#and sun and moon are like “okay we hate this but if it means we get to see that cute valet everyday..”

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

You say "Sun/Moon arranged to be married to someone that's rude to them" I hear "Sun/Moon arranged to be married to Eclipse, when all of them would much rather marry Reader"

THIS IS IT. THIS IS THE MOST CHAOTIC TAKE FOR THE BETROTHED-BUT-IN-LOVE-WITH-A-SERVANT AU THERE COULD POSSIBLY BE. ONE WHOLEASS IDIOT STUPIDING THEIR WAY THROUGH LIFE WHILE THREE WHOLEASS MORONS ARE FRANTICALLY GOOGLING ‘how to tell my crush that I only want to elope with them and forget all about my engagement and live happily with them in a small cottage in the country side for the rest of our lives’

[deanbrainrotwritings]

—  FOLLOW THE SUN

SUMMARY : the adventures of dean accidentally growing a beard and learning to love it, or the sudden rise of a kink. 

PAIRING : dean winchester x fem!reader 

CHARACTERS : sam winchester

WARNINGS/TAGS : explicit(18+), fluff, oral sex (f. receiving), p in v, my headcannon — dean is a germaphobe about other people’s germs but not about his own 😭

WORD COUNT : 3.1k

A/N : close your eyes song title. @spnkinkevents : #12daysofspnkinkmas2023 — beard kink. ngl, I hated beards, but jensen would grow them between seasons for years, and… pfft, i changed my mind, especially now that it’s a constant. 

Being stuck in the woods was truly a pain in the ass. 

Y/n felt dirty, sweaty, and was completely disgusted by the smell of blood on her. It was worse being aware of the chunks of guts and other monster bits stuck to her, but they had to survive the night to finish off the wolf pack. 

It was their last night, but they were able to finish the job completely before the full moon could fully wane. 

Now, entering the Bunker was the best feeling in the world. Sam and Dean had the decency to only turn the lamps on to not overwhelm her senses, and on the ride back to their room, Dean didn’t play music too loud either.

She’d kiss him, but she felt too disgusted by the sensation of dirtiness on her own skin. And while Dean looked absolutely kissable and adorable, she had to resist out of apprehension of getting anything else in her mouth. She already felt like puking her guts out or getting some blood cleanse, anything to feel fully clean again after the week's hunt.

Despite feeling overwhelmed by the layer of gunk and grime, when Dean sweetly wrapped his arms around her, and pressed a big kiss to her cheek in a comforting manner, she let him. She closed her eyes, shivering at the tickle of his beard against her cheek, and hummed softly.

Finally, she felt she could relax. Her entire body released all the tension and stress the longer he held her, and after a few minutes, he murmured, “let get cleaned up.” 

“Go ahead, guys,” Sam told them, rubbing the back of his neck, “I’m gonna go down and use the bath in the other room.” He sent Y/n a sweet smile, reassuring her that it was fine for her and Dean to use the shower rather than him. 

“Alright,” she drew out, slightly unsure, letting Dean remove himself from behind her. He gave her a bright smile when he moved in front of her and led her into the communal bathing room with their fingers intertwined.

“Look,” Dean started as soon as Sam was out of earshot, sensing his girlfriend’s discomfort, “we both know Sam’s not going in the showers with you naked. Even if there’s a thick wall between us. He never has and he’s not going to today. He said it’s fine, so it’s fine.” He brushed his thumb gently over hers and she squeezed his hand gratefully. 

“I’ve known Sam for seventeen years, I know that about him already,” she laughed, “doesn’t mean I’m gonna stop feeling bad.”

“Okay, yeah, fine,” he frowned, amusement sparkling in his eyes. He watched her for a while and she pretended not to feel his eyes on her. He grinned down at her lovingly when he opened the door to the showers.  

Once they were inside, they dumped the top layers inside-out onto the floor first, Dean’s thick giant jacket holding her smaller clothes. They began getting rid of big chunks and body parts by dumping them into the bin. 

“That’s so gross,” she groaned, reaching into Dean’s head to remove a few monster bits that he missed while he did the same to her.

“You’re still beautiful, d’ya know?” He smiled down at her flirtatiously, brushing her unkempt hair away from her face. She blushed, puffing her cheeks out when she averted her gaze from his face. 

“So are you, somehow,” she said softly. “Even if it took me five days to convince you to get rid of your boxers.” She bit her tongue as she grinned up at him. Dean snorted, stepping away from her to cross his arms across his chest defensively.

“It’s not the first time I do the ‘flip them inside out, backwards, and wear them in all the possible ways to make them last’ thing,” he confessed, pressing his tongue against the inside of his cheek. 

She blinked up at him, letting the information sink, with a pout on her lips. Unexpectedly, after a few moments, she beamed up at him and started to laugh. 

“That’s… so adorable,” she told him between laughs. 

“You don’t think it’s gross?” His brows furrowed, but there was a little smile on his face. 

“Well, yeah,” she gasped, “but.. it’s also cute.” She slapped a hand over his chest and shook her head. “You’re so adorable,” she cooed playfully, squeezing his bearded cheeks with one hand. 

He rolled his eyes and wrapped his fingers around her small wrist, pulling her hand away. Except she curled her other hand around the back of his neck, stood on the tips of her toes, and brought him down for a sweet kiss. His eyes closed immediately, brows furrowing in concentration, his chapped lips turning up into a smile. 

She pulled away, then scratched her chin with a childish pout, at the tickle of his beard against her soft skin. 

“I’m shaving it off after we shower,” he told her with a smile, scratching the prickly hair on his jaw. 

“Yes, I want to see you naked already,” she cheered lightheartedly, extending her hand to unbuckle his belt. He chuckled at her enthusiasm and pulled his t-shirt off over his head, flinging it across with the pile of clothes they left behind while she unbuttoned his pants expertly.

Dean bit his lip, his cock stirring in his jeans, and then she cackled playfully when she unzipped his jeans, revealing his pubic hair and half-hard dick. He’d gone completely commando for the past two days. 

“Ya know, if you needed underwear, you coulda asked to wear my panties,” she teased, lowering his jeans down his legs slowly. He snickered and nodded, regarding her words as reasonable. Then, he began to measure her hips with his hands clamped around them and clicked his tongue disappointedly.

“You’re way too small, babe,” he informed her. She looked up at him, completely delighted, and started to lift her thermal, long-sleeved shirt up her body. “‘Sides, isn’t this a much better surprise?” 

He looked way too pleased with himself and she gave him a flirtatious side-glance, ridding herself of her jeans. They both kicked them across to the same pile and he turned away to turn the shower on. 

What an ass. 

She bit her lip as she looked fixedly at his nice behind—at his nice… everything. Wow, she was lucky. He had one hell of an ass, and those broad shoulders… sheesh. He was way too hot. His entire body littered in different shades, patterns, sizes, and shapes of freckles. He was all taut and tight in all the right places, and… soft and fleshy in all the right places, too. 

“You gonna strip or just stare at my ass all night, sweetheart?” Dean asked, then looked over his shoulder to catch her with an amused expression on his face. She shook her head, looking him in the eyes rather than at his ass, and sputtered. 

“I wasn’t staring at your ass,” she lied terribly, skilfully removing her bra with one hand behind her, “I was staring at your… everything.” She disclosed breathlessly, kicking her underwear away. He knew she was exaggerating her tone of voice, but he still flushed pink, and turned to face her. She walked up to him inside the large open stall of the shower, the hot water creating a warm mist in the air.  

“Even your wittle ears are cute from behind,” she murmured amorously, gently flicking his bloodstained ears with her fingers. They were slowly turning red and warm the more she flirted with him. “And you’ve got this cute little twirl behind your head where your hair goes down, then some goes to the sides, and the rest goes up to the top… it’s very endearing,” she asserted with a nod and an expression of utter tenderness. 

Her earnestness left no room for doubt and insecurity, but all Dean could do was laugh, and lean down to kiss her. He brought them both beneath the shower head, and pecked her lips a final time.

Carefully—thoroughly, they removed the uncomfortable layers of dirt and blood from their bodies with soap and shampoo. Their skin was clearer, their muscles were loose, and they were now getting sleepy beneath the near-scalding water they both enjoyed.

“Now that I’m seeing you clearly…” she murmured thoughtfully, taking his chin between her fingers. “The beard doesn’t have to go away.” She glanced up at him and brushed her pruned thumb over his pink, wet lips. 

“It’s itchy,” he frowned thoughtfully, attempting to prove his point by nuzzling his bearded jaw into her palm. She giggled, but kept her hand over his cheek. 

“Maybe on your birthday you can shave it off… or maybe after Valentine’s Day?” She suggested quietly, shivering as she now pictured the sensation of it across her skin if he would kiss her. 

He studied her face, the flush from the hot water astride her cheeks and chest. The hardness of her nipples, though, could only be attributed to arousal. He inhaled slowly and gazed at her eyes once more, taking in her pondering expression. 

“But, it’s your face, Dean,” she dropped her hand from his cheek and smiled up at him cutely, “do what makes you happy.”

Dean took her words into consideration. It’s December now—halfway through the month, really. His birthday would then be a little over a month away on the twenty-fourth of January… Valentine's day would be longer, but not undoable…

“If I keep it, I do get rewards, right?” He asked smugly, gripping her arms. She squinted her eyes at him, smiling, allowing him to walk her backwards until the cold tile touched her back.

“What would you like?” She bit her lip, her breath picking up as she stared up at him, his sensual green eyes staring down at her knowingly. Dean slid his hands down her arms and intertwined his fingers of one hand with hers, tilting his head as he pretended to think. 

He switched the water off with the other, then kissed her softly, plush lips pushing against hers, his lips trapping her bottom lip in between. Unconsciously, his hand found her hip, and he gently brushed his thumb over her hip bone before he pulled back and smiled at her tenderly.

