#i'm glad you enjoyed and thanks for the kind words!!

[kangals]

way back in 2014, probably a few weeks or months after you posted that picture of boone with the stick on his head, i checked your blog out and so dearly enjoyed all the dogposting that i followed. i think you were the first dogblr blog i actually followed at the time, but it's been ages and my memory is bad, so i'm not fully sure. it wasn't long before then--2012 i think?--that i had gotten a new dog of my own, a border collie. iirc he and boone were just about the same age.

in 2018 i lost that blog i'd followed you with, and a lot of connections with it. i didn't return until 2021, and when i did, i didn't refollow most of the old blogs; i don't think i even really went looking for them. it took me a while to get back into the swing of using tumblr.

last september, my border collie had a sharp health decline, and i had to say goodbye. it's not the first time i've had to put a pet down, but i think it was the hardest. i'm still not over it. even just typing this now, i feel raw.

then in march or so, i made a new fandom friend who knows you, and i enthusiastically recalled following you before and how much i enjoyed it. i didn't even know about stellina, and now there's kep too! but... i also didn't know you'd lost boone. i followed because i still really enjoy your blog, and i love your collies too. and butters!!! so glad she's still here!

idk what made me look tonight... maybe because i talked about my old border collie with someone today. i went looking for the posts immediately around when you lost boone, because i guess some part of me wanted to know what happened. i spent the better part of an hour (maybe longer?) reading posts from the weeks before the decline, and then the loss, and then the deluge of old boone pictures after, and i've been crying pretty much the whole time just reading your posts and tags about him.

and this is a long and windy way to get to saying thank you. i'm glad you shared your grief, though that seems like a weird thing to say. there's something cathartic about crying over someone else's dog when you still hurt about your own, and knowing you're not alone in that kind of sorrow. boone was such a beautiful boy. i'll never forget that silly post that made me check your blog out in the first place, or the years of posts i stuck around for after. i wish i'd remembered to follow sooner, but the archive is still there, and it's so fun looking through all those old posts about him and his quirks and antics. he was amazing.

sorry for the length of this, i just... really wanted you to know that he touched yet another life, i guess. and i've been so deeply enjoying your posts about stellina and kep. i know it'll be a year soon... i hope there's some peace in how things have gone since he passed, and i hope the anniversary isn't too hard on you. thank you for sharing him with us.

i've been on tumblr for 14 years and this is, genuinely, the nicest ask i think i've ever been sent.

thank you - sincerely. there's been a lot of times over the course of this blog that i've felt like i was oversharing, or talking about pointless things only i cared about. i still so frequently start typing out a post only to stop mid-sentence and delete it because i can't help but think "no one cares about this." possibly it's why i like to talk about my pets so much - they're not me, but i'm the one who knows them best, so i get to say "hey look at this" and ramble and have people say "i'm looking" back. when boone passed, i lost that filter and i poured my grief out into this blog because it was the closest outlet i had. and to have hundreds of people not only acknowledge this but to commiserate, to reassure, to share their own stories - that helped healed me more than i can put into words. it's exactly as you said: there's a catharsis in grieving together.

i am sorry you also had to say goodbye. i wish i could say it gets easier, but i think that would be defeating the point of grief. your grief is your love and damn it if there isn't any act more loving in the world than choosing to say goodbye to an old, loyal dog. you think of how dogs were domesticated tens of thousands of years ago, of how human society and dogs have developed intertwined, of how we have records of ancient greeks and romans carving loving epitaths on their dog's graves, of how a prehistoric dog's skull was found with a bone placed in it's mouth after death, and you wonder if grieving a dog isn't one of the most consistent experiences in the whole of human history that there is.

i'm glad to know that this could bring you some comfort, in some way. it's incredibly touching to know that you kept me and boone in your thoughts for all this time. i am doing ok - i've been reflecting a lot as we approach the one-year mark. i'm not sure if i'll be able to condense those thoughts down into coherent words, but i'll do my best. i hope that my silly little pets continue to bring you some happiness, and that you've found peace with your own grief.

thank you, again - this is extremely touching and means a hell of a lot to me.

[tswwwit]

I feel like at some point in the Familiar AU, someone (Ford? Secret Flirtagent who's made it his personal mission to ""rescue"" Dipper from Bill after nearly getting murdered?) snoops through Dipper's magic cellohone for clues on how to destroy Cipher. And this really is 70% of their texts.

Obviously Bill would have made it so if anyone besides he or Dipper tries to use the phone, they get a nasty surprise, but still.

(Thanks as always for the amazing writing!)

