#eventually i'll get around to drawing them it's just that i literally have no idea how to approach hairstyles in the late republic

[brother-emperors]

tahol, cassius! tahol!! etc or something. let him off that leash you have him on, brutus.

an unfinished scene out of the conspiracy comic vault! for context, there's a scene I wrote just after the assassination of caesar where antony is half in shadow, half out of it, with a wide smile on his face and brutus is the only one who catches it and realizes he's miscalculated very very badly. unfortunately brutus was not cut out doing conspiracy on the fly, and cassius' greatest flaw was letting brutus have his way

A Conspirator’s Realism: Cassius Settles for the Second Rank, Luciano Canfora

the meeting referenced here is described in Cassius Dio 44.34, and like cassius, lepidus was married to one of brutus' sisters. which is. something.

[ohdearlingwhathappened]

Chapter 3 Kid x Reader x Killer- And then there were two

Chapter 3- Is that all this was

Content Warning: Angst, Hurt no comfort, there will eventually be comfort- you just ain't gonna find it here, Kid is a warning himself soooo

Chapter 1- Is that all this was?, Chapter 2

I am so sorry for how long this took me. I was recently in a car accident, and with college starting back up and my new job, I think my brain was pretty much melted. I'm hoping I'll be able to get back into a normal writing schedule, so fingers crossed. In the meantime- Enjoy the new Chapter!

A bright light streaming in from Kid’s cabin window found its mark on his face, bringing him out of his less than restful sleep. The man brings his arm over his face, not ready to go out and start his day, but it seems his movement and the sound of the bustling crew up above was enough to draw him even further away from sleep’s alluring grasp.

Groaning out a small string of expletives, the arm covering his face lowers and drags the hand down his face. Waking up alone made the whole ‘waking up' thing a lot harder than he remembered it being- he was much more used to slinging an arm over another body to stall or having one of two people gently rousing him. This morning’s experience just adds yet another drop of regret for Kid’s words from yesterday.

Regardless of his difficulty getting out of the bed, Kid forces himself to roll out of bed- quite literally- and gets dressed for the day. Now that he was a little more aware of his surroundings, the fact that enough of his crew was on deck to cause a bit of commotion gave him some pause. They have been at the safehouse for a couple of days now, so Kid is a little surprised more people aren’t on the shore celebrating being on land again. 

Going up the stairs to get to the main deck, Kid opens up the door only to bump into the last person who would want to see him at the moment. “Ah… Good morning, Captain. I take it you slept well since it’s well past noon, and this is the first anyone has seen of you today.” The tone was unfamiliar and- while not cold- it wasn’t exactly a warm greeting either.

“I actually slept like shit. Couldn’t get comfortable with all the room I’m not used to.” Kid grunts out with a hint of defensiveness, refusing to look away, no matter how much he wants to. Y/n’s shoulders tensed and they clenched their jaw.

“Well, not to worry, Captain. I’m sure you’ll be able to get someone to warm your bed soon enough. If you’re lucky, they won’t jump to any unsavory conclusions.” Never afraid to get to the point and be cutthroat about it- there’s a reason why Y/n fit in with the Kid Pirates so well. The sardonic smile loosely held on their face and biting tone would make just about anyone flinch, and though it was brief and minute, Kid was no exception.

“Y/n-”

“Now, if you’d be oh so kind to get out of my way, I have more duties to fulfill to do my part on this ship. After all, I haven’t proven myself to be worthy of this crew yet, right?” With that, they push past the broad-shouldered man and begin to make their way downstairs. Until, that is, a hand wraps around their bicep to stop them.

“Would you let me speak, Damnit?!”

“I think you said enough yesterday, Eustass.” Y/n’s tone was now frigid, leaving no room for argument. “Besides, you have your ever-important alliance meeting soon- you don’t have time to chat with the likes of me.” With that, they yank their arm from Kid’s grasp and stomps downstairs, waiting until they know he isn’t going to follow to let the tears they’ve been fighting to finally glide down their face.

Kid, not expecting to have this kind of conversation with Y/n this soon, heaves out a sigh before steeling himself and walking out on deck. The crew appeared to be hard at work, cleaning the deck and making sure any valuables were being stocked away to be put under deck. Wire passes by his captain but stops once he sees the confused look on Kid’s face.

“Y/n thought it would be a good idea to clean up for our… guests. They’ve been a bit on edge- probably just nervous about the meeting with Apoo and Hawkins.” Once he finishes filling Kid in, Wire goes back to helping the rest of the crew out. 

There are still a few more hours before the meeting was to begin, so Kid decided to help with a couple of boxes before going into the safe house to work on his side of the negotiations. Killer had helped him set up the parameters of the agreement, to start him off but has most likely left him to his devices after yesterday’s events. The massacre killer would most likely come around to notify him of the incoming ships and will probably stay throughout the meeting to ensure no bloodshed erupts from Kid’s less-than-appealing temper.

This alliance has to go well. 

*      *       *      *      *      *      *

“I can’t do it, Kil.” Y/n sighs, their head resting on his chest and arms wrapped loosely around his waist. “Everytime I look at him I feel like I’m going to implode. I’m so angry, but I love him and want to forgive him, but he hasn’t even said sorry. One second I want to punch him, the next I want to cry and have him comfort me… What’s wrong with me?”

“Nothing. You’re hurting.” Killer’s left hand is placed atop their head, his right is wrapped around the back of their shoulders, keeping them close.

“You were dragged into this, and I’m so sorry. You shouldn’t have to feel like you need to pick sides between your par- whatever we all are.” Y/n cutting themself off from calling them lovers cut both of them. And despite having no more tears to shed, they hiccup- grieving the relationship that apparently never existed in the first place.

“Look at me-” Killer, holds their chin to bring their eyes to meet his mask, “I love you. You are my partner. And no matter what he says, Kid does too- his head is just too far up his own ass.”

It wasn’t the first time Killer had said he loved them, but it wasn’t a common occurrence and every time made Y/n smile.

“I love you too, Killer,” They took his mask-clad head in their hands and brought it down to place a kiss on his forehead, and then resting their own against his. “But I can’t stay. Not right now.”

Killer stiffened and breathed out a heavy sigh. “Where are you going to go?”

“I don’t know quite yet. I just need time and space away from him.”

Killer doesn’t respond. While he understands their need to go, he can’t help but to worry about their safety- this is the New World, not the South Blue. His hold tightens around Y/n, knowing this could be the last time he gets to do this for a while. “I get it. But please, be careful.”

“Don’t worry about me- I’ll be totally fine. Look, if his plans stay the same, you all should pass by Wano within the next month- and no matter what, I promise you to come back. Nothing will get in my way.”

The usually stoic man had a slight tremble to his frame, never loosening his grip around one of the two most important people in his life, despite feeling like they’re slipping through his fingers. “You better.”

“Promise me you’ll stay safe too.”

“I swear.”

“And make sure that moron doesn’t do anything stupid either. Ok?”

“That’s a big ask, little one, but I’ll see what I can do.”

“Thank you, Kil.” 

With their conversation having come to an end, they both stand there, soaking in each others’ warmth and touch, for a few more moments before Y/n pulls away, kisses his mask once more, and makes their way out of the small cabin- leaving Killer alone, wondering how things could have gone this wrong in not even 48 hours.

Taglist: @claxdoesntknow @teddyitalia @baelien-queen @heilee @iamn1ya @gnarlycrys

[fatuismooches]

I see the fic but I promise I'll read that later!!! I'm like SOOO tired rn but I wanna dump something short bc it's been BOTHERING me so much

Whenever an artist draws a small scar on his lips, I always think how... I'd like how rough that feels against my lips, yk? Like, jagged against yours... And I think it'd feel good, especially how he kisses you contrasts the texture of his lips... So soft and gentle, careful and thoughtful, like he's making sure you're enjoying it as much as he does!!! And I've been thinking about him kissing you in the smallest of gestures... Like kissing the pulse on your wrist, his reminder that your heart beats only for him 💕 kissing you on the forehead, because you have a wonderful brain he's glad to be part with its growth,, kissing your finger tips, because of your most loving times where you cradle his face as if he's not a damn beast about to maul your face off,, kissing kissing kissing ughhgjfgdgsfje softtore the bane of my existence :((( I love him so much... I wanna pamper him,,, but I want him to pamper me too!! Sobsobs,,

I think he'd absolutely melt inside when u return them tho!! Like if you went up to ur tippy toes to give him a small peck on the corners of his lips, right on his scar, he'd immediately break into a smile no matter how serious he's being that time... Bc, well, as much as he don't find his scars appealing. You at least love them for him 😭😭💕

That's all... Back to class ughhhh..,

OH MYYYY LITERALLY YES TO EVERYTHING HERE!! I adore all Dottore art but when they draw him with scars!! 🥺🥺 And on his lips too... aww you would totally kiss only the scarred part of his lip too, rather than the full one, just to show how much you love it ❤️ I feel like, once Dottore finds out how much you love the contrast, he'd be pretty interested in why you feel that way. Because don't most people prefer smooth and soft lips? Not rough ones? But you don't seem to mind. In fact, you love it. He wants to study that (how you ask? by repeating the process [of kissing] over and over again until you can provide him with an answer that satisfies him.) UMMM KAIIII HOW ARE YOU DROPPING THIS FLUFFY MASTERPIECE ON ME RN!!

