#aaaaa i'm so inspired by this event

[marigarb]

@spnluciferweek Day 1: “Worship”

[wordsbymae]

MINORS DNI

Title: The Viking

Pairing: Male OC x reader

TW: Violence, murder, generally bad things, implied non/con, no explicit smut but heavy Non/con groping!!, discussion of sexual slavery, mention of cannibalism, Christian elements but it is because I am and I am less afraid of stuffing up Christian stuff than other religions. If you are uncomfortable with any of that move on This man is not nice. Pet names: little mutt, little one and little lamb. Let me know if I missed anything let me know

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Also, I tried to do Gn but as I am a woman, I automatically write with a female reader in mind. But!!!!! I have tried my very best to not mention gender. If something doesn't work please tell me. Reader discretion is advised! Also, I hope I don't need to say this but I will just in case, I do not condone these sorts of actions!!! Or any actions in any of my work. This is pure fiction. Also, all my OCs and the reader are over the age of 18+. and I'm not gonna add google translate because that takes forever and you guys won't even be able to read it so he conveniently speaks the same language as the reader.

Notes: Aaaaa! I have 21 followers! You guys are absolutely amazing! I never thought anyone would want to read my stuff let alone like and reblog. This doesn't take place in any place in particular, if anything I heavily rely on the climate of my home. I was though heavily influenced by Vikings and their nordic culture of that time, however, I had originally planned to make the oc a barbarian of sorts and not a Viking. But my inspiration dive into Pinterest left me with Vikings so here we are. I might write a nomadic barbarian fic later on cause I do see them as quite different in my mind but it depends where this goes, I usually write the notes and triggers before I start writing as a way of planning my thoughts so it might change halfway through.

Also the climatic event in the beginning, in my mind, is the cause of a volcanic eruption somewhere on earth, there was a year of just constant winter due to a massive eruption a few centuries ago and I wanted to include that and showcase how superstitious the people of this time were, seeing the winter as a foreshadowing of terror. And hell they were right.

Lots of love Mae xx

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It was far too early in the season for the cold winds to be here. Your father pretended to not be frightened but you could see it in his eyes. There was a fear lingering. You could hear your parents whispering in worry when they thought you were asleep. You could hear your mother sob as they discussed what it could mean. Your homeland was one of sun and thunder, but never frost, never snow. Yet, a chill had descended onto your lands. A frost had spread across the summer grass. Your bare feet crunched upon what should have been dried pasture, instead, they were chilled by a wicked frost. The sun that you would curse for its harsh warmth was now hidden behind constant grey clouds and you begged for it to return. The floods and storms you ragged against never came. No seasonal thunderstorms after the humidity of the day. There was just darkness. Travellers and merchants from far-off lands, journeying to the capital came through your village, speaking of the darkness that had spread. It seemed like no kingdom or empire was safe. The frost and darkness had come for all.

The first omen of their arrival was the frost itself. It seeped into everything and made the ground as solid as rock, the summer pastures shrivelled up and left nothing but dirt behind.

The second omen was the famine. The harvest failed and the livestock starved. Your father was forced to sell the heifers and cows and slaughter all calves and steers to provide for your family. Still, it wasn't enough. You heard gruesome tales of far-off villages butchering each other for scraps of meat from their bones. Your village was lucky, the sea still provided as much as it could.

The third omen was the dragons. Firey images in the night sky, leaving streaks of light hanging in the air. As soon as they appeared men cried out and women fell to their knees. It was a sign of a terror to come.

The final omen was a raven.

The skies had begun to clear and the winter rains had soothed the harsh scars left behind. Crops had been sown and the frost retreated in the face of the reappeared sun. You had all thought that the struggles of the last few months were over. Your father had been able to buy a cow with calf last week with money you made weaving baskets. She was a skinny thing even with the calf in her belly, but with the winter rain healing the land, you could see her regaining strength.

You had thought it was a crow when you first saw it. It did seem to be a bit bigger than the crows that waited patiently for your fish scraps by the pier. But you had never seen a raven before, so why think anything of it. It had flown in from the sea, flew over the village before fixing its gaze on your mother's garden. Your mother prized her garden, especially her roses, and had cried bitter tears when the frost killed the flowers, leaving thorny masses behind, but they had begun to regrow, leaving your families house surrounded by a beautiful arrangement of daisies and violas, butterfly pea flowers and lilacs. You had your favourites of course. In fact, you were picking them right now, happy to make a bouquet for your ancestors' burial place. As you were sitting and deciding which flowers to choose, the raven landed beside you, you watch in amazement as it plucked a flower from your hand and rose into the air and back towards the sea. Standing up with a giggle you chased after it in play until you reached your property's fence. You watched until it was nothing but a black dot in a sky of blue. If you had known what it had foreshadowed you would have wrung its neck.

They themselves came in the night.

They landed on the beaches and in silence drifted into town. Axes drawn and blood-hungry. The first death was the blacksmith. He was stumbling from the inn, stomach filled with ale. He saw them first, and let out a cry of warning, but it did not save him from a dagger sliding across his throat. The killer let out a howl. His comrades followed. The screams began.

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You had lost sight of your mother in the smoke of the burning village. Fire ragged towards the heavens. The smell of charcoal and blood ravaged your senses. The yelling and screaming were just a constant now. Like how a bird song drifts into the background. You stood immobile calling for your mother, begging her to reveal herself. Out of habit, you called for your father, but you were harshly reminded that dead men can't answer. You watched as the savages ripped men to the ground and let blood flow. They hadn't noticed you yet it seemed. A lone wraith shaking in the centre of town. In the centre of all the murder and mayhem. For a moment you thought you were dead. That the arrow your father had taken for you had indeed struck you and now you were wandering the mortal realm alone and afraid until St Peter called for you.

