#gosh it brings me such joy to see them every time

[muchadoaboutstartrek]

@salrevientad @tinderbox210 and @female-fogbank have THE BEST Tumblr icons out there.

I said what I said, sue me.

[call-me-strega]

Dc x Dp Prompt #7: Pavlov’s Ghost Would be so Proud

In which Jazz tries to play matchmaker and accidentally classically conditions her new friend, Jason, into liking her brother.

Basically, Jazz is a college student at Gotham U when she shares a Lit class with Jason Peterson and they bond over deeply analyzing the characters. Jazz isn’t looking for a relationship (maybe she has a partner? Maybe she wants to focus on her studies? I’m low key considering aro-spec Jazz but who knows?) but she thinks Jason would get along great with her brother Danny and decides she wants to set them up.

She bribes Jason into coming over to study or hang out with the promise of fudge and take out and incidentally observes him deeply enjoying said food. She decides that since eating food puts Jason in a good mood that’s when it would be best to talk up her brother. So the next time Jason came over she casually steered the conversation toward her brother’s recent endeavors to transfer to Gotham in order to be closer to her because he’s so sweet and protective. She then offers Jason a slice of cheesecake she had leftover from a lunch out with the some friends which he graciously accepts. Then, just as he starts eating Jazz goes “oh here let me show you a picture of Danny!” and shows off her cute younger brother to her friend.

She doesn’t do it every time she and Jason meet because she figures that’s be too obvious but every time he comes over she offers him food knowing it puts him in a good mood so she can talk up her brother. It’s just that she says his name or shows him a picture of whatever Danny’s been up to recently while he’s eating.

Jazz just genuinely believes she’s just doing her best to be a good wing woman. It’s not until Danny actually moves to Gotham and Jazz decides to introduce them that she realizes what she’s done. She invites Jason over to come meet her brother and watches her how when he sees Danny he gives him an actual genuine smile, not a polite smile you give strangers, but one with actual joy. This is followed quickly by a sense of visible confusion in Jason‘s eyes and Jazz starts to connect the dots.

She excuses herself to the kitchen to go get the snacks she was planning to serve as she looks down at the tray she realizes ‘Oh my gosh I’ve been classically conditioning Jason to associate joy with my brother’! She puts together that an unconditioned stimulus = food (specifically served in her apartment) -> unconditoned response = Jason feels happy/good and that by talking about and showing off her brother every time Jason eats she made her brother a conditioned stimulus for Jason to associate with happiness.

She mentally groans realizing what she’s done but then looks back over at Danny and Jason hitting it off and can’t bring herself to fully regret it. This kinda was her goal as a wingwoman after all. She brings that snacks over to see a flush on her brother’s face and the tips of Jason’s ears red and thinks with a big grin ‘Hey! Maybe if this goes really well it’ll be a fun story to tell at their hypothetical wedding!’

[sissikellicaptions]

Learning the Sissy ABC's of Diaper Domination - "G"

You had given up everything. You left your home, quit your job, and gave ownership of everything to Mommy Grace and Daddy Mick. With no control of your money, no cell phone, no drivers license in their state along with no car, and not a single item of clothing to your name, you were at their whim completely. You'd asked for this, and now you were getting it. And as promised, they were going to ensure you learned your place by teaching you the ABC's of being a Sissy Diaper Sub.

Lesson 7, Week 6, G is for Girly

Great job! Get some well deserved rest my padded princess, you've impressed Mommy and Daddy so well with how quickly you've adapted to this week's lesson. Though we'll truly measure how good you've gotten at being graceful at the end of the week.

Being a Sissy is about presentation, and acting Girly is the right way you should be expressing everything you do. So we're going to help you crash course every feminine lesson we can here.

Obviously you've already been wearing them, but outfits so hyper feminine that they would make any actual woman turn pink from embarrassment is the easiest thing to learn.

The extra pink bondage items are just reminders of submission, which isn't to suggest that actual women are submissive. No, just girly diaper using sissies match that description. And as said plump padding packing prissy you always need to submit. To true women, to all men, to everyone. You're not womanly, you're girly, and as such you submit to all.

And the true nature of being girly comes from what you'll be doing the next several days and nights. During the day you'll be putting on clinics of how your every movement is girly. You're waddle, the hip swagger, and being a slutty diaper sissy, how you show off those asset you've been growing. You should be such a good girly sissy that it's more feminine than those super frilly pink outfits.

At night though, you'll finally get to feeling like a girl. Because we'll have your manhood locked away, and you'll be getting pleased like a true slutty sissy. And as such, you'll be stuffed fuller than your day time diapers. You'll be gagging on sausages so thick they bring tears of sissy joy to your eyes. And we'll start calling you our good little caboose since you'll be having yours ridden over and over again, splattering your diapers with some sissy goo.

Yes the true fun starts now my Sexy Diapered Sissy. We've loved having your become our Girly little slut and we can't wait to see how gosh darn great you'll get at giving, grinding, and going down on your dominates. What a gooey gagging gulper you'll be, we can tell!

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Photo is not mine, credit goes to original owner. Contact me if you would like credit for it, and if you would like me to remove it from the page.

No challenges yet, though working still on getting the perfect photo. Should have chances upcoming and will be sure to get those posted asap. Hope my writing is enjoyable still.

Story is a work of fiction. All events, people, and places involve potential problematic behaviors and depict scenes for fantasy purposes only.

[thef1diary]

oh my gosh congrats on 3k, lovely!! it makes me so happy to see you getting the love and support you deserve 🫶🏻

if i may i’d like to request prompt 8 from fluff list 3 <3

You’re My Home | D. Ricciardo

a/n: thank you lovely!! I mixed this request with “I was thinking this fluff prompt from list one #3 because I just know Danny ric gives amazing hugs” requested by @faithshouseofchaos because both prompts fit so well together.

prompts: "Nothing feels as good as coming home to you." "Nothing feels as good as having you come home to me." & Those tight hugs they give you after coming home, and you just squeeze back and melt in them because they are your home

wc: 900+

masterlist 3k celebration

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It had been a very long, stressful trip. Your days were filled with meetings, flights, and endless tasks that had left you feeling exhausted. Near the end of the trip, the time felt unbelievably slow, the kind where every minute dragged on. You have glanced at your watch too many times to count, seemingly checking it every few minutes only to realize only a few seconds passed.

Your suitcase thumped heavily behind you as you trudged up the stairs, the elevator in your building having decided to break down just when you needed it most. The only thing stopping tears of stress and frustration from streaming down your cheeks was thinking of the comfort of home, the solace of his embrace.

You finally reach the door, unlocking it quickly and stepping inside. The familiar scent of home greeted you, immediately putting you at ease. The sound of the tv murmurs from the living room, where you know Daniel is probably unwinding after his own long day. Your shoulders relax a little, the weight of the trip beginning to lift.

"Hey, I'm home," you called out, slipping off your shoes and leaving your suitcase by the door. You stifle a giggle when you hear a yelp from him, followed by a muttered curse as he bangs his foot on the corner of the coffee table in his rush to reach the door.

His eyes light up with joy when he sees you, and he closes the distance between you in a few strides. He pulls you into a tight hug, his arms wrapping around you in a way that makes you feel safe and cherished. His embrace is strong yet tender, his body warm against yours, and you can't help but melt into him, clinging to him as if he was your lifeline. You can feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, a calming presence after the chaos of travel.

"Nothing feels as good as coming home to you," you murmured against his chest, breathing in his familiar scent.

He pulls back slightly, just enough to look into your eyes, his hands still resting on your waist. "Nothing feels as good as having you come home to me."

You smile up at him, your heart swelling with affection. His eyes are soft, filled with the kind of love that makes everything else fade away.

As you're admiring his gaze, seeing him in person again, his eyes narrow. "Hold on.." he murmured, playfully pulling back further as he looks at you from top to bottom. "How are you here already? I thought you were coming tomorrow."

You grin, enjoying the look of intrigue on his face. "Why? Am I interrupting your plans or something?" Then you gasp, smacking his chest as you question. "Don't tell me you were going to host a party here."

Daniel laughs, throwing his head back, and you couldn't help but join in, always finding his laugh contagious. He shook his head, "sweetheart, do you really think I'd host a party without you here? And no, you are not interrupting any plans, well, considering my plans included sulking and rewatching our favourite show, then yes, you did interrupt—in the best way possible."

You tugged him closer, feeling a warm sense of contentment wash over you. "Well, I'm glad to be your best interruption."

"Not that I mind, but I hope you didn't ditch work to come back early," he asks, bringing the conversation back to you.