I feel like some of those times you mentioned, he didn't even mean to be romantic. Like, he just kissed you like that to make a point, rather than romance, but you!! Thought it was so romantic!! But eventually, you put two and two together and you're like, oh. That's why he kisses you there. And then you fall in love with him all over again because his kisses are the things he can never verbalize, but that's okay. You understand Zandik.

Omg and i totally love the idea of him making sure you love it just as much as him! Because he so wants you to enjoy it, because then he gets to see all those cute expressions and noises you make. If you're not enjoying it, then what's the point? Because i imagine he derives a lot of pleasure and satisfaction from seeing how he makes you feel, since only he can make you feel that way, no one else :)

It's okay!! You both can pamper each other!! There's enough to go around 😌💗 UGHH STOPPP him being all huffy and angry because of some idiot but kissing his scar in an attempt to calm him down... like, he knows exactly what you're doing, he's not dumb but!! He can't help it. And he doesn't know how to feel about the fact you have so much power over him. But he's not gonna do anything about that, you'll always get your way 😭

AND DON'T WORRY POOKIE! TAKE YOUR TIME AND TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!! whenever you read the fic, i hope you enjoy it 💗 until then make sure to rest a lot for yourself, otherwise i'll find you and make you do that 😡💗

[unsaidcurses]

heyyy I just found your writing on here and I love it!!! If you wouldn't mind, I would like to request a dating Marcus Armstrong would include... maybe bringing in some love languages or just whatever you feel like writing. It's up to you :))

the amount of marcus' stans in my inbox is just 😙🤌

from the screaming meals' episode with callum, the ones with clem and an old video of marcus annoying enzo, I refuse to believe his love language is anything beside physical touch

if his body doesn't get in contact with yours for more than five minutes, he'll probably feel bad

playing footsie, pinching your cheek, drawing shapes on your hand, squeezing your thigh, brushing your arms while sitting close, LITERALLY ANYTHING IS OKAY

and when it's you touching him- oh man, he'll be melting

one time you dared to massage his shoulders on the pretext of "him looking tense" before qualifying

when he had to get in the car, he was literally a wobbly mess

also a little bit of acts of service

he's more thoughtful than you expected

he tries to be a little tidier, cause he knows it annoys you sometimes

bring you coffee everytime he goes running

he internally cried that one time you made him a cupcake because there was something he didn’t like in the ones at the pastry shop

“i’m sorry if it tastes like carbon, i’m not the best cook. i wanted to buy the one at the shop, but there were strawberries on it so i tried-” “wait, do you remember i don’t like them?” “yeah?” “and you did all of this just cause i don’t like strawberries- oh my, you’re the sweetest creature ever”

tease

such a tease

i don't think I mentioned it already, but a tease

restaurant dates (did anybody doubt it?)

picnic dates are the improved version (mainly cause they need a rare combination of time, a garden to stay in and good weather)

taking care of him when drunk

pairing with his sister paris when the armstrong family is reunited

"I'll take paris' side" "excuse me? your boyfriend here? you’re supposed to support me" "you already have moisie"

see you bonding with his siblings: biggest soft spot

he would take pics of you with the dumbest expressions or half naked, no in between

letting you cuddle between his legs (cough cough his thighs cough cough)

eventually he realized you have a thing for them and started walking around just in shorts or even boxers

“like the view sweetheart?” “you have no idea”

[unknownarmageddon]

"can you dance?" killer asks, his upper body twisting back and forth as he swayed, his dress skirts limply fanning out around his legs, and cross's eyeslights flicked up, his brow raised.

"dance?"

killer tugged at his belt straps, setting down his knife holster, and working at the one around his chest, "humor me, big guy; ever danced before?"

they were setting up camp, huddled just within the broken windows of a gas station that was no doubt engulfed in flames at one point or another.

"...no? i don't remember. i guess not," cross eventually settled with an answer and shrugged in the end, ducking his head to resume lighting the fire.

killer's sleeping bag hit the floor, unzipped already to give them more space. they'd been using it as their mattress lately, putting it down first and setting cross's on top, where they'd both eventually squeeze into once it was time.

cross was hoping killer would put on his other clothes before then. as close as they were, it was incredibly awkward whenever the skirts ended up twisting around both of them or getting trapped under cross. it was just a hassle, not to mention, a little embarrassing.

"hah, wallflower, huh?" killer snorted, kicking his sleeping bag into place, unrolling it with nudges of his boot. it left black soot stains the shape of his boots on the fabric.

the fire sputtered to life finally, and cross fed in some lint and smaller kindling, scoffing as he pushed himself back onto his heels, crossing his arms and raising one brow, "did you really expect a different answer?"

he got a half-cackle, half-snort in response, and killer came over, grinning that dumb smile he had whenever he had an idea that ended in cross doing something fun embarrassing.

"nah, i was, heh, leadin up to somethin'."

killer held a hand out, his grin crooked and eager, his stained fingertips splayed in offering, and cross narrowed his eyes, slotting his hand over killer's. he had a feeling he knew where this was going.

planting a light kiss on cross's knuckles, killer winked, "might i have the pleasure of being your first?"

cross's immediate instinct was to snap at him, a reaction that was curbed by the warm surge of affection that lit up at the same instant, and it resulted in his cheeks flushing darkly and words coming out in a sputter, and he hissed, "don't phrase it like that."

killer snickered, "whaattt, i mean it! i wanna be your first."

"i am not dancing with you, dude."

"booo, you're so boring, crossy! live a little, babe."

cross's soul gave a stupid flutter, and he gave a long suffering groan as he tightened his grip on killer's hand, "only if you quit with the stupid 'first' joke. you're not the first person who's wanted me to dance, or to dance with me."

killer gave a low chuckle, "i'm still the first you've said yes to, though."

cross's mouth ticked into a half-scowl, a pulse of embarrassment warming his face, and his cheeks flushed darker and spitefully, he yanked killer down, knocking him off his feet and pulling him into himself.

killer gave a yelp, though it sounded like a whoop more like, as he toppled into cross. he rolled with it, literally, kicking and pushing at the floor with his feet and pushing cross into rolling across the dirty floor, the two of them grunting as it turned into tussling, rolling about on the filthy floor and roughhousing.

killer's infectious grin grew and he was breaking into laughter, the joyous sound drawing out cross's own chuckles, and eventually, they would up pressed against one of the walls a good ten feet away from where they were originally. cross, as always, got the upper hand, and had killer beneath him.

killer's shoulder still shook with relentless giggles, and cross puffed out a low laugh, bowing over him to press his forehead to killer's, sighing, "alright, you doofus. i'll fuckin' dance with you."

killer's expression brightened, and he squirmed, trying to untangle himself, giddily twisting his legs free of cross's hold and rolling out from under him.

cross's own expression softened at killer's genuine excitement, rising to his feet and crossing his arms as he leaned on the wall, amused, "it's a bit weird to dance without music."

killer waved his hands dismissively, grabbing cross's hand to pull him back to the fire, "i'll beatbox if i have to."

"i think that'd be worse than just no music."

"you wound me."

killer dragged cross near an empty-ish spot, and stood for a moment, floundering visibly as he tried to figure out how to get this started, and he squinted at their joined hands before grinning widely and saying, "try to keep up."

