#i suppose i've talked enough about it that i guess i should tag it??? maybe??

[greenwith-ivy]

my eyes have been opened to the world of wednesday shipping discourse. wow

this is so funny because the last time i engaged in shipping discourse was in like 2016 on a wings of fire forum. when people were arguing about moonbli vs winterwatcher vs qinter vs qinterwatcher (i actually didn’t really care but i felt like i had to have an opinion so i picked moonbli because qibli and moon were my favorite characters. and i remember that when darkness of dragons came out everyone was like “no spoilers!! i haven’t read it yet don’t tell me who she ends up with!!!!!” so instead people would say that their otp was canon. which was nice except they had their otp in their signatures which kind of defeated the point. oops that was kind of a tangent my bad). ANYWAYS i forget how strong of opinions people can have about this stuff

i think the main arguments i’ve seen against wednesday with either tyler or xavier are that it felt super forced. like no chemistry there the writers just wanted to shove a love triangle into the show. which i agree with totally agree with. i hated both tyler and xavier as characters so while i’m sure there are definitely great things about these ships i don’t see them

enid and wednesday is very popular, for good reason. enid is definitely queer-coded, especially with the whole lycanthropy as a metaphor for being queer thing. werewolf conversion therapy her poor relationship with her parents because she’s not “normal” like all of that. she was also the secondary character with the most screen time (i think. that’s what it seemed like when i watched the show) and the most interactions and chemistry with wednesday. this is understandable and i respect it

tyler and xavier i think is super funny. like they interacted maybe 3 times (which i know has never stopped shippers) but also. i can accept this i think. they both suck in different ways (in my opinion) but this is how everyone wins. pair them together and no one else has to deal with them. (that’s a joke btw. i do think this ship could have merit and i’d be curious to see what people have done with it.)

wednesday/no one: my otp. wednesday is aro/ace and you can’t tell me otherwise. the best ship in the entire show.

[justporo]

Hello! Love your writing SO much. I’ve always wondered though, what would Astarion do if he was in love with Tav but she was insecure about how pretty he was and how she wasn’t good looking enough for him??

So first of all, Anon, let me apologise for letting this sit in my inbox so long - and thank you so much! I guess at some point I've gotten a little overwhelmed with all ideas and requests. I'll still try and answer as many as possible!

So, back on topic:

Headcanons for Astarion battling his partner's insecurity

When you open up about how you feel insecure - especially compared to him - you get a staredown first of all; it does nothing to help with your anxiety and insecurity

"Darling, we don't talk bad about ourselves in this relationship, only about others!"

Expect a lot of aggressive and kind of hysteric support (because this man can talk himself into a fit)

"You'd seriously think I'd settle with anything below heartbreakingly beautiful? Really? You think too much of me!"

He's serious (but also you know it's more than about surface stuff)

He tries everything: aggressive flattery, poetically pointing out all the most beautiful things about you, just staring into your eyes while holding your face (until you might start to cry because damn, this is about you but he's so beautiful)

In all seriousness, when he realises none of it is helping, he will make you stand up, in the middle of the room

His hands wander over your spine, make you straighten your back, lift your chin up, maybe put a strand of hair back behind your ear

One of his hands softly grabs your chin, his brows furrow: "You've done this for me once, now let me be your mirror, my love. When I look at you - I see these eyes, first of all. They're capable of so much: the greatest warmth I've ever felt, fierceness that would make even the strongest foe quiver, deep admiration for all the beauty in the world that you always tend to find. And this smile that never fails to almost make me stumble. Gods be damned, if my heart wasn't cold and dead in my chest it would skip a beat every time you smiled at me. And this body - do you even understand what it has accomplished? Carried you through every step, every battle, every blow and blast - to me if I may be so selfish. So I can admire and worship it everyday." "I thought this wasn't supposed to be poetry?"

And Astarion hushes you and pulls you to him, kisses you until you forget whatever it was you had been feeling in the first place

To be sure, very very sure, Astarion repeats this time and again - especially the worshipping part - that's his favourite

(He casually ruins it by making jokes about how you're "the second most beautiful person in the room", but you forgive him quickly)

Astarion is just very good at getting his point across, don't you think? So you should better believe him!

Tag list: @spacebarbarianweird @sunfire-ancunin @tragedybunny @dependsonthedream @tallymonster @magazzne @micropoe10 @aoirohi @my-bunny-prince @lumienyx @fayeriess

[rambleyrambles]

Hey buddies!

What's up with Mollie in Chapter 1?

There's a couple different things I wanna cover, so bear with me as I ramble on a little bit to figure out where to start. Like, I've got something I haven't seen others mention, a few theories tied to it, and other speculation. So I guess I should start with that appearance?

Also note: I'm not going to be going over the mascots as a whole here. They definitely need something all to themselves, so maybe I'll ramble about that some other time.

And just so we don't get too long and clog anyone's dash~💜✨

So! A Mollie thing I haven't seen anyone else talk about!

Well, the other day I saw this post, and as you can see by my tags (under the little "info" tab at the top) I was planning on playing again to see it for myself. I can confirm that exists, and I'll get back around to that in a little bit.

Having played through the game a few times, I've been slowly getting accustomed to the sound of Mollie's voice and I've been trying to make out the words she says. So imagine my surprise when I heard her in the section before where I thought she first appeared in the queue to Rambley's Railroad! You can hear her very faintly in the background repeating the words "set up" after Rambley directs you to the gift shop for your Critter Cuff. (Can be heard here. I've linked to Rambley's last line so you can hear how she mimics it.)

To me, this sorta brings into question how long Mollie was watching Ed. I mean, before it seemed like she happened to be in the railroad's area and was sneakily watching you after you stumbled into the area she was occupying, but now? Now we know she was outside in that starting area. Granted, she sounds kind of distant unlike when we hear her "Closed for repairs" after Rambley and Finley's interaction, but that doesn't mean too much because the little "Hey buddy" she lets out in Lloyd's Mane Stage when she leans around the door to storage. (As demonstrated in the video I linked, you can turn on your way to storage and see her right away once you hear her.)

Now that I've written all those mimicry bits down, it feels a little weird that she mimics only Rambley, especially given she's not directly repeating him when she appears at the end of the hallway in the Mane Stage. Rambley does say it in that area, but it's not in that same call and response manner like the other two. Something to think about.

With all this in mind, I think it's plausible that Mollie could have seen Ed before the first encounter in Rambley's Railroad.

How soon does Mollie know Ed's there?

This is more speculation on my part, as the earliest I can definitively say is the Critter Cuff mimicry being around when she likely notices him. That being said, we do have a gear that falls at a suspicious timing.

That being said, if you've seen David Baron's video on his beta test footage, you'll notice the gear was already there from the start. He makes the suggestion that the gear be out of the way and fall from somewhere above when it's needed so it doesn't confuse the player. It could be argued that that's all that is, but I'd like to point out the whole suggestion was for the gear to fall when Rambley tried and failed to open the door, thus causing the building to shake due to failing equipment just enough for the gear to fall. The timing we see in the final game does not match that. (Whole video can be found here.)

I think it's not out of the realm of possibility that Mollie could have known about Ed's presence the whole time, and could be the reason the gear falls in the first place. It's suspicious enough timing, and I'm not sure what Rambley himself could do to make it fall unless you want to argue something about having a mechanism up there, but this is a pretty specific situation he'd have machinery to deal with considering there's not supposed to be a hole in the ceiling there to begin with.

What Mollie's motivation for helping would be... I'm less sure about that. Especially as it related to my next point.

Did Mollie sabotage the mechanisms we needed to fix?

This is in reference to the Indigo Violet Generator from getting in the front gate, and the machine backstage that we needed to fix in lieu of getting an introduction to Salem. Before realizing Mollie was in the beginning area, only one of them was anywhere near her, so pulling any lines to correlate her and them just didn't make sense. With her being heard in that first area now though...

I think it's possible that she could've been the cause of the gears being out of place. She's present in and around where both are and we don't see any others like it in the chapter.

It's especially interesting because one is in the backstage area for Rambley's Railroad, where we see her pop in and out of while we're on the ride. One could even argue that she could have sabotaged that area while we were already on the ride, though that's between hard and impossible to prove at this point in time.

What makes Mollie aggressive?

While not exactly tying into my previous points perfectly well, I do think the fact that she's so passive and just follows you around until the very end is strange. When she shows up in Lloyd's part of the train ride, Mollie is quite literally within grabbing range of you. If she wished you ill will, surely she could have done something then?

If you want to argue that Rambley was right there at that point, might I raise her appearance in the Mane Stage. As far as we're aware, Rambley might not have been able to see her there, so there's no reason for her to hold back. Lloyd was fended off with a high pitched noise from the Critter Cuff, but it's long stopped doing that by the time you potentially see her after you leave, and that's only if you see her after you leave.

Mollie doesn't get aggressive until you're far into her area, and about to head further in. It's only then that she properly gets in your way with the intent to rip Ed's throat out. So is there something in there?

(It can be argued that Lloyd is similar. Even when it'd potentially be easier for him to attack, he moves away. That's a post for another day though.)

Beyond any narrative design decisions for how to get the player to Oceanic Odyssey after getting spooked by a lurking threat; I have to wonder if there's an in-universe reason for why Mollie stalks along so passively before turning into a threat in that spot.

Is there something beyond the door she came through that is important to her? Is she trying to protect something? Is that just an area she considered private/safe/hers so this is something territorial? Is there something she wants to protect? Is there someone?

The last one is unlikely, but it's interesting to think about, if nothing else.

Final Thoughts 💜

While this isn't an exhaustive list of everything about Mollie, I feel this is a solid base for discussion or to at least think about. I mean, I barely touched on her mimicry as a whole. There's a whole box of interesting lines with all sorts of interesting implications! Unfortunately, I don't really know how to dig through game files to find them all and listen to them on loop until I understand them, so I'm stuck trying to understand them over the loud - but absolutely a banger - chase music.

All in all, I hope I gave you all something to think about!

Bye for now, buddies!~

[angelsanarchy]

Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N Series CH 16 -> CH 17

Tagging: @roryculkinluvr @thatsthewrongwallcraig @icarus-star @cc-luvr @madamemaximoff06 @shady-the-simp @quicksilversg1rl @s-0lar @kristennero-wallacewellsver @ophelialaufey @mayathepsychic1999 @x-prettyboy-x @rorylover71

Jack knew he had to come clean to Dr. Carty about what he did the other night. He was surprisingly not as pissed as he would have expected.

