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what if, just what if, sterling had a darling that has a completely different view on academic life. - they aren't that much of an overachiever, naturally gifted (assuming everyone in this school is) but doesn't explore that potential unless its with something that interests them. - darling does put a lot of effort into what they enjoy, they're better at literature, despise math in general and knew like 3 languages when they were 12. - maybe a law student?

anon my beloved u just described a darling w autism

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As per my tags on their introduction, how will vega react to having their name said repeatedly cause darling has a vocal stim and finds their name very pleasing to say over and over in various silly tones and voices.

♡Bunny (no im not currently doing this rn(<- lies))

it'd give him a small heart attack every time his name leaves your lips. he'd try real hard to keep it together but he reacts literally every time you say something — usually by tapping their foot or hiding their mouth behind their palm or drumming their fingers on their deek. their heart would pound so hard just from knowing their name is on your mind even if its just to stim

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send me questions about vega. im cleaning up my askbox and need more to answer

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art of anshumat and @devourable's oc tomi made by them!!!!! i love it sm and i heart devourable too...😭😭

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what study materials is sterling using to learn the language of love

(why yes it is the LANGUAGE of love because he sucks at other languages)

first of all he’ll have you know that he’s actively learning a new language and he’s taking to it quite well >:(

second of all he mostly learns how to be in a relationship by stalking his friends going on dates. that plus lots and lots of google searches

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I know Sterling is the grumpy cat of your OC's and whenever he finds himself sliding into simp mode around his darling he fights tooth and nail against it, but what is he like when he actually gives into his feelings? Let's say after months of being academic rivals and whatever pattern of flirting and fighting they fell into, his darling actually wants to give being in a real relationship with him a try, what kind of boyfriend is he? Does he still try to pretend like his darling isn't the center of his world and try to act aloof, does his attitude depend on if they're in public (ie anti PDA but super affectionate in private), is he clingy, is he still mean or does it become more teasing, is he protective of his darling, etc? I just want to learn more about what dating Sterling (aka everyone's favorite prodigy) looks like!

🪶 sterling x darling relationship headcanons

· let's be absolutely clear — sterling has never been in any form of relationship before you. he's never been kissed, never had sex, he's never even held anyone's hand before. he doesn't think about romance or any of that icky stuff.

· now that you're finally together, he's stuck trying to put together the pieces. he has to teach himself how to be a boyfriend, and you'd get to see him struggle and fail at it since he'd rather die than actually asking anyone he knew for help with it.

· you can tell he's making an effort, but he's so bad at this whole relationship thing that it's almost painful. his idea of a date is a study session for an important exam that he ends up getting too wrapped up in. he mostly gifts you things related to school since he's too scared to ask you about his interests. on top of that he's very, very bad about receiving affection and will push you away from him if you lay it on too thick. but he gets better at not antagonizing you and never picks fights with you anymore.

· despite all that, you do notice the changes in his behavior after its established that you're a couple. he can't deal with real affection like hugs and kissing, but he'll wrap his arm around your waist while you walk together or pull you into his lap while you study — especially if others are watching. expect to be groped occasionally if he feels like someone's coming onto you, too. possessiveness comes much more easily to him than romance does.

· he improves after you consistently spend time with him. he takes note your interests so he knows what to get you, he takes you out on real dates, and he teaches himself to be more capable of giving and receiving affection. he can mimic a semi decent boyfriend once the initial embarrassment fades.

· sterling might always be the rude, stuck up individual that you met when you aced your first exam. but he's yours now, and you're his. even if it's difficult for him to adjust to his relationship with you, he doesn't mind struggling for you — no matter how much he hates admitting it.

