#What a cool mix of two prompts!✨

[teenandbeyond]

Aye! Just wanted to firstly say I love your work and hope your doing well also good luck with your summer classes! <3 Can I request Frieza x reader with prompt 39? Basically after reader admits she's pregnant Frieza becomes extremely overprotective till she gives birth? Maybe even some Kuriza content? Remember to drink water and take care you yourself!! Also don't stress about this one shot if its too much :)

Frieza x Fem. Pregnant Reader

All these requests are so old now 😭

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Un-Fearless Leader

Warning(s): Fluff

You have the ease of giving someone as cool-headed as Frieza anxiety, but add a baby to the mix?...

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Frieza was already protective over you

Like, "vaporize people for being rude to you on the spot" protective

So when he noticed you seemed more nervous than usual

He thought it must have been time for someone to die

That was until you nervously stammered the words "I'm pregnant."

He was in disbelief

But far from upset like you'd expected.

He seemed like he was a little casual about it

Until he returned with a ton of blankets and had you encased in them on your bed.

That was the beginning.

The next morning, you woke up to a practical breakfast buffet in bed.

"Uhh, Frieza? I don't think I'll be able to eat all this..."

"You're eating for two now. You can't allow yourself to starve!"

"Um...okay?"

He made sure you had the best bath oils

Didn't let you walk anywhere yourself

You can't forget the time you stubbed your toe

"Darling, are you alright?!"

"I just...stubbed it. I'm okay."

Or the time you stumbled over a misplaced slipper, about to catch yourself when suddenly you were in someone's arms with a gust of air.

"You should be more careful, dear. Guards! Where were you?!"

"To be fair, I barely tripped. They're fine."

"Well, what if you had fallen, and I wasn't here?"

He went off if any of his pawns irritated you.

Or if chefs severed any food that he read from some space article that was bad for children.

And randomly he would apologize to you.

"I don't want the baby to hurt you because we don't know how your body will handle it."

You were different races, but you didn't regret a thing.

One time, Kuriza was playing a little too close to you and Frieza went off.

"You need to be careful! You could hurt them!"

"He's okay. He was being gentle."

And things only got worse once he felt the baby kick for the first time.

In the moment, he smiled as he rested his head against your stomach. Gently poking back where he'd felt it

But after, he was protective with a whole new vigor.

It was getting so bad, Kuriza was getting protective, too

Like a distance circle made of some rod, keeping people at least a few feet from you.

The death toll definitely increased, from anyone so much as accidentally bumping into you.

Frieza would literally carry you everywhere you went together.

And you'd try to tell him, "I'm okay."

But you should know better.

When it comes to you?

The fearless leader will always be un-fearless

[scekrex]

Hello there gorgeous ✨

Prompt idea with reader being a part of a band that's heavily inspired by Babymetal, like the type of music is pop mixed with metal, the outfits, the whole vibe basically. Heaven's got a new band in town and it's reader's band (You can either create a name for them, go without mentioning any name or whatever else you choose to do with that! You can even ask me and we'll both think about the name c:). Adam at first was like "Tf? New band getting popular? Pfft, they probably suck, no one can out-do the first fucking man🙄" but then when Lute asked him to actually go and check it out with her since she got curious when one of the exterminators went there and told her that it was absolutely fucking awesome. They go and it's literally just a blast. The crowd work is astonishing with how the fans, even the shy ones, have no problems with being vocal with the lyrics or movement, the light effects are just top notch, sound quality is gorgeous and clear, the vibe on its own is just one of a kind and Adam is like "Yeah, shit, this is actually really cool, like wtf" but the biggest magic is when he first hears and then sees the reader alongside the two of his like "backup vocals" (I wouldn't really call Mo or Moa that, but I can't find a better word rn) absolutely rocking out, enchanting everyone as if he was some sort of magician, making Adam start questioning his sexuality, simply going "Am I fucking gay? What's actually happening right now?"

Recommendations for like ideal crowd work representation would be any song but my favourite is this one:

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=E8pcFhPZQYg&pp=ygUKSGVhZGJhbmdlcg%3D%3D

Light and visual effects I'd probably say this one:

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Hru3zh8l2kE&pp=ygUUQmFieW1ldGFsIGRpc3RvcnRpb24%3D

And the one that could work the best in my opinion to like WOW his snarky bitch ass would be this one:

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ALznpaBWUTo&pp=ygUMbWV0YWxraW5nZG9t

Rock on my superstar! 🤟🎸❤️

Sup babes, I changed the vibe a lil, going in a more punk-like direction. I don't like describing outfits so the only thing that got a description is reader's vest bc low-key important. Anyway I hope you like it!! xoxo

Part 2

And I dream to be your fantasy

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language & sexual tension

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

A new band was blowing up in heaven, their posters were everywhere and Adam was already pissed off by it. Who the fuck did they think they were? Playing in his area? Fuck no. He avoided them as best as he could - considering that their posters hung in every window it wasn't that easy to do.

Lute landed next to Adam, she was visibly excited about something so the first man stopped with a sigh and turned around to look at her, “Sir, have you heard about Divine Fuck-Ups?” Adam growled as he gave Lute a nod, “Bitch, their posters are everywhere, how could I fucking not?” Lute simply rolled her eyes at him, “Yeah well, the other exorcists won't shut up about how good they are so,” the exorcist pulled out two concert tickets. Adam looked down at her, his expression a mix between hatred and betrayal. Had Lute seriously bought two tickets to a different band's concert? Especially when that band was playing in his fucking area on his fucking main stage? Apparently she fucking did. “You bought fucking tickets,” Adam grumbled, pointing out the most obvious thing ever. “The concert is tonight, I'll pick you up so we won't be late.” And it was not like Adam could have disagreed with her, Lute was onto something and the brunette was pretty sure she'd move mountains to get his ass to that concert.

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The concert was… different than what Adam had expected it to be, the crowd was loud and wild, there were multiple mosh pits and none of their fans stood still for even the finest moment, they were constantly moving, vibing, enjoying their music to the brim. The first man had to admit: he was impressed by that. The only thing that bothered him was, that Lute had picked him up so fucking late that they were basically behind the massive crowd, enjoying the concert from the distance which also meant even though Adam was tall, he wasn't seeing shit.

So he simply grabbed Lute's wrist and pulled her with him as he made his way through the crowd, careful not to hurt anyone. Because while he was all for rock ‘n’ roll, the most rock thing to do was to watch out for each other at concerts, a rule he had learned very early.

He had somehow managed to make it to the front row, Lute by his side as he finally laid eyes on you for the first time. Your hair was sticking to your forehead, it was soaked in sweat just like the rest of your body - that was probably the reason why you were shirtless, wearing nothing but a black jeans vest with golden spikes on its shoulders. Your arm was wrapped around the waist of your background singer and you and him shared a microphone as you growled the lyrics of Lute's favorite song.

