#I'm having a lot of fic ideas too AGH—

[princiere]

u guys are so lucky the olb&a community calmed down and I'm too shy to post my rambles bc I replayed baxter's dlc Multiple Times recently and I'm having so many thoughts

[shikai-the-storyteller]

Me: I have a few FitPac ideas but I don't think I've written that much.

The document:

[uriwoos2]

lately i’ve been thinking a lot about riwoo (when am i not tbh) but he’s just been extra persistent in my brain!! i keep imagining trying to make donuts with him :D & it’s sort of a mess but you two have so much fun >.< & maybe end up with semi-successful donuts in the end and decorate one for each other!! agh my heart 💔

riwoo lives in our brains! he has an apartment in mine actually! he's just such a cute and charming person at the same time u know? it's really driving me crazy! ⁄(⁄ ⁄>⁄ω⁄<⁄ ⁄)⁄｡♡･῾ ᵎ

but yes yes!! baking with riwoo! I feel like he'd be so so good at it, he'd set up everything, get all the ingredients and make it into a mini date :( he'd probably take it super seriously too, since he wants the donuts to actually come out good!!

he'd follow all the instructions diligently and carefully.. but why do I feel like he'd be kinda fussy about the tiniest details, like you can't get any of the measurements wrong on his watch!! ʕ； •`ᴥ•´ʔ

I can see it all being very soft and intimate tho, I have a feeling that riwoo will be absolutely fine w his partner bothering him with hugs and kisses while he's hard at work!! my sweet baby boy ♡♡ ( ᴗ ̫ ᴗ )

and yes it will be messy! and I can totally see riwoo getting so stressed abt that too lol but you'd reassure him that you guys can just clean everything up after you're done, and he'd calm down a bit at that >< ♥︎

he'd give you things to do, but would do most of the work himself, because he wants to make it for you himself :(( and we all know that riwoo thinks the dough is the most important in a donut, so he'd be extra attentive to perfectly replicating the batter recipe!

and then the decorating part... he's trying so so hard to make it pretty for you, but then just gives up and settles with drawing a heart with your initial inside, but it's the most adorable thing ever.. I can imagine him holding it up with the proudest smile on his face :( <3 so precious..

he'd be so so happy and smiley when you compliment his baking/decorating skills !! :( my dearest sweetest boy :( he'd be so shy abt it but at the same time over the moon, because his plan to impress you with sweet treats was a success! ✩ and he'd ADORE!!!! the donut you decorated for him, he'd take a picture of it and will keep looking at the donut w the that cute smile of his. you'd have to remind him that he has to eat it, but he'd be reluctant to cuz he wants to keep it forever </3

you're so right abt the semi-successful donuts tho,, he would be kinda regretful abt them not tasting the way he expected, but tbh I feel like his partner just straight up inhaling their donut would cheer him right up, and would earn them his adorable giggles and a kiss on their cheek hehe ૮₍˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶₎ა ♡

that's all for now, but I plan to make this into a proper fic in the near future cuz it's just such a cute concept!! it literally melted my heart, I'm a puddle on the floor :( thank u dearest vivi for this lovely idea <3 ur the best! ✿◡̈

[bivwifeybunny]

I messaged you my voting for Foolish proof :) I would like a cc!punz x afab!reader smut with some praise about how reader is “such a good slut” or “my perfect girl taking me so well”.

Maybe the power went out in Punz and reader’s apartment and it’s rainy, Punz and Reader build a pillow blanket fort of sorts (in this world Punz has a damn couch XD) and then things get spicy inside.

Pairing(s): Punz x afab!reader

Warning(s): SMUT (MINORS DNI), cunnilingus, fingering, unprotected sex, hair pulling, slight dacryphilia, praise galore, lots of nicknames, literally so many nicknames (baby, princess, sweetheart, slut, perfect girl, honey), so much fluff

A/N: Okay- this might be my favorite fic I've ever written. It's just so soft and sweet and cute! Agh I'm in love with it. I hope you like it as much as I do :) Also hurray to me getting back in the swing of things with fics, school is still stressful but I feel a lot better about it as of now :) Also also hurray I actually finished a fic before 4 am :D Anyways, yeah, enjoy!

“Punz?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m bored.” You muttered into the silence of the room. You and Punz were laying on your bed, holding hands as you stared up at the ceiling. The power had been out for about… oh. Only 3 minutes. Damn this rain.

“Me too.” You both turned to look at each other, a smile forming on your faces as you gazed at each other. God, he’s so pretty.

Your smile morphed into a smirk as an idea popped into your head.

“What? What is it?”

“Let’s make a pillow fort!” You grinned, very pleased with your suggestion, already making your way to your feet and tugging him up as well.

“Fine, only because I know you need supervision.” He teased, letting you pull him into the living room.

“Yeah right. You wanna build a pillow fort just as bad as I do.” You nudged him with your elbow, his smirk fading into a soft smile that told you all you needed to know. You ran around the house, gathering all the blankets and pillows you could, pilling them on the floor in front of the couch. Now having moved in with Punz, you were sure to get the boy some damn furniture. So you had Punz move the coffee table out of the way before getting to work.

You didn’t realize how difficult this would be. If anything you thought it’d be easier with Punz here to lend a helping hand. What you didn’t anticipate, however, was that Punz would get distracted so easily, resulting in way too many pillow fights. Oh who are you kidding, there’s no such thing as too many pillow fights.

Giggles echoed throughout the house as you ran away from Punz who was chasing you, pillow in hand. “Get back here!” He laughed.

“Never!” You giggled, ending up running into a corner, only a table between you and Punz.

“You ran yourself into a corner. All according to plan.” Punz smirked.

“According to plan, my ass.” You rolled your eyes with a laugh. You scramble to think of an out and the best you can come up with is throwing your pillow at him and trying to run past him. You squeal as he grabs your waist and picks you up before you can sneak past him.

“Gotcha! Told you, all according to plan.” He smirked in that beautiful way he does whenever he wins. He leaned up and kissed you. A kiss you’re more than happy to reciprocate, hands holding the sides of his face. A giggle escapes you again and pretty soon you’re both giggling into the kisses.

Finally he sets you back down after walking the two of you back to your unfinished fort. “Okay, let’s actually finish this thing now. Without any more interruptions.” You shot him a look to which he held up his hands.

“Fine, no more interruptions. But no promises for when you finish.” He smirked, laughing when you rolled your eyes playfully and went back to finishing up the fort.

When the fort is done, you’re eager to climb inside, poking your head back out to beckon Punz inside. And soon you’re both sitting in the pillow fort, admiring your shoddy craftsmanship. “Wow. Looks just as shitty as I thought it would- ow!” Punz chuckled when you elbowed him.

