#its whatever to me but its also weird and freaky to me in a fun way

[karoochui]

What im hearing is:

Little crow feet outside my window bcs im feeding them- that’s besides the point!

Is there magic??? His shovel looks magic and they look magic

And do give me every detail you are thinking of for the series even if its in the distant future or not that relevant but you want to share

Crows!! Cute!! Also sorry i didnt get to this sooner my laptop BROKE (still broken but usable) and my mom and i have been looking for someone to fix it. Ive been drawing with it sparingly to be careful.

YES there is magic. Of course im still working on this storywise but im getting characters designs n whatnot done right now. Dynamics n stuff. BUT i do have some refs i made before my laptop broke.

I like to draw out certain stuff so that it helps with descriptions in the future; i have the worst memory so it helps to be able to do so. (More beneath cut)

Im so excited for moon's shadow form. Oh my god. Its probably my favorite thing right now.

Fun thing about it is that in this form he can touch you but you cant touch him. Something something you can be cast in shadow but you cant take it off yk? He's still light sensitive like this though, so if the area hes in isn't dark enough or he's hit with anything too bright he just reverts back. At that point he'd just have to rely on normal hand to hand stuff and his sand lol. The shadow form is just better for sneaking and speed. Really, he's some amalgamative idea of the sandman and boogieman. I thought it fit well with his whole "naptime attendant gone wrong" thing.

Sun's design, however, is more like if you mixed a cowboy, wizard, and gravedigger together. I made it a while ago on a whim with no intention behind it but then i ended up thinking "ykw would be so awesome".

The hat dips to cover the crescent side of his face (not intentional on his part) to symbolize his resentment towards moon and how he basically damned him to an hourglass. His eyes are easier to see bc of this which could seem more trusting (eyes are the window to the soul or whatever), but the thing is thats not normal for him (as we know) so it's meant to make him look suspicious and looming to 4th wall viewers. There's also the fact that i just thought it was cool too.

He also doesn't get a second form. Moon's sneaky and weird so i thought it would fit to give him some freaky thing iykwim. Sun, however, is a pretty "in your face" kinda guy, so his look and fight style is more extravagant and boisterous. Lots of swinging amd yelling and boom bang zap! Despite the showiness he's actually a longer range fighter. Mainly because unlike moon, thousands of years ago, he wasn't often one to get violent with his hands. His weapon is just obnoxiously large too though.

They are still one animatronic and their transformation is still triggered by light. Instead of an AI chip though (which is still in there but long dead), they live through the work of a soul. They're still physically inorganic but as far as spiritually they're as close as they're gonna get to being human. Their life and functionailty is derived from the magic itself, not the machinery. Like if for some reason they lost all their magic they'd just drop dead from a battery life long since drained.

The hourglass has a carousel-like design to it purely as reference to moon's level in Help Wanted 2.

Sorry for rambling so much but this is what i've got for you so far! I have a general idea for the plot but im tryna to make it more than what it is rn, so i dont wanna share too much of that just yet in case i change or completely toss away an idea.

[crookedkryptonitebeliever]

This is gonna sound absolutely bonkers and freaky but bare with me. I always say like theres 3 types of Yanderes fr

1) you got the one that would rather cut their darling open and burrow inside of them (not literally but like figurative)

2) the type that would cut themselves open and would want darling to live inside of them

3) and finally the type that would sew darling to their side or whatever

I would think that Yves would be option 1 mainly because I feel like he would take great satisfaction in literally living inside of his darling, like the amount of things he could observe with hearing and feeling the bodily functions of his darling around him, would probably be the most succulent brain food to him. Like he’s living in his hyper fixation. Probably his own personal heaven when you think about it. Your post about Inside Out really solidified this for me.

Blanche would be option 2 or 3 mainly because his possessiveness. Like he doesn’t want darling to go anywhere that is outside of his home and finds the most happiness with being only being with his darling. His darling is his one and only true friend that he wants to keep forever and forever and prefers to isolate them within the house.

Leveret, we don’t know much about him but I wanna say he gives off option number 3. I feel like he likes to poke and prod at his darling physically so they would need to be whole next to him for him to properly do so 🤔

Cyprus and Monty also gives number 3.

Alien Cowboy Yan from Language Barrier gives 2. Mainly because Blanche kind of reminds me of him in terms of territorialness of it all. How he acts around those who are around his darling, always wanting his darling to be kept in the home and within arms reach as well.

I love your writings fr and sorry for my weird ramblings fr fr

ur weird ramblings highkey slaps and is a banger my dude, pls don't be shy ramble som more 🙏🙏🙏

yes you are right, Yves is having a field trip if he could just live inside you, to know how it feels and to see the world through your eyes. Like its his only wet dream and if he has a dream like that, he would wake up sobbing because he wanted it to be real so badly, a treasure trove of data all gone because it was only a dream

You're pretty accurate for Blanche too, he is protective and super possessive, although he does enjoy documenting your habits from time to time, but the most important thing to him is the bonding and relationship you and he share. and the fact that you are all his, he would rather cage you up, rob you of your free will and make you a personalityless zombie than let you be 100% free to see how you would react to certain circumstances on your own

Cyprus and Leveret does like poking fun at you, they would like to have you separate to them, they like seeing you all flustered up and shy, all cute and small. They don't want to control you entirely that you become a mere doll, but they don't want to stay in the shadows and observe either, they want a companion with their own thoughts n feelings and they like the thrill of 'taming' and owning you in a sense