"Jack, if your side effects were this bad then you should have told me. I will send a few new prescriptions to the pharmacy but I want you to start making notes of the side effects every day. We have to figure out a better way for you to get the things you need without wrecking your system." Dr. Carty pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You're lucky she checked on you when she did. You could have died." He scolded softly and Jack nodded his head.

"I know. I guess if I'm going to have a guardian angel, it's probably a good thing she's a nurse that lives next door." Jack could see that Dr. Carty wasn't impressed with the humor.

"You should consider adding her as an emergency contact in the event you decide you want to get a little fast and loose with your medications again." He peered over his glasses and Jack scrunched his face.

"I don't think we're there just yet." Jack didn't want to burden Y/n with so much of his shit so soon. He wanted to build up a connection before she had to be a part of all his demons.

They talked for almost an extra hour, discussing new medications, what they're supposed to do and some of the side effects. Jack made sure to make a list to ask Y/n about the next time he saw her which turned out to be at around 9:30 that night. He saw her taking her evening walk as he sat on the porch reading through googles best medication side effects. He sat the computer down and jogged towards her.

"Hey!" She jumped making him laugh.

"Sorry, you scared me." She pulled her headphones out and pocketed them as he started walking next to her.

"You're looking a lot better. How are you feeling?" Y/n she asked as he shoved his hands in his pockets.

"I'm feeling a lot better thanks to you. I just wanted to apologize again-"

"Jack please. I'm just glad I was able to get to you in time. I highly suggest switching to weed if you need something to knock you out but that's just my medical opinion." She smiled at him.

"I finally talked to my Doc about the medicine change. I made a list of all the ones he's changing up just in case you want to give an opinion on that too." Jack pulled the list out and she laughed.

"Are you comfortable sharing that with me? I mean you can just tell me about the side effects when they hit. You don't have to-"

"I trust you." Jack pressed and she took the slip of paper. She nodded at the names and handed it back to him.

"These are some good alternatives. I would keep an eye out for dry mouth with this one. They make tabs to put under your tongue if it gets too annoying." Jack smiled at the recommendation.

"Who takes care of you if you're taking care of everyone else?" Jack asked curiously.

"Oh I've taken care of myself since I was young. I don't require a lot of care anyway. You'll be shocked to hear I am insanely boring." She lowered her voice.

"I don't believe that for one second. I'm sure you've got a wild night life that no one knows about. Maybe a secret second job at a club where you can dance in scantly clad clothes to get your kicks." Jack teased.

"So you think I'm a nurse by day and a stripper by night?" She laughed.

"I barely have enough energy to wash my hair let alone change out of scrubs to find some upper body to swing around a pole. Plus I have terrible knees." Jack laughed as she tried to show off a squat and winced.

"Okay so no secret double life. How about hobbies? What do you like to do when you aren't working or taking care of your mom and crazy neighbor?" Jack watched her take a moment to actually think about it.

"I like to read. I like to build things with my hands. I love to paint." Jack let out a belly laugh.

"Well shit why didn't you say that? I have tons of house that needs painting!" Jack gestured over his shoulder towards the house and she shook her head at him.

"I like landscape painting, not free manual labor." She pointed out.

"Maybe you could do a painting for me? My dad was an artist. He has this drawing of the house that kind of got wrecked during the clean out. I would love to get it redone. I'll even pay you for it." Jack offered.

"You don't have to pay me. I'm not an artist. I just like to paint." She blushed. This was kind of the first time Jack had seen a more vulnerable side of Y/n. She always seemed confident in how she presented herself. As a nurse, as a daughter, as a care taker.

"What about you? I think you mentioned you like to write?" Y/n remembered.

"Yeah I'm working on a book about my life...kind of. Changing the names to protect the guilty I suppose." Jack rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"I'm sure it'll be great. The horror stories of our lives always make for believable fiction. Most people don't think there are people who actually struggle as writers portray." She paused in front of the front gate and Jack stopped walking.

"Maybe...you could read some of what I have? Let me know how believable it is?" Jack asked nervously earning a sweet smile.

"I would love that, Jack." Jack now felt more anxious than before knowing she might hate his writing or his life story.

"I'm glad you're feeling better. Please call me if you start to feel your breathing getting weird. I'm still worried you're going to have after effects." Y/n touched his arm and he nodded.

"I'm feeling better, I promise but I will call you if anything feels off." Jack promised.

"You can call me too if you need anything...or you know, you just want to talk." Jack took a step further and Y/n laughed.

"You want to talk about all the neighborhood gossip? Did you see Sharon's new gardening outfit? Absolutely scandalous." She teased.

"If Sharon's the one with the red hair and huge tits then yes, absolutely scandalous." Jack's smirk made Y/n hit his chest with the back of her hand.

"Ew Jack! Stop jerking off to the neighbors!" She pushed her way through the gate and Jack threw his hands up.

"What!? You can't just expect me to not take advantage of free tits!? I'm a man!" He defended.

"Now you're hurting my feelings. I thought I was special." She put her hands over her heart.

"You are. You still hold the top spot of best tits in town." Jack admitted. Y/n smiled so brightly her cheeks were blushed as she shook her head.

"Goodnight Jack." She waved over her shoulder and Jack turned back to the road to walk himself home. He took a breath he didn't know he had been holding, worried things would have changed between them. He was ready to make a different kind of connection with Y/n. He just hoped she felt the same way.

[dragonologist-phd]

Piper & Companions - First Impressions vs Final Opinion

Tag game: Give your KC’s first impression and final opinion of each of their companions!

tagged by @dujour13! thank you!

i've already lost track of who's done this, so if you want to do it (or do it again), i'm tagging you! yes, you!

First Impressions

Seelah: “Wonderful- on top of everything else I have to deal with, there’s also a Paladin. At least this one seems to have a better spirit about it than most.”

Camellia: "There's a rich girl if I've ever seen one. She sure does remind me of someone..."

Lann: "Odd fellow. I can't decide if he's smart or an idiot. Either way, he thinks far too highly of me. But I think I like him."

Wenduag: "Someone who looks like that has a lot of nerve bad-mouthing tieflings. Unfortunately, she seems useful right now."

Woljif: "Him, I understand. And I just might take him up on that offer to leave before things get too messy. Thieves and outcasts gotta stick together, yeah?"

Ember: "What is she doing here? Why does she insist on sticking around? Someone needs to be responsible for her, and I really don't think I'm the right person for that."

Daeran: "Ugh. All I wanted to do was steal some silverware, now I'm stuck with the most obnoxious person in Mendev."

Nenio: "She certainly has her own set of priorities. And if nothing else, she knows how to provide a good distraction."

Ulbrig: "Is he really as old as he says he is? Or is he just as crazy as he seems? It's getting harder and harder to tell the difference these days."

Galfrey: "She's a tough one to read. But I must have convinced her I know what I'm doing if she's trusting me- me!- with the Crusade. I hope she never realizes how much of this I'm making up as I go."

Sosiel: "An absolute dear! I could talk about art with him all day long. I can't imagine what possessed him to go to war, of all things, but I'm glad he's here. That's probably selfish of me, but there you go."

Regill: "Huh. I thought he'd be gargoyle food by now. Pity."

Trever: "Nobody should have to go through this. I'm going to get him out of here, and then I'm going to burn this place to the ground."

Arueshalae: "I know this voice...I just never imagined it belonged to a succubus. Maybe I'm the fool for getting close to her, but she helped us- and more than that, Desna vouched for her. That's enough for me."

Greybor: "He's shrewd; people underestimate the value of that. That's why I don't trust him beyond what I pay him. He can say what he wants, but contracts are broken every day."

Aivu: "I have no idea what's happening anymore but yes of course we're best friends!"

Final Opinion

Seelah: “She’s pretty amazing. I’d have died many times over if not for her, but it's more than that- nothing keeps her down, and she’s the most loyal friend I’ve ever had. I trust her, and coming from me? That's a big deal.”

Camellia: "I should have stopped her sooner, I know. I could justify my choices, but really...I was afraid of having to fight her. I ended up having to do that, anyway. I do wish it could have been different."

Lann: "Definitely an idiot. I thought we were friends, but- I don't know. I still like him enough to hope he stops trying to throw his life away, at least."

Wenduag: "I did give her a chance. I suppose I always knew what would happen, but- well, you can't blame me for hoping."

Woljif: "He's my best friend and my brother and still the only person who I think totally gets me. I'm proud of how far he's come- how far we've come."

Ember: "I guess she could take care of herself pretty well, in the end. She takes care of others, too. I still wish she didn't have to, but at least she's happy."

Daeran: "I still think he's the most obnoxious person in Mendev, but...he's grown on me. If nothing else, he's the perfect partner for wine and gossip."

Nenio: "It's funny- I've gone by a lot of names in my lifetime, and that's never bothered me. But I'm really glad she remembers this one."

Ulbrig: "An actual god, huh? I couldn't have made up a story this fantastical. It's going to make a great song."

Galfrey: "I wish her the best, but...things just aren't the same. Whatever friendship we might have had at one point, I don't think it can be recovered. I suppose I'm mature enough now to forgive, but still not enough to forget."

Sosiel: "Still an absolute dear. And I'm still glad to know him. He has a strength few people see; I feel lucky, to be able to see it."

Regill: "Maybe I was harsh on him at first. Not that he doesn't deserve it, but...he stuck by me, even when I really thought he wouldn't. I guess that counts for something."

Trever: "He's still a good man, and he deserves a good life. I don't know if he believes that yet, but he's getting there."

Arueshalae: "My sunshine, my miracle, my happy ending. I could write a ballad in her honor every day for the rest of my life, and it would never be enough to say how much I love her. She says I've made her a better person, but we all know it's really the other way around."

Greybor: "I don't care if he's the most feared assassin in the demon realms, I know the truth- he's a big old softie."

Aivu: "Still best friends. Still the best part about being an Azata!"