The background singer that had been in your arm only moments ago, was now dropping to his knees in front of you, grabbing your hips and wiggling them, his face only a couple centimeters away from your crotch, before he quickly got up again. Holy fuck that was hot. Adam was visibly mesmerized by your performance, not just the singing, growling and shouting but the way you owned that stage. The way you made the people go wild, your harmony with your band mates was a once in a lifetime sorta bond and the first man loved everything about it.

The song ended and you breathed heavily into your microphone. “Make some noise for Cove,” you yelled only to lick the man's jaw, Cove - the background singer that had gone down on you during your performance - was enjoying it, a little too much to Adam's liking but who was he to judge? Well he was the first man, that's who he was. “Okay, whatcha say to one more fucking song?” The crowd screamed and cheered, demanding the offered song like it was their air to breathe, shit even Lute screamed at the top of her lungs. Her white hair was all messy, her clothes clung to her body due to her sweating so much and she looked like she had one hell of a time.

The guitarist played the first three cords and the people around Adam were cheering, clapping and whistling. Then the drummer joined in and so did the bassist. Then your voice echoed through the air and Adam felt like he was in trance, all he needed was your voice and your body.

He wasn't able to dance, to enjoy the music, all he was hearing was your angelic sounding voice, it was enchanting through and through. The way you were moving your body held him in a chokehold, the amount of control you must have had over every single muscle was pure bliss in his eyes. He didn't even realize that the last song had ended and that you had just spoken your goodbyes, that's how lost he had been in your voice.

He really didn't understand why but everything inside of him was screaming to get to you, to make you his, to have you. Where those thoughts came from he didn't know, he wasn't gay after all but fuck you had looked hot on stage, better than any woman could have.

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Don't ask him how, but he had managed to get a backstage pass once the concert had ended, it definitely had its advantages to be the first man. So there he was, waiting for you to arrive and once the door opened his eyes were basically glued onto you. “Hey there babes,” a cocky, confident smirk was on his lips as he pulled his mask off his head. You gave him a quick glance out of the corner of your eye as you walked over to your dresser, “So you're the bitch who thought of him as important enough to get backstage even though my team told ya no, huh?” Adam tilted his chin upwards as if that was something to accomplish, something to be proud of, “The one fucking and only.” You just rolled your eyes at his answer as you turned around to face him properly, “Listen, if you wanna hook up, now's a bad time. I have to get ready for another gig in just a couple of hours on the other side of heaven, be a fucking babe and leave, okay?” Oh but the brunette wasn't planning to, not now, not when he had the person he desired right in front of him. He walked over to you, his hand was quick to grab you by your hip and pull you in, the first man leaned down a little and murmured, “Oh babes, no need to act like you're fucking hard to get, I know you want me just as much as I want you.”

And that actually caused you to chuckle, because the confidence was so fucking wrong. You had just told him no and yet he acted like he was the man of your dreams. “Cutie,” your finger slid down his chest and stopped at his sternum, tapping him there harshly as your voice dropped an octave and your expression shifted to seriousness, “I do men, not boys. Come back when you decide to act like one.” And fuck, that did things to Adam, things he would never be able to admit to, not fully at least. Because you were acting like hot shit and for the first time he wasn't annoyed by it. Because you were hot shit, fuck probably the hottest shit he had ever laid eyes onto. “Now move your pretty ass out of my dressing room, babes,” you gave the first man one last sweet smile, your finger traced along his jaw and he leaned into every bit of touch he got from you. His eyes were clouded and for the first time in very fucking long it wasn't just lust that fogged up his mind, but interest and maybe even love.

[helinyetille]

Hey, it's the schnaul girly anon again 😅 I'm new to the fandom (like really new, couple of weeks 🙈) and my blog right now is something vastly different to Rammstein, that's why I choose to stay anon, so I don't mix them up. I'm actually so close to creating a new one for this new obsession, but I haven't had that final push yet 😅 I've been kinda stalking yours and and a couple of other blogs these past weeks and having the best time with all that new content, so thank you very much, haha 😁🥰 I kinda went from 0 to 100 really quick, now even writing fanfic (only for myself just yet) and getting tickets for two of their shows, I'm so excited about that omg 😁 so yeah, it's difficult to express all my feelings in this 'short' ask and I feel like I'm rambling already. Just know that you encapsulated my feelings about Schnaul perfectly in your answer. I love these casual touches here and there, with them being so comfortable around each other that they're not thinking twice about it. They're so used to it and them allowing us to see them affectionate like that, not bothered about what some people might say, I'm head over heels, I love it so much 😍😂 and about the boating... YES, they should definitely mix it up, get some new dynamics in there. Schneider's just too kind I guess 😇 and one last thing, I just found this, lost it again, spend ½hour desperately searching, thinking I'm already imaging stuff and then finally... Omg, I can't, they're adorable 🥹🥹😍 https://www.tumblr.com/abyssphilosopher/725538481293623296?source=share

Hey nonnie and thank you for reaching out again! ✨ Okay, wow, I have so many thoughts right now that I'm going to put everything under the cut as it also gets a bit personal.

First of all, I want you to know that your messages really put a smile on my face! I'm oddly flattered that you found my silly little blog worthy of stalking. I have started actively blogging here just a couple of months ago after a really long hiatus and even though I'm not new to Rammstein, I'm still kind of new to the fandom, so you and I are in the same boat (just like Paul and Schneider should be). I don't know whether you need words of encouragement to create a Rammstein blog, but I'll just say that the main reason I decided to blog again was interacting with people who share my love for this band. Sometimes I feel like a sad clown entertaining myself and myself only which is basically the reason why I made that gif with the sad clown Schneider for my header :D Sitting all alone while the party is raging, you know? So, thank you for sending an ask, and if you feel comfortable enough, you can always DM me. I'm not making any assumptions, but maybe it will help you to feel more welcome in the fandom 🌈

Secondly, I'm excited to know that you love these dorks so much ❤ It's so cool that you're going to see them live! And you have totally piqued my interest when you mentioned the fanfic, even though you are writing it just for yourself. I love fics, headcanons and, of course, thinking and talking about ships, hehe. Like, show me the prompt and my dumb ass will be instantly imagining her favourite idiots in different kinds of situations 😁

And finally, the video you have linked... OH MY GOD ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME? (pls don't stop) How fucking cute are they? How dare they be so adorable? Now I'm watching it on repeat because I'm absolutely mesmerized by the way Schneider is leaning into a kiss without stopping his drumming (well, no wonder here, baby still has to keep playing the song despite being showered with affection) 💔 Oh, and the fact that Paul is almost always the one initiating physical contact with Schneider makes me feral. When it comes to Paulchard, it feels like Richard is more often the one to initiate, but why does Paul's ass seem to be gravitating toward Schneider so much? Is Schneider really that much of a sun that he warps spacetime and pulls Paul toward himself? Yes, he is. The brightest of the stars but probably not the brightest when it comes to other things (100% affectionately) 💖

Welp, my reply turned out to be way longer than I initially planned. Sorry for rambling too much, but thank you once again for messaging me, much love to you! ❤✨

[onceuponabookishlife]

📚 2025 PopSugar Reading Challenge - Lite 📚

Hey friends! I’m jumping into the 2025 PopSugar Reading Challenge this year, and I’m so excited! For those who aren’t familiar, this challenge has 50 prompts, but I’m doing a lite version with just 12 of them. The goal? To read books that’ll help me explore new genres, themes, and perspectives—and hopefully discover some new favorites along the way!