"If it were up to you, I'd quit and travel with you," you comment, earning a toothy grin and a nod from him. "But, I managed to wrap up everything ahead of schedule. And honestly, I just missed you too much. I couldn't wait another day to come home."

His expression softens, his eyes filled with warmth and love. "I missed you too," he says, brushing away a strand of hair from your face. "Every minute you were gone felt like an eternity."

You nudged him playfully, even though you felt the same. "Alright don't be such a sap."

He laughs, holding onto your hands and pulling you close again, wrapping his arms around you. “Just for you, darling,” he commented, watching the blush rise to your cheeks.

Just as he was about to lean in to kiss you, his eyes widened as he remembered something. “Oh, I didn’t prepare anything for dinner since I wasn’t expecting you tonight.”

You raised your eyebrows, “then what were you planning on having?”

He shrugged, scratching the back of his neck. “Takeout?” He stated more as a question. You smiled, leaning into him and pressing a kiss to his nose. “Then takeout it is, I wanted to cuddle anyways.”

His eyes light up at that word, and he immediately picks you up in his arms with a playful grin. “Cuddling it is,” he says carrying you towards the couch.

You wrap your arms around his neck, laughing as he carefully maneuvers you to the soft cushions. He sets you down gently before plopping himself beside you, pulling you close. His arms envelop you as you snuggle into his chest, feeling the warmth and security of his embrace.

“Wait,” you say, suddenly remembering, “I need to take a shower. I just came from the airport.”

He tightens his hold, refusing to let go. “No way,” he says firmly. “I’m not letting go of you now. You can shower later.”

You decide against arguing, after all, you’re comfortable and don’t want to move either. Daniel kisses the top of your head, his voice tender as he continues. “You know, this is how I want to spend my life after I retire from racing. Just you and me, cuddled up like this.”

Your heart swells with love, the thought of a future filled with such simple, beautiful moments. “That sounds perfect,” you whisper, feeling completely at peace in his arms.

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[siren-serenity]

when he loves you

characters: red-haired shanks, gn!reader warnings: fluff a/n: - i'll take requests for more of this "series"!!! i kinda wanna do sanji and ace hehe - HOLY SHIT HE'S SO FINE!!!! LIKE DAMN- OMG SHANKS??? SHANKS?!?!?! - feedback is appreciated!

part one (shanks) // part two (ace) // part three (buggy)

when shanks loves you, there is no doubt about it. it's so painfully obvious when he's in love, heart fluttering as if he's an old school boy and butterflies in his stomach erupting whenever you're around him. the blush on his cheeks rivals the shade of red his infamous hair and his tongue turns to lead around you.

"benn, shut up!" shanks whisper-shouts, pressing his hand over his face and trying to cover up as much of his blushing face as possible. his voice is muffled yet anyone could hear the whine in his voice. "y/n can hear you!" his black-haired first mate simply sighs heavily, resigned to his fate as shanks' cupid. "that's the whole point, captain!" shanks points at him, cheeks flushed. "not another word!" benn only rolls his eyes but shanks could see the glimmer of amusement in them.

when shanks loves you, you learn to love his way of expressing affection - physical affection. whether it is him holding you by the waist in a death grip whenever a storm hits whilst he's steering the wheel or at the quiet moments in the middle of the night and he's the little spoon embraced by you, you learn to love the amount of warmth he emits and the little featherlight kisses he presses on instinct.

"mhmm," shanks sighs and scoots closer to you. he buries himself in your arms, smiling widely. "this feels...nice...." you pet his hair, and the grin expands. he loves the way your fingers gently ran through his messy red hair, careful to not pull any knots, and the soothing action almost makes him fall asleep. "you like this?" you tease and even with his eyes closed, shanks could imagine the way your eyes would twinkle. "yeah," shanks presses a kiss to the underside of your jaw before nuzzling into you. taking a deep breath of your scent, he mumbles something one last time before falling asleep. "i love it."

when shanks loves you, there is nothing in the world holding him back from showing just how much he loves you. he's an emperor, what's the point of coveting so much berry when he can spend it all on you? there's no greater joy than seeing the look on your face when he comes back, gifts in tow. even though you chide him for spending so much berry on you, you're grinning nonetheless and his heart stops. it's a routine on every island he and his crew stop at, one that he intends to do until he can't anymore.

"shanks!" you run down the plank and tackle him in a hug. his arm cradles the back of your head, pushing it closer to him as if he's trying to mold you together with him. "you're back!" "always, love," he gives you a light kiss before picking up the almost-forgotten bags. he shakes them, smiling. "got you something." you sigh playfully but took it in hand. gosh- the way your eyes glittered and the way you kept biting your lip to prevent the big smile from erupting on your face...shanks would do anything to keep it there. "you can't keep buying me more stuff! spend the berry on your crew!" although you say this, shanks knows, without a doubt, that you're going to squeal over each item he bought and keep them pristine in your cupboard. including the cheesy (you called it cringe) mug that red '#1 lover!!' and the matching ('cliche' you called it) pair of silly duck shoes., you'll treasure them all.

when shanks loves you, he loves you. heart, soul, mind, body, you can have it all, as long as he can have you in return.

"i like you," shanks says, cheeks blushing as he confesses to you first. "love ya," he presses a kiss to your head as you wake up, a giant grin on his face as always. "i love you," shanks cradles your face in his, hand shaking as he realizes that he could have lost you. he would do anything to bring you back if that happened; hell hath no fury like a pirate scorned when he found your murderer. he realizes that the moment the sword descended on you and almost pierced through skin that perhaps...perhaps you were the 'one' that rayleigh mentioned all the time. "i love you, y/n. don't ever leave me...please."

[whatevertheweather]

Hi hello. I miss y'all. That is my own fault but it's still true, and I'm writing this on saturday night and feeling maudlin about how wonderful and talented and dear this fandom is and how I never join in anymore, so I'm making my little post okay.

I'm going with Musical Chairs again because it's so far past time for that to be done. And I've said this before, but it is approaching done. And I'm gonna get into that, but it'll all be behind the scenes rambling, so it's below the cut, and for those who don't want to delve that far, here is some freshly written Penny POV.

“Ah,” Shepard smiled, “a good deed wasn’t motive enough on its own?” “Not when it’s for a stupid reason.” “What is your un-stupid reason?” “Un-stupid?” Penny repeated. She turned resolutely to her drink. “Nevermind. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.” “Hey now,” Shepard said, ducking into her line of sight. “You struck me as someone who prefers being honest.” It was a job not to smile at that, but Penny put the work in.

Now for the mess.

It's a good mess I think. I have a new section in my miscellany document, tucked in between nine (9) sections of ramblings and cut scenes, and the new section is called "we got it this time boys," and I think it's right. I've written a full draft of the scene that's been holding us all back. It's there in its entirety, it just needs to be edited. And I'm so scared to reread it, because every time I think I got this scene right I come back and it's wrong. Which I've decided to be fine with, because so what!!! So what if I got 36k right and there's 5k that doesn't quite hit the way I want it to!!! The earth will keep spinning!!!

Anyway, "we got it this time boys" is 3 pages of what is technically kind of an outline for 5 pages of story, and every time I read the header it's in the voice of someone from some black-and-white hardboiled detective noir, which brings me the joy that might be the only reason I feel I've gotten it right in the first place. The outline is all written about as cohesively as it starts:

I think maybe, and gosh haven’t I said this a million times, I just need to stop trying to go that way. Stop trying to go any way. Like always “how do I get them to this moment” instead of “what would they do in this situation.” Unfortunately, the latter requires I connect with them on a level I’m not sure I can right now. But I guess let’s try. Actually let’s go for a walk, I can see the sun setting on the top of the house across the way and it’s lovely. Okay nice, it was lovely. Relaxing, refreshing. Saw a stump that looked like a beaver. Saw a cat. Thought of the opening to something I’m never going to write. So anyway,

It also sort of ends with:

Oh shit came up on an obstacle immediately. [Redacted]. This does not actually open the door for Baz to say something that can incite “[Redacted].” Fuck god okay whoops already going completely back on all I’ve decided and thinking maybe we could keep some of the new exchange I’d written, maybe he does reveal the ugh no stop I hate this. Just figure out a transition to bring in [...], what would Baz say to that other than what I’ve written him saying to that which doesn’t work for what I’m trying to do. I guess it could just be, like…he murmurs incorrigible. Or something. With a raised brow, a la baz. Sure let’s do that, however, I’ve laid down to do this and learned I’m actually quite sleepy, so let’s do it another time. Hopefully I don’t come up on another immediate problem and despair. Just remember not to start combining things and rereading things yet, okay. Please.