[monstrouslyobsessed]

…tumblr can you go and soak yourself in a burning pit of hot sauce…i never even got notifs of any of the older asks i got…

so very sorry if you've been waiting for like two months on my answers;;; and here i was wondering how dead my inbox was last month…rude, tumblr, very rude. all the asks are under the cut!

just a quick note, to the super sweet asker who send in two very long asks v recently, ima answer them separately after this one, if thats okay!! <3

tw / tags: dirty confession, monster fucking, breeding mentions, implied noncon, brief pregnancy mentions, long post, beastfolk / beastfolks characters mentioned: lady hyena, the lioness, conservative lion, papa bull, duke, cerelos, father fox, velarius

I love Daddy Bull and Duke, (along with so many other of your works!), do you have any plans on doing a confrontation between the two bulls and the reader? My thirst is dryer than the Sahara for these two bulls. I need more content. I’m a desperate whore… 。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。 —anonymous

hm i'm STILL chewing on how this saga should go tbf because it really could go any way!!! i might just bite the bullet and write au's of papa bull and duke saga, even if i feel a little weird making varying storyline au's of my characters.

it was just supposed to be a bull daddy enjoying his little human, how did duke end up there lol

I know everyone is dying over Baldur’s gate rn but have you heard of Lustful Desires on itch.io? I just got into it and I’m dying to talk about it. They literally let you have a poly relationship with 3 different werewolves it’s so good —@flameshadowwolf

i've never heard of it! ima have to check it out now, thanks for the rec <3

Sorry if you consider this a request, but I'm very interested about your OC's yandere MBTI types (from @ddarker-dreams), so if you feel like it, can you identify them in this system? —anonymous

i…ah, am kinda bad with these mbti things. idk if its because i'm older than most writers i know (hi lock my love!! hope you're doing fantastic!), but i guess i can make my best attempt…? i'll just pick a few characters and list them for ya. if you want more specific characters or want me to make an official post with expanded explation, lmk and i'll make my best attempt

here's the link for anyone who are interested

lady hyena: reverent, delusional(?), manipulative (?), lenient, rdml the lioness: reverent, aware, honest, and strict(?), rahs conservative lion: cruel, aware, honest, and strict, cahs papa bull: reverent, delusional, honest, and strict(?), rdhs duke: cruel(?), delusional, manipulative, and strict, cdms father fox: reverent, aware, honest, and lenient(ish), rahl valerius: reverent, delusional(?), manipulative, and lenient, rdml

that's just a few! and they're all beastfolks since they're more fresh in my mind, aha. i tried my best hhh

Thirst chat thought: Have you ever thought that Cerelos could just find a way to tie up his wife underneath him as a cock sleeve, gag her, and just walk around a bit for the day doing royal duties and stuff? The man already has a equine skirt he wears, so he can easily hide everything underneath… (Also I’d happily give this man a dozen babies because I am a simp for him 💕) —anonymous

i think i touched upon that at one point! i wanna say he did that during a large meeting, maybe with his darling magically gagged? lemme see if i can find that post…

found it! its super brief but still

well, now i wanna write that…that's one more to my long to-do list, aha.

also you're valid

I am a simple man all I desire is your happiness. Tis all. I noticed you were feeling sad lately and I thought man next time I have extra money I'll kofi MO but recently I acquired a small fortune and I was happy to find a way to repay you for the time my friends and I giggle and go horny over your works Re-Reading your works is payment enough ….but if you wish to repay me I wouldn't mind maybe a dilf monster vampire (kinda like what you did for wolf pack? but Victorian times) or sequel to snake movie star or sequel/prequel dragon But I would rather you do what you are passionate about! Share your creations with the world! Rejoice in your delights! —anonymous

hi i love you and i swear i answered this before

i did the snek boi just for you <3 i hope you (and your friends!!) enjoyed it! he's a difficult boi to get through but i had fun writing him and his weird camera hobby

link: SMILE FOR THE CAMERA

Also increase your kofi goal —anonymous

im…okay. i didn't really have a goal target in mind so i hope thats sufficient??? sdfkdfj

Which of the beast folk are most likely to mate with humans? Like what about big cat beastfolk? —anonymous

it'd be fangedfolk, since they're canine (dogs) and are most attracted to the humans'…hm , simplicity and openness, i suppose you could say? and possibly treefolk (primates). i based my beastfolks' basic common grounds with irl animals, as canines are pack animals and dogs are more emotionally connected to us. as for primates, humans have evolutionary connections, similar social intelligence, and the shared abilities to solve problems and such.

that said, while fangedfolk are the most likely to have a human "companion", they are also most likely to have a poly pack with their human. whiskeredfolk (feline) are probably in the top-middle of that list, if we were to have a most-to-least likely ranking, with toothedfolk (rodents) due to their prey/nervous natures and seafolks (aquatic) on how dangerous/rare they are to communicate with, at the very bottom. the reason why i feel the whiskeredfolk being in the top-middle is that they can be fairly arrogant and being independent, but adores the complete attention their human can give them and how easily they are to manipulate.

that said, this is extremely generalized list, since the list is not really factoring in specific sub-groups under these categories, such as lions being social animals and are more likely to acquire a human lover, cheetahs more likely to need a service human pet to help with their anxieties, maned wolf being solitary type, etc. and other facets, like countries/areas, cultures, when/which eras, political affiliations, etc.

hope this answers your question, love!

Hello, I've been binging your Masterlist and I just want to say your OCS are exquisite —anonymous

i think you're exquisite as well, love! <3 thank you~

Are you eventually going to do more father fox content?? He's my favorite and I love him so much ♥️ —anonymous

ye! i have couple requests for more hcs for him~though they're all kinda pretty broad. if you have anything more specific for a hc request, hmu! i'd love to write a full piece of him someday too, since i think his quietly manipulative personality is fascinating to work with.

Daddy Bull and Duke content soon? I NEED these two fine beasts in my life!!! And can’t wait till the cute baby arrives!!! And hopefully many more…😋🥰 —anonymous

send in a request then~! preferably something a bit less broad, aha, but yes!

i especially would love to write a full story of those two someday, maybe as a book?

Hi hey sorry to bother you, hypothetically if I wanted to make an ai bot of one of your beastfolks, would that be alright? If not I totally understand, I just want to make sure! —anonymous

as long as there are proper credits included, go for it! just please be sure to link back to me if you do make one &lt;3

whewwww, i...really hope i didn't miss anyone. most of them were (or looked like) a request of some kind and two i wanted to put into their own posts for me to answer soon.

hope yall are doing wonderfully and are having at least a decent holiday season!! ima try and get something nice out by christmas so heres hoping!! just...gonna decide on which i wanna do...lol.

[unhinged-comics-screaming]

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ Weekly Bravern Madness Post ₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺

Episode 11 Spoilers ahead, naturally

I'm actually on my second watch since we found out our water heater is leaking so that was a whole thing so not quite first impressions but that's literally me screencapping every scene and screaming so probably better this way

Okay important things about me to consider for my lens as I go through this

I think Isami is so so so cute. I'll probably make a cute Isami screencaps post as a separate thing. His gap moe is so cute. I love his stern face. I think Smith is great too but I love the focus reshifting to Isami. Anyway. He's so cute

In terms of Smith as Bravern I guess I view it as the reverse too? I don't really know how to explain it but I guess in Japanese there's tags for Smith + Isami (Sumiisa) and Bravern + Isami (Braisa?) and in my head it's all Sumiisa. Like he may look like a giant robot but he's still Smith, if that makes sense.

Second watch bonuses: realizing why she reacts this way at his mention ;-;

Right away, I guess I got my beach episode! I love that Isami and Lulu have Bravern brand summer clothes. I hope they come out as merch. It comes up rarely eg. the boxing shoes from ep 5 have the (Burn?) Bravern specific emblem on them and I just think it's so cute. Like yeah Bravern probably printed them just for these instances and I wish we got enough show to see it in action.

I actually got so emotional at the end of episode 9 when the OP starts playing without the lyrics and this showing up with the ED music is phenomenal. Extra delicious that it starts with part of the full version of the ED that's not in the normal ending.

I also love this because the other two emotional moments where it's like, starting something but not completing it are the after boxing scene and when Isami is crying into Lewis' shirt (okay this can easily be assumed to fill out as "I wanted the two of us to save the world together" but what else did you want to do with hiiiiim). The shipper mind wants to fill it in with some love confession and then!!!

After the like, back and forth name stuff (which parallels the Lulu + Superbia fusion) I was like, pre-emptively bracing for some kind of goofy baiting/played for laughs thing but no he goes for it!!

I actually have a collection of any instance of Isami with any amount of coloring on his cheeks and I've been lamenting that the only full blush moments are when he gets the asian flush drinking but aaaaah so cute. Also he looks so young here! He's 24 he should be falling in love!

Also I'm like, actually really impressed about this scene technically because It's just a really good looking turnaround animation. With Bravern he's 3D so whatever but isami looks good from every angle!

The artist who adds the extra effects like bloom and color tweaks on scenes occasionally tweets out their before and afters and I really hope we get this scene where they point out they added plush, kissable lips onto Bravern.

I reblogged a post about it but I do really love that Isami isn't like, disgusted or pushing him away or anything. Not even grateful Lulu interrupted it. Maybe he's actually disappointed she interrupted.

I know it sets ups the symbolic washing away of it but in case there was any ambiguity to the nature of this love:

There's some discussion across japanese twitter about how you're not supposed to do some line in the middle but based on some cursory stuff I'm not sure how common that thought process is. Also Bravern isn't that much of a pro in Japanese culture (even a lot of JP twitter was confused at his proud "This is OMIAI!").

If you aren't involved in Twitter, a comment people like to point out is that they specifically hired a Food Coordinator for this episode lol. I took a bunch of caps of it but between this and Isami's "we need to eat to be strong enough to save everyone" talk I need to do my Dunmeshi + Bravern food as strength and love post.

Anyway I'm obsessed with the fact that Bravern doesn't need to eat but actually has a mouth which reminds me of this tweet my sister brought to me

Naturally, his mouth is for kissing, Among other things.

Okay honestly the food bit is so weird I was kind of worried the entire first half of the episode turns out to be a dream sequence.

I need to set this as my desktop background or something. I think it's really cute that they added/implied that Isami and Bravern are now a cutesy couple rather than Isami being all weird about the love confession.

THIS! Is the point in the post I realize that watching while typing these up leads to me just doing a play by play which isn't really much of anything. I promise the rest of the post isn't just as long even though we're only halfway through the episode.

(Hey, timeskip OP here. This might be a lie)

Lulu + Superbia symbol! It's cute and has a really nice mix of being similar but opposite in it's own way.