“Not like you were much help. I’d like to see you do better.” You challenged.

“Of course I could, but why would I when I’m already sitting in the loveliest pillow fort ever?”

“Oh so now it’s lovely?” You asked as he leaned in closer.

“It was always lovely.” He muttered against your lips. His hands roamed your body as he shifted, gently leaning you back and hovering over you. His lips made their way down your neck as his hands reached under your shirt, caressing your sides lovingly.

“Punz..” You breathed out, one hand carding through his blonde locks.

“Just relax, baby. M’gonna take care of you.” He whispered against your skin, slipping your shirt over your head. His lips trailed down your collarbones, achingly slow for your liking but he wouldn’t let up. His kisses seemed to reach every part of you, appreciating every inch of skin they touched. Finally he took one of your nipples in his mouth, hot tongue swirling around the bud while his fingers toyed with the other.

A gasp tumbled past your lips, hips bucking up in an attempt to seek any sort of relief.

Instead of giving in, he continued on his journey of worship, mouth and hand switching places, giving your nipples equal attention. Once he felt they had been given the proper amount of attention, he trailed his kisses down your stomach, pressing a teasing kiss to each of your hips.

“Punz,” You whined, “Don’t tease me.” You huffed, eliciting a chuckle from the man.

“Sorry, honey, I just couldn’t help myself.” He smiled, helping you out of your shorts and underwear, exposing your wet folds to the cool air. He continued placing his kisses down your hips and onto your thighs, sprinkling in a couple of nips and hickeys to the inside of your thighs, oh so close to where you needed him most, but not quite there.

You squirmed, making him chuckle again. He finally lowered his mouth down to your pussy, gently blowing on your clit. You whined loudly, hips bucking, hole clenching around nothing.

“Please just do something. Please, Punz.” You pleaded desperately, his laugh sending a buzz to your core once more.

“But I have been doing something, sweetheart. Afraid you’re gonna have to be a little more specific.” He teased, lifting your legs to sit on his shoulders, but keeping you still, awaiting an answer.

“I- You know what I mean-” Your eyes welled with tears of frustration, trying to push your hips to his face, only to be denied. “Just eat me out already. Please.”

“Of course, princess.” He concedes, lowering his face onto your pussy, tongue alternating between lapping at your folds and circling your clit.

Your thighs instinctually clench, being held in place by Punz’s hands. Your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as you moan out in pleasure.

“Doin’ so good. My pretty baby.” He mumbled against your pussy, one hand moving to push two fingers into your hole. He pumps them in and out, smirking against your clit, feeling your pussy eagerly suck them in. “Such a good little slut, aren’t you?”

You whine loudly, nodding your head as your fingers tug on his hair, making him groan into your pussy. “Punz,” You pant, “More please- faster-”

He slips in a third finger, just like you ask, speeding up his hand which has you moaning like a slut above him.

“I’m- I’m close-” You moan. “Can I cum? Can I please cum, Punz? I’ve been so good. Please?” You ramble desperately.

“Go ahead, baby. Make a mess on my fingers.” He mutters, going right back to sucking on your clit as you clench around his fingers. He helps you through your high before cleaning you up with his tongue, making sure to lick his fingers clean. He moves back up to hover above you, capturing your mouth with his, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

Meanwhile, his hand busies itself with pulling down his pants and boxers. He pulls away from the kiss to tug his shirt off his head, before giving himself a couple pumps. His cock is flushed such a pretty red, the tip weeping, begging to be in your mouth. But that would have to wait for another day, as Punz is lining up his cock to your entrance.

“Ready, baby?” He asks, chuckling when you nod eagerly. “Use your words, princess.”

“M’ready.” You mumble, impatient for him to stretch you out. And stretch you out he does. You both moan as he pushes in.

“God, so wet. So tight, baby.” He whispers in your ear, pressing a few kisses just below. He allows you a few moments to adjust, quick to begin thrusting as soon as you give him the go ahead.

His thrusts are slow and deep, savoring every brush of your walls around his cock. His mouth occupies itself with marking up your neck.

You whine and whimper at his deep thrusts, the head of his cock just perfectly grazing your sweet spot. “God, Punz. You feel so good.”

“My perfect girl, taking me so well. So good for me.” He pants, moving his head back up to kiss you once more. He groans against your lips, hips speeding up but still hitting just as deep. “You drive me crazy, baby. Make me feel so good.” He moans, feeling your walls clench around him. “You gettin’ close, honey? Come on, baby, cream all over my cock. Let go for me.”

And just like that, you have his hips stuttering as your walls flutter around his cock, sending him hurtling towards his own orgasm. His thrusts slow as your pussy milks him of all of his cum. He leans his head against your shoulder, panting softly.

After a few moments, he gently pulls out and kisses your cheek with a small mumble about being right back. He climbs back into the fort with a damp washcloth and a water bottle, immediately going to clean you up, handing you the water. He tosses the washcloth aside when he’s done, laying in the spot besides you and pulling you into his arms.

You melt into his embrace, a content smile on your face as he kisses the top of your head.

“You know, I think the pillow fort was a good idea after all.” He teased.

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[raphaelesbian]

Hi!! I love the PTS series and I just have some thoughts on the Shredder/Splinter/Raph dynamic that I wanted to discuss cuz I don't have many people to talk to about this topic :'D.

I find it interesting the idea the Shredder could see himself in Raphael due to his anger. What I find just as interesting is the idea that Raphael's anger is actually similar to Splinter and he sees himself in him (I am unable to cite anything right now but it's a theory/analysis out there. Kinda like in Lone Rat and Cubs when he whamos that Kraang bot). What i find REALLY cool is how these two ideas could coexist wherein Shredder thinks that he is looking at a reflection of himself in Raphael, but later finds out that what he sees is not himself but his brother, Splinter.

When they were young, do you think that Saki found comfort in his brother's anger? Do you think seeing his brother get angry too justified his own rage? Or did he butt heads with Splinter, and that anger stoked a burning fury between two?

When he looks at Raphael and finally recognize Splinter in him, will he feel rage towards the brother that 'betrayed' him? Or would he find comfort in the reminder of his childhood with his dear brother? They grew up together after all. He must've loved some part of him. He might miss some part of Splinter, no matter how little.

Idk if I'm sounding coherent though haha cuz I get nervous sending asks so I'm kinda just pushing through this and hoping it doesn't sound weird.

Great fic BTW it has been occupying my brain for a few weeks 👍👍

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ aaaaaaa thank you so much!!! no you're super coherent dw, thank you for the ask!!!

