#also thank you so much for your addition Gray <3

[e-dubbc11]

Raindrop Races

Photos are not mine. They are courtesy of Pinterest/Google.

Pairing: Billy Russo x F! Reader

Warnings: A little angst, fluffy bunnies and unicorns and smooches

Word Count: 816

Summary: A rainy Saturday morning, Billy’s cleaning the kitchen and you’re playing a little game by the window

A/N: Just a little idea that popped into my head and I’m still trying to get the hang of this shorter fic thing. It’s really hard 🤣

As always, thank you for reading!  I appreciate it so much and comments, reblogs are welcome and encouraged. Don’t be shy to tell me your favorite part. 💕💕 💕

Looking up from your book, you glanced out of the window to see the massive raindrops slowly dripping down the glass. It was just a fun little game you liked to play with the beads of water after they landed against the window.

Choosing two of them, you picked which one would trickle down to the bottom of the window, first. “Raindrop Races” you called it.

In addition to the rain, you heard the water steadily running from the faucet as he rinsed the breakfast dishes and put them in the dishwasher.

You turned your attention from the window to the noises coming from the kitchen as your boyfriend meticulously cleaned every little spot on the counter.

The gray t-shirt he was wearing tightly clung to his lean body, the muscles in his arms flexed every time he moved the cloth back and forth along the counter, and a stray piece of his raven colored hair tumbled into his eyes while he continued to clean.

A wide smile stretched across your lips and you bit down on your thumb as you watched him intently, your incredibly handsome perfectionist, hard at work.

You were so in love with him.

Shifting your gaze from him back to your book, you read another passage while listening to the rain gently rap against the window. The light pitter patter of the water sounded so soothing, and a tranquil feeling enveloped your body as you took a sip of the hot tea Billy made for you, warming your whole body as soon as it hit your stomach.

You loved lazy Saturday mornings like this with him.

Billy Russo worked hard at work but also worked hard at home. He worked hard to keep everything under control, not wanting to lose you. He always apologized profusely for staying at work late, or for having assignments late at night, but it was ok.

You always told him it was ok.

Two large raindrops pelted against the glass…time for another raindrop race.

Billy turned the faucet water off and you heard the dishwasher kick on, he must be finished cleaning for now.

He caught you staring fondly at the rain as he sat down next to you on the couch, holding his tea. Even though you weren’t looking at him, you could sense he was smiling at you. That perfect smile that made you weak in the knees every time he flashed it in your direction.

Turning to face him, his dark eyes shined like two pieces of obsidian and his smile lines were more prominent because he laughed more now.

You made him laugh and it was music to your ears.

“Another raindrop race, sweet girl?” He said softly, brushing the hair away from your face so he could see you better.

You pouted a little. “I’m not doin’ well today, handsome. I’m 0-3! Wanna play?”

“I’d rather watch you play.” Said Billy with a warm smile.

You sat up on your knees and grazed his beard with your thumbs. Closing the gap between your bodies, you lightly scraped his scalp with your nails. His eyelids instantly became heavy.

He loved feeling the gentle scratches against his head and the soft kisses that followed against his forehead and cheeks before tenderly pressing your lips to his. He never could quite put into words how much he loved your touches.

Your book fell to the floor as he pulled you into his lap, tangling his long fingers in your hair and pulling you as close as possible. His tongue pushed against your teeth, begging for access to your mouth to intertwine with yours while you dissolved completely into his kiss.

“Well you’re frisky for a Saturday morning, lieutenant.” You said with a slight smile, still tasting the lemon tea on his lips.

Without any warning, Billy blurted out. “Ya know no one has ever loved me, except you.”

His words hit you like a ton of bricks and broke your heart at the same time.

“That’s not true, Billy.” You said, tilting your head slightly.

He pressed his forehead to yours. “Frankie, Maria, and the kids don’t count. You’re the only one.”

Your expression softened as you heard the self-loathing in his voice and gazed at the hurt at the back of his intense brown eyes, so you said the only thing you could say to make sure he knew he was loved.

“I love you forever, Billy Russo.” You said, kissing his cheek.

“Forever?” He asked.

You pulled him into a tight embrace, the tension in his shoulders that he had held there for so many years seemed to ease under your gentle touch, finally allowing himself to be loved without the fear of abandonment.

Burying his face into the crook of your neck, he returned your embrace, tighter than he ever had before as you reassured him.

“Yes, my love. Forever.”

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[alien-magnolia]

After Hours

Fic description: mean!joel miller comes home after a long day of work at the construction site, and isn't too pleased with his wife's dinner and appearance. Fun ensues!!

Tw: mean!dom!coded joel miller, sub-coded hyperfeminine reader, housewife and service knk dynamics, scent/dirt, bratting, free use, breeding. 18+ MDNI

Request: yes | no

Author’s note: thanks to the anon that requested this! I had a lot of fun with this story <3 if you like this post, pls help a writer out and reblog!! :)

A quaint, White paneled cottage style home, snugly parked at the very end of a cul-de-sac in the suburb of Dallas, Texas. Warm smoke is seen emerging from the chimney, distinguishing the cottage from the others lined up around it. The smoke was hot enough to be visible in a dreary mid-afternoon sky, in the middle of December.

A young woman inside the kitchen. Her dainty fingers, adorned with a large diamond ring, cut up apples and blueberries on a cutting board, placing them in the boiling pot next to her. She tries her best to look presentable, smoothing out her white apron, fixing her ponytail in the mirror.

She’s been at the stove all day, cooking dinner for her husband’s arrival. He provided for both of them, and his job at a construction site was very tough, hard to manage. She understood, and so her cooking dinner at home managed to help. However, she also did a lot around the house today. Cleaning, dusting. All that, plus the additional prep time for dinner, didn’t leave her much time to put herself together.

She was just about finished with her fruit punch and toasted chicken avocado sandwiches, when she heard the keys turn the doorknob.

“Hey, doll,” you hear that gruff voice you love from the hallway, as his heavy boots are heard with him walking into the kitchen. His calloused hands feel nice on the small of your back, as they wrap around your waist, pulling you into him. His stubble grazes your smooth cheek as he gives you a slew of kisses. He stops as soon as he smells you.

“Sweets. You don’t look too good,” his tone suddenly changes, from loving, to abrasive. “Joel — I didn’t have time to shower, okay? I know you wanted me all cute and clean for you, but…,” you trail off. “Ya didn’t. Don’t smell good. You know, I don’t like it when you smell nasty like that, hun,” he retorts.

“Sorry, Joel. I’ll know better next time,” you meekly say, with your head down. “What was that?,” he asks, tone dangerously low.

You knew what this was about. You didn’t use his honorific. His name. His title. The name that showed you that you, belonged to him.

“Sorry, daddy,” you pout, turning around to face him. “That’s more like it, girl. Since you’re already dirty, how’s about I add onto that, yeah?,” he snarls. With that, you realized that he hadn't even washed his hands when he came home from work, as sawdust and soil began to stain your pristine white apron, and your pink mini dress underneath.

His smell was a bit musky, mixed with sweat, and some other odor — that you couldn’t figure out why, yet it smelled very good to you. In fact, Joel’s smell relaxed you, calmed you down. It felt right. Your hands train up his gray t-shirt with flannel over it, and you look up at him, as if to ask for permission to take that off. He nods.

You gingerly slide off his flannel, seeing the marks of his day-job on it. He stops you when you attempt to see what’s underneath that gray shirt. “Daddy makes the moves here, sweets. Hope you’re not forgettin.’ Or are you, because you’ve just gotten a bit more dumb in the head, huh?,” he taunts.

“No, daddy. Haven’t. Promise,” you attempt to retaliate back. Usually, you would be a brat. Try and test him, just a little. Not tonight. You wanted to completely submit. You wanted to be his good girl. You were itching for that praise.

“Enough starin.’ Turn ‘round f’me, darlin.’” You stay still, wondering what would happen if you didn’t listen. His strong hands forcefully grab your waist, man-handling you, so that you were now facing him.

“Since you stink, I was thinkin’ I could use that pretty body of yours, huh, sweets? What do ya say?,” his brown eyes peered into yours. Even when he was mean, he still did ask for consent.

“Yes, daddy. Want it,” you reply, being met with his bearded face roughly digging into your shoulder, as he attacked your neck and collarbone with kisses. That led to more.

It led to you getting eventually bent over the kitchen sink, lace thong pulled down, feet kicked apart by his metal toed boots. Soil on the kitchen floor, soil on your dress, your panties. That sweaty cock of his, finally free, right where it belonged: in your puffy and swollen pussy <3 hammering into you. Joel was using his full strength, as the kitchen sink began to shake from the pace he set. You wanted it though.

You were his. His dirty girl, who didn’t make him dinner the right way, who forgot to clean up for him. That’s what you got for it — punished. You did love it though: you’d take his punishment any day.

“You’re mine to use, sugar. Just remember that,” his southern accent would drawl out, as he got you finally cleaned up, after soiling you even more. You’d sit down with him at the wooden table, dinner set, candles lit. You would happily eat your food, sitting on his lap — with his cum leaking down your legs <3

[clown-friend-gt]

Up, Up, and Away: Chapter 3

Seeking Answers

1k words

Link to Masterpost

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It was easy enough to hide the change for the first few days. If Trevor stayed slightly hunched over, it was hard to tell he’d gained a few inches. It wasn’t like people paid him much mind anyways.

By the second week, though, he could tell people were beginning to notice a difference. He kept getting weird looks from other students when he passed by. There was only so much he could do to make himself look smaller when he’d grown over a foot in such a short period of time.

Maybe he should’ve been more grateful. He’d been 4’9” before all of this, of course he wanted to be taller. If it had been slower, or even if it had happened over the summer, maybe it wouldn’t be such a big deal. Why’d it have to happen like this?

Robbie’s attitude was by far the worst part. Any time he got the chance, he’d place a hand on the back of Trevor’s neck and shove him downwards. It was like he felt the need to physically remind Trevor that he was supposed to be the small one. Or maybe he was just reminding himself.

Then there was the time he’d pinned Trevor against a locker, his mouth open to start mocking him. He shut it quickly and scowled when he realized that they were on eye level with each other. Trevor barely caught the look of alarm in his eye as he walked away.

Should he talk to someone about this? Maybe he could talk to that counselor from the Lively Institute. But was this even a superpowers thing? He’d never heard of a superhero with anything like this going on. But what else could it be?