“Nothin’ you haven’t already given to me, baby.”

“Sex?” She asked between heated kisses. “That’s what you wanted?” She smiled against Dean’s mouth, permitting him to kiss her the whole journey to his room. “Not sure how that’s a reward…” Every now and then, he’d push her into a wall to grope her needily. And then, she’d pull him away from the walls to drag him away from where Sam or even Cas could catch them making out. 

“The reward’s gonna be how sensitive…” he panted, leaving wet kisses along her neck as he opened the door to his room, she gasped at the sensation of his beard moving across her skin. “... you’ll be… and how wet I’ll make you…” he kicked the door behind him once they were inside and pushed her into the table next to the entrance, tugging the towel loose from her body to throw it over the green leather couch. “... every time I fuck you…” He dragged his fingertips down the front of her body, sensually, slowly, driving her mad before dipping down between her legs. “... all because you have a thing for my beard.” 

She inhaled sharply, balancing herself by gripping the edge of the table. “I do not,” she denied, spreading her legs a little more as he teased her slick entrance with two of his fingers. 

“Really?” Dean wondered, wearing a fake frown on his face. He lowered himself  down, tugging the towel from his hips to fold it on the hard floor for his knees. He brought her hips toward his face, away from the table, licking his lips while keeping his eyes on hers.

“I have… just a,” she paused, watching Dean stick his tongue out between her folds to find her clit, “uh, a general… attraction to you…” He stared up at her smugly, flicking her clit teasingly with the tip of his tongue until her legs shook, and she flexed her hand on the table, letting it fly into his wet hair. “... y’know,” she moaned, “regardless of what you look like.” Dean leaned his head back to look at her, disbelieving as he lifted one of her legs over his shoulder.

“So… you don’t think I look hotter,” he stated, tilting his head up. She tried to resist smiling, but she couldn’t, and she snickered down at him.

“No,” she lied, then took his face in both of her hands, and shoved it between her legs to stop him from teasing her with words. He didn’t fight her, just hummed in surprise, and vengefully sucked on her clit, pushing his face deeper into her, his beard brushing delightfully between her sensitive thighs. 

“Fuck,” she whispered, gazing down at him with a mirrored look of mischief and affection. Her cheeks were hot and coloured, and her heart was beating excitedly. 

He moved his mouth lower as she writhed and moaned his name, lovingly combing her fingers through his wet hair while he lapped at her entrance enthusiastically, breaching her tight hole. With a rumbling moan, Dean squeezed the back of her thighs, salivating at the taste of her, igniting her nerves as his bearded mouth moved between her legs.

She gently ground her hips against his face, her eyes fluttering shut for a few moments, before opening to continue admiring him. His nose moved against her clit while his tongue dipped inside the opening of her vagina, twisting around inside her pulsing walls, devouring her to prove his point, leading her to the ends of her pleasure.

He waited for the tell-tale signs of her orgasm’s approach: the flutter of her eyes, the breathiness of her moans, the arch of her back, the tightening of her grip on his hair. That’s when he pulled his mouth from her cunt, licking his lips to swipe away her arousal, he ignored her protests, and stood up.

“Gonna admit it now?” He murmured, grasping her chin, continuing to gaze down at her with admiration. She licked her dry lips and had the audacity to think about his question while batting her lashes at Dean. It amused him so much it drew out a husky chuckle as he leaned down to kiss her once more. 

“I’m just messin’ with you,” she mumbled against his lips, burying her fingers into his hair, leading him away from the door. “You look very hot with a beard, Dean,” she continued kissing him, pressing him close to her mouth, guiding him blindly to his bed. 

“I knew it,” he whispered with an eager smile against her mouth, turning her towards the green couch, and away from his memory-foam mattress. 

She slowly pulled away, sitting down on the leather couch after moving away the half-wet towel he’d thrown on it. “Couch sex,” she smirked, grabbing his waist to bring him closer to her. 

Dean mirrored her smirk, “your favourite,” he teased, biting his lip when she wrapped her hand around his cock, kissing his stomach first. Slowly, she stroked his heavy cock up and down, and hummed in agreement, opening her mouth for his hard cock. 

He moaned softly, bringing his hand to the back of her neck, splaying his fingers to grasp the wet hair at the bottom of her head. He clenched his hand, breathless as she licks into his a lot for his precum, swirling her wet tongue around the pink tip. 

“Oh, fuck,” he gasped, tugging her hair when she started sucking and bobbing her head, taking him deeper into her mouth. “As sexy as you look…” he trailed off, pulling her off his dick. She pouted at him, even when he nudged her thigh with his knee, and they moved together to lay down over the couch. 

Dean slid his hand beneath her waist, kissing her lips, slowly ghosting his lips away. He teased her by nibbling her jawline, sucking at her neck when she pushed her head into the couch and arched her back, creating marks on collarbone and above her breasts. 

Her hands slid across his body, touching what she could reach, enjoying the warmth of his skin beneath her palms. Her hand veered up to the back of his neck, pressing him closer into her chest, his beard tickling her skin.

“Yeah,” she whispered to herself when Dean swirled his tongue around her hard nipple, “that feels great.” Dean smirked against her breast, encircling his lips around it to begin sucking. 

Dean’s freehand skimmed down her side and the side of her leg, bending her knee, pressing it against her chest. He curled his hand around the bend of her knee and lifted it up to his shoulder, keeping it there as he lifted himself up her body, breathing warmly against her lips. 

“If Sam’s an ass about the beard,” Dean warned her, his cock pressing into her entrance, “I’m gonna tell him you have a kink.” She lifted her head to glare at him, but when he gently pushed into her, she closed her eyes and dropped her head back on the couch, bringing him in for a kiss.

“It wouldn’t even be a lie,” she confessed, short of breath against his mouth with a flirtatious grin. He breathed out a laugh, pushing his hips flush against hers before starting to thrust into her roughly. 

“Well,” Dean exhaled, “I didn’t count you for a beard lover.” She bit her lip and laughed through her nose while Dean’s hand dropped down between her legs, shoving her leg off the couch to pound deeper into her as the leather squeaked and the wood creaked beneath them. 

“Sometimes… I don’t know if you’re actually unaware of how good looking you are… but you make everything work,” she panted, watching Dean stand on his knee with his other leg on the floor. She slowly slid her hands away from his body with a pout. 

“Sure…” he whispered, ears turning red. “Beauty, eye of the beholder… all that,” he reasoned, lifting her hips for a better angle, moaning when she clenched around his cock and released a high-pitched gasp. Dean moved his hand between their bodies, splaying his hand over her pelvis, lifting her clitoral hood, and gently pushing circling around her clit. 

Despite the overwhelming bliss of her impending orgasm, she lifted herself up on her elbow and glared at him for attempting to minimise her praise. She saved her words for later, the darkening of her eyes making him swallow anxiously, but delight made his stomach flip and warmth spread through him. 

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[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ female, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

a/n: okay so we all know Daemon wouldn’t be a great partner, but this is Tumblr and we take characters and form them into something ... other than what the author created them as. So here is a healthier version of Daemon Targaryen

Warnings; mentions of blood, violence, etc 

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ    

ESTP

Slytherin

Chaotic Neutral/Evil

Aries Sun, Scorpio Moon, Gemini Rising

SFW🌿

⭑ Daemon knows exactly how to push your buttons, and he loves doing so. 

     “Are you not listening on purpose Daemon? Gods! Some days I could wring your neck.”

 “I love you too, darling.”

⭑ He loves when you braid his hair; and massage his scalp during the progress. He’ll audibly groan when your fingers dig into his scalp. 

⭑ Loves seeing you in his clothes

⭑ He’s so incredibly protective over you and no one dares hurt THE Daemon Targaryen’s wife. If anyone tries, then they WILL die. It’s happened a few times actually. To go to the Targaryen’s, enemies would target you. But they had never landed their blows. 

⭑ You’re a tough woman, who doesn’t take crap from anyone. That got you into trouble with a lot of people at court, and you were hated by many people. 

⭑ You didn’t care though - why would you listen to the opinions of sheep?

⭑ And you aren’t scared of darkness within others. You yourself have some (don’t we all?) 

⭑ Daemon loves this about you - nothing shocks you. And he remembers the first time he fell in love with you; when he could tell you everything about himself and you didn’t flinch. 

⭑ Many would think he’s the dominant one in the relationship, but it’s you. It’s all you. 

⭑ You’re absolutely in love with dragons (I mean who isn’t) but you have such an admiration for them, that they were your fixation for most of your childhood. You’ve read everything you can about them, about the Targaryen history and how dragons came to be

⭑ Daemon loves that he has someone to tell everything to. You know many family secrets about the Targaryens (that always stay within the blood-related family)

⭑ You aren’t a Targaryen though. Probably a Baratheon, Hightower, or Lannister noblewoman who was sent to court. 

⭑ Daemon is actually really good at cuddling and likes it best when you’re on top of him - your head on his chest. He’ll mindlessly twirl your hair between his fingers, talking to you until you fall asleep. 

⭑ Your wedding was huge. And I mean absolutely - because Viserys was so happy that Daemon’s focus was on you. It felt like a relief that Daemon was marrying for love. 

⭑ Daemon buys you everything you desire - no expense spared. Literally, he’s gotten into trouble by Otto Hightower with how much he’s spending on you. 

⭑ I do think you have a good heart though, so a lot of the things he buys for you, you give to people who actually need it. 

⭑ Rhaenyra likes you a lot. You’re someone she looks up to - someone who has already broke tradition by being a bold woman. Who says what she thinks and damns the consequences. 

⭑ Viserys would hold some reservations (that were planted by Otto) about Daemon’s legitimacy with the succession. He would have a bigger claim if you bore children. 

⭑ But ultimately it would be up to you. Do you want kids? Okay, Daemon will work day and night to fill your belly. You don’t want kids? Fuck kids then. We have dragons and each other, that’s all we need. 