I 10000% agree!! I honestly can't recall if the concept has come up in any of my fics yet (maybe briefly, during Shredder and Splinter's fight in PTS?), but I am a STRONG believer that Raph and Splinter are super similar. Lone Rat and Cubs is a fantastic example, but even as far back as Turtle Temper that connection is made.

Not just that Splinter was a guy who struggled with his anger, and that he sees Raph as having the same problem, but also just how DANGEROUS Splinter sees his anger as having been. I've seen people hate on Splinter for Turtle Temper, and I kinda get it because yeah, his advice, though not bad, wasn't given in the best way. But I think the context of "Splinter sees his younger self in his son, and is terrified that he'll make the same mistakes" is important.

Plus, AGH the PHRASING. He LET Saki anger him, he MADE his words into weapons. The way he blames himself for his brother's actions.... gnawing on the drywall.

When they were young, do you think that Saki found comfort in his brother's anger? Do you think seeing his brother get angry too justified his own rage? Or did he butt heads with Splinter, and that anger stoked a burning fury between two?

Aaaaaaaaaaaa that is an EXCELLENT question!! Their relationship is really fun, specifically because we do get SO little about it other than after everything has fallen apart. So we get a lot of room to play with it!

Personally, I lean towards the first. I headcanon Yoshi as (slightly) older (I imagine that a big part of Yuuta choosing to spare Saki and take him in was because he had a similarly-aged child at home), and I also like to see them as being pretty close. Probably competitive, I'm sure they butted heads from time to time, but I prefer the interpretation that learning the truth about Saki's heritage caused a sudden shift in their relationship, rather than them being at odds the whole time. So yeah, I can totally see Saki taking some form of comfort in Yoshi losing his temper (as long as it's aimed at other people c: )

ALSO, perhaps this is a bit of the trigun brainrot in me fhdsaghakdg but. I kind of like the idea of like, not just Yoshi being angry, but Yoshi being the angry one. As in, Saki DIDN'T have much of a temper growing up. Like, the small bits we do see of their past, Yoshi is cocky and making jokes while Saki is cool and serious. And that's AFTER their family has degraded almost to its breaking point. So I can imagine Saki as being the calmer, more level-headed one as a child. Definitely still with a temper, for sure, but Yoshi was the hot-head in my mind. Then, he learns the truth, his life starts falling apart (/he starts ruining his own life. Saki, come ON, man), and who does he start emulating, whether he recognizes it or not? His brother. Just sayinggggg.... 👉 👈

Sorry this is getting SO long fhdsaghkdg. You've activated my trap card (u asked about the doomed siblings)

When he looks at Raphael and finally recognize Splinter in him, will he feel rage towards the brother that 'betrayed' him? Or would he find comfort in the reminder of his childhood with his dear brother? They grew up together after all. He must've loved some part of him. He might miss some part of Splinter, no matter how little.

I absolutely believe that they loved each other, and that they miss each other. Like I'm actually a little bit deranged over just how hard struggle with the fact they are BROTHERS. The INTENSITY of their hatred for each other as a mask... the only way they can cover up the grief is with anger and loathing... (Sorry to plug my own fics but if you haven't read blood of the covenant or brother (noun) yet, this whole concept was a lot of the inspiration lmao)

And!! OH my god, you're such a genius. Shredder obsessing so hard over identifying with Raph, only for it to click that Raph isn't him, Raph is YOSHI.... Shaking you. You're so fucking right. Like, Shredder doesn't realize it at all but so much of what drew him to Raph, what made him DESPERATE to get Raph to stay with him, is his similarity to Yoshi. he wanted his brother back, he wanted to prove to himself that it wasn't his fault, WHY DO THEY ALL KEEP LEAVING HIM—

omfgggggggg. yeah definitely tucking that concept away, don't mind me over here....

ANYWAYS!!!! Forgive the word vomit lmao but thank you SO MUCH for the ask I just spent 35 minutes typing this up instead of working FHKAGHKSADGLK. I am ALWAYS hyped to discuss these things.

Also I'm so happy you liked PTS gfhkadsglk thank you!! <3 <3

[gimme-a-man-after-midnight]

my royal roomie (part 2) *sneak peek*

Fandom: Aquaman

Pairing: Orm Marius x Reader

part 1:

https://www.tumblr.com/gimme-a-man-after-midnight/693273500438429696/my-royal-roomie-pt-1?source=share

Summary: After a few days of living under your roof, Orm gets to know the little surface dweller he's been stuck with. With time, a stormy night, and a bottle of wine, the prince learns that he has more in common with you than he may think.

Warnings: female reader, slow burn, cursing, mentions of past emotional abuse, divorced parents!reader, dead parent, comic lore inaccuracies

Author's Note:

Hi y'all! I know I'm just about 1.5 years late in making this part 2...but I really do appreciate the support being shown for this fic! I want to make note now that my writing style has changed a bit in the time I've been away, but I hope the story is still to your liking! I'm already drafting up ideas for part 3 and hopefully more parts in the future once I watch the second movie. Look forward to more work in the future, but for now here's a first look at the next chapter!

Arthur was done - so done.

The newly crowned Atlantean king had so much on his plate already, what with his upcoming engagement underway and him having an entire kingdom to look after. While he did appreciate his little brother feeling comfortable enough to call him at such an ungodly hour, the words the blond uttered made him want to pull his hair out. 

“I think I broke her - your human.”

“Bro, what?”

It was too fucking early for this. 

“Don’t call me - agh, nevermind - something’s wrong with your human and I’m not sure how to approach the situation. Is this really an environment you believe me to find enrichment from? My host is clearly on the brink of some sort of breakdown and I-”

“Wow, I never took you for someone that was so easily shaken, brother.”

Arthur’s poorly timed quip makes Orm stare back at the projection call with a blank face.

“First off, she’s not my human, she’s her own person. Second, what did you even do? She’s not one to just collapse on her own - although she is a serial overthinker and could definitely talk herself to an early grave...”

Orm, frustrated with his half-brother’s lack of support, rolls his eyes over the call.

“Okay, okay, but seriously. Something must’ve set her off or triggered her to react in a way. You sure you didn’t do anything?” 

“All I did was answer the door when she knocked. When she saw me at the entrance, she saw the sweater I was wearing and was overcome with emotion. That’s hardly my fault.”

Orm can see Arthur’s brows furrow in thought at the information, almost as if he’s assessing whether he’s been given the whole story or not.

“Well…where’d you get the sweater?”

