#Anne replies

[annabelle-creart]

Hello, you asked for ToA OCs, so I'm here to throw mine at you! >:]

Kára-Tak the Huntress

Tall-ass woman built to hunt down elks and boars, a beast when hunting, but she's a sweet lady.

Very gentle and calm demeanor with a great patience, but she can also be really stubborn and strong-willed.

She doesn't usually have any bad thoughts about others, unless they have pissed her off.

Kara-Tak, my dear💖

I'm so sorry Ngora only likes strangers when they can pay her

I don't think they would be friends but they wouldn't hate each other either. I think Kára would buy her some weird herbs for hunting or domestic reasons, and Ngora's quality is the best on the surroundings, so

And a little funny sketch because if we take on mind the line times, well....

Ngora is old in the present, but Kára is from centuries ago, and I hc that in those times (like on Gunmar’s teen years) both Angor and Ngora were whelps yet

So have a tiny baby Ngora for the sake of the funsies

This is how Ngora is supposed to look if Kára met Ngora on their respective timeline

[applesap-fics]

For the Vampire Madrigals ask

Bruno, being the sad starving one in the walls, forced to consume his friends (the rats.)

Alma, being fed only when absolutely necessary on a voluntary basis by the community as a tribute for the miracle. Hates it. It feels wrong. Pedro was the only one she wanted who gave not out of obligation, but love.

Pepa feeling guilty about feeding on Felix, but he comforts her with jokes. "Come on, amor, look at me, I'm sturdy as an ox, I can take it." (And he does, and he doesn't mind, he actually feels better afterwards (because he's got high blood pressure and doesn't know he's self medicating via his wife XD)

Julieta bargaining small sips as payment for healing rather than risk taking too much from anyone. Everyone assuming she takes too much from Agustin because he's clumsy but he's just Like That.

Isabela worrying she'll have to feed off Mariano if she marries him but his blood tastes like horse or something and makes her gag.

Dolores having to cover up the opposite side of that, where he smells irrisistable.

Luisa working herself too hard and having to be reminded to eat. Under-eating because she's worried she'll take too much due to her size. May occasionally take care of troublesome wild animals due to this. Feels super guilty about it once Antonio gets his gift.

Mirabel being like her dad and completely human because of course.

Camilo either playing into it like the ridiculous theater kid it is, or keeping in different shapes because he doesn't feel the hunger when he's other people

Antonio isn't old enough for the hunger to have struck yet, and no one knows if he'll get it or not.

THESE ARE SO GOOD

bruno: YES oh my god hed feel so guilty and try to only take little sips 300 times (idk how many rats he has) aaaaaaaa its like cuddling them badly. he tries to be gentle OTL

alma: AH SO COOL alma being a vampire even before the miracle/encanto.... she found her true love, the one who understood ;_; would her instinct be to hunt and does she have to train herself not to after the miracle came to her and the guilt sank in.

Pepa and felix are so sexy as always and adfjlkdsaf;jdlksa;f self-medicating with vampirism. I imagine Julieta doesn't need much bc she gets a steady stream of hurt people every day, doesn't even need to pierce the skin when she puts her lips on the wounds because she stops as soon as her magic food has healed them. Everyone assuming she's always sucking agustin silly....

Isabela: I bark-laughed so hard. And Lola being drawn to Mariano... but their love is forbidden.... but hes hot and smells so tasty and she has to control herself for the sake of his life and/or her cousin's honor.... she is the classic romantic vampire 🥺

Luisa: LOVE. she gets fainting spells and still doesn't ask for help. Chasing down wild animals though.... really hot. I wonder if antonio gets sad because of it, if he's taking that 'vegan vampire' thing in the other direction where he'll never eat animals. humans are more ethical 😇

Mirabel: I love it. She escapes the curse, which makes Isa secretly jealous of her. Also she offers everyone her blood but her parents feel like that gets dicey and alma says she shouldn't do that either bc of temptations and all that, but mirabel just wants to help.....

Camilo: that'd be a hack, if transforming into a human would take away the bloodlust. what if he's fully convinced this is the case, so he tries to prove it to mirabel for an entire day but it goes completely south in the afternoon and he has to grovel at her feet and feed from her arm like the loser he is. "toldya it sounded like horseshit."