I am obsessed with Segnitas being too lazy to fight and honestly I think he's so cute. The interrupting the fusion is kinda expected for a a show with every bit being in universe but it's still a good gag. I'm glad he is around to make commentary until his true death.

I kind of expected the Bravern + Superbia fight to be an episode 2 thing but I guess we won't have the time for that given the end of this episode. Triple shoutout to my Wednesday post by having the "You can get fulfillment from living!", seeing a callback to Lulu's kick and basically having an awesome fight.

Okay ending time. I have a lot of thoughts but one of the ones as I was watching was just.. He can't eat but he can bleed (and cry)? Actually considering that he explodes it's probably oil or something. Like obvs he isn't going to explode into purple triangles like everyone else but oofda. I am all sorts of sad about this but one thing that gets me is that Bravern doesn't even die fighting! It was a stealth attack!

There's some theories that Isami has a change of heart too fast and this might be another time loop, which I think would be on brand but man his reaction to Bravern dying is too much there's at least no way it's because of a Bravern dying bad end. Actually, I wonder if the damage to Bravern's core is worse than we can tell? Lulu bad end looks way worse though. Or maybe hypothetical Isami time travel route is -> they don't fight Superbia -> defeat one more death drive -> Superbia realizes he doesn't get his warrior death -> he takes on the last Deathdrive 1v1, dies -> remaining DD dies somehow but Superbia is still gone -> Isami goes back to save him for Lulu (they can't risk double time looping her?) -> doesn't ever experience Bravern dying so this is new and terrible.

In this case, Ira is acting unpredictably specifically because they do the no-kill route with Superbia. He's evidently super disgusted and I wonder if it's because its the peaceful resolution between the two? Otherwise I'm curious why else. Actually in general I'm curious why everyone is so personal with Bravern but I think we've all been asking that.

I think some people mentioned it on Twitter but Lulu very casually mentions her time travel lived experiences so it would be weird if they didn't know Bravern himself enabled it. Like I mentioned in my other post. He literally can't take on two giant mechs without Bravern and he knows for sure Superbia can't take on someone.

It's interesting that Bravern has different final words in this timeline than Lulu bad end but he also probably never had that stargazing scene in that route. Actually, you know what, I think Lulu bad end he does know it's Lulu because I don't think Isami was there for the specific curry scene we saw. He's still crying, naked in Bravern during that. Unless he just talks about Japanese curry all the time where we don't see.

Smith's last words are specifically "Brave Bang" (yuuki bakuhatsu) vs Bravern's "Brave Burn" and I'm basically Pepe Silvia-ing it up trying to figure out what it means. It's not really a direct confession about being Smith (because he's still a coward in that regard) but maybe it's a secret move/activation considering the moves are in English?

I think any kind of extra finale speculation requires its own post but that's my thoughts!

hm. Sorry. Maybe I should get into writing fanfic so you at least get something out of this

[busaikuknee]

a quick look back at may 2024

i got started on this early for once. character development, i suppose.

general overview and numbers

i watched 90 matches in may, 65 of which took place this month. this is…a lot more than i expected to, frankly! my sleep schedule has been kind of grim, so i ended up watching more shows live than usual. i might be sleepy, but at least i've been sports entertained.

nothing super notable to report on, though i have been backwatching quite a bit of dragongate this month. dead or alive got me bad. there's something about those cage matches, man.

most appearances throughout the month

hayata's in first place for both "matches that took place this month" and "matches i watched this month," so, fuck, i guess hayata's the Spreadsheet Champ of the Month. i wouldn't have guessed it; i feel like i've barely seen him this may, what with my Bad At Watching Tournaments disease striking halfway through best of the super juniors. i'll...catch up eventually, probably.

mumbling about matches

great sakuya and nagisa nozaki vs miyuki takase and nanashi (noah, april 1st)

starting off with one not from this month! i made a mental note to include it in last month's writeup, but realized that i left it off of the post proper right after i sent it out. unfortunate, but it's my self-indulgent summary post and i can break my "only talk about matches that happened this month" rule whenever i want, so it's making it onto this one.

anyway! short but very fun match. a blend of goofy hijinks and doing-moves wrestling that appealed to me greatly. the normal wrestler-spooky wrestler tag dynamics? the slasher movie sequence? excellent, wonderful, loved it. i've come to really enjoy nagisa nozaki, i should seek out more of her matches when i have the time.

kzy vs jason lee vs hyo vs shun skywalker vs jacky "funky" kamei (dragongate, may 5th)

i can count the number of times i've cried at something fictional on one hand. this isn't a good or bad thing, i just don't think i engage with media in a way that provokes that kind of response.

that being said, this match got me really, really close to crying. the power of love and friendship is real, maybe.

takashi sugiura vs masa kitamiya (noah, may 4th)

i'm reluctant to use this wording as i feel it sets expectations too high, but sugiura and masa had kind of a perfect ten-minute match? solid pacing, did everything it needed to, made both performers look stellar. masa rules and i just want him to have nice things. unfortunately, i also don't want him to experience head trauma, and that was not a wish granted here. my love for the single-trickle-of-blood-running-down-forehead visual is constantly at war with my feelings about shoot headbutts.

shoko nakajima vs miu watanabe (tjpw, may 5th)

i’ve been putting together a playlist of some personal highlights of 2024 wrestling to show some friends, and i am going to shuffle shit around as much as possible to make sure that this gets in there. “technical freak vs person who’s strong enough to just pick them up if they go for a hold” is a combo that always appeals to me, and since nakajima and watanabe are both excellent wrestlers, i was constantly delighted throughout the runtime. good, good stuff. while i might not cry often, i’m very soft-hearted, so the hug at the end made me Feel.

i find that it often takes a couple of matches for me to fully click with a wrestler, and i think this was the match that made me click with shoko nakajima. shokopilled bigkaijumaxxing.

kosei fujita vs el desperado (njpw, may 13th)

imagine a flame text gif reading “FUJITA ROCKS.” now imagine another, slightly different flame text gif reading “DESPERADO ALSO ROCKS BUT I THINK WE ALL KNOW THAT BY NOW.” thank you for your time.

jun akiyama vs atsushi kotoge (noah, may 29th)

my exact spreadsheet notes were "still thinking about this. what a fucking match. why were they in love here."

onward to june! while there isn't a lot that i'm super invested in storyline-wise at the moment (barring minoura and yamato's whole deal), i am looking forward to a couple of the events scheduled for this upcoming month. despe invitacional save me. save me despe invitacional.

if there was something you particularly enjoyed this may, do feel free to share! see you next month!

[lavenderpanic]

Your disclaimer does not mean anything when this is what you put in your writing:

Starvation is not a punishment in kink. Even someone who doesn’t know about kink knows that. Or isnt “educated” as you said. Food restriction and weight is not part of kink.

That is not what somnophilia is, because he did not consent.

Bucky was sixteen (underage) and Brock didn’t know. Is that his fault?

And the club let underage Bucky inside which is not how kink clubs work.

A quote from a chapter. “Bucky shrugs. “Technically an acronym, but sure. Honestly, Brock and I kind of do our own thing, so I really don’t know if either of us would call it that, but that’s… the general term, I suppose. I had this… this period of a few months, I guess, a few years ago, when I was super anxious and withdrawn and… I just wasn’t in a good headspace. I kinda felt attracted to the thought of dominance and submission and all that because it felt like a safe way to cope with my anxiety, and I met Brock at a club and… and it’s just been us since then. Nobody’s ever understood me like he does. A lot of people look at me like I’m crazy or weird, but Brock never thought that. It’s like… a balanced scale, kinda. He’s my counterweight, just as strong in the opposite direction.” This is not what kink is and it is not why poeple get into kink. This is false information and does not represent the community.

He has a safe word but Brock does not listen to it. Bucky should know that this is not how safe words work.

There are so many examples. You are corellating abuse and kink and that is dangerous for people who are actually in the community. Being abused does not excuse you.

I've been staring at this for like an hour and I just... like I'm genuinely at a loss for words. This is so incredibly weird. Like, I feel so weird right now, this is so creepy. I don't even think I know my fic well enough to pull fucking examples like this out of my ass why the fuck are you so weirdly obsessed??

Food restriction can 100% be a part of a TPE. Again, I've got weird and mixed-up feelings about it, but it isn't like... absurdly uncommon. But also, like... Bucky has anorexia. Brock knows this. Brock is abusing him. Brock is not like... conforming to BDSM rules or practices or whatever. I really don't know what you aren't understanding about this. I'm not saying that food restriction = abuse or what Brock is doing = a normal part of BDSM.

The fic is tagged "non-consensual somnophilia." It is not tagged "somnophilia." I don't even use that word in-text, I'm pretty sure. AGAIN, I feel weird about somnophilia, but if that's part of your dynamic and it's consensual WHATEVER IDCCCCC I'M OBVIOUSLY NOT TALKING ABOUT YOUUUUU.

Brock knows Bucky is underage before they do anything together sexually. He also coerces Bucky the first time they meet, regardless of his age. Yup, it's Brock's fault.

Clubs will let in people who are 18. This is a fact. Like I said in the fic, they mark that Bucky is <21 and can't drink. He has a fake ID which says he is 18.

That quote is actually inspired by my own experience, and I know I'm not the only person who felt that way. I don't claim to represent every person involved in the community. I never have. This is one person's story. You can't just make a blanket statement like "this isn't why people get into kink" because you're just fucking wrong.

Bucky knows this isn't how safewords work. He is abused and assaulted. He is being abused. He is being manipulated. You said you were older than me but your reading comprehension skills are like kindergarten level.

Nothing I have written is dangerous for any community (idk except maybe abusers?) and I have absolutely no clue why you would think so. I'm not claiming to represent an entire community. I am sharing my experience. I am writing one person's story. Fact of the matter is, there are many people involved in kink who take advantage of people who are new to kink because they can be so easy to manipulate and coerce and push past their boundaries. If you're saying I'm wrong, then you're either so fucking dumb I'm genuinely concerned for your wellbeing, or you're a predator or someone who excuses them. YOUUUU are the one sharing gross misinformation.