“I hardly think that matters-”

“Just answer the question, bro-”

An exasperated grunt leaves Orm as he grips at the sheets beneath him in an attempt to contain himself. A part of him regretted bringing up the matter at all, communication with his half-brother being much too awkward to bear. 

“I got it from the wooden wardrobe inside of my chambers! It was much more practical to wear than the flimsy garb-”

“Shit,” Arthur cuts him off, the hologram shifting as the man rubs at his eyes. “The wooden wardrobe with vines on the sides?”

It was Orm’s turn to be taken aback, unsure of how he knew the detail from off the top of his head.

“Yes, that’s the one.”

A muffled sigh comes from Arthur’s end, the image changing again as the king shuffles out of bed quietly to not disturb a sleeping Mera.

“Listen, dude. It’s not my place to speak on her business like this, but all I can say is that the wardrobe - that room - holds a lot of memories that are painful for her. I know you didn’t mean to bring them up, but that wardrobe is off limits. Just try and apologize for now, but don’t pry.”

“But why should I-”

“Orm, seriously! I get it, you don’t like being there - that you’ve spent every day in your room ever since I dropped you off, but she’s been trying. She’s been doing everything she can to get you out of your shell and you’re not giving back anything. There has to be some give here, and that can start with you saying sorry.” 

Orm was surprised by the fact that Arthur knew of his daily whereabouts already, undoubtedly asking you for updates in him. However, what surprised him the most was that even though you have seemingly complained to his half brother, you never once suggested kicking him out - never demanded he leave your house and have Atlantis deal with him. You truly were a peculiar little thing. 

“...fine. But don’t expect me to continue such niceties with her.”

A belly laugh could be heard from the over the call, surely out of amusement for the prince's unwavering coldness.

“Good. Now hang up, you disrupted my beauty sleep.”

With a scoff, Orm presses on the green gem of his wristlet and heads off to the direction of your bedroom.

[blighted-lights]

choose violence; 1, 3, 6, 9, 13

(for this ask here!!! im still taking asks for this, so feel free to send more in!)

1: Character Everyone Gets Wrong

going to name several here, just because i can lol. for idw, its tailgate, drift, arcee, getaway, and tarn. for tfp, it's airachnid and knock out. jazz gets hit with this HARD no matter what continuity he's in and it's so frustrating seeing most fanon interpretations of him, because a lot of it is just rooted in racism. that isn't saying at all that people are intentionally being bigoted ofc, but a lot of the headcanons that people assign jazz and the frequent mischaracterization of him is... well. it's weird. it's weird.

3: Screenshot or Description of The Worst take You've Seen on Tumblr

so im not going to pull out direct screenshots on this, but there is a LOT of back and forth about sexuality headcanons in the tf community, and holy fuck does it get annoying sometimes. im full believer in the idea that anyone can headcanon any character as whatever they want, don't get me wrong, but there is such a lack of consideration for others and boundary crossing when it comes to people going "you're wrong, actually, and here's several paragraphs describing why". this character cant be bi for yadda yadda, they cant be trans bc yadda yadda, they cant be ace bc yadda yadda, or they can ONLY be ace bc of whatever reason. it's happened to me, to several of my mutuals, it's happened to other people i see just randomly in the transformers tag. there's been several vague posts made about people disagreeing with other people's takes and its just,,, it's draining, ngl. maybe not the worst takes i've seen overall but definitely one of the most frequent that annoy me

6: Which Ship Fans Are The Most Annoying?

obligatory "not all fans of these ship are annoying, this is me generalizing from what i've seen" warning here, but i think mega/op and mega/star take the cake. and dra/tchet. this is largely because there's such a big separation between the canon and fanon versions of these characters that seeing a lot of the fanart and fic made for them is just,,, agh. i can't really recognize these characters as who they're supposed to be because they've been so removed from how they're presented in canon media. and im NOT saying you have to strictly adhere to canon. because fuck canon, lol. but it comes to a point where these aren't even the same people anymore. and i wouldn't even care about the canon/fanon thing if some of these fans weren't so idk. mean? aggressive? when it comes to their shipping and people not agreeing with what they ship/how they present that ship? it's absolutely calmed down in recent years, though.

also there's a fair bit of dra/tchet fic and art that is just. absolutely riddled with casual classism, orientalism, and anti-sex work rhetoric, and its uncomfortable. so i tend not to engage much with the fandom on it.

9: Worst Part of Canon

this is such a vague question because i could say so much here, but i'm just going to go with the very biased answer of the frequent condescending way a lot of the beastformers are treated throughout idw. like. these are people. canon wants you to believe that these characters are just as sentient and alive as everyone else but just, jeez. look at what ravage does throughout all of mtmte. being pet, drinking out of bowls, sleeping under megatron's bed, the visual gag of megatron gifting him a bone in one of the cover pages for the holiday special in mtmte, nautica handing ravage a little energon treat, everyone calling him kitty. it's just. agh.

13. Worst Blorbofication

idw tailgate and ravage. absolutely tailgate and ravage, though drift fits here too. tailgate is an arrogant asshole who has a violent streak a mile long. ravage is a bitter, snarky jerk who was, at some point, considering on killing megatron. they're both complex adults and fanon does somewhat have a habit of waving these things away.

[chronurgy]

HELLO HI HI HI :) im sorry if this is a little out of the blue but i just wanted to let u know i absolutely adore ur bg3 fics they’re SO good <3 im not much of a writer myself but istg ur writing fuels me it makes me want to start writing too

i really loved ur latest fic abt baby gort, writing it from sally’s perspective was a really good idea (screaming, crying, clutching my heart in pain, 10/10 fic)

Thank you so much!! I'm glad you liked it!!

It's funny, I had originally planned to write something about Gortash's childhood from his own point of view for that prompt. I've wanted to do something like that for awhile but when I sat down to write it, it all just felt too big to get down in a single afternoon so I ended up writing from Sally's pov instead! The way she talks about him in the game just makes me soooo unwell and aghhhh! Agh! Like even in this short little thing I wanted to hint at some of the lessons he's already learning, lessons that will definitely show up later in his life:

People with more power than you can do whatever they want to you

The truth will not save you

It's better and easier to just tell people what they want to hear

People cannot be trusted to look after their own best interests

Seeing that you have put love or care into something only gives people more reasons to take it away from you

Something I've been thinking about in relation to that Gortash pov childhood piece I will write eventually (I hope) and now this piece is that a lot of people call Raphael Gortash's first teacher but I think it's Sally where he learns so many of his first lessons and tactics! And then he goes to Raphael and he learns more and refines them but it all starts there with her and Dravo (who is a whole different problem that I didn't really have time to get into here).