Now I do wonder how the towns people would offer up their blood to the grandkids, or how the kids would get blood at all if not offers.

[slingerapen]

favorite word?

Thought "who are you?" "Wait did i rb an ask meme?" and "I dont think i have a favorite word" but then realized its probably Discombobulation. Not for the meaning per se, just a good mouthfeel. Fav word in dutch is meneertje (little mister) bc i use it for my dog and baby nephew

[anneapocalypse]

@shotgunspree I'm just imagining a conversation with Urianger about the Plan that goes something like

Exarch: And thus shall I play the villain, so that they feel no compulsion to stop me and spare my life. Urianger: Surely thou knowest that shouldst thou pretend to nefarious ends, my comrades shall labor to prevent thee all the more fervently. Exarch: Hmm okay. Exarch: What if I just say I really want to travel but I say it in an evil way? Urianger: (sighs)

[pogona]

I randomly open tumblr and ur encanto smut shows up in front of everyone in the tim hortons. that’s what I get for tumblring in public tho lol

LMAO IM SO SORRY giving everyone back that 2014 tumblr experience

[annepandesal]

Happy birthday!

thank you!!!! 🤗💕

[anika-ann]

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GASP!!! I was blessed by the visit of the hoe fairy herself 😍😍 Thank you 😭 As I can see, the Shameless One knows me well 🤭

Apparently, I am a hoe for fluff. Who knew? 🤭Everyone who knows me

The Constellation of You and I

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader Word count: 1,7k Warnings: soft NSFW, 18+, smut-adjacent really, FLUFF, brief mention of Steve's job as Cap... and barely proof-read but with stars metaphors to make up for it A/N: Divider by @firefly-graphics

You could feel it surging though your nerves; light echoes of tingles of bliss still humming within, with every frantic beat of your heart, from your midriff to your fingertips, your hands feeling too warm as they remained laid over the bulge of Steve’s shoulder, over the slight curve of his lower back.

For every breath of his you gave two of yours, the bundle of your bodies, rising and falling slightly as your ribcage expanded against his hot skin, the firmness of his body and the welcoming softness of his touch like a touch of heaven itself.

He held you close as you sat in his lap, gently; arm wrapped around you to keep you flush against him as you still remained one, his other hand tenderly tangled in your damp hair as you rested your cheek against his shoulder, your quick breaths fanning his throat; his cheek in turn rested carefully on top of your head, occasionally shifting so he could press his lips to the crown of your head.

The afterglow was almost as blissful as reaching your peak had been.

However, the afterglow was slowly fading as reality and embarrassment was setting in, your face burning not only from the cardio you had engaged in, but because of the pouncing you had done not two seconds after Steve had walked through the door, fresh out of a mission.

Fresh out of two week apart for the first time you had started dating over three months ago.

That was what young love did, you supposed; it blinded rational thought and erased all plans for the meal you had prepared and the blankets on the couch you had set there so you could ease Steve back into the reality of a simple life rather than a damn near battlefield where any moment of distraction could mean catching a bullet or worse.

You had missed him like crazy – of course you had. He had texted you whenever he could, a short message at least to let you know he was well and wishing you to be well also, occasionally telling you he missed you. With his mind laser-focused on his mission and the team he felt responsible for, understandably so, you expected nothing more, grateful for the scraps, even as written in half-hearted hurry.

Then, he had let you know he was coming home, with everyone safe and sound, tired but nearly unscathed, himself having but bruises already halfway healed. You had planned a quiet evening to reconnect with him, ecstatic at the premise alone of seeing him, trying to tame your less-than-decent needs with the sensation of genuine relief at him being alright and coming home, claiming to be happy to spend an evening with you if you’d like. A nice, grounding evening full of comfort.

And then this goddamn man appeared at your doorstep with a sheepish smile and a spark in his eye upon seeing you, a bouquet of pink roses and you had to physically hold back for long enough to put the gorgeous gift of his into water at least. And as soon as you managed that, your lady brain cut in and took full control, practically assaulting him and the lovely blue shirt he was wearing.