Your eyes reached towards the heavens and you began to beg for the angels to pluck you from this horror. Your arms wrapped around yourself as tears flowed down your soot-covered cheeks. You were broken from your prayers when you heard your name being called, your mother perhaps? Your eyes rushed to find her. No, you can't see her. But it was enough to have you moving towards the darkness and away from the light of the fire. With your arms still holding you tight, you began to stumble towards the outskirts of town. Once in the fields outside town, you could hide. Wait till they grew bored of your village and left in their ships to torment another village. You were reminded of a time when you were fearful of the dark. But now it was your salvation. Tripping over your feet you struggled to remain standing, leaning on the walls of yet-to-be-destroyed houses and holding onto the rungs of fences. You kept rushing forward, eyes onto the safety of darkness. You were close, only a few more steps.

A beast emerged from the darkness. His face burned with the light of the fire, and his axe shined with delight. His furs were matted with blood and encompassed his shoulder. His arms were bare save for strips of leather circling them. There was blood on his arms and hands as well, dripping onto the handle of his axe and onto the dirt below. You stood still, hoping perhaps you were dead. That he would just pass by and you could remain nothing more but a spirit. If death was without pain you would prefer it to the horrors the beast in front of you was capable of. His face was marked with blood, lines travelling over his forehead and down through his eyes. His eyes flickered with hunger and his mouth was turned up into a grin. He stood feet wide as if he was ready to battle, but his hand was loose on the axe, allowing it to dangle from his palm. He saw no threat in you.

A strange mix of sounds came from his mouth, while his voice was rough and stern, his words were lyrical and filled with rounded sounds and quick sharp notes. It left you confused and almost enchanted, like a deer in the gaze of a hunter.

His voice stopped and his eyes drifted down and then up. He gave a deep laugh at the site of your cowering.

"Come little mutt, stand tall" he chuckled with amusement. You whimpered at the sight of him, a beast of a man denying your freedom. He began to march towards you his axe swinging in his hold. You try to take steps back but he is quicker. You yelp as he pushes you towards a wall, his thick forearm resting against your neck as he peers down at you. You could see the scars littering his face and could smell the stench of blood dominating his body. You could feel the warmth of the blood from his arm smearing all over your neck and chest. You hated to think whose blood it once was.

"Little mutt has no teeth huh? What about claws? hm?" he questioned, joy in your torment in his eyes.

"If I was to fuck you now would you fight me? Would you claw at me or bite at my fingers?" he laughed at your obvious fear. He brought his head down to your neck and sniffed loudly. You cringed as his nose met your skin.

"You smell sweet little mutt. I wonder if you taste just as good"

you struggled as his tongue run up your neck, tears tumbling down your cheeks.

"As sweet as honey!" he cheered. His forearm dug into your neck further as you struggled to escape. He began to shush you, giving out soothing sounds like you would a crying baby as his body stepped forward to meet yours.

" Please don't kill me" you choked, eyes red with fear.

"Never little one!" he bellowed, his face of mock hurt. "Why would I kill you? hm?" he comforted, releasing his arm if only by a fraction. "You will fetch me a high price at the slave markets, little lamb. Men will go mad trying to buy you for their beds" he grinned, showing off his sharp canine teeth. You struggled once more, this time clawing at his arm and chest.

"So the little mutt has claws! Maybe I will keep you for myself. Use you to warm my cock. Would you like that little one?" he teased, he moved his face closer, his tongue darting out to catch the tears on your cheek.

" Get off me" you grunted, desperately trying to remove his arm. he teased you by feigning pity.

"Poor little lamb, you must be so scared. Trapped by a beast like me" he cooed, pushing his arm further into your skin. You watched as his eyes drifted to your chest below his arm. He dropped the axe in his other hand to the ground, it falling flat with a light thud. He looked you in the eyes once more. You could see mischief in them.

"I am torn between keeping you for my bed slave and making a small fortune on another man's desires. Let me see your wares and then I shall decide" he sang, his grin reaching higher and higher with each word. You could only watch in horror as his hands reached for the front of your night smock and ripped it. You tried to grab his wrists but he was too strong. In a mere moment, your smock lay tattered on the ground and you stood bare in the night air. His eyes drank you in, and his hands drifted over your body. He gripped tightly in some places and softly in others. Blood from his hands was left smeared all over you, like rivers on a map. His eyes found yours once more and glee was evident on his face.

"I have decided little mutt. You shall warm my bed and most importantly me" he proclaimed, laughing at the end. "I am to be your master and you the little mutt at my heels. But first, let me dull those claws, hm?"

You stood arms covering yourself confused at his words. You had no claws to dull.

You gave a shriek as he began to drag you into the darkness. His hand was tight against your wrists. You tried to use your body weight to stop him, but it only ended with you falling to the ground and him dragging you through the dirt. You screamed and kicked, shouted and cried. He just laughed.

The dirt turned to soft grass as released you from his grip. You shot up to your bare feet, only to be thrown to the ground and a foot thrown on your stomach.

"I admire your fight little mutt, but as your master, I cannot in good conscious allow you to disrespect me. it would not be natural." he cooed at you, his hair falling into his eyes. You choked out a sob at the thought of what he planned to do. You were both far enough from the town your screams would not be heard and you were both hidden by lush pasture. You began to pray, your words drowning in sobs.