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Requests are not being accepted, but I'm crazy about the evil princess and she hardly gets asked, I love her. I would like to see more of Althea and her fiancé (I don't know if you're making him masculine, if not it can just be gn) who isn't really committed to this whole "getting married and living together forever" thing that interests other people

sinceramente - W.V. 💖

allie is super slept on so i appreciate this ask 🫶 for future reference i exclusively write gn nondescript readers unless im commissioned to write ones with specific traits so people of all identities can still enjoy :p

👑 ;; althea x reader with commitment issues

· thats funny, you really think you have a choice in the matter?

· althea’s always dreamed of having a big flashy wedding between the two of you. something extravagant to show the world just how much you loved each other. she’s not giving you the chance or the right to take that away from her.

· if you start expressing some hesitance to marry her when she starts putting serious thought into it, she straight up ignores you. you can tell her to her face that you don’t think it’s a good idea and she’ll ask you what color dress you think she should wear. she’ll be well aware of your lack of desire to get hitched and she won’t even slightly care.

· she loves you, and you know it. she’s done so, so much for you. why can’t you just do this for her? it’s not like anything will change, you’ll just have to be loyal to her and do as she says and kiss her and love her and treat her like she’s your world. what’s so difficult about that?

· if she even suspects you won’t show up, she’ll have guards watch you 24/7 in the days leading up to the big event. don’t even think about trying to turn her down at the altar, either, she’s more than happy to remind you who’s in charge in front of everyone. you’re not getting out of this, and that’s the end of it.

· althea doesn’t care about how you feel if it doesn’t align with her interests. she loves you (in her own twisted way) and she doesn’t care if you don’t feel the same. she’ll be everything to you, whether if you want her to be or not.

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Hi hi :3

I’m deeply incredibly sorry for almost never interacting here, a lot of stuff IRL has been keeping me :(

Anyways, how has everything been with you?

-🥞🧸

personal update + explanation for my disappearance to those that care

hi wb!! ik i got this ask ages ago but i hope everythings all good 🥹 ive been super busy the past few months bc my job demanded a lot of attention from me (especially during march, spring break made my life hell), on top of that i had a mental health crisis so i just took a hiatus since i couldn’t focus on writing and personal projects And my health on top of work. things have slowed way down since then + im medicated and soon to be in therapy so i finally have the time to write and draw again 🫶 ill probably disappear again during late may since my contract ends around that time but once i move again and im settled in ill hopefully be active on a more regular nadis. thanks to everyone that stuck around with me bc i know ive been slacking

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i laugh so hard every time i reread these im sorry to everyone i scared 😭 in my defense it was funny

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⚠︎ the stalker

sfw, mdni, beta read by @fluffula | tags ;; masc yandere x gn reader — stalking (duh), themes of self deprecation/lack of self worth, erotomania

hii im back from my unannounced hiatus bc i have more time on my hands :] ik vega didnt win the poll but fsr theyre the only one i could get myself to write sooo 🫶 i know im super rusty since I haven't written in ages so sorry if this is a lackluster return fic. it just be like that

vega just wasn’t the type of person that people liked. it was a fact, and he was well aware of it.

they were lanky and awkward, unkempt, and often didn’t know what to say or do in any given social situation. no one went out of their way to interact with them and vice versa. the few times he ended up around others anyway, he always found himself sidelined by the few people he could refer to as friends — they’d never be the focus, if they weren’t forgotten about entirely.

they weren’t anyone’s first choice. hell, they weren’t a second or third choice, either. it was a sad existence that he had accepted long ago — why bother trying to fit in if he wasn’t wanted? he was so boring, he wouldn’t wanna hang out with himself either, anyway. so every day and every night, they were alone.

then, he met you.

it started so simply. you started working at the same office as them, and they knew off the bat that it was your first time in a place like this. they expected nothing of you — maybe a lukewarm greeting as you passed each other during the workday, but not much more than that. so it surprised them when after your introduction, you rounded their desk and gently asked if they could show you around. maybe it was something about your tone, maybe it was that friendly look in your eye, maybe it was just you as a whole. but something about you just got them. they were out of their chair before they realized it.