It’d been a few weeks since he started growing when he finally made up his mind to talk to the counselor. He’d had to go shopping for new clothes for the second time in a month. His mom insisted it was fine, but he knew it put a strain on their budget. That was when he had to face the fact that what was happening to him was not normal.

He'd heard that in addition to sponsoring the superheroes of San Solaris, the Lively institute also helped out normal people with superpowers. Maybe they could help him with his problem. So, one day before class started, he sought out the counselor in his office, ducking to avoid hitting his head on the doorframe.

The man looked up from his computer as he walked in, shooting him a smile that felt a little plastic. He stood up to greet him. He had a badge that said, “Lively Institute: Kyle Roberts.”

He dressed a little more like a resource officer than a counselor. He wore a gray button-up, black slacks, and polished black shoes to match. If Trevor hadn’t read what it said, he might’ve mistaken the badge for that of a police officer. He wore a utility belt that included things like the futuristic handcuffs they used on supers, as well as a gun in its holster.

“Trevor Castillo?” he asked, pronouncing his last name wrong, like Cuh-still-oh. Trevor didn’t bother to correct him, instead nodding his head to show he was the right person.

“Hey, I don’t think we’ve met,” Mr. Roberts continued, sticking his hand out for Trevor to shake. He took it, and the man shook his hand firmly

“I’m surprised I haven’t seen you around, you’re so tall!” he finished with a chuckle.

“…Yeah,” Trevor replied awkwardly, letting his hand go. Mr. Roberts motioned for him to sit, so he did. Then Mr. Roberts sat down in his own chair.

“So, what brings you in here today?” He asked him.

“Well, um,” Trevor struggled to find the right words. “The reason you probably haven’t noticed me before is because I wasn’t always this tall. It’s a, uh, recent change.”

Mr. Roberts frowned in thought. “Your powers?” he asked.

“I think so?”

“Well,” Mr. Roberts began, “Thanks for telling us first. We always like to hear it from the students themselves when their powers come in, instead of finding it out the hard way.

“You have a lot of opportunity ahead of you,” he swiveled in his chair to reach for a pamphlet behind him. “The Lively Institute is committed to guiding the heroes of the future as they come into their own.”

“Right,” Trevor spoke up, interrupting his spiel. “I just wanted to know if there was any way to stop it?”

Mr. Roberts seemed a little thrown at being interrupted, but soon continued.

“That’s up to you. Our Future Heroes Training Program has a variety of experts to assist you in terms of control, technique, and more.”

Trevor was beginning to get a little impatient. He leaned forward as he spoke, causing Mr. Roberts to lean away slightly.

“What if I don’t want to be a superhero? Isn’t there like a cure or something?”

Mr. Roberts was clearly struggling now that they were going off-script.

“W-well,” he stammered. “Taking powers away is usually something done as—as a last resort, and never to non-criminals. I’d advise you to look into the program if you’re looking for answers about your powers.”

He slowly slid the brochure towards Trevor.

Trevor slumped in his seat. “So you can’t help me?”

“Um. There is a help hotline for supers who aren’t affiliated with the institute, but there’s little assistance we can offer.” Mr. Roberts handed him a card with a number written on it.

Trevor took it in two fingers, trying not to roll his eyes.

“Thanks,” he said flatly, then stood up, slinging his bag over his shoulder.

“Wait,” Mr. Roberts spoke up as he reached the door. Trevor looked over his shoulder.

“If you end up calling that number, could you let them know I referred you?” he asked.

Trevor turned and stormed off, letting the door slam behind him as he left.

First/Last/Next

[hughiecampbelle]

Hii! I'd like to get shipped with someone of the boys, and it can be pretty much any character except from the seven

Info: I dyed my hair purple, I have blue eyes that seem gray in some lighting. I love fire for no particular reason, and I dress in more baggy clothing, and sometimes goth (minus the makeup). I enjoy all kinds of music, and usually put on music whenever I need to do chores or travel somewhere. I love going to second hand stores, but I dislike going furniture shopping

I love drawing, though I prefer drawing abstract things rather than realism. I love animals, and my favorite animal is a cow <3

I love wearing lots of rings and bracelets, and I enjoy necklaces too, but I often forget to put them on

I don't have any tattoos yet, but some day I'd love to get wings tattooed on my shoulder blades/back, I'm not sure whether I want bug wings or feathered wings yet, maybe I'll even do bat wings (so in this case, let's pretend I already have that)

I'm really good at being quiet and sneaking up on people, I often accidently scare people

I even manage walking up creaking stairs QUIETLY, somehow

I'm not a very fast runner, but I am steady when it comes to standing. Like, if someone would suddenly jump on my back, I'd barely stumble, so maybe that's interesting

Thank you so much!!

Hi my love! I ship you with: Frenchie!!!! He loves your jewelry. He's not sure why it drives him wild, but seeing the many rings on your fingers and bracelets on your wrists just does it for him. He's always trying to find the perfect additions to your collection, shopping second hand for something as cool and unique as you as well as something that fits your overall style and aesthetic. He loves watching you take it off at night and put it on when you're getting ready in the morning. He also loves the idea of you getting tattoos. Frenchie is all for that aesthetic and definitely helps you figure out where and what you want to get. You'll look amazing with wings on your back.

You love his intelligence. Frenchie is incredibly smart and resourceful, but this kind of thing gets forgotten or ignored until The Boys need his help with something like isolating the virus. He knows a lot about random things and shows it off to you, more comfortable around you than anyone else. He was the first to pick up on Kimikos sign language and become fluent in it. He always gets the answer right when you're watching those cheesy game shows with wheels and hidden letters. He does the crossword puzzle in record time. His intelligence blows you away constantly and you're always reminding him he's more capable than he gives himself credit for. Your relationship is silly. You and Frenchie have so much drama in your lives, you both need an outlet that is fun and silly and goofy. You rarely take things seriously when it comes to your relationship. Your dates are spontaneous and impulsive and random. Even when you accidentally scare him because your footsteps are so quiet, it always ends in laughs. Of course when it's necessary, you two can have a serious conversation. After Butcher gets him back after turning himself in, you two have a long conversation about guilt and shame and not feeling good enough for one another. It's not always easy, especially with the lives you live, but you know, no matter what, you can come to one another looking for a laugh and a little relief from the every day stressors. Your first date isn't actually a date. Rather you and Frenchie are the last two to leave. Since neither of you want to go home, you end up watching movies together late into the night. He tells you random facts he knows about the weapons the bad guys use or the name of the camera angle they're using or what a certain scene is called. He just knows this kind of stuff. He laughs it off, calling it useless, but you don't think so. You two really get talking and end up falling asleep together, waking up only when Annie's walked in and brought coffee. You're embarrassed, but you also know something in your relationship has shifted. After that, you spend countless nights doing the same thing, watching and talking until you fall asleep. It's something you really look forward to after an especially hard day. Relationship Headcanon: Frenchie loves helping you dye your hair. He's been helping you with it for as long as you've been together and each time he gets a little better at it. He jokingly calls himself a professional and the apartment bathroom your salon. He still gets it all over himself, in his own hair, all over his hands and clothes, but he's never minded. He knows how much you like the purple, how confident it makes you feel, and that's all that matters. You do your best to clean him up afterwards, laughing at the bright purple stains across his face. He wears those spots with pride.

Hope you like it my love!!! Xoxoxo💜💜💜

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[seukorei]

I love ur art so much!!!!🥹🫶🫶 how long have u been drawing for? and I was wondering if u have any tips(?) for drawing cuz im trying to learn how to ehe👉👈

thank you so much!! sorry for the late response

i honestly dont know how to answer how long i've been drawing for because i kinda just been doodling since i was a toddler but i started doing it more seriously when i was in 5th-6th grade and then digital art when i was around 12? it doesn't really matter when you start though

tips!!!!!!!!!! this might get long i hope i dont sound pretentious

in my opinion, art is 70% observation and 30% putting it into practice i.e. you first have to see the concepts and the breakdowns and the details before being able to use them at all. they're not going to appear by brute force or out of thin air unless you first observe that they exist and how they are used.

i have an entire archive on art tips and breakdowns that i store that cover basically everything like anatomy, color theory, composition, perspective etc. i also have an archive for art that i just enjoy looking at and want to emulate! that doesn't necessarily mean to copy verbatim someone else's style, but to pick up details in how they use colors or how they conduct lighting or how they paint a landscape. it's to pick out what makes their art so appealing and figure out how that can then be used to apply to your own art! I also just like looking at beautiful art to inspire me :)

general tips i think are really good for improvement vv

study the difference between cast shadows and form shadows. this is REALLY helpful in making your art look more 3 dimensional. for simplicity's sake, cast shadows are generally more hard while form shadows are generally more soft (depending on the form) and every object has a combination of the two. the way that you can see it most notably and then apply it is on clothing, where the clothing folds will cast a shadow while also being rounded and have a form shadow

color and light are deeply intertwined and something that you can use is cool shadows/warm light or vice versa! this doesn't ALWAYS apply, but it is a good starting point.

think of shadow not as an addition but the starting point while light is where you are adding. therefore, the shadows should be heavily influenced by the environment that they are in, i.e. a white box in an entirely red room is not going to have gray shadows, but red shadows. when the white light is shined on it then it becomes white.

use dynamic lighting to create the sense that something is real! this can be done in the way that either your shadows are rendered while your light has little detailed or that your light is rendered and your shadows have less detail

when referencing, use at least one or two "reference" lines that go across the entire picture horizontally or vertically so you are not trying to draw everything relative to each other but instead search for where something is relative to that line and you will be able to then capture the proportions in much more more comprehensive manner

i think this one might be overdone but break everything down into simple shapes!! it becomes a lot easier to understand something when it's not as visually complex and then after you have gotten down the basic shapes of a figure

use blank space as a guide (when referencing or otherwise). sometimes something isnt looking right when you have tried to redraw something and that might be because the blank spaces in between the lines of the figure and outside the figure arent actually matching up!

the heat of your drawing is determined by the dominant colors and when trying to make a color more cool or warm, you don't necessarily need to shift your hue over to that color. for example, if you have a predominantly warm color scheme with strong oranges/reds/yellows/pinks, if you wanted to have bluer shadows all you need to do is to make the color more desaturated. it will pop out as blue because your colors are mostly warm

make shadows a bit more lighter/saturated in the insides of them because light is being reflected onto it

this one might not apply to you, but it really helped my art when i stopped trying to force myself to do lineart. there are ways to improve at lineart but i prefer not to do it and to just create multiple layers of sketches and then at the very end after i've colored i create a layer on top of everything to clean up the messier bits

implement light fall-off! tbh i don't reallyyy know what this is i just see it a lot but it's basically a really saturated red-orange that you mostly see on skin where the shadows meet the light

pick what your brightest and darkest colors are going to be when you start coloring. i would normally stay away from pure white or pure black because by picking other colors as your brightest/darkest you can create mood and tone

fade out the hair at the edges of it because hair isn't really a block despite often being drawn like one. it's a large collection of strands and as it nears the edges those stands would begin to thin out in comparison to the cneter. in addition, add flyaways to your hair to make it more realistic because again, it's a collection of strands that is usually composed into blocks because that's how it looks most of the time

alright that's kinda all I got for now there's so much more i could talk about but i think this is getting long LOL... i hope that at least one of these is helpful in some way, shape, or form <3

[goldrushenthusiast]

Have you read the hunger games prequel, the ballad of songbirds and snakes?