⭑ I think he would calm down in the sense that he wouldn’t be so brutal towards others. You’re someone who gives him confidence - he doesn’t need to prove himself. So when he needs help, he will take it. 

⭑ People are nervous around Daemon when you’re not there - he’s much more well-mannered and pleasant in your presence. 

⭑ He smells like smoke, basil and frankincense. 

⭑ Calls you ‘My darling,’ ‘Love,’ ‘Pet.’ 

Relationship Tropes: 

Villain/Badass Power Couple

Monster in Disguise (you; I mean c’mon you can let loose) x Incredibly Protective of You

Asshole to absolutely everyone except their significant other x Knows their s/o wouldn’t dare be rude to them because they’ll catch these hands

NSFW🔞 minors dni!

⭑ Daemon definitely has a breeding kink, and the thought of you heavily pregnant with his child turns him on to no end 

⭑ Is definitely into really kinky sex. He loves having hot wax dripped on him as part of foreplay. 

⭑ He loves blood-play. And when you’re on your period he asks you to ride his face. 

⭑ Hickies absolutely EVERYWHERE; Daemon’s favourite pass time when you’re alone is marking you. 

⭑ You love teasing him while in public - your dress slipping, showing your thigh/bending down in front of him to pick something up/’accidentally’ rubbing up against him while in other company

⭑ His favourite position is doggy; he loves when you’re on all fours, your ass in the air. 

⭑ Oh and he most definitely eats ass. 

⭑ I think Daemon would be up for anything. Nothing disturbs/grosses him. 

⭑ His favourite place to cum is either inside you or in your mouth/on your face. 

⭑ When you’re just about to cum, he’ll pull out and wait for your high-pitched whine. 

   “Daemon! Please!” 

⭑ Very rough kisses

⭑ He loves biting your ear lobe while he’s deep inside of you

⭑ Your smell drives him insane - like an immediate aphrodisiac 

⭑ He loves dirty talk and is absolutely shameless about it. 

     “Do you like me fucking you like a common whore?” 

⭑ He’s more dominant in the bedroom ... because you allow him to be. 

⭑ There’s always a hot bath waiting when you’ve finished having sex. You’ll both climb in, and bathe the other. 

[heartlilith]

Drunk Confessional (Personal Astrology Observations)

Here are some of my observations and opinions on various placements while sipping on some dranks ;)))

🍻My Sun, Venus, and Mars are in my 8th house using Whole Sign System and using Placidus I have Moon and Venus in the 8th house. Any other 8th housers especially attracted to what others deem creepy/weird/dangerous? Whether it's people, topics of conversation, music taste, or superstitions. When I talk to my boyfriend about what happens after we die, he WON'T hear it. I got an Ouija board for Christmas one year and he wouldn't summon demons with me :( he's so scared lmfaooo. Also, my boyfriend has been to jail, has face tattoos, and is the embodiment of controversial. Any other 8th housers relate? No? Okay.

🍻Going off of ^^^. I met this girl one time at a ... facility ... and she went by the name Lilith; she's instagram famous, goth, loves witch shit, she's a satanist and basically she was everything that people side eyed. When I tell you I LOVED THIS GIRL. I wish we kept in contact, I swear I had heart eyes and I'm straight af. She was so intriguing and we became such good friends... I miss her. She was an Aries Sun, Aries Moon, Scorpio Rising. The coolest chick.

🍻I have 12th Pluto and Chiron (whole sign) and in the 11th house (Placidus) and I ghost everyone. Most times it's unintentional. Due to some issues at home, I up and left my hometown in the middle of the night to live with my boyfriend a couple states away and the next day my friends were like "Wtf? Where are you?".

🍻Guys I am the queen of running away when things get hard. Even when I was young. I'm not really sure what would indicate this? Maybe Uranus/Neptune in the 1st? 12th house Sagittarius? No clue. I'm a master escapist physcially, mentally, substance-ly ;).

🍻I have never had a "dream job" (Sun and Neptune square MC). All I know is I will be rich. I know it in my heart. I fucking better be.

🍻Actually ^ not true I wanted to be an Astronaut when I was like 5. URANUS IN THE 1ST... I am one with the aliens. This works for Aquarius rising, Uranus/Aquarius Dominant.

🍻Capricorn Rising/Saturn in the 5th house here and for all of you that claim prominent Capricorn placements are boring... let me tell you something... we are busy getting rich so fuck you

🍻I think prominent Earth placements (esp Cap), it's not the materialism that comes with being rich that we want... its the security. Like if life goes wrong in anyway, at least we have the resources to somehow make it better. It's a security blanket. I'd rather be crying in a mansion than crying in a shack. ALSO, most of us know what it's like to grow up poor or below the middle class line.

🍻So my placements - Lilith in the 1st house especially. I'm always reading posts about being sexually wanted or some version of that. Let me tell you I wear sweatpants and sweatshirts most of the time. That profile pic over there? Yeah I don't look like that most days. I feel like since this placement gets sexualized a lot and gets exposed sexually at a young age ... it results in this. Male attention? I used to need that, now I hate men (at least most of them). Scorpio MC and Lilith in Capricorn too.

🍻Scorpio MC - yes I want to be feared. I want to hold power over people that makes them think twice about fucking with me. But not feared in a way that they think I'm mean or rude... feared as in powerful, like a boss type of way. In reality, I run from confrontation and am too scared to stick up for myself but WE ARE WORKING ON IT. Check back in 10 years. I feel like Sun/Lilith in the 10th house, prominent Capricorn placements, prominent Scorpio placements, Aries placements, and Leo placements feel this too.

🍻I have Mars in the 7th house and in terms of romantic relationships, yes I am the problem.

🍻Aries in the 3rd house and the only person I've physcially fought is my sister. I beat the hoe.

🍻MY SISTER ... OK, HOLD ON NOW. SIT DOWN FOR THIS ONE. Let me know WHY this girl is a Taurus Sun, Taurus Moon, Aries Mercury, Taurus Venus, Virgo Mars... (I think her rising is Virgo but not confirmed) ... she goes into work one day, 2 hours late cause she overslept and when her boss confronted her she said "I don't believe in the concept of time" WTF. This is the only thing that makes me doubt astrology. Just kidding, I guess its all the Taurus but ??? Still I'm confused.

🍻Since she was Earth dominant ^, she never had to study for tests in school. She had an almost perfect average and never studied. Meanwhile my ADHD ass (Moon square Jupiter, Sun/Mars (3rd house ruler) opposition Neptune, Neptune in the 1st, Sun opposition Uranus) struggled with a 2.8 in high school.

🍻My mom is a Taurus Sun Libra Moon and my dad is a Scorpio Sun Sagittarius Moon. They aren't together anymore, but when I tell you they're children in old people bodies... me and my parents are more like friends if anything. I was never grounded, never in trouble for what other people my age were in trouble for, and my friends liked them more than me I swear.

🍻Having a lot of Leo in the chart mixed with a healthy scoop of Cancer may make someone kind of dramatic... but it's how I really feel guys ok? Yes, the fact that I have to wake up tomorrow at 8am is sending me rn. Off a ledge. Into a river. Never to return. I would rather eat dirt.

🍻12th house profection year and I never want to go to bed. I never want the day to end. Sleep is a bummer right now. Even when I do sleep I wake up like 100 times. Mostly cause my cat needs pets and who am I to deny him?

🍻ANYONE WITH AN EARTH MOON, ESPECIALLY VIRGO LIKE ME OR 6TH HOUSE. Get a pet. Get one. They rely on you and need you and love you to death. Someone/something NEEDING an Earth/Virgo Moon?! A dream. I love to be needed. I have a dog (1 year) and two kitties (7 months)... they are my literal children that I birthed.

🍻My boyfriend is a Cancer Sun, Aquarius Moon, Leo Mercury & Venus, and Libra Mars... I would pay money to see the female version of him. He's such a brat. BUT he is so fun to be around and is my best friend. His moon is in my 1st house, Sun in my 7th, Venus in my 8th and Mars in my 9th.

🍻Speaking of Aquarius Moon... I've met people with this moon sign and all of them have a detached sense of family in some way or another. Whether they don't have a close relationship with them or they're super independent. My boyfriend was adopted!

That's all for tonight folks xoxo

If I offended you in anyway, no I didn't.

[bitterpotionn]

Johnny Slaughter - Dirt Road

Phew, okay my first ever x reader...ever! I've been so obsessed with Johnny that I had to add my own take on his character. Bear with me, I normally don't do this type of writing. However, I hope to continue to improve. Any feedback or constructive criticism is welcome!

This idea randomly popped into my head and I'm not even sure how to characterize it. A night with Johnny pulled over on the side of an old country road. I experimented with a more hesitant, nervous reader. Again, this is all new to me.

Warnings- Dub-con, unsafe sex, semi-public sex, Johnny's mean, nervous/unsure reader, cunnilingus, focuses more on the reader's inner thoughts, unhealthy dynamics, light slapping, a lot of neck grabbing, Johnny is a litterbug, smoking, name-calling

Red, orange, and yellow streaked across the sky as the sun set deep into the flat horizon. The dirt road he drove down kicked up dust that swirled in circles, disappearing behind them just as quickly.

She laid her head against the seatbelt dispenser, looking out of the rolled-down window. His old white truck hummed as they drove farther and farther out of town. She counted each passing house, fantasizing about the lives of the people who lived in them. What did they do? How many people live there? Do they have kids? What-

"Darlin'" a deep voice cut through her hazy thoughts.

She turned her head to the man driving the old white truck. His right hand was gripping the steering wheel with a bit too much force, while his left lay loosely on top of the stick shift. He was smirking, like usual. He reminded her of a wolf like he could eat her up at any second.

"Are you alright?" his accent thick, the words lazily slipped from his lips.