Want to know which prompts I'm tackling this year? More below!

🔮 Here are the 12 prompts I’m tackling:

A book about a POC experiencing joy and not trauma I’m looking for a book where a person of color gets to experience joy—no trauma or pain. I’m excited to see stories that celebrate happiness, success, and good vibes!

A book set at a luxury resort Who doesn’t love the idea of a fancy getaway? I’ll be diving into a book set at a luxury resort—whether it’s a relaxing vacation or a mystery-filled trip!

A book about a road trip Road trips are all about adventure, freedom, and the open road. Can’t wait to read a book where the journey itself is just as important as the destination.

A book set in or around a body of water Whether it's a beach, a lake, or the ocean, I’m ready to dive into a book where water plays a big role. Something about water just makes a setting feel magical.

A book that reminds you of your childhood This one’s all about nostalgia! I’ll be picking up a book that takes me back to my childhood—could be a throwback favorite or something that just brings me those good old memories.

A book that an AI chatbot recommends based on your favorite book Time for a little tech magic! I’m going to ask ChatGPT to recommend a book based on my all-time favorite read.

A book about chosen family Chosen families are such a beautiful thing. I’m looking for a book that focuses on a group of people who aren't connected by blood but are bound by love and support.

A book with a snake on the cover or in the title Snakes are cool, creepy, and symbolic—so I’m looking for a book that has one on the cover or in the title. With Sunrise on the Reaping coming out in March, maybe it's time for a Hunger Games resurgence.

A book that features an unlikely friendship I love stories where two totally different characters form an unexpected bond. Can’t wait to see how this one unfolds.

A book centering LGBTQ+ characters that isn't about coming out LGBTQ+ stories are about so much more than coming out. I’m looking for a book that focuses on an LGBTQ+ character’s journey without it being all about their identity.

A book where music plays an integral part of the storyline Music has such power to shape stories! I’m looking for a book where music is a central part of the plot—whether it’s a character’s career, a major theme, or just an emotional backdrop.

A classic you’ve never read I’ve got a list of classics I’ve been meaning to read forever, so this is my chance! I’ll be diving into a classic I’ve never picked up before and finally giving it a shot.

✨ How You Can Join Me:

Pick your prompts: Feel free to follow along with my list of prompts or mix and match from the full PopSugar list. Make it your own!

Track your reads: Share your picks on social media or keep a journal to track your progress. Don’t forget to use hashtags like #PopSugarReadingChallenge and #PopSugarLite to join the conversation.

Let’s chat: If you’ve read any books that fit these prompts—or have recommendations—drop them in the comments! I’d love to hear your thoughts or see what you’re planning to read.

📖 Let’s make 2025 a year of fun and diverse reads!

This challenge is all about stretching our reading horizons and picking up books we might not have considered before. Here’s to discovering new genres, characters, and stories that make us think, laugh, and feel. Happy reading, and let’s do this!

[zeenmrala]

dear el, grace me with your writing for the intimate moment prompts 🙏🏼 ✨ #21 & 22 ✨❤️ feed me some soft morning maul content 😩❤️

Another intimate moment prompt with Lord Maul ❤️🖤

Thank you my sweet Nay, my darling breastie boo! I wrote this purely self-indulgent, comforting one shot ficlet as a celebration for Star Wars day.

May the Fourth be with you always, my fellow Maul lovers. { intimate prompts / requests open / my masterlist }

21. cuddling in the first morning light. 22. hiding their face in the others neck

Pairing: GN!Reader x Darth Maul Word Count: 880 Summary/CW/TW: Morning cuddles with Maul, pure fluff and softy gooey yumminess. A very brief and innocent mention of bruises and cuts. 

The affectionate caress of the sun’s golden warmth teases you from your dreams. You flutter open your eyes, releasing a contented sigh as you take in your surroundings and remember where you are. The lodgings you acquired for this brief trip are beautiful, but appropriately muted, and the room is modern and open: minimalist in its extravagance. No blinds or curtains shroud the windows, and so there is no restriction to the beams of radiant sunshine that drench the room through the large floor-to-ceiling panes of glass. Your first, lucid thought of the morning is that the sheer clarity of the day is dazzling. 

You are immediately glad that during the stifling summer night, you cracked open one of the windows an inch, because the mellow thin breeze that now licks at your naked skin is blissful. The brush of the air is so peacefully cooling, especially when opposed to the warmth of the sun-rays, and the smouldering heat that emanates from the body of your lover, who rests soundly at your side. 

You gently shift, rolling over to look at the Zabrak man that sleeps beside you. Your sight is hazy at first, what with the combination of your tired eyes and the pure brightness of the daylight - but you blink it all away to greedily drink in the sight of your beloved.

Lord Maul lies still on his back, the only movement he makes is the steady rise and fall of his chest. His lower half is covered by the bed sheet, and one of his hands rests on the decorated skin of his sternum. His head is tilted slightly to the side, and so the majority of his features are angled away from you. But you can see that his lips are slightly parted, that his face is relaxed as he rests: unfurrowed by his usual grimaces or scowls. His horns are sunken into the soft flesh of the pillow beneath his head, the material of which is now slightly frayed by small rips and tears. It is a consistent event, his sharp horns damaging whatever softness cushions his sleeping head. Your thighs are littered in fond bruises and cuts for the same reason.

Stars. He is magnificent. 

As you admire him, you breathe in deeply and stretch out your arms, practising care so as not to disturb him with your movements. You inhale the fresh perfume of the breeze, a crisp and minty scent. It mingles with the musky spice of his own fragrance, the mixing of the two working oddly well together, the balmy combination rich and addictive. You naturally move closer to him, magnetised to his brilliance, but your weight shifting on the mattress causes him to stir.

He awakens. As he slowly opens his eyes, you see him squinting under the glare of the luminous, unrefined light. You feel a sweet tightness in your chest, your fondness for him thoroughly stoked by witnessing such an innocent and mild expression on that severe face.