Go fuck yourself, genuinely. I'm blocking you and every other account you make and I'm not giving you my attention anymore. I have actual real-life problems and I really don't have the mental capacity at the moment to deal with shit like this. This is the one true safe space I still have in my life. I can't imagine how fucking miserable and alone you have to be to spend your fucking time making anonymous fucking accounts and antagonizing someone trying to bring awareness to victims of DV?? What the actual fuck is your deal? Go get a fucking job or volunteer or get a hobby you miserable piece of shit.

[anothergameofwickedgrace]

People seemed to like my last smutty roleplay fic, so here's another one :)

Pairing: Stolas x Blitzø

Words: ~4,400

Relevant Tags: Roleplay, Established Relationship, Spanking, Mild S&M, Clothed Sex

AO3 Link (Formatting is better on AO3 due to how Tumblr spaces paragraphs)

"Blitzø is a college professor and Stolas is a student failing his class.

For tonight at least.

Stolas swings by his professor's office after hours to get some private tutoring."

Hot For Teacher

"Knock, knock."

Stolas mimed knocking on a door.

He stood in his own study, not too far from his desk where a bespectacled Blitzø currently sat all dressed up in a crisp blazer, formal trousers, and a button up shirt that was topped off with a neatly fastened tie.

"Come in." Blitzø said without looking up from whatever he was doing.

If Stolas had to take a gamble, he was doodling.

He walked closer to the desk, stopping in just front of it.

Blitzø looked up from his "work" (which was indeed what Stolas had guessed. Little doodles of different horses dotted the page, two of which Stolas had an inkling were supposed to be them. They were kissing.) and looked Stolas slowly up and down, biting back the smirk that tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Stolas gave him a little wink.

"Hello, Professor."

The prince was dressed in a plaid pleated skirt, short enough to see under if he bent over even slightly, and a bright white blouse on top, low cut enough that his chest plumage poked out and tied up right under it. He knew uniforms weren't really a thing for college, but this was a fantasy and he knew Blitzø would like it, so he didn't really care.

"Did you need something?" Blitzø asked, setting down his pen and tilting his faux glasses down to look at him over the rims.

Stolas clasped his hands behind his back, twirling his skirt slightly, drawing Blitzø's attention momentarily to the hemline.

"I wanted to talk to you about my grades. I know I've been doing bad in this class but I was hoping you could help me."

"Well, in order to help you, I need to know why you're failing. Care to explain yourself?"

"Its just..." Stolas took a seat on top his desk, sitting sideways with his body turned toward Blitzø. "I've been having a very hard time paying attention in class."

Stolas looked over at him with eyes half-lidded and a naughty smile playing across his face as he leaned in closer to him.

"For some reason, I can't help but get distracted." He told him, letting his eyes roam hungrily over Blitzø's body.

"And what did you want me to do about that?"

"Tutor me, of course." Stolas reached over and grabbed a hold of his tie before climbing further onto his desk till he was sitting in front of the imp, knees splayed out as he sat back on his legs.

"And why should I tutor you? My time is valuable, you know. I'm a very busy man." Blitzø kept his voice level and seemingly disinterested.

Stolas fiddled with the fabric of the tie, looking down at it in his fingers as he spoke, a sort of pout in his tone.

"Don't you want your students to succeed?" He looked at him under his lashes. "Am I too bad of a student to help?" He asked, parting his legs open in front of him.

Blitzø's eyes lingered on the very short skirt.

"What makes you think that I can help you?" He asked, moving his hands to rest on Stolas's knees. He didn't lift his gaze as he spoke. "Obviously you're not listening to my lectures." Blitzø slid his hands up the prince's thighs, pushing his skirt up dangerously high. "What reason would I have to think you'd listen to me now?" His eyes flicked up to the other demon's.

"I thought maybe some one-on-one time could help my performance in class." Stolas held his gaze with a sultry look. "I could really use some hands on learning."

"I don't know... You've been falling behind pretty bad..." Blitzø tapped the side of his cheek as if he was considering it, looking away momentarily before glancing back at Stolas out the corner of his eyes and flashing him a quick, bawdy smile.

"Oh please, Professor. I really need to pass this class." Stolas pleaded, tugging him closer by his tie. "I promise I'll be good and listen." Stolas looked up at him with eyes that were round and appearingly innocent. It almost would've been believable if weren't for the absolutely indecent smile playing across his face.

"You know, I'm very strict when it comes down to teaching. I'm not going to be lenient with you and I won't tolerate any slacking." Blitzø stated, leveling a sultrily dark gaze at Stolas.

"Does that mean you will do it?"

"I guess I could spare some of my time to help a student in such need." He teased before commanding him. "Off my desk."

Stolas slid off the desk and waited as Blitzø snatched something from one of the drawers. He felt his heart pick up in his chest when he saw what he had in his hand, the object glinting in the light.

It was a ruler, metal and springy. Stolas had other ones of different materials, but he knew Blitzø picked this one because of how much more it would sting.

"Ready for your first lesson?" Blitzø asked with a grin, slapping the ruler into the palm of his hand.

The snap of the ruler sent a bullet of arousal shooting through the prince.

Stolas nodded. "Yes, Professor."

"Very good. Now, let's see how well you can follow instructions." Blitzø stood tall in front of him. "On your knees, on the floor."

Stolas obediently got down on his knees, eyes on Blitzø.

Blitzø walked over to him, ruler in hand. He circled around to the back of him and tapped against his inner thighs with the ruler, and Stolas bit down on his lower lip, trying to stifle an excited smile.

"Spread your legs and bend over slightly. And fold your arms behind your back."

Stolas knew exactly how he wanted him; it certainly was not the first time he'd had him in this position. He widened his stance and bent forward at the waist so his ass was sticking out some while still keeping his thighs fully accessible. He then tucked his hands behind him, folded elbow to wrist.

Blitzø grinned as he watched him and playfully lifted up the hem of his skirt with the end of the ruler, peeking under.

Stolas lifted his tail up just enough to show that he had chosen not to wear anything underneath. He fought the urge to turn his head to look at him, but he could picture the look on his face well enough.

"I see someone's looking for extra credit in addition to that tutoring." Blitzø teased, biting down on his lower lip with a smirk as he took in the sight. He flipped the fabric up and gave his bare ass a few light taps. "Bribery will get you everywhere."

Stolas grinned, and Blitzø let his skirt fall back down before moving to stand back in front of him.

"Here's what's going to happen." Blitzø started with a stern yet impish expression. "You are going to kneel here like this, keeping your position up. And I will strike you a number of times."

Heat pooled low in Stolas's belly.

"You will keep quiet. If I hear even the slightest of sounds come out of you or if you fall from position, we start over. Got it?"

Stolas nodded. "Yes, Professor."

"Let's start with ten." 

One. A flick of the wrist to land a strike against the upper back of his right thigh.

Two. Another a little higher up and a little harder.

Three. A lighter hit on the outside of his left.

Four. A particularly sharp and hard slap against his inner thigh.

A gasp of surprise escaped from Stolas's mouth before he could catch it.

Blitzø clicked his tongue disapprovingly.

"No wonder you're failing my class. You can't even get past four. Let's try that again."

One. A smack to the front of his left thigh.

Two. One to the back of it.

Three. A particularly hard hit to his ass, cushioned slightly by his skirt.

Four. Another right below the hemline.

Five. A stingingly sharp strike to the inside of his right thigh.

Stolas bit his tongue, swallowing down the whimper that tried to escape. Each sharp snap of the ruler was sending jolts of pain and pleasure through him.

Six. A slap across both thighs, brutal.

Seven. A forceful and swift swing to the back of his thigh, near his knee.

The prince slipped in his positioning as the impact of the strike caused him to bend more at the knee, dropping down slightly from how he was kneeling. It was a bit of a dirty move from Blitzø, but Stolas didn't exactly mind.

Blitzø just sighed as if he was exasperated, walking back around to the front of Stolas. He had a smug look on his face as he leaned down and placed the edge of the ruler under Stolas's chin to tip his face up to look at him.

"Try and do a little better, will you?" He stood back up straight. "Starting over. Lift your skirt up. Tail too."

Stolas grabbed the hem of the short skirt, flipping it up, and lifted his tail, fully revealing himself to his boyfriend. His stomach fluttered from both nervousness and excitement as Blitzø now had more exposed places to strike.

"Ready?"

One. Two. Three. Ass. Inner thigh. Ass again, with bruising force.

Four. Five. Side of thigh. Near his hip.

Six. Back of thigh, hard.

Seven. Same exact place but much, much harder.

Stolas whined. The sting of the ruler was so sweet and sharp.

"Again."

One. Two. Three.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five.

Every hit was making it more difficult. The longer this went on, the more sensitive his skin became. The more each slap of the ruler hurt.

One. Two.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine.

Stolas choked out a sob as a stingingly vicious strike landed across both ass cheeks and his cloaca.

"Oh, Stolas." Blitzø said in a way that made it seem like he almost pitied him. Stolas knew he didn't. He was very much getting off on this. "You were so close."

He wouldn't be shocked if Blitzø had broken skin by now. Stolas's thighs were shaking something awful and he felt like his legs might just give out from under him.

"Come on. We're doing this until you get it right."

The prince nodded in understanding and braced himself once more.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten.

Stolas essentially collapsed in relief after that last snap of the ruler, letting himself drop down to a sitting position, a hand braced on each side of him.

"There we go. Now was that so hard?" Blitzø taunted. He stood in front of Stolas, looking down at him with a rougish expression.

Stolas lifted his gaze up towards Blitzø's face, but his eyes halted at crotch level.

Blitzø's erection was straining very obviously against the fabric of his slacks. Stolas had the thought of his mouth pressing hotly at the outline, gliding along it, mouthing at its shape. Kissing him through the fabric until Blitzø granted him the pleasure of the real thing.

Blitzø snapped twice, drawing Stolas's attention up to his face.

"Eyes up here." Blitzø smirked. "You really do have trouble focusing." There was an amused edge to his voice.

Stolas guessed he'd zoned out a bit there.

"My apologies, Professor."

"Apology accepted."

Blitzø offered Stolas a hand, helping him up onto semi-shaky legs.

"Now, I want you up on my desk. Legs spread open for me."

Stolas did as he was told and sat back on the desk, legs slung over the edge as he spread them open before Blitzø.

"No. Not like that." Blitzø stepped in closer. "Like this."