Depending whether you're a dom or a sub in the relationship, Monty can be a lot of things

Like if you are a strong character that takes the lead in the bedroom like in it was only supposed to be a one-night stand, He would be territorial and tries to scare off any rivals, but ultimately he is seeking for your approval, you have a leash around him

if you are pretty weak in character like in Best and worst of Both worlds, Monty is still territorial and protective, but he assumes the role of someone who's leading the relationship, kind of trying to tie a leash around you but it isn't too tight, he would be pretty lax with rules and stuff, he is the type that thinks you could do no wrong because you are naive and shit, only thinking that the outside world is tainting you, so he needs to shield you from it while letting you enjoy your life

The cowboy yan 2718 is a mixture of type 2 and 3, yes he wants you to be in the house because that's where its the safest, but he would relent his strictness if you're acting out enough, prioritizing your happiness and safety more than anything else. He tries to keep a leash on you, but he wouldn't tug on it or shorten it IF its also hurting you, he would resort to just chasing you around,,, but given the chance, he would like you to live inside him so you would be safe and protected, but you wouldn't be happy and that's a problem for him

[boytoyhalo]

hi you should talk more about your blue ring Pac headcanons (it's really cool and I like it a lot)

YIPPEEYIPPEEYIPPEEYIPPEE KISSING U ON THE MOUTH RN MWAH THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR GIVING ME AN EXCUSE TO TALK ABOUT HIM

ok so first and foremost as I've said I imagine him having the spots on his face neck and shoulders, i think he'd have them on all of his joints too though. The spots are normally dark yellow/brown when theyre at rest but thats BORING so i hc that the blue in his are always somewhat visible but when startled or threatened they glow brighter and expand. this video is a good visual reference (watch it its neat)

I imagine that along with the spots the rest of his skin would get a bit darker like the octopus does! i also imagine that his skin would be bumpy/textured the way they are, especially around his browbone and temples.

He can't entirely change his shape the way an octopus can, he's still mostly human in function and his muscles are as unyielding as anyone elses most of the time - but when he wants to he can stretch out to make himself look bigger and more threatening, and he's unnaturally flexible enough to slip through small cracks and crevices. it's... really freaky to watch. of course his metal leg poses a challenge since it can't be as fluid as the rest of him, but he's tricky enough to get it through most of the time. If he really needs to hide in a small space and it won't give he can always just detach it

He has crevice dweller instincts, so whenever he needs comfort or security his first instinct is to squeeze himself into the smallest space he can. He habitually piles whatever he can find outside of the space and outside of the door to his room/bases like the real life octopus piles rocks outside its home

He doesn't have tentacles, but his hands and fingers are covered in tiny almost invisible suckers that have surprising grip strength - not enough to stick him to walls spiderman style, but enough that he never drops anything and if he's holding your hand it takes notable effort to detach yourself

Blue ring octopuses carry two toxins (probably??? theres some dispute) - one that paralyses prey thats present in their saliva, and an incredibly potent neurotoxin in that they use for defense and acts both as a poison to predators and as injectible venom- they're one of the deadliest animals on earth in relation to their size. Pac has both of these but less potent, a hard enough bite from him will result in some nausea, dizziness, and weakened/paralyzed muscles if he breaks skin (his teeth are just a TINY bit too sharp to be normal by human standards, but not enough to tear through muscle) but it wont Kill you. and making out with him will give you a few spasms and a bit of weakness/dizziness - fit learns this the hard way, and pac apologizes profusely but because he's pac fit is actually really into it which is kinda weird but hey what are you supposed to do when your boyfriend has toxic saliva other than develop a kink for it (sorry for making it about fitpac it will happen again)

also because BROs carry their venom all throughout their body theyre immune to their own toxin and most other toxins in the same group, so Pac probably has a higher poison resistance than a normal human would

He's a really strong swimmer of course, unnaturally strong for how the prosthetic should weigh him down. Since he still has human shaped limbs what he does isnt quite jet propulsion, but its somwhere between that and normal swimming. I cannot describe the movement im imagining so like just watch the video and try to recreate the Vibes with a human shaped body and you'll get to the same place i am

ok that's kinda all i have there isn't really that much to go off of just because the nature of the octopus makes it kinda hard to study them in depth so we only really know the basics of their behavior, the only other thing i can think of is more of a fun fact which is that their venom is actually produced via a symbiotic relationship with bacteria that lives in their mouth! can't really do much with that in terms of applying it to a character headcanon but its pretty cool right

also i am kinda torn between the normal human mouth with toxic saliva and a normal human mouth that's actually just a front and can unhinge to reveal a horned beak and tentacles hidden inside (if u dont know octopus body plan is basically head with mouth at the bottom and then the tentacles surround it, and it feeds by using the tentacles to pull food in towards the beak which it uses to puncture it and inject venom) I kinda do love that cuz it's freaky and eldrich but on the other hand there is literally no physical way that could ever make any sense so... idk you can decide for yourself lol

thank you again for giving me an excuse to flesh out this headcanon i love it so so much im glad im not the only one that finds it interesting

[angels--trumpet]

Milky Comfort

Hi, another goopy handful of wiggly worms for you 🫵 my followers

Cw: 2714, lactation, A/O/B

Not as NSFW as you proably think it's gonna be

Yuji also was a bit of a rebellious kid, well not rebellious he wasn't doing any of this to get under people's skin he just did whatever his curiosity took him, and if that led him into abandoned buildings with friends, Bullies that need a good knock on the skull to get there shit together, or in a bar/club/parlor that he really wasn't old enough to get into, then yeah.