Steve certainly didn’t protest and participated rather enthusiastically as you kissed him breathless and walked him – pushed him almost – to your bedroom, discarding his and your clothes, hands wandering, gentle and needy and wicked, his red red red kiss-swollen lips parted so beautifully as you bounced on top of him until you both saw stars behind closed eyelids and reached for them eagerly with your fingertips, the sweet taste of stardust exploding on your tongue and consuming you with its light; but now, as the afterglow flickered away, bitter shame and sour vulnerability creeped in and began to swallow you into a black hole instead.

Yes, Steve was alright.

Yes, he was happy to see you.

Yes, he was all in, praise falling from his lips, whispers of how he had missed you too, how he needed you.

But dammit. You felt like the most socially inept and least empathetic person in the world, awkward in her impromptu display of desire.

And Steve, brilliant, beautiful Steve, must have caught on by now, because one of his warm palms sprawled on your cheek, tenderly leading you to lift your head and meet his gaze. And for all your messy feelings, you could not resist but do so.

You could never resist. Not to Steve.

“Where’s that beautiful mind of yours, sweetheart? Are you alright?” he whispered, eyes roaming your face, the spark, that damn spark that could set the world ablaze and heal it all at once, being a sweet tell of his. A tell of how he was happy to have you in his arms, all around him, despite your… enjoyable shortcomings.

“Why, right here with you.”

You awkwardly tried to mirror his smile even as your face still burned, succeeding somewhat – you must have. Because Steve’s lips curled up further, fingertips caressing your brow, following the line of your cheekbone, your jaw.

You melted against his body despite yourself, warmth humming in your veins as his gaze followed his touch, as if he was committing your features to memory.

“Good,” he said, leaning to kiss your forehead. “I missed you being with me. So close, in my arms. So sweet and w-“

“I’m sorry I pounced at you like that!“ you blurted out, cursing your tongue which always seemed so loose around him as soon as the words were out.

Steve’s fingers froze in their tender exploration, his lips remaining not further than an inch from your hairline, his body turning rigid and you could smack yourself.

“I mean… I just—I made calmer plans and I know it must have been hard out there and I… I didn’t want you to feel like--- I missed all of you, you know? I didn’t want to make you feel like… I don’t know, I’m rambling, I’m sorry.”

Steve was yet to move, even his ribcage still, not even drawing in a breath. Your heart thundered against your sternum, in your temples, all over you, consuming you with the heat of embarrassment, a whimper-like plea for the ground to swallow you forming in your throat. You did not dare to move either, your hands having curled into fists against his shoulder and back.

And then he chuckled.

Steven Grant Rogers, the loveable jerk, chuckled and kissed your hairline again, making you actually whine.

“Nooooo-“

“Sweetheart, are you embarrassed for wanting me?”

Your denial of the statement – a blatant lie, but not really – died on your tongue as he moved to cradle your cheek again, meeting your gaze, the previous spark lit aflame with new life as he observed you with a smile that made you squirm on his lap and lit your face hotter than a supernova.

“I-“

“I’m not. And I want you, always. You drive me crazy in the most wonderful ways,” he said, his smile only widening as you lowered you gaze and worried your teeth over your lower lip, the soft admission brining a smidge of relief and confidence.

“I mean… I’m not ashamed. Not of that...” you whispered, taking a deep breath and gathering courage to look him in the eye again, met with a gaze so tenderly inquiring you felt yourself relax just a bit, trying to scramble for coherent thought. “I just feel like just because I missed you it doesn’t give me the right to jump you without a chance to… to allow you to return to the right headspace for something like that. I was here. Safe, in my little apartment and life I built, meeting friends and colleagues and… simply being. You, on the other hand…”

You trailed off, your voice catching in your throat as you caught into the emotion written all over Steve’s face.

The sheer wonder – and dare to say love – shining in his irises almost chased tears into your eyes; stealing air from your chest and replacing it with glowing warmth of the Milky Way on the clear skies in the countryside upstate.

You were still but the air shifted; neither of you moved but the whole planetary system seemed to tilt off its axis, a new star born to became the centre of the universe right between you, in Steve’s featherlight touch and the hoarseness of his voice.