[jeeaark]

i know i already told you so but daaaaamn I love the way you draw and between how you drew Marcus even if it was one time, and Emperor, and both are my faves of the whole game, I love you T_T Your style is unique and wonderful and you're doing so wholesome things, Greygold is ♥♥♥ the best, it's funny, and lovely, and I am SO rooting for Greygold to manage the ultimate cocktail of all times ♥♥

Buddy BudBud, never ever feel bad about sharing your good vibes, yo!

As humble as I try to be, I love positivity and praise just like any other feral ego-starved artist around here, absorb them compliments like a gelatinous cube, NEVER GONNA TIRE OF KIND WORDS, so THANK YOU HUAH <3

But aye! Greygold wishes they had more time to study the bartender ways of mixing drinks, ahahaha. So much to do and learn, so little time.

[awakenthebeing]

waah, your art style is so, so cute!!! would it perhaps be possible to ask for some art of piepoes.... toppins? Im a sucker for little guys fkgfhkhk. the pineapple and big yellow fella are especially my favorites!! thank you for providing us with so much pizza tower content! <3

Here you are! They're watching the Crafted Cheese Dragon balance a sausage on her snout...!

[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

Just know I am steady making my way through your masterlist because I am a starving woman at the buffet of your blog.

Seriously, you are such an amazing writer and I am so fucking grateful to read the masterpieces you write.

-🦊

[damnation-if]

something that ive really enjoyed playing the demo is how sopping wet and pathetic i can make my mc. i feel like all too often in IFs or VNs, the writers seem to strive to make the player character very snarky or bold or assertive or things along those lines. i much prefer playing a meeker and more demure character personally. i enjoyed making my mc burst into tears LOL thank you for cringefail pathetic mc rep <3 theyre going through a lot!! excited to see where this goes!

lmao well i did say some time ago that the mc at the start of the game is more or less the equivalent of a level 1 human peasant npc in dungeons and dragons... it's a Precarious situation to be in XD there are critters (housecats in particular) that are capable of taking down a level 1 human peasant (also a level 1 wizard under the right circumstances, but that's less salient here haha). becoming a demon raises the mc's CR pretty significantly of course, but it hasn't had a chance to make much of an impact yet.

that being said, i'm really glad that i made the choice to include a boldness stat that allows for both ends of the scale, both because it allows players to choose a playstyle they like best, and also because i personally sometimes don't like feeling like i'm being pushed to be either uber-competent or completely sopping wet in games also. i probably shouldn't be as happy with the idea as i am, since it added a Tremendous amount of variation to the initial meeting scene with Malkorath, but for story reasons i really am enjoying it!

there's currently only one particular choice that majorly affects the boldness stat (deciding to either follow Molly-May or nope the hell out of there) - and it's also the choice with the most significant longterm effect on the plot in the whole game thus far... and maybe will stay that way, until it gets way into the "actually deciding your own fate" parts XD

[tathrin]

Second and final chapter of this bloody and devastating thing now posted! Enjoy some more of Legolas's pain as he worries about whether or not Gimli will ever wake up, with a lovely supporting appearance from Éomer as the freshly-minted and grieving king of Rohan trying to do his best to alleviate some of their misery.

[azherwind-art]

i think $3 for a pdf of a full comic series is a steal. I’d absolutely buy it, but also, don’t be afraid to charge a bit more (or even add like an optional additional donation with the purchase). Ur comic is super funny and really well done imo so if u do want to sell it, go for it!!!

Either way I really appreciate the sentiment! I'll need to check how much those fees actually are, like if they use a third party to make transactions, like, if these move to paypal to make the transfers then MORE fees need to be considered But I swear I'll make it as cheap as possible, the idea of optional donations sounds great to me tho! I'll check out how it works As someone that has struggled a lot with money on my life, I always wish to keep people of lower incomes in mind But please feel free to tell me your thoughts : D

[12davs21]

for that science trio picture with the sweaters + the zedaph tango art with the ocean i hope both of the sides of your pillow are cold tonight. i hope that your waffles are cooked perfectly, that you find matching socks first try, that your charger works perfectly every time, that your wifi is perfect and you sleep well. those are the best fanarts i’ve seen ever seen

AWWWWWWW DUDE THANK YOU SO MUCH :((

I HOPE ALL THE GOOD THINGS FOR YOU TOO - THIS WAS SO KIND AND MADE MY DAY 10X BETTER!!