Yuji was one of those omegas that could lactate without pregnancy, it was a bit embarrassing, honestly, so he always ended up just using loose hoodies and clothing for the max amount of comfort. In case he starts dripping and all that 

He was just curious and having fun.

The fun of going out like this was always because of the possibility of getting caught, but it wasn't like he actually wanted to be caught! 

So on one of the many nights, he was out with a random group of classmates from his 3rd hour class, they get caught, all of them leaving yuji behind. Now usally Yuji would have cleared the distance of a football field in under a minute, but at the current moment, his chest decided its a great time to leak causing a sudden pain to spike on his sensitive chest and forcing him to try and hide among the crowd of customers.

The man in front of Yuji turned around enough to look at him, elbow resting on the counter edge and chin in hand with a smug little smirk on his face.

In his rush to hide away, he decided to sit right behind the biggest man he's ever seen using his body like a shield to hide himself while the security chaced after the teenagers that ran outside leaving the parlor with chuckling patrons that soon ebbed away.

He wore a blindfold made from bandages, but it felt like the man could see Yuji anyway.

It's creepy but also kinda cool? 

"Let me feed off you and I won't tell anyone you were a bad boy today"

Maybe he should of just let himself get caught but honestly curiosity got the best of him so that's how he ended up here.

He should be scared, but honestly, he wasn't all that afraid of the guy. Even if he was freaky tall and freaky muscular for a dude that was supposed to look like slender man.

In a hotel room far away from the smoke and flowing booze with a man whose arms felt a LOT thicker and stronger than how they looked wrapped around his waist And a warm tongue lapping away at his nipple easing the milk out gently before he started really feeding. And feed he did easing the presure in Yuji chest within an hour, honestly, it was nice and Yuji couldn't help the purr that eased out of him and got an answering muffled rumbling Purr in response back. When Yuji left that night he was left with the memory of how nice it was to do that but pushed it in the back of his head for later. Then he meets the guy again, almost like he was looking for yuji standing at his door while his grandfather was out.

So Yuji let's him in and let's him feed again since Yuji makes a bit too much milk and it honestly hurts if he doesn't get rid of it somehow so why not let some random guy drink it instead of letting it go to waste? 

And that's how he got to know Gojo.

But there was something bothering Gojo, Yuji can feel it like he had a dark cloud over his head that he hides with a big goofy smile.

The man was kind of weird and had a bit of an edge to him like he was covering something up but he was fun to be around and paid Yuji good money to let him drink off him so Yuji didn't push to ask.

Body curled on his side, pressed tight around Yuji like he was a comfort he couldn't live without, lips wrapped around his nipple tight to not let a single drop go to waste nosing up into the soft breast with a nearly slacked face.

It shows whenever he feeds though.

Tension all gone just a softness that doesn't show when Gojo isn't feeding.

Yuji was confused but never pushed. 

It's a shame cause the guy was seriously pretty. Yuji had no idea what type Gojo was, there was just no scent what so ever coming off the man and it didn't look like he wore scent blockers from the times Yuji snuck a peak under his collar and sleeves. Maybe he just never got a designation? It's not impossible, just super rare. Then again the man can purr so maybe he was an omega with no scent? 

Gojo became very generous when his grandfather got sick, leaving an extra tip, sending over food, telling Yuij to eat more fruits to improve the sweetness of the milk, even sending him gifts.

He spent an entire year doing this with Gojo, it was good money like a part-time job except the pay was over what the manager got at any retail store.

Like a courting alpha.

Yuji rolled with it, he enjoyed the mans company he even liked there little dates and meet ups, he especially loved feeding days because it eassed the pressure in his chest and he got to have someone physically close in such a domestic position it soothed his inner omega to do it.

When Grandfather passes away Yuji wasnt alone when it happens. Gojo is right beside him, pulling Yuji close and letting him cry even if he knows his grandfather would yell at him for it. A little cry won't hurt, just a minute.

They are found like that by Megumi, Gojo's student who demands something from him and tells Yuji his friends will parish if he because of it.

And for the first time ever he smells Gojo, such a nice scent that he cuddles up close nose pressed right into the mans chest to take in the scent, an alpha after all.

Yuji, of course, tries to lead the way, but gojo just takes over, grabbing Megumi arm and warping them right to Yujis school. No time to gasp at how cool it is because Gojo and Megumi are gone again.

Yuji accepts, feeling like he already bonded too much with Gojo now to let him disappear.

In the end, the thing they searched for was retrieved and Megumi and his friends were only mildly injured. Since seeing this happen and the situation with his grandfather leaving him all alone Gojo decides to ask Yuji if he would like to come with him.

Now attending a new school and visiting Gojo and his students to drop off lunches and treats for their hard work, they risk their lives every day after all, it was the least Yuji could do and for Gojo he gets a special treat just for him.

Extra bits!

They do get married a few years later and Yuji is seen as bumpkin by the higher-ups and the Gojo clan, but he's an omega and can give Gojo a heir so they don't say it to his face mainly because Gojo looks at them a bit scary when they say anything at all like that

Yuji ends up living with Gojo and becoming his omega once he graduates

Yuji still becomes good friends with Megumi and Nobara and sometimes helps them because of his crazy strength. He thinks about joining them, but Gojo puts a very hard no to it.

Yuji works in medical with Shoko :>

[bloodonmysqueegee]

ASM ISSUE 30. I HAVE OPINIONS. SIT DOWN.

