish them a good chunk popularity within the Smurf community. This popularity can have them to grow a tad arrogant,rubbing off his talent in front of others just because he can,and will get aggressive if anyone tries to defy his hard work

Behind the arrogance is a fumbling,incredibly anxious Smurf who is constantly looked at by smurfs. Putting on a high pedestal ever since they were known as "Perfectionist Smurf",this Smurf is always afraid of losing or falling behind. Their mind is a hive of endless negativity and self criticisms,always thinking about the worst that could happen. That's why he's always prepared! Tho being prepared so much leads them to be neglectful of their own mental health.

Their anxiety has lead him to have stomach issues,easily getting nauseous and sick.

Now,Drafty joins in the project as the infamous "anxiety". He wonders if he could learn a thing or two about his conditions. Nah,he's fine!

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Enamoured Smurf (emotion Envy volunteer)

Canon character (art/design by @theskybug )

Link to his original posts: https://www.tumblr.com/theskybug/771639956156383232/enamoured-smurf-hehim-is-the-villages-romance

Enamoured Smurf (he/him)is the village’s romance and love master, Known as the Cupid of the Smurfs.

He is polite and can be the sweetest around, Enamoured is also a huge sucker for romance, yet he's a hopeless romance who has trouble finding a partner. Talking about it to reading about it, gushing over love stories and even spying on couples. He has this thing called ‘the love vision’ where he can see a certain Smurf ‘duo’ would develop into a couple or not. (He’s mostly not wrong)

Despite loving Valentine so much, he also hates at the same time,because he’s single,as he takes the holiday very seriously. He likes to invite others to the ‘single mingle’ club and have tea, show off his baking skills as well.

Unlike canon Enamoured,this Enamoured has evolved from just falling in love with Smurfette,now to become the best romance expert,dating counselor and true love connoisseur

Now adorable Enamoured wants to set foot or rather his mind into the emotion volunteering as ‘envy’

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Butterfly Smurf (emotion Embarrassment volunteer)

Oc by @theskybug

Link to his original post: https://www.tumblr.com/theskybug/770728626182373376/butterfly-one-of-the-sweetest-innocent-like-of

Butterfly Smurf (he/him) is one of the sweetest, cutest Smurfs of the crew (or village) with a shy, curious personality. Loves a little adventure who tends to wonder about and others had to find him.

Butterfly has a huge fear on any kind of bird, including storks. Although he’s somewhat more comfortable with storks than the rest of the birds. Which Smurfs used storks as their transportation for long distances. The reason for this fear, when he was a smurfling during a little camp trip that papa promised some little ones. Butterfly wondered off again not expecting to face to face with a rare magical bird,whose ability is to make a horrid screech,loud enough to make you become deaf. Which is how butterfly became profoundly deaf in the first place, using sign language as his main communication all his life (includes a little note book in his hat) It annoys him through, since not many knew sign language and missed out alot.

That’s until later, his life completely changed when he fell in love with partly blind Smurf named Archer Smurf ( @thedarkqueen14 ‘s oc) who later gifted butterfly magical earrings,which was helped by Papa Smurf and Handy Smurf. The earrings allowed butterfly to ‘hear’ as long as he wear it. The gift was given during a date,where Archer asked Butterfly to be his boyfriend,who in turn said "yes"

Now butterfly happily and bravely volunteers the emotion known as ‘embarrassment’ he’s excited to meet you all!

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Smurfgraphite (emotion Ennui volunteer)

Oc by @funnibluecreturs

Link to her original post:

Smurfgraphite (she/her) is the Sketch Artist of the Smurf Grove Village and younger sister of Smurfpigment.

Graphite is an introspective and reserved Smurf, known for her usually stoic nature. Back then, she isn't really talkative nor does she interact with the other Smurfs very much unless it's Pigment. That is until the disastrous event involving the previous Smurf Grove Village. This pushed her to get out of her comfort zone and start talking to Smurfs more.

Graphite isn't as emotionally expressive as others and she tends to think deeply about dark topics. She also can doubt or underestimate her own self-worth. But she also has a dry sense of humor, making jokes while keeping a straight face. Despite not being as emotionally expressive, she does feel very deeply and expresses her feelings through her artworks, a lot of her drawings have hints of melancholic tones to it, that is... If she's not making absurd drawings. And despite her gloomy nature, she's not really a pessimist.

Graphite volunteers for the emotion "Ennui." She's not satisfied until she gets a deeper understanding about emotions.

[v-4-mp-slayer]

Hiii, I saw you were taking requests and I was wondering if I can get some headcanons of Genma Shiranui with a s/o whose back, legs, ribs, and arms are covered in irezumi tattoos with dragons, bones, clouds, waves, etc. Just because she liked the art ^^

Yasss Genma content, if you want i can continue or make a scenario later, just write me.

You have a tatoo?.