“That’s—I’m not--- You’re incredible. I… really appreciate the thought,” he whispered, the soft edge of his smile like a caress to your soul. “But despite everything, I need you to know I meant what I wrote. I thought of you and missed you, every day-“

“Steve, you don’t have to--- I know that when you are on a mission it’s hundred percent and you have a huge responsibility and there’s no space for-“

Two fingers slid under your chin, carefully but effectively stopping your slightly self-deprecating but entirely true words from flowing; Steve’s eyes, suddenly incredibly serious, bore into yours.

“Every. Day. Do you believe me, love?”

A shudder rushed through your body, a shaky inhale expanding like a nebula inside your lungs, the single word, endearment and declaration in one, causing your heart to tremble with affection. You read no doubt but a speckle of distress in Steve’s widened pupils, making it seem as if he had left slipped something he might be sure of, but did not mean to reveal; and it made your own love for him grow tenfold, your eyes turning a little glassy.

You willed your lips to curl up in a smile, hands coming up to cradle his face, erasing the slightest flicker of panic in his features.

You kissed him on the lips, lightly, but with taste of a new emotion born out of his confession; a confession on your own.

“I do, love. I do.”

He kissed you back with a tender grin and this time, when hands began to roam and he laid you on the bed, they roamed in sync; they explored the galaxies and eternity written on your skin and his, your lips rewriting the stars so they would align to pave the journey you’d set on together.

You kissed him without shame and he reciprocated, every touch and every gaze a promise:

I’ll miss you, whenever I’ll go.

I’ll think of you, wherever I’ll be.

I’ll love you, whatever you and I are meant to be.

My Steve fics // All my fics

Thank you so much, Siri, for blessing me 🥺

No, I don't exist on sharing only thots when sent an ask, I WRITE 😂

Thank you, lovlies, for reading and potential feedback/reblogs and such 💕

Have yourself a lovely day/night ✨

[mai-komagata]

Celebrimbor and Galadriel have an interaction *ON SCREEN* about the similarities of their interactions by Sauron. How they both weren't strong enough. How they are both fighting him in the wrong way. How their feelings parallel each other. This is not extra-textual authorial words. This is on screen. In a pivotal moment for those characters to have this realization.

I beg you to stop erasing the importance of Celebrimbor to the narrative because you imagine people are trying to erase Galadriel and put her in the kitchen. That isn't gonna happen -- the authors of this story clearly love her, she is gonna be an important character in all 5 season -- even if she isn't interacting with sauron. It frankly feels homophobic at this point the insistence that no m/m relationships (whether you read it as platonic or sexual) shown on screen could have the same emotional weight as the m/f one (whether you see it as platonic or sexual).

Romantic M/F relationships are not the only ones that are important and significant and are not what makes female characters relevant or interesting. I feel so many of the canon ship wars about Galadriel revolve around this feeling. It's not the feminist take you think it is.

[annabelle-creart]

I offer you an awful woman from the retirement home

Don't worry, mine is also an inch away of the retirement home (if not a psychiatric)JAJAAKJAKAJAKANANAJ

In this blog we respect and stand for old grumpy woman🫂🙏

I don’t think that they would be friends, but I don’t think they would hate each other either, just a casual smoking day to cope with the real world shit and that’s all (and Ngora has loneliness problems, and to have at least a smoking companion would be good for her)

I have to admit, she was a little of a problem because her design was a little complicated for me, but I managed to make it at least similar to the reference :D but yet she’s cool and interesting! If only Ngora had easy access to the Darklands :’)

[applesap-fics]

famous anonymous author!bruno idea? 👀

👀 i already wrote about this a little bit during encantober (for the gift prompt), featuring Osvaldo

The premise is that Bruno wrote a LOT of romantic/smutty fiction during his time in the walls. His sisters/the guys find these, like it, and encourage him to sell the stories as books. Bruno agrees, but wants to do this anonymously. His relationship with the Encantonians still feels a little awkward. He becomes immensely popular however and is the Encanto's number one romance novelist!

additional notes:

gay Bruno, like always.

he uses a pseudonym which vaguely references the miracle. I was thinking something along the lines of "Estrella del Milagro"/"Estrella Milagrosa", but time has passed and it sounds a little dorky/off to me now, haha.

the stories are so dramatic. and so trashy. exactly how people like it.

they start out as little secrets (mostly) women pass around but prove hugely popular.

in that encantober fic I linked I made alma the cover artist. I like the headcanon that she's an artist (opposite Pedro the poet) and that she painted at least a few of the paintings in Casita, such as the one Bruno hides behind.