"Our father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kin-"

"Enough!" shouted, falling onto his knees above you, a dagger glinting in his hand.

"Keep your God, fine, but do not expect kindness from me when you beg for his mercy" he sneered. You watched in terror as the dagger raced towards your head, only for it to land safely in the soil next to you.

"Now little lamb moan sweetly for me, will you?" he smiled, his grin one of filth. You lay there looking up at him in fear. "I said moan" he barked, his hand reaching for your throat. You gave him what he wanted, although it was tarnished by your terror.

"Like the music of the gods" he praised. He removed his hand from your throat and brought both to your knees, lifting them up and slotting himself in between them.

"Look at you little mutt, shaking and cowering in fear and yet I haven't even fucked you yet. You Christians are strange folk. If you knew of pleasure you would be moaning on my cock by now. You yourself would have begged for it. Begged for me to fuck your tight little hole on the ashes of your ho-" you slapped him with a furry. A rage releases from you, with you reaching for the dagger beside your head. His hand reached for yours first and punished it with his strength. He gave off a terrifying laugh as you were forced to drop the knife and he quickly threw it behind him.

"Maybe you aren't a little mutt but a little wolf instead. That fire in you will warm my cock and balls for years to come. But first, let me break you in"

You really did wish that arrow had found its mark in you.

[gravedigg]

oh god im in LOVE with EVERY SINGLE ONE of ur ockiss24 arts!! i feel inspired and i wanna run around to ask my mooties for their permission/consent even tho im late to the party aaaaa tyyy!!

Omg you're so sweet thank you!!! And you absolutely should, it's always an appropriate time for kissy art in my opinion! I'm definitely gonna be doing more even though the event ended. <3

[3vocatio]

aaaaa i just wanted to say how excited i got when i saw ur obm background and how ur main page is sorted like mine LOL also another brainrot for sol is that in his b day event he gave us a music box to help us relax containing his favourite type of music and his card has music to buy, maybe its based off of that? and the fact the title is ‘vow to protect’ anyways AAAA :D

oh, i'm so happy that you think so! truth be told i actually have a few posts i'm working on to update the navigation for this blog now that i'm using it more often, but once again, i'm happy that you got excited when you saw it!

i thought the same when solomon mentioned the music box! i love unlocking bgms and looking through the names for inspiration or what it might be hinting at in lore. solomon's bgms in particular, as i've mentioned in the tags, all have a beautiful sentimentality to them and it's something that makes my little heart go "!".

which reminds me, in solomon's last ur birthday card, he was seeking a piece of music that he cherished very dearly. once he got his hands on it with the help of mc, they listened to it together... i'll share the scene with you and anyone looking here! he was so happy to be able to listen to it again :]

[otherworldlyoddities]

This might be a bit long buuut some little snippets from the whole Divine Comedy - (Opening sequence, the spirits of Knowledge and Creativity are both seat at a small dark wood table that holds a model of the solar system) Knowledge: I'm glad you could join us! We are quite excited to begin. Before we start, however...a small disclaimer. Most stories are prefaced saying that any resemblance characters have to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. This is simply not the case here. All characters have been purposefully crafted for the actors, and the storylines built to be as similar as we could to real events. Now that we have that out of the way...come along. (Both rise from the table as the model spins) - (After Focal Point has met Leader and Tinkerer) Tinkerer: Come on! I'm gonna show you the best place to sit. Focal Point: (Hold on! I'm not as fast as you!) Tinkerer: Sorry! (She helps Focal Point up a small ladder leading to the roof of a small shack. There's a mattress on the roof, as well as a large telescope. They both take a seat on the mattress) Tinkerer: It's a really nice night tonight, you can see the whole sky... - (Uncertainty's gang is seen traversing the chessboard of the surface of his planet. Every time they spring up, they go quite high like astronauts on the moon. All of them move in a specific pattern, almost like a dance. Hunter reaches the final square first, landing feet first and sliding through. The group is all deposited in what looks like a throne room, though the person on the throne in is shadow.) Uncertainty: Well? What have you found out?

Hunter: The teams aren't assembled yet. We still have plenty of time.

Uncertainty: Don't say that! They are quick workers...

Soldier: They haven't even gotten their first members yet. We shouldn't attack yet.

Brawler: (Just wait.)

Uncertainty: I asked you all to spy, not for your opinions! I'm the boss here. Mixologist! Is the stuff ready?

Mixologist: It is, but-

Uncertainty: Good! Marked, Brawler, you two go and make sure that's all they have to refuel their ships! They can't be allowed to get here.

Brawler: (No.)

Uncertainty: What do you mean, no?

Brawler: (I only came to say I quit. I can't do this anymore. I can't let you boss me around. Bye)

(Without a word, she bounds off.)

Uncertainty: Stop her!

(No one moves.)

SFGDDSDSSFGFDTDADASADADSDSDS BRAWLER JUST LEAVING IS 11/10. I love Chell so much, she is 1000% done with everyone’s nonsense.

Also Knowledge and Curiosity doing the little disclaimer, breaking the fourth wall… was that purposely inspired by ESE or just coincidentally very similar to what he says, because either way AAAAA I LOVE IT I LOVE THEM BEING WHIMSICAL-

[cloudcountry]

Guess who caught a cold? :D

Why does cold medicine taste so bitter? Even the aftertaste makes me wanna throw up ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

You know that Leona fic that I'm working on before? I'm almost at that scene that inspired all of it, but now I'm stuck :')

But it also means it's almost finished (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Can't wait to see the result of my extensive Leona research hehe

Also, about the 1.8k event... Will you also do an alternative story for a Devilgram? Or just events? There's a Devilgram that I wanted to have an alternative ending but I'm too lazy to write it (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

AAAAA i hope you feel better soon!!! :C

yikes i know that feeling all too well i hate it when that happens ^^"

I WOULD LOVE TO FIX UP DEVILGRAMS!!! theyre such a pain in the ass especially when they wont let you smooch >:T LIKE WHAT WAS EVEN THE POINT

[actualbird]

Good morning, Zak! Fairytales are usually read at night before bed but oh well sometimes you gotta break tradition.