This would be alarming if I hadn't already gotten past this point and written the thing. So I'm going to go into editing it with the mindset that nothing substantial shall change and boohoo to me if I want it to, and once that's done we're pretty much home free.

Now tags.

Gonna dip a toe back into being melancholy and wistful about this fandom k, I really do miss it even though I'm the only one keeping me out. You're all my friends even if that is a surprise for you to hear because we haven't talked in months or maybe ever, but I love each and every one of you x

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[fatuismooches]

sorry, ik that signora is y'know, dead and all, but fragile!reader + her crimson moths made me have a rlly sad realization.

due to your sick nature, rosalyne had asked you to stay in snezhnaya while she goes to inazuma. she presses a kiss against your forehead, murmuring that it would only take a month or two, and she'll be sure to bring back souvenirs for you. she assures you that nothing will hurt her, and that she will come back to you.

and while you're in snezhnaya, worried over your lover in inazuma, you're still comforted by the fact that rosalyne has left several crimson moths behind to watch over you. she has always had a protective streak, but your fragility makes her that much more overprotective of you. they flutter and fly whenever they want, but at night, they sleep by your side, providing rosalyne's familiar warmth that so easily lulls you to slumber.

and because, her crimson moths had been with you for so long, it was almost incomprehensible that they would one day leave. but on that one fateful day, when they slowly died out right in front of your eyes, you realized how foolish you had been. with shaky hands, you reach out to try and grab onto them, but one by one, they disintegrate into ash in the palm of your hand, until only one remains.

you're going insane, rightfully so, but you try and keep calm to await for her return, bc you want to have hope. you couldn't—no, you wouldn't let this get you sick. rosalyne must be fine, she absolutely has to be. you pray to the gods, to the tsaritsa, for your beloved rosalyne's return, but the dread building in the pit of your stomach only grows as time goes on. and on one fortunate day, you feel well enough to head outside, if only for a moment, only to accidentally overhear some fatui recruits saying that, "the fair lady has been killed by the electro archon—"

and suddenly, your world comes crashing down.

tbh, i don't rlly like signora that much?? like i don't hate her, i don't love her, i'm vv neutral on her but this idea has been infesting my mind for like,, a week and it has def softened my opinion on her. i hope this has brought you joy(?) or sorrow(?) idk tbh, i hope you enjoy this word vomit lol

UM ANON?? FOR SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T LIKE SIGNORA THAT MUCH YOU WROTE THIS SO WELL?!?! My gosh i didn't realize how much angst potential Signora and fragile reader could have... she is super overprotective because she already lost the first person she loved... and now her next lover is not one of the best health... The Gods are laughing in her face right now :(

Rosalyne leaving you to go to other nations was nothing new, she had gone to Mondstadt and Liyue, and been successful in her mission both times. Every time she came back and smiled, in that way that said "I told you so. See, there's no need to worry about me, darling." You would still be overcome by a sense of relief as she kissed you all over, both of you have missed each other terribly.

So really, when Signora left for Inazuma, it wasn't any different. It was going to be the same old mission - infiltrate the nation, get the Gnosis, and return. She's done it once, she's done it twice, she can definitely do it thrice. But still, you were worried. You were always worried about her. You knew she was strong, very much so compared to you, but still... Though, at the very least you had some company. Some pieces of her in a way. Although Signora's moths would burn any enemy she encounters, for you, they remain a comfortable heat that only makes you feel loved. Also, the moths were not only warm and cuddly but fun to watch. You liked to watch them fly around your room... they were even stronger than you gave them credit for as a bunch of them could carry certain items to you.

You remember the first moth that fizzed out very clearly. You were confused at first - Signora never burned away any of her moths when she was away from you. But then in only a matter of minutes, another one goes. And another. And another. All burning away in a few seconds. By now, you're panicking, trying to cup them in your hands. protect them somehow but soon enough, it was as if they never existed before. You remember what Rosalyne said - her moths will always be near as long as she still lives in this world. Your throat dries up at what this means.

You try not to let your mind go there because you were already getting a headache and fever from the implications. Please, you pray to the Tsaritsa, please let Rosalyne be okay. Please let her walk through that door again and give you that same smirk. She'll bring back so many gifts for you, and maybe she'll get a small break from her Fatui duties because of how successful she's been. And maybe you two could go out somewhere nice. Just please, let her be alive.

When you learned what really happened, you weren't sure if you were going to have any strength to live anymore.

[fanaticsnail]

Every time I see another update to the pollen masterlist, know that this is exactly how I react every time, rushing in immediately and then absolutely devouring your writing like the 10/10 meal it is:

That part two to the doflamingo one was so damn good!! I'm so excited for the Kid, Crocodile, and Shanks ones ♡ hope you're doing well!

Oh my gosh, I'm legit howling at the gifs 💀💀💀.

There's so many pollen fics to do now, and I can't wait to bite into them.

I've already drafted Kid's and it's looking hilarious already. Just gotta tweak it a little before it's ready. Similarly with the Straw-Hat "Dreaming of You" - it's not quite ready, but it's cooking 👀👌

In saying all that, writing a Subby Doffy has made me want to write a Dommy Rosi...

Thank you for reading my stories. I love writing them so much, and I'm glad it's bringing you joy!!

[puppy-phum]

My TOP 5 Vice Versa Episodes ↳ as a goodbye and for @stormyoceans ♥

"Though we aren't together tomorrow, you're always here in my memories." – we will meet again on the other side ♥

@asiandramanet event 01 – get to know the members ↳ the drama that shaped me

i'm not sure if i will ever be able to truly say goodbye to vice versa bc it is part of me, part of my heart and soul, but this felt fitting. this is a moment of change as we move on to a new era this week. puentalay's story is over, the other characters have found their ends, too. it's time to focus on other things, on other stories.

i wish them all only happiness, as much as they've given that happiness to me ♥

and then briefly about these episodes:

i. fire yellow – missing forever my favourite episode in this show. it has been that ever since i first watched it and it remains up there, a perfect combination of joy and grief. i love the story arch this episode puts in motion and i love the things it somehow brings to an end. it feels perfect, full. i want to take it inside my palms and hold gently.

ii. real red – home the most heartbreaking episode in this whole show, fitting to be the dreaded episode 11, but also so brilliant no other can compare. i am never, never moving on from parts 1 or 4 as i've never getting a separation this painful, or a reunion this fulfilling. we are all home here.

iii. multi color – our ways to love i wanted to include our skyy 2 into this bc it's part of their story. those two episodes showed me sides of love i never thought i'd yearned to see on screen like this. puentalay in those two episodes are the epitome of comfort, and this second episode especially manages to bring me to tears every time with how well they just work together. i have no doubts they will last until the end of time.

iv. deep magenta – giving hope one of the prettiest episodes in this drama. i truly adore the way the glasshouse café gets introduced to us and i never tire of watching puen fall in love there. i love the wedding. i love all the flirting. i love the drama. it's an episode full of hopes and naming those.

v. midnight black – i know you i debated for a long time if my number 5 would be this or episode 10 pink. i love the goodbyes and the thought of dedicating a whole episode to those. but i think i love this episode more. i love following talay on his journey to understanding other people better. i love his conversations both with kita and pang. he might have his own views but he's very open to changing them. and gosh, there's no better romance than the bucket hat scene at the end ♥

[lets-try-some-writing]

Super random and kinda off topic question

How do you design the cybertronian forms of your OCs? Cause I have a few OCs myself and while I can come up with human OC designs every time I try to think of a Cybertronian design I come up blank. It seems so much more daunting and complicated

Cherri, let me tell you it takes a crap ton of work to get the design right. However, its probably not as daunting as you think. The hardest part is just getting your pen to the paper to get your draft done. For me, I accept that the first few designs are going to suck and that I will despise them. Then once I've come to that conclusion, I collect references. Usually I aim to look at a canon character who matches the vibe I am aiming for. In the case of my boy Hotwire, I first looked at IDW Starscream and Astrotrain to get an idea of the build and feel I was aiming for.

Then came up with a draft design which was essentially throwing things at the wall and hoping something would stick. Then once I did that, I went through a series of minor adjustments to see what I liked and what I did not like. Seriously, don't be afraid to mess with the character until something feels right.

Generation 1, 2, 3, and finally, the current generation 4, all in order.

It took me a whole year to reach this final design of his. There are some things you are going to really like that just don't stick, and there are going to be some things you really really hate about a character design that you aren't entirely sure how to deal with. That's why I look at references all the time to find something that suites my needs.