He guided Stolas's hips close to the edge of the desk, pressing against his chest to get him to lean back some. He slipped a hand under each underside of his knees, pushing his thighs up enough so Stolas could get both feet on the desk as well, talons able to curl around edge.

Stolas had both his legs fully on the desk, bent at the knee and splayed wide open. He was fully and deliciously exposed, put on display for Blitzø.

The imp stepped back, looking over Stolas's body like he was a peice of art and Blitzø was the appraiser.

"I want you to touch yourself. I'll be watching to see how well you do."

Stolas glided his fingers down his stomach, past his skirt, and towards his tail. The heat radiating from his raw skin was noticable as his hand worked itself between his legs. He pressed a finger to his entrance, coating it in pre as he circled around the sensitive flesh.

His eyes were on Blitzø and Blitzø's eyes were on the finger dipping ever so slightly inside of him.

"Professor... I'm not sure I'm doing this right..." Stolas kept his movements shallow, not going past his first knuckle. "Do you think you could give me a demonstration?" He asked, playing dumb.

Blitzø's eyes flitted back up to the prince's face. He sighed melodramatically, shaking his head but with a slight smile on his lips.

"This is basic stuff, Stolas." He moved closer, standing between his legs. "Do you ever pay attention in class?" Blitzø popped his fingers in his mouth to wet them then slipped his hand between the taller demon's legs, replacing Stolas's digit with his own. "I'm going to have to start assigning extra work for you to take home."

"Oh?" It was meant to be a inquiry, but Blitzø's finger slipped fully inside him and it turned into more or less of a moan.

"Mhmm. Why don't you pay extra attention to what I'm showing you. I'll be expecting a video essay on it by the morning." He curled his finger within him, stroking upward. "And no slacking. I want to see your work, start to finish." The grin on Blitzø's face was deeply suggestive.

Stolas matched his expression.

"Oh, I will make sure to be extremely thorough, Professor."

Blitzø slipped a second finger into him, drawing a quiet groan from the other demon.

"Now, focus on what I'm doing."

Stolas wasn't sure how he could do anything but focus on Blitzø with the way his fingers were moving inside him. 

It felt all too soon when he pulled them free.

Blitzø stepped back enough so he could easily watch his boyfriend.

"Your turn. Show me what you learned."

Stolas nodded obediently and rubbed against his opening with two fingers, slicking them up some and pressing into his cloaca.

Blitzø's hand dropped down to his crotch, his pants becoming even more uncomfortably tight. He pressed the heel of his palm against his bulge, trying to relieve some of the pressure.

Stolas leaned back more, fingers rocking inside himself. He intentionally let out a moan, knowing the sound would go straight to Blitzø's already rock hard hard-on. He sped up the movements of his hand, making a show of fucking himself with his fingers.

Blitzø unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, freeing himself. The tip of his cock was dripping, and Stolas could only think about how good he'd taste on his tongue. If only he could get his mouth on him...

Stolas momentarily caught Blitzø's gaze and pulled his fingers free, sticking three into his mouth. He purposely made wet sucking sounds and moaned as he did, coating his fingers generously in spit while keeping eye contact. Pulling them out with a purposeful pop, he grinned at Blitzøs expression and slid all three inside himself.

A dusting of a dark blush was spreading across the imp's face and his eyelids hung heavy as his gaze dropped back down between the prince's legs. His hand was wrapped around his dick, pumping it in time with the thrusts of Stolas's fingers.

Stolas could feel his own face starting to flush lightly under the intensity of Blitzø's stare. He didn't even try to muffle himself as little noises started tumbling from his mouth.

Apparently, that was the line for Blitzø. Because a moment later, his hand was on Stolas's, stilling his motions.

"Let me check your work." Blitzø's voice came out a bit thicker than he probably intended.

He reached down, taking Stolas's hand in his and pulled his fingers out of him. He lifted them up to face level, examining them with a smirk.

Stolas's fingers were glossy with precum (and spit), the sticky substance stretching between his didgets as he separated them.

"Very good job." Blitzø brought his hand up to his lips and looked him directly in the eyes before licking and sucking Stolas's fingers clean.

The prince squirmed under his ministrations and let his legs hang down to drape over the edge of the desk again. When Blitzø relinquished his hand, he dropped it down, still-wet fingers ghosting along the imp's cock. He was desperately itching to get it inside him. In one end or the other. He wasn't too picky.

"Professor." He continued to hold Blitzø's gaze, his own filled with want, as his fingers wrapped around him, stroking down his length.

"Always glad to see a student take initiative." Blitzø commended.

Stolas's thumb swiped over the head of him and he leaned in to press their mouths together.

Blitzø's tongue immediately found his and twisted around it, and Stolas followed his lead. He slowly rocked his hips, the prince's grip on him loose enough to allow him to slide back and forth through the hand encircled around him. As soon as Blitzø broke away, his lips were at Stolas's ear.

"I'm seeing a lot of improvement in your performance, Stolas. Do you think you're ready enough to move on to our next topic? It's a hard one."

Stolas bit his lip to stifle a smile.

"Very ready, Professor." He turned his head to watch as Blitzø pulled away and walked back behind the desk.

The imp took a seat back in the overly tall plush chair and wriggled his pants and underwear down to his knees before flashing Stolas a wicked look.

"Class is starting. Please take your seat." 

Stolas giggled a deep, excited little giggle and hopped down, body turning to face the same direction as his head. He walked over to the chair behind the desk and happily slid into Blitzø's lap, straddling him, one leg on each side of the chair. He kept from seating himself fully till Blitzø gave him the go ahead.

Blitzø pulled a small bottle of lube out of his breast pocket, drizzling some onto his dick and coating it liberally. Reaching under Stolas's skirt and between his legs, he pressed a finger to his entrance coating that as well before dipping inside to give a few strokes.

"For today's final lesson, you're going to ride my cock." There was a dirty grin on his face as he took the prince's hips in one hand, his other around himself as he lined up to Stolas's entrance, rubbing the head of his cock against him.

"I am very excited to learn. I'm sure your lesson on this particular topic will be quite enlightening." Stolas replied, a giddy edge to his voice.

"Oh it will be." Blitzø promised with a smirk. "Let's consider this a test. Make me cum and you pass." He tugged Stolas down by the hips, plunging his dick inside of him and seating him down into his lap.

Stolas let a soft moan slip from his mouth as Blitzø filled him, taking him all the way down to the hilt.

"No cumming until I do. If you want to cum, you better milk my cock real good."

"Understood, Professor." Stolas slowly started rocking his hips in his lap.

Blitzø ran his palms up the royal demon's thighs, pushing his skirt up just enough to be able to peek under it to watch his cock slide in and out of the other.

"Yeah, just like that." Blitzø encouraged as Stolas circled his hips as he rode him.

Stolas smiled and loosened the tie from around his neck as he moved against him. His fingers flitted down to pop open a few of the buttons of Blitzø's shirt. Pulling it open some, he slid his hands under the pressed fabric, feeling up his chest.

"Work out in your spare time, Professor?" Stolas teased lightly.

"Oh, don't you know it." Blitzø flashed a grin.

"You know, I'm not only a hands-on learner. I'm also a visual one. Maybe I could come watch you sometime?"

"I could arrange that. I don't mind giving you a few more 'private lessons' after class."

Stolas leaned in close with a dirty grin, slowly running his tongue up Blitzø's neck.

"Can't wait." He whispered at his ear.

Blitzø's hands slipped around the back of him to cup and squeeze his ass.

Stolas picked up the pace, enthusiastically bouncing and rocking in his lap. He scraped his talons gently down his exposed chest and abs.

"How am I doing, Professor?"

"Fuckin' amazing." Blitzø groaned out.

Stolas laughed breathily and grabbed onto his tie. He threw his head back, arching backwards and using it as an anchor as he rolled his hips up against Blitzø's.

"Oh, you are so fucking sexy." Blitzø praised, watching him with lust shining in his eyes. "Do you know how badly I wanted to shove my cock up that tight little ass of yours when you were on your knees whimpering and whining?"

With how hard Blitzø was straining against his slacks, Stolas most certainly did know.

"I wouldn't have stopped you. You were making me so wet."

"What a slutty little school boy." He teased with a grin before giving his tender ass a hard smack.

Stolas made an approving noise and slid his hands back up his chest to wrap his arms around his neck. He pulled him in for a kiss, happily allowing Blitzø's tongue to slip into his mouth.

Blitzø tangled his tongue around the other's, starting to thrust slightly upward in rhythm with Stolas.

Stolas kept at it a bit longer before breaking their kiss, moving his arms to brace his forearms against the plush back of the chair above Blitzø. He used the extra purchase to move more aggressively against him, driving himself down harder.

"Professor." Stolas huffed out, trying to keep an even pace. "Professor, I'm close."

"You know what you have to do if you want to cum." He lowered his voice. "Because if you don't follow the assignment correctly, I might just have to fail you."

"You wouldn't..."

"Do you really want to find out?"

Stolas squeezed tightly around him, keeping up his movements. He ground down against him, clenching and unclenching to try to bring him closer.

Blitzø groaned.

"Fuuuucck...."

Blitzø's hips bucked up into him in a stuttering pattern, which made it all that much harder for Stolas to keep himself together.

Stolas was desperate, fucking himself down on him with wanton abandon. He picked up the pace trying desperately to bring the imp to completion. He swore to Satan, if Blitzø was purposely holding back...  He certainly wouldn't put it past him

Stolas curled his hands into fists. He didn't know how much longer he could hold on. He could feel himself tensing and twitching around him as he balanced on edge, forcing himself to keep from his imminent climax.

Finally, fucking finally, Blitzø brought Stolas's hips down hard, one final slam into him as he blew his load inside the prince with a lewd moan.

The very moment Stolas felt the hot gush of his boyfriend's release, he let himself fall into his own climax, his own choked moan melding with Blitzø's.

Blitzø relaxed back in the chair with a lazy smile, satisfied, and ran his hands up and down Stolas's sides as they both came down from the rush of hormones.

Stolas matched his smile and slumped down as he caught his breath. He leaned back slightly against the desk so he could look Blitzø in his face before putting on a flirty look and walking his fingers up Blitzø's chest.

"So, what grade are you going to give me, Professor?" 

Blitzø pretended to think about it, looking to the side like he was really mulling his answer over.

"Hmmm. A minus."

"A minus?" Stolas asked incredulously.

"Yeah, you're right. B plus." Blitzø corrected.