He turns his head to look upon you, and you welcome him into the day with a cheerful grin. He blinks his bright amber eyes as he really sees you, naked and beaming at him in the sunshine. It is an image so perfect, the scene such an unusuality to the darkness of his life, that he wonders if he is still dreaming. But he soon understands that this room and this light is true, that you are real, and the corner of his mouth tugs into a smile of his own. He extends his hand towards you, catching your upper arm with his strong fingers. He pulls you into him, granting your lips his lethargic, morning kiss.

The palm of one of his hands holds your cheek, the other is warm at the skin of your waist. You loom above him, your fingers finding and grazing across the extent of his chest tattoos as you kiss him back. You soon lower yourself down, his arms cradling you delicately when you twist around and curl up against him.

Maul croaks a mild, throaty groan when he slinks his strong arms around you, scooping you into him as close as you can get. His hard body engulfs yours effortlessly, his hot chest blazing at your back. He plants a languid kiss at the base of your head with a lazy grunt, and then you feel his soft lips trailing down to your upper back, across the breadth of your shoulders. He burrows his face into the crook of your neck, his hot breath sending a heady shudder deep within you. 

You briefly consider the day ahead and think, what better way to begin than here? Your bodies entangled together, both relishing in the embrace of one another beneath the glorious glow of the morning’s first light.

He purrs behind you in agreement, sensing your thoughts. 

The rest of the morning is spent in this way, safely nestled in his arms. What myriad of tasks the both of you must face are delayed for the beauty of this comfort. You are granted the peace of his delicate kiss over and over, the bliss of his red, ink-stained fingers grazing across your skin. 

And it is the most wonderful morning of your life.

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[goodgodwhysposts]

Hi:)

first of all i wanted to say that i really love all of your writing and i can't wait for the next update in the lawyer fic! honestly the updates are kinda the highlight of my week (kinda sad ngl that fanfic updates are the highlight of my week, even when their really good). anyway i thought of some prompts for you/one shots anyway so feel free to alter them/pick and choose or not do any at all so no pressure

1. ok so this one takes place after the gaea war and i thought it would be cool for percy and annabeth to like talk straight forward about the whole "i love you" stuff because even though they said it to each other before it was all at like different times and they were caught up in the war so i thought it would be cool for them to forward address that. anyway so i imagined like there was a campfire and after they say gn to each other butttt then annabeth comes to percy's cabin and they talk about it and maybe some ✨stuff✨ happens after that

2. ok so this one also takes place after the gaea war and i just thought it be cute if like percy and annabeth swam in the lake together after everyone has gone to bed but idk cause that could turn smutty and idk if your up for writing something like that now

3. ok this one is completely innocent--so once percy and annabeth get to new rome and are all settled in i thought it would just be cute if they like went on a walk or percy showed annabeth the whole fountain street he talked about in MoA and then the day ended w percy's head in annabeth lap in a park while annabeth is reading and they are just being adorable little cuties together

anway so that's it and again feel free to do any or none at all and also alter them if ya want :)

hi! sorry for the wait, thank you for all the prompts. I decided to mix two of your ideas together: percabeth settling into new rome, and a conversation about consent. this ended up being much longer than planned.

also, i literally could not remember how new rome was described in the books and i was too lazy to re-read SoN or MoA, so let's just pretend this is accurate.

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Annabeth grunted, the sharp edge of the bedside table digging into her stomach as she reached down to plug in the lamp. She fumbled with the outlet, bent over, just barely succeeding in slipping the two prongs into place and watching the light flicker on.

“Now this is a fantastic view,” Percy said behind her.

She pushed herself up and turned to look at him where he stood in the doorway, carrying the last cardboard box from the van. 

She raised an eyebrow, “my sweatpants are doing it for you?”

He set down the box on her new bed and nodded, “definitely. In fact I think I should take you and those sexy sweatpants on a nice tour of the city.”

Her grin fell away, “right now?”

“Yeah, why not?” he shrugged, wiping the sweat off his forehead and running his fingers through his damp hair. She hated that he looked so good despite the heat, when she was standing there looking like a gross, sticky mess.

“We’ve been unpacking all morning.”

He smirked, “you’re tired? What happened to the girl who could beat me in a race.”

She picked up a towel that was sitting on the desk chair next to her and threw it at his face, “I can still beat you in a race, Seaweed Brain.”

He snatched the towel before it could fall to the ground, chuckling, “okay that’s true, but I still think we should take a walk around.”

“Or…” she replied, stretching out her sore back, “we could stay here and watch a movie.”

“But everyone’s gonna be moving into the dorms tomorrow and it’s gonna be super hectic, so we should go now.”

“But,” she repeated, “we could cuddle here.”

“Don’t try to bribe me with cuddles,” he stepped forward and placed his hands on her shoulders, “I’ve been wanting to take you on a tour of New Rome ever since I stepped foot in this place,” he said more quietly.

She chewed on her lip, her cheeks heating slightly. She remembered Percy telling her about his vision for them when they were down in Tartarus, that he wanted to go to college together and plant roots somewhere permanent. The reminder that Percy saw a real future with her, and had been imagining building a life together for so long, made her love him even more. It made her want him even more.

“I know,” she replied shyly.

He knocked his forehead against hers, sweaty skin pressed to sweaty skin, “so, come on a tour with me, Wise Girl.”

She sighed, “okay.”

After getting changed into more appropriate clothing, with fewer stains on them, they made their way down to the street. Her excitement began to build as they walked through the plaza hand in hand, passing giant statues and large domed houses. Even with her mixed feelings about New Rome, due to the whole kidnapped boyfriend situation, Annabeth had always thought it was absolutely beautiful. Despite a few niggling trepidations, the idea of living in the city had grown on her exponentially and she found herself cautiously optimistic about this next step of her life. And the fact that she got to do it with Percy by her side made it that much sweeter.

She could see why he liked it here. There were little shops with fresh fruit out front, grand gardens running between the cobblestone streets, and quaint cafes like the one where she and Reyna had picked up hot chocolate during Annabeth’s first visit. People of all ages milled about, not nearly as busy as it was sure to be during the school year, but the lively atmosphere and quiet chatter was nice, nonetheless. She could get used to this.

“So, this is the cool library,” he told her, breaking her out of her thoughts, “I’m sure we’ll be spending lots of time here.”

Her gaze followed his finger, and she let out a quiet gasp at the building standing tall before her. It was old and ornate with marbled columns and figures of the gods carved into the stones, carefully crafted by the finest sculptors. It reminded her of the Bibliotheca Ulpia, with the sloped roof and raised portico.

She looked over at Percy, “we? I’ve never known you to willingly spend time at the library.”

He grinned, “well no, but I’m guessing you’ll be here a lot, and I’ll be wherever you are,” he said simply. 