Really, the hardest part is dealing with the failure that comes alongside trying to design. It can be rough trying to get everything to look right.

These two idiots went through MAJOR design changes and I wanted to throw them both at a wall for a really long time. But once you soldier through the initial "Oh my gosh [insert oc] looks like absolute garbage I never want to draw again", things get easier. Draw them over and over and over and try new things! Add bits, remove bits, see what looks best!

So ramble aside, use references, don't be afraid to make a few designs that suck as you figure out what you like, and draw your characters a LOT. The more you draw them, the easier it is the pick out what things do or do not bring you joy while drawing them.

[lazzarella]

Every episode is over too quickly, even though they're mostly getting longer ;__; anyway, back again with my rambling nonsensical notes!!!

- Aww! Baby!Dee!

- Gah, they're so sweet (visiting the little boy)

- "At least it reminded me I hadn't been forgotten" Ouch!! Guessing Dee's parents were quite absent when he was a kid? (Though I guess we don't know yet when they died)

- holy crap, these two gazing at each other when they're taking a photo with the little boy lmao at least Yak was paying attention

- How can Yak still be Dee's patient when everyone knows they're dating?

- "One month, five days, etc." DUDE!!!! Are you— I just can't...

- lol @ Dee not remembering Yak's birthday! But I did! XD (really should have posted that screenshot of his file that I've had saved in my drafts since ep 1... Sigh)

- "Find joy in becoming someone else in your own way"

- I love Kao <333

- Yak sulking and taking Dee's drink was so cute :3

- bloody hell, Yei just pulling Cher onto his lap like that O_O

- "You wear size 56?" I LOVE YOU, GRANDMA!

- Ahhhhh! Yak's face when grandma says he must be the reason Dee's watching boxing now!!! He's so pleased!!!

- lmaoooooo the giant dick plushie!!! (That bloody thing haunts me on aliexpress btw!!!! I can't search for anything without it popping up, as it were)

- look, I know I always gush over how soft Yak is but seeing him cuddling Ice Bear was almost too much for me

- "I've gotten used to having you in my arms" WHO SAYS THAT, YAK?? WHO???? Not fake boyfriends that's who!

- And now he's pouting because he wants to cuddle!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh

- And then he brings up Taem. Well done! lol

- (Okay, it's clear—or, well, likely—he's just clinging to his crush on Taem any time his feelings for Wandee rear their pretty head(s), but... Jeez, dude!)

- And Dee's face? His response??? He's not talking about Taem

- "Let's find something fun to do!" I love you, Grandma!

- Yak taking a video of her ;__;

- Okay, her all black outfit is super cool! And she's wearing creepers!! I think...

- Yak referring to himself as Dee's boyfriend at the cemetery... *pinches bridge of nose* I can't handle much more of this. And Dee's deflection! Ahhh. The way they're both dealing with their developing feelings is so interesting and delicious to watch

- oh that outfit does not suit Yak…

- I wonder if Yei is doing underground fights for $$$ to help the gym??? And that’s why he didn’t get physical with Cher. Idk

- Yak offering to help Dee again <33333

- There really is purple and yellow everywhere! (The cardboard Taem was carrying)

- I need a comparison between Taem's reaction when Yak grabbed her hand (not really comfortable) vs when he grabs Dee's hand!!!

- And Yak could be spending more time with Taem but he already had plans with Dee! Gosh, he's just... Oh, that boy!

- Ahhh! They're baking! They're having a flour fight! They're flirting over food again!!

- (Is this the first time we've seen Dee in the elephant pants too?)

- Holy shit, the audacity of Ter taking Kwan to the same restaurant and are they sitting at the same table???????

- so many short shorts and cut off tees and I'm not complaining

- awww! The tiny drink buddy dude has a name!

- The TENSION when they're listening to Fluke's song though??? JFC. You need a ginsu to cut through that

- YOU HAVE SWEET EYES??!!! No comment. I just can't lol

- smooch blocked by the oven timer! lol they really were going to kiss that time, though

- Ahhhhh, Dee looks so happy!!!!

- Yak taking and posting a photo of Gooddy on his glass was adorable :3

- (ngl, with them standing so close to the edge of the balcony, I was envisioning Gooddy going over the side lol)

- love them plugging the new line stickers in the toothbrush bit

- YoryakWandee vs WandeeYoryak is giving me duck season vs rabbit season lol

- Ahhhh! Next week's preview!!! How am I meant to wait???

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member is Blackpink's Jennie little sister

A/N: I got an ask on Tumblr and I loved writing it, ty! :D

The request: can I make a request please!!! The request is where reader is Jennie secret lil sister!! Where Jennie absolutely adore reader as Mus as twice adore the maknae and Jennie fighting over reader from twice!! Where Jennie is like ('this is my sister so we goes to vacation first) and twice responded ('nu uh')

PS: Tysm for everyone that reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The sun was shining brightly as Jennie walked briskly down the bustling streets of Seoul. Dressed in a chic black outfit, her long dark hair cascading down her back, she exuded confidence and charisma. As a member of one of the most popular K-pop girl groups, BLACKPINK, she was used to the attention and adoration of fans and paparazzi. But today, her mind was entirely preoccupied with something else. Jennie had a secret, one that she had been carefully guarding for years. She was the older sister of a young girl named Y/N. Said girl was only 14 years old and the new youngest member of the rapidly rising girl group TWICE. Jennie smiled fondly as she thought about her sister, a talented and beautiful girl with a heart full of dreams.

Jennie and her cutie pie, as she started calling her ever since she was born, had a special bond, one that was known only to them. Jennie had taken on the role of a protective older sister, always looking out for Y/N and guiding her through the challenges of the entertainment industry. Despite the five-year age gap between them, Jennie adored her dongsang with all her heart. As Jennie made her way to the JYP Entertainment building, she couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. She was about to reveal her secret to the TWICE members, who were her best friends. They had supported each other through thick and thin, and she knew they would embrace Y/N with open arms.

Entering the practice room, Jennie was met with the joyful chatter and laughter of the TWICE members. They were in the midst of rehearsing their latest hit song, their energy infectious and their dedication evident. Jennie watched them for a moment, her heart swelling with pride. Feeling a tap on her shoulder, Jennie turned around to see Nayeon, the eldest of TWICE and the one she's closest to between them all, smiling at her with curiosity gleaming in her eyes as she spoke. 

Nayeon - Jennie, what brings you here today?

Jennie took a deep breath, gathering her courage as she prepared to talk with a voice filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. 

Jennie - I have something important to share with all of you, but first, promise me that you'll welcome this person with open arms.

The TWICE members exchanged puzzled glances but nodded in agreement. Jennie took a deep breath and called out her baby.

Jennie - Sweetie, you can come in now!

The door opened, and Y/N stepped inside, her eyes widening in surprise as she took in the sight of her fellow TWICE members. The room fell silent as the girls looked at the young girl, their faces a mix of shock and delight. Jihyo, as TWICE's leader, was the first to recover from her surprise. She rushed over to Y/N, enveloping her in a warm hug while she exclaimed something that caused the maknae to giggle. 

Jihyo - Oh my gosh, you're so cute! 

The other TWICE members quickly followed suit, surrounding Y/N with hugs and affectionate greetings. Dahyun, known for her bright personality, was the next to talk with enthusiasm.

Dahyun - We have the cutest maknae ever now!

Jennie watched the scene unfold, a smile playing on her lips. Her heart swelled with joy as she saw the genuine love and adoration the TWICE members showered upon her little sister. She was grateful for their warm reception, knowing that they would be an invaluable support system for her dongsang. However, as the excitement settled, Jennie couldn't help but notice a playful glint in Momo's eyes. Momo, known for her mischievous nature, stepped forward and smirked.

Momo - Well, Jennie, since Y/N is part of the TWICE family now, shouldn't we take her on a vacation first?

Jennie's eyes widened in mock disbelief. 

Jennie - Oh no you don't, Momo. Y/N is my sister, so of course, we should go on a vacation first!

A mischievous grin spread across Sana's face as she chimed in. 

Sana - I think our newest TWICE member should decide. Sugat, who do you want to go on vacation with first? Your big sister Jennie or us?

Y/N looked at the expectant faces of both groups, her eyes wide with wonder. She hesitated for a moment before breaking into a mischievous smile as she asked a question that made both groups burst into laughter. 

Y/N - Can we all go on vacation together?