So first off, you really nailed that fairytale feel of the first few paragraohs and I adore it so much!! It's not just adding "once upon a time", the enture beginning feels like I could find it written a book of old fairytales somewhere.

Second of all hehe repetition my beloved I'm eating well today. I already mentioned "once upon a time", but the repetition of them looking for each other is great too. Great job retelling the plot of Looming Nightmare so well!!!

Ria's tail squeezing Luke's leg like how she'd squeeze his hand aaaaa so much has changed but some things will always stay the same this is why I love childhood friends so much.

Aha whaat no way is there a story where the only ending is suffering haha :')

Love how in canon Tears of Themis Luke the new stuff Luke and mc have to get the hang of is suddenly feeling flustered at things they used to do all the time when they were kids and here it's girlfriend dragon now cgjcgkc

Luke is so right they're cowards draconic traits are one of the absolute best things characters can ever have it makes them look so pretty!!

Luke the most supportive boyfriend in the world he's just so supportive of all Ria's new draconic traits and instincts i love them both so much.

Thank you so much for writing this and also _seventastic for creating that gorgeous fanart!!! Characters with traits of mythical creatures are my biggest weakness in the world so dragon mc is just so, so good and I adore this au so much. Why'd Looming Nightmare have to end like that, why couldn't it at least be bittersweet :( but yes this fluff was exactly what I needed, it was so cute and I adored it so much. As always, I look forward to the next chapter of this when it comes out!

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waaAAAHH HI HI MILKYWAYYY :DDDD thank u for reading the first chapter of "yes, she’s my lover, yes, she’s a half-dragon. any more questions?" hehe!!

fairytales can b read at any time, time isnt real, just magic and also im getting to this ask finally at 5pm in my time HAHA

im so glad u enjoyed the first bit of the chapter!! that was deffo the feeling i tried to evoke, just with much less archaic sayings/sentence structures. it was also kinda based on a minific i wrote here of the exact same card, but when it had just dropped on the cn server and we didnt know the story yet, just saw the images. im just a sucker for the fairytale vibe

and also im a sucker for repetition HSDVFJKHSDF on some level i was like "hm, ok, i think theres way too much repetition than is strictly speaking Necessary in this chapter" but then i was also like "but it makes me happy. so it stays."

and YEEEAA i rlly wanted to parallel their experiences cuz when i read looming nightmare, i was also looking for that like...clearer didactic framing of what they both went thru cuz it was all there! but since mc's story in the card only gets mentioned towards the end, it didnt get much time to shine.

(sidenote: this fic is actually gonna be me writing a bunch of what i wish we got to hear from mc in that story. as much as i love luke (i do, you all know i do So Much) among the many qualms i had with the card is that mc is a focal point in the plot but also so incredibly absent. we dont even hear (or rather, read) her speak.

well, shes gonna be speaking a lot in this fic as the chapters go on HVAJKHSFVAKJ)

you and i and every other person who got their heart crushed by what actually happened in looming nightmare: huh? sorry? wdym?? THAT DIDNT HAPPEN

and YESS HEHE the whole "gimmick" (i cant think of a better word to articulate this concept with?) of this fic was also inspired by the current event!! luke and mc adjusting to new things!!! theyre so cute and they love each other so much but thers gonna be a lot of awkward moments and learning curves and support along the way. also magic. cuz magic is so goddamn fun to write JHVDKJFHS

lastly, i adore dragons. so much. theres this fic, my dragon!marius fic, and also in three different fandoms ive been in in the past, i wrote 1 fic each where i turned a character into a dragon-hybrid of some sort.

this fic makes Five Fics Zak Has Written Where He Turns A Character Into A Dragon-Hybrid Of Sorts thus far

i just really dragons. im gonna keep writing this trope over and over in different iterations and nobody can stop me, HAHA

thank u so much for the lovely comment, milkyway!!! <3 looming nightmare was inhumane ajhsfvajshfva but i hope that this fic and the rest of its chapters can help as a fanon aloe vera salve for the brutal sunburn of angst that card gave us all

[bonbonbunnyships]

I've been meaning to ask about your ship with Dio forever now!! Please tell me the lore, fellow good taste haver

Oh!!! That's so kind of you aaaaa, I'm a little shy to talk about it but I'll try to put some things together. I have a bunch of AUs for different versions of Dio so I'll just stick to the main universe in SDC for now aha ;v; This is also my first time making a lore post so bear with me aha 🐇 I have no idea how people do these things properly akjdfkdjk I was inspired at one point by the flashback scene of Avdol encountering Dio for the first for Sofie and Dio’s own first encounter (in so far as him appearing like this ethereal, beautiful being. She’s too enraptured by him to do much else honestly aha.)