She bit the inside of her cheek and squeezed his hand tighter, “maybe you’ll actually form some good studying habits then.”

He shook his head, “no, I think I’ll just have you do my homework for me.” 

She scoffed, “I think you’ve got the wrong girlfriend.”

He stopped and widened his eyes comically, “wait, you’re not Rachel?”

She punched his shoulder, “shut the fuck up.”

He laughed and pulled her under his arm, “it’s cool though, right?” he asked, staring up at the library.

“It’s amazing,” she confirmed.

His grin widened and he nodded, “yeah, I think it’s closed today, but we can do a walk through tomorrow,” he promised.

“I’d love that.”

He kissed her curls and grabbed her hand once more, tugging her along, “look at those buildings over there. Kinda looks like a mini palace.”

It looked like a model of the Domus Flavia, one of the most famous ancient Roman palaces of the first century. It was much smaller than the real thing, but still very impressive. It had the same thick walls that the Flavian Palace was known for, made of strong, Phrygian marble. Each unique structure formed a rectangle, likely with a peristyle courtyard at the center. She’d have to take a tour through there as well.

“It is a mini palace,” she confirmed. “They did an amazing job replicating everything. It looks so similar to how it was described in the books.”

“It’s got those column things,” Percy snapped his fingers, trying to recall the name, “the thing at the top, a- a frieze!”

A proud smile spread across her lips, “yeah, it does.”

He smirked, “see, I know things.”

“I’m very impressed,” she told him.

“This is why I wanted to bring you here,” he said, turning to look at her, “there’s so many details to look at, and all this cool architecture and stuff.” He dug his toe into the cobblestone, “everyone just looks happy and peaceful, no one has to worry about monsters or quests, they just live their lives.”

“Yeah.”

He stared at her, “that’s what I want.”

“Me too.”

“So, do you think you’ll like it here?” he wondered, and she thought she detected a hint of anxiety in his voice. “Do you think you can see yourself living here for the next few years?”

“Yeah, I can,” she said, truthfully. She tugged on his arm to pull him closer and looked up at him, “I promise I really, really like it here.”

He let out a breath she hadn’t realized he was holding until now, “good, cause I think we’re gonna love it,” he decided, “although I am gonna miss New York.”

She hummed, “me too, but we’ll go back eventually.”

“Yeah,” he agreed, “can’t live without mom’s cookies for too long.”

She snorted, “you can just say you miss her.”

He nudged her with his shoulder, “let me pretend.”

“Everyone already knows.”

“You better not tell her I cried before we even pulled out of the parking lot,” he warned.

She grinned, “I make no such promises.”

“You’re a bully,” he accused, pinching her side.

She leaned away from him and ran ahead out of reach, laughing as he chased after her. When he caught up, he grabbed her by the waist and wrapped his arms around her, dropping his chin on her head, a laugh rumbling through his chest. She melted into him and they gazed across the city, bodies melded together.

“I wanna show you one last thing,” he told her.

“Okay,” she whispered, “but you’re gonna carry me.”

She felt him smile against her hair, “lazy,” he teased, but didn’t question her beyond that, simply stepping in front of her and leaning down so that she could hop up on his back.

She curled her arms around her neck and hooked her feet together at his waist, allowing him to take her to this last, mysterious location. She watched people in their own little worlds as they went, basking in the warmth that was pressed against her chest, and the soft breeze ruffling through her loose curls. Percy didn’t stop walking until they came upon a small park, with impossibly green grass and a beautiful fountain at the center of it.

Percy set her down gently and wrung his hands, “I found this place when I was here the first time,” he told her, “back then, I didn’t remember anyone or anything, but I did remember you, and I thought about us, being here together and it helped get me through it,” he swallowed, “so I thought we could make this our spot, or something. We could come study on the grass, or we could bring a picnic and have a date,” he shrugged.

Gods she loved him so much it hurt. She wanted everything with him, every part of him, the good, the bad and all the sweetness in between.

She grabbed his face in her hands and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, “I think this is a great spot for us,” she mumbled.

“Good,” he smiled against her mouth, “I love you.”

“Love you too.”

He gave her another peck before leaning back, still keeping his arms around her waist loosely, “I should’ve brought some food and a blanket, we could’ve had our first date right here.”

“That would’ve been fun,” she agreed.

“We could still get some cuddling in,” he suggested, his thumb brushing her side between her jeans and her shirt, making goosebumps spread across her skin.

She glanced down at the slightly damp grass and chewed her lip. Percy sensed her hesitation and peeled off his sweater, the shirt he was wearing beneath lifting with it to give her a beautiful view of his defined stomach.

He set it down on the ground and patted it, “here sit, now you won’t get dirty.”

She laughed and carefully plopped on the sweater, crossing her legs as Percy laid down, stretching out so that he could rest his head in her lap. She leaned her back against the fountain wall and threaded her fingers in his hair. Percy closed his eyes as she scratched his scalp gently, and they fell silent, simply enjoying each other's presence.

It was strange being here, almost like camp but with so much more freedom. They really could do anything they wanted, no chores or schedule directing the course of their day, no parents or centaurs telling them what to do. No more rules that restricted them from being in a room together, either.

They could sleep in the same bed without having to sneak around and they could makeout without worrying about Paul walking in on them. Actually, they could do a lot more than makeout.

And she wanted to, of course she did. When she said she wanted all of him, every part, she really meant that. She’d been wanting to take the next step in their relationship for a long time now. 

When they first started dating, they were a little too young, too new as a couple and far too awkward around each other to think about anything that intimate. She and Percy blushed just holding hands the first week of dating so sex was definitely not something on either of their radars at the time. 

Then he’d been kidnapped and her feelings had become painfully intense and she’d realized just how much she needed him, realized how much she wanted him. Unfortunately, even after reuniting, they had the end of the world to contend with so taking that leap was still far from their minds. 

After going through hell together and coming out the other side, they needed to heal. They slept in the same bed every night and they were always touching each other in some capacity, but they hadn’t been in a place to think about being together like that.

But they’d gotten better, they’d dealt with their trauma, and she was so ready for it. She was almost 18 years old and they’d been together for over a year and she wanted him. 

They’d gotten close a few times, grinding hips and wandering hands. She’d even taken her shirt off once or twice, throwing her head back as Percy kissed all over her chest and traced his nose along the seam of her bra. But something always seemed to inevitably get in the way, a knock on the door, or a badly timed phone call from her cousin, they just couldn’t find the right moment.

But for the first time in a long time, they were alone, with no big responsibilities weighing on them, and they had an empty dorm and an empty bed just down the street waiting for them.

The prospect of it alone made her heart beat faster in her chest, and she felt this tightness building in her gut which really didn’t match the otherwise peaceful atmosphere.

“Perce,” she whispered.