But yeah again thank you so much I'm so glad you liked it!! And you should absolutely try writing your own stuff!! I was definitely inspired to write in part by all the fantastic fic I've read over the years!

[xflippinfrogx]

Hiii i love your ficsss🤍🤍

could you write a lee regulus fic?? he's one of my favorite characters too!!!

Sorry if something is written wrong I don't speak English well so I'm using the help of the translator

When we were younger

A/N~ AGH YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW LONG IVE WANTED TO WRITE LEE REGULUS!! You didn’t give me much prompt so I played around a little hehe. I hope you like it :D (P.S your English is perfect my dear!!)

LEE~ Regulus Black

LER~ Sirius Black

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ 💙THIS IS A TICKLE FIC IF YOU DONT LIKE DONT READ💙

Regulus was in a bad mood.

This wasn’t a very uncommon event but it seemed to be worse than his usual brooding and his friends were starting to notice.

“Regulus, are you alright mate?” Barty asked, finally giving in to Evan and Pandoras looks of concern.

“I’m fine.” He snapped glaring at him. He felt bad for being so rude but he had bigger problems right now..

The quidditch final was coming up soon and with him being seeker there was a lot of pressure on him to do his best.

On top of that he had, had the worst day. Everything that could’ve gone wrong, went wrong.

This morning he spilt his breakfast all over himself and knocked his tea into someone else’s in the process.

On the way to his first class he accidentally walked through Nearly headless Nick. During his second he realised he had forgotten the homework and then received double for that night.

Finally, at the end of the day when he believed his bad luck was over his idiotic classmate blew up their potions project and they now had to start from scratch.

All Regulus wanted to do was sit in the common room and be angry. As much as he appreciated his friends for caring about him, he isn’t the greatest at showing it.. So scowling at the floor it is.

At least that was his plan until his brother showed up.

“There’s my favourite brother!!” Sirius exclaimed, perching himself on the arm of the sofa Regulus sat upon.

“I’m your only brother Sirius.” He scoffed, rolling his eyes. “What are you all grumpy about huh? Barty said you were getting snappy, everything ok Reg?”

“I said I’m fine!!” He spoke through gritted teeth. Why was everyone so interested in bothering him today?

“Well that’s the biggest lie I’ve ever heard.” Sirius mumbled moving closer to his brother.

“Look, if you’re just gonna sit here all doom and gloom I’m going to have to resort to drastic measures.”

God he’s dramatic. What was he on about anyway??

The others were still in the room and were as confused as Regulus.

“What do you mean drastic measures?” Evan piped up.

“Well my dear Rosier, when we were younger and Reggie here was in one of his moods I had my ways of making him smile.” Oh shit.

It all came rushing back to him now. Memories of laughter and so called tickle monsters. He was panicking, he couldn’t let his friends see that. No way. He had to get out of there before Sirius could embarrass him.

Sirius knew exactly what Regulus was thinking and as he attempted to bolt for the door Sirius tackled him to the ground.

“Sirius get off!! This is childish-” He was cut off by wiggling fingers reaching his sides.

He clamped his mouth shut refusing to give Sirius the satisfaction. Sirius wouldn’t give up that easily though.

“You and I both know who’s going to win here little brother, you might as well give up now and save the us the hassle.” He could see Regulus was close to breaking but that boy was stubborn as hell.

He used one hand to lift his arms above his head using the other to continue his ticklish onslaught.

“Regulus you leave me no choice.. You asked for this” He smirked shoving both hands under his brothers arms.

For the first time in what felt like forever, Regulus cackled.

He completely lost it, loud and boisterous laughter erupting from his chest.

Sirius grinned so wide he thought his face would split in two. Seeing Regulus like that was so rare nowadays, he was soaking up every last giggle while he still could.

“Are you gonna stop being so angry at the world?” Sirius teased poking at his ribs.

“YEHEHEHES” Regulus was so worn out from laughing that all he could do was oblige.

“Annddd who’s the greatest brother of all time?” He slowed the attack to hear the younger boys answer.

“You’re soho duhumb.” He giggled through heavy breathing.

“That’s not an answer.” He stated rapidly squeezing his sides again.

“OKAY OKAHAHY IHITS YOUUU!! PLEAHSE SIRIUHUS!!” He begged throwing his head back in hysterics.

“That’s more like it,” he laughed ruffling regulus’ hair.

What the two brother failed to remember was that there were three slytherins standing watching this whole scene play out.

They would tease Reg about this later but for now they’d leave the two have their moment. After all it was nice to see their friend smiling for once.

Just like when they were younger<33

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[reploidbuddy]

Hi!! I just spent the last two days reading At Hope's End and I'm so so OBSSESED with the AU and world building and the character relationship you wrote!!!!!! The found family energy is through the roof and honestly I want more stjyklgjlgsahlkg

I also very appreciate the detail that they change outfits throughout the story. I saw that you did include art with their design but somehow it doesn't show up for me 💀💀 but the description is clear enough that my imagination can run with it lol.

Anyway, I love love loveeee the story and I look foward to any future plan with it (if you do have any) You're amazing!!!!

Aaaaaagh 💜💜💜💜 thank you so much for the sweet ask, this was so heartwarming to wake up to!!! I'm so happy you enjoyed it so much, it brought me so much joy to write that story and share it 💜💜 especially the character bonds, these were definitely my favorite part!! There’s so much lore that had to be cast aside for the story (the Zeti society is the biggest example; they're not in contact long enough to really explain anything but I had a lot of notes!)

And agh thanks for reminding me about the images!! They used to be there but for some reason they disappeared? I'm not sure what happened. I used a personal discord server for the image links but kaybe I did something to the channeI like changing its name and ao3 was unable to find the pics again? (Curse ao3 needing a link rather than just inserting a file lmao) Not sure what happened exactly but I put them back in Welcome Aboard the Maria but didn't have time for At Hope’s End and I completely forgot about it!! They're ready to be put back I just gotta do it! I’ll try to put them back this weekend or next week, thanks for the accidental reminder! Shouldn't be too hard to find the places they go since I put *** between them and the text every time ^^

For the moment, I try to focus on Where the Water Narrows, but... There might be a one-shot collection coming at some point. There's a lot I want to tell about this world and the crew, but it wouldn't fit for a big story. (I had a sequel idea at some point, but while the Problem™ was interesting, the rest of the story was a bit of a mess and the ending was a big confusing mess in my mind so it'll remain on the backburner for a while if not forever) BUT. Point is, I'd like to eventually put out those one-shots, I have a few ideas already from crew backstories to extra post-fic things with an in-between of out-of-crew stories. If you ever see "Tales from the Deep Seas" cross your notifications, that's the one *wink wink*

[honeyheart19]

Can't Help Falling In Love

Chris Alonso x fem!reader, Jim Street x sister!reader

Note: I'm sorry if this is short. I've been listening to a lot of Elvis lately and thought "hmm there's not enough Chris Alonso fics". Enjoy :)

Summery: Chris reflects on her relationship with reader

Warnings: fluffiness, worries of rushing into relationship, implied smut, no order of lyrics, jumping in time

Chris's POV:

*knock knock knock*

I heard the door go, freeing me from my trance "Hey bride to be! Almost ready?" Ericka excitedly said. "Ya sorry, I was just thinking" I replied. "Not getting cold feet are you? Because as close as you are to Street, I don't think he'll take to kindly to you leaving y/n at the alter" she laughed.