I told you I was gonna review any issues that are vaguely superior spidey related and that includes this one. And this one was certainly intriguing! Intresting ideas, the issues it has just stem from the entire run itself sooooo

So here we goo- superior spidey (but like the bootleg)

So here's the things I do like:

Superiors memories, or whatever echo of them are in the arms do affect Peter and while it was brief it was pretty fun. I like how Peter's posture shifts to look like Superiors (in like one panel but shhhh)

Otto and Peter (bootleg superior edtion) bickering was kinda fun to see hshdhsh Thats a concept I kinda love hehsh,.z.

The arms try to sacrifice themselves for Peter in one panel. Me when sad character growth,.,. Nice to see them technically working together tho

It's pretty much confirmed now that superior is in those arms, probably just an echo of his memories, but it could also literally be him because of how aware the arms are and that's a bit freaky and now I feel bad

The implications behind whatever was left of superior in the arms trying to literally strangle doc ock, that's harrowing in context but a intresting concept they could use because man is gonna need some SERIOUS therapy when he gets out

Also also I love that the arms punch Norman every chance they get 100% the most superior spiderman thing they would do

Things I'm a bit iffy on:

Kinda weird that everyone still kinda treats the arms as pets. I mean Jameson does at least. I know we don't know for sure how the arms work with like, Doc's memories but if he is like, aware and sentient in there OOO MAN that makes this so much weirder. Free my boy and don't treat him like that

How the fuck does Peter not suspect somethings up with the arms seemingly containing a separate consciousness. Bro hasn't even really investigated them yet

All my other complaints aren't for this issue but rather complaints for the entire Zeb Wells run itself like Doc Ock back to being an evil goofy villain that needs to get beat up again (like can we not, he doesn't need that anymore) and also on a 10x worse note, reminding me that Zeb Wells killed Ms. Marvel for no reason. I know she'll be back alive soon ut she didn't have do die the way she did 4 issues ago and Aughhhh I cannot get into that rn do not start with me

But yeah those things aren't exactly complaints with this issue so YIPPEE MOVING ON

Buddies.,., pals even

Yeah the only other thing I'll mention is what I talked about in my last couple of posts is that I'm a bit worried on how they are bringing superior back into the present without using time travel or clones (because giving the title back to og doc ock seems a bit out of the question cuz hes still evil for some reason ((I'll rant again if I go into that more)) but unfortunately that seems like it's the case rn)

It might not be that big an issue, I'll still read the new series when it comes out, but I'm just really hoping that they do him right. STILL EXCITED FOR OCTOBER THO YIPPEE NEW FOOD AND CONTENT LETS JUST HOPE ITS GOOD <3<3

Also apparently the next issue is gonna have a teaser for the next superior book, so I'll be sure to post about that :]

[gidaryeong]

Twenty Questions

@angryteapott Thanks for the tag! <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

35!

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

748,763

What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly television: kdramas and cdramas, and some English-language shows. The only films I have written for are Decision to Leave and Cyrano de Bergerac.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

All of them are Mr. Queen:

Mrs. Queen - A rushed fix-it that I began one day after the show ended and then published daily for two months straight. It was a super fun writing exercise bc I tried to work in as many reader prompts as possible to salvage all of our broken hearts after the horrid ending. It was also the unfortunate beginning of my haphazard style of posting first chapters with no clue what the rest of the story will be. (100k)

The White Grass- Non-magic AU. I really enjoyed writing this because 1. it's my only properly beta read story and it was sooo fun to go over things with Sarah in advance! and 2. it features a noncon scene that was really divisive and led to a lot of very interesting discussions about power and consent on Twitter. (74k)

The Raw Ingredients - Bong-hwan finally returns to Joseon, but not as a queen, but a chambermaid!! So she has to scheme her way back to Cheoljong with the help of Minister Kim Soyong. I loved writing this, it was pure wish fulfillment and lowkey I think the most hilarious way a season two could have gone (if I may toot my own horn). @lady-guts has made theeee most beautiful fanbinding of it which has made me appreciate it more <33 (41k)

And I, and Silence - Soyong wakes back up alone inside her body with no memory of what has happened and has to fend for herself. I loved writing Kim Byeong-in's pov and also Jo Hwa-jin's pov and also their freaky love story!! (99k)

Whatever Souls Are Made Of - After almost drowning Soyong ends up with the complete memories of her future self (Bong-hwan). So suddenly she is both a Joseon woman and a South Korean man and has to grapple with that. Also there's a sweeping romance crossing time and space. (61k)

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to respond to all, because I think those connections is what makes fandom worth engaging in. Currently behind on answering though :(

What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I'm a HEA gal, but my Kingdom fic Something Rotten ends with hate sex that isn't maybe only hate but more hate than love. (Also, at least one of the main characters is gonna get eaten by zombies in the future.) I wrote a short My Liberation Notes piece called These Winter Fields where I let Mr. Gu attend Alcoholics Anonymous, but his recovery is left open-ended. Writing it felt very bittersweet to me personally, as someone who has been close to an addict.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of them have tooth-rottingly happy endings! But the ones that felt the most healing to me were my The Hour fic not even the rain because I had been hurting for a decade over its cancellation, and my Beyond Evil fic Splinters where I unfridged Kang Min-jeong and let her live a vibrant poly life without having to die to fuel other people's manpain. Also very much enjoyed saving Comrade Gu in my Crash Landing on You fic Allegretto, not so much for his own sake as for Seo Dan, who deserves to have everything she wants.