“Hmm,” he acknowledged.

She tugged on a piece of his hair so that he would open his eyes. She could feel her cheeks starting to heat up, but she willed herself to say what needed to be said. 

As smart as he was, Percy could be clueless at times and no matter how many hints she dropped, he still didn’t do anything unless he was a hundred percent sure she wanted him to.

He always followed her lead, letting her be the one to dictate when she was ready for more. She knew that he would wait for her forever if that’s what she wanted, and she loved him for that, but that’s not what she wanted, she didn’t want to waste another second.

She brushed a curl off his forehead, “so we have our dorms to ourselves…”

He nodded, “yeah, it’ll be nice.”

“No Chiron or Sally around to interrupt us,” she continued, trying to lead him towards the point.

“Finally some privacy,” he agreed, but still not seeming to understand what she was trying to say.

“Do-” she bit her lip, “do you want to take advantage of that privacy?”

“Sure, what did you have in mind?”

She rolled her eyes and huffed. This is what she meant by clueless.

“Sex, Percy. Do you want to have sex tonight?”

His head was out of her lap in an instant, sitting up to face her with wide eyes.

“What? Seriously?”

She bit back a nervous smile, “yeah, seriously.”

He blinked, “okay,” he swallowed, “um, what brought this on?”

She shrugged, “I don’t know. We finally have some freedom and I feel like we’ve been getting close to that point, right?” When he nodded she continued, looking down at the grass as she spoke, “and I want to, I’m ready.”

His hand slid onto her thigh, “me too, I’m- me too, I’m ready too.”

She blew out a breath, letting a small grin spread across her face, “so do you want to? Tonight?”

Percy smiled to match her, the same nervous excitement reflected in his features, “yeah, I want to.”

“Good.”

Percy ripped out a piece of grass, “should we- uh, talk about it?”

She cocked her head, “talk about what?”

“You know,” he began, “we should probably talk about what you like, what you don’t like, when you want me to do something or stop doing something.”

She chewed on her thumbnail, “you’ve always known what I like without any problems before.”

Percy’s cheeks turned a little pink and he tried to smother a proud smirk, “okay, but this is different. We’ve really only made out in the past, this is a big step.”

“Yeah.”

He shifted closer, their knees pressing together, “so tell what you like, Wise Girl.”

“I don’t know what I like,” she giggled nervously, “I have the same amount of experience as you. We were each other’s first kiss, first everything.”

“Well,” his hand slipped higher on her thigh, “what about when you think about it- about us together? What do you picture?”

She rubbed the back of her neck, staring at his fingers which were wrapped gently around her leg, “I don’t really know, I- guess like I usually picture you, um, on top and I’m on my back. At least, like, for the first time.”

He nodded, “okay, I’m good with that, we can start there. What else?”

She didn’t think her face had ever felt this hot in her life and she couldn’t understand how he seemed to be getting through this so calmly.

“I- I like when you kissed my chest,” she whispered. “I like when you kiss me anywhere.”

“I like kissing you too,” he said. “What about when you touch yourself?

The tips of her ears started to burn, “what about it?”

“Where do you start? What do you like?”

“I- uh, I…” she stuttered.

“Come on babe,” he coaxed gently, “if we can’t talk about this kind of stuff, then we’re probably not ready to be actually doing it. Nothing you say will phase me, okay?”

She inhaled slowly, her gaze flickering up to his, “I usually like to start slow, like, trailing my fingers over my body and stuff.” She exhaled shakily, “and then I go down my stomach and I- I sorta go around the, my-” she huffed, “you know what I’m trying to say. I go around and brush it or flick softly and then when I’m worked up, I- I put direct pressure on it and sometimes I’ll slip a finger inside,” she dropped her head into her hands, unable to look at him any longer.

He squeezed her thigh to show he understood, groaning a little, “okay, that visual is going to be stuck in my head for the rest of my life. Are you okay if I start with that tonight? If I do that before we move on to the other stuff?”

She nodded mutely in assent.

“Is-” he cleared his throat, “is it okay if I use my mouth too?”

Her breath stuttered in her chest but she managed another nod, “yeah, I think I would like that.”

“Good,” he grinned. “What about things that are off limits? Is there anything that you know for sure you don’t want?”

“I guess,” she thought for a moment, “I mean it’s hard to say what I don’t like cause I’ve never tried it, but for now I don’t want to do anything too extreme, you know? I want to take it slow, and work up to it. So just don’t like, hit me or spit on my face or something.”

Percy scoffed in surprise, “I can promise you I won’t be doing that. But,” he took her chin and lifted her gaze to his, “I want you to know that you can change your mind at any time, okay? I won’t be mad if you don’t feel ready, or if it isn’t comfortable, or if I do something you don’t like. Please tell me.”

She pulled her lip between her teeth, “I promise, I’ll tell you,” she smoothed a hand down his face, “you promise to tell me? I want you to enjoy it too.”

He nodded, “I promise.”

She smiled, anticipation starting to return, the tightness inside her building to a breaking point.

“How much longer do you wanna stay down here?” she asked suddenly.

“Why?”

She pushed herself off the ground, grabbing his sweater, “because talking about this has kinda gotten me excited, and I’d really like to go try some of those things we talked about.”

Percy stood quickly, “yes, let’s go do that immediately.”

She laughed, “only if you carry me.”

He didn’t hesitate for a second to bend over in front of her, “let’s go.”

She hopped on his back and together they raced towards her dorm, the future looking bright.

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Special Project Masterlists.

Christmas Special: Secret Santa 2020.

(∩^o^)⊃━☆  Come, sit by the fire and enjoy these cozy, handcrafted fics that we have fashioned with love for each other.

Valentine Special: Dishonest Love 2021

(∩^o^)⊃━☆ February; typically termed as the month of hearts and fluff. However, because we are cool and rebellious we went ahead and tweaked the cliché *winks* have fun bubs and babes x

Summer Fic Exchange 2021

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Monthly Project Masterlists. 

Monthly Project August 2020: A Long Hot Summer.

(∩^o^)⊃━☆ We focused on all the sensations of summer: Sight, smell, sound, taste and touch. Our members have written original works centered around one member that incorporates the sense of their choice and has a connection to summer. 

Monthly Project September 2020: Hybrid Month.  

(∩^o^)⊃━☆  Good Ol’ Hybrid AU. Whether you are looking to read a fic about Bunny Kook or Kitty-Catty Yoongi, we’ve got your back!

Monthly Project October 2020: Monster Month. 

(∩^o^)⊃━☆   Want something spooky? supernatural? Halloween-y? Well, we have you covered 👻

Monthly Project November & December 2020: Magic & Holiday Months.

(∩^o^)⊃━☆  November falls in between Christmas and Halloween and often feels less magical. But! Fear not! Our members are here to fix that!! *empties a bag full of pixie dust* ✨

(∩^o^)⊃━☆   December? Holidays? Yes.