they weren't the talkative type, but it didn't matter — you kept asking questions during the entire tour. what was that room for? how long had they been working there? did they like working there? you wanted their attention and they for the life of them couldn’t get why. even less so, they didn’t understand why they were so ready to give it to you. they couldn't help the way they stuttered out their answers to your questions, nor the way their face flushed after you laughed at the way they responded. but you did have to work, so you withdrew from them eventually to do just that.

well after you departed to your cubicle, you remained on their mind. your voice, the way you laughed, how you looked, it all swirled around in their mind as they sat in their desk. it remained that way the entire day, the following night, and the day after — they couldn't get you off their mind!

you chose him. you chose him, out of everyone else in the office. you were the only person that did that, and it made them feel so seen. so real, so… loved? was this what love was? the pounding in their chest and their flushed face would make him believe so. they couldn’t wait to see you again. just the thought of you returning the next day and every day after that bloomed butterflies in their tummy.

vega’s longing for you only grew more and more intense after every passing day. every day you came to work, they’d be the first to greet you and the last to bid you goodbye. they even changed their days off to match yours — going to work hardly seemed worth it if you weren’t there to make the day more bearable. every day they sat at their desk, daydreaming about spending time with you, going home with you, doing all the things they never imagined that they’d ever do before. and even though they were too awkward to seek you out during the work day, it didn’t stop them from staring at you every chance they got.

but after that first day, you paid less and less attention to them. you had work to do, after all, and no matter how hard they yearned for you, it grew harder to get you to notice them and harder for them to watch you. it was excruciating. for the first time in his life, vega wanted to be wanted — by you, specifically. he wanted your attention, your voice, your eyes on them again. but if they couldn’t have that, they needed to see you more to make up for it.

the stalking started small at first. occasionally following you when you got up from your desk to give a file to your supervisor or use the restroom, pretending to be distracted should you ever notice them (which you hardly did — they didn’t know if that bothered them or not). sometimes he ended his day at the same time yours ended so he could walk out with you, watching you leave from their car before they left themself. and eventually they started to follow you home directly. it was always from a distance. they wouldn’t want to frighten you, after all! it was okay as long as you weren’t bothered by it, he told himself.

he memorized your routine so he could base his own around it. you went to the store? he was going too. spending the day at the library? he was stalking after you from a different aisle. sometimes they’d leave little gifts on your doorstep just to see your bewildered reaction. watching you became his favorite pastime — they almost liked it more than talking to you directly. you somehow never noticed them lurking, staring at you from some shady hiding spot, panting and trembling just from the sheer excitement that your existence caused them. were you aware of just how cute you were when you thought no one was watching you? knowing all your bad habits, your mannerisms and all the things you did in private was exhilarating. it was like a secret for just the two of you. and whenever you came into work and talked to him like you usually did, it made him so fucking excited. did you know? maybe you did and you were fine with it. that had to be why you were so nice to them. they loved the idea of you liking their bad behavior.

vega had no plans of confessing to you anytime soon. he had so much fun stalking you, he saw no need to ruin it with his feelings. besides, you liked them back anyway — you had to have, why else would you let him get away with it for so long? he knew you wanted him, and he wanted you in return. all he had to do was wait for you.

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⚠︎ the stalker

sfw, mdni, beta read by @fluffula | tags ;; masc yandere x gn reader — stalking (duh), themes of self deprecation/lack of self worth, erotomania

hii im back from my unannounced hiatus bc i have more time on my hands :] ik vega didnt win the poll but fsr theyre the only one i could get myself to write sooo 🫶 i know im super rusty since I haven't written in ages so sorry if this is a lackluster return fic. it just be like that

vega just wasn’t the type of person that people liked. it was a fact, and he was well aware of it.

they were lanky and awkward, unkempt, and often didn’t know what to say or do in any given social situation. no one went out of their way to interact with them and vice versa. the few times he ended up around others anyway, he always found himself sidelined by the few people he could refer to as friends — they’d never be the focus, if they weren’t forgotten about entirely.