Jennie and the TWICE members exchanged amused glances, realizing that they were in for an adventure like never before. As the laughter filled the room, they knew that their bond would only grow stronger with the addition of their sweet youngest. Jennie couldn't contain her excitement as the day of the vacation arrived. She had meticulously planned the itinerary, ensuring that her babygirl would have the time of her life. The anticipation filled the air as the two groups gathered at the airport, their fans sending them off with cheers and well-wishes. As they settled into their seats on the plane, Jennie glanced over at Y/N, who was wide-eyed with excitement. She squeezed her sister's hand, reassuring her that the adventure was about to begin. The members of TWICE, sitting across the aisle, exchanged playful glances, ready for the friendly competition that lay ahead.

The first destination on their journey was a tropical paradise, an island known for its pristine beaches and crystal-clear waters, Jeju Island (no idea if I'm correct guys, just imagine pls lol). The moment they stepped foot on the sandy shores, the TWICE unnies couldn't contain their excitement, immediately running towards the water like a pack of joyful puppies. Jennie, however, had other plans. She grabbed her sister's hand and pulled her in the opposite direction, as she declared with a mischievous smile that she intended to spoil her little sister, towards a luxurious beachside villa she had booked for their stay. 

Jennie - We're going to relax and enjoy some quality time together.

But TWICE wasn't about to let Jennie have all the fun. As soon as they realized what was happening, they formulated a plan of their own. With Momo leading the charge, they mobilised the members and devised a strategy to lure their cute maknae away from Jennie's hands. The next morning, as the sun rose over the horizon, Jennie woke up to find Y/N missing from their shared room. Panic gripped her heart, but just as she was about to launch into a search, she received a message on her phone. It was a picture of Y/N, standing in front of a vibrant marketplace with the TWICE members, each holding a handful of shopping bags. The message read: We've taken our kid on a shopping spree! Catch us if you can! 

Jennie's competitive spirit kicked in, and she raced through the villa, determined to find her sister. The chase was on. Throughout their vacation, the two groups engaged in a friendly rivalry, each competing for Y/N's attention. BLACKPINK would take Y/N on thrilling adventures, from zip-lining through dense forests to exploring ancient temples. Meanwhile, TWICE would whisk her away to amusement parks, indulging her in every delightful treat and thrilling ride. The days turned into weeks, and the laughter echoed across every destination they visited. The bond between the two groups grew stronger, and Y/N found herself torn between the love and attention showered upon her by both BLACKPINK and TWICE. But as the vacation drew to a close, Y/N knew that she didn't have to choose. She had become a cherished member of both groups, and the love they had shown her was immeasurable. She approached Jennie, her eyes shining with gratitude.

Y/N - Unnie, I don't want to pick sides, I love you and my TWICE unnies equally. Can't we all be one big family?

Jennie's heart swelled with pride, and she enveloped Y/N in a tight embrace. 

Jennie - You're right, love. We are one big family, and nothing can change that.

The members of TWICE joined in the embrace, their smiles bright and their hearts full. It was a moment of pure love and acceptance, a testament to the power of music and the bonds it could create. As they bid farewell to the tropical paradise and returned home, BLACKPINK and TWICE knew that their journey was just beginning. Their collaboration had transcended the boundaries of music, forging lifelong friendships and a sisterhood that would endure. From that day forward, Jennie, Y/N, and the members of TWICE became inseparable. They shared laughter, tears, and dreams, supporting each other through the highs and lows of their careers. And whenever they looked back on that unforgettable vacation, they would remember the joy, the love, and the unbreakable bond they had formed, making them have only one thought:

I am proud of our chosen family.

A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[jojo-schmo]

Jojo nooo your metadede is not cringe whatsoever!! It's the evil Jojo just getting to you, it happens sometimes smh One thing I will admit is that I go to your blog every day for your art, whether it be metadede or anything else <33

Keep doing what you do and don't let anyone stop you >:)

That's very kind of you to say!! Gosh, I really appreciate that you like my work enough to visit so often! I needed to hear something like this, so thank you <3

I don't know.... I'm feeling a lot better now, but I definitely made up this insecurity about drawing certain things like metadede in my head. There were posts circulating a while back (and I don't remember the exact ones so this isn't directed at anyone) about how tiring it is to see mischaracterized characters or too much art of popular ships with metadede as one of the examples.

A valid opinion! It can be frustrating to curate one's own feed to a particular interest/opinion/headcanon and not see anything new for a long time. Or hold an opinion that's different than what appears to be the majority of the fanbase, and not get any interaction with it- or worse, have people telling them that their opinion is just straight up wrong (which isn't true! Kirby is special because it's so up to interpretation that I think it's really wonderful to see everyone's different worlds filled with different character stories and creative ideas!!)

So reading some of those discussions on different social media, I made myself self-conscious by thinking I was contributing to some kind of problem by sharing my art. For the first time in years, I thought I was creating and sharing "cringe" content and I should be ashamed for some reason.

After some time to process it, I realized that as long as I tag my work and don't try to shove it into circles that don't want to see it, it's not hurting anyone!

All I'm trying to do on here is the best I can. I want to come home from my 8-5 office job and spend the little free time I have making something that brings me joy and fulfillment to make. I love exploring character interactions and "what if" scenarios and sometimes just plain old sugary sweet fluff. And it won't be everyone's cup of tea so I'll keep doing my best to tag accordingly and if I ever miss a tag, lemme know so I can fix it. :)

So yes. I'm feeling much better and will continue to gently offer my work in my little corner of the internet here- and whoever wants to see can come and go as they please. I'm just glad to keep the lovely company I have now. <3

[nkirukaj]

Fawning for You (21)

Pairing: Alastor x Voe (Fem!OC)

Warnings: Swearing

Genre: Fluff, Angst (& Humor!)

Word Count: 4.6K

21. Someone Gets Hurt (Reprise)

“Hey baby, hey,” she walks up to her children, they both stare before Alyson crawls away. Vernie, however, stared up at his mother and watched her movement. Voe squats down and sits before her son “Hi baby,” she says. She is met with wide eyes and no movement or response. “Come to Mommy?” she holds her hands out for him as he continues to stare up. Voe drops her hands and just stares back at him “I’ll win your heart one day,” she pouts at him

Vernie stares as Voe gets up and walks away, making a little bleat. 

“They’ll get to know you, they just gotta get used to you,” he turns to Cherri “Is that it?”

She shrugs “I don’t know, I’m not a mother,” she puts a piece of gum in her mouth

“So,” Angel starts again “How do you plan on getting your souls back?”

Voe shrugs “I have no idea. Most of them went back to the Vees, so they’re not even claimable,”

“Why don’t you just go kill ‘em again?” Cherri offered

“You could do that,” Angel agreed “Show them who Voe the Beau is,”

“Eh,”

“What? What’s wrong toots?”

“I was a different woman when I did that,”

“What? It’s because you’re a mother now?” Cherri rolled her eye

Voe shrugs again “Being a mother changes you!”

“You and Smiles, bringing down your rep!”

“Hate to say it toots, but this is Hell, if you want those souls back, you gotta get your hands dirty,”

She tilts her head “Can I be honest?”

“Eh, sure,”

“I’m not that upset that they’re gone. I mean being an overlord did matter to me, and I’m glad that I achieved it, but I don’t know if it’s a goal that I want to keep pursuing,”

Cherri hits Angel’s arm “See Angie? And you thought she was gonna be mad that you went back to Val!”

Voe whips her head around “What?!”

Angel glares at Cherri as she slinks away “Oh shit….”

Voe steps up to Angel “You went back to Valentino?”

“Look, I needed a job and-“

“After everything he’s done to you?!”

“He’s done things for me too!”

Voe is flabbergasted “I’ve done things for you,”

Angel furrows his brows “Look, I’m grateful for everything you’ve done, but,” he seems exasperated “Val’s the one that made me famous!”

“Yeah? So?”

“I’m tired of being unknown! There were people on my live last week asking ‘Who the fuck is Angel Dust’? Can you believe that? ‘Just some porn actor’ they said. I’m not just ‘some porn actor’, I’m the porn actor!”

“So fame is worth more than your safety??”

“Yes,” he sounds resolute, but she can tell that he’s unsure “I won a Sex-xx-i Award! 5 years in a row!”

“And what did it feel like? Huh? When you came home and Val would smack you because you deviated from the approved speech, or didn’t smile correctly?”

“I don’t care about all that! I care about fame! I want millions of people to see me on their screens. I can’t be forgotten! I want to be loved again! ”

Her volume increases “ANGEL YOU ARE LOVED!” 

“Good on you for being a mom and all that, but I gotta do things my way,” he glares at her and walks away 

Voe goes back to her room and face plants on her bed. There was nothing she could do to fix anything anymore. At this point, all she wanted was for her children to love her, and that would be enough. 