Thank you so so so so sosososoososos much :D, I hope this coming week treats you kindly ^^

[alectoperdita]

Asking for your “audience participation fic ask game” 💙

What was the first scene or vibe that came to your mind when you initially came up with the idea for your Lure series? Or was it more like “I wanna throw them together in this specific way and now I have to figure out how to make a fic around it?” Lol

I love your series and your works btw 🥹 I’ve been going through them recently and I’m obsessed with how you write the joukai boys. 🫶

For Audience Participation: Fic-Writing Edition ask game

The first buds of Lure grew from the thought: "I want evil joukai." (How evil they ultimately became is up for debate but this is the most "evil" I've written Kaiba thus far.) In general, I also love mafia AUs so thought it might be neat to take a stab at it. I DEFINITELY DIDN'T INITIALLY SET OUT TO WRITE 200K IN THIS WORLD! I think I was personally captivated by that scene in the later half of Rule of might's chapter 1 (which was the sum all and be all of Lure initially) where Kaiba had Jounouchi kidnapped and tied to a chair in an abandoned warehouse and he got to be homoerotically threatening with a knife.

Then Lure evolved into the AU where I could practice writing kinky twisted smut. Jounouchi ended up going through a character journey almost incidentally. Subject the poor boy to enough sexual torment and that's gotta change him right?

Plot came much later while discussing random scenarios with Dane. It kinda became our sandbox for playing with these dolls. But there is enough Deep Lore for this AU now to trace the evolution of their relationship for close to a decade. Not to mention there are the AUs of this AU (omegaverse Lure and Caged). Now the problem is finding the time/motivation needed to write all the stuff. 😂 I will at least finish the Year 1 stories. They are probably the most impactful in terms of character/relationship development.

[meownotgood]

i have been someone who has dreamed of becoming a reasonable author for almost all my life, i’ve only taken an inspiration from maybe 1 or 2 writers, but wow, seeing your works and seeing the small little tidbits you add to your blog in between of the progress you’ve made on future stories truly makes me want to get up from where i’m seated and write a novel, i love the way you word scenarios and i genuinely can see how much you put into your stories, the dedication and the heartfelt words make it more than just an x reader to me, the hours you put into revising and thinking of new details to what you write has definitely paid off well, i want you to know that your work is extremely valuable and inspiring, i wholeheartedly wish that i will be able to write the way you do soon

from an anonymous asker who deeply adores your work, thank you!

anon... thank you so much... I'm so happy you think so... you're the one who makes me want to get up and write, your words mean everything to me 🤲💗

[illiana-mystery]

Newest Stories on AO3

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[hazeism]

I've got the DofLaw tag filtered out. I was wondering if you could use it, please? I really like your art, but I just have to be in the mood for DofLaw. Sorry for the trouble.

OH GOD NO IT'S NOT MEANT TO BE DOFLAW UM. 🤢🤢🤢 I CAN PUT A DISCLAIMER ON THE POST TO LET PEOPLE KNOW NOT TO TAG IT LIKE THAT FFF I WASN'T EVEN THINKING ABOUT THAT.

[kagedbird]

Hi hi! I just finished bingereading the newest two chapters! Love!! Bot oh dear goodness the misunderstandings that are gonna ensue!

HELLO!!!

I can't begin to tell you how excited I am for you all to read what I've written in this arc. I've been unable to focus on writing future chapters lately due to time, fundraiser being my main focus, exhaustion, and the pure unadulterated EXCITEMENT to see everyone's reactions to these next upcoming chapters.

Thank you for letting me know you love them!! ;w; This has been the highlight of my day!!

[annjiru]

I'm slower than molasses/forget to reply and always feel bad about it, but you've always been so sweet and wonderful to talk to! <3 And your Angeal is a blessing - I love how much work you've put into him and how you take everything about him into account for a truly well rounded man who deserves everything just like his mun~

ANONYMOUSLY TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT ME. I CAN’T REPLY, JUST PUBLISH.

[flamingpudding]

I love your writing so much but I'm here with a crack idea just imagine deage Dan is Klarion.

Dan was able to find out who he is outside of Danny then he was able to change his name Klarion Jackson Fenton/Nightingale he is still a little villain boy also now a mom boy.

Ghost King Danny is his mom young justice was so confused when Klarion you're the best gifts get your mom after not talking to him for a while to also begging them to pretend to be his friend . Justice League dark is panicking in the background about the electric being that just shows up.

Danny in full ghost king attire standing there with a plate of cookies ready to meet his son's new friends.

Thanks so much! I am glad you enjoy my writing!

Also thanks because I absolutely love this Idea/Prompt! Sooooo please enjoy this piece inspired by it! Also I haven't consumed a lot of DC material lately so i am basing this all on my memories. In other words.... I went with Tim's little team here.

Hope that's okay and that this won't disappoint.