"Yeah…I was just thinking" she said, turning back to the open window. Allowing the cool wind to hit her face.

He frowned once she looked away, rolling his eyes a bit. His left hand moved from the shift to her thigh, giving it a firm squeeze.

She didn't look at him after that, getting lost again in her wishful thinking. Counting each house one by one by one.

—

She gasped slightly opening her eyes, the sky was dark and she could hear the crickets and frogs chirping. She must have fallen asleep. They were stopped on the side of the road. She could only see vast fields that stopped at the dark tree line. The only light was from the moon and the dull headlights of the truck.

She turned toward the driver's seat. He was out of the car, leaning against the closed driver-side door.

"Johnny…" she said quietly. She knew he couldn't hear her, she almost didn't want him to. But nonetheless, she opened the passenger side door and walked around the truck to stand next to him. He was smoking a cigarette, Marlboro Reds, his favorite.

"What are you doin? Why'd we stop?" she asked looking up at him. He was so tall, that sometimes she felt like she had to crane her neck just to look into his eyes.

He looked down at her and smirked. "Just stopped for a smoke. Got tired of drivin'" he said, grabbing her waist to pull her into his side. He blew the smoke in her direction.

Coughing, she nuzzled into his side, shielding her face from the smoke. She always hated the smell of cigarettes. Recently, though, they were almost a comforting smell. It clung to her clothes, hair, skin, a small reminder of him.

He leaned against his truck, his head tilted up towards the sky. He stared at the stars, expressionless.

"So…how far are we from your family's house?" she asked, breaking the steady silence, craning her head up to look at his face. She held the hand that was gripping her waist, rubbing small circles into his rough skin.

He hesitated. Something he never does, she even took notice. After a long pause, he grunted. "I dunno, maybe another day's drive?"

She didn't pry after that, she didn't want to make him upset. His family was seemingly a very touchy subject, despite him bringing up the idea of taking her there to meet them.

After a while, he threw the butt of his cigarette on the ground stepping on it. He looked down at her, she was still nestled into his side, her eyes now closed.

He chuckled a bit and grabbed her waist leaning her against the driver's side door. Her eyes flew open. "Now hun, I don't think it's fair I'm drivin' all this way and you get to sleep" He hummed out, leaving a trail of kisses down her neck.

"H-hey! I offered to drive you said no" she pouted, wrapping her arms around his waist, pulling him closer to her.

"I can't trust you driving my truck." He scoffed looking down at her. He moved his finger under her chin, pushing it up so she was staring directly at him. "You're just a dumb little girl huh?" He chuckled. A wolf smirk adorned his lips. His words were always laced with degradation. Like he got off on hurting her feelings.

She gave him a pout and stared at him. She was always starstruck at his sharp features. So classically handsome. He reminded her of James Dean. She loved watching those old movies with her dad back home. What was her dad up to? She made a mental note to call him once they arrived at Johnny's home.

He must have noticed her drifting off, he gave her cheek a rough pat. "Focus darlin', I'm not done with you just yet." His hand drifted under her white tank top, his hands stopped just below her breasts.

"Jo-Johnny…" she stuttered out, shivering from his cold hands. "N-not here… It's dark. What if someone sees…" her voice was laced with nervousness.

He scoffed and pulled his hands away. "You're no fun. C'mon…we can go back in the truck, no one will see I promise" He opened the door and lifted her into the truck, so she was sitting with her legs dangling off the seat, facing the outside. His hands were on either side of her, caging her in. She was now looking down at him.

She bit down on her lip slightly, nervous playing with her hands in her lap. She looked into the darkness behind him. Nothing but a cornfield.

He scoffed a bit and played with the buttons of her shorts. "How bout this…" he stopped, smirking up at her before he continued "I'll be a gentleman and help you out first huh?" his calloused hands yanked down her shorts, his arms hooking underneath her knees pulling her closer to him.

She gasped a bit and grabbed onto his shoulders for support. Her eyes were blown wide, and she frantically looked around, worried about someone seeing her in such a vulnerable position.

He grins widely at her nervous state. "You're too cute" he said mockingly as he leaned down, kissing the inside of her thighs. His hand traveled up to her soaking cunt. He gave it a firm slap before looking up at her face.

Her eyes screwed shut as she began breathing heavily. She felt a warm pulsing in her lower belly. "Now look at that…" Johnny gave a low whistle looking at her wet cunt. "Soakin' wet and I barely even touched you" his words were harsh and mocking. He gave her a long lick up her weeping slit.

She gasped, her back arching into him. "F-fuck…m-more…" she whined out, her hands finding their way into his thick hair. His eyes narrowed and he looked up at her pulling away. He grabbed her neck and glared at her, first warning. "Is that any way to ask me, hun?" He smirked at her "Beg nicely, slut"

"J-Johnny please…" her words trailed off, her eyes tearing up in embarrassment, She felt his grip tighten around her neck. "Please! Please…I'll be good!" He hummed slightly, seemingly satisfied with her half-attempt at begging. He began licking and sucking on her swollen clit. Keeping her steady by gripping her thighs.

She cried out as his tongue traveled into her. Her eyes shifted down to him, his face buried in between her thighs, his eyes shut as he worked her. He was eating her with such force. He hummed a bit as he plunged his tongue deeper into her, creating a vibration that made her shake.

He looked up at her, her eyes were shut again. He reached a hand up and grabbed her throat, all while his face was buried in her cunt. Her eyes shot open. She noticed his glare and her breathing hitched. Second warning. "Eyes on me" he said, his voice muffled.

His frantic sucking and licking continued once her eyes were fully locked on him. He reached his hand down and slipped two fingers into her. He curled them up into her rapidly. She felt a blazing sensation in her lower stomach, and her legs began to shake at the sudden entrance. "I…I'm gonna cum!" she moaned out loudly and flew a hand over her mouth in an attempt to quiet her moans. He let out a muffled chuckle as he felt her come undone in his mouth.

He slowly pulled back. His mouth and chin glistened from her arousal. She stared at him and let out a breathy laugh, her eyes hazy and unfocused. He looked so handsome like that. He stared back at her and grabbed her neck, pulling her in for a rough kiss. She could taste herself on his tongue.

He broke the kiss and gripped her chin "What do you say darlin'" His smirk was wide. "Thank you" she breathed out, laying back, trying to catch her breath.

Johnny grabbed her waist and set her back into the passenger seat. He climbed into the truck and shut the door. She panted and laid against the window staring up at the stars. Her mind felt misty.

Johnny stared at her and rubbed the bulge in his tight jeans. He hardly ever worried about just her pleasure. He always needed something in return. He grabbed her thigh "Aren't you forgettin' something doll?" he said leaning back, his hand fiddling with his belt, trying to undo it. She stared out the window, ignoring him. She couldn't look away from the millions of stars lighting up the night sky.

He scoffed a bit and grabbed her neck, yanking her towards him, into his lap. "I'm gettin' tired of you not listenin' to me" he growled out pulling out his throbbing cock, final warning. He set her in his lap and glared at her. She gasped, staring at him, her eyes wide with fear. "I'm…I'm sorry-"

"Show me that you're sorry" he stroked himself a couple of times before easing her down on his cock. Her eyes widened at the feeling of him filling her so suddenly. He didn't let her adjust, he just began thrusting up into her, while gripping her neck. Keeping her in place.

She held onto his shoulders, her head kept hitting the top of the truck as he thrust into her. She whined out and tried to move her head into the crook of his neck but he stopped her. "Nooo you're gonna look at me while I fuck you, slut" he snapped pushing her head back.

Her head hit the roof, over and over again. Each thrust burned. She stared at him, his eyes were so dark, she could barely even see him due to the darkness of the surrounding country road. She knew he was smirking, getting off on her discomfort. She was lucky he even decided to pleasure her first, she should be grateful, right?

“Fuckkk” he groaned out lowly as he continued his brutal thrusts into her. “You’re my good girl huh?” His hands traveled to her face, pulling her down to kiss him roughly. She whined a bit at this but kissed him back anyway. The stretch of his cock was becoming too much to bear. She prayed he would finish soon.

She found herself focusing on the scar that ran down his face, subtle but there. It was a way she feigned eye contact with him, she found that keeping unbreaking eye contact with him was almost impossible. His thrusts became jagged and sloppy. A small moan escaped his lips that he quickly covered with a loud chuckle. “I’m gonna fill you up real good darlin’”

Despite the intense burning, she felt herself coming close to the edge as well. She was able to sneak down a hand to rub her clit, Johnny was too worried about himself to stimulate her like that. “Please…please…” she begged, tears streaming down her face. She didn’t know if she was begging to finish or for him to stop.

With a loud groan, Johnny thrust back up into her one more time, releasing his hot load deep inside her sore cunt. She let out a loud moan as she came undone as well, shivering at the feeling of him filling her up. She collapsed into his chest, the top of her head aching.

He let out a laugh before setting her beside him, he cleaned himself off with some napkins from the glove department, tossing them carelessly out the window.

She shook as she looked out the window again, looking up at the stars again. 1…2…3… she counted, trying to distract herself from the sickly feeling of his cum dripping out of her. Without another word from him, she felt the soft rumble of the truck as he started it back up. Continuing, farther and farther out of town.

[00belle00lovely00]

HeadCanons for DogDay x CatNap,

NOW‼️‼️‼️‼️🫵🫵🫵🫵

OKAY OKAY OKAY-

HOLY MOLY YA'LL APPEARING OUT OF THE THIN AIR IN NUMBERS

No seriously- PLEASE have mercy on me there are SO MANY COMMISSIONS-

☀️🧡🌙💜☀️🧡🌙💜☀️🧡🌙💜☀️🧡🌙💜☀️🧡🌙💜☀️🧡

I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH. SUN CHARACTER X MOON CHARACTER>>>>>>>>>

I absolutely adore the Sleepyday ship name.