He calls her a bunny among other pet names because she’s small, and her timid, gentle self vaguely reminds him of the small rabbits that would dash across the Joestar estate in his youth. Besides ‘bunny’, he enjoys calling her ‘pet’ or ‘little one’ especially since it draws a blush to her cheeks. She’s intended at first just to be a temporary plaything/pet for him until he grows bored. But the fact her blood does taste so sweet to him, combined with the fact that as he spends time with her she reminds him more and more of his late mother causes him to decide he wants to keep her instead. The fact she has a Stand as well is icing on the cake. Her Stand in question is named Sleeping Sun (after the Nightwish song of the same name). It has a ghastly appearance, but it’s ability revolves around showing its user visions of future events. It’s not very useful against the other combat-oriented Stands. Her Stand ability comes into play when it shows her a vision of Dio’s death at the end of SDC, which makes her distraught and seek to prevent his death at any cost. (I still haven’t quite figured out how this happens, but in this universe he does overcome the Crusaders). I also have a bunch of little, smaller moments with them as their relationship blooms, but this post is already long and I don’t want to bloat it too much. I’ve had him as my main f/o for 3 years now so I’ve thought of a lot 😅

[jelliclekay]

plan a tuggerlurina wedding 🙏

AAAAA YES

Also wow holy shit this turned out long I am so sorry

With them, there is no "wife planning the entire wedding while husband has no input," all the wedding planning is split equally between the two. Thankfully, they are in agreement with most of each other's inputs and suggestions and the wedding planning, while stressful, goes fairly smooth!

They opt for a middle size wedding. While both of them have over-the-top flashy personalities, I think they would prefer to have their wedding a mix of large-scale but also only inviting their closest friends and family to the reception.

I'm taking inspiration from my cousin's wedding for the venue. The two rent out an old abandoned building that's been remodeled for weddings and other events to still have that old building aesthetic but without the actual draftiness.

Not only does it vibe with their own aesthetics, it also allows them infinite possibilities for decorating. Bombalurina is really good at taking cheaper decorations and making them look expensive and this skill comes in handy for making the venue look like they spent thousands on decorating when they didn't.

Their color scheme is a combination of black and bright gold + red. Bombalurina absolutely wears a black wedding dress, I will not take any criticisms on that. Tugger actually decides to take a more classic approach and wears a tux, but his tie still has that signature leopard print design because of course it does.

Their wedding parties are fairly small. Bombalurina's Maid of Honor is Demeter, of course. (Bombalurina was Demeter's Maid of Honor at her and Munk’s wedding) Her bridesmaids are Cassandra, Rumpleteazer and Victoria.

Tugger’s Best Man is Munkustrap. Again, he was Munk’s Best Man at his and Dem’s wedding, which is mostly because of tradition though Munk absolutely takes his duties as Best Man more seriously than Tugger did. (Not that Tugger didn’t take his duties as Best Man seriously, but he was definitely more laid-back about the whole thing compared to Munk) The groomsmen are Misto, Jerrie and Plato.

Jemima gets to be the flower girl and Pounce the ring-bearer, of course.

It’s tradition in all my AUs, whether cat or human, that Old Deut is the minister for all Jellicle weddings. Because Bombalurina’s parents are no longer in the picture, Gus walks her down the aisle. I think Gus is often chosen by many of the Jellicles whose parents are no longer around to be the one to walk them down the aisle, and he considers it an honor every time.

During the wedding, the waterworks are real. Tugger is crying, Bombalurina is crying, Old Deut is crying, Demeter is crying, Jenny and Jelly (who I hc to have raised Tugger) are cying, Munk pretends he isn’t crying but he absolutely is. 

Tugger barely gets through his vows without sniffling, vows that he wrote the years in advance because he knew Bombalurina was the one. Bombalurina responds by admitting she wrote her vows literally that morning while she was getting her hair done, which has everyone in the room laughing and Tugger somehow falls in love with her even more. 

Their first kiss as a married couple is wet and messy due to all the tears, but it’s also the most perfect kiss they’ve ever shared.

The reception is in the same room as the wedding to keep things simple. Tugger and Bombalurina absolutely invested in an open bar, and the music is a mix of cheesy pop songs you would expect at a wedding, along with a playlist of some of Tugger and Bombalurina’s favorite songs. 

Bombie changes into a shorter and easier to move in black cocktail dress, and the party begins. Jenny and Jelly assisted with all the food, including the cake which is simple but still beautiful. Misto helped create a custom cake topper of Tugger and Bomba a surprise for them.

During speeches, Munk goes first. Munk admits during his speech he had originally intended to make his speech more on the humorous side, but in the end he couldn’t bring himself to do it and speaks from the heart about how happy he is that his brother is marrying someone so wonderful as Bombalurina and how perfect they are for each other. Demeter’s speech is along the same lines, but she does throw in a few punches about how she was worried about Tugger’s character when he and Bombalurina first got together, but eventually she came around, especially after seeing the pair together. 

They also do the parents dance, something Jenny and Jelly insisted on. They take turns dancing with Tugger, with Old Deut stepping in to dance with his son and once again tell him how happy he is for him. Bombalurina dances with Gus, though Jenny and Jelly step in to dance with their new daughter-in-law.

There’s a lot of drinking and a lot of dancing after that, with the reception not officially ending until late in the night when almost everyone is tired and slightly tipsy. In fact, Tugger and Bomba don’t engage in any of the usual after wedding activities if you catch my drift because of how exhausted they are. (They make up for it though during the honeymoon though, so it’s fine!)