Alternatively: she has no idea this is Bruno. She loves the more romance-focused novels/novellas to death.

I'm not sure how active the Encanto's book publishing market is. I think they mostly rotate through old books and (especially at the start) don't have the resources to publish books. And because they're a social community they wouldn't have use for a newspaper since all of their news happens via word of mouth. Maybe there's a guy from the original refugees who had notes on printing, lol. Argh, the Encanto needs an archivist!

On that note, I can see Mariano putting out little poetry collections. (He's not so popular. Sorry!)

Osvaldo is involved because they need non-madrigal distributor. Secrecy is sworn. The truth may eventually come out though...

The identity of the author is speculated for years! A few Madrigals are considered~

Pepa also writes one short story after reading a really bad concept Bruno wrote in the walls about…rat babies…that she sees potential in (but needs a feminine, motherly touch). It's still published under the "Estrella" pseudonym but is revealed being hers years later. A bunch of people win the betting pool.

Bruno loves crazy passionate female main characters. The 'lore' is that it's always "Estrella" in different universes, though. Kinda like Barbie, if I had to give an example.

He needs an editor. I vote the most passionate of Madrigal men, Félix, and maybe Agustín. Osvaldo was briefly considered since he's already a middleman and essentially his partner, but he has unreasonable opinions on the sexual workings of women.

Bruno mostly wrote these stories in the walls for his own pleasure (literally. a lot are smut stories), and were ultimately about gay men having sex with each other, or other passionate and complex relationships. Even after editing for the general public, some of his work uses very ambiguous language for the main characters. They are presumed to be women, but if you read through the lines it's easy to read the mc as a man, making his novels gay romance fiction.

Encanto's gay population feel vindicated when the truth reveals itself. As do the 1950s slash shippers.

Years later, after "Estrella" reveals her identity, which probably involved an impatient and overly excited/smug Osvaldo and a Bruno who said "Oh, fuck it, fine. It was me. I'm your favorite author", Bruno publishes an omnibus/collection for the novels' anniversary in which he has a chapter on his identity. He talks about being gay and adresses the speculation that the mc could have been gay all this time, just like its author. All is interpretable, though. Bruno has never had a relationship, but Estrella has been in hundreds. Everyone is allowed to see themselves in the characters, man or woman, or enjoy the stories for what they are. He just hopes people will be open to the idea, will respect it and maybe consider it. He ends the chapter by thanking the Encanto for welcoming him back, as both "Estrella" and Bruno.

There's a q&a that basically boils down to: Q: Why did you decide to write [controversial plotpoint people loved but fundamentally made no damn sense]? B: Oh, I wrote that when I was hiding in the walls. I was a little crazy. Q: But how did you come up with the idea? B: I can't say I understand anything I did when I was in the walls.

[slingerapen]

I'm a simple girl. I see Encanto and Gravity Falls on your page, I show off my Gravity Falls tattoo and tell you about my plan to add Luisa as a mermaid to the pod of mermaids on my thigh. And yes, that is the bath tub barracuda from Courage the Cowardly Dog.

MERMAID LUISA, THATS SO CUTE!! 💜 good morning and cool of u to share!

[anneapocalypse]

NOPE actually I think I'm wrong here!

@plounce brought to my attention that Urianger does use you with Alisaie in Coils of Bahamut.

This strikes me as a lot less likely to be a mistake, because he uses thou for the Warrior of Light in the same conversation, and Urianger does make a point of being very deferential toward the twins (who are from a high-status family).

So I immediately had to go check something, and

yeah, he uses you again with Alisaie specifically in Stormblood. I feel silly for not catching it! I had screenshots of it and everything. 😛

And with that in mind, I went back to look at the context of that your in Shadowbringers, and... yeah, he's not replying to the Warrior of Light. He's replying to Alisaie. So that clears that one up too!