I think we can all agree on why the fandom took this ship by storm. I mean, come on, it's literally opposites attract. I may not personally like or even come as close to agreeing to the in-game Dogday and Catnap (since it's either fucked up or even more fucked up in every sense) BUT THE CARTOON VERSIONS? OH MY GOSH. CUTIES. ABSOLUTE CUTIES.

Literally extrovert x introvert.

LISTEN I ONCE FOUND ABOUT THIS ONE MASTERPIECE WHERE THEY HAD MATCHING NECKLACES THAT- LIKE- IF YOU PRESS ON IT IT KINDA VIBRATES AND YOU ONLY TOUCH ON IT WHENEVER YOU FEEL LIKE YOU MISS THEM. AND IT WAS SUCH A CUTE CONCEPT AAAAAAA.

Their date GOTTA BE watching the solar eclipse. ONE IN A LIFETIME OPPORTUNITY- WHY HAVE I NOT SEEN ART OF THAT? I DON'T KNOW. BUT I KNOW THAT IF IT DOESN'T POP UP SOON I'LL DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.

They are like gay without knowing what gay means. They just think that whenever someone brings it up they mean "happy". As in "happy friends".

Call me crazy but I LOVE my headcanon of Catnap knowing ASL either just because of knowledge OR because this man is so quiet people think he is a mute, which for him is good, and saves him a bunch of time. And besides, why talk when you happy go-happy Dogday to come along and talk for you?

OH TALKING ABOUT THAT LAST HEADCANON. WOULDN'T IT BE SO CUTE THAT DOGDAY ONLY UNDERSTOOD "I love you" IN ASL JUST BECAUSE CATNAP SAID IT SO MUCH ARGSDJFNSKLJDBFMSJKBASJDBFKJASBDFKJASDBFKSAJBD

They're so boyfriends I LOVE THEM! I'm pretty sure they'd be completely confused if they ever got to hear the myth that "cats and dogs hate each other"

PDA?... EEeeeh.. depends, on whether Catnap is awake at the moment?

I heavily am basing myself off from AO3 fanfic I read and absolutely adore, but CATNAP AS A NOCTORNAL GUY IS THE BEST HEADCANON EVER!!!

THEY ARE SHARING THE SAME BLANKET AAA

They outta have a picnic date someday where Catnap is trying out vanilla cupcakes and Dogday lavender tea.

I'd say that Catnap, on rare occasions, of course, likes to show very subtle and rather gentle affections like holding hands, intertwining fingers, locking arms or wrapping a tail around Dogday's leg. Meanwhile, Dogday is just: "❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️😭❤️😭❤️😭❤️😭❤️😭😭😭" on the inside.

BRING THESE TWO. TO KARAOKE NIGHT. THEY ARE SINGING ALL NIGHT LONG!!! Well, if Catnap approves of course.

Dogday when asked if he likes Catnap: "W-what? OOOoooh! OH! Uh-.. that! Heheh, well it DEPENDS you know? I mean... As in, like like or like liking like? BECAUSE- don't get me wrong! I LIKE Catnap! I like ALL of you! But I kind of.. like... like... like-" and that just goes on and on for hours.

Catnap when asked if he likes Dogday: "I love him. Why do you wanna know?" ever so casually. No hesitation.

Ngl the way I worded that last headcanon now sounds like that one line of Jessica Rabbit saying "he makes me laugh" LMAO.

OH MY GOSH. HEAR ME OUT YA'LL. HEAR ME OUT ON THIS ONE. WOULDN'T CATNAP LOOK ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS IN A DRESS? Okay. Yeah, no, I changed my mind, he would be all sassy throughout it. Yup... but at least Dogday is content.

They adore astrology, wanna know why? Because that's the one thing they commonly love. While everyone else has no idea what they're talking about.

THEY'RE CUDDLE BUDDIES!!!

I'm so normal for them. BUT SERIOUSLY I LOVE THEM AH-

[inthestarsme]

Astro Notes pt. 7

These pictures are not mine! I have taken them from pinterest, the second one seems to be from "Rachel Home and Life" on Pinterest.

‼️Don't repost my Observations without consent and mentioning my page‼️

I very much respect non-binary or trans people. If i'm talking about man or woman, i'm talking about cis-men or woman i know, because often, due to societal coding/standards, there can be differences depending on the gender. But it could very much apply to you if you are non-binary or trans. Just take what resonates and leave what doesn't, as spiritual people like to say.🫶🏻

If you don't agree with my observations, please don't send any hate. They're only my personal observations that i'm posting just for fun. Especialy the specific ones can only apply to certain people. So don't take anything you read too seriously. It's not a science, just pop-astrology!😎

I'm back again! Hope y'all had a great start into the year and some beautiful or at least peaceful holidays. I'm not going to explain to much about my absence (i feel like me not posting regularely or as it works is just a thing now) and just jump right into it.

So, here we go! Ready.... Set..... Okay i'm kidding. But yes, let's go!

Moon in the 3rd house: I always need to talk to a friend about my feelings when i feel overwhelmed, sad, angry, etc. If i try dealing with it just in my head, it feels like a hurricane up there. Sometimes i like writing things down too, but i prefer talking it through and getting a second, reflective opinion and reaction. This kind of fits this placement, so maybe this could help you, if you haven't figured this out about yourself yet.

Chiron in the Solar Return-Chart: I feel like Chiron here shows you a wound that developes over the year, that you might only start seeing at the very end or in the next year.

Leo Risings: You guys really are these confident, radiant, extroverted, even loud types of people. Very social and outgoing. You "shine" and are quite populare. As i am an Aquarius rising (so my rising falls into their 7th house) i tend to attract these kinds of people (as friends and also partners/ love interests, but love interests more so sun in leo as the sun is the heart) even though you wouldn't think so because i tend to be more shy and reserved. But it really doesn't mean that is how you truly feel inside. It is one of the most prominent parts of your personality and how people know you, but you can still hold a lot of insecurities inside yourself. Also: blond hair tends to be typical for these people, also the darker blond shades. But it isn't a must, i've just noticed this. Maybe also just hair that "shines" or somehow stands out.

North Node in the 12th house: Learning how to deal with addictions and any kind of mental health problems, that could've or did get you into any kind of facility (prison, etc.) is a big and important part of your life and souls journey. You need to learn how to take care of your physical health and get a healthy routine and sorted out everyday life, so you can deal with your mental health problems, and not use drugs etc. as a way to deal with your every day life/ to run away from your everyday life/ to make your addiction, mental health struggles, etc. your everyday life and make it mess up your health. You may naturally have always been so focused on work, routines and everyday life, etc., that you always have tended to forget about your mental health and anything to do with that.

Jupiter in the 9th house: Things like religion, philosophy, higher (college) education and traveling can be a source of great happiness and success in your life. In which way really depends on other placements and if you are religious or not, etc.

Moon in the 9th house: You might really need religion or certain philosophical theories placed in your life to feel emptionaly secure and stable. They don't need to necessarily be a typical kind of religion or a academicaly accepted philosophy, but just something that exists inside yourself that fits into these categories.

Empty houses: I think a house being empty just means that in this life there isn't really a focus on this area in your life, or it tends to sort itself out naturaly through other areas in your life that are more in focus. As you have your ruling planet of the house sitting in another house and do not have anything putting more of an emphasis on this house, i think the energy of the house plays itself out through other areas in your life or are influenced by other areas. It still exists in your life, but it isn't in focuse just for itself (i know this isn't necessarily how this is interpreted in general, this is just how i see it).

Scorpio MC: I feel like, as Scorpio and Pluto have a lot to do with ego deaths, a lot of people tend to see me in a bad light and as problematic because i kind of go against their ego, because i trigger something in them they don't want to face and they are hiding with their ego. Also, I'm not necessairly the secretive type of person, but if i stay more secretive, people tend to be more interested and intrigued by me. I also get peoples attention if i present in a "shocking" way (as would many), but i like it honestly (my aquarius rising just loved being weird), and i feel like often people just silently watch me and even admire (or at least noone has ever complained or said anything negative).

I hope you enjoyed this one again. Please leave certain aspects you want me to get into in another post in the comments or just any kind of post you would like to see from me.

I wish you a wonderful year! Byee🫶🏻

[lilsedge]

Wife...I had an idea and can't get it out

Rhea x Fem reader getting tattoos together 🥺

Matching Tattoos 

Rhea Ripley x Fem! Reader

Warnings: talks of needles

Here you go wifeyyyyy!!!

Y/N and Rhea have been together for over a year. They wanted to do something special with one another. Something that both of them will like. Rhea has a lot of tattoos, while Y/N has a few. They both liked tattoos, so why not get a matching one? 

Y/N has a secret though. She doesn’t like the needle part of the tattoo. Which is funny because she can handle pain pretty well.

“Ready love,” Rhea says, walking into the bedroom. 

“Yes ma’am,” Y/N replies.

Rhea went to go pick up Y/N from her apartment as they haven’t gone into the moving in together stage, but that stage was soon. They couldn't make up their minds on matching tattoo ideas. 

As they got closer to the tattoo shop, Y/N got more nervous. She hoped they would choose something small, not big. Rhea parked the truck at the tattoo shop and assisted Y/N. 

“Ready?” Rhea says.

“Well, I mean we don’t know what we want,” Y/N replies.

“I kind of liked that snake idea,” Rhea shrugs. 

 

“Oh okay. You have to picture to that then,” Y/N says.

“You fine with the snakes?” Rhea asks.

Y/N nods. She liked the snakes but wasn’t really ready for the process. The snake idea consists of one snake wrapping itself around the moon while the other is just laying on the sun. Rhea would the moon, while Y/N got the sun. Y/N had a way of making any room Rhea was in feel brighter. Rhea also just wanted the moon. 