Do you get hate on fics?

Not really. Sometimes people have expressed disappointment. I think the most hate I got was a person on Twitter who got really upset that I wrote a ship they didn't like and in a way they didn't like, but I don't think that had very much to do with my actual fic (since they hadn't read it).

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do! Mostly het. I think I have progressed from more tender depictions to, like, trying to hone in on the slightly weird or awkward parts of sex, and also to describe the scene more straightforwardly and let people's imagination do the work for them?

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

A Six Flying Dragons/My Country: The New Age crossover, and a Rookie Historian/Sungkyunkwan Scandal crossover. Neither feels very crazy to me because the universes fit so well (the two former because they feature the same historical people and events, and the two latter because they are both fluffy fusion sageuks with perky heroines).

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yes, or at least reposted without credit.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but I would love if that happened!!!

What's your all-time favorite ship?

Gotta go with Goo Hae-ryung and Min U-won because they are sooo delightful to write, really grew on me (I didn't ship them immediately), and the fandom are such lovely people!

What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I hope I will finish all of them in time.

What are your writing strengths?

Funny dialogue! (At least I think it's funny.) Readers mostly seem to appreciate the heart-wrenching confession oneliners.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Pacing, repetitive descriptions, that classic hyperfocus on the main ship to the detriment of other characters, and action scenes. There's probably many cultural misconceptions as well, especially since I mostly write historical pieces (ranging from the Joseon Dynasty and Tang Dynasty to 1950s Britain). I try to research, but being a foreigner means that there will always be a gap.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Since I'm not a native English speaker, all my dialogue is in another language! In the kdrama fics I sometimes include familial terms, honorifics, and other forms of address in transliterated Korean, because I think that helps remind people reading it of what the sentence "actually" sounds like within the fiction, and also maybe allows them to recall what those particular words sound like when spoken by the actors of show. It gives the appearance that the fic only translates the character's "real," embodied, Korean conversation and keeps the readers immersed. At least that's my intention.

First fandom you wrote for?

On AO3 it was for Supernatural, since 15x20 enraged me enough to finally post something. But I also wrote Buffy and Harry Potter fic on FF.net when I was a kid. Including Snape/reader inserts, which I recently told a friend about and she gave me the most repulsed look I have ever seen :)

Favorite fic you've written?

I don't actually know!! Whatever Souls Are Made Of is probably one of the best pieces I have written, but all of them are dear to me in different ways.

Tagging @drivingsideways and @comfect and @elderflowergin and anyone else who wants to do it!

[ariesbilly]

i love your freaky Harrington twins au drabbles, i had an idea for another one, maybe where like a children hood friend of the twins wants to sleep with billy too, and and she kinda of acts like a cockblock for them and tries to seduce billy herself, but its all in good fun because the twins know she not being mean but its kinda like a fun little competition between the three of them over billy

(Billy is still very much a giant homosexual in this but I figured I could still have some fun lol) (also this went way into hornytown I don’t even know if it’s entirely what you asked but this got away from me lmao welp)

Warning for smut and incesty behavior and poor kink practices :) but hey…sub!billy :)

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Billy had this rule for himself: for every guy he hooked up with, he had to make a public spectacle of hooking up with a random girl. It helped ease any nerves he had about being found out. Make sure people see him acting like a heterosexual and no one will catch on that he’d rather be sucking dick. Balance out the universe a little bit.

So after his little rendezvous with the twins he’s gotta do damage control. Contemplated briefly over if that meant he had to hook up with two girls this time, but ultimately decided two guys at once should still count as one. Maybe he’s cheating the universe a little. It’ll be fine.

Anyway. A week after that all went down there’s a party. And at that party, there’s a girl. A girl with a mountain of dark curls pulled back atop her head and a skimpy little blue dress that hugs her in all the right places, like she knew exactly what she was doing when she put it on.

And she’s been eying Billy all night. Like she decided hours ago he was going to be hers and nobody, not even him, could do a damn thing about it. Fortunately for her, tonight it’s exactly what he’s looking for.

He seeks her out in the crowd, though, the way she’s looking at him as she continues swaying to the music leads him to believe she still thinks she’s calling the shots here. Whatever helps.

“Name’s Billy,” he shouts over the music, leaning seductively close to her ear.

“I know!” She grins, doesn’t offer her own name back.

“You gonna tell me yours?”

“If you don’t already know it then maybe you don’t deserve to.”

She’s cheeky. He’ll give her that.

Slipping his hand around her waist, Billy pulls her in close. She goes willingly. “Names are overrated anyway. No need to make this personal.”

She looks up at him then, devilish twinkle in her eye as her hands slide up his shoulders to his neck. “Couldn’t agree more.”

She’s not the first girl he’s kissed in Hawkins, but she is the first who’s initiated it.

It’s not bad, all things considered. Certainly isn’t igniting any flames of passion, but on technicalities alone she’s one of the better kisses he’s had.

Her lips are soft, if a little tacky from her lipgloss. Strawberry flavored. And she’s not afraid to use her tongue, and knows how to use it, too. Billy’s sure she’s made plenty of boys happy already, and there’ll only be more to come in the future. He’s just not one of them.

His eyes flicker open and land directly on the last two people he wants to be seeing right now.

Off in a corner across the room, the twins are standing side by side - James casually leaning against the wall, nursing a beer, while Steve is leaning on a hand placed by his brother’s head. And they’re just…staring. At Billy. At Billy making out with some girl. James looks amused. Steve looks… annoyed? Which is weird, considering he and Billy still aren’t on great terms, even if Billy did have the guy’s dick in his mouth the other night. That’s besides the point.