"wha- aAcK--" cross almost immediately tripped on his own feet, stumbling as he fumbled to grab killer, who was doing something that involved a lot of jumping and hopping around??? cross took large strides to keep up, hissing as killer's boot landed on his own foot.

he tightened his hold on killer's hand, and tried to go the other way, and killer just spun out, pulling cross along, the two of them stumbling and spinning around like drunken teenagers around the fire.

they managed to find some kind of rhythm, though, and cross's furrowed brow eventually smoothed out as his eyes drifted up from where he as watching their feet, trying not to step on or be stepped on, to watching killer's jubilant expression, and a knot of tension unwound in his spine as he leaned into killer's janky dancing.

he held on, letting killer swung out, relishing in the whoop killer let out, and pulling him back when he felt him shift directions.

"i thought you knew how to dance," cross couldn't help but blurt, breathless after a few moments, and killer laughed, twirling out of cross's grasp until the only point of contact was between their tightly locked fingers.

cross only let him drift away for a second, pulling him back to himself, and letting go of killer's hand to instead wrap his arms around killer's middle, and pulling him flush to himself, wanting an answer, and killer gave a delight cackle as they crashed together and he gave another wink, his face flushed from exertion and joy, his eyelight bright and grin wide.

"i've never really danced before."

-p :]

they totally kissed btw

YEAHHHHHH!!!! AUGH AUGH LETS FUCKING GO DUDE

[skittlewrites]

SS role swap?

Hello! So I know I dropped a snippet of a fic I'm working on, and I'm still working on it, it's just slow going. In the meantime, I have another idea to throw into existence. If it's already a thing that exists, please let me know!

So basically, it's another role-swap idea. I was absolutely inspired by Surface Too Soon by the lovely @attllhak but I have Ideas so it's a bit different than that, but I'll elaborate below!

So they go through the storyline, Zelda and Link 'impersonating' each other, except that its not working. Zelda isn't gaining the memories of the Goddess, no matter how much she purifies herself in the springs. Impa is getting frustrated, and so is Zelda, but still nothing happens. Link, on the other hand, is draw to the water, so much that he can't leave the springs without interacting with it in some way. He starts having weird dreams again, like the one he had before their adventure started. He gains whatever memories that Hylia intended to give to Zelda, but thinks that they are only dreams. Spoiler: their not.

Link and Zelda meet up again at the Sealed Grounds, and Zelda gives her speech, and attempts to form the crystal that will hold her in the past. As Link runs to her, the crystal doesn't form as expected, so he manages to push her out of the way, and the crystal forms around him instead.

So, everyone is in shock, not understanding what just happened. The Goddess Sword is somehow not in the crystal, and Fi emerges to talk to Zelda and Impa, explaining the dreams Link had been having. Everything clicks into place, and Impa realizes that she's been protecting the wrong person. By this point, Fi is already 'attached' to Link, but is willing to work with Zelda to get him back.

As they adventure together, Fi tells Zelda who tells Impa (who is there on occasion, as she mostly stays in the temple to watch over Link) how obsessive and awful Ghirahim has been, and Zelda realizes how much harder she and Impa had made it on Link to be able to catch up with them, and how much danger he had been in. If Ghirahim had realized that Link was the Goddess reborn, they would have been doomed.

So the end of the game comes around, and everything is the same except, ya know, the roles are reversed, so when Ghirahim takes Zelda to try and start the ritual to resurrect Demise, nothing happens. Only, we all saw Zelda after the crystal let her go, and she was not really in any soft of shape to go fight a literal demon lord or the God of Hatred, so when Ghirahim realized he has the wrong person, it's all too easy to grab Link instead.

Fi and Zelda step up to fight Ghirahim, and then Demise and Link is sacrificed-for lack of a better word- to resurrect Demise. Zelda and Fi eventually defeat them both, but it takes far longer than it did in game, because she has much less experience than Link does. The curse is still in play, nothing fundamental has changed in terms of the plot other than the fact that Link is the Goddess reborn and Zelda holds half of the Hero's Spirit, and Link holds the other.

(That's another thing, I feel like both Link and Zelda would hold part of the hero's Spirit for this, for it to have gone on for so long, which is why Fi didn't realize that anything was wrong. She was still technically, with the Goddesses Chosen Hero, after all.)

That leads me to the Linked Universe part of the idea. Obviously, Link is still, in part, the Goddesses Chosen Hero, and ends up with the chain, still taking the name Sky. He doesn't realize that the others don't share the Spirit of the Hero with their Zelda, (or that none of them are the Goddess reborn or Goddess descendant, like their Zeldas) and therefore doesn't say anything about it. He has some suspicions when a few of the boys get very vocal about their dislike for the Goddess, (time and legend), but by the time he realizes. he's too scared about how they'll react to him telling the truth. Their dislike is intense, and honestly scares him. Wild has his suspicions, because of how he can talk to and interact with the Goddess statues, the power they give off, but isn't sure. he doesn't say anything.

They end up in Wild's era, and meet up with Flora, who completely freaks out because she can feel the Goddesses power in Sky. Cue the major freakout from all ends. Wild freaks out because his suspicions were correct. The rest of the chain freaking out because they have been traveling with the Goddess Reborn and some of them think that it's so cool! Others don't like it that much. Flora freaks out because she has someone she can talk to, someone who knows the struggles of the power, someone who understands. And Sky does understand! Even though their adventure was over, he still struggles with the power he now holds, and everything that happened.

Cue again the fallout of realizing that they've been traveling with the Goddess Reborn, one of their brothers having to stand there and listen to the hate that had been spewed about him, too scared to speak up and defend himself. It all turns out alright in my head, but not without a good amount of angst, fear, and stress, and maybe a dangerous enemy or two.

Thank you for reading, if you've gotten this far! It's absolutely a bit of an info dump, but this has been bouncing around in my head for days and I needed to put it somewhere. If anyone wants to take a crack at this, feel free! I just ask that you tag me or let me know, so I can read your masterpiece!

[crappyyuki]

TheFamousFilms Doodles!

It has been quite a while since the last TFF post, hasn't it?

Aha. Ha. My bad. I've been focusing on posting stuff for another fandom because there's literally nothing there. Practically nothing. But I'd digress. This is a TFF post.

And its still about Bryan. Yeah. Not really confident drawing the others. Still trying to find an artstyle for the animatronics because I'm still not happy with how I draw them so no animatronics anytime soon.

Have some not daijobu Bryan though. He is not having a good time.

He has a ponytail :D

Still playing around with his design. I wanna change it up because he looks a bit plain aside from the mask but I feel like post apocalyptic clothing with the tank top and cargo pants is stuck. If there are any suggestions, feel free to tell me. I need new ideas.

His eyes kinda looks like Dylan so I gotta change that a bit but the goal is to make his eyes a gold amber-ish color because of reasons.

Trying to write ITH rn. I have an idea for chapter 3 but I haven't gone to actually writing it so maybe its not going so well. I'll get around it, eventually.

ITH is supposed to be me just having fun and making them do stupid stuff because I miss the old cast with a tiny hint of lore. So yeah. Having fun? Gonna take a long long while.

[wikagirl]

artwork and some cool little stories about skyrim inspired tabletop a friend is hosting for me and my friends below the cut cuz zhis is kinda long

Okay so I have mentioned this thing before a couple times on my blog but now I actually have all the character art done so let me actually tell you something about The Company Of Dragons or TCOD as we called the discord channel for it.

My homie Emmet wanted to once again host a tabletop after not having done one in quite a bit and all of us are reeaaaaaalllllyyyyyy into skyrim, like it wa sliterally my first actual big game title I have ever played and even his friggen stepmom played it after his dad just wouldn't shut up about it after he convinced him to play it so he took the story of the game and modified it into a tabletop cambaing based off of the system of the german The Dark Eye tabletop.

He basicly wrote a skyrim AU where we still more or less play through the game but with quite a lot of changes so it is multi-player friendly and he also made it so the big guild questlines would be shaped into something of a little character questline since we somehow managed to nicely distribute our characters in such a way that we only ever really had one per big guild (like the mages, thieves, dark brotherhood and so on) and I thought it would be a cool idea to draw our characters in their "final form" so to speak at the end of their own arc where they get to be the main story focus and now I'll introduce you to all of them and some notable reappearing npcs that were played by friends and family who liked to listen in on our sessions.

Starting off with Myrkviar Valourheart which is a "written as you hear it" version of Myrkviðr which is the old norse word for darkwood or black forest and he is played by the literal dad of the DM and the metaphorical dad of our friend group, Yuri.