"I wouldn't dream of it. I was just thinking of everything that's brought y/n and I here"

Like a river flows Surely to the sea Darling, so it goes Some things are meant to be

"Hey Chris!" Street waved to me "Come meet someone!"

I put my weights down and jogged over.

"Chris, this is my sister y/n. She's gonna be working here at SWAT."

"I'm really gonna be doing paper work and assisting Commander Hicks. It's not even close as important to what you guys do" giggled the y/h/c girl.

I almost didn't even process what she said because I lost bright eyes and her smile that lit up the room. Get a hold of yourself Chris.

"Nonsense, you'll be plenty of importance. Welcome to 20-David" I say shaking her hand.

Take my hand Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you

"Alright Alright! First round on me!" Hondo yelled as we gathered into our favorite bar to our usual booth. I been a long day for all of us and all I want to do is hangout and relax with y/n 20-David.

"I'm down for a round of pool, any takers?" I asked.

"Nah I'm beat"

"Same here"

"Maybe next round"

"I just want a beer"

"I'm pretty sure you cheat because you're always beating me."

After all the guys turned me down I turned to y/n. "Care for a game?" I asked reaching out my hand. "Of course" she said as she took my hand pulled herself up. "I've never really played this before" she said as we got out sticks.

"That's fine. Lucky for you, you have the master of pool to teach ya"

I get behind her and pull her close to set up her first shot. As the balls scatter, she around to me. If I were to lean a couple inches closer I could feel her soft looking lip. "I guess I am pretty lucky" she says as I'm still holding on to her.

Shall I stay? Would it be a sin If I can't help falling in love with you?

"Do you want to come upstairs?" the y/e/c eyed girl shyly asked me while sharing into my eyes.

I've only known this girl for almost a month. It's our first date, consisting of a scary movie (thank God), the best burgers in town, and funny enough, roller-skating. The day went by so smoothly I feel like I've known this woman for years!

"You don't have to if you're not comfortable of course!" she quickly states while I was struggling to form my words.

I eventually build my confidence.

"Come on" I say as I take her hands in mine "would it really be a sin?" slyly remark.

"I guess not..." she blushes.

We turn to climb to to her apartment hand in hand. Excited to explore where the night take us.

Wise men say Only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you

"I think I wanna marry y/n"

*Ppppphhhhfffff*

water sprays from Streets lips and Tan chokes on his bagel while Luca laughs at his misfortune. "You what!?" Street asks.

"Don't you think it's a little early? Deacon questions. "You don't wanna make any foolish decision and rush in"

"You guys have only been living together for just over four months." Street adds.

"We've never seen you rush into anything like this before Chris." says Hondo

"Agh, I know but something about this feels different. It feels right. My family loves her, we have a routine down at home, she's understandable with SWAT hours and we've even discussed plans for our future!" I counter.

"Come on guys!" laughs Luca "I think this is a great idea! Our pal Chris is a fool in love!" he jokes as I role my eyes and smirk. "Besides, SWAT is a family and family supports each other." he says as he gives me a side hug. "Thanks Luca" I smile.

"Fine but, I get best man" Street says as a smile grows on his face.

"Deal"

For I can't help falling in love with you For I can't help falling in love with you

I can't believe I'm here.

I year ago if you would've told me I was gonna meet and marry the love of my life I would've thought you were joking.

But here we are, in Deacon's backyard.

The stars are out, string lights and flowers hang everywhere, I'm surrounded by the people I love. And I'm dancing with my new wife for the first time to our song.

I'm excited to see what the future holds for us.

And I can't help but whisper to the lyrics

"I can't help falling in love with you....."

[hotcat37]

✨✨✨Morning/afternoon/evening delivery 4 one AMAZING Hotcat37!! :D

*🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁*

(looks like todays packages come with a little story,isn’t that adorable :3) 4 the Bo(jan)2 one every photo is like a little memory,the tree where they would always make out at when they’d both run off into the woods when they were tired of the things that come with newfound fame,the cake Bojan (tried) 2 make 4 Jan’s birthday which he ALMOST burnt down the kitchen over,the bouquets of white tulips that Jan got 4 him N Bojan’s first valentines together (N the condom heart Bojci made as a surprise 4 later that night) the picture of two foxes Jan took when he hanging out in the woods that reminded him of them,that time they went on a animal sanctuary date N found a black cat N golden retriever duo which Bojan BEGGED Jan 2 adopt but they couldn’t cuz of how damn expensive it was 2 even GET the two (they do come back 2 see the duo tho sometimes :3)

The Bojere one on the other hand is just a fic idea that popped into my head at some ungodly hour last night,story goes:Jere finally finds time 2 stay in Slovenia 4 a couple of weeks 2 see his man soo Bojan takes him out on a icecream date + a lil stroll in Ljubljana’s flower field’s,one thing leads 2 another N they end making out then going at it in one of the most romantic spots in the country (stargazing as aftercare cuz who wouldn’t want that ☺️)

That is all,luv ya✨✨✨✨✨

EEEEE I LOVE HOW U PUT LITTLE STORIES WITH EACH MOODBOARD

okay, Bo(jan)²: I love the soft vibe to this board and the pic with the heart tree rlly stood out to me. Also ofc they're ouppy/kitty coded <3 🐕🐈‍⬛ I rlly enjoy the fact that it's all little memories they have together and you obviously put a lot of thought into it!! The cake too agh :") Honestly Bojan/Jan is so underrated so I'm happy to see some content of them <3

Bojere: I LOOOVE the pink and the lill fic idea behind it!! The Pikachus are...quite telling 👀😳 But then the gorgeous flower fields and the shooting stars and the softness to this whole board <33 God I love Bojere sm they're so sweet together. Also stargazing as aftercare so true 💕💕

Thx sm for blessing me with these! :D 💞

[kuwdora]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @deerna and @jawanaka !