they weren’t anyone’s first choice. hell, they weren’t a second or third choice, either. it was a sad existence that he had accepted long ago — why bother trying to fit in if he wasn’t wanted? he was so boring, he wouldn’t wanna hang out with himself either, anyway. so every day and every night, they were alone.

then, he met you.

it started so simply. you started working at the same office as them, and they knew off the bat that it was your first time in a place like this. they expected nothing of you — maybe a lukewarm greeting as you passed each other during the workday, but not much more than that. so it surprised them when after your introduction, you rounded their desk and gently asked if they could show you around. maybe it was something about your tone, maybe it was that friendly look in your eye, maybe it was just you as a whole. but something about you just got them. they were out of their chair before they realized it.

they weren't the talkative type, but it didn't matter — you kept asking questions during the entire tour. what was that room for? how long had they been working there? did they like working there? you wanted their attention and they for the life of them couldn’t get why. even less so, they didn’t understand why they were so ready to give it to you. they couldn't help the way they stuttered out their answers to your questions, nor the way their face flushed after you laughed at the way they responded. but you did have to work, so you withdrew from them eventually to do just that.

well after you departed to your cubicle, you remained on their mind. your voice, the way you laughed, how you looked, it all swirled around in their mind as they sat in their desk. it remained that way the entire day, the following night, and the day after — they couldn't get you off their mind!

you chose him. you chose him, out of everyone else in the office. you were the only person that did that, and it made them feel so seen. so real, so… loved? was this what love was? the pounding in their chest and their flushed face would make him believe so. they couldn’t wait to see you again. just the thought of you returning the next day and every day after that bloomed butterflies in their tummy.

vega’s longing for you only grew more and more intense after every passing day. every day you came to work, they’d be the first to greet you and the last to bid you goodbye. they even changed their days off to match yours — going to work hardly seemed worth it if you weren’t there to make the day more bearable. every day they sat at their desk, daydreaming about spending time with you, going home with you, doing all the things they never imagined that they’d ever do before. and even though they were too awkward to seek you out during the work day, it didn’t stop them from staring at you every chance they got.

but after that first day, you paid less and less attention to them. you had work to do, after all, and no matter how hard they yearned for you, it grew harder to get you to notice them and harder for them to watch you. it was excruciating. for the first time in his life, vega wanted to be wanted — by you, specifically. he wanted your attention, your voice, your eyes on them again. but if they couldn’t have that, they needed to see you more to make up for it.

the stalking started small at first. occasionally following you when you got up from your desk to give a file to your supervisor or use the restroom, pretending to be distracted should you ever notice them (which you hardly did — they didn’t know if that bothered them or not). sometimes he ended his day at the same time yours ended so he could walk out with you, watching you leave from their car before they left themself. and eventually they started to follow you home directly. it was always from a distance. they wouldn’t want to frighten you, after all! it was okay as long as you weren’t bothered by it, he told himself.

he memorized your routine so he could base his own around it. you went to the store? he was going too. spending the day at the library? he was stalking after you from a different aisle. sometimes they’d leave little gifts on your doorstep just to see your bewildered reaction. watching you became his favorite pastime — they almost liked it more than talking to you directly. you somehow never noticed them lurking, staring at you from some shady hiding spot, panting and trembling just from the sheer excitement that your existence caused them. were you aware of just how cute you were when you thought no one was watching you? knowing all your bad habits, your mannerisms and all the things you did in private was exhilarating. it was like a secret for just the two of you. and whenever you came into work and talked to him like you usually did, it made him so fucking excited. did you know? maybe you did and you were fine with it. that had to be why you were so nice to them. they loved the idea of you liking their bad behavior.

vega had no plans of confessing to you anytime soon. he had so much fun stalking you, he saw no need to ruin it with his feelings. besides, you liked them back anyway — you had to have, why else would you let him get away with it for so long? he knew you wanted him, and he wanted you in return. all he had to do was wait for you.