He is our dragonborn and actually did not start out as someone that is supposed to go to the block in helgen. He is a trusted guard from Falkreath and former captain of the helgen guards before the civil war broke out and the Jarl let the impirial soldiers take over the fortress and he basicly stuck around in helgen to serve as joint of communication between the impirials and falkreath itself. He lost his wife and one of his sons to the dragon attack and took it upon himself to slay the beast for the safety of the people he swore to protect when he joined the guards and to avenge his lost family members.

He stems from a long bloodline of werewolves, it doesn't really have much to do with the story we actually play through it's just a running joke that everyone in my friendgroup besides me goes were beast so they also made their characters were beasts in our tabletop.

His final kit is the nordic armor with nordic hammer and he wears the blueish sash that normally comes with the falkreath hold armor over it as a sign of his dedication to his duty and the people of his home.

Raggi Valourheart was originally supposed to be called Ragnar but his mother kept calling him Raggi as a nickname and now he is forever stuck with a name meaning something like "a tuft" or "shagginess" and he is played by our DMs brother Dwoshak.

Like his father he lost part of his family in helgen where he had lived all his life and was working as a smiths apprentice with the dream to forge a sword that could cut mountains.

After helgen he went with his father to whiterun where he would stay for most of the main story (mainly because dowshak didn't have a lot of time to play with us at that time and din't wanna hold us back by making us wait) where he just kind of existed in a state of shock for a while. Even though the wolfblood runs deep in his family (for previously mentioned in-joke reasons) he never managed to turn even after consuming werewolves blood but the trauma eventually broke what ever held the dam, leading to him more or less involunteerily getting dragged into the companions questline through some roundabout shenanigans and helping him past his trauma with the power of found extended family. He only takes on the mantle of Herold of the companions for about a year before passing it on to vilkas and resuming his passion as a smith under eorlung grey mane at the skyforge where he has just kinda been chillin for most of the sotry but he joins in every one in a while for some adventure.

He is wearing the ancient nord armor which usually doesn't come with any under clothing except for the leather bits that the plate is attached to but he is wearing his shirt and pants that he usually wears to work underneath because why the hell not also he has just accepted that his face and hands will never be clean of soot ever again.

Kåre Dahlson is a cousin to the Valourheart clan and likes to cosplay as a priest of mara to cover up his sithis worshipping and man murdering tendencies and just like his player, my friend André, he likes to tell some tall tales about the scars on his face when in reality they are just leftover of some poorly healed infected scratches from when his mothers rooster got to his face as a kid when he annoyed the bird a bit too much.

We haven't gotten around for his time to be the main character yet but he does get some time to shine on our characters first trip to solstheim where he aquires his werebear self and joint the ranks fo the injoke club.

He is wearing standart monk robes over top of the standart dark brotherhood assassins gear together with an amulet of mara. I drew him with allready having astrids dagger because.....reasons and don't let me saying that he "cosplays" as a monk of mara fool ye, he is quite proficient in the more....physical aspects of worshiping the goddess of love and he is very very lucky that our DM is not like me and does not make him flip a cin every time to see if he got an std or not.

last one on the werecreature club is our local thiev and honorary member of the girls club, M'lady who insists his name is pronounced Muh-La-Dee but that would not be funny now would it?

He is actually the one to be carted into helgen at the beginning and b makes it out with just a little bit of furr scorched off the top of his head. He has been a pick pocket for a long time but felt the need to leave the country after getting attacked by sinding when he was unfortunately in the area when the guy went into his murder frenzy which is how he ended up getting caught at the border.

Tumblr doesn't have enough space to actually even just describe this shit this guy gets up to when noone is looking but he does restore the thieves guild to its former glory and he also does do the sinding quest where, instead of accepting the saviours hide or the ring, he strikes a deal with hircine to please just make him a cat in wereform too.

some honorble mentions of the shit he has done are:

sneak into haelgas house to lace her horker tooth that she most definetly uses for kinky stuff with "foreign spice oils" after she got on his nerves too much one time.

Periodicly sneak into the house of maven blackbriar and move certain things just a little bit more to the left every time he does.

And once he got the nightingale armor he would put it on an stand stare at maul from the distance at night or through his window, standing juuuuuuust far enough in the shadows to have his form be obscurred but still have the blue glowing eyes the armor gives you visible because the idiot needs to learn to keep his mouth shut. M'lady did that for over three weeks until maul got paranoid and almost killed someone out of anxiety.

M'lady actually hates the nightingale armor because it tugs and squeeses at his fur so he wears a modified guildmasters armor. The glassdagger is kinda shitty in stats but he likes it because oooohhh shiny and the golden coin in his mane has the face markings of his mother engraved in it.

Also funfact the M' prefix for khajiit means something like "inexperienced" "apprentice" and sometimes also "virgin"

now the last major character is meeeee, and I was very creative because her name is literally just Vika... Vika Aldervel, her mother was a nord which is how she got the pasty bitch look but her father is a darkelf which is how she got the last name and her affinity for magic as well as the short queen genes for nord standart.

The whole point of this character was just to see how crazy the DM would let me get with it and how op he would let me go until he would slap me on the wrist....it was surpsiringly far because he actually used a lot of the chaos I created against me a lot of times.

Vika is the granddaughter of my oblivion character and if you have played the shivering isles dlc you know that your character literally becomes sheogorath, the daedric prince of madness, who you can also meet in skyrim. Vika traveled to skyrim to study the falmer and their ancient magics, the rest of the crew just kinda run into her in a random ass cave at some point while she is looking for anything falmer related and she just kinda tags a long from there on serving as the healer of the group and also money management. As you can tell by the art her plot is mostly the plot of the dawnguard dlc mixed in with sheogorath popping in every one in a while to cause chaos for his little darling granddaughter who is honestly more like a fun object to rotate to him but ey it makes for good plot moments.

Her gear is a modified version of the fur trimmed cloak to have a hood that protects from the sun. Her eye makeup is a direct rip from the swirly pattern of nocturnals robe decoration since, as someone raised by a dark elf, she mostly worships azura who often has nocturnal credited as her sister so she worships them as a duo but msotly still focusin on azura. Due to her amassing great power and devoting herself to azura even after taking the vampire form (which is a Molag Bal thing) the daedric prince of dusk blessed her with keeping her true face even in the normally hideous vampire form so that Vika may show the duskmothers true grace and beauty even when fighting in her most powerfull form (this took a several sessions long quest to beg for azuras forgiveness tho)

and now that we are done with the main squad, on to some lesser reoccuring characters, starting off with the spouses

So first of we have Moira (yes the hagraven you get married to in the sanguine quest) and Elmora.

Moira is an npc played by our DM and becomes part of Vikas quest to redeem herself in the eyes of azura after the whole crew takes a celibratory drink with sanguine after helping Elmora become the new headmaster of the mages college. All the other characters got one part ofn the Sanguine quest and Vika got the getting married to a hagraven part.

Azura promised Vika her favour back if she could turn the hagraven to worship her fully and wholeheartedly, and since azuras worship includes loving not only yourself and the goddess but also those who are around you and close to you fully and with your whole self, Vika got a bit over dedicated and her to her friendy dismay and the daedric princes surprise actually ended up falling in love with the hagraven and in turn turning her to azuras worship. Upon their (proper) marriage under azuras blessing the hagraven had her youthfull breauty given back to her. (your beauty is one of the things you sacrifice when you become a hagraven, also now is probably a good point to mention that azura is not only the dogges of magic, dusk and the stars but also of beauty and vanity and I did not pick those glow ups, the DM decided that that would be an azura thing to do)

Elmora or Elmo for short is played by Yuris IRL wife Anastasia and a high elf with high expectations of herself and those arund her. She initially starts out as a thalmor under Ancano at the college of winterhold, incredibly racist and classist and just generally a stuck up bitch but she recieves a reality check when the she gets sent to observe what ever the mages were up to in the saarthal digsite and gets locked in there, barely making it out alive.