They walked in to the tattoo shop and the artist was ready for them. Both Rhea and Y/N had been going to this guy for a while, so he knew the girls pretty well. 

“Hey guys,” James says.

“Hello James,” they both reply.

“You know what you’re getting?” He questions.

“Yup,” Rhea says showing him the picture, “I’m going to have the moon, she’s going to have the sun.”

“Alright, send that to me. Where to you guys want these?” James speaks.

“I want mine on my thigh,” Rhea says.

“I want mine on the side of my thigh like more on the hip,” Y/N tries to explain.

“Okay, I know exactly where you want it,” James smiles.

“Let me print these out and the person going first can hop on the bed,” James says. Rhea looks at Y/N and points to the bed. Y/N shakes her head, then points to Rhea, then the bed. Rhea then picks Y/N up and put her on the bed. Y/N sighs in defeat. 

“Okay,” James laughs as soon as he sees who’s on the bed first. “Take those shorts off and I’ll go get your thing.”

“What thing?” Rhea questions Y/N.

Y/N gets up and starts taking off her shorts. She blushes, knowing that James bought her a stuffed animal for every time she came to the shop. Y/N gets back on the bed, while James comes back in with the stuffed animal.

“What’s that for?” Rhea asks.

“Y/N didn’t tell you?” He replies with a question.

“What do you need to tell me, darling?” Rhea questions Y/N, pulling up a chair to sit on.

“I hate the needles,” Y/N mutters.

“You hate needles!” Rhea laughs.

“Shut up,” Y/N laughs as James takes the stencil off of her hip. Rhea was still giggling at the new information about her girlfriend.

“Ready Y/N?” James questions.

Y/N nods and holds on the stuffed animal he got her. Rhea was still laughing because of the look on Y/N’s face. She decides to move her chair right in front of Y/N’s face to try to distract her from the poking.

Rhea puts her hand on Y/N’s face, rubbing her thumb up and down her cheek. Y/N reaches out her hand to play with the hem of Rhea’s shirt to try to distract herself. 

James notices Y/N tensing more and stops to let her breath. Rhea caresses Y/N’s face as James starts again.

A bit later

James is now finished with Y/N’s tattoo. He takes a picture of it before wrapping it up and helping her off the bed. Now it was Rhea’s turn. She got ready and sat on the bed.

“Need this guy?” Y/N asks.

“Pfft no, I’m not a chicken like you,” Rhea says, messing up Y/N’s hair as she was close enough.

Y/N pouts and fixes her hair. James had already started on Rhea’s tattoo and Rhea didn’t flinch. Y/N was not shocked since the woman was probably used to it.

Rhea talked to Y/N the entire time the James was doing her tattoo. Which made Y/N so fascinated by the girl. James finished up Rhea’s tattoo and took a picture of it. 

Rhea had also decided she was going to pay for the tattoos to pay back Y/N for all the suppers she had payed for. The girls left the building hand in hand, happy with their tattoos.

[fatesmono]

valentines day with yoongi

✮⋆˙ warning : some language + i haven’t written in half a year so.

✮⋆˙ this is an “x reader” so yk insert gender <3

✮⋆˙a.n : so todays valentine’s day (its the 13th at 11:59 posting this, great job me :3). so happy valentines i guess. i’m spending it celebrating jaehyun's birthday and writing abt my husband who’s in the war. i haven’t written in like, six years (six months) so pls go easy on me 

✮⋆˙enjoy loves <3333 happy valentines day !!

i never liked valentine’s day. it was always a stupid ass holiday if i do say so myself. am i saying that bc i never had a good valentine ? …maybe so, why are you so nosy ?? anyways, that was before i met him, min yoongi. i never met a man who says he hates a holiday so much but also goes all out for it. our first valentines last year i expected him to not really get me anything or like a bouquet of flowers since it wasn’t that much…i got a bouquet alright, like seven of them (he had said he didn’t know which one i would like so he just got me all of the ones he thought i would want), plus a shit ton of chocolate and just little things like one of his hoodies and this ring i had been eyeing for like months beforehand. so much for “valentines day isn’t really my thing” right ? all men do is lie, even min yoongi.

okay but anyways, here we are now, a year later. i wanna prove myself this year, i refuse to be out-valentines’d by him, no matter what that takes. now just one problem, he’s rich, i work at a coffee shop. shit, i know right ? but we will make it work i don’t care. 

so have i had this planned out for the last two months like a gta heist ? yes. but i NEED this day to go perfect. did it ? NO. NO IT DIDNT. first the necklace i got him with his name won’t be ready until the 17th, and then the kiss hoodie i was working on for him GETS BLEACHED SPILLED ON HIM, curtesy of our cat, johnny, and then; if it wasn’t going awful anyway, the cupcakes i made for him burned. and i’m going to his studio as we speak…this is my thirteenth reason. so right now all we have is his favorite flowers, a bleached hoodie with my kisses and a book of poems i wrote for him, sigh. SIGH. and if it didn’t help, he already gave me half of my gift before he left and it’s ten times better. A ROSE GOLD NECKLACE, he got me a rose gold encrusted with the sun because “i’m the sun to his moon”, he makes me wanna bash my head sometimes from how sweet he is. 

so getting to his studio, the definition of “shaking in my little boots”. i can hear him practicing his music from outside his studio, it’s like walking into beethoven working on smth if beethoven was your 30 year old idol boyfriend for a kpop group, if that makes sense, which is doesn’t so. anyways, i put in the code for his studio (it’s our anniversary, excuse me while i cry.) and quietly walk in to not disturb him, which isn’t that hard since he has tunnel vision as he invented it, and quietly tap his shoulder gently to get his attention. he turns around, taking off his headphones and noticing me with a small smile on his face, which might as well have been a kiss from him then and then. 

“hey love, happy valentine’s day, what are you doing here ?”, god why does he have to have such a perfect voice; it’s like he doesn’t even have to try. i go on to give him to give him his gift and try to explain that i had much more to give him and i knew it wasn’t enough to give and- and he cuts me off. good job if i do say so myself because the yapping i do, i could win a medal. 

“honey honey, this is perfect…you didn’t even have to get me anything, and you wrote me poems…that’s like writing me a song, this means the world to me. you remembered my favorite flowers, and this hoodie..i don’t think i’ve ever gotten a gift like this from anyone before, not even the guys. thank you so much…”, and my heart just turns into a puddle then and there. all my worries gone in a second, how does he do it ? he really should’ve become a therapist in another life, but i guess he does that with his music. but anyways, did i expect him to like the gift ? absolutely not. i did try to pay for dinner that night and he still didn’t let me do it, saying it was “an extra gift” as if i needed anymore gifts. remind me next to try and not outgift a rich idol who’s secret love language is definitely gift giving. 

i’m still getting next years gifts ready anyways. i’m so winning next year, i don't care.

[prowlerverse]

smiling critters x reader (christmas edition !)

disc ; for the sake of the hcs , let's just pretend actual sunlight and snow get into that... DOME they live in. also lowercase intended !

DOGDAY

dogday loves holidays. especially christmas. holidays mean ; no looking after kids. It also means he gets to hang out with his friends, to hang out with you.

there's not much you can get from just around playcare, but you can get some things from out of playcare, which leads to dogday begging staff for things from the outside.

eventually, they get tired of his begging and just give it to him to shut him up, and on christmas day he tells you he has a surprise for you — then you walk to his living room to see STACKS of presents.

"all for you!" dogday chirps as he hugs you tightly. "we can hang out after, if you want to.?"

for dogday, hanging out = playing in the 'snow' all day.

CATNAP

catnap again, doesn't exactly celebrate holidays unless you force him to. which you do, every year.

you make catnap one of those itchy christmas sweaters for him to wear, it takes a bit to make him wear it but he eventually gives in.

you usually try to involve catnap in the critter's activities, which he hates. not the fact your trying; but the fact he has to be social.

either way, when playcare winds down catnap spends the night with you watching what tv shows they have and eating cookies (animal safe, of course.)

"today was.. fun."

BOBBY BEARHUG

bobby loves giving, she likes receiving but LOVES giving.

meaning on christmas not only does her love multiply, but her gifts too!

she even asked her friends to set up a mistletoe just so you could both kiss under it.

everything else aside, when the sun goes down there's nothing she loves more when it comes to cuddling with you under cozy blankets drinking hot chocolate and old romantic christmas movies.

"aweee!! aren't they such a cute couple like us?"

PICKY PIGGY

picky loves to cook. she loves to cook for fun, for her friends, and mostly you.

so when christmas comes around, best believe that you'll both be in the kitchen for hours cooking stuff as the snow falls outside.

even if they don't come out THAT well, picky loves spending time with you. even if it means a burnt cookie smell lingers around her house.

"it's okay! we tried in the end, that's all that matters!"

HOPPY HOPSCOTCH

hoppy loves being outside, so having to be cooped inside was a struggle.

but when you said you could both just gear up and go outside, she was over the moon.

you both ended up getting into snowball fights and getting sick, but hoppy found it worth it.

even if it meant having to stay inside for the rest of the week.

"hey, but I mean," she started. "it's more time with you. that's good for me."

KICKIN CHICKEN

just like hoppy, he loves to be outside in any weather.

but, he's taken consideration of what you tell him.

so just to be sure this one time.. he decided to take it slow and just walk around playcare with you, in warm clothing of course.

kickin' was usually hyper, so this surprised you. but you enjoyed it. he was happy to see the snow.

"this is nice — not running around and getting sick. pretty cool if I say so myself."

BUBBA BUBBAPHANT

bubba is mostly a stay inside person, which you don't mind. being outside is not always the answer.

that didn't mean he would just study all day though, he'd try his best to please you by watching shows, cooking (the best he can.)

all the running around and watching shows made you a bit tired, so he would let you lay down on the couch with him.

"today was great," he squeezed you a bit. "thank you."