Three's a pattern, so yeah, I don't think this is accidental. The majority of the time when we hear him talk, it's to one of the (adult) Scions, people he considers friends and peers and of equal standing, so most of the time he is using the informal, but yeah, I spoke too soon. I think he does in fact use formal you/informal thou, we just mostly hear him talking to people he's familiar with--and I'm interested to go over more of his dialogue in detail and see where else I missed it.

Edited to add: I was wrong, check the notes for further info!

It would be interesting if Urianger used the formal you/informal thou distinction (mostly because we'd have a field day analyzing when he uses which and why, heh), but I can find no evidence that he does. So far, I've found three instances in which he breaks from thee/thou exclusively:

This snippet of "Pre-Calamity Dialogue" from the GamerEscape wiki. I can only assume this is from 1.0. While from what I can glean of context, this would be consistent with a usage of formal you, I have nothing to compare it at present so I don't know if he uses thou elsewhere or not; also this usage of you does not seem to have carried forward into 2.0 and beyond. (Also, I would kill for actual footage of Urianger in 1.0, and YouTube has thus far yielded nothing; drop me links if you have them!)

The lines of prophecy he recites for the Scions upon their departure to the Far East include ye as a plural you. ("Look ye where the sun doth rise..."). This is Urianger quoting a text, however, and I haven't found anywhere he uses this in his own speech.

There is one line in Shadowbringers where Urianger says, "I am in your debt." This is not particularly an instance where the formal you would make sense (he's addressing a friend), nor does he ever address the Warrior of Light that way in similar contexts that I can find. (Compare to other times when he is apologetic with them, like the Heavensward patches, "Speak thy mind. I do not expect thy forgiveness," or earlier Shadowbringers, "I thank thee. Doubt not but that I will do all in my power to repay thy kindness," if the WoL offers him forgiveness.) As such, I'm inclined to assume this was a mistake and an editing oversight rather than an intentional deviation.

Are there more? I would be interested to see them! So far though I don't see him using this distinction. He seems to use thee/thou pretty exclusively when he's speaking in his own words.

Unfortunately, I have not played Endwalker yet (I'm through 5.3 at the moment) so I have to say please don't give me any spoilers, thank you!

[pogona]

I love love love your Encanto art omg and your style is amazing

Thank you! I'm so happy you enjoy it :3c

[raggedytiger]

how do you draw so.. raggedy ann..

aargh such high praise!! this ones especially for you!

for real thank you so much :D a few people have said this, esp since i've drawn ragatha. and to be honest i am pleased as punch. i've been watching that 1977 movie on repeat it's so beautiful.

if you wanted an actual answer, i don't know if i'm bright enough to be able to explain it, but i think its mainly a mix of medium and the way i draw fabric!

the raggedy ann & andy movie is traditional hand-drawn animation, ann herself being primarily animated by the one and only Tissa David. most of my character art is scanned in from pencil on paper and edited for higher contrast. this might be why, since that gives it a slightly sketchier finish, which raggedy ann definitely has (in comparison to like, recent ghibli movies).

as for fabric, i really like drawing fabric. it's so fun to make ragatha as soft and stitched and pillowy-looking as possible, especially compared to a kind of rubbery, stretchy-toy pomni. in my head, ragatha hugs pretty much replicate the feeling of being cosed up in bed.

earlier today me and a friend were at college on a bear-hunt online for this spread, which he found, and which is so fun and informative:

note the unironed dress, baggy shoulders, and hands like mittens a size too big! literally adorable.

i want to get my hands on the book that this came from because hoo boy there are some beautiful drawings from it i've seen dotted around niche animation blogs and forums.

anyway thank u so so much and if you were looking for an attempt at answering your question then i hope u have it ^_^ if not then anyone can feel free to ask/recommend/show me stuff about illustration & animation bc it is my study and i love to talk about it! if anyone wants the few other development pages of the raggedy ann & andy movie that i've managed to scoop together then do ask!! (& if anyone has links to more then u know what to do o_<)

[anthony-crowleys-left-nut]

[kipperlillyforpresident]

new fandom redraw trend! draw the rat grinders like this <3