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IM KIDDING 😭

hey guys its been a while and ive been thinking a lot about my writing in my absence. im rly not happy w how and what i write lately so i decided to make some major changes to my account, especially since it’s been exactly a year since i made it 🎉

starting today im no longer writing dubcon or terato or any smut at all really, ill be deleting all my old posts with nsfw content so i can post sfw stuff instead. i hope you all like what i do in the future 🫶

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hey guys its been a while and ive been thinking a lot about my writing in my absence. im rly not happy w how and what i write lately so i decided to make some major changes to my account, especially since it’s been exactly a year since i made it 🎉

starting today im no longer writing dubcon or terato or any smut at all really, ill be deleting all my old posts with nsfw content so i can post sfw stuff instead. i hope you all like what i do in the future 🫶

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hi

I feel bad that I haven't posted anything in a month, so here's a preview of some of the character customization options from the text-based yandere dating sim I'm making called Darling Sim!!! It's still a very early work in progress so the end result might look different and possibly have more options, but the ones in the preview will definitely still be there! 💗

Also please know that I am new to programming, so don't bully me too much for how simple it is lol

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writing gender neutral readers is kind of sexist becuase you don’t accomodate for male readers despite being one yourself . pick me .

ohhhh i love when one of these brain dead creatures crawls into my inbox.

on today’s agenda we have something i’ve been seeing more and more of recently; the rise of The Entitled Male Reader.

brother. you are not finding the content you want to consume because - newsflash - the fanfic space is largely by women and, naturally, for women.

maybe is more men could put aside their dick measuring contests and instead explore their fantasies through writing instead of idk a porn addiction then there would be more content for men. but because that will never happen unfortunately male readers don’t have much content, and some people cannot stop CRYING about it but like????

it’s not my problem or my responsibility to cater for you. you want to see more men? write more men then?? the fuck does that have to do with other blogs and writers who don’t owe you anything???

i’m tired of people having to be so nice about it as if they can’t write what they enjoy most “hi anon sorry i only write female readers i’m so sorry please forgive me it’s just what i relate to the most :(“ like you’re being too polite to someone who thinKS RITING ABOUT WOMEN IN SELF INSERT FANFIC US SEXIST LMAOHHSHSH

i’m writing what i think gets me the most reach, because i thrive off other peoples validation. and what about it? i don’t know why we started doing this whole ‘write what u want even if it gets two likes’ because fuck that. if i pour my heart and soul into something i want it to be adored by someone other than me.

i digress. my point is that i’m not sure how that makes me a pick me, but you keep whining about writers not accomodating for you as if we have any obligation to do so unless you pay us?? actually even if that does make me a pick me what’s wrong with wanting my LARGELY female and non binary audience to relate to and enjoy my posts???????

can men on tumblr just stop expecting writers to post male reader content to suit their own fantasies? either do it yourself or stop whining jfc

and because i need to let this out because every time i see one of my mutual get a “i wish you did male readers…. i can’t relate to non binary readers even tho that’s the whole point of them bEINF NON BINARY 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i’m just a boy you should do male readers btw 🥺🥺😣😣😣” type ask a part of me will actually die.

loooool it’s the self victimisation as if a writer not catering to YOUR gender in a fanfic on the internet you are consuming for FREE is the epitome of oppression. i promise you’re going to be fine and there are worse things to worry about in the world.

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Saint I miss seeing u on my dash dawg

u cant just say this to me man 😭 i miss yall too i SWEAR im making a comeback soon im just crazy busy irl. its so hard to write and for what reason

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Does sterling have a friend group or a few friends or is he just a lonely loser

long answer : people sort of try to befriend him and he has people who dont exactly dislike / fear him (abe, jordan, conner, etc) but he doesn’t really have ppl who he’d call friends in his life

short answer : lonely loser 😔