We streched this questlien out over the course of the whole story so she kinda goes through a bit of a behind the scenes arc of actually wanting to learn more about magic and the college and, after finishing off Ancarno, ends up sticking with the group because she fears retaliation from her own former affiliates. Anastasia didn't play with us often but Elmo, mostly through exposure to our stupidity, warms up to the skyrim kind of life and accepts the position of headmaster og the guild after initially turning it down. Since we streched out the whole story from what feels like just a few days in game to the course of over a whole year in game she first develops a one sided infatuation for our dragonborn which eventually becomes equal once the guy gets over his grief and accepts that he needs to move on and is allowed to have good things in life too. They never actually end up getting married but they sure do act like they are.

and lastly Kena and Dra'meri

Kena means "scholar" in the dark elven language and is a name given to the falmer by Vika after finding her locked up in a cage badly bruised in a bandits cave. Falmer are blind and live underground so not knowing what to do in the unfamiliar ouside worls the falmer juds kind of followed the group around and eventually integrated similiar to the folks you can have in camp but not in your parts in bg3. The group eventually manages to help her find her home but she shows up every onve in a while to teach Vika the current falmer languge which is very different from the one of the ancients. She lets her hair grow longer as a sign of sisterhood with all the other women in our party who have longer hair and she is the first falmer since before the nords arrived to brave the valley of winds (the valley where whiterun is located, in the lore the falmer feared the place and the ancient nords didn't know why but since the skyforge was there and the place is associated with kynareth there are theories that it is basicly kynareths domain and she does not like the elves a lot iirc). She is played by our DM

Dra'meri is M'ladys elder sister and a mage. She was part of a one shot fun adventure that our DM wrote for us and she is played by our DMs little sister. The prefix Dra' can mean a lot of things, in this case it means wise woman. Dra'meri came to skyrim to drag her runaway brother back home by the scruff...which doesn't really work when you are only a tenth his size. She's mostly just a joke character who lives in whiterun but we love her a lot and if anything happens to her I will kill everyone in this room and then myself also I designed her outfit myself do you like it?

Anyways that is the main cast of our homebrew The Company Of Dragons....a bunch of idiots who like to travel in the company of dragons...and also fight the ones who don't wanna be their friend and eat their souls sometimes too. hope you had fun and no i did not checkread any of that.

[canned-goose-feathers]

III.

"Grian?" 

Scar sounds like he's speaking through water. Grian thinks he might have imagined it, but something warm touches his face. His eyes open slowly to meet deep green eyes. 

"Welcome back," Scar says, but it sounds worried. Grian blinks at him. There's the heartbeat in his head that he's grown so used to, but there's a warm comfort that's settled at the base of his skull. He wants to sink into it, but his stomach growls. 

Grian pushes himself up onto his elbows as Scar draws back. "You weren't answering again."

Grian's brow furrows. "Scar, I literally just sent you a message."

"Uh, no, you didn't," Scar huffs. "I got a message from you like yesterday, but since then it's been radio silence. 

"Yester–" Grian shakes the fog from his brain best he can. No, he remembers messaging Scar, when we was down in the—

Wait. Hold on. He's not by the rift anymore. The warmth under him is enough, he knows where he is. The Entity hums around him, content at the attention. Fear shudders through him slowly. The hammering of his heart is deafening, or maybe that's coming from the Entity. It's hard to tell at this point. He feels nauseous. "I don't— I was down by the rift, you were messaging me about trading some slime for copper. I don't know…" 

"Are you feeling alright?" Scar says, and there's a genuine worry in his eyes. There's something about the intensity of his gaze that makes Grian uncomfortable. 

"I don't know. Maybe I'm getting sick."

"Well you look it, your wings are a mess." Grian shifts his wings to where he can see them and frowns. He shouldn't be molting, not this early into the season, yet blue and yellow and red feathers fall when he moves. 

"That's odd," he murmurs. Scar is still kneeling, his eyes now on the feathers that have dropped. 

"How about we get out of your weird flesh shop and go get you cleaned up, huh? TLC, that's what the doctor ordered!” Scar stands and offers his hand. 

Grian takes it with a roll of his eyes. “I pity the man who sees you as a doctor.” Scar looks offended, but he laughs a second later. He hauls Grian up and there’s a second of darkness, standing up too fast, and Grian leans heavily on Scar for a second.

“You good?”

“Yeah, just a bit dizzy,” Grian says, righting himself. He glances at Scar and says “No chair today?”

“Nope!” Scar beams, “I’ve been feeling good. What can I say, I’ve been getting my beauty sleep and eating my brussel sprouts.” He leads Grian down the ladder they constructed leading out of the Entity. The shulker had been a good idea in theory but, well. It hadn’t gotten any better after about the fourth time Grian had fallen. Grian kind of maybe zones out again as they move away from the Entity. There’s a feeling like a void is opening in his chest, an intense longing that he feels comes from nowhere. He feels suddenly like a child, homesick and far from safety. 

“Oh my gosh, Grian, what’s wrong?” Scar is there in front of him, hands held out as if to hold him. 

“Whaddya mean?” Grian’s voice cracks. Scar stares at him. 

“You’re crying.” Grian’s hand touches his cheek and finds it wet. He stares at the way light flickers off of the water, then he hums. 

“Huh. Allergies?” Scar doesn’t really look convinced. “I’m fine, Scar. Come on, let’s get a move on. I’ve got things to do.”

It sounds like a deflection even to himself, but Scar just nods and guides them out of the shopping district. It’s not long before they’re at Scar’s tree, warm inside as Scar closes the door behind them. He nudges Grian towards the couch and disappears into the kitchen. “Have you eaten today?” Scar’s voice drifts out the doorway. 

"Uhh…" 

"I'll take that as a no." There's a bit of a wait (as well as some worrying crashes), but eventually Scar emerges from the kitchen with what looks like an entire feast. He sets down two cups of tea and sits next to Grian. 

"Did you just have an entire cheese board ready?" 

"You never know when you'll have company," Scar beams and Grian has to admit, the sight of food makes him ravenous. He picks at some of the cheese and crackers. Getting sick made things taste weird, right? Or maybe Scar is just that bad at picking cheeses. The meats are alright though, and Grian barely holds back at eating all of them. Scar looks back behind Grian. 

"Your wings are in rough shape," he says. His voice is softer now, like he's afraid of being overheard. "Do you . . . Do you want me to help?" 

His wings shy away on instinct, but this is Scar. He may not remember what happened in the desert, but Grian does. Without saying anything, Grian spreads out his wings towards Scar. 

The first touch always feels like electricity. Today it feels a bit muted, but then again his head has been in the clouds for a bit anyway. He chirps quietly as he really relaxes, the preening feeling so soothing. Scar might not remember preening him, but his hands do. The way he gently cracks the keratin sheath, the way he cards his fingers through the thick feathers and lets friction do the work, the way he softly runs his fingers down each feather, resetting it to its proper shape. It's borderline heavenly, but there's a weight in the air. 

"Grian?" 

"Hm."

"You're changing colors again." That gets his attention. Changing colors isn't strange, he usually molts near the end of every season and enters the next with a new color. But months into the season? He can't remember it ever happening. 

"What color?" He asks, curious but utterly unwilling to turn around and away from the feeling of Scar's fingers.

"They're red. Like a uh, kind of a dark red?" 

The weight is back, but this time it's something in Grian's hindbrain that tells him something is off. Like the feeling of walking down a back street and being watched by something that isn't there. He doesn't realize that he's trembling until a hand settles heavy on the top of his wing. 

"Easy, Birdie," Scar says like it will solve everything. "I like em. They're pretty."

Grian's cheeks go pink and he ducks his head. He can hear Scar's stifled giggles from behind him. Grian feels him move to his other wing and he pulls the other to look at. Sure enough, he can see the freshly freed red feathers unfolding from the bright colors. Scar is right, they're a darker, more mottled red than the macaw-like feathers he's been sporting. It feels familiar and right. Scar's fingers dig a bit deeper into the top of his wing and brush lightly over paper-thin skin. Grian melts back against him, pleased chirps escaping him. 

Grian, for all the rest he's (apparently) gotten, is exhausted. He feels like he's being pulled in ten different directions and none of them are his own choice. He feels Scar shift behind him until Grian's being pulled backwards until his head hits Scar's chest. Fingers card through his hair until restful sleep finally claims him. 

[dude-why-3]

Hiii, I'm here for Aruani writer game!

1, 2, 5, 7, 9, 14, 15

Hi Anna, thank you for the ask!! I'm sorry it took this long to answer but here we go:

Share your favorite part of your latest fic. And since the latest is chapter 11 of wpts, it would be this paragraph:

"What?" His eyes search hers for a few seconds before he says, “We’ll be alright."  Annie’s eyes narrow at his statement. “I know." Armin presses his lips together. He searches Annie's face, takes in her eyes, the black circles that seem to have gotten bigger in the past few days, the way she bites her lips and chews on the inside of her cheeks. The way she digs her nails into her palms, he's concerned she'd soon draw blood. He hesitantly reaches his hand out and brushes his little finger against hers. Annie sighs heavily, letting her shoulders slump and fist unclench. Armin’s eyes trail down to her palm, finding that she's only left a few marks. He sneaks his hand into hers, gives it a slight squeeze, interlaces his fingers with hers.  "We'll be fine," Annie repeats his words, her voice barely above a whisper.  "We will be." He gives her hand another squeeze, and this time Annie reciprocates it. She gives him a small smile before returning to her water droplets, her hand not leaving his.