CRAFTYCORN

crafty enjoys coloring and crafts, it's in her name.

so when it comes to christmas, everything she makes is christmas themed, and a gift for you.

she even made a little christmas city made out of paper, and you loved it.

"I made this.. and thought you would like it."

end ; am I mad that I can't for some reason use the yellow text anymore and have to make kickin and dogday share the same , just slightly different? Yes. Am I gonna update the project: fic soon? maybe. did it crash once and I lost all the progress I made? Yes. Did I wanna cry? Yes. Did I delay this because I was mad over the yellow font suddenly going bye bye?

Yes.

[lizaluvsthis]

SPOILER FOR THE NEW EPISODE! CHRISTMAS WARS! SCROLL OUT IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED IT YET!!!!

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"Hey Liz how'd that new christmas episo-"

*ME BREATHING HEAVILY*

Consider on Smg3 having a good point for hosting his own party (why cant he just throw a party with the dead memes? Like invite them in his cafe right aw-) thats exactly why. Dead memes cant re-enter the living realm. (Also the reason what happened during the 10th year anniversary episode because we DONT want that mess again?

So instead of dead memes he literally chose to host it WITH his new friends this time. Smg4's crew.

"But why tho? Didn't he hated them?" YES. but at the same time. Please dont forget his mere messages during IGBP on the line he says "But I've met your friends man..." again. Ask me WHY theres another reason he moved in next to four's castle?

(He doesn't want to feel alone again not only four was the reason but his friends too)

Okay but when after the castle and three's coffee shop got burned down by santa clause, where do you see that bright explanation from the crew.

AND LITERALLY. SMG3 IS ON TSUNDERE MODE ACTIVATION WHERE HE- BLUSHED- I mean its okay- its totally fine its perfectly normal.

Not for three. He never celebrated christmas in the early 2020 not even after the arc but four was kind enough to invite three in the recent years to make him have to experience whats special about it.

But three was too embarrassed from four's crew because they've shown alot of kindness towards him that he'd never experienced at all and this was his first time hearing it all out on them.

After he says "f-friends?!" He continues on playing "I'd rather die than have you guys as friends"

Which also meant he did. Almost. Die. Saving four.

Did you notice smg4 in this scene? Did you see the way he looked at three? Did you SEE how he giggled and laughed just by seeing his expression?

Heart tingles you know? And this IS also the first time he's done that.

Wait for it...

WAIT FOR IT...

WOW SMG4 THAT BACK HOLD AT THREE WAS SUPER SMOOTH I'M OBVIOUSLY BLIND TO MYSELF THAT I CANT "SEE" WITH MY OWN EYES.

And NOT ONLY THAT- EVERYONE'S REACTION WERE THE SAME PLACE EXCEPT WHO? MARIO.

WHO'S MOUTH IS OPEN AND MAKING A HAPPY EXPRESSION (that also means... HE HAD JUST WITNESSED FOUR BEING A F-KING FRUIT AGAIN-) (MARIO BEING A REAL SMG34 SHIPPER IS SO REAL)

Not only was it delicious- Three too was smiling at four, supporting his idea and not even LEAVING by his side. (Like have you noticed right after both of their places got destroyed- these two completely HAVE NEVER SEPARATED AND STUCK CLOSE TOGETHER?)

This also provens he's on the right role after all. His character development did improve his changing around his friends even after 2020th - 2022nd

Who knows that maybe four's crew knew that three wasn't so bad after all? That he was just in need of friends because he'd been so alone from time to time?

Still. He smiles. Not just for the holiday spirit, but to his new friends, and four to have on. (Mention of mario makes turkey for upcoming xmas episode four convinced EVERYONE from the crew including three, BUT HE NEVER LEFT BY HIS SIDE. Literally the moon is stuck with the sun)

Four and three? They both contacted atleast EVERYONE from town they know. (Even three never considered belle, whimpu, or the so called fake-other-versions of theirs who became his crew during 2020th wotfi he still has a heart to consider them all as being in part of his life.)

We never get a mistletoe scene sadly but we had a precious smg34 collection here...

Even after this hand taking, Three and Four looked at eachother together before they start to sway and celebrate the christmas holiday.

"Liz it's just two of them looking whats so important from that?"

You dont see these fruits being like that often, so its a very rare one in the new episodes. (Considered again. Three has gone soft. TOO soft for being with four's crew and being with... smg4...)

He wasnt even angry or done with this bs he still had that christmas spirit and all that matters is celebrating it with four and his other new friends.

OKAY THERE IM DONE I'M EVEN GONNA BE MORE ILL-

*insert audio losing pulse*

[starstruckwillows]

♡ first class let down - j.p ♡

requested by anon :) 🤍

adhd!james potter x gn!reader, hurt/comfort, fluff, arguing

patience is a virtue, but everyone makes mistakes

arguing with james hurt something deep inside your skin. like a stain that physically ached. he looked so forlorn you wanted to give up and let your point go, but then the glowing splint of anger would light within you once more.

you hadn’t been together all that long, so you hadn’t fought very much. it was still unprecedented territory and you had no default solution. you weren’t sure if you ever would.

usually, he was a stubborn man. he would fold his arms and have little regrets. he’d roll his eyes. he’d sigh, and groan, until the two of you got to the bottom of it. he didn’t typically shirk the responsibility, but he didn’t go down with it easily either.

this was different.

james potter was moping.

he was moping to quidditch practice, moping to the great hall, moping to class, and moping to bed. it’d been two days since you'd spoken, and you hated it, but some darker part of you was fractionally satisfied he felt your loss.

the fight had sparked because of his recklessness, his tendency to act first and think never. the fear that one day he'd cross the shifting line and you'd never see him again. it had stemmed from worry, not true irritation, and that threw the whole tone off. he lashed out, you reacted.

dark half-moons had taken up residence under james’ eyes when you found him half asleep beneath a tree by the black lake. he was hazy enough to not recognize you instantly, but conscious enough to detect someone was there.

“hello?” he grunted.

“hey.” you kept your voice carefully measured, tone flat, but he knew you instantly, shooting up and shielding his wide eyes from the bright light of winter sun.

“...hi,” he shuffled over on the robe he'd spread across the grass for you to sit, face falling when you squeezed right onto the edge and no further.

there was a thick beat of silence, then you both opened your mouths to speak at the same time. despite your remaining stress, a small smile couldn’t avoid your lips. james’ face held a similar expression, briefly, as his head dropped back for a second, then rolled round to the side. you could see how exhausted he was.

without thinking, you frowned, “james...”

“don’t call me that, please. you said you weren’t angry.” he pleaded, and you nodded.

“i’m not, baby. but i am worried. this is what i mean, you just... you don't take care of yourself properly at the best of times, and when we fight it’s worse. remus told me you aren’t sleeping.”

he sniffed, “i can’t. i can’t relax.”

it was true. even now, his fingers were tapping a quick, silent rhythm into his thigh.

“okay. we’ll come back to that later. but i still mean what i said, before, about this... lack of care you have for your life. i... i’ve tried to be good to you, and come to the infirmary when you fall off things, and carry around plasters for when you get hurt doing little things. there’s always water and food in my bag for you. i don’t mind, james, i really don’t, but i don’t like it when you take it for granted.”

a slight chill hung in the air. he noticed the goosebumps crawling up your arms and wordlessly offered you his jumper with his eyes trained determinedly on the ground. you took it, shrugged it on, and leant back against the tree.

you continued speaking, “i lost my patience the other day and wouldn’t let you talk, i’m sorry for that.”

james waited for a ‘but’. it didn’t come.

tentatively, he bridged the gap between you two with his pinky finger extended in an offer you accepted. your two fingers linked, he answered you.

“i’m sorry for saying i didn’t need you. i do. i guess... i guess that scared me. i’ve always appreciated everything you do for me, at least i thought i have, but maybe i haven’t. maybe i haven’t cos... these last days have been like hell. i miss you. i still miss you. i was an idiot. i’m so sorry.”

while apologizing, he didn’t look at you. he was scared of what he was going to see in your eyes. another person who got tired of his stupidity that he couldn’t seem to shake. another person who realised he was a first class let down.

but if he went looking, he wouldn’t find that.

“i love you.”

it meant everything to him, then. not just the sentiment of it’s original meaning, but forgiveness, acceptance, your own apology. rolled into three words he realised he’d been taking for granted.

it may have been the first time you’d said those words, but he felt their truth under his skin.

he reached over to grab the pen from your pocket, letting go of your finger and picking up your hand to rest on his leg.

softly pushing the biro onto your skin, he wrote ‘i love you’.

james pushed his glasses properly onto his face and dropped the pen to his side. you made a mental note to pick it up before you two returned to the castle.

“can i kiss you?” a new level of vulnerability bled into his voice, one you hadn’t been privy to before. a layer of confidence had dropped, for a moment.

you pushed his thick, brunette curls back from his face, “yeah, please.”

the confidence came back. his lips were on yours in an instant, slightly chapped but soft too, somehow.

bracing himself on the other side of your body with a hand on the ground, he was suspended above you, your back pressed into the tree bark.

the air grew colder as your mouths moved against each other, but not even a blizzard would have moved your arms from his shoulder blades.

“i love you.” he whispered.

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Astro observations bc it turned into one ⭕️

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I’m fucking trying to do a short post again but my overthinking powers are gaining me. I fucking hate myself, this post was supposed to be a family astro observation post and then I turned it into a moon sign post and then into an astro observation post, and you know what?! IT’S MARVELOUS OKAY

Disclaimer: we have to imagine everyone has a functional family 🤩

Taurus moon child tends to be the mommas kid. They just love the comfort in those hugs, it gives them peace or certainly a mom-son moment. They could (would) appreciate it daily. (sorry for those motherless taurus moons)

The Gemini moon kid ALWAYS have a mom that is not certain a mom, they don’t fit in the prototype of a traditional mom. The mom of these children are working, or hate doing stuff like buying school material for their children, they could not even listen to their kids when they’re talking…I don’t fucking know too specific I know I feel like the kid could have felt that the mom was in her own world, thinking and thinking, spacing out, that they couldn’t relay on them, sometimes.