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Dan, who was going by Klarion for some years now, had a massive problem. It was the huge kind of problem build on small bubbles of lies that then turned into this one giant bubble that was about to pop just because of one little question asked by his mom when his sister decided to throw him under the bus to deflect from herself and the fact that she was dating a demon. Don't get him wrong he still loves her, but man did he want to strangle Danielle right now.

"So Klarion, Ellie is right. When will I get to meet your friends you told me so much about?"

It was such an innocent question from his mom. And while his moms titles don't scare him, cause at some point in time they could have been his too, the happy dopey smile like nothing was wrong in the dimensions with little expectations directed at him was the scariest thing his mom could ever direct at him when he had asked THAT question.

So now Klarion was in need of a quick solution. When his mom had asked he had mumbled out a quick: "Next week maybe. We won't be busy with hero stuff then." He had started to form a plan. First of all, he needed to remember what all he had told his mom about his new and redeemed life on Earth 43 he had build for himself with the name Klarion Jackson Fenton-Nightingale.

Which fuck. There was a lot he had told his mom just so he wouldn't worry.

Cause now he also remembers that whenever he had gone out to cause some chaos he had made it seem to his mom like he was going out to bond with his new friend or help them with their hero duty. Well, in a way maybe his chaos causing could be seen as bonding. The ghostly kind, that is. And as for helping with the hero duty... he did give them work, something to do with their hero status. Anyway Klarion tried to remember all possible names he had dropped. Shit why did he also mention to his mom that he was working with heroes to make her proud? He should have name dropped some villains instead but nearly all of them were adults. He knew his mom would have frowned if he had only adult friends and no one around his age.

He was pacing his room in their castle. He need a plan, a good one at that. He knows he name dropped Robin, now Red Robin, Superboy and Impulse on a whim once. Superboy more so cause his mom had been interested in the Alien Heros of the Earth of the dimension he was partially living on now. He had mentioned Robin for the joke of knowing that there is a Dinner in an other Dimension with the same name. And because his Grandfather didn't like the Flash-clan which meant his mom didn't like them too much because of their messing with timelines either, he had mentioned being friends with Impulse on pure spite because of a punishment one day and to see their reactions. So he had to get these three on board anyway, and because for the heck of it he would get Wonder Girl involved too. It was never bad to have a girl in a friends group.

Klarion stopped his pacing. Turning towards his demonic ghost cat companion, kind of what Cujo was to his mom now. "Teekl, I think I have a plan. I will convince these Idiots, that shouldn't be a huge problem. Most of them are normale little flesh sacks." Teekl and him stared for some time at each other and after a moment Klarion huffed turning away with crossed arms. "It's a good plan don't be so sceptical, they are heroes right? They will not refuse my request!"

Well maybe Klarion should have planned this a bit better.

The next day Red Robin blinked at the witch boy up from the ground in the living room of what looked like to be an normal apartment. He had just been in Gotham, working on a case and now he was here? Looking to the left he also noticed that Superboy (the older), Impulse and Wonder Girl were also with him. They all looked stunned he observed and partially disoriented. Additionally they hadn't heard from Klarion since the last time they had foiled his plans on raging chaos upon the earth, that had been weeks ago.

"Kla-"

"I have summoned you heroes here. For the moment it is fruitless to try to leave because of the magic barrier." Okay rude to be cut of but that explained why he suddenly wasn't where he remembered to be last anymore. It was now Superboy who opened his mouth first but before he could even make a sound Klarion decided to speak over them again. "I have presents."

Four young heroes collectively blinked, confused, stunned and weirded out. As the which boy before them waved over to wards a table filled with boxes and packages. "I come in peace today, to proof that I brought these are presents, filled with various goods from different dimensions that should be to the liking of you all. Technologie, accessories, snacks, weapons, as well as clothing styles."

Red Robin shared a glance with his friends, a silent communication but before he once again could say anything Impulse was already by the table going through the stuff. They could here his 'oh's and 'ah's, which inevitably made them curious and they wandered over too. Klarion was not acting hostile at all yet but Red Robin did not trust that so he kept the which boy in clear view the entire time.

"Rob! You gotta see this! That actual futuristic Tech!"

"Look at these snacks."

"These accessories don't look to bad..."

His eye twitched when he noticed Klarion was sporting a smug look. Red Robin had to ask now, because this was not normal for the other. "Okay usually you would have started some big shot chaos plan by now. I don't buy this peace offering act and your way to formal talking. So what is going on?"

The other three, thankfully in Red Robins opinion, finally looked away from the tempting gifts and also turned their attention fully on Klarion. Who's smug smile falter as he let out a sigh and stared at them with what they could only describe as a frustrated look.

"My mom is planning to visit me."