"B plus? Why is it going down?!" He questioned, even more incredulously.

Blitzø simply shrugged, a cheeky grin on his face.

"Unbelievable. A fucking B. Slept with the professor and got a B!"

Stolas shook his head, smiling wide and stifling a laugh.

"But, hey! Now you can get your degree at Sex University!" Blitzø declared.

"Pft, Sex University?" Stolas questioned, unable to hold back from giggling.

"Sex University!" Blitzø declared more confidently, big grin on his face, which only caused Stolas to devolve into more giggles.

Blitzø just beamed over at Stolas as the prince tried to recompose himself. Blitzø could always make him laugh. Maybe other people didn't get it, but Stolas did. He loved his sense of humor no matter what anyone else thought.

Stolas sighed happily and leaned his forehead down against Blitzø's.

Blitzø's hands slid up his thighs, eyes cast downward as their foreheads rested together. He noticed the milky liquid starting to pool in his lap.

"We, uh, should probably go get cleaned up." He noted, leaning back.

Stolas smiled.

"Actually, before we do that, Professor, why don't you give your lecture for today? I saw you had a lot prepared." He turned his head around for a moment, ignoring the confused look on the other's face as he reached behind him and picked up the paper that Blitzø had been doodling on before Stolas got to the study.

Blitzø eyes lit up and and he grabbed the sheet from Stolas, who shifted their position so Blitzø was sitting on his lap, leaning back against him.

"Okay, so it's kind of complicated, so pay attention. So this one here is Bong Water." He pointed to one of the horses. "Bong Water is anti-vax. He thinks that he's straight but actually—"

Stolas just smiled fondly and leaned his head against one of his horns, peering over at the drawings, more than happy to listen to him ramble on and on.

[galactic-pirates]

15 questions, for 15 friends

@purlturtle thanks for the tag!

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Technically no. As while I chose my name because I had sort of 'absorbed it into my consciousness' from a TV character, I didn't name myself after them. However, if I had named myself a few years later I probably would have haha (Sam Carter, role model). But nope, not named after anyone.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? Teared up a bit yesterday but didn't actually cry. Tuesday. I got scared and it's like a pressure release valve I guess.

DO YOU HAVE KIDS? Nope. Never will either.

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED? Hmm. I'm not a sporty person. I do keep meaning to take my basketball to the court and play a game of 21 against myself. A million years ago when I was at high school I played cricket. I've always liked tennis but rarely ever had the opportunity to play. The trouble with sports is they generally require other people and I don't do well with people.

DO YOU USE SARCASM? Yeah sometimes. I don't recognise it when other people use it on me though. I'm weirdly literal. I guess I can get my sarcasm as I know I'm being sarcastic.

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? Oooh interesting, I'm not sure. I mean there's so much to take in about a person in just a single glance. Age, gender, size etc. I suppose it probably boils down to threat assessment - do they look scary?

WHAT'S YOUR EYE COLOR? Brown

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? Happy endings 110%. I'm the worlds biggest wuss, I don't do scary movies at all. Anything with a jump scare in it is a huge no-no.

ANY TALENTS? I like to sort things. I'm also good at doing things the exact same way, every single time.

WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Not my fault, I didn't choose it - Harlow, in Essex (England). Debated whether to answer this but I'm pretty sure it's not my security question anywhere haha.

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES? Writing, art, lego, piano, reading, video games. Think that covers the broad strokes but there's a lot to unpack with some of those 'areas'.

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? Nope. I don't do well with anything that's alive to be honest, it's too unpredictable for me.

HOW TALL ARE YOU? 5ft 3" (I think). Mum has tried to tell me for years that I'm 5ft 2" because she's 3" and she's taller. But she definitely isn't anymore (I hate that actually, mum should be taller than me, she's the mum but alas shrinkage).

FAVOURITE SUBJECT? What when I was at school? I always wanted it to be English because I do love stories, but we never got to analyse them how I wanted (meta posts my beloved). Honestly it was probably History. It's kinda a story itself. The cause and the effect and the interconnected nature of developments.

These days it's definitely writing. I could talk about it for days.

DREAM JOB? Funnily enough - writer :) Well actually I suppose to be accurate - storyteller. Writing is the medium I am most practiced with but I do hope to level up my art skills enough to utilise those. Illustration, cover art etc. at a minimum but how cool would it be to draw my own graphic novel? I'm a million miles away from being good enough for that but that's why it's a dream.

I have a dozen novel series I want to share with the world. Maybe I will be able to one day.

Erm I don't think I have 15 people I'm comfortable tagging so just anyone that wants to do it.

Here's a blank version for easy copying:

15 Questions for 15 Friends ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? DO YOU HAVE KIDS? WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED? DO YOU USE SARCASM? WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? WHAT'S YOUR EYE COLOR? SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? ANY TALENTS? WHERE WERE YOU BORN? WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES? DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? HOW TALL ARE YOU? FAVOURITE SUBJECT? DREAM JOB?

[pimento-playing-hopscotch]

Work In Progress Wednesday

There's still two and a half hours left in Wednesday, so this counts... I posted this earlier but now I've been tagged so I wanted to officially post it, post it... basically I'm the B99 meme, changed to- "you posted that already- and I will post it again!"

Thank you to @kiloskywalker for the tag, and anyone who reads this and puts up with my ramblings- you're the most, you really are

This is from my Owen and Gwyn have another kid, TK has a little sister fic- this is further down the road from where the story is currently but I've had this scene kicking around my head since I rewatched the episode (you can probably guess which one)

2017 -

Sophie stood frozen in the open doorway. From the telltale purse on the counter, she knew that her mom had beat her home. But that wasn’t as surprising as the fact that the voice she could hear was a male voice, and definitely not Enzo’s. “Do you think this has been going on since the accident?” Sophie heard her father say. “It’s crossed my mind,” she heard her mother answer. “I know one of the guys he met in grief therapy was arrested for dealing”. “How did you know that?” Owen asked. “That’s the part you want to focus on?” Gwyn replied. “No,” Owen answered. “But I talked to him when that happened. He told me that he was fine”. “Owen”. Sophie was always amazed at how many emotions her mother could pack into one word. “Owen, our son is struggling with battling addiction for the third time in his life. You don’t think that maybe, he lied to you?” There was a long pause after that. Sophie took another step into the apartment but she kept her hand on the door; she knew her parents wouldn’t keep having this conversation if they knew she could hear. Finally, Sophie heard her mother say, “Is this you saying that you think I’m wrong?” “No”. Owen answered. “Because I don’t. But if you’re right, that means I’ve been sending someone on calls and putting people’s lives in the hands of someone who’s high off his ass”. More silence followed this. Sophie heard her dad say, “Do you want me to be there? When you tell him?” “No,” Gwyn answered. “I think I should tell him myself”. Sophie let go of the door. It slammed with a loud crack. The view of the dining table was a little obscured, but she could tell that both of her parents had turned around at the noise. “Soph, hi,” Gwyn said, going to greet her daughter. “I didn’t realize what time it was”. “I didn’t know you’d be home yet”. Sophie replied. “Dad, what are you doing here?” “Your mother needed me to sign for something”. He answered. “Sign for what?” Sophie asked. “Is this about TK?” “How much did you hear?” her mother asked her. “Enough”. Sophie said. “To know this has something to do with TK”. “It’s a grown up matter, Sophie,” her mother told her. “Well, then, it’s a good thing I’m eighteen,” Sophie said, dropping her bag on the floor with a thud. “Gwyneth”. Owen interjected. “She’s going to find out”. “Fine”. Gwyn sighed. “I needed your dad, or rather, your brother’s fire captain to sign this to approve your brother not being at work for thirty days while he is in rehab”. “Rehab?” Sophie repeated. “Like, rehab… rehab?” Sophie wasn’t a little kid; she knew that her brother had problems with addiction (she was the one who found his near-lifeless body on the roof alone when she was twelve years old). But packing him up and sending him to rehab; that was a first. “Exactly like rehab, rehab,” her mother answered. “I’m taking your brother to an inpatient facility in California tomorrow”. Sophie had a lot of questions, but knew she had to choose carefully. The window of information her mom would share with her willingly would close very soon. “Why California?” she asked. “Because it’s supposed to be the best”. Gwyn said quietly. “And I want this to be the last time we need to do this”. “Okay”. Sophie said. “Can I…” she wasn’t sure what to say. “What can I do?” “Actually go to school?” her mom said, reaching out and tucking a stray piece of hair back into her daughter’s braid. “Don’t give your dad any trouble? Enzo’s still helping his mom, you’re going to stay with your dad while I’m gone”. “And I have known you slightly longer than Enzo has,” Owen muttered. “You can’t help yourself, can you?” Gwyn sighed. “Sorry”. Owen said. “When are you going to tell him?” “I’m going to see if I can find him tonight”. Gwyn said. She looked back at Sophie. “Do you need anything else to go to your dad’s tonight?” “No”. Sophie shook her head. “Dad, don’t you work today?” “I switched my days off”. Owen answered. For the first time, Sophie noticed how tired both her parents looked.

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No pressure tags: @dreamingofmickeywaffles, @lightningboltreader, @firstprince-history-huh, @ellena-asg, @reyestrandd, @statueinthestone and anyone else who wants to participate

[inscrutable-shadow]

i've decided that bea is so incredibly gay for avrae and doesn't know what to do with it

like yeah, she's been alive somewhere near six thousand years and that's plenty of time to figure out you're a lesbian but like there's been so much work to do it really just went on the backburner

probably demiromantic too so like maybe there hasn't been an attraction in so long she forgot

and avrae's just like surely this woman isn't flirting with me

(vampires are so aggressively territorial they can't stand to be around each other for very long, like they don't even really make friends with each other, more of a "i can tolerate you slightly more than the others" type thing)

so like yeah they've known each other basically since avrae was turned but it's always been this very hands-off, formal/political style

"the high council would like to request" and this that and the other

so despite the fact that av feels like bea's always been there for her and she's incredibly loyal to bea (bea keeps the high council from riding av's ass to take an archvampire position, which she doesn't want even though she's powerful enough for it, so basically safeguarding her freedom and right to live a quiet-ish life) she doesn't think bea sees their relationship as anything more than transactional (cause why would she, we're vampires, it's not like we're capable of liking each other)

and all i'm saying is there are bambi lesbians in the future

guess i should get off my ass and actually start posting an umbral arena so people know what i'm talking about

apologies to people who followed me cause i promised no romance i assure you i am still aroace i just have little gays in my brain ok

i wasn't gonna tag people cause this was supposed to be a short vent post but it got long so uhhh @albatris and @robinbugwhump cause i feel like we might potentially also be vampire mutuals now

[non-un-topo]

End of the year questions!