Genma x fem S/O

This man had learned that he would never stop learning things about his s/o

It was one of the reasons why he liked her in the first place

He was definitely not expecting the fact that she looked like an art canvas

He is pretty laid back so he wouldn't make a scene about it, but he would be curious (and probably slightly turned on) about them

He would see them most likely when his s/o was either changing (at his/her place or after training)

He might raise an eyebrow and smirk, flipping his senbon between his teeth

"Huh… didn’t know you were hiding a whole damn story under there"

He would ask definitely when did she get them and how come he hadn't seen them before.

Would definitely trace the patterns on the skin with his finger tips

"Guess I’ll have to inspect the rest up close. For... research."

Would 100% appreciate the view

He would get a bit serious when he asked what they meant in case they had a story behind them but would relax when told they where just for the art

“So you just thought they looked hot or good then?”

“Can’t argue with that. You were right.” he would definitely get cheeky

He wouldn’t judge at all—Genma’s the type who appreciates confidence and self-expression

He'd probably like her more for doing something just because it felt good or looked good

“Planning to start a sleeve? Want company next time?” (Yes, he meant it, and yes, he was there in the tatoo studio next time, smirking)

He would put attention and see what shapes the tatoos are

No, he would not let her put clothes on until he analyzed each tatoo

Overall, he would be glad to discover it, although he would question how they hid so many tatoos from him (and made him question his deductive abilities)

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Dear Raven ven venny ven, do you have any favourite ships in the twst cast? If so, why?

I don’t have any ships among the TWST cast that I’m crazy about! That doesn’t mean I “hate” all the combinations, it’s just that I feel neutral about most of them. I would say I’m pretty open to considering rare pairs and all kinds of tropes (enemies to lovers, childhood friends, etc.), but I’ve yet to find one in TWST that solidly lands with me.

Certainly there are dynamics I enjoy—the Science Club boys, for example—but do I see them being romantically engaged with one another? Eeeeeh, debatable. I could really go either way.

It’s actually easy to (temporarily) influence my takes on certain ships 😂 Sometimes I’ll listen to my friends talk ad nauseam about a ship they’re super into and their excitement is so infectious that it rubs off on me. I’ll go, “Wow, that really is a cute interaction! I can see why you ship them.” This had happened before with Malleus x Cater a few years back, though now I’ve returned to a neutral state on it since the shipper friend hasn’t been as active talking about the two. I appreciate my friends for popping off because even if I don’t have the same passion as they do for the ship, it helps me see the characters and their interactions under a new lens or from a different angle. (I actually wrote a fic where Cater takes Malleus to a maid cafe, inspired by my friend’s speeches about the duo. It’s meant to be platonic, but I think it could also be read as romantic if you choose to view it that way.)

I get easily influenced by fan art too, even if I don’t know the creator on a personal level. A few weeks back, I saw this Jade x Jamil post and it was so wholesome and tooth rottingly sweet (even though it was a ship I did not gave the time of day to before) 😭 And then I started to think about their similarities (both vice dorm leaders, both passive aggressive, both manipulators, etc.) and gradually convinced myself “Hey, it could work!” Now that I’ve had some time to be weaned off of the fan art though, I’m back to that baseline feeling of neutrality. It’s the exposure therapy wearing off/j

On the topic of Yuu (they’re technically a part of the TWST cast), I’m particularly lukewarm about any ships involving them—and Yuu ships are the only exception to my “I’m easily influenced to change my mind” rule; I’m always neutral about Yuu ships. They’re a blank slate, so the dynamics they have with other characters changes drastically depending on what “kind” of Yuu they are. I don’t have a Yuusona of my own, nor do I project onto Yuu, so I find little value in their character (or lack thereof). This extends to ships too; because I don’t see (my) Yuu as a “real” character, I also don’t see the potential in shipping them with those in the cast. I’ll support everyone’s right to their own Yuu and related ships, but I don’t necessarily get gung-ho about them unless I know the creators well. This is because the familiarity I have with them then extends to their Yuus; I can see bits of them and their own personalities and experiences in their Yuus, and that makes me feel like I have a more meaningful bond with whatever their interpretation (and romantic involvement!) is.

Of course, there are also some ships that I don’t like or that personally make me uncomfortable (for example, incest ships) 💦 I don’t want to like… yuck your yums, so I won’t go into explicit detail about which other ships I’m not a fan of or would prefer as platonic. Regardless of how I may feel about those, I don’t want to give the impression that I’m going to judge you for what you do or don’t ship. You do you—just be sure to respect boundaries and don’t push what you ship onto others, especially if they have indicated they’re not into the same things you are.

Just to make things clear, please do NOT send me asks like “Here is my ship and here is why you should consider it!” and “How do you feel about [Character A] x [Character B]?” or any variant (which includes polycules, love triangles, etc.). I will also not be responding to asks pressing me for which ships I dislike. I won’t be providing a tier list either since there are way too many possible combinations to account for. Shipping talk with strangers/the public makes me anxious and I’d rather not have that level of stress on a consistent basis.

Thank you for understanding ^^