How many works do you have on A03? 110 - but this would probably be +200 if I had been crossposting my fanvids there. I still remember when video embeds did not work on AO3 pages. But that was ages ago. And I’m terrible at crossposting. Especially when I have so many to crosspost at this point.

What's your total A03 word count? 280,783

What fandoms do you write for? In the past it was Stargate SG-1/Atlantis, Heroes and Sanctuary and a lovely romp with Being Human UK. Star Trek. These days I’m still on The Witcher, with the occasional fleeting non-witcher stuff I manage to finish.

What are your top five fics by kudos? I can see through you, The Witcher Netflix. My Geralt and Jaskier role reversal thing. More like a role inversion.

Surface Tension, The Witcher Netflix. soft very established relationship Geralt/Yen/Jaskier smut.

Papa’s Got a Brand New Suit, Star Trek: Deep Space 9. Julian/Garak PWP. From ye olde porn battle days. Learning Curve, The Witcher Netflix. Yen/Jaskier, post-season 2 soft feelings and sex with an emphasis on all of Yennefer's pain.

Heart Tap, The Witcher Netflix. Leshen Eskel(/Geralt). My first story about what it could be like for Eskel to live with his transformation into a monster. I'm actually surprised this is in my top 5 kudos considering how niche it is but man I love my tree boyfriend and have so many more thoughts about him that I haven't gotten out yet...

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Yes! I try to respond to comments when I can. Sometimes it takes forever and sometimes I do forget to respond to comments but man I love rolling around in them.

What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? My angstiest endings are for fic that I haven’t finished or posted on AO3 yet for more of my witcher fixations. But for posted things?? Hmm. I do have an old Heroes fic called Code of Hammurabi that is Peter/Sylar time travel AU that’s particularly angsty and gave me the chance to rummage around in the way Peter would endure in a very very messy situation.

Oh, my Doctor Sleep ficlet is also pretty angsty. Danny reflecting on his time with Billy when Billy's ghost shows up. I'm smiling upside down is the name of that ficlet.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Oh that’s probably my smutty fluffy thing for Being Human. PWP. Moon Mambo, Hal/Tom.

Do you get hate on fics? No, but I sense that’s only a matter of time before someone directs their hate at me.

Do you write smut? Yup.

Do you write crossovers? Yes, but not for a very long time. I have a “Ciri collects all the young girl protagonists from sci-fi/fantasy books for a group project” crossover idea but my focus is too scattered to get that going. I did start it with a Nona-meets-Ciri Locked Tomb/witcher crossover here: Call to Adventure.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I’m aware of. I think my stuff is far too niche and self-indulgent for that kind of thing but who knows. The internet is a smaller place these days but people seem to find new ways to steal. Alternatively: I did learn that someone submitted one of my Stargate SG-1 vids to a Creation Con fanvid contest that had prize money in it. That was very upsetting to learn well after the fact.

Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? No, not co-written. But I do love rolling around with my beta and workshopping my fic into better shape and a lot of my stuff ends up way better as a result of my betas. And I also love doing the same with folks who ask me for beta. It’s a fun kind of collaboration.

What's your all-time favourite ship? Agh this one is so hard. Don’t make me pick just one. Aeryn/John from Farscape. Fraser/Ray(s) from due South. I don’t write a lot of book Yennefer/Geralt but they also are It for me.

What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Oh my god, definitely my TWN Leshkel canonical divergence AU thing. I have something like a whole season 2 (not a fix-it) outlined, with lots of stuff focusing on Ciri and Leshy Eskel, and Leshy Eskel with Triss. With more stuff about witcher-and-leshen biology and Wolf School disappearing, Kaer Morhen becoming a magical greenhouse where a mythical Swallow is rumored to visit every 6 years.

What are your writing strengths? Description, maybe characterizations. Theme and tone.

What are your writing weaknesses? Too much description, comma splices. Slow pacing.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? I think it’s fun to do but it can be a lot to read and I definitely will overthink the writing and both the reading. If it suits the characterization and context clues within the text, I think that’s cool. But I think it’s fine to go without con-lang or other languages in fic. It’s just a matter of texture and color that adds to the scene, you know?

First fandom you wrote for? Stargate SG-1.

Favourite fic you've ever written? Ever??? It’s so hard to pick just one. Hang on, I got several of those ‘rec 5 of your favorite fics’ asks in my inbox. Lemme see if I can pick 5 for that.

[novawritesthingsss]

Sleeping Habits

Tws: fainting

[Ao3 link]

Ivy hadn't slept in days, and it was beginning to become a big problem.

(Whumptober fic! I used multiple prompts- Ive worked pretty hard on this so I hope you enjoy)

Lunar was making hot chocolate in the kitchen, thinking about her girlfriend, Ivy. She has grown quite worried for Ivy, as she's been noticing that Ivy has been up at late hours, and that she looks like she hasn't slept in a while.

She tried to make her go to sleep, but nothing worked. Ivy always ignored her attempts, no matter how direct they were. Heck, Lunar even tried giving her decaf, but Ivy simply didn't drink it, no matter what Lunar told her she would do. She just hoped Ivy at least slept today.

“Hey Luny!” She snapped out of her thoughts. “Hum? Oh, hi Sunny'' She waved at them. “Is that-'' Lunar interrupted her. “It's hot chocolate, I swear.” Sunny hummed. “Good. Glad you remembered your promise.” Lunar chuckled. “Yep, no coffee for me. I wouldn't want to face you and Kat’s ‘wrath’.” they smiled “Ha, I know. Me and Kat are so scary.” 

“I mean you kinda are, Sunny,” Nova added, entering the room. “I mean, Sunny, you're so strong. Why wouldn't one be scared of you?” Sunny scoffed. “Nova, it's not like I'm going to hurt you. Why should you be scared?.” Nova frowned. “It's not like I don't have a reason to… you know how it was back then. Anyone, even other magic users can turn on you…” Sunny tilted their head. “Is there a reason to not trust me?” Nova shrugged. “No, not really. It's just my anxiety carrying into this century.”

Nova jumped up onto the counter. “So any ideas on what we should have for breakfast.” Lunar shrugged. “Most likely pancakes. We got a lot left over, I definitely made too many yesterday.”