[winterxisxcomingx]

IT IS AGGRESSIVE COMPLIMENT TIME!!! This was inspired a bit by musicallisto's current roadtrip event, and I will be sending these messages to all of mutuals! ☀️☀️

Winter... oh my gods, where do I even start? You were the first person to follow me on this hellsite, and I feel like it's been a mutual love affair ever since. You've always been so sweet to me, always reblogging my work with the absolute sweetest tags (literally, they still make my day every time I go back and look at them) and you were the first person ever to send me a request!! (Those headcanons are still some of my favorite pieces that I've done on this site, by the way.) On top of that, you've just always been so kind to me, and an amazing friend.

Also, you were the one who introduced me to the Futuristic Four fandom!! I still wouldn't call myself an active or super-knowledgable member of this fandom, but all your awesome edits and posts about the group (that's another thing I love, how talented you are!) really got me interested, and I'm always happy whenever I see you post about them! (Still on the fence about whether I really like those Hirolet headcanons I made for you, though.)

In short, you are crazy talented, very funny, super sweet, and an amazing friend when I was new on this site and needed one! I love you, Winter, I appreciate you, and I hope you're doing well!! 🖤🖤🖤

aaaaa, please stop dear, I'm tearing up here like-- 😭😭

COME HERE AND LET ME HUG YOU

SENDING U THOUSAND AND MORE KISSES AND HUGS AND EVERYTHING NICE ILY <33333333333

This is so nice and thoughtful, and omg, this means so much to me, thank you 💜💜💜

(I love how u called our relationship "love affair" haha, that one got mehehe)

but honestly, same, u are also important to me, like, u are the nicest person on the tumblr I know. Those kind messages and your words and the fact that u did write those headcanons specially for me!!

(I appreciate so,so much, believe me)

I don't know what more can I say, so just... thank u for being here, dear, thank you 💜🌸

[waterhorseyblues-ao3]

😂, 🗑, ✏️, and 💕 for the fanfic ask game!

i stared at this ask for like 5 minutes because i forgot id reblogged that

😂 What’s the funniest comment someone has left on a fic of yours?

I recieve a lot of very funny comments, because my readers are very funny people, and i also find it very funny when my readers are suffering. any variety of AAAAA/WHAT/NOOOO/WHYYY or anything like that is straight into Top 100 Hilarious Moments for me. i also find it very funny whenever someone calls me 'bestie' or some other endearment. im out here pouring rat poison into your morning coffee and youre all 'thanks bestie'. thats fantastic, hilarious, 100/10 funniest shit. anyway this one lives rent free in my head

🗑 What is one fic idea that you loved at first but then scrapped?

Oh, many a fic has been scrapped. Some things stay exclusively as a big jumbled-up rambling idea I tell my friends and decide that's as much as I want to do with it, others get recycled. Lots of things sit as notes and undeveloped ideas in my fanfic notebook to eventually be reshaped or recycled elsewhere. Mosty recently, "(The Real) Loki and Sylvie's Epic Guide to Being Super Fucking Awesome" was going to be a completely different story about them rennovating the house and their first few weeks of living together. It was going to be more a series of random events about them bonding than a pet-rescue story, but it just didn't inspire me to write it out.

✏️ What is your fave fic from another writer?

How dare you make me choose just one. This is where my current fandom doesnt really overlap with my original, but it's not a secret I was really into RPF for a long time. There's a B.A.P. fic called Two-Headed Boy by Moonyeyedwalrus that I was so incredibly emotionally invested in I've not yet finished it because I kept crying in every chapter. It's incredible work. You don't need to know shit about B.A.P. to read it. It's a fantastic sci-fi AU with amazing world building and I hope I'm able to write fic even half as detailed, complex and creative as that. Unfortunately many others I've adored and looked to for inspiration have long been obliterated off the internet, because fanfic dot net is a hellsite that doesn't protect its writers.

💕 What is the WIP that you are most excited about?

I'm interperating this as my own WIPs? My only two current WIPs? Right? (I only tend to read other people's finished fics because I am binge-reading TRASH) It's Dead Shaft! Listen, don't get me wrong, Good Impressions is very important to me and it is an ongoing labour of love, but the Labour really overrides the Love sometimes. It's an incredibly demanding fic to plot out and write. Dead Shaft pretty much writes itself! I love writing everyone's interactions, the bigger cast gives me so many more opportunities and dynamics, I keep coming up with more ideas. I'm really invested in that AU and there's so much coming up in that story that I can't wait for people to read. It's going to be so much fun, I promise. In terms of not-yet-published, I have several things waiting their turn, and I think the most exciting of those is a The Sandman/Good Omens/Lucifer (Gaimanverse lmfaoo) crossover fic. I will say no more on that ;P

[arwamachine]

Heyyy! I am a fanfic writer and I have a problem, and since you're old and experienced (lol) I require your opinion...

I am currently writing a long fic, but I also have ideas for a future fic. Should I wait till I finish the first one or start the second one while still writing the first one? I'm afraid that if I start the second one I won't finish the first one (and I REALLY want to finish it) but I'm also afraid to lose the ideas and the freshness and impulse of the second one if I don't...

I'm under the impression that you write ALL THE TIME and that you've barely published a fic you're already publishing another (62 chapters? Seriously??? When did you even write that???)

It would be really nice and helpful to know a bit more about how you work. Thank you soooo much for everything!!!

Your Secret Admirer ;)

AAAAA thank you so much for this ask! I love talking about writing and sharing experience from my wizened and advanced age ;)

I am about to say so many words, but my response will boil down to this: do whatever you want! Anyone who tells you there are “rules” to the writing process is lying to you. Do whatever the hell works for you!