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“Okay Casper, what can we do the fix the theater? The theater is my biggest love and I want to share that joy with the denizens of Hell, no matter how many souls I do or do not own,”

“Well, we can try to put on another show, or have a party? You know, I don’t know,” he sat and thought “I got it! What if we did something for poor sinners instead? Like a soup kitchen or something,”

“And we can run it out of the Hotel! Casper, you’re a genius!”

He looks proud of himself, “Yeah,”

“So what do you think Charlie? Can we do it here?” Voe asks

“Oh my gosh! Of course!” Charlie has tears in her eyes “You are getting better every day. You are gonna be redeemed in no time!”

Off in the shadows where he was the most comfortable, stood Alastor watching his wife converse with the princess. 

“Why I think it’s a wonderful idea! Why don’t I help out?” He steps forward

Voe is shocked “Really?”

“Of course! I will my wife anyway that I can!”

She smiles “That’s so sweet Alastor,”

“Of course, anything for you, my dear,” he wraps his arm around her “And maybe Angel could help! He could make something Italian,”

She looks over at Angel who says “Uh sure, I can help…if Voe wants me to,”

Voe looks down and turns her head away from Angel and at the floor.

“Look, I know that you don’t want to talk to me, I just want you to know that whatever I do is my business. But you’re still my friend and I’ll help you if you want me to,” 

“Okay, I guess,”

“Great! You know Voe this is amazing!” Charlie beams “I thought you might have given up after the thing with your businesses and all that!”

Voe tilts her head demonstrating that she would rather not talk about that, and turns to Alastor “Well, we’ll need your best recipes babe,” she pats his chest

“I will make sure that they are the best dishes any homeless sinners have ever had. If they’ve ever had any! Ha ha!”

Voe taps his arm “Thanks babe,” she tells him

“Good morning Sam!”

“Niffty,” Voe kneels in front of the housekeeper “That is not his name,”

“Oh! Come on Vernie!”

“Hi, Vernie!” He made a bunch of gibberish noises and a happy bleat in response. “How are you doing baby?”

He stares up at her with curiosity, and his little nose twitches rapidly. She sits on the floor and allows him to climb up onto her. 

“Hi Vernie! Hi!” he runs his nose over her as he climbs up her legs. He continues to sniff her and then lays his head on her shoulder. Voe slowly wraps her arms around her son to see if he would allow her and he does not protest when she does. He stares at her from his spot on her shoulder, taking her in as she holds him. Voe is quietly excited, to not startle or upset him. “It’s Momma. I’m your Momma,” she tells him, with him blinking in response. 

Vernie continues to rest there on her shoulder, opening and closing his hand, and letting out a fawn squeak in return. Voe tries not to smile but can’t help it, and Vernie smiles back.

“Alastor! Look, at what Vernie has on!” She tells him

Alastor looks as she holds up their son, and he’s wearing a cute red onesie with black feet. “Cute,” he muses 

“Look, it has a little bowtie like yours!” she is so excited to be dressing him ever since he let her hold him. Vernie is opening and closing his fingers with his other fingers in his mouth. “And the bottom has little hoof prints like your shoes!” she lifts his little foot to show him

“Aw isn’t he precious?” he states looking down at them both

She hands Vernie to him and Alastor is taken aback by it for a moment, then holds him properly as Voe holds up another onesie.

“I got this one for Aly, but I don’t know if she would let me dress her. It has a bow like my dresses, and it has hoof prints too!”

“Well, why don’t we go see?” 

They approach Aly in the crib, she’s sitting up when Voe approaches, and she puts her arms out reaching for her daughter. Aly looks up and sniffs her mother the same way that her brother did, analyzing her scent to make sure that she is trustworthy. After careful sniffing, Aly reaches up for her mother.

Voe gasps in happiness as she picks up her daughter “Alastor!” she whispers

“I see,” he responds, shocked himself as he holds Vernie

She turns to her daughter “Let me massage your little hoovsies,” she smiles, putting her down on the bed and rubbing her hooves. Voe pulls out the onesie, Aly claps her hands, and smiles her pacifier falling out of her mouth. “Someone likes the onesie. Can Momma put it on?” Aly grabs at it “Ooh patience!” she puts on the onesie, tying the bow. She holds her. “Look!” she shows Alastor, tearing up.

“My dear, she’s adorable,” he hugs Voe

“Look at us a big happy family!”

Alastor sighs “Indeed we are,” he kisses her forehead

“I’m gonna cry,”

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On the day of the soup kitchen, the turnout was wild. The Hotel was full of. impoverished sinners looking for a meal. There was nowhere for any of the residents to sit, but that was worth it to be giving back to the community. Voe had her hair tied up and big plastic gloves on behind the table as she served salad and rice alongside Casper, Niffty, Charlie, and Vaggie. The dispenser of juice sat at the 

“Don’t forget your bread!” Niffty calls out 

“Actually I can’t have any-“

She giggles “Don’t forget!” and piles some garlic bread and rolls on the demon’s plate

“This is amazing, right Casper?”

“Definitely, this was a good idea!”

“Well, it was your idea,”

Casper sighs proudly “Yeah,”

They had Cherri at the door since Bean was unavailable, and she seemed like she was doing a good job

“You sign in or you starve!” she called out 

“What do you think Charlie? Is this great or what?”

“This is AMAZING! Oh- you look really hungry,” she piles food on the demon’s plate

“This is so fun! I’m so glad we’re doing this!” Voe seems cheery and teary-eyed

Casper chuckled “Don’t cry into the food,”

Charlie gasps, about to put food on the empty plate “Eric! What are you doing?”

“I just want some lasagna, just put it on my plate,”

“Uh no! This food isn’t for you!”

“So we have to starve?”

“Eric, this food is for homeless sinners!”

He scoffs “So I have to starve because they’re homeless?”

Charlie is appalled “Leave,” she points

“Ugh,”

“Don’t forget your bread!” Niffty places a large roll on his plate

“Damn, thanks Niffty!” Eric takes a large bite out of it, swallowing quickly. When he walks away there’s a queasy look on his face before vomiting on the floor. Everyone stops and stares at him. It’s complete and total silence before someone else vomits. Then another, and another. Everyone who had eaten was throwing up the food. Voe spotted someone recording in the corner before they threw up as well. Charlie and Vaggie ran out to try and help the sick sinners, but all that Voe could do was stand behind the table in disbelief as it all went to shit. 

“At least we had somewhere they can rest?” Casper offered

Alastor appears “What a shame there’s no hospitals in Pentagram City,”

Voe widens her eyes “What about my hospital?”

“That’s right! We can take them there!” Casper agreed

“How are we going to get all those sinners there?”

Voe thinks, “Well I can fly…”

“Why don’t we bring everything here?” Charlie asks

“Where are the residents going to be?”

“There are still rooms left and the sick ones can stay here until they’re better,”

Voe sighs “Fine,”

“Great! Let’s get everyone to a room!”

They each help sinners to a room, filling them all in about an hour. Voe and Casper collapse on the couch

“Well, that was a disaster,”

“Well, at least we were able to fix it,”

She sits up and looks to her assistant, “We gotta do something else,”

“Like what?”

She looks away “I have no idea,”

Casper sits up with her “Maybe a…state fair? People Love State Fairs,”

Voe turns and shakes Casper “Why are you so smart???”

“Uhh, I don’t know,”

“Hi again Lucifer!” Voe sings entering the King’s room

He turns to greet her as he looks up from his novel “Oh hey,”

“I need a favor again,” she smiles tightly

“Okay…”

“So, our soup kitchen didn’t turn out well…”

“Oh yeah, I saw that,”

She gets closer to him “So, I was thinking…maybe we could have a state fair?”

He slams the novel shut “A what? Where are you having a state fair?”

“Well, remember you told me about how you had a theme park?”

“And remember how I told you that we can’t leave this ring? Sinners cannot leave the Pride Ring,”

Voe falls over him “But why…?”

Lucifer tries not to laugh “Because…should I remind you that sinners are here for punishment? Not on vacation. This is what you get,”

“But I wanted to do something nice!”

“Sinners don’t get nice,”

“Please!” she begs

He sits up “I’m sorry, they can’t leave the ring. It’s not just me, you’d have to ask the Seraphims in Heaven for permission too, and you’re not going to get permission from them,”

“Maybe make one in the Pride Ring? Please?”

He sighs “Fine. I will help you, but only because I feel bad about you dying,”

She twirls her hair “Is that the only reason?”

“Do you want my help or not?

“Of course!”