“You were in the pancake-making mood, what use was it to stop you? And they were good.” Sunny reminded. “Yeah, maybe even better than Kat’s!” Nova added. Lunar shrugged “I don't know guys… I didn't think they were that good-”

Thud

Lunar jumped. “What the-”

“IVY HOLY SHIT-” 

Lunar’s blood ran cold. “Kat? What happened with her-”

“Guys we need your help!” Saturn called out. The three ran into the living room. Lunar gasped “Oh no. Not again-”

“Again?! She fainted before?!” Nova cried out. The sound of their shouting made Lunar flinch “Hey Nova, I think you should-” Nova cut her off “Calm down? I can't! My sister is fucking unconscious on the couch!” Lunar sighed “We don't even know what exactly happened to her yet-”

“She fainted,” Kat stated “I think we all know why.” Nova shook her head. “Well I don't so— what happened?!” Saturn propped up Ivy, so then she was leaning on the couch. “Haven't you noticed how tired she looked? I'm sure she hasn't slept in days.” Nova frowned. “I mean I did but— she promised that she’d sleep… she lied”

“She does that a lot y'know, it's so you didn't worry about her. Her words, not mine.” Sunny added. Nova grumped. “She knows I hate that!” she took a deep breath “Is she gonna be alright— How long did it take last time— will she be ok— what happened last time— What do we-”

“Hey hey hey… Nova relax…” Lunar cooed. “What do you mean relax—” Nova was cut off by Sunny picking her up, holding her in a bridal carry. “Sunny what are you doing…!?” Sunny didn't respond. Lunar watched as Nova was carried upstairs. Once they were out of view, Lunar’s focus shifted back to Ivy.

“So do we wait or…?”

Ivy jumped awake. “Agh— my head. What just happened??” Kat sighed. “You fainted.” Ivy chuckled weakly “Oh shit. Um, sorry about that-” Saturn cut her off. “When was the last time you slept?” Ivy shrugged. “I haven't slept in days, but who's counting??” Lunar frowned. “Ivy-”

Ivy cut her off “I know, I know! Geez!” Lunar put a hand on Ivy’s shoulder, she shook it off. “Don't touch me. Leave me alone.”

“But Ivy—”

“Don't ‘Ivy’ me.” Ivy began to walk away.

Lunar reached out her hand, not wanting Ivy to leave. But it was too late.

Ivy already left the living room.

✿

“Sunny what the fuck!? Put me down!”

“Ok.” They plopped her onto her bed. Nova crossed her arms. “Why did you do that?” Sunny sighed. “So then you could calm down.” “Well I'm far from calm!”

“I know that! Will you shut up for one second!”

Nova paused. “Sorry…” Sunny tilted their head. “For what?”

“Being annoying?”

Sunny sighed “You're not being annoying it's just— can you lemme speak?” Nova nodded. “Thanks,” Sunny shifted their tone before continuing, “Look Nova. This happened before, we got this. We know what we are doing and there is no reason to worry. I get why you are worried but can you please trust us?”

Nova frowned. “I don't even know what happened last time, so how would I be able to trust you guys on that?” 

“‘Last time’, Ivy fainted in front of us. We made sure she was alive and well. We kept a closer eye on her once we found out it was out of exhaustion.”

Nova grumped. “I'm still worried…” Sunny gave Nova a smile. “She’ll be fine. Trust us.”

“Fine.”

✿

“Ivy, come on. Open up.” Lunar continued to knock on the door.

“ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT! I'll open the damn thing, just stop KNOCKING. You know I HATE that sound.”

“sorry…”

Ivy opened the door. “What is it?” Lunar rubbed her neck. “I wanna talk.” Ivy sighed. “Lemme guess. It's about earlier, isn't it?” Lunar grimaced “Yeah, it is. Ivy, can you please explain why you're not sleeping?” “Simple, nightmares. Don't wanna deal with them.”

“You know you could always come to us when they happen, right?”

Ivy shrugged. “It happens too often for that. I don't want to bother you with my feelings.” Lunar glared at her, “Ivy, that's not healthy.” 

“I know…”

“Ivy you don't gotta hide your feelings from us, you know that right?”

“I rather hide them, so then you don't worry about me.”

“Ivy, if I worry about you it's for a good reason, you should want me to worry. It means I care.”

Ivy paused. “Oh. I didn't think of it that way.” Lunar smiled at her. “Look, tonight you should sleep with me. So then if you have a nightmare, I will be right there to help you through it.”

“Fine. I'll do it. For you.”

[disfrutalakia]

I haven't had a coherent thought about the qsmp in literal fucking hours. I wasn't even watching a lot of time cause I got too sad and had to take breaks. I have such an idea for Pac and Mike angst, but I cannot form a sentence about it!! I can't even write for my au, my own au!!

-miscellaneousplusmore.

YEAH

I had to leave in the middle of the event for a social but everything that I'm seeing is just... AGH

And oh boy I understand the feeling cause I have a fic/character study sitting in my docs and that shit is not getting worked on tonight after the event

[idyllic-affections]

seeing u reblog the venti fic reminded me of my own venti fics and i wow i cant believe that the very third fic i posted on this site (back in december 2020) was a platonic venti drabble... i had no idea myself 😭 im not going to read it cuz god forbid its accidentally ooc, even tho i tried very hard to keep it in character

honestly venti is SO easy mischaracterize... like AGH hes not a funny drunkard who doesnt care much about mondo!! hes waaaaay more than that and i actually saw people seriously saying he doesnt care about mondstadt and that hes a bad archon... like im sorry but if you rly think like this after seeing all the events....... or even the archon quest.... oh gods 🌻

hi dear i'm so sorry for my late response time!!!

don't worry haha i get it <3 i, too, have my fair share of old venti fics that i am hesitant and unsure about! i am definitely a better venti writer now than i was in the past. i think it takes practice because, truth be told, venti is enigmatic and is not an easy character to write.

it's unfortunately very common for me to see people treating venti that way, and it bothers me a lot for very personal, trauma dump-y kind of reasons, so that's all i'll say about it.

but my point is that alcoholism isn't funny. venti is an alcoholic. he is not well. he's fucked up because of all the shit he's been through and all the things he's had to do in celestia's name (taking part in the destruction of khaenri'ah). like? it's not fucking funny so why are we acting like it is?

i'm not "taking things too seriously."

i'm pointing out the blatant truth that mental illness is not funny, as a mentally ill person myself. it's not funny. it's not something to laugh at. it's not.

if you have alcohol-related trauma and that's how you cope: cool. i'm not talking about you. i do that too sometimes. i'm talking about the people who genuinely just think it's funny. "he's a god" okay? it's still alcoholism?

also literally????? bro cares about his nation so much???? anyone who says otherwise genuinely must not have read the lore.

i will defend venti with my life!!!!!! venti defender aphelion real and true 💪💪💪💪