What's your opinion about it?

What's the most shocking revelation from the novel related to the original trilogy?

What's your favorite character from it?

Do you plan to see the tbosas movie in theaters?

Thank you

@curiousnonny

Definitely read it!! And loved it.

Honestly, it’s my favorite book in the series. It’s fascinating to read and everytime I do I just fall more in love with it. I used to have the entire first 3 pages memorized and could finish random sentences in my head and would quote it often (mostly to myself lol). I still do the former two but the first has gone down to just the first page lol because I had a three week reading break.

The best…connection, or revelation to the OG trio would have to be the hanging tree song. It’s perfect, and really shows us just how fearful that song makes Snow. It also gives us a look into the possibilities of a relationship between Katniss and Lucy Gray, due to the fact Lucy Gray wasn’t allowed to play it in public so only her kids would’ve known it.

My favorite character is hard. I don’t want to seem like I’m trying too hard to be different, or quirky or whatever, but genuinely it’s Ma Plinth or Tigris. Maude Ivory & Lucy Gray are also up there for sure.

Ma Plinth because she’s so real. As I feel like we all know, THG is definitely some sort of commentary on America/The modern age (reaping day July 4th, babies protected more than children, etc) and I feel like specifically her, and by extension Sejanus, really represent the immigrant struggle.

Two of my aunts (different sides of my family) were immigrants. One from Mexico, one from Canada, so definitely different experiences. While Ma Plinth is for sure more privileged than most immigrants, there’s still a lot of aspects I recognize in her I see in my aunts as well, such as only bringing small treasures, not always being able to pick up on the new places culture, always feeling like it’s obvious they’re not “really” from there, etc.

Sejanus I feel like represents the children of immigrant parents who try to reject their culture (hating his father’s use of money, constantly defying them, doing things to go against them, etc). I don’t like his character too much, but he’s definitely an interesting one.

Tigris is my favorite as an older sister. Coriolanus can barely begin to grasp what Tigris had to go through for him, what she goes through, and everything she does for him. She works her ass off every day to provide and I love her for it. It’s clear she actually cares about him, even if he can’t tell the full extent of it.

Maude Ivory just because she’s adorable and a total vibe and reminds me of my younger sister, who’s always singing lol. Like she’s just so cute and I feel like an amazing addition to the story and I just have to acknowledge that and her.

Lucy Gray…well that’s Lucy Gray. She’s badass, again the older sister struggle, and I love her! Like how could you not?? I love how she played Coriolanus so well and it just makes me happy to know she’s there and hopefully thriving.

Me & My Dad are going the very first night to see the movie! While I don’t like Coriolanus or Sejanus’ casting, there isn’t much to do about it, and the cinematography looks so impressive I couldn’t not see it in theaters or not see it all just because of that. I’m very excited for it.

Thank you for the question @curiousnonny !! I feel like I hardly get to talk about my personal relations to TBOSAS so I love getting questions like this. Sorry it took forever to answer lol.

As always, feel free to debate but not argue in the comments!

[maidstew]

Hi, Lily! Seeing the other anon who gave you the ships made me want to share my ideas with you as well, haha!

This is about to be very long, I'm sorry!

I'm also a Felix and Clemmie shipper myself, actually! In my headcanons, they have one daughter (I keep seeing people headcanon that Felix would have a daughter if he was alive, and I can totally see him as a girl dad!), who's named after Clemensia's older sister who passed in the war (Aelia, in my hcs), and as well as Felix's older sister (Faustina, in my hcs). So, their daughter's name is Aelia Faustina Ravinstill.

my hcs about the ravinstills:

Aelia looks like this: https://i.pinimg.com/564x/29/92/f4/2992f406a697190b04fb2c72d162070f.jpg

They live in a big mansion with black and gold as the main colors.

Aelia is a huge daddy's girl and a mommy's twin.

They have two dobermans.

Their garden is filled with orange blossoms and clementines.

Felix and Clemensia are total love-birds who had a gorgeous and magical beach wedding.

Everytime Felix & Clemmie go to events, Aelia would always ask them, "Do you really have to go?" with a pouty face before they go.

Next ship! I am a huge Arachne x Livia fan, so the anon saying they have a kid named Achilles and definitely a few pomeranions too made me add that to my hcs! Achilles' full name in my hcs is 'Achilles Seneca Crane-Cardew'.

my hcs:

Arachne and Livia are just the BEST moms in the world.

Their pomeranions are named after Brandy and Facet.

Whenever some kid tries to brag about how wealthy and how their parents got them this and that, Achilles would just say, "Oh yeah? Well, I have two moms!"

Arachne and Livia definitely had a huge, extravagant wedding.

Achilles definitely has Arachne's wit.

And Livia's adorable smile.

Their mansion's main color is pink. Definitely.

Arachne, Achilles, and Livia have a late night cuddle session together.

Now, onto Festus and Persephone, my loves. I can totally see that they have a daughter named Athena. (I saw it somewhere, so thank you to that person who said it first!) Athena Flavia Creed just sounds so Festus-and-Persie-kid coded. And of course, they have another baby son named Flavius Mizzen Creed. (named after mizzen<3)

my hcs:

I imagine Summer Fontana as Athena.

Both Athena and Flavius got Persephone's dimples and Festus' ginger hair.

Festus and Persephone had a beautiful garden wedding!

Their mansion's main colors are blue and gold.

When Flavius gets older, he looks a lot like Festus.

They have brown toy poodles.

Athena is a huge daddy's girl and Flavius is a huge mommy's boy.

Festus does anything Persephone tells him to do.

Festus definitely tells dad jokes.

Only Persephone laughs.

Persephone and Festus are huge lovebirds. Even in front of their children.

Additional hcs:

Athena, Aelia, and Achilles are a trio.

Plutarch Heavensbee, Hilarius and Vipsania's son (stole it from @felixravinstills) has a thing for Aelia, but doesn't show it.

Flavius definitely brags to other kids about how much people spoil him.

Achilles and Athena end up together later in the future.

When Coriolanus and Lucy Gray's daughter, Mary Topaz, was born, Achilles, Aelia, and Athena were already four, whilst Flavius was three.

Felix, Hilarius, Coriolanus, and Festus are a friend group, and they meet up at the club occasionally before they married and had kids.

Now they just play poker together at Coryo's house.

Whenever their husbands (then boyfriends), went to the club, Vipsania, Clemensia, Persephone, and Lucy Gray would have girl's night outs just shopping and gossiping. Arachne and Livia are invited, obvi. They still do it whenever their husbands play poker.

The ten of them have occasional dinners with no kids.

please tell me your opinions on these, and continue them (give more ideas) if you'd like! I hope this interested you!

hello anon!!! i’m so excited you’ve come to share your ideas with me!! never apologize for the length- i want everyone’s thoughts on everything all the time!

felix & clemmie

i just can’t personally picture him with anyone but festus but your ideas are so delightful that i love it anyway!

you’re totally right- felix is 100% a girl dad (and aelia is so cute!)

her asking them if they really have to go- i just know felix melts every single time 🥺

seriously, this is all so cute! i would 100% read this if you ever deciding to write it up!

arachne & livia

i’m just adoring this idea of arachne & livia together! they really would be the best moms. i think arachne would be so overprotective of any child they have.

AHHH achilles being like ‘i have TWO moms’ to anyone bragging. the ultimate checkmate.

god, a child that’s a mix of arachne and livia- terrifying and absolutely able to take over the world.

festus & persephone

i adore the idea of them having a daughter named athena (it’s like a cute little nod to athena strates, plus it fits so well!) and then naming a child after mizzen 🥺 i just know mizzen is bragging to coral in the afterlife about that!

prayer circle for pippa everyone! she’s in a house full of gingers and i just know they’re all as mischievous as festus.

their wedding was definitely a beautiful but small outdoor wedding! and festus cried when he first saw pippa in her dress.

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god, i would love to hear/read more about the adventures of athena, aelia, and achilles! i just know they get into some wild stuff.

i just love how happy these ideas are!! it’s so sweet 💛 i’m still not over them naming a child after mizzen like. ugh. my heart.

[theguildawards]

Term 3 2022 Winners!

Thank you to everyone who participated in the third term 2022 hosted by The Guild Awards! The mod-team is excited to see so much amazing fanwork and their creators recognized, as well as the love shown for this fandom! It is truly an awesome thing to see!

Without further delay, here we are!

Winners of The Guild Awards for Term 3 2022!