2. Share your favorite part of your first ever fic

Thing is, I no longer have the original document of my first fic and I have deleted it off of the face of the internet, so I can't really do this one. But it was the scene where Armin and Annie were trying to get closer and he told her he really liked ducks and that they reminded him of her. It was written in 2020 and I think it's the thing that started the whole duck thingy lmao. I later recycled the scene in 'Who painted the sky?' so there's that.

5. Write about Armin and Annie's first meeting (in an au, i'll let you guess which one hehe):

He hears rustling from behind, and for a second thinks it’s an animal, but then the sound of shoes against dirt makes him reconsider. He gazes at his bare dirty feet as he continues his work, dreading whatever interaction might follow. He can only hope it’s just a passerby. That thought disappears when he hears a quiet, whispery voice calling his name. He doesn’t have to turn around to know it’s the mayor’s daughter. He keeps his head low, acknowledging her with a nod but not raising his eyes. Getting in trouble for even daring to be in her immediate proximity is not something he's willing to do today, so he keeps doing his work, raising the scythe and slamming it back onto the ground, dragging it towards him.  The girl doesn’t move one inch, her eyes burning holes in the back of his head. Suddenly, Armin is very aware of his scrawny figure, unprotected by the shirt he's abandoned by the side of the property when the sun got too unbearable. Eventually, he sighs and raises his eyes to her level. 

7. What was the inspiration behind your shortest fic?

My shortest fic is "The stars are beautiful tonight". The inspiration behind it is a winter night with a clear sky and thousands of stars. I tried putting the stars into constellations and then this idea came to me.

9. Which of your fics is your favourite? Why?

It must be Long ago, before we were born, not only because it's inspired by my favourite song from my favourite singer, but also because I wrote while being around my favourite people, so this fic is something really special to me. Also, I really love how I wrote it! Every word fits in its place so perfectly and it feels so intentional and I like the suspense I created in the beggining, when you don't really know what going on.

14. Tell us a detail you wrote that nobody commented on yet

It's a quite important plot point and I'm still hoping someone will figure it out lmao, so I can't do this one, sorry :3

15. Write a hurt/comfort/angst moment between them:

Annie storms out into the hallway. "I got no one!" she berates, her voice almost breaking, as she turns to face him. "I can literally count everyone who gives a shit about me on my fingers!" "Do it then!" Armin says. Annie holds out her hands, her palms facing him, her fingers extended outwards. Then, slowly, one by one, she lets her fingertips touch her palm, her hands forming fists. Her eyes, glassy, pierce through him, going right through his heart, breaking it in tiny little pieces. His eyes widen, and then they narrow.  "Zero," Annie says, her hands now trembling the slightest bit. "I got no one." Armin reaches out and takes her hand in his, caressing it with his fingertips before straightening one of her fingers. Her eyes narrow in confusion.  "You've got me."

[hoardlikegoldenirises]

I don't typically lurk around here and I don't like being unable to ask as an anon but your wedding thingy with trans!Flash made me happy because I saw it as one of those things where people remarry despite already married (idk what it's called, I'm a child of divorce just like patrick bateman) and that PeterFlash did it maybe because Flash had gotten more comfortable.

oh whoops i think i disabled anonymous asks a while ago but i don't remember why... i'll turn that back on lol

I'm glad you like it! I liked drawing it!

I assume you're talking about vow renewal, which is definitely a cute idea! Flash is definitely more comfortable with herself when they get married, and Peter's support and love is a big part of that, so that's true, but it's not a vow renewal in this case—they're like 26 ish when they get married, after several years of dating and, occasionally, drama lol

I know most people other than like... kita... don't necessarily have all the context for this so I'm going to post a summarized timeline of what happens between Peter and Flash first starting to date and them getting married and how Flash's transition goes during that:

A rough idea of the timeline is that at age 19 (in 2006-2007), Peter and Flash date for a couple of months then break up when Flash first starts to realize some gender things and doesn't handle it well and Flash goes even further back in the closet for a while after that out of fear/shame/etc.

Peter and Flash start to sort of date again by being friends with benefits in 2008, a year later, but Flash is still in a lot of denial at this point and it's still a casual relationship for a bit.

It's also around this time that Flash meets Andi, who is like 10 years old in 2008, and who I decided to make also trans. Andi is very bold and ready to go, which over the following few years is part of how Flash learns some self-acceptance and how Peter gets some more tact lmao

Peter and Flash get back together more officially around age 20-21 (in 2009), and date seriously for several years while Flash begins to come back out of the closet a little. Peter starts thinking about proposing as early as 2011, while he's working on his Master's degree, on account of the whole "gay marriage legalized in NY" thing, but he keeps talking himself out of it for a variety of reasons including Flash's upbringing. He's neurotic!

Anyway in 2012 some things happen (involving the Jackal) that leave Peter in a really bad place mental health-wise, so any plans he may have been formulating get postponed yet again while he recovers, but in late 2013, Peter finally proposes to Flash. Literally a "YOLO" kind of moment.

Throughout all of this Flash has been able to gradually come to terms with things and you can see that in the hair timeline in the way Flash's hair grows out again—(though some minor details about this are off since it's not 100% up to date)

By the time Peter proposes in the fall of 2013 Flash is already most of the way there and the proposal/engagement functions as a catalyst for Flash to commit to who she is, so Peter makes her a wedding dress and she starts coming out to friends and some family in the months leading up to the wedding, which happens in spring 2014.

eventually she'll go on HRT as well but not right away.

and that is the context of Flash's gender and the wedding lol

[baby-im-a-hallucinationnn]

Me: "Oh, I've got all these ideas, I'll write about these."

Jojo's Bizzare Adventure addiction:

Anywho, time to talk about JoJo OCs under the cut that'll happen eventually:

BTW starting at part 3 they all get 1 power cause Goldsboro blood or smth I just wanted to

Part 1: The Sun and the Mask (Don't know how I feel about this title)

Basic background to other parts cause I want a developed character backgrounds cause I swear I wasn't high when I wrote out these characters but it looks like I was

OC: Rebecca "Becca" Goldsboro

Lemme put it this way; if it wasn't 1890 and she knew diddly-squat about the LGBT other than "SIN!" She would be Trans-masc. Jonathan is the only one nice to her too.

Part 2: Roses and Bubbles (I'm working on the title plz leave suggestions cause it sux rn)

Cesear Zeppeli x OC

OC: Rose "Rosy" Goldsboro

Yeah, she just kinda vibin and occasionally saying sus stuff.

Part 3: Lightning (Title also sucks! I'm coming up with them as I write this :D)

Jotaro Kujo x OC

OC: Kasumi "Misty" Goldsboro

Crackhead energy. 1000% crackhead energy. And with a fast af electricity stand called Blue Lightning. Also in a band, cause... why not. Weird power is that she can like see dead ppl in her sleep but like... important to plot ppl. Like her grandfather, Cesear.

Part 4: Angel with the devil's eyes (This one kind of works ig???)

Josuke x OC

OC: Usagi Goldsboro

Crackhead energy 2: Electric Boogaloo. Also will murder anyone who talks shit about her friends on site, but you would never fuckin guess it cause she's got that petite Kawaii girl energy. Her stand is called Pink Thunder and it yells really loud. Her dad works out of country (Italy, hint hint nudge nudge). Weird power is that sometimes she'll just sit down to draw cause she's an artist and she'll draw past events (Bonus: Jotaro saw her just randomly doodling Kakyoin right after he died and that was... and experience.)

Part 5: Red-eyed hacker

Giorno x OC

OC: Georgia Silverthorne

Chaotic Gremlin + Crackhead energy 3: Syrup Village Arc. U totally thought she wasn't a Goldsboro, didn't you? Yes, but actually no. Her mom is Usagi's. She's just raised mostly by her mom who's incredibly abusive and she doesn't know who her dad is. Also it's "Red-eyed" bc everyone else so far and continuing on has bright ass Green eyes and hers are red. Normal eye color is boring. Her stand is called Techno Glitch and it's like normal stand, but it has to be programed by hand from a floating computer cause it sounded cool in my head so I said "yeah that." Weird power is that she sorta sleepwalks into the other 2 living Goldsboro's heads, like Usagi'll be dreaming and the 2 knew each other for a long time cause they have the same mom and stuff and Georgia will go "Ayo, what u dreaming about?" And Usagi will jump like 6 feet in the air.