Monthly Project January 2021: New Beginnings. 

(∩^o^)⊃━☆ I think we all could use a little bit of a fresh start after last year and our members are here to provide just that 😉

Monthly Project March 2021: Adventure. 

(∩^o^)⊃━☆  What’s life without a little spice and adventure in the mix? boring. Luckily our members are angels who are here to help deal with that boredom ^_^

Monthly Project April 2021: Bloom.

(∩^o^)⊃━☆  Pollen in the air, shimmery gold skies, everything about spring has one revitalized.

Monthly Project May 2021: Tiny Tan.

(∩^o^)⊃━☆  Tiny Tan is one of the cutest and most incredible parts of the BTS universe and we are so happy we could have these lovable characters as one of our monthly prompts.

Monthly Project June 2021: Pride Month.

(∩^o^)⊃━☆  Celebrate, be loud, be happy, have pride!

Monthly Project July 2021: ( ? ) to Lovers.

(∩^o^)⊃━☆  Strangers to Lovers, Bestfriends to Lovers, or better yet Enemies to Lovers! Who doesn’t love at least one of these clichés? Warm your hands and get under your cozy sheets because July’s prompt is ( ? ) to Lovers 💕

Monthly Project August 2021: End of Summer.

(∩^o^)⊃━☆  Glistening back beneath the sun, August slipped away into a moment in time 🌤

Monthly Project September 2021: Namkook Month.

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2021 Art Summary

The time old tradition continues. I’ll be honest; this year was rough. Like, I scraped the bottom of the barrel for most of these months. Very little art was accomplished (or, at least, completed), and I had felt pretty bad about that the last couple months. But, as it turns out, I wasn’t alone in that. Every other artist I’ve seen has said they’ve been in the exact same boat. So I’m glad now that I could do what I could this year. And now, as always, I’ll share my journey through this year with you!

normally i don’t hide these under a readmore but this one kinda got away from me and i wanted to spare your and my dashboards this time

HEY SO remember when i said i would work on my TOME Fan Animations every day all year? hahaha Yeah That Didn’t Happen I spent like ten days out of the month tops, and in that time I really only worked a little bit on storyboards and got almost all of my character’s talksprites redone. And I do like them! But yeah. I honestly don’t even know what will become of that project, if anything, at this point.

In addition to that, I participated yet again in Gotta Draw ‘Em All on deviantArt with Grookey as my muse. What a lil cutie. Sadly, this was the final event for that group, but I’m glad I was there to contribute to it.

I also continued my TOME server’s art challenge tradition of making a TOMERPG character from scratch, and Zeitgeist was born. I just think it’s got a cool design :>

Also! New thing I’m doing for this summary: some WIPs! because I did a lot of them and I’m upset that I didn’t ever get to finish them! So to kick it off here’s one that began in January and was last updated in June: a “six fanarts” part three exclusively for cute girls

okay let’s continue

i’ll tell you right now that this year is comprised of a lot of sketches because digital art was too hard or too time- or energy-consuming, so i tried to make them look really nice this time

This was the height of my Genshin fever, and the only prescription was playing it more and finally attempting to draw and write some stuff with it. Razor was the first actual character I drew, mainly cuz I love him lots, but also cuz I thought his design would lend well to my style. I also made myself a Genshin sona, as well as ones for Michael and Val (not shown cuz i couldn’t get a design figured out for Val at all): Raven (me) is a Hydro sword user, Michael is an Anemo bow user, and Val is a Pyro claymore user. Wanted to try my hand at making my own Genshin-esque designs after having lots of opinions on the actual characters and doing a bunch of edits on some of them.

My Pokemon 25th anniversary pic was late, so it goes in here. I had such a fun time emulating Sugimori’s modern art style... even if it took forever to do.

Also Astra (my nb genshin traveler) got a redesign and I still haven’t made a proper ref for it. But they do look a lot cooler. I drew them at work :>

I wanted to draw more genshin, so I asked for genshin to draw, and I attempted only one. but Venti was a good one. Got into Montero (Call Me By Your Name) too much and got Val vibes, and also watched Queer ✨ too much and loved the bisexual lighting in the third act too much, so. yeah. mix em together and that’s what i got And in a twist of fate, Tales of Lostclan re-entered my brain space because The Creator Found My Post and contacted me about it and we started chatting and it was great so I drew a Pepperpaw gijinka and named him Aiden.

Another WIP I wanted to share was my sketch for another TOME server art challenge, with Zetto in the Zero Escape universe. I really liked the prompt but again, digitization was my enemy this year.

moving on!

These are literally the only two things that happened this month. And they were both pretty late in. Drawing Diluc is easy to explain; I love him and wanted to try and draw him. The other one is much more interesting.

My friend @mew-cake​ started reading To Your Eternity (which later on in the year became an anime), and I enjoyed the bits and pieces she liveblogged. She posted something along the lines of “i wish i could write a story like this” and i was like Hell Yes let’s do it together. So we got to work, making a story I tentatively call Spirit of the Earth about an angel wanting to learn what life on Earth is like so it lives first as a tree, then a bird, then a cat, and then a variety of different humans. My recent fascination with philosophy and the themes Cake found within To Your Eternity inspired us to think on lots of aspects of life and love and hurt, and it was kinda beautiful. We should revisit it sometime.

i lied kind of, i really wanted to get this picture of Xiao done too. but i did not. here is the sketch tho

and even though we were working on one original story, at the very end of the month, there was another idea coming together...

SURPRISE, IT’S A DIFFERENT ORIGINAL STORY. It’s okay, we didn’t expect this either, but it happened anyway.

Cake had been saying that it would be cool for the two of us to be cast as anime rivals, and I was like yeah that would be cool. And then I had the most massive shower thought on that and it spiraled into this story premise. As much as I would love to completely gush about this new story, I wanna still keep most of it under wraps, so I’ll give a basic rundown. The two main characters, the “anime rivals” as they were initially, are Roxy (red/sketch) and Lalun (blue/full color), who have the powers of the Sun and the Moon respectively. In a world full of alchemical magic where many people control elements based on the solar system, Roxy and Lalun are two special cases and they’re being forced to fulfill a cosmic destiny for reasons largely unknown to them. Other characters here include: Alex (purple/sketch) who has the powers of Venus, which in this world corresponds with electricity; and Oliver (green/full color) who has the powers of Saturn, which are oriented with gravity control and telekinesis. These kids all go to school together and get into horrible situations against their will (and even at their will, sometimes). So all in all, it’s a time :3

One day we’ll show off all of our art for this, but for now, I’ll just give ya all the good stuff I did.