Any specific advice I have aside from that is idiosyncratic to my own process. Here’s my deal: I tend more toward planning than pantsing, I don’t start writing until I know the beginning, middle, and end of a story, I write (mostly) chronologically, and I NEVER start posting a fic unless it is 100% written and edited. As such, I personally wouldn’t start a sequel until I’d finished the first fic, but what I WOULD do is OUTLINE.

I call my outlines “murder boards” because they are a nightmare at first. It is a mishmash of random ideas, character information, research, and whole chunks of scenes/dialogues thrown together as they come to my brain. Eventually, an actual structure for a story will develop. This is where I’ll go if I randomly got an awesome idea for some dialogue when I was in the shower, or if I suddenly know what the last paragraph of my story is going to be. I throw it into the murder board with no real sense for grammar or perfection, and when it’s time to write the fic for real, my past self has already done a lot of the work for me. This will get your ideas out and documented while you finish up the first fic!

Other folks have completely different approaches to outlines or don’t outline at all. That’s all fine. For my goldfish brain, if I don’t write something down it is gone within minutes. Poof.

Note: the relationship of the sequel to fic 1 also impacts this decision. If the sequel is going to be a straight continuation of events that take place in fic 1 (i.e., the conflict in fic 1 is not fully resolved by the end of that fic but will be in the sequel), it might be good to at minimum do some heavy outlining so you know what plot points/events/themes/character development you need to cover in fic 1, when, and where you need to leave things off at the end. One downside to completing (and posting) fic 1 first is that as soon as it is out there for others to read, your decisions are locked in and you can’t make edits (at least, not without confusing the fuck out of your readers). All corners you have written yourself into cannot be unwritten once it is posted. BUT, if fic 1 is a complete story, the conflict is fully resolved, and the sequel introduces a completely different story and conflict with these characters, this is less of an issue.

Since you asked - for my own process, I start everything with a murder board and don’t actively start writing until I am confident I can take the thing from beginning to end. I usually have 2 active writing projects going at a time: 1 professional, 1 fanfic. I try to write at least 500 words a day in both. I am usually outlining and editing other works on the side as well. I have no problem bumping something to the back burner if there is a competing demand or I get struck by a LOT of inspiration. For instance, Storm got bumped for at least 3 different projects, but eventually got itself written! Keeping epic outlines is helpful for me when things get bumped—I know I can leave a project for a few months, step back in, and have notes to remind me where me brain was at and where it all was heading.

That is probably WAY more words than you wanted, but like I said—I love talking about this stuff! I hope at least some of this was helpful! I’d also love to read your fic once it’s all done, so let me know when it starts posting!! 😃

[preattychilll]

I posted 92 times in 2021

25 posts created (27%)

67 posts reblogged (73%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 2.7 posts.

I added 223 tags in 2021

#art - 45 posts

#not my art - 29 posts

#reblog - 23 posts

#transformers - 21 posts

#my art - 21 posts

#tfp - 18 posts

#artwork - 18 posts

#deltarune - 17 posts

#transformers prime - 17 posts

#wheeljack - 14 posts

Longest Tag: 47 characters

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

A Day off with a nice hot mug of his favourite Tea is all he needs after a week of hard work! ÚwÙ🍵 (My Human Ratchet)

I haven't draw Ratchet in a while, so now I did-

He's just vibing man-🥺👉👈

28 notes • Posted 2021-04-17 22:31:26 GMT

#4

𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 "𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝑮𝒂𝒎𝒆"?

42 notes • Posted 2021-08-06 01:47:15 GMT

#3

Soooo... I made Flowercrown edits of the Sweet Cap'n Cakes trio! :'D 💙💜💚

I know there not the best, I'm pretty bad at editing pictures, but I tried- T♡T

Y'all can use these as PFP'S and banners all you guys like, I don't mind!🥰✨💞 Just Pls credit me though if you could, that would be nice, thanks, I can understand if not, but it would mean a lot to me- 😖👉👈🥺🙏💫💘💗💝💖

61 notes • Posted 2021-10-01 08:14:14 GMT

#2

… Hi!

You probably thought you wouldn’t see my face again, but here I am, and I have come here to present to you all my baby- I mean new deltarune SCC Oc!

Say hello to Mac! My rusty little baby boy-

He is a mix off of an old cassette tape player and off of an old speaker!

I have a whole backstory for them already as to what happened and what made them end up like this! But, I might talk about that at some other time, I don’t wanna bore anyone with that- (and I’m too lazy to type rn-)

Just one thing I am going to clear, they have a screen on there face, which is mostly filled with static, but they use it at times to better express themselves with pictures and words! It was originally the slot where cassettes would be inserted in, but by some… unfortunate events, the component was WAY too damaged and couldn’t be fixed anymore, so sweet cap’n and cakes decided to upgrade it to a Screen instead! 🖥 (they did still install a cassette tape slot behind his head by his request, and mess with him at times by inserting cassettes into it- ;P)

((Also, I got my inspiration to make a SCC OC from @gqyass, I love you’re oc hiccup sm, there so cute, I gota draw them at some point, and you’re art is soso pretty, I was wondering… could they be friends??? 👉👈 I can understand if not, sorry for the tag, bah, I’ll go now- qwq))

((… this is so rushed, AAAAA-))

94 notes • Posted 2021-10-26 00:44:14 GMT

#1

"O-oh, T-Thank you, I..."

K_K, my beloved!✨💚🍀

Flustered boi! 🥺💖

Headcanon that K_K is Pansexual! <3

Pan Cakes! ;) <3

God hes so CUTE- 😭🤧🥺💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

132 notes • Posted 2021-10-03 01:14:35 GMT

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[rfaromance]

Matchups are open I see 👀

Whale den

I like to draw, read, imagine, come up with ideas, learn new things, listen to musicals (especially if someone's joining), and spam cursed emoji combinations.