Tagged by @aphroditestummyrolls. Thank you, my friend! <3

Tagging @guarncre @spacegirlsgang @andrea-lyn @ladytessa74, and everyone!

What is your favourite thing you created?

I've talked about it more than enough, but probably my big baby, Axis. Jericho, My Moon is a favourite too, for its whimsy and dream-like quality and gothic romance. I want to write more things like that.

Which work are you proudest of?

Definitely Axis. It's just under 30 thousand words, and took me a year while I was working through a ton of grief, stress, an identity crisis (ongoing to this day lol), and just generally losing touch with reality. I think it's one of the most raw and beautiful things I've written, though I'm def overselling it. I'm also happy with the section break illustrations I made for it!

Is there anything you are proud of that you achieved this year?

Mostly my university achievements. I won 3 awards/bursaries this year due to my hard work! Got a work/study position at a small feminist library in my faculty, made some classroom friends, and have been enjoying helping students when they come to me. I guess I'm also proud of myself for... maybe.. perhaps... coming to the point where I can no longer deny that I'm trans. It's been a lot. It's shaken the very ground from under me. But at this point I don't think it can be denied anymore. It's time to be brave.

Did you explore anything new this year? (A new way to be creative, a trope you didn’t write before, or an idea you hadn’t thought of earlier, etc.)

I guess gothic romance is a new thing for my writing. I'm kind of a romance hater tbh, so I usually just background the relationships or struggle with forefronting them, but I'm becoming more of a fan of the weird and macabre kind of romance. Also not necessarily new, but I almost never write modern aus and I completed one this year: tempests of dust. I guess you could say my canon-divergent t4t au, Wolf Tooth, is new too!

Which work gave you the most difficulty?

Besides the aforementioned 30k fic, probably finishing misplaced items of great (in)convenience. I let that one sit for a while, which I guess kind of lines up with the themes of the fic lol. Burnout is real.

What was your biggest creative challenge this year?

Drawing ;_; At all. Perfectionism and self-scrutiny stop me before I can begin. That, and I have a lot of WIPs I started in 2023 that are supposed to be pretty big.

Which work brought you the most joy?

Hounds! I wrote that 8k bitch in nearly one sitting because I was so fired up.

Which of your works do you think people should check out?

Not all from 2023, but perhaps some of my less read ones. Obviously I want people to read the long ones about grief and liminal space and adventures that I worked so hard on, but I know most people don't have the energy or desire to sit down and read a lot of plot.

I'd recommend an Andy-focused one from my mystery series, Chronos, and Primavera, my little Nico 3000-headcanons-stuffed-into-a-trenchcoat backstory. My time loop fic, la mer a bercé mon coeur pour la vie, is also a fun little Andy-centric team adventure. My queer ass is also very fond of Eight Minutes. Lastly, one of my Booker fics, all things pass into the night.

I should say that not all of my fics are available for people without ao3 accounts.

Do you have creative plans for next year? Is there anything exciting you’re currently working on?

Oh gosh, I want to be so productive in 2024. I really hope I can be! I have plans for another queer quartet adventure with mystery elements that will hopefully be longer and more adventurous than the works in the Tetrad Mysteries. I miss it when that was my specialty! I also am working on a big canon-divergent au in which Joe and Nicky were childhood friends (and still end up killing each other). That fic mostly takes place during their adolescence and young adult years, so I'm sort of stuck on how to end it since I'm worried it'll be a disappointing read for people if it ends in Jerusalem. But we already know the rest of their story, more or less. I've put it on hold for a while due to sensitive subject matter that I feel is just inappropriate for the world right now.

Those are the two big projects, but I'm also hoping to do some collaborations, maybe open up commissions (we'll see how busy I am in the summer!), and have some smaller works in progress.

Lastly, any words of wisdom or anything else you would like to share?

We are not defined by our productivity. The process is always happening and we are always changing and learning, even if we're not actively "creating."

[swueesharts]

For Misery Loves Company

-A Picture I took this evening, after seeing some acquaintances I know take pictures of the same scenery. Guess my photo diary habits did influence others

Today, was a day that leaves no mark in my life. Well, it does. But not in a way that leaves me satisfied. I am utterly chagrined with myself. I tried to improve myself more and take a step closer to a better me; I planned to study art from P5R(Persona 5 Royal), I wanted to do some figure croques. I also wanted to organise the vocabulary that I accrued over the years to expand my repertoire. But alas, my media addiction took ahold of me. I wasted 5 hours of my life on Netflix. Although while impressive and relatable, binging blue period wasn't on my agenda.

It's funny how terrible you could feel from realising the damage you did to yourself. I currently feel like someone took a cutter knife, stabbed it deep into my heart, and left it there. Watching as it weighs down my heart, slicing it deeper, and deeper. While a gruesome allegory, I believe it best describes how I feel witnessing my unfolding misery. But you know what they say, "Misery loves Company". I ran a quick google search and absorbed the information that the phrase is used to explain how those who share similar pains would try to connect to each other. My misery also wanted company. I thought perhaps meeting new people might help, so I went around snooping for some online communities where they talked about formalities and etiquette. I desperately wanted to share my desires to reborn again. But my efforts were futile. A discord bot wasted me 3 hours of troubleshooting its captcha only to find the place unwelcoming of my prescence. The bot mocks me with its corporate flourish.

Taking a step back, perhaps it is expected to take a positive twist on this. Today is the last day before... the last day of school. So maybe it is supposed to be a day where I could wind down a bit and take things slow. Maybe I've been looking at my current social life in the wrong light. Perhaps instead of looking for new, I should instead keep in touch with my old connections and check up on them. I also now know Discord has an issue with the captcha feature on mobile phones.

To add further, perhaps I should look into support groups instead of finishing schools. I feel as though I am not "emotionally stable" enough to brush up on my social grace yet. Perhaps I should connect with those with life wisdom to help me form a better version of myself. I also should check on how my "brain" is doing after ignoring it, but that's another confession I'll cough up later once it allows me to.

Anyhow, sorry for this dull and gloomy blog entry. This post is a way for me to let off some steam in a composed manner. If any of you lizards and afros know how to tackle my situation, hit me up. I'd appreciate some solace and support. I know I'm not alone, and that is what's gonna push me forward.

ps. A side tangent if I might, but I do adore discovering animal foortprints on leftover snow. Makes you wonder what journey they were taking, and where it leads them. Exciting, don't you think?

#vent #emotio- (ah right, tags don't work this way in tumblr haha.)

[queereldritch]

Hmmm. So anti-abortion ppl etc on other sites have been pissing me off a little and I'm thinking to make a lil protest keychain thing after a surgery I have coming up. (Haven't gotten a date yet).

In case tags don't work, it's mildly.... gore-ish I guess? Talks abt using things my body made in an art piece. So cw gore.

I always thought what If I had to get an abortion someday (I don't want human babies/children to raise) and couldn't because of stuff like those idiots are doing in the States took hold up here (we've got an anti-abortion politician as a minister on the cabinet in ON but thankfully not in a position to do anything with those views/promises, but he's pretty new to the cabinet).

It just gets me really mad so I'm thinking if I ever had to get one, I'd probably put the thing in a keychain or something after finding a way to preserve it by either drying it or putting it in a glass vial.

Well hopefully a similar surgery (aka no human babies) is on the bills, so I'll make something from that and stuffing it in an urn or a fetus shaped glass/cavity should get the point across, no?

Those 'protestors' (especially the ones outside clinics - even up here in Canada, British Columbia had to pass privacy laws outside clinics back in 1995) are ok doing harassment and shock value - I'm not ok w harassment but I can definitely do shock value. I've never gotten harassed outside a clinic but I've definitely been called a murderer/murder celebrator by so called "pro-life" ppl. It does get me very irritated a little I suppose, because if anyone actually took them seriously, those would be serious charges and *that* would make me right pissed. And I got called violent because I said I wouldn't mind if ppl used their unwanted fetuses as protest material (eg crush into the ground in front of those screaming idiots who don't want abortions accessible to everyone who'd get it for whatever reason, to show exactly how little they can do to stop you and how trying to call the thing a baby changes nothing cuz it's not) and would happily do it myself if I ever had to worry about getting one. Don't really get that one. I understand ppl can destroy things but I don't think that's what the person was going for as they seemed quite disturbed with me potentially destroying/doing protest craft with my own things from my own body (and supporting others doing the same).

It's a damn fetus. An unwanted fetus is literally nothing more than a tumor - there's no functional brain in there to perceive anything yet, much less be alive. A parasite in your body has more life in it than a fetus that's not viable outside the womb. And they call it murder/want to call it murder. Preposterous. (Yeah I know it's just to control ppl).

Well tough shit cuz I'm gonna do protest craft with something my body grew and they can't stop me no matter how disturbed by it they are.

I've come up with a scribble for the keychain (maybe I'll make it something else but it'll definitely be decoration) and it's sides/bottom-front and I just hope it's not too long (the longer one would be for the back):

These discards represent the fetuses, embryos and everything involved prior to those stages, where the fetuses etc will never become babies/be born simply because the would-be bearers do not want them to, achieved by any means - Good Fucking Riddance.

Abortion/Birth Control Accessibility NOW For Everyone As Applicable - Emergency or Just Because.

An unwanted fetus that can't even survive outside the womb has as much life as a tumor and deserves to be yeeted like one.

If not letting fetuses etc be developed & born is murder, here lies a very happily committed slaughter.

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But this is a 3AM thing so maybe I'll rework it.

Because I see a lot of ppl defending necessary, life-saving, unwanted abortion access but not nearly enough who defend abortion access simply because you don't want a baby. At least not on the other sites lol. And I love putting it in a way that'll piss off the pro-life ppl.

And birth control isn't in the spotlight yet - in USA they're doing stuff like making it cost too much cuz you have to pay out of pocket, still, and haven't gone all in on attacking it yet.

Not down for harassment, but I can definitely do shock value.