Billy’s brows furrow as eye contact remains. The whole scene is creeping him out. Normally he’s not opposed to voyeurism, but the hairs on the back of his neck are starting to stand and he needs to get the hell away from the twins’ off-putting gaze.

He pulls away from the kiss, mumbles “I need a beer,” and slinks out of the crowd towards the kitchen.

He gets about a minute and a half of solace before he feels someone pressed to his back.

“Looks like someone’s enjoying himself tonight.” James’ breath ghosts over the shell of Billy’s ear, has him flinching away and shoving the guy off, eyes darting around to make sure no one saw. They’re alone.

“Are you looking for an ass beating?”

“Mmm, that could be fun, but I’d much rather give you one.” He winks and takes a bite out of a Twizzler. Where the hell did he get candy from?

Billy rolls his eyes. “How about you give your brother one instead and pretend it’s me.” Steve bristles on the other side of the room, clearly offended by the remark, not that Billy gives a shit.

He goes to shove past James, but only manages a few steps before his wrist is being grabbed, a sickly sweet patronizing saying “Aw, c’mon William, don’t be like that.”

Billy snatches his wrist away, gets up in the guy’s face, snarling. “Don’t fucking call me that.”

James is undeterred. Stares at Billy head on with a mocking pout on his face. “You didn’t seem to mind it the other night…” He lifts a finger up to trace down Billy’s temple, in the process tucking a loose curl behind his ear.

Something snaps in Billy then. His fist rears back for a swing, but before it has a chance to connect, another voice is filling the kitchen.

“There you are!” The girl from earlier. “Was wondering what was taking you so long. Hi James!” She smiles bright. “Steve.” She’s less enthusiastic on that one. Obviously some history there Billy doesn’t care to know about.

“Heather, looking beautiful as always,” says James, all chipper like he wasn’t just about to have his shit rocked.

“Obviously,” Heather laughs. “Hope I’m not interrupting anything…” She pressed to Billy’s side, hand sliding up to his shoulder as she awaits an answer.

Billy switches back to his charming self no problem. Hand snaking around her waist like he’s proving a point, ignoring the other two boys in the room. “Not at all, doll.”

“Good. Because I was thinking maybe we could take this party upstairs…” She walks the fingers of her other hand up his chest, sharp nails scratching their path.

And Billy will take any excuse to leave this room right now, so. He smirks, squeezing her briefly before his eyes flicker to James. “Lead the way.”

They find an empty room upstairs, and they waste no time getting to business once the door is shut behind them.

Heather’s on him in an instant, hands behind his neck as she kisses him, using it as leverage to lift herself up and wrap her legs around his body. Billy can’t help but laugh, hands going to get waist so she won’t fall. “Damn, someone’s eager.”

“Parties make me horny,” she breathes before licking their lips again.

Yeah, no shit, Billy thinks.

She’s pulling his jacket and shirt down his arms as he walks her back to the bed, throwing her down on it because something’s telling him she likes it a little rough. The glimmer in her eye as she looks up at him is enough confirmation.

And then he’s on top of her, hands guiding her dress north as he mouths her neck.

She’s making quick work of his jeans, getting them as far down as his upper thigh and grabbing at his ass, clearly eager to get started.

He can almost pretend she’s someone else. Has gotten very good by now at leaving his body and pretending he’s elsewhere, where the hands on him are bigger, rougher. Where the body underneath him is solid and muscled and enough to break him in two. Where the moans floating through his ears are deep and throaty and taunting.

He’s just starting to get lost in that dream when he feels a kiss between his shoulder blades and a warm body at his back. Is gone enough to let out a soft moan of pleasure until he remembers where he is, and who he’s with, and how no one’s supposed to be behind him and-

He jumps off the bed in a fright. Sees James lounging back on the mattress, a cackle coming from his lips as Heather lays beside him, laughing, too.

“Surprise!” James sings.

“What the fuck is this?” Billy practically shouts, pulling his pants up to cover himself, but leaving them undone. His eyes dart over to the door, seeing Steve casually leaning against the frame, arms crossed over his chest. Looks decidedly less amused by the situation than the other two, but his expression remains unreadable.

“Just having a little fun.” Heather smiles, shimmying her dress down.

“Is every rich person insane or is it just the ones in this town?”

“I’ll ask at the next convention,” James laughs. Heather joins him. “Oh, come on! Don’t be a poor sport. Come finish what you started!”

James pats the space between he and Heather, and he must be out of his fucking mind if he thinks Billy’s sticking around for this shit.

“You’re all fucking crazy.” Billy grabs his clothes off the floor and marches towards the door, but as he reaches for the knob, Steve’s arm comes out to stretch across, blocking his exit. “Move, Harrington,” he growls.

Steve is undeterred. Just stares at him, unbothered. Tells him “Go back to the bed” as if he has any authority over Billy.

“You think I won’t beat the shit out of you right now?” Billy asks as he steps into Steve’s space, nose to nose.

All the response he gets is Steve’s hand suddenly at his throat, squeezing almost hard enough to cut off his airway.

“You won’t do anything, besides getting back on that bed.”

Billy would like to put up a fight. Would like to assert some authority and plow his way through Steve and leave this house and town behind him, but. He can’t deny the way his cock twitches in his jeans. How the firm hand on his throat has his brain going a little floaty. How he wants to bite at Steve’s plump pink lips until they bleed and piss him off enough to really wreck Billy’s shit. He’s so fucked.