"And?" Impulse asked between munching on three different bags of chips that where on the table.

"And he believes I am friends with you idiots."

They stared slack jawed. Impulse was pinching himself like he couldn't believe what they had just heard. Did one of their Villains, just informed them that their mom believes they were friends? Red Robin was starting to think he might be in a sleep deprived Hallucination.

"Why would she?" Wonder Girl questioned next to which Klarion glared at her with fire in his eyes.

"First of, my mom uses the pronouns he/Him. Be rude to my mom and I will find a way to make your life a permanent hell on earth." Wonder Girl blinked lifting her hands as in a sign of peace. "Second, my mom is under the believe that i work with heroes not against them. I do not have the heart to disappoint him after everything that happened in the past. So I embellished the truth a little."

"A little?" Superboy retorted sarcastically, to which they caught a light blush dusting the which boy's cheeks.

"Look my sister threw me under the bus and my mom wants to meet my friends now! So I need you idiots to play nice with me for when he visits!"

"And we will do that because?" Red Robin crossed his arms, watching their villain sceptically still not really buying this entire act. This was to strange of an behaviour change. Something was up, and he was going to get behind it.

Klarion on the other hand was starting to panic internally. His plan was not as he had hoped. The presents he had specifically gotten from other dimensions with what he believed was their interests did not work to make them simply accept his request. This was the last time he would listen to old man Vlad on how to bribe humans, he wasted his entire week on getting all that stuff. His mom was going to show up soon enough he need to have them act as his friends by then so he could remove the magic barrier. Or else his mom would notices he faked everything.

They left him no choice. He would have to throw his pride away for the sole reason to not disappoint his mom.

All four Young Justice Heroes blinked as Klarion suddenly threw himself on the ground before them into a pleading position.

"Please! I beg you, just for the time my mom is here. Please act like my friends!"

"I didn't think Klarion was a mama's boy...." Impulse whispered to the rest of them in pure disbelief as they stared stunned at the kneeling witch boy.

Cut to the heroes that noticed their teens were missing.....

"Where is he?" Batman growled at the Constantine who was sighing tiredly.

"Look mate, the way you and the other Spandex wearing friends explained it, made it sound like they got summoned by a being of the Infinit Realms." The blond man sighed lighting another cigarette eying the four heroes, Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman and Flash. Zatanna was behind him pouring over a book about the realms and trying to find a tracking spell to trace it back and to where they could have been summoned.

"Don't you have something like a tracker on your boy?" Batman only growled something under his breath to which the Brite couldn't help to arch and eyebrow. Constantine was going to say something sarcasting as Deadman suddenly appeared a panicked look on him. "The Ghost King has chosen to come to our dimension."

"Say bloody what now?" All attention that had been on the heroes and their problem of missing teenage heroes turned now to Deadman and the news he brought with him. "The ghost, shades and spirits talked, for the king has decided to visit our Dimension. They are in an uproar, no one knows of why our King is on his way."

"Bloody fucking hell!" Constantine cursed. "We are fucking screwed! Isn't that guy a fucking tyrannical eldrich war maniac?!"

Deadman nodded solemnly and Constantine uttered another hearty and colourful 'fuck'. While the heroes present exchanged worried glances, not only were their kids missing but now a, by the sounds of it, highly dangerous being decided to appear in their dimension? Batman couldn't help but think that there had to be a connection to the missing teens and this.

Meanwhile in the Infinite Realms the Ghost King Castle...

Danny smoothed out his fur trimmed cape and adjusted his crown so it was floating nicely and evenly on his head. Today was the day he would get to meet his sons friends. He needed to make a good first impression. That was why he had chosen to take on his Ghost King form for this. With the wave of his hand he made an ice mirror appear before him, checking how he was looking once again. Once satisfied he nodded to himself looking over towards Fright Knight who was holding the plate of cookies he had baked himself. It was the fifth batch, and the only one that didn't turn out burned. He had needed Jazz help for this one to turn out well. It was only proper if he brought some cookies for the kids. Also he would have loved to bring his families fudge but... the last time he had tried making them had turned into a disaster.

"Thanks Frighty. Do you think Klarion's friends will like these? Wait don't answer! If they don't like them I will just get something else to thank them for taking care of my boy." Danny rambled on as he glanced at the plate of cookies in his hands. Why was he so nervous? He was just going to get to meet his little boy's friends. Sure his boy had dropped some stories about them and his adventures with them here and there. But hearing stories and meeting the kids were two different things.

Shaking his head Danny put on his best smile as he summoned a portal to Klarions apartment in the 43th Dimension of Earth. It was time to visit his boy in the place he had made his second home and thank the people that looked after his kid.