Best Action/Adventure Fiction: “The Phantom Fallacy” by @zal-eska Best Alternate Universe/Reality Fiction: “The Little Rain Witch” by AislingMorgan (FFN) Best Canon Fiction: “Changes” by Botan G (FFN) Best Angst Fiction: “Unseeing Slayer” by @appleciderr Best Dark Fiction: “Tear you Apart” by TheDiamondSword4000 (AO3) Best Drama Fiction: “Homeward Hours” by CrimsonStarbird (AO3) Best Humor/Parody Fiction: “Clueless” by Grace Buckley (FFN) Best Oneshot Fiction: “you don’t like apples?” by @newgeht Best Character Portrayal: “The Iron Bars of Restraint” (Natsu Dragneel) by Twilight Embers (FFN) Best Romance Fiction: “properly” by kikapea (FFN) Best Serial: “Early Spring Snow” by thecatastrophic (FFN) Best Ficlet: “Warmth” by @nalu-gifs Best Fluff Fiction: “I’m Here for You” by @nat-sul-ucy Best Completed Fiction: “Princess on Parade” by Raspberrysoda (AO3)

Best Action/Adventure Artwork (TIE): “Beauty the Beast” by @watcher-ofthe-sky and “ナツ ” by @junryou Best Alternate Universe/Reality Artwork: “Dragon Slayer Juvia” by @acnologias-ass Best Canon Artwork: “Gray Day” by @gymjunkie412 Best Angst Artwork: “Never Love an Anchor” by @pencilofawesomeness Best Dark Artwork: “Freed the Dark” by @watcher-ofthe-sky Best Humor/Parody Artwork: “Untitled” by @valdrift Best Kiss Artwork: “Happy San Valentine Day” by @crowind1 Best Romance Artwork: “NALU END” by 4stralfairy (DA) Best LGBTQ+ Romance Artwork: “The Lovers” by @zai-doodles Best Character Artwork: “War... even inside his own heart” by @crowind1 Best Duo/Pairing Artwork (TIE): “Edolas NALU” by @belleono and “Gajeel and Juvia” by @kiliinstinct Best Group Depiction Artwork: “Dragon Family Naptime” by @pencilofawesomeness Best Redraw: “phantom lord gajeel” by @heartonxions Best Overall Artwork: “War... even inside his own heart” by @crowind1

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[uroboros-if]

Hi! I've played the demo and it is lovely! You are very good at building an atmosphere and the all the visual aesthetic around the blog is so pretty <3

I wanted to ask, with preface that your story is yours and you shouldn't ever feel obligated to cater to anyone - given some of the more jealous/bitter dialogue options in the demo, will there be an option to play a somewhat evil/grey MC? As in, a MC who is actively power hungry and seeks to become more powerful at the expanse of other gods

Edit: this is going to be an extensive post, which I might reblog with some additions, so I'm putting this under a read more. I'll be answering each Anon separately, and then outline my plan of action!

First Anon

Thank you so much!! 💕

I definitely agree that I have been too tame as far as the choices in the demo! I do think MC has the capacity to have gray morals/be somewhat "evil" because of everything, so I think I should be able to give them an option to take that route! They may have developed an inferiority complex that makes them obsessed with wanting to obtain more power.

The reason I might have been tame as far as the choices is fear of derailing the story or changing the message/concept drastically. I'll have to think and plan it out better for it, as I don't want to make the content of those MCs extremely disproportionate to non-"evil" MCs. I don't want people to lose out on content, which might happen if they're very hostile.

Second Anon

Again, I am so sorry if you feel railroaded into having a certain personality. Please let me know how you want to be unfriendlier to Salvatore/your parents. They'll remain friendly to you in Chapter 1, but you don't have to return their feelings. I just can't call to mind too many places to be unfriendly to them that wouldn't be out of the blue, so I appreciate any help!! 🙏

What I'm afraid would happen is that you might have to avoid talking to them entirely during the Ceremony, which would be missing out on a lot of content. Do you just want more bitter/unfriendly options, not necessarily to dislike/hate them? I understand some MCs may just have an unfriendly personality. I can also give an option to have a strained relationship with your parents, so you can still talk to them but have more stilted interactions with them. If you truly dislike them, though, then you'll still have hostile options, you'll just have to avoid them during the Ceremony (Wouldn't make sense to talk to them if you do).

As for Ciocana, my friend commented that there may not be a sufficient response to being angry at them. I'll take your suggestion and include some angrier options, especially for touch-averse MCs! (Ciocana will probably apologize to you in a later chapter.)

My Compromise

What I can do going forward is roll out updates for non-morally grey/non-hostile MCs first. MCs can still be bitter or somewhat unfriendly, but not actually hateful or unfriendly to the point of losing out on content. Then I'll go in and make another update to that chapter to include alternative content and choices for MCs who want to be angrier/hostile.

So perhaps for my next update, I'll roll out new content for Chapter 1 including some harsher choices! I still want the story to converge at some point as it's only the first chapter (setting up the story), but there may be new interactions or scenes for hostile MCs.

Please let me know if this sounds good for you, or if you have any other suggestions to do this better! It may take more time to have Chapter 2, but there are great merits to further developing Chapter 1!

Send me an ask, reblog this, or comment with any feedback as far as options you want for a hostile MC. I'll still avoid being extremely mean just for the sake of it, but I understand MCs who are pretty bitter to other characters by default, MCs who are power-hungry, or like in Ciocana's case, MCs who are justifiably angry in a specific situation!

[aridridge]

hi grey!! sending this as an ask so it's easier for people scrolling thru your blog to see and b/c i noticed you got the question

for people converting blushes into skin details using the method detailed in the post, MAKE SURE YOU GO INTO WAREHOUSE AND MAKE THE COMPOSITION METHOD 0!!!! if you don't, it might look gray/muddy since anything but composition method 3 makes it so skin details blend into the selected skin tone and make it look weird if it's supposed to be a color detail! also the method works as an override, CAS standalone, or additional swatch! 💗

PSA FOR EVERYONE!! thank you so much lucia i did not know this but absolutely that's a necessary add

also just a quick sidenote on this same topic if anyone's interested: if you'd rather keep the blush as makeup for infants, you can do that by opening the blush in sims 4 studio, clicking "warehouse", clicking on the CAS parts that will show up on the left side of the screen, and then on the left side of the screen, scrolling down to the section that says "Age gender". underneath male & female there's a row that says "value," and next to that you can paste in 000030FE. if you do that for every CAS part that's listed on the left, then hit save, it will enable the makeup for infants, even though they don't have makeup enabled by default :)

[katefiction]

Those eyes II: Chapter 1-3 by @a-lifelessface [English]

Thank you so much to @clmarelich0824 for the translation!

Chapter 1

“A year and a few months later, Catherine can say about the question: How good it is to be in love, isn't it?”

Chelsea, London

London can get quite cold in winter, but nothing that a good cup of tea and wool socks does not soften the feeling, while the flames in the fireplace crackled, the warm and quiet air spread through Catherine's cozy apartment, who was sitting in front of the huge window facing Old Church St Street, she scribbled a sketchbook, she was finishing a paradisiacal landscape. Laying the pencil on the table, she admires her work while taking a sip of her hot tea.

“Love?” his voice sounded low and calm, just like that afternoon. Love. It had been some time since she had made a commitment, with the one who had always been her Love, everything seemed fine and Catherine still felt butterflies in her stomach every time she heard him call her that way. It was so good, so right.

“Yes?” said Catherine, smiling with the feeling of hearing William's voice.

“Have you finished your drawing?” he asked.

“I just finished... Look!” she got up from the chair, heading towards the couch, where William was lying. William wore gray sweatpants and a dark blue sweater, his eyes shone, his expression was sweet and gentle. He had just woken up from a nap.

“It's beautiful, simply beautiful!” he said, kindly. Catherine smiled, and he completed it. “It's just not more beautiful than you.”

“Don't you get tired?” she asked, laughing.

“Of what?” William questioned, at the same time that his right hand skirted the thin waist of the woman standing in front of him.

“To keep praising me.” Catherine felt a tight waist.

“Never... Come here, lie here with me.” he gently pulled Catherine's body and in a quick movement nestled her in his arms, Catherine quickly threw the sketchbook on the floor, producing a muffled sound through the fluffy carpet. His arms went up around William's head.

“I don't want you to leave...” said Catherine, her hands caressing between William's chin and ears.

“Don't think about it now, let's enjoy the time we have together, it's still early, beautiful...” William kisses the top of Catherine's head. “Do you want to watch a series?”

“Okay...” Catherine raises her head to look into William's eyes. ― Love, if I tell you something, do you promise not to be angry?” he looked at her intrigued.

“What is it?

“Promise or not?” she asked again. He nodded, swallowing it dry.

“I finished watching the new episodes of Game Of Thrones without you.” she spoke softly. William smiled relieved.

“Ah, Kate! Thank God! I was scared to death that you would be mad at me for watching without you.”

“WHAT? DID YOU WATCH IT WITHOUT ME?!” she hit his chest, making him laugh.

“But love, you also watched, we're even.” William held Catherine's body immobilizing her, so that she could no longer hit her chest. The laughter of both mixing and filling the whole room.

“Okay, now what? Shall we watch it together? Maybe my attention will turn to something else...” said Catherine, looking at him suggestively. William immediately understood the message and released it for her to take control, while he pulled the red blanket to cover Catherine's body.

“Ahhh, how I love watching series with you.” William spoke smiling, while Catherine was already nesting in his chest again.

A year and a few months ago, William had given Catherine a ring, in an attempt to show everything he felt, not that it was necessary, because everyone around William knew that he was completely in love with Catherine, just as she was with him. In addition to the ring, William always tried to make clear all the intentions he had with her. William wanted to build a life with Catherine and the relationship of the two gradually matured day after day.

Catherine gave up her teaching position at Richmond The American International University, by her own choice. When her relationship with William came to the public, it was at the end of the school year and it was already chaos, she was afraid of not being able to exercise her role as she should because it was in a place with a lot of people and she took the art of teaching very seriously, so she decided to leave the classes aside and focus only on her work at the National Gallery. Fortunately her boss was a kind gentleman named Newton, who always recognized Catherine's professionalism and qualities and offered her a promotion, now Catherine worked only internally with something that really Liked it, having its own office, away from prying eyes. Catherine is very grateful to have a good boss and great co-workers, because everyone is always very discreet and respects the privacy of the Prince of Wales when they meet him in the parking lot or through the corridors of the National Gallery, whenever he picks up Catherine at the end of the day or at lunchtime.

Everything in the National Gallery follows as in the past, John left as mysteriously as he entered, no one else talks about him, it's as if for other people he had never existed, but it's not like that for Catherine, even after everything that passed into his hands, it's hard to forget, but not even she talks about John, with anyone.

After everything you've been through with John, having a healthy relationship with someone like William is something new. William with Catherine is just a man... Beautiful, attentive, funny and very passionate, but William is a public person. A prince, an heir, a future King and it is not easy to date someone from royalty and no matter how much William makes no effort to protect Catherine, every now and then things get out of hand.

The media does everything to get information about Catherine and her relationship with William, but so far they have been cautious, their relationship although public, still remains very private, and they hope it will remain so.