Steve lets Billy go, and when all he does is stand there, says “I won’t say it again. Get. On. The bed.”

And Billy goes, God help him. Keeps his eyes on Steve as he backs up to the mattress, settling on the edge once the backs of his knees hit it.

He swallows thickly, waiting for what comes next. Which is Steve making his way to a chair that’s placed in the corner of the room, still in front of him.

“Heather, darling, I believe your services are no longer required this evening,” James is saying somewhere behind him. Right now all of Billy’s attention is aimed forward, his and Steve’s eyes locked on each other like they’re preparing for battle.

With Heather out of the room, the air feels thicker. Charged. Billy’s about to open his mouth to make some smartass comment, but Steve interrupts him.

“Get on your hands and knees. Facing me.” His tone brokers no room for argument, and Billy has to fight to conceal the shiver that runs down his spine. Feels like losing if he lets him know just how into this he fucking is.

So Billy gets himself into position, but he takes his time, making a show of it, knows he looks fucking tempting even if Steve just looks bored.

“Any other requests?” Billy taunts.

“Yes, actually. Jamie, I want you to eat him out. And make it good.”

Behind Billy, the bed moves, James shuffling into place. “Ooo, baby brother’s taking the reigns tonight.”

Billy sways his hips a little as his jeans are being pulled down to his thighs, spreads his legs for as much as the fabric allows them.

James wastes no time. Billy hisses as he feels the first press of wet heat at his hole, but he doesn’t allow himself to buckle. Stares straight ahead at Steve who has his eyes trained on the sight before him.

The whole thing is heady. Has Billy’s blood singing and skin tingling with electricity, cock hanging heavy between him and the sheets.

James presses his tongue inside, and Billy slumps a little, elbows bending him closer to the bed. Steve tuts.

“Stay up.”

“Or what?” Billy hates how breathy his voice sounds.

Steve smirks. Simply says, “Jamie,” and James stops. Billy has to fight back a whimper at the loss.

Steve’s looking at him with an eyebrow raised, challenging, daring Billy to make the wrong call.

He doesn’t. Just straightens his arms and clenches his fists in the sheets.

“Good boy.” Steve gives a slight nod, and James is back to business, spreading Billy open and eating him like he’s starved for it.

Billy’s eyes stay on Steve. Watch him slowly slide the zipper down on his jeans, pop the button open. Spit into his palm before taking his cock out and begin lazily stroking.

And Billy… wants. Wants to get his mouth on him, wants to feel him. Can almost pretend with James’ tongue shoved up his ass but it’s not the same. Not even close.

He’s aching for anything else, and James must be a mind reader with the way his hand reaches around to take hold of Billy’s dick. A sweet relief that lasts all of two seconds before Steve’s clicking his tongue at them like they’re dogs doing something they shouldn’t.

“No touching. He hasn’t earned it.”

And James’ hand backs away, and this time Billy does whimper because fuck, he just wants to come.

Steve seems to take pity on him. Gets up and crosses the room, hand still on his cock, stroking so slow, tempting. He stops just short enough that he’s out of reach of Billy’s mouth. Rakes his fingers through golden curls, almost reverently.

“You are a pretty one, I’ll give you that.” Tugs at Billy’s hair in a way that forces him to look up.

And Billy’s captivated. Maybe he could blame it on his lust-addled brain- that’s all it is. Nothing else. But he can’t take his eyes off Steve, or the way he’s stroking himself faster.

Steve doesn’t even have to say anything. Billy’s mouth opens on its own accord. Tongue out, waiting. Steve groans, and Billy waits til the last possible second to close his eyes, not wanting to miss the look on Steve’s face as he falls apart.

Billy’s face is a mess as he’s finally allowed to collapse onto the bed, limbs giving out like a chord’s just been snapped. His cheek pressed against a soft duvet as he stares up at Steve, mind gone foggy.

James gives a bite to ass, then a playful smack as he moves away, has Billy’s lower half wiggling futilely, but all his focus is on the vision in front of him; Steve Harrington’s looming presence, hand now soft in Billy’s curls, admiring his work. Billy catches himself wanting to be looked at like that again and again and again.

“Look at you,” Steve says, almost fondly. “Should take you downstairs and show you off.”

“Now there’s an idea,” James says, voice somewhat muffled before the sound of a lighter wheel can be heard.

It’s a nice idea, Billy thinks. Under different circumstances. To be showed off and sought after like a prize. He wants that.

What he gets instead is Steve crouching down to his level just to lean in and lick a broad stripe of his own cum off Billy’s cheek, and that’s enough to have his neglected dick kicking beneath him. And Billy groans. Because that’s about all he can manage right now, but he’s got the worst fucking case of blue balls.

Steve just tuts, patting Billy’s cheek all condescending. “Not tonight, sweetheart. But if you want it bad enough, you know where to find us.”

Steve stands up, tucking his dick back into his pants, straightening himself up. James follows him out of the room with a “Toodles!” over his shoulder.

And Billy’s so fucked.

[the-lonely-human]

I just had tge freakiest dream/ nightmare last night and I’m still thinking about it. Its hard to call it a nightmare since it wasn’t exactly a nightmare but it still freaked me the fuck out since it just felt so off. And not in the normal dream way.