I'm not really the type to be funny, but I try to :') (with a lot of sad attempts) and sometimes I can't spot jokes (sadly). But I still like having someone who can make me laugh!

Remember just earlier when I said I like learning new things? I'm currently learning how to cook, bake, and do some fancy cursive for fun ^^ but I'm also up for anything new if I ever have a partner who wants me to try learning something with them :D

Even if I want to learn lots of things, I procrastinate a lot (probably because of sleepiness and me unconsciously trying to stay awake for the whole day to get things done ;u;) ((but most of the time I end up getting things done just in time which is a relief ahah-))

A few more things in case if you're having a hard time (hopefully this is helping I've never done matchups before-)

I usually wait for people to approach me to start a conversation (hello shyness please go away thanks) but I can say I'm a pretty good listener so if someone wants to talk about something they're passionate about? Heck yes! Want to talk about how your cat has been staring at the wall for 10 minutes? Will also listen! But the thing is, I'm still learning how to reply and continue conversations and it's a struggle aaaaa ;0;

Lastly, according to the mbti, I am an intp :0

Hello, my wonderful first match up requester! Thank you for placing your faith in me. >.<

I pair you with... Yoosung Kim!

I think Yoosung would love how imaginative you are! He’d be super enthusiastic about anything you create, and I’m sure you could drag him to musicals to support his good friend Zen. (Isn’t their friendship super cute?)

While some of your jokes may miss their mark, Yoosung is a little oblivious himself! Teasing him would be easy, but his attempts at jokes may fly over your head, too. Seven would get a kick out of teasing you two, honestly, but at least you’d be together!

Yoosung would be super supportive of your recent baking and cooking endeavors, and he’d probably want to join you! He loves cooking and making coffee-- he might even bring you to club activities! You two would totally be able to exchange recipes.

As far as procrastination goes... you two are two peas in a pod. Maybe with your powers combined you’d be able to motivate each other, because you’d want the other to be able to live up to their best potential!

Finally, your ability to be an active listener would be super consoling and attractive to Yoosung. Don’t be surprised when he starts gushing about the latest LOLOL events or deep LOLOL lore to you. But who knows... maybe his rambling could inspire you to make some LOLOL fanart!

[fallenflowersfromgrace]

Teal Scarlet Periwinkle Blush Fuchsia Lavender Coral Saffron Timberwolf Chartreuse Burgundy :3333 ILY MICHIE!!!

AAAA ZARIE ILY TOOO!!

TEAL = We have a lot in common.

That is a flat out fact. I can't even argue against that.

SCARLET = You have influenced my decision/thoughts on something.

God I would hope so. I have relayed to you all of the events that earned me the title "idiot cabbage" so plz use me as the example of what not to do. But if I influenced you in a positive way then, hell yeah!

PERIWINKLE = You make me laugh

And cry. But I am well aware of this fact. (If our ideas are anything to go by lmaoo)

BLUSH = Seeing you on my dash makes my day a little better.

Awww, Zarie, I'm glad! I love seeing u pop up too.

FUCHSIA = Your blog content is gold

Lmaoo, reblogs, rants (some angsty some not), and crack ideas. Sounds about right, thank you 😁

LAVENDER = You inspire me

I'M SORRY??? SKWKFJFIWJWJFJEIE I DO?!?! I ACTUALLY DO?!?! SJWJDJCJWJE HOLY FU- ZARIE UR GONNA MAKE ME CRY. Just...give me a minute to compose myself.

CORAL = You’re a meme

Idk what that means but I will take it with pride.

SAFFRON = I love your ideas

AKFKEJENFJEJ THANK YOU! (She isn't kidding about that. I could tell her I'm shoving Luz down the stairs in a tire and she would be down for that.) Kid y'all not Zarie is half the reason I go through with some of my ideas.

TIMBERWOLF = I trust you

VJDJWNCJSKFJEJJD ZARIE. I'VE KNOWN YOU FOR LIKE WHAT 2-3 MONTHS??? AAAAA MY HEART U DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME! I TRUST U TOO!!!

CHARTREUSE = You’re my homie

ZARIE IS MY HOMIE. SHE WAS LIKE MY FIRST HOMIE.

BURGUNDY = I get excited when I see posts from you

AWWWW THANK YOU!! I LOVE SEEING YOUR POST TOO!!

Welp Zarire, Satan bless it cuz I've been attacked by the power of friendship and it's your fault.

THANKS FOR THE ASK!! 💗💗😁

[beerecordings]

BEE chapter three was SO beautifully done and i'm??? it's not even funny how emotionally attached i am to these characters ok you write them so, so wonderfully i cannot even EXPRESS. i love everything you write with all my heart and you inspire me so?? fucking much?? i can't get over how well you go from one scene to another or introduce characters or make us feel certain things or foreshadow certain events?? i'm gonna run out of characters here but I'M YELLING SO LOUDLY RN BEE I LOVE THIS AAAAA

thank you ahhh!! reina you really are too good to me this is so sweet and i really appreciate it!! i know the end of chapter three wasn't quite as earth-shattering as other chapter endings but i'm so glad people seem to think it was moving and that a lot of people are still excited to see where this is going cause... oof next chapter... haha i'm so freaking grateful for your feedback and support!!!! i got such nice comments from you and other people yesterday i couldn't believe 😭😭😭 when i first started writing i never imagined anybody would be like MOVED by my writing! or that i could write this much and still have people enjoying it!!