“I hate Sunday nights.” said Catherine, discouraged. “Do you really have to go?” she pouted for him.

“Don't look at me like that, if not, I won't be able to get out that door.” he framed her face with both hands. “I really need it. Very early tomorrow, I have a meeting with my father. You know how he is, he likes to schedule things early in the morning and then I have another meeting with Rob, it will be very busy if I have to get out of here and then stop by KP.”

“I know, I know... I hope this week passes quickly.” said Catherine, trying to sound confident.

“Me too, love.” he kissed the tip of her nose. “Now I need to go... Not before I give you a kiss, of course... How could I go without kissing you?” he said smiling, his gaze interspersing between her eyes and her mouth. Catherine was smiling at him, noticing his intense look in her mouth, without thinking twice, she moistens her lips with the tip of her tongue, already waiting for him to approach.

William starts a sweet and calm kiss, making Catherine sigh on his lips, he releases his face to wrap his waist, Catherine's hands make a home on the back of his neck.

“I love you.” Catherine whispers, between the kiss.

“I love you more.” he smiles, putting several kisses in his mouth. With his left hand he gently squeezes her waist and with his other hand, he takes Catherine's right hand and takes her to his lips, depositing a kiss where his rose gold ring shone.

William slowly moves away from the brunette, taking the helmet from the table, opens the door and with a smile leaves his girlfriend's apartment closing the door behind him, leaving Catherine with butterflies in her stomach and a smile stamped on her face on a cold Sunday night.

Another week started in London, everything was fine... What else could happen?Chapter 2

“Did things get out of hand?  The answer is no... Not yet.”

The National Gallery

One of the advantages of the promotion in her work was her new office, Catherine received the right to have her own room and decorate the environment the way she wanted, she asked Mr. Newton to use the old room she used to catalog the works of the Museum. For some reason, Catherine loved that room, maybe it was because of the large window that makes the room well lit or the light wooden floor that makes everything look comfortable or maybe it's the good old cream sofa that was the scene of many conversations between Catherine and August and of course... Her first official meeting with William was sitting on this couch where she ate her favorite dish in the company of William, where she felt very good next to him, it was also where they talked about various subjects from the most banal to the most serious. The first kiss did not happen there in that room, no matter how much they both wanted it very much, but of course he was the scene of countless kisses from the couple. The whole room witnessed several moments of Catherine, as many good moments as bad moments, since she started working in the National Gallery. Now the room that was seen by many as ''abandoned'', has a sign on its door with the name of Catherine Middleton, written in bold letters.

The fine drizzle made the air outside even colder, but Catherine was not feeling any of that, her pink cheeks smiled gently at Matt, while they drank a cup of tea. Matt was the employee who took John's place. As soon as he entered to work at the National Gallery, he made friends with all the other employees, especially Catherine and August, although he is younger than them, the connection between the three was immediate.

“Kate, your mouth is dirty” he gently wiped the corner of her mouth with the napkin. “right here...”

“Thank you, Matt. ― Catherine smiled disconcerted at the boy's proximity. ― Well, uh... Will we continue to talk about the new exhibition this winter?” completed Catherine, and felt August's confused look on her. At the time, she gave him another look of censorship. Matt didn't notice anything.

The three started a long conversation about the exhibition, Catherine occasionally made some notes. They were so inert at work that that moment was easily forgotten, they only stopped when the sound of Catherine's cell phone alarm went off, indicating that it was lunchtime.

August was the first to practically run out of the room, claiming ''intense starve'', but everyone knew that he did it every time he had the opportunity to have lunch with his husband. Matt left slower, wishing Catherine a good lunch and closed the door behind him. Maybe it was the cold, but that day Catherine did not feel hungry, with slow steps she went to the cafeteria while dialed William's number, by the time he should have finished the two meetings.

The call went straight to the mailbox. Well, maybe William hadn't finished yet.

Catherine decided to have a meal at the Museum's cafeteria, after removing her plate, she located the black-haired man.

“Can I sit with you? ― she said pointing to the vacant seat next to Matt.

“Of course you can!” Matt exclaimed, smiling. “I thought you were going to have lunch with William, if I had known I would have waited for you.”

“We are full of work here and William is also busy, he would be very busy.” she replied, starting to eat.

For a while, they were both silent just next to each other. Without any strange weather.

“After you finish lunch, shall we go to that new candy store around the corner?” Matt asked, making Catherine look in his direction. Matt can witness his face light up and something inside him woke up. Matt noticed that he loved to make Catherine smile.

“But of course yes! I've been wanting to go there for days.” she put the cutlery on the plate, moving the tray away a little, got up. “I've already finished, shall we?” Matt got up promptly and involuntarily took his and Catherine's tray, she just whispered a thank you.

Leaving the trays on the counter, they went walking and talking excitedly to the candy store, the fine drizzle kept falling over the city, the icy wind hitting their face, they left distracted that they didn't even remember to take an umbrella, Matt put on the hood of the sweater and Catherine wrapped herself in the scarf, as they entered the store they were taken by the hot and sweet air, a mixture of cocoa and hazelnut penetrated their nostrils, it was so wonderful and cozy that Catherine didn't even notice her phone ringing non-stop. Matt and the sweets were the only things that held her attention at that moment.

Buckingham Palace

A typical cold winter morning, the fine drizzle making everything even colder, he held a black umbrella, his well-illustrated black shoes being sprinkled with light drops, produced a trail on the sidewalk of Buckingham Palace. William took 10 minutes by car to get there, leaving the car in the parking lot, went alone to the office of his father, King Charles III. When his father scheduled this meeting, he did not say what the subject would be, William even questioned Rob, Natalie and even his father's secretary, but no one knew the reason, leaving William intrigued to know what all that was about.

Entering the Palace, soon an employee took his umbrella and William greeted everyone as he walked to the room where his father was already.

“Good morning, father.” greeted William, upon hearing his voice Charles got up from the chair and went to meet his son to give him a hug.

“Good morning, son.” said Charles, after placing a kiss on William's cheek. “Sit here.” he completed pointing to the couch. “Would you like some tea?”

“ No, dad... Thank you... How are you? What about Camilla?” he asked as he sat down.

“We're fine, we're fine... Camilla left early for an appointment in a hospital.” the king said kindly.

“Oh, that's great. So... Did you want to see me?” asked William.

“Yes, of course... I always want to see my children... Are you sure you don't want some tea? ― said Charles. William looked at him confused. Your father was always so direct and today he was acting in a strange way.

“Dad? Did something happen?” released William. Charles looked at him scared and denied it.

“No, no, no... It's no big deal... it's, uh... William... how are things with Catherine?” Charles wore a lower tone of voice than normal.

“They're great, dad...” William was still very confused, I didn't understand anything about that conversation. ― What is all this? ― Charles looked closely at William, as if he had tried to read his mind.

“Your brother... Your brother came to me, telling a story about a supposed photo in a bar, a brunette in Kenya, something about dancing... I was confused.” Charles spoke quietly and William turned pale. “William?”

“It's been over a year. Yeah, no, no, no... Is that in the media? Why didn't Harry talk to me?” William put his hands on his head, trying to think clearly.

“So it's true?” Charles questioned him.

“No, I mean... Yes, but that's not what you're thinking.” William got up to get a glass of water.

“Do you want to tell me?”

“Of course, I have nothing to hide.” said William, with some disdain.

“When I went to Jecca's house to visit Greater Kruger National Park, Kate and I were taking a break, it was a complicated period that we went through... Anyway, I went with Jecca to Jonah's bar and there I danced with this girl... That's all, a dance. Nothing much happened and I never had contact with her again.

“Well, does Catherine know?”

“Of what?”

“The existence of this girl.”

“I never thought it was relevant to tell, there was no big deal... How could I imagine that there would be a despicable worm taking pictures of me in an establishment that in theory should be better attended?” said William angrily. “I don't understand... Why the hell, did this come to light now?” William took the glass of water in one sip.

“I don't know the details, I just know what your brother told me... Jecca told him that she's circulating there, and they thought it best to warn you before it goes viral all over the world.

“I'm sure this won't affect my relationship with Catherine at all. She'll understand, she's mature.” said William looking away from his father.

“William.” called Charles, making William look into his eyes. “Catherine is an intelligent woman, she will understand.”

For some reason, William hated hearing this from his father.

“Do you believe me?” he asked.

“William, I said that Catherine is an intelligent and understanding woman, because she knows that you would not make the same mistake as your parents.” Charles sustained William's gaze, who sighed tired. William chose not to answer, he just nodded sitting down again.

It wasn't even past ten in the morning and William and only thought about his warm bed, his body was tired as if he had run all day, but the hours passed slowly. The meeting with his father was something he never imagined: a nightmare. And now he needed to find a way to solve this situation.

William hurried out of Buckingham Palace, towards Kensington Palace, where he would have the meeting with Rob and the rest of his team... The day was just beginning.

On the way back, the prince tried to soften the bad mood by listening to music, he knew that Catherine would be busy at work, so he didn't even send messages... Thinking about her at that moment caused her a certain fear. Things couldn't go wrong... Not now, for God's sake. After everything she went through, the last thing he wanted was to be another person hurting Catherine's feelings. No. That was nothing. A simple photo that means nothing, can't ruin a relationship. While pressing the steering wheel tightly, he decided that he would tell everything to Catherine and was confident that she would understand the situation.

William parked at Kensington Palace, the bad mood still predominated, but he would never dare to take it out on his team, went through the kitchen in search of an apple and went straight to the second meeting of the day.

The whole team was already prepared to wait for the Prince of Wales, Natalie was one of the most organized people William knew, he simply loved the way she organized her life, so as the topics of the meeting passed, William's bad mood dissipated. When the issues discussed end, William had to open the game and tell about the reason for the meeting with his father and his team would help him in whatever was necessary to clarify this misunderstanding. William noticed Natalie's look at Rob, and knew that she had been annoyed that he didn't go to the bar with him that day, not that it would make any difference.

As soon as the meeting is over, everyone is leaving the room. Natalie is saving some folders, so he takes advantage of the situation.

“Nat, don't be so hard on him, it's entirely my fault.”  William says sincerely.

“I know it's not his fault, nor are you, actually.” Natalie speaks looking at him and with a sad smile leaves the office, leaving William alone with his thoughts.

It was lunchtime and William even thought about going to the National Gallery, but he thought it was better to have lunch at home, probably Mary had already prepared everything.