If you can't tell by the length of that wall of text, she's my favorite

Also I'm skipping part 6 cause Jolyne is literally Kasumi's daughter, we don't need to sweet home Alabama this stuff

Part 7: Oh, to be young again

Johnny Joestar x OC

OC: Lucie "Lucky Lu" Goldsboro

Has that "popular yet still a good person" energy rarely found in my generation, or at least just in my school. Her stand is called Boomerang, and I'll let you figure out what it is. Only thing is that it's a person holding them, not an actual boomerang. Also 110% horse girl energy, but not in a cringy way Her weird power is that she has an insane amount of luck, hence her nickname.

Part 8: Rock n roll all night

Gappy x OC

OC: Rin Kaneko

Crackhead energy 4: Tsuzumi Mansion Arc, mixed with small but noticeable amounts of Undertaker from Black Butler and Hu Tao from Genshin. She just woke up next to Gappy, no memory of the last 2 months, and went "Ima just follow around this dude and help him remember his shit first." Her stand is called Ragged Glory and it's a guitar, but it doesn't just play music if you pull the strings, nonono, it also generates a random effect from a defined list because I only have so many sides on a die, and it's great. Her weird power is that she is well aware of the TimeLine reset in the end of part 6 (The one that left me crying cause all my Husbandos are gone now) and the memories and experiences of our past characters live in her and just surface at random.

I might make one for JoJo lands, depends on how I feel about it, dunno

[chemdisaster]

fandom asks ✨ 3, 5, 7, 10, 15, 23, 24 (if it's too many, just choose the ones you wanna do!)

hi, thanks for the ask!! and no, it's not too many at all, i love answering questions

3. a character that fandom has helped you appreciate

any woman characters in anything tbh. this is in part due to how underrepresented women are in media, and i will also freely admit to being slightly influenced by the misogyny in our society and in fandom spaces, but i never really paid that much attention to female characters until i started actively participating in fandom. i do hope that i've gotten over that flaw in my perception, and will keep getting over it as my understanding of people and my characterisation in my own writing improves and develops

5. something you see in fics a lot and love

for hamilton - the very popular idea that ham is afraid of storms. i don't care that it's overdone or whatever, i love me some good anxiety and ptsd and i love me some good ham angst. for mcyt - i haven't actually read mcyt fics in a while, but i love the idea that all the life people remember every game across servers. it has soo much potential for angst in my opinion

7. your favourite tropes to read/write/draw

ohh man. hurt/comfort is everything to me, specifically the kind where one character cries in front of the other. hurt no comfort is also great, and there's also a specific one that i'll try to sum up in a concise way - character suffering in silence while everyone around them slowly begins to notice that something's wrong, all eventually culminating in them having some kind of breakdown in front of all these people in which the extent of their misery is revealed. this one's all i need in my life tbh, i wish there were more fics with this scenario

10. a blog (mutual or one you follow) that has made your fandom experience brighter

well. i confess that you came to mind first. like, your fics? i've been afraid to read some of them because i know that i'll get destroyed (/pos). the founding fucks? i have so much fun there. i'll admit that i'm rather lonely and coming off a messy friend-divorce, so having people to talk to and have fun with and be inspired by has been quite great. also you're just so nice? and you introduced me to 1776? and whump: the musical has done wonders for my creativity, i've had so much fun coming up with all the prompts and writing them, and it's kind of made me realise - i can write whatever i want. like, it doesn't have to be a long multiple k words fic, or have a whole story - i can literally write one specific scene. i can write for fun, fully, without worrying about my perfectionism kicking me in the ass. which, my perfectionism does tend to lead to masterpieces, but not everything has to be a masterpiece, and whump: the musical has played a big role in me realising that. so, uh, yeah!! thank you so much for brightening my fandom experience!

15. the character that always makes you smile

well, to be honest, this changes - whoever i'm hyperfixating on at the time makes me smile. but some of my favourite characters are 1776 adams, ham, hewlett in turn, and also watching a mcyt's new video never fails to make me smile

23. the fandom you're curious about because of a mutual

all the musicals in whump: the musical tbh. i've added them to my List™ (that thing is sooo long help /lh)

24. how has fandom positively impacted your life?

it's provided me an outlet for my creativity and a place i can go when real life gets to be too much. additionally, my special interest is humans and their emotions, personalities, particularly their misery - so fandom plays right into that. and also some experiences i've had with certain people while part of fandom have taught me a lot about friendship, people pleasing, trusting people and learning how to interact with people in general. and while those experiences did hurt, i'm ultimately grateful for the stronger and better person i've become as a result

ask game

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What is your favorite jibaku shounen hanako-kun couple? What is the couple you hate the most? It's because? Who is your favorite character? And the character you hate the most? And also why? (I know this is not a related question and you don't have to answer if you don't want to😅)

Anything can be asked at any time! If I don't feel like answering something, I'll just delete it, afterall.

Favorite couple? YUGI8! or, Amane x Nene x Tsukasa! As a complete love circle! Which means, Amane x Nene-chan Amane x Tsukasa and Tsukasa x Nene-chan!

[a collab doodle with my husband drawing Amane] x more here

everything, every way! mwah mwah mwah

Aren't they all three such little goons ... they're all so playful. Everyone here loves to play a little game, roleplay, tinker with toys ... whatever I imagine with the three, at any ages, it's a complete riot ... I want Amane's hands to be full with his otouto and his girlfriend... I want them to rope Amane into all sorts of nonsense ... and of course, Nene-chan needs someone on her side who understands Amane!!! Amane can't act so difficult and avoidant if Tsukasa is there ;) he knows when you are lying... ! The girls need to help eachother not get bullied too much by Amane, wwww..... and getting to see Tsukasa having a nice time with a girl, could heal Amane's heart, eventually (it'll give him a problem somewhere else, but that's fine)... in some ways I think Amane and Nene-chan could really corner Tsukasa, as much as Nene-chan and Tsukasa could corner Amane, or Tsukasa and Amane could corner Nene-chan... literally, the possibilities are endless!!! And Amane will get to dom everyone, good for him :D!

In my heart, I believe it's possible, and beautiful. I even think we will see it happen, some day…. *stares into the stars* I really do…

I don't really think I super "hate" anything in this manga, I enjoy the overall writing and theming enough that I'm engaged when anyone is on the page… though Kou does frustrate me a lot. I've said it many times but I suppose I shall say it all again:

Kou x Mitsuba is, among what shows up regularly in the canon at least, the least fun or cute for me. I think it's Kou's fault though, for also having a crush on Nene-chan… what a meaningless feeling ... on top of that, he apparently values his normal guy friends a lot ... the fact he really thinks of his meaningless friends at all in the Red House really degrades his emotional landscape to me, too .... when you have characters as isolated/one-track minded as Sumire/Hakubo, Aoi/Akane, Amane/Tsukasa and Amane/Nene, even Teru's feelings towards Kou … that makes the overall set-up much less atmospheric ... Kou really is a normal, directionless idiot...

and then his crush on Nene-chan, that degrades whatever Mitsuba is, because it shows Kou can BE complimentary and blushy in a normal way with someone he likes, why ????? He doesn't throw her around the room or scream at her, like he does Mitsuba!!!! So you see, it makes me feel bad for Mitsuba! It feels like Kou has no idea what he's doing or what he feels, AND he's reactive at the drop of a hat, so he'll scream something as if he believes it or as if it means anything, then he won't do a single useful thing…

on top of it all, it's very devastating that he simply didn't remember Mitsuba … even though other classmates of theirs did. That's such a rough "first meeting" for your OTP …………… compared to everything else, EVEN his OWN BROTHER'S feelings for HIM, it's really not romantic at all … Again, it makes me feel bad for Mitsuba…. WHAT A BAD LOVE STORY YOU'RE MAKING, KOU, IF THAT'S WHAT IT IS--!!!! He really makes it all not beautiful at all… !!! Not a single admirable thing about it!!! Tsukasa is doing everything for Mitsuba, too...