Aquarius mercury 12H kid please just shut the fuck up. Well I mean, don’t but yes. First, yes because you have so many reasons to speak out. About the things that you perceive (too much bb, you’re like a sponge😭), the injustice, etc., also about the introspection you have done and the very strong emotional depth you have to deal with but you don’t want to and let almost nobody know about it blablabla … Everything is peaceful and harmonious until you decide that the best way to approach is to be taken by your impulses and the strong emotions you feel, to finally speak out. Aquarius mercuries always think they’re right, so stubborn, will think that their idea is better. It could be so hurtful to others, the words you say without thinking how it would affect them. Winning an argument is not always satisfactory. You have to know, I’m just saying 😟🤭 Please, take a deep breath and repeat with me: “I have the ability to control myself, open my mind and see that even if I’m suffering and feel TOO MUCH it hurts, it doesn’t mean I have the right to hurt others with my actions and CERTAINLY words. It’s important to prepare or think what I’m about to call out, because nobody it’s going to take me serious if I yell uncontrollably”. Poor parents (not true fuck them no lie no fuck them like yes but no), everything is injustice, the way they treat you, blablabla etc. (I’m not a fan of supporting parents) I was going to turn this into a child observation and I deviate from the topic. Kill me please. omfg I’m so dramatic.

People with Gemini rising are SO OVERTHINKERS, THEY THINK TOO MUCH. I know it’s too obvious okay? They’re so logical, they think twice, not twice, 462946 times before doing something “risky” (that’s not even risky, for me at least). If I said “Do it for the experience”, they’re not going to deny the idea at first, but they’re going to stay forever in their minds and think if it’s a good idea, the pros the cons, the people, environment, etc. everything you could imagine. They’re gonna be like “I don’t knooow”, and start making questions about the plan. They take their time. And the more they think the more pessimist they turn and finally they’re gonna decline. They are going to ghost you or take a pause or not going to confirm. But these implies only and most if you ask them out or on an event situation, something that has to do with changing environment or simply take them out of their house.

Not in the way Libras sun do, they meditate the idea to make the best decision -I’m not saying Gemini risings don’t do that-, and they could be so indecisive in routine questions, like if they ask them “what do you want? chocolate milk or normal milk?” or “Should I put these pants or these ones?” I’m the libra sun I DONT FUCKING KNOW OKAY? IM IN MY FUCKING MIND AND I HAVE TO DRESS THE WAY I FEEL AND THE OCCASION OF COURSE AND THE…😭PLEASE HELP ME

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•This is based on my personal experience.

•English is not my first language.

•I’m not a profesional astrologer.

Thank youu. baibaiii🫣🫶🏼💋

Do not copy. Please give me credits.

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[08:46]

“it’s so pretty, isn’t it?” you whispered, resting your head on your boyfriend’s shoulder. seungkwan wrapped his arm around you as he hummed in response. “yeah. so, so pretty.”

you watched the soft white clouds drift against the pink sky, the sun setting somewhere far in the horizon. it was such a pretty sight and seungkwan felt so nice and warm sitting right next to you that you were sure you were in heaven.

you felt seungkwan rub small circles on your elbow and you sighed, causing him to look at you. “what’s wrong?” 

“nothing. just…thank you for all this.” you whispered, smiling softly at him. you could swear you saw a faint shade of pink dust his cheeks before he deadpanned at you and said, “what do you mean? i didn’t do this for you. i just wanted to escape my house so i made an excuse to my mom that i was taking you out on a date because of how much she loves you.”

“hmm. is that so? in that case it’s okay if i call vernon over right? the three of us can just watch the sky together like how we used to do-”

“no.” he said swiftly, pressing a quick kiss on your lips. “all the time the three of us star gazed, i was dying to sneak you off so that it's just the two of us. there’s no way i’m losing this opportunity to be alone with my girlfriend.”

you laughed at him as you cupped his cheeks, kissing the small pout that had formed on his lips. “vernon is going to be mad at us. even when he is with us, he is third wheeling.”

“it’s okay, we’ll make it up to him. if anything, i think he hated it more when the two of us kept giving each other hints but were too scared to ask each other out instead.”

“oh yeah.” you laughed at the memory. “he has been a great friend, to be honest. especially the time he finally convinced both of us to confess to each other, right on the same day.”

seungkwan shifted beside you as he widened his eyes. “no, i mean! what was i supposed to do if my pretty best friend all of sudden whips out my favourite flowers and confesses to me when i literally had my own bouquet for you hiding behind my back!” 

“i’m so sorry! but you were so cute, it was totally worth it.” you gushed, pressing your lips against his again. this time, seungkwan wrapped an arm around your waist to not let you go, causing the two of you to fall back on the ground, but neither of you cared.

finally when you were out of breath, he broke away from the kiss, gazing at you fondly. “you know you’re the most beautiful thing right now, right?”

your eyes playfully darted from his face to the pink sky etched above the two of you. “sure.”

“y/n! say it back!”

© 𝐆𝐘𝐔-𝐄𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

[hahskeleton]

⚠️MAJOR MAJOR MAJOR TLAES/TSAMS SPOILERS!!!!!⚠️

Okay so WHATTTTTTTTT ECLIPSE GOT THERAPYYYYY!!!!

I know Moon made him go but I think it actually did him a little good! I’m being actually truthful, here, I think Eclipse really considered confessing a few things, but I also might be wrong. Eclipse could definitely still be putting up an act for all this but like he’s said in previous episodes, he never actually did anything he’s hated for doing. That was the previous copy of him, he’s just a replacement.

When he was asking about how Lunar was dealing with the whole *BOOM* thing and Earth was like, “We ain’t gonna talk ‘bout that” I’m honestly kinda glad. That would’ve probably flourished into a weird, long, argumentative conversation. On Eclipse’s part, tho, Earth’s pretty chill :)

When they were talking abt how Earth was coping with seeing Eclipse explode and Eclipse was like, “Yeah, how does that feel btw? Terrible? Scary?”

and then stuff happened and it led up to him saying, “You never know when your just going to go BOOM.” holy heck I should draw that. lmao I’ll probably be drawing a lot for this ep

also at the end when Moon fricking APOLOGIZED??? HUH??? Where was that hiding the whole time??? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I am so happy Moon finally said something to him, and damn it silenced Eclipse, too!

When he said, “You probably don’t want to hear it, but, I’m sorry for leaving you behind.” And eclipse DIDN’T SAY A SINGLE THING LIKE- holy moly man Eclipse I wish you actually took that relatively seriously. When that part came I was just-

ALSO when Moon said that specific line “I know you probably don’t wanna hear it, but,” we forget Sun has said the exact same thing to him before, except not him, it was Old Moon he said it to. In that episode, Sun said VERY DISTINCTLY, “I know you probably don’t wanna hear it, and I know I don’t say it often, but,”

This honestly probably means absolutely nothing, it’s just something I’m pointing it out—

Anything thing, when Eclipse first came in and Moon was like, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he was talking like he went into a dentist’s office and his kid was misbehaving. Also Eclipse is a five year old at heart and you can’t change my mind. The way he walked in and just started insulting everything and throwing sh!t around was kinda funny to me.

Also, yeah, Earth noticed he was avoiding trying to talk about himself and his problems, and she was right he was definitely doing that. He would change the subject whenever Earth asked something remotely close to his feelings or his trauma.

I have a lot more to say but I don’t wanna make this post any other than it has to be so yeah… I’ll probably post another ramble and rant post today sometime to ramble about Eclipse and lore and stuff.

[xitsensunmoon]

Hello!! I am absolutely in LOVE with how you draw vampire Sun and Moon's hands/claws, and I was wondering if you have any tips for how to draw hands human and non human?

Love your art and your au!! Can't wait to see what you come up with next!

Hope you have a great day!! :D

Oogh drew this really fast in class and I'm no teacher so I just will show how I personally draw hands but disclaimer I'm drawing them for like 5+ years so obviously this method is not for everyone thank you let's go

First of all I will publicly admit that I love drawing monster/skeleton/robot hands much more than human ones explanation later

First of all I draw everything in direction lines starting from palm(1) because it's literally the base of the whole hand.

The fingers are formed from curves that go inside??(2,3) Idk how to word. And the last knuckle gets two curves in and out(4), the out one is basically a claw but through years I decided to just connect them together, looks nice

Repeat the process but in opposite direction(1,2). Don't curve them for too much tho, I'm just showing the directions. I mean you can, I can't stop you but that's how I do things here. The last knuckle has the same curves tho(3). Add the knuckle lines(4) they're usually ellipses, not circles and not straight lines. (I mean they can be but it has to be very specific angle). The claws' curve can also change bc of the angle or my laziness(5).

Now the most important part.

Practice.

Now human hands. Hate them. Don't look at them. Urgghh.

But the technic is the same, the only difference is that lines and angles are much softer and it has...

Flesh. Yeah. And folds of skin. And nails. You can see by all the sloppy lines that I struggle lmao. Also shorter fingers. And no claws. Sad. Pathetic./j

And btw to all people who loves to use the meme "draw a circle, add details" - yes, it's the point. That's how it works for artists with skill and experience. Because we had a lot of practice. No matter how good tutorial is it won't teach you how to draw, it won't train your hand. So. Draw. Practice. It will come sooner or later. I saw dozens of artists who were able to achieve the pro lever in 1-2 years because they drew things all the time, every day, few times a day. Practice.

Anyway, hope it helps tho. Even if not I still love drawing hands so it's okay lmao. And I'm glad you like my au!!! Have a nice day<33