Mary was one of William's favorite people and of one thing he was sure: it was practically impossible to be sad next to her.

When he went down the stairs you can already feel the wonderful smell of homemade food coming from the kitchen and when passing through the door he saw that everything was ready waiting for him, Mary wore an apron and smiled maternally at him.

“Mary from heaven, what a delicious smell. That's why I love you, you know? Come, sit down,” William pulled the chair so that she would sit next to you. “let's have lunch.”

And in the midst of jokes, jokes and banal conversations, William had lunch completely forgetting the phone in the office upstairs.

Chelsea, London

The day went by so fast, that Catherine was only feeling tired when she closed the door of her apartment, threw her bag on the couch and was taking off her coat when the phone rang.

The day was so busy that they barely exchanged messages, but seeing the picture of William shining on his cell phone screen was a relief. She ran to answer and threw herself on the couch, looking at a clearly bathed William lying on her bed, smiling at her.

“Hi, my love.” Catherine was the first to speak.

“Hi, my beautiful.” his smile lit up even more. “How are you? Wow... your cheeks are so pink, are you just from work?”

“Yes, I just entered the house...” she sighed relieved. “I'm fine, and you? How was the meeting with your father? I tried to call you at lunchtime and then I saw that you got back to me... But as I told you in the message, with the new exhibition, we are very busy organizing everything... It was very busy today, I only stopped at lunchtime.”

“I thought I was running, my love. I hope things get organized...” William looked different. Insecure. Catherine noticed this and tried to cheer him up, got up from the couch and went towards the room.

“Is everything okay, William?” she looked at the cell phone screen, intrigued.

“Yes, it is, better now... Looking at you.” William was being sincere and Catherine smiled kindly at him.

“Don't you want to tell me how the conversation with your father went?” she said calmly.

“Love...” said William, swallowing it dry. “I didn't want to tell you that, so... By phone, but I want you to know from me.”  Catherine was taken by surprise and stopped walking, held her cell phone with both hands and looked at William confused.

“You're scaring me, what happened?”

“So,” he coughed, to create courage. “remember that time I got everything wrong and advanced my trip to Kenya?”  Catherine nodded. “I was very sad because I thought I had lost you and I went with Jecca to the bar there... From a friend, Jonah... I've already told you about Jonah, haven't I? And there, um... I ended up dancing with a girl.”  Catherine's shocked look was clear, but she didn't interrupt, she just looked at him waiting for him to finish talking. “And love, I swear to God that we just talked, she advised me about you and it was just a dance, a little dance of nothing, which meant nothing.” William finished speaking and kept looking at Catherine's face, waiting for an answer.

“If it didn't mean anything, why are you telling me that today?” Catherine was shocked and confused.

“It seems that someone, um... took a picture and is now circulating there, Jecca told Harry and he told my father, so he scheduled a meeting with me. It hasn't gone viral yet, but it can, uh... become news here... You know how the press is... They're going to make my life hell.

“Is that why you're so nervous?” she asked, making William look perplexed.

“I'm nervous for you... I don't want to hurt you, I didn't tell you before because I didn't think it was relevant, it didn't mean anything. Nothing happened.”

“All right, William. I believe in you.” said Catherine and William sighed relieved.

“My team is already seeing what can be done. I don't want them to tell lies about you in the media and Kate, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry. All I wanted was to protect you.

“William, we're going to go through this together, aren't we?”

“Yes, my love. Absolutely.” William felt as if they had taken a huge weight off his back. “Kate, talking about good things... What are you going to do now?” he settled down, lying on his side on the bed.

“I'm going to take a shower.” she said laughing.

“What a delicious thing, so you can take off your clothes now.”  he said laughing, making Catherine laugh.

“I'll call you in 15 minutes, okay?” she said smiling.

“Oh no, take off your clothes first...” protested William.

“You don't waste time, do you?” she said, watching William deny it with his head, while biting his lips looking glazed at the cell phone screen.

Later that night, after a long FaceTime conversation with William, Catherine was talking to herself.

“Is everything okay? Isn't it?” he whispered softly. And he added mentally: ''Maybe it's the cold, I don't know. At least I have candy.''  and he took out of his bag, a bag full of chocolates that he bought at the new candy store together with Matt.

While the TV was on in any movie, Catherine ate a chocolate and the rain fell torrentially outside.

Chapter 3

“Friends, news, distractions and tranquility.”

Catherine's desire came true, because fulfilling the demands of her work with August and Matt, the week passed so fast and her days seemed to have shortened, fortunately the exhibitions were all perfectly prepared and in the following weeks everything would return to the normality of a quiet day at work for Catherine.

Since Matt started working at the National Gallery, he has always been very friendly with Catherine, but the proximity was much greater with August and also with Elisa, Mr. Newton's secretary. Elisa was a short girl with long, very straight blonde hair and blue eyes, she was a sweet and very quiet girl, she rarely talked to the other employees of the Museum, except with Matt.

But during that week, Catherine began to talk even more with Matt, for some reason the level of intimacy between the two increased and they became even more comfortable in each other's presence, she began to trust him much more. Catherine thought she would feel strange for developing this friendly relationship with him, but on the contrary, she felt very good next to Matt, who is a great professional, making it very easy to work with him. Catherine felt that Matt was always available to her, and due to the last organizations of the exhibition he practically moved to her room and they had lunch together every day in the cafeteria and not even the cold or drizzle prevented them from walking the streets around the National Gallery, August accompanied them only at work, because during the break he left stealthily to meet her husband Arthur.

William had a busy week, but very different from Catherine, while she was surrounded by papers and working inside a comfortable room, away from prying eyes, only with his co-workers, William was surrounded by real photographers and correspondents, the only part he really liked was being close to the people. William loved meeting new people, listening to their story and somehow connecting with the "real world". William's best quality was knowing how to recognize that he was a privileged person, so he did everything to use this privilege and help the people who needed it most.

The Prince of Wales is the patron of Centrepoint, which is the UK's leading charity for young homeless people. On one of the days of this busy week, William spent the afternoon talking about fatherhood with his young and new father Joe, this made him think of Catherine and the life he planned to build with her. He also spent time observing some filming techniques from Becky, who was learning new video editing skills in the hope of finding a career in the media industry.

So were William's favorite commitments, to be close to people, as he once said to Catherine, he liked to be useful. And before leaving that institution, he pledged again that he would always help in whatever was necessary to draw attention to these solvable issues not only that day, but in the coming months and years. William believed that using his image and visibility would help, drawing attention to the action in helping those who are struggling.

William and Catherine did not see each other in person on any of those days, they only exchanged a few messages during the day and at night they always talked on FaceTime, where they always told what they had done during the day at work and also about any banal subject. William never got tired of flirting with her and making her smile and Catherine loved this affection coming from him.

It was finally Friday and August invited them to go to his house, both accepted the invitation, so now William was sitting on Catherine's bed with his back resting on the head of the bed and his legs stretched under the quilt, where more than seven pairs of clothes were scattered. Catherine went in and out of the closet, had already changed her clothes countless times and finally seemed to have found the one she liked the most. William had dressed up in his own apartment and went to Catherine's to pick him up about 45 minutes ago, but he did not dare to rush her, after all they had scheduled it at eight in the evening.

“What did you think?” said Catherine, opening her arms to show the chosen outfit. Catherine wore black tights, a dark green dress with a coat of the same tone on top, wore a pair of black boots. The fabric of the dress looked so soft and the pieces fit perfectly on her body.

“You look wonderful!” said William, getting up from the bed to surround her waist. “How lucky I am.”

“Thank you, Wills. ― said Catherine, staying on her toes, because even in heels she was shorter than him, she put a long kiss on her lips. “Shall we go?”

“Let's go!” William checked if his wallet and car key were in his pocket and then took Catherine's hand and went towards the car.

August's apartment was nearby, about 10 minutes later William parked in front of Catherine's friend's residence. The icy air was almost not even noticed, because as soon as they got out of the car, William took Catherine's hand and put it inside his own coat, she smiled at him as they walked to August's door. Earlier that day, August was very excited about this dinner, Catherine spent the whole afternoon trying to get information from him, but it was in vain.

August and Arthur welcomed them with great affection at their home, Arthur loved to cook and prepared a delicious dinner for them, William felt very comfortable with Catherine's friends. August was a very fun person, who spoke non-stop, Arthur was more reserved and always laughed at everything August said, they had been together for 8 years, but those who see from the outside think they are newly married. The house was so welcoming, the atmosphere exuded love and complicity, it was great to be in their company. After dinner, Arthur invited them to sit in the living room, while drinking wine, August was a little agitated than usual.

“For God's sake, August... Are you trying to kill me with anxiety?” said Catherine laughing. She was holding a glass of wine and William was sitting next to her, also enjoying the taste of a delicious Italian wine. Arthur laughed and looked at his husband.

“I still can't believe you could hold the news even for her. I have to confess, I'm so proud, I thought you wouldn't be able to keep it a secret.” Arthur laughed and took a sip of wine.

“Well, it was very very very very difficult, there were moments that I almost couldn't stand, I thought I was going to die...” said August, laughing and making everyone laugh. He put the cup on the coffee table. “Shall we tell you, love?”Arthur got up and went towards August, he was sitting in the armchair to the left of the sofa where William and Catherine were sitting, the man touched the armchair while caressing his husband's back. Catherine shook William's hand and they both looked closely at them.

“Kate... William... finally! We're going to be parents! We found our son, we found our boy.” exclaimed August, the joy was palpable.

“OH MY GOD!” Catherine screamed, pushing the cup to the coffee table and lifting in a jump. “What wonderful news, Augus!” two steps were enough for her to get to her friends, Catherine hugged August who had also gotten up with her scream. “I'm so happy for you.” she joined Arthur in the hug. William remained seated, but the smile was stamped on his face.

Catherine separated from their embrace with watery eyes.

William got up and congratulated Arthur with a warm hug, then hugged August as well.

“And then... Can you tell us how this happened?” William asked, while pulling Catherine to sit on his lap.

“So, it's been a while since we entered the documentation, Kate knows that we always wanted this...” he smiled at her who nodded. “and you know it's something very complicated, I honestly was almost discouraged, but Augus never let me lose hope. And then, three months ago, the updates started. First we got a call and then we went there to meet him.”Arthur and August's face lit up even more. “And it was perfect, he's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life.”