“Okay then,”

“Oooh A state fair! That is amazing that you helped out Dad, remember LuLu Land? Great memories!”

He crosses his arms “Yeah, something like that,”

Voe is standing along with Alastor, their children in baby carriers, and Voe is beaming “Isn’t this amazing Alastor?”

“It’s an amusement park, pretty childish isn’t it?”

“I like amusement parks! And we should be able to be silly instead of killing each other all the time!”

“I suppose, but most of these sinners are adults, it’s a bit strange,”

Charlie butts in “I think it’s amazing!”

“I think it’s a great idea!” Lucifer agrees with a wide grin

Alastor squints in frustration “Very well,”

“Alastor, have you ever been to an amusement park?”

He sighs “I guess not,”

Voe’s eyes widen and her jaw drops “You’re going on a ride,”

“Oh, I’m not the ride type, my dear,”

“You never know until you try!” Voe goes up to Vaggie “Can you watch them, please?”

“Of course,” 

“Look at my girl being a babysitter,”

Vaggie puts her head behind her ear and blushes, taking the twins “Whatever,”

Voe pulls Alastor to a rollercoaster and goes to the bathroom while waiting in line. Some sinner demons in front of them turned back and flinched ostentatiously when they saw the Radio Demon behind them.

“Don’t turn around,” they whispered and Alastor’s grin grew wider. As he waited for his wife, he leaned over to the side and slowly loosened a visible screw in the ride, just before his wife rejoined him at his side. 

“Did I miss anything?” she asked

“Nothing at all, my dear,”

Alastor dissipates his cane and steps on, the ride creaks as it starts up and Voe holds on to the bars in the seat.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes indeed,” he says with a smirk

The ride starts and up they go, when they come to the first dip everyone physically reacts except for Alastor, whose stance and smile stay in place. Once they get to the highest point on the ride, they get to the tippy top of the hill she grabs into Alastor’s arm, and the creaking returns as they head down the hill. The car starts shaking intensely and instantly falls apart. Dozens of sinners are free falling in the air, including Voe. All that was running through her mind was that she would have to get reacquainted with her children again and how they wouldn’t remember her. She starts to cry when she feels cool hands around her back and legs. She opens her eyes.

“Oh! Look at that. I wasn’t expecting to win something so beautiful at the carnival today,” She throws her arms around Alastor’s neck and cries “Aww you must be frightened, don’t worry I’ve got you,”

“Oh my god Voe are you okay?!” Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, Husk, and Lucifer rush up to the doe “I swear it was sturdy this morning. We tried it out so many times,”

“Yeah, I was the one riding it the whole time,” Angel agreed

“Huh,” Alastor muses as he puts his wife down.

“What?” Angel asks

“And where were you today? Didn’t want to join in on the festivities?”

Angel tilts his head “Huh?”

“And you went out and never returned a few weeks ago during the soup kitchen. Why is that?”

“Now hold on, I know you not blaming me,”

“Come on guys, let’s just make sure Voe is okay. And everyone else!”

“I’ll take care of my wife,” Alastor pipes up

Voe runs over to Vaggie “Give me my babies!”

“Of course!” She holds her twins close to her and they are utterly confused by her tears.

Casper runs up to her “Are you okay? Are you injured?”

She shakes her head, not able to speak through her tears.

“This is probably not a good time,”

“Is there something wrong Casper? Let’s discuss,” Alastor takes him to the side and questions “What is it that you wanted to tell her?”

“Well, whatever sickness was going around a week ago is back, and people are throwing up by the barrel. There’s also some other malfunctioning rides on the other side of the park, and Sinstagram is ripping her a new one, so tell her to stay away from social media,”

“Oh my,”

“In a bad way right? You’re saying it in a bad way?”

Alastor does not respond to the question but instead says “I will take care of it, don’t you worry!” his grin growing wider

Alastor returns to Voe who has finally stopped crying “Hello my dear, how are you doing now?”

She inhales “I’m okay now,” the twins are in their carriers “I am so sorry for making you go on that ride,”

“Now now, you are not to blame. I think you should call it a day,”

She nods “Yeah, I just want to spend time with my kids right now,”

“Splendid,” Alastor agrees “Oh here’s your phone,” he hands it to her

She sniffles “Thanks,”

“A LuLu Land knockoff gone wrong,”

“She doesn’t know what she’s doing,”

“Is Voe the Beau trying to kill people?”

“Worse than any Overlord,”

“This is just insulting at this point!”

Voe shuts the laptop urgently and falls back on her bed. She looks over at her kids in their crib as they sleep, knowing that they deserve a mother who does wonderful things for people and is not disgraced by the public. Two outings, two L’s, she had one more chance to get a W, and she had to make it count.

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“Lucifer,”

“Hmm?’

“I have a question,”

“Yeah, but first I have a question for you. Are you okay?”

She waves him off “Don’t worry about me. But, what is the rest of Hell like?”

“What do you mean?”

“Is it like this? Or is it like a proper society?”

“I guess you could say it’s a proper society, but it’s kind of hard for them because of poverty,”

“Excellent,”

He looks up confused “Huh?”

“No, not excellent that people are poor. But excellent that there are some societies in Hell,” she turns her back to him “Can you leave this ring?”

“Oh yeah!”

“I need you to bring something to another ring for me,”

“Wait is this about redemption?”

“Why?”

“I think you should take it slow, maybe rest?”

She whips back around “I can’t rest, my children my children have a disgrace for a mother!”

“What? Voe you’re not a disgrace,”

Voe slumps onto his bed “Everyone else thinks so,”

“Screw what everyone else thinks!” he sits next to her

She leans on his shoulder “I don’t know why things keep going wrong,”

“Maybe, just take it easy. Relax. The people that love you do not think that you’re a disgrace,”

She looks up at him through her lashes “You love me?”

“Of course I do,” he kisses her forehead “Why wouldn’t I?”

“I don’t know what to do Lucifer,”

“You know what? I’ll make sure nothing happens to your next event, you’ll be guaranteed to succeed,”

Voe sits up “Really?”

“Really,”

She went and posted a video saying “I’m going to have a bake sale out of my theater, and all the profits will be sent to orphans in the Greed Ring. Run, don’t walk!” She’s scared to do lives now, afraid of what people would say, but she posts the video and closes the app immediately, hoping that it would make some kind of noise.

“Do you need any help, my dear?” Alastor asked as Voe prepared to bake

She shakes her head “No, I love baking, I can do this on my own. Besides, you’ve done enough baby,” she kisses him, and he is frustrated now unaware of how to proceed.

The video did make some noise, but unsurprisingly was mostly people who were coming to see her fail. They stood outside the theater screaming and making fun of her entire plan, kind of like the opposite of a protest.

“Would you like me to take care of them?” He raised his brow

“I thought you weren’t killing anymore,”

He smirks “I didn’t say I was going to kill them,”

“It’s fine, leave them be,”

“Your choice,”

Voe meets Lucifer inside and she hugs him before he helps her set up the booth. Everything was going quite well, people hoards of people buying baked goods from Voe the Beau, perhaps they didn’t care about the cause but it didn’t matter, she was feeding them and they weren’t throwing up and nothing was collapsing.

“Hey babe, could you watch the stand and keep everything going for me? I have to use the bathroom,”

“Of course!”

Lucifer stood by as she left. Why hadn’t she asked him? He was the one who pledged to make sure that nothing went wrong today. He was basically watching over everything anyway. He knew that his chances with Voe were over, but it still irked him to see her ask him to do any of the things that he knew he could do for her, which was everything that he did and more. He could do anything that Alastor could do… including standing there and letting people take the money from the box???

Lucifer jumped into gear, stretching out his hand and paralyzing the would-be thieves, before he went over and retrieved the money from them, turning them into worms for good measure. Voe comes storming out when she hears the commotion.

“What just happened?” She asks

“These two sinners were trying to steal all of your money,” Lucifer told her immediately

“What?”

“And Alastor let them!”

Voe looked as if she was smacked in the face by those words “W-what?” she asked, much softer “No, I think you saw wrong Lucifer,” she looked up at her husband and waited for his response

“Of course, he saw wrong. I would never do that! I was trying to stop them! If anything, I would talk to Angel,”

Voe blinks slowly “See Lucifer, you had it all wrong,” she says, but her tone betrays something else. And so does her silence for the rest of the event as Alastor stands beside her. 

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When Alastor enters Voe’s bedroom, he sees that the twins have already been put to bed, everything is in order and Voe lays on the bed with her back to the door. He reaches over to give her a kiss goodnight when she sits up.

“I think you should go to your room tonight,”

“What? What’s the matter, darling?”