Oh I accidentally answered what character I dislike … it is Kou. He is just so stupid … he yells all the time and he is physically violent at the drop of a hat … he for some reason has had no development in his ambitions and still wants to be an exorcist … he just wants to be strong and cool like his big brother. He is very basic normal masculine boy with insecurity about being seen as weak or useless. Compared to someone with a RICH INNER WORLD like Amane, or someone with real lonliness like Mitsuba, he's really frustrating …. he just has friends and family he loves … he is spoiled … yet he has the nerve to insult Mitsuba and blast him with lightning every 3 seconds … he really is mean and shitty … he has no perspective, so sad people like Teru and Mitsuba are without any reassurance .... I have no idea why he is seen as "good nice wholesome boy", he talks extremely rudely, he acts extremely abrasively… he's such a generic shounen protag boy, yelling empty platitudes that don't mean anything. He never has anything beautiful, poignant, or observant to say … I feel like he has the memory of a goldfish....

Kou is most interesting to me when he is finally simply being full bore deplorable, which I feel is closer to his true nature, anyway ... like in Ghost Hotel, he's terrorizing and chopping up and eating Mitsuba ... I like the aquarium thing, because seeing the assault manifest so full-force felt very 'real', for a Kou emotionally explosive moment. I'd like him stop pretending to be a hero, for real ...

But I guess if you wanted to consider non-canon pairings I truly but actually do hate some haha, like, Hanako x Kou (BARF), Kou x Nene-chan (BARF). It's like ... utter nonsense. Truly drivel. Don't you ever let that nasty gangly thing touch any part of my ship …………………..

[soshortstoryteller]

What would you think if an evilized villain (maybe a wishmaker-like villain or maybe even a villain that's unrelated to the butterfly miraculous) caused Chloe and Zoe to switch bodies somehow, and nobody fully understands what's going on, so Zoe (in Chloe's body) is taken by Audrey back to New York, despite Zoe desperately trying to explain things. But Chloe enters a fugue state (heavily due to trauma caused by the neglect of her parents) and genuinely thinks she's Zoe, and is even able to recall many of the things Zoe did due to being in Zoe's body. The class thinks “Zoe's” change in behavior is due to the psychological effects of method acting, since “Zoe” is playing Chloe in Astruc's new movie, but they gradually convince “Zoe” to let them help her relearn how to be “herself” again. Meanwhile, in New York, Zoe is trying to get back to Paris, but when she gets there, “Zoe” thinks she’s there to try to hurt Marinette.

Eventually, after listening to “Chloe”, Marinette starts to suspect that “Chloe” might be telling the truth, so she decides that she must test “Chloe” and “Zoe”. She fakes being in danger to see how they react. “Zoe” reacts slightly faster than “Chloe”, so Marinette comes to the conclusion that “Chloe” is lying and that “Chloe” has an evil and manipulative plan. Marinette thinks that “Chloe” must have picked up a few tricks from Lila, because she thinks no version of Chloe could possibly react faster than Zoe when it comes to protecting her. So Audrey takes “Zoe” back to New York again to “correct” her after “Zoe” fails to convince anyone of the truth.

12 years later, “Zoe” gets seriously injured after fighting a villain when Ladybug isn’t around, which causes “Zoe” to not have long to live. Then Ladybug accidentally stumbles upon the truth about “Zoe” while trying to help “Zoe” using magical powers. Ladybug decides that the moral thing to do is to switch Chloe and Zoe back to their original bodies. Once Zoe gets her body back, she blames Chloe for her impending death and for leaving her with 12 years of torment, while Chloe got off scot free. When Lila gets defeated, Zoe steals the Butterfly Miraculous to get her hands on Ladybug and Catnoir’s miraculouses, hoping to “make things right”. Zoe gets defeated by the heroes (including Chloe) and Ladybug manages to cure Zoe’s injuries. 

Lol it's been literally years since I last had an ask HAHAHAHA and this is totally random but kinda funny so I'll answer as best as I can

I've quit watching mlb for some months now, so I don't really know what's going on and I really don't care about this show anymore, I just like the memes. But, as an idea itself I consider your suggestion to be both scary and cool. Scary in a way of treating traumas through metaphors but WHAT A METAPHOR because changing bodies and for that long I think it's fucked up, but it would certainly be interesting to explore the dynamics of both characters and talk about accountability and gulit. And cool because I actually like that kind of philosophical reflexions in any media. Problem is, they'll never do something as interesting as this. They don't even give Adrien agency, so meh. Maybe you can write a fanfic or draw a comic?

[ghost-the-silly]

Ghost Intro, what

Hello!

Name: Ghost_Bean/Ghost

Age: Minor. I don't want any creepy people following or interacting w/ me, get out

Pronouns: They/them

Interests (In order of how much I focus on them): Murder Drones (current obsession, as you can probably tell...), Splatoon (not very educated on lore sadly...), Wings of Fire (wof discord servers), Nevermore (Webtoon), She-Ra, The Owl House, Steven Universe, Amphibia, KIPO

Uhh... There's probably more but whatever

Hobbies: Drawing traditional art, wondering if I'm doing the right thing on Tumblr, not getting enough sleep, reblogging Tumblr posts at 2 am, finding more Murder Drones blogs to follow, sleeping... Huh, ironic

What I Do: I reblog and like posts from my favorite blogs! I basically just lurk around, throwing love at people's art and posts. I hope that I can help people find cool blogs to follow :]

DNI: LGBTQ+ phobic, TERF, MAP, Zoo, etc, Proshipper. Don't be a bad person. That's all I fucking ask. Have common sense

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Fun facts/Trivia/Whatever you wanna call this:

- I'm in a lot of WoF Army servers, so feel free to ask me about them!

- I draw traditional art of wof ocs, but I'm also trying to figure out digital art! I also dream of being able to draw Drones one day, but anatomy is... a struggle 😭 (feel free to send me tips/guides btw!!!)

- My favorite MD characters and ships are: Doll, Cyn, Lizzy, and Yeva (top 4 char.) | Ships: Dizzy (Doll/Lizzy), RussianDuet (Yeva/Yeva's Husband ((does he have a name??)), Oilrose (J/V), Juzi (J/Uzi), and some others that I literally can't remember because brain no work

- I don't have any strong opinion or preference on ships when it comes to some characters like Uzi, V, J, N, etc as long as it's not problematic. I like seeing other people's ideas and headcanons, either about the characters or ships! I also like Butler N and Maid V, they would be so silly together fr

HOWEVER, I do NOT ship N/Cyn, I see them as siblings. Please, for the love of God..

- I may stop being active on Tumblr for a while at times, but don't worry, I'll be back eventually! [Update: Tumblr takes up ~69% of my screentime so... If I'm gone, assume I'm somewhere without wifi or just trying to save my battery]

- I swear. Just- I swear. I try to keep it to a minimum tho dw... Shit- (haha whoops). Ok but tbf MD has gotten me to say things like "Holy hell!" more often lol

- I like the color periwinkle!! I also like any color from teal to dark purple, and sage green on the side

- Uh... I also don't exactly know my way around Tumblr. Like... Can I reblog something without tags? Does it show if I accidentally un-liked then re-liked a post?? How does tagging work??? Just general stuff too, cause I mostly/only like and reblog cool things

- I'm an English speaker only :/ (but Google translate, my beloved <3)

- I use tone tags a lot! It helps me get my message across correctly, and I hope it helps others understand what I'm trying to say!/gen

- I say things like Dawg, Fr, On god, Silly, Goober, and other things like that quite often, so apologies if it gets annoying/gen

- My timezone is CST! 'Murica !!! 🔥🦅🇺🇲 (Get me out of here)

- Murder Drones is so cool, what, I can't see colors correctly anymore, help me (/pos, MD brings me joy)

- I don't do actual posts often so don't expect that much actual Ghost Content

- guh.

- I LOVE WOMEN THEY'RE SO PRETTY HOLDING HANDS WITH A GIRL WOULD FIX ME IM SUCH A GIRLKISSER (I've never kissed a girl)

- I love yuri. I need yuri. I wake up, yuri. I go to sleep, yuri. Always yuri. Robot yuri? Yes please. I wrote an essay on why I love Doomed/Toxic Yuri because yuri

- Other socials: ghost_bean on Discord, JustARandomGayPerson on toyhou.se

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That's it! Feel free to ask me anything (as long as it's not NSFW, political, hateful, etc), or let me know if I might've forgotten something! I'd love to answer any questions you might have, and I want to get to know Tumblr's silly and amazing community!

Have a great rest of your day/night, and may your favorite show get another season and an (actually good) movie