“Our boy's name is Luke, and he is 1 year and 9 months old. He's wonderful, do you want to see a picture of him?”completed August.

“Of course!” said William and Catherine.  August unlocked the cell phone, looking in the photo gallery, handed the cell phone into the hands of Catherine, who can't help but smile when looking at the photo. A boy with brown hair and big and bright eyes of the color of jabuticaba, a round nose and a shy smile, he was sitting under a carpet and wore a blue jacket. “Oh my God, he is so beautiful!” said Catherine, delighted.

“He's charming, look at that naughty face. Congratulations, guys. Your son is beautiful.” said William, smiling, as he caressed Catherine's arm. When they looked at the baby's photo, something inside them warmed up even more.

“This needs to be celebrated! Let's toast!” suggested Catherine. Everyone agreed.

When they went to toast, Arthur also said that he had been promoted in his work, he said that he had not told him before because the news of the approval of the adoption was much more important than a promotion, nothing would be match for this wonderful news.

Amid laughter, wine and joy, August told more details of the whole adoption process to Catherine and when Luke would come home with them, while William started a conversation with Arthur about his work.

“Kate, there's something I need to tell you...” August said, holding his shoulder.

“What is it?” asked Catherine.

“Arthur will be transferred to the York Unit, where he will lead the branch there, we are looking for houses, we want a bigger place than our apartment. We are in contact with a broker who showed us some.”

“So you're going to leave the Gallery?” she asked and he nodded. “I'm so happy for you, that I can't even be sad about not having my best friend with me every day.”

“Ah, Kate!” he exclaimed and hugged the brunette again. “I'm so relieved to finally tell you! I've wanted to have contact for a long time, but I was afraid things would go wrong and you would be one more person to be sad with us, and you know... I hate to see you sad.”

“I also hate to see you sad, I've noticed that you were more distant, always leaving in the breaks, and I'm so relieved to know that everything worked out and soon Luke will be with you and I can't wait to meet you.”

“I already talked to Mr. Newton and he gave me a letter of recommendation, next week is my last week. We want to fix everything before Luke arrives, so I'm leaving right away.”

“I'm so happy for you, but I'll miss you so much at work.”pondered Catherine.

“At least now you have Matt.” August replied. At that moment, William looked at Catherine. Arthur had gone to the room to get a piece to show William and he ended up paying attention to the conversation of the two while waiting for his friend's return.

“Oh, but it's not the same thing.” said Catherine and her cheeks blushed involuntarily. For some reason hearing Matt's name and receiving a curious look from William made her embarrassed.

“Matt? That guy who came in recently?” asked William. He knew exactly who it was, but he asked anyway.

“Yes, himself.” replied August.

“Ah.” that's what William just said. And he thanked God that Arthur returned, because he didn't like to hear the phrase "At least you have Matt." What did he mean by that? Catherine didn't talk about Matt, she rarely mentioned his name in conversations about work. William knew that he had no right to think like that, much less make a scene at his friends' house because of a phrase, even more so on a day like today when everyone is very happy.

“Look at that!” exclaimed Arthur and William turned his attention to him.

Catherine tried to disguise the embarrassment and started asking about baby things, so she and August started a long conversation about children's clothes, furniture and room decoration.

The night passed practically in the blink of an eye, it was past eleven thirty at night when they said goodbye to the couple of friends and went straight to Catherine's apartment, while talking about the news of August and Arthur.

“Kate,” said William, while taking off his shirt. “what did August mean by "at least now you have Matt"?”

“Oh, it's just that now Matt and I are getting closer, because of the exhibition, he's in front.” Catherine replied, she went into the closet to change her clothes. Leaving William alone in the room.

“You rarely talk about him and the way Augus spoke, it seems that you are more than co-workers...” said William.

“Will, will you want to talk about it?” Catherine came out of the closet wearing William's favorite sweater. “He's just my friend and we got a little closer because of work.” she approached slowly. “I don't want to talk about it,” stopping in front of him, she touched the tip of her finger on William's naked abdomen. “do you want to talk about it?” he denied, his eyes were fixed on Catherine's body and the subject Matt had been completely forgotten.

“I missed you so much this week.” said William, his hands grabbed her waist. He put a kiss on his right shoulder.  “I love this sweater.” her kisses went up to her neck, who sighed as she felt his touch.

“I missed you every day and it's so cold outside, I'll need you to warm me up today.” Catherine said softly, her hands went up and down William's torso.

William held her chin with his fingertips, his face slowly approached hers and Catherine can feel his breath in her mouth. Catherine wanted to kiss him and as he approached, William retreated a little and smiled.

“Why did you do that?” she asked laughing, approaching again.

“Just to see how much you want.” he whispered in her ear, making Catherine shiver at the tone of her voice and kissed her.

Catherine returned the kiss immediately and on an impulse William squeezed her waist, she climbed on her lap, crossing her legs on his back who carried her to bed, without separating her mouth from hers. When Catherine felt her back hitting the soft quilt, she stopped the kiss to leave a slight bite on William's lips who smiled with her eyes closed because she felt her hands around her body, she slowly caressed her skin towards the south, stopping at the waistband of her pants, as she unbuttoned and opening the zipper the fabric was sliding down his thick legs, William nibbled his neck.

The prince got up quickly to finish taking off his pants and lay down again, his body glued to Catherine's.

“Five days without feeling you like this,” William pushed her legs away, hovering over her body. Your intimacies separated only by the fabric of the sweater and the box underwear. “can I warm you up like that?” Catherine looked at him in amaze, biting her lips.

“That's just how I want it, love.” Catherine trapped William between her legs, pushing his body into hers.

“Fuck, Kate...” his hands walked through her body. “how hot you are.” Catherine breathed with difficulty, feeling his hardness and her skin burned with desire.

“Your...” she whispered and he looked into her eyes. “I'm your hottie.”

Upon hearing this, something inside William exploded, he advanced against Catherine starting a voracious kiss, his agile hands pulling the fabric of the sweater, William wanted to feel her skin even more, separating the kiss just to pass the piece of clothing through her head. His blue eyes shone brightly as he contemplated her body that was covered only by the small panties that were soon taken off, as well as his underwear. William ran a finger through the intimacy of Catherine who moaned loudly. With his hand he stimulated Catherine's center and with his lips he licked and nibbled her breasts, making her shiver, moan and beg for him.

William made a trail of kisses through the brunette's body, until he reached her intimacy, when Catherine felt his tongue could not avoid the loud moan that came out of her mouth, her restless body was firmly held by William's hands, she on the other hand, clung to the quilt while feeling William's tongue giving her pleasure, the waves of orgasm invading her body.

Catherine's panting breath returned to normal and the prince affectionately massaged her thighs, while kissing her flat belly, in order to calm the spasms of her body. Catherine wasted no time and pulled him for a kiss, where she can feel her own taste mixed in his tongue.

Catherine grabbed William's back and his member slid into his hot and receptive entrance, he moaned in his mouth as he felt his penis being swallowed by her tight pussy. William started slow and firm lunges. Catherine moaned his name, seducing him, driving him crazy, making him reach the limit. William knew where Catherine's sensitive points were and encouraged her to reach the apex together, while whispering nonsense in her ear. Feeling that she was close, she increased the thrusts even more, the sound of their bodies colliding in a sensual and hot way. She exploded into an overwhelming orgasm and three lunges after William followed him pouring inside her while moaning her name. Before leaving her, William kissed her affectionately.

“I love you, my hottie.” he laughed and put another kiss on his lips. William got off her, and brought her to his chest. Catherine had her head resting on him and with her right index finger drew small circles on her bare chest.

“I love you,” she said laughing too. “you're hot too, you know? And very, very mine.”

“That I am yours, I have no doubts!” he completed and pressed against him. William and Catherine lay under the covers and talked until they fell asleep, not caring about wearing any clothes and having no idea what was to come.

[phoenix-is-the-hottest-thing]

ahh thank you for the resources! i'll take a look at them soon, i appreciate it :)

i think my curiosity just got the best of me lol cuz like, i hadn't really thought about her being autistic, and then it slowly turned into me realizing that i relate to her in some ways. i haven't actually looked at online quizzes and such, just a few articles here and there mostly to find out a bit more on autism in general so apologies if my ask earlier gave too much cause for concern (i don't know how to phrase this properly)

but yeah, i promise i won't internalize (?) it, i actually still want to know (for lore reasons or just simply bc i want to hear from other mobius likers) if you're willing to share haha. thanks for replying!

I've talked about it a little here:

and probably older times I can't find anymore. BUT anyway here are some non-exhaustive thoughts:

Her issues with theory of mind (basically she is noted multiple times to treat others and herself the same way, she'll test things on herself first and not realize that it's not because she was fine that others will also find it fine. This is something I've both heard of and personally witnessed as a common issue, though it's possible to mostly grow out of)

She gets pissed off by loud noises (such as voices or wreckage, though the latter is upsetting for additional reasons) and prefers the repetitive beeps of machinery

Associated to and prefers darkness (less stimulating?)

When frustrated she plops on the couch and pops bubble wrap, AKA she stims canonically

VERY passionate about narrow interests, to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep, also she straight up infodumps and then praises the FCs for not interrupting in an event. Also she loves snakes and to a lesser extent small animals enough to get a cute patch on her labcoat

Gets attached and personifies animals/non-humans easily (Klein 2 in the event being the most glaring example since it was a literal giant monster, but she's also super attached to her robot daughter, and she wasn't insensitive to Gray Serpent's plight either)

Others have a LOT of trouble understanding her, with only Klein really managing to do so— and notably she describes Mobius as someone who thinks differently from other people ("a pure seeker" iirc).

Other folks feel free to add onto this or comment or such :3

[sidekickjoey]

WIP Word Search Game

Rules: Share snippets of your work containing each of the words the previous poster selected for you (optional addition: if you can't find the word in your WIPs, or you simply don't have any WIPs, you can just write a sentence around the word)

Tagged by @daysarestranger- thank you so much <3 Please enjoy scenes from my big bang fic!!

My words: eye, away, think, green, date

EYE

He looks rather unlike himself tonight in the misty darkness. His hair is up, tied loosely with what looks to be a gray scrunchie. Instead of his signature Hellfire shirt or band tee and black pants, he is bundled up nicely in a red flannel and faded blue jeans. He might as well be dubbed the poster boy for small-town attire, if not for his tattoos and a smearing of what looks to be eyeliner around his eyes disorienting the whole look.