She looks away from him “I don’t…want to share a bed with you,”

“…Why? Do you really think I would try and sabotage you?”

She looks down at her fingers and takes a deep breath “Alastor you were there,”

“What do you mean?” he squints 

“For everything, you were there,”

“Well I-“

“You were the only one that was there for everything,” she stares at him as he stands in silence “Say something!” she hisses

“What would you like me to say?”

Voe shrugs “I don’t know, maybe ‘Of course I didn’t’”

“You seem to have made up your mind that I did do it,”

Voe shakes her head and laughs “Why you would do this to me? I know you may not love me, but I thought you at least cared about me,”

“I didn’t do anything,” he asserts

“Ruining not only my endeavors, but my reputation and I could have died!”

“But you didn’t and I saved you, that proves I didn’t do anything. I was also on that ride,”

“There was a moment where you were left unattended every single time,”

“You really think I would do that to you?”

Voe rubs her forehead “Please stop lying to me,”

“I don’t know what you want to hear,”

She stands and rushes him “Why are you fucking up my progress?!

“I do not know what you mean,” his smile was tight

“What’s your problem?”

He stood in front of her, the ever-present smile wavering ever so slightly 

“I don’t think Heaven is the proper place for you, dearest.” That was all he said

“What?! That’s why I’m trying to be redeemed!” She crosses her arms 

“Well, maybe you shouldn’t.” He spat back quick as ever

“What? Why? I’m so close to finally leaving this place!”

“Well, maybe I don’t want you to leave!” His radio filter dropped, along with his ears, eyes, and the rest of his body

“May I touch you?” 

“No,”

“Okay. You may touch me.” He turns and looks over his shoulder apprehensively, before turning back and slinking his arms around her waist, burying his face in her chest. 

She stood very still, suppressing the urge to hug him back, her arms limp at her sides, when he took her hands and placed one on his back and the other in his hair. She smiles softly and scratches the spot behind his ears, and they perk up

“You know you could try,” she tells him

Alastor stares up at her in slight confusion “What?”

“You could try to be redeemed, and we could go together. Bring our kids along with us. You’ve already chosen to stop killing, so you’re on your way. Have you ever thought of that?”

No, he hadn’t thought about it. He hadn’t even considered that there was a universe where he was good enough for Heaven, or one where he wanted to go. But in truth, he wanted to be wherever she was.

“How about this, I’ll halt my redemption plans for you. That way we can go together, however that works. Ha ha,”

“How does it work?”

She shrugs “I have no idea,” she laughs “But we’ll make it work, for us,” she holds his chin “Okay?”

Alastor gives her a soft smile and relaxed eyes “Okay,” he buries his face into her chest and they sit there for a moment. One nice and peaceful moment, that is immediately ruined by the sound of attack drones firing outside the window.

[morsmortish]

Hi! How are you? Hopefully good.

I’m not sure if I’ve already asked this but I need your thoughts of Sybill.

I see her as clean and orderly, elegant. Wanting everything to be perfect. But then she found out about astrology and her entire view on life changed. The idea that something like positions could predict the future? She fell in love. She needed to know everything, she started to depend on it. Depend on the magic she read in the books, depend on the planets, the moon. Her entire life went out of her hands.

And it changed her. She blamed the sky for things that were her fault, she got frustrated easily, she got so confused at everything and always felt lost. But then she found comfort in it. She found comfort in the fact she didn’t have to be alone. There were stars to guide her out of wherever she was.Crystals to change herself, to make herself better. She took advantage of everything she could. Of cards, and games, and she got everything she could.Her house was lit up in candles, chains hanging, amethyst over her desks and sage burning in every room. Half of which she didn’t even know what it did. but she had the need to learn. So she did.

She sacrificed her sanity to learn everything. To learn every star and its name, to learn every position, what every tea leaf meant. She didn’t care that people called her crazy. She didn’t care that people were scared of her. She didn’t care that her style went more eccentric, that she stopped taking care of her hair, that she stopped taking care of herself. And along the way she completely lost herself. I headcanon that Pandora and her were friends but then Pandora started to realize just how obsessed Sybill was and started backing away. My ship name for them being mythology. But I also read this amazing fic with Barty/Sybill/Peter and I can’t see it but at the same time. I can.

they’d bond over weed. Barty would use it for fun, Sybil would for anxiety and readings, and Peter is a total stoner. (He’s had everything and I will die on that hill.) Sybill, and Barty are both crazy enough that it could work, that Barty is crazy to believe her theories, and Peter brings them into reality. But I can’t ever really seeing it by the way I imagine them. So I don’t know. Anyway I went off track

My young fan cast is Anya Taylor-Joy ; old is Emma Thompson

this. -> this.

gosh i don’t even really know what to add to this. first off- the anya taylor joy fc is really great!!! perhaps the idea of sybill caring less and less about her hair as she grows older hence the emma thompson style.

i also love your take on her growing reliance on astrology!!! and her desperation to find other ‘causes’ for things that go wrong…wow. it’s so cool when these pseudoscientific practises are viewed as more dangerous and less…happy-go-lucky. ↤ same goes for when sybill and pandora and xeno are all more vicious and ‘crazy’ and not easygoing hippies or whatnot.

honestly, i love the idea of sybill, peter and barty all bonding over weed, but i find it hard to see them as a ship. to me, i feel like sybill would treat barty too well- she’s treat him like too much of a person, offer too much human decency. barty MUCH prefers being an object to people. however, a barty, sybill, peter, xeno, pandora smoking circle? yes pls. and them all lying on their backs, stoned out of their minds, as pandora and sybill eagerly explain what all their theories mean whilst the boys all nod their heads and hum in agreement. YES. PLS.

“she sacrificed her sanity to learn everything.” THIS. this is the highlight of the whole ask. this is all one needs to say about sybill trelawney. ↤ destroyed by her own thirst for knowledge.

[pfungu]

My thoughts, feelings, and words about ATEEZ’s N.A. Tour and the stop I went to.

To start off-- the fact that this leg of the tour is over is hard to comprehend. Where did the month go? They have traveled to 10 cities, 2 countries, and had 13 total performances. All in one month. They had set backs such as unexpected illness, or weather-- and they still gave it their all. All this tour has done is cement for me the love I have for those 8. For me it will always be 8 makes 1 team.

I was very fortunate to get to see them perform at the first stop on the tour, which was Tacoma. I did not have VIP or Sector-- namely because I chose seats instead of being on Floor. But where I was, I could see the entirety of The stage and walk way. The staff at the dome were kind and were nice enough to me despite the set back of my ticket would not scan (it's funny because TM tells you to have it open before arriving, only for them to tell me I needed to just open it when I got to the ticket scanner, anyway I digress). Once I was actually in... well here is a screenshot of how I was feeling at the time.

I was nervous. If you listened to my heart beat, it be going a mile a minute at this point. I cannot tell you how magical and beautiful it was to be amongst other ATINYs singing along to Work and Bouncy. It felt surreal. Then when the concert started, watching them all come out from the tower it was very much a "Oh gosh this is real".

The concert was beautiful and was very much like watching a musical, as Wooyoung pointed out in an earlier fromm message he had sent. I loved all of it. Each set was unique and beautiful and also fun. Every member got an opportunity to shine on the stage. It was a beautiful performance. I was proud of myself for not crying when it started. I held it in long enough to openly start bawling as soon as I heard the first note of turbulence. It's a moment I won't ever forget.

Once my stop was over I couldn't believe it. It felt such a short period of time where I was able to see them. Then next thing I knew they were moving to their next stop. I was fortunate enough to be on Twitter to see everyone posting pictures and clips throughout. They seemed so happy with how it all turned out.

There were times I was worried like when half of them got sick, Seonghwa, or Wooyoung's shoulder. However, they continued to show us their professionalism and continued to perform. Which brings me to the NY stop. Seonghwa's words will forever stick with me, and I am grateful he felt comfortable to share something so vulnerable. And I'm glad to see him posting again.

This tour felt like a whirlwind. A lot happened. However with this tour too, I feel like the bond between Atiny and Ateez grew stronger. There is a lot of trust between us and them, which has its own colors. It's unique. This tour and seeing them live cemented for me how much I love them. How much I enjoy their music. I honestly cannot express enough just how much I love Ateez. Nothing will ever change that for me. Sorry if this seemed all over the place. My thoughts and feelings are like that too. But at the end of the day I just want to say Thank You to Ateez and that I love them.

Enjoy some badly taken photos, because I couldn't figure my phone out and also I was overwhelmed with joy and wanted to be there in the moment.