ALSO. WIP TIME BECAUSE I AM SO UPSET I NEVER REMEMBERED TO FINISH THIS. I liveblogged about SK8 The Infinity around this time too, and I loved it, and I drew parallels between the two main characters of that show with my two main OCs from The Dark Side: War on Destiny. So I drew Reki and Kyle together being cool bros

okay anyway

My Genshin brainrot has started to fade around now and it’d been replaced with Cosmic Legacy brainrot instead. I just... we loved these kids so much, man. So much cool stuff. Lots of funny filler. A whole bunch of suffering. Y’know. The usual.

I’ll just say it now too that most of August just had a few more Cosmic sketches. Not very much was happening with me creatively, and things were starting to grind me down. And, well... eventually things took a turn, and...

UH WHOOPS I GOT A GIRLFRIEND AND HER NAME IS STACEY AKA @wolf-of-hearts-den​?????

Yeah, that also happened very suddenly. And we both had a lot of feelings to work out. It was a lot, and we couldn’t handle it very well - Stacey especially... considering the fact she had Two Partners now n all... but it all worked out. And all in all, it was an awesome moment, and a great turning point for me.

WIP time helps break up this part of the summary and i’m also pissed i couldn’t get this done in time because it was actually a timely piece. i started to do a 10  year anniversary redraw i’d been planning for Years and chickened out when it came to doing the background. so have this comparison with my Animal Jam OC Ferret for now

okay back to girlfriend um

this was honestly really tough to make hkjbbjlk Since our relationship started pretty late into the last month, our feelings spilled out more into the month after. And Boy Howdy, were there feelings. If I can be a little transparent, being able to freely express sexual feelings and thoughts with someone you trust is literally one of the most wonderful things. It’s just one more thing I don’t have to completely hide, and it feels awesome to be able to tell someone. And to have someone think of you and want you in that way? Absolutely insane. It still boggles my mind that someone can love me the way Stacey does. Honestly incredible.

also it’s not like i didn’t make any non-horny art during that time. they were just the only things i put effort into jklhjkl MOTIVATION HITS WHEN IT HITS, Y’ALL

this isn’t a WIP but it is more cosmic art i can share

ok back to the program. god the art summary is off the rails this year

Among some more girlfriend-related material, Stacey and Cake and I also had an aggie.io session where I drew some of my OCs poorly. Featured here are Sierra from Legends: Children of the Dragons, Mamoru from Cat Devil, and Val... from my brain. He’s just cool.

there was actually very little else than this, and that continued into...

Yeah, barely anything happened this month. The RW ref is only half-finished, and I had meant to get that done in August. But I gave it to someone to actually use as reference here, so it counts, okay?

Here we have an actually decent picture of another Cosmic Legacy character named Mercutio, who’s the not-so-good guy. But he does good things for people. He’s a good father... right?

and then Stacey came up with a game in a dream called Everbound and I had to make at least a mock-up title screen for it. Thank you for getting me to make an art to fill the screen up, babe

Thank God I got the inspiration to finally do that TWEWY self-insert pic only a few days ago, or else this would have been very empty. Additionally we have A Cool Character That Shall Not Be Explained on the right, whom I have added mainly because they are very cool and a piece of art that I completed in this month that I am proud of, as well as another Cool Character that I would be happy to explain about. So Stacey had recently been coming up with their own original story universe thing that’s essentially a radioactive wasteland full of animal mutants and hybrids. It’s mostly an excuse to make rad furry character designs, and I was all in on all of it, so I wanted to try and join in, so I made Calista! She’s a housecat/jellyfish hybrid with the ability to poison and shock people cuz that’s what jellyfish do. Haven’t done much with her, but she was a fun little character design challenge to do if nothing else :>

ANYWAY yeah this year sucked art-wise, but it was a good time regardless. I got a steady full-time job, I got car-driving abilities, and most importantly I have a lovely partner and wonderful friends to keep me sane and feel loved. No matter what happens in this year to come, all I know is I’ll make the most of it, and still find some things to make me happy.

...and maybe i’ll finally get some of those WIPs done OK BYE

[kunoichihatake]

Cooling Down (Sasuke x reader)

Prompt: “Snocone with Sasuke x reader” for my 100 followers celebration (@crazii-chibi)

Pairing: Sasuke Uchiha x gender neutral reader

Words: 516

Warnings: none

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It was a hot day outside, and you and Sasuke’s pace walking through the theme park had slowed dramatically, to the point where you were both nearly dragging your feet to the next ride. We need water, you thought. Or something cold. We still have more roller coasters to ride before the day’s over! You had nearly made it to the next ride when you spotted a snow cone truck, an oasis in the desert. Your eyes lit up, and you tugged at Sasuke’s arm.

“Sasuke! Let’s go get snow cones!” He looked at you, confused.

“Snow cones? What are those?” You gaped at him.

“Were you raised under a rock?” He continued to stare blankly, and you shook your head. “Come on, I’ll show you.” You grabbed his hand and all but dragged him over to the snow cone truck, filled with a second wave of energy at the thought of the cold, tasty treat. You stopped in front of the truck and pointed to the sign. “You get a cup of shaved ice and then you can pour whatever flavors you want on it,” you said, gesturing to the flavor spouts on the side of the truck. “It’s really good.” Sasuke raised his eyebrows at you, unimpressed.

“So it’s a cup of ice with syrup on it? Sounds delicious,” he deadpanned, and you gave him a disapproving look.

“Just try it, okay? Come on, I’ll pay.” He obliged at that, and you ordered two snow cones, handing one to him. You got a mixture of three different flavors in your cup, mixing the colors around and watching them blend, while Sasuke only poured a small amount of the cherry syrup on his.

“Just one flavor? Lame,” you said, and he rolled his eyes.

“Whatever. Yours looks like someone murdered a unicorn on it.” He was right -- you almost had more syrup than shaved ice, and the bright colors had melted together to make an almost unappetizing brownish-red.

“But it’s delicious,” you said, scooping a bite with your spoon. Sasuke followed your lead, and you closed your eyes, savoring the sweet ice melting on your tongue. You opened them after the first bite had dissolved and looked at him. “How is it?”

“Tastes like cherry syrup and shaved ice,” he said, stabbing it with his spoon a couple of times before taking another bite. “But it’s not bad, I guess.” You beamed.

“See, I told you you’d like it!” You said. He shrugged.

“It’s just really hot out here,” he mumbled, taking another bite and you smiled.

“Hush, I know you’re enjoying it. Come on, let’s go sit in the shade,” you said, and the two of you found a comfy spot to sit under a tree and finish your snow cones. When Sasuke asked to go on the next ride, you laughed at seeing his tongue, which had turned bright red, and stuck yours out to compare. He said it still looked like a dead unicorn, but laughed along with you, and even agreed that snow cones weren’t a bad way to cool down.

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