AWAY

The remaining shreds of his naiveté melted away in the years of hell that followed. In 1984, no one was there to save him when he was all that stood between the kids and a pack of bloodthirsty demodogs. No one came out and yelled ‘gotcha’ in between laughter when he laid bloodied and bruised on the floor of some underground Russian facility. By the time ’86 came around and he was faced with not only his own imminent death, but that of everyone around him and possibly the world, Steve was done hoping for miracles or happy endings.

THINK

“I think it would be cruel for them to not accept you,” he says back to Robin with as much earnestness as he can muster. “You’re like, wickedly smart. But, I also think we won’t know the verdict until you open the letter. Which you should do, by the way. Like, soon.”

GREEN

"The grass isn't always greener on the other side, Steven," his dad sneers, looking down on Steve. "It's about time you learned that instead of chasing these stupid pipe dreams of yours like some kid."

DATE

Steve Harrington had once loved apocalyptic movies. He didn’t stumble upon them often, too busy with baseball or basketball or a pretty date to sit for a full show. When he did though, they captivated him. They showed him a world in which even the most dire of circumstances could eventually work themselves out in the end. Happy endings could exist for anyone. As a boy who felt rather smothered by his oppressive father and the weight of expectations on him going into high school, it was a comforting concept. It was also incredibly naive. Steve stopped being naive in November of 1983.

Random tags: @xpaperheartso @steddieasitgoes @sidekick-hero @scoops-stevie

Your words are: Eat, grow, why, gentle, new

[nerice]

song tag!

i was tagged by @albatris (thank u sm i love doing these!!<3) to pick some theme songs for my main characters but i am choosing to make it just a general nano story song tag bc i only recently mentioned an eliada song & cannot elaborate on [gestures] and wanna talk abt nano vibe songs :>

THE QUIET PLACE

aka ah shit here we go again another screenplay abt shitty immortals. this time with less murder (some murder) and more homoeroticism. its like a debate club in here iykwim

don't fall asleep at the helm / sleeping with sirens i lost my heart, my home is the ocean, the waves underneath will soon be my home, i will fall asleep. i'll close my eyes and dream of days when i wasn't all alone

:))))))) central conceit of the entire endeavor. i don't have to say anything more here i am just excited to dust off tge mechanics and make em hurt the same way again but different :3>

& genuinely this is the only true song for minor so far but i've been curating a few additional vibes i wna share. leaning into the unholy romance angle bc i wanna see how badly i can crash this car lmao

mr. fear / siamés you know / i'll never disappear // just trust in me my dear / no cure is coming near // i'm not here to fulfill your parody // +++ how come my song becomes unreal? you never understand my melodies

remixing the good old unlicensed doctor/patient dynamic for minor eli/gray here :3 plus i promise even without linn around i will make this abt melodies. leaning into smth that only got the smallest of mentions in main tge >:3 i want to talk abt it but also U WILL SEE!!

evil in a closet / in flames

((from the album 'soundtrack to your escape' that includes the song 'the quiet place' ;3 which is a mainline canon gr*y song but does not fit screenplay context. but i had to include smth from the album for good measure)) so i went with the hardest self-drag:

i sink in waters deep your presence kept me floating far from depths where secrets lie maybe in another lifetime i can be the first you meet

and other romance crimes on main. also cannot resist the ocean imagery thruline!!!!!!! this is going to be SO MUCH FUN :D!

also tagging @ispybluesky @cospinol @wolfandrat to do this for ur nanowrimo projects i wanna know!!!!! >:3c

[chromaticmagpie]

Ninjago angst in the year of our lord 2022? Yes

Bonus from @thoriffix :

[bewitchingivy]

Pick A Card: Blessings You'll Receive This 2022

Hi, everyone! I'm Ivy and welcome to my very first PAC here in tumblr. In this PAC, we'll find out what blessings you'll receive this 2022. A little spoiler about these gifts won't hurt.

Keep in mind that this is a general reading so take what resonates and leave what doesn't! After all, the situation that the cards predict is not set in stone. It's only one of the countless possibilities that the future holds, and you undoubtedly have the power to change your future.

Please choose from one to three piles. You may choose more than one if you're feeling called to. And I pray that your intuition will lead you to the right pile(s). So take a deep breath, calm your mind, and pick the pile(s) where you are most drawn to.

Disclaimer: This is for entertainment purpose only. Photos used are not mine, they belong to their respective owners.

MASTERLIST

From left to right: 1, 2, 3

Pile One

ace of pentacles, three of wands, queen of wands, justice, ace of wands, three of cups.

For those of you who chose the first pile—this is your reading. I see tremendous success here, which depends on what success means for you. For some of you, it could be that you're starting out a business (I'm also getting the feeling that this business of yours have somthing to do with your creativy, and I see that you're blessed with so many brilliant ideas this year) and I just feel a lot of wealth are coming in for you from this business that you have. For some, it could be a job offer, the job that you've always wanted. You've worked hard and the universe rewards you for your blood and sweat. This year offers you confidence. If I could cut this reading to the chase; I'm literally sensing that boss bitch vibes. Wow, even typing this right now made me feel so confident and strong. Okay, I also heard that there will be people who's going to become envious of you. But please keep in mind to never mind them and don't waste your energy on them, there are a lot of great things you could spend your time with. If they're jealous, who cares? Just keep your head high, okay? And don't let anyone break you down with their negative energy. Just walk away with grace and confidence, because you know that you're living your dreams or you're on your way to live your dreams.

Also in the past, someone might have hurt you or more like you trusted this person so much and they broke it. When they lost your trust, you also lost some things you achieved because of them. But God or the Universe is giving back what you lost. And it's even better than what you expect.

And last but not the least, despite with the three of cups present—I don't see you much socializing this year or celebrating your success with friends, but rather I see you celebrating your success by yourself. And it's not a bad thing at all, you're most likely to spend this year to take care and pamper yourself, and you deserve it!

Channeled song: Overdrive by Conan Gray

channeled words: being heard, strawberry, pancakes, bicycle, Tom, bay leaf, cricket, storm, pray, 10, crochet, meal, coming home, taste, flow, original.

Additional note: okay, no kidding. I'm seeing a lot of cooking. Your business or job could be related to that.

Thanks for stopping by, and I'll see you next time! — Ivy

Pile Two

hierophant, death, king of wands, five of cups, five of wands, ace of pentacles.

Hello, for those of you who chose pile two! Okay, let me first point out that starting this reading, I just had a sudden feeling of nervousness and my palms are all sweaty out of nowhere. Now this could be your energy at the moment. You may be feeling worried or fidgety when it comes to your manifestations, well Universe is saying that there's absolutely no reason for you to be. I want to remind you that you're the creator of your reality, whatever you want, you will attract it. So don't be worried okay? Just let your worries rest and enjoy the present moment. Also, it could be that you use water as part of your manifestation method. I also heard that you should hydrate yourself more.

Clearly the Universe has offered you a fresh start after ending or letting go of something you once had (a relationship, career, etc.) but I sense that it was something that no longer serves you. The thing you lost was something that meant a lot to you and it was very difficult for you to let it go. I'm sorry to hear about that, fam. This could be the reason why you're somehow worried about your manifestations. But I want you to know, that because you have let go of something that no longer serves you, the Universe will reward you. Also I heard to please make peace with the past so you can live in the moment and move on confidently to the future. As for the reward, I feel like there's certainly more blessings but the only things I can see is related to financial. And not just that, but you're also provided with the confidence and wisdom that you will need to move forward towards your endeavors. Also, I heard that for some of you—you will be working with a group. Everyone in that group will share your same goals, careerwise or education. And you will be working hard together with a project that I feel it seem to be really important. So have courage, fam! Leave your worries behind, youre doing well <3

channeled song: 11:11 by Taeyeon

channeled words: choose a decision, fly, taming a snake, bells chiming, trees, orange, sense of smell, click, windows, for life, pole, pisces, campfire.

Thanks for stopping by, and I'll see you next time! — Ivy

Pile Three

page of swords, two of wands, two of coins, the star, nine of swords, six of wands.

For those of you who chose the third pile—first, I saw a red outfit while shuffling the cards. With a ribbon, I suppose. So that may resonate for some of you. Okay, this year you will actually feel like you're “too blessed.” But why you thought of this is because you are actually given a lot of opportunites to achieve your endeavors. But then you just can't make up your mind for choosing a decision, because I feel like in this you're only allowed to decide one choice. You might feel like your mind will be clouded due to the loss of confidence and the pressure of deciding important decisions, but I'm hearing here that if you just trust yourself—your gut, your instincts—you will be able to choose the right path for you. You might also travel out of your country, I'm hearing Italy somewhere in that part of Europe. (But if you're currently in Italy right now, then maybe around your neighboring countries lol). Oop! I just saw 111! ✨ And though you may have a lot of things to do this year, you will be able to work through them perfectly. You may be one of those people who have a tight schedule, and yet they still manage to have time for anything and finish everything in the checklist.

Finally, with the star and the six of wands—you will have some sort of recognition this year. Your hard work will be paid off, and people will see you as a very respectable person. Overall, you will just feel bliss and joy. And I also heard that you have this favorite place to go at night, particularly around nature, despite it being quite late you just want to breathe in the moment and enjoy your surroundings. Or there will be some sort of hobby that you will do at night (or even during the day) that will bring you fulfillment and love for yourself. In the past, you might have been through a hard time and you would just cry yourself to sleep every night, (and I'm sorry to hear that, fam. Here, I'm sending virtual warm hugs! <3) but no more of that! You'll decide that there are so many wonderful things you'll do and you'll just miss them if you spend your time feeling horrible. I remember Billie Eilish said something like that and you might wanna look it up. But hey, I want to remind you to not force yourself to be positive, because that is purely toxic. If you want to let out a good cry, then do so! This too shall pass. Nothing's permanent, it's all just a cycle to feel happy today and sad tomorrow.

Channeled song: Wonderland by Taylor Swift (ily if you're a swiftie too), Happier Than Ever by Billie Eilish (I didn't shuffle this, I had it while channeling the words below and thought I might as well add it here)

Channeled words: providence, unsure, quiet, Tiana from The Princess and the Frog, luck, fifty, dare, cologne, drift, be careful, trickster, false relationship, spinning, joy, marble staircase, white roses, mare.

Thanks for stopping by, and I'll see you next time! — Ivy