Basically me and my mom were in our neighborhood just talking and having fun when this… thing appears. I don’t remember exactly what it looks like but I vividly remember its face. It had grey skin that looked burnt and its face was blurry, like it was melting into itself. It was smiling and looking right at me. Thats not the freaky part.

The freaky part is that the moment I saw it, the first thing I “thought” was, “Thats not meant to be here” and then I got this really odd feeling that whatever that thing was, it wasn't meant to be in my dream. It felt like it invaded it and entered my dream. I dont know how to describe it. The weirdest part was that I felt like I saw it before. It felt familiar. My mom also saw it and said something "Don't look at him. He'll go away soon." Then it started screaming and tried to grab me and thats when I woke up.

It was really freaky and I have no idea why I dreamed that. I do commonly have very vivid and weird dreams but they border how on being absolutely nonsensical and not so… realistic and nightmarish. I haven’t had a nightmare in years and the last one was just me failing a test i was stressed about. Idk what it was but that dream was not fun and I wish to never dream about freaky smiling grey people ever again. Goodnight.

[quietwingsinthesky]

hope it's ok to pop in here about this but re your posts on destiel vs wincest. I love destiel but I made an entirely separate blog (this one) to post about wincest bc people are. less than forgiving about it on that side of the fandom. and like being personally against it is whatever, you do you, but like the amount of toxicity just got to be too much for me and I wanted a separate space to be "weird" about my interests ya know. also just wanna say I've found so far that the wincest community is so lovely <3

(also when will people open their hearts to wincestiel....)

yeah. i don’t actually dislike destiel much at all on its face. it’s just that the community surrounding it, the way it gets talked about, the narrow way you’re allowed to enjoy it…

none of that is enjoyable to me. for the brief period of time i engaged in destiel stuff after nov 5th, i felt like i was posting from inside a panopticon where if i so much as mentioned anything slightly outside the realm of acceptability, i’d be hunted like a dog for it. (not an unreasonable assumption on my part, because i was in the community, i saw people get harassed until deactivation for the incredibly minor “crime” of say. having a kudos on a problematic fic on AO3.) had fun for a month, learned how to perform that enjoyment to still be welcome in the community, got progressively more and more stressed because i didn’t feel safe talking about anything else i enjoyed about supernatural, and now that i’m out of there and can post freak shit freely, i’m a lot happier.

(i was joking earlier about how i’ve only been insulted on here by destiel fans, but it is like. you know, between the community that was so proud of itself for being about a revolutionary gay ship and the community of people getting freaky with the blowjob brothers, i’ve only been called a slur by someone from one of those groups. hell if i know whether there’s scientific basis for a correlation of how morally righteous someone thinks their ship is and how comfortable they feel sliding into someone’s DMs to say insane shit, but anecdotally? ain’t the brotherfuckers who have told me to kms.)

putting all that seriousness aside lmao, i’m glad you’re having a good time being free to do some wincest on the side. it really is a hell of a lot of fun, and also there’s so much to get into, you know? i mean, wincest is a foundational modern ship. it was big enough in the early 2000s to shape the landscape. there’s an abundance of fic and fanart and meta that’s really just got us spoiled.

also so real so true. the world would be a happier place if people let wincestiel in. we could achieve balance in the force. two houses both alike in dignity…. they should make out sloppy. what can i say, im a threesome shipper where i see it, and castiel might be the only character in the whole show who could be in the eye of hurricane winchester and survive there.

[swag-system]

Top five ships

GO!!

imma be honest i (herbert) dont usually ship stuff (unless its my selfships) but a lot of fictives are feral abt source partners so ill include whatever these weirdos are obsessed with. not numbering cause theyre all special in their own ways

benrey + gordon feetman honestly i think theyre funny together and theyre also a lil freakyyy which is bonus points. and also our benrey is a massive homo sexual for gordon and i like benrey so im supportive LOL

miguel+ben reilly+lego peter+peter b+lyla+the spot worlds worst polycule /pos literally nobody makes content for polycules let alone polycules this big but its canon miguel himself told me to

hobie+gwen+miles theyre sweet and it makes a LOT of alters REALLY REALLY HAPPY its nice :]

i personally couldnt care less abt radiostatic but i love bullying our vox so imma put that here for the funny. its what he gets for being an alastor simp. a fucking alastor simp. in MY system. what the hell! die

bubby + dr coomer. freaky old men... old man yaoi... need i say more?

MY SELFSHIPS YAAAAAAY theyd all probably fucking hate me if they were real but i dont care i love my f/os. in my heart theyd love me forever even if in reality theyd probably think im annoying and weird <3 i wont list everyone i selfship with but i love them soo much

tf2 soldier+zhanna+demoman. shoutout to our jane shes literally the best even tho she only shows up once every like. couple months. shes literally the best

every madness combat character x every other madness combat character. i feel like none of em would be mono OR poly i think theyd be a secret third thing. and im automatically correct btw because mr hank wimble is real and lives in my head and told me so themself!!

SORRY THIS BASICALLY HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH ACTUAL SHIPPING AND WAS ALSO NOT A TOP 5 BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING IN AN ASK THIS WAS VERY FUN!! ILY ANON!!!!!!!!! /p

[hingabee]

Genuine question, for real: why do you think Kira is straight? Also why Kira/Bashir? I’ll be honest I feel weird shipping it because of the actors’ real life relationship, but that’s just me and they did seem to have a lot of chemistry in Fascination. What do you think of Kira/Damar which seems to be one of the more common F/M Kira ships in the fandom right now. Honestly I just find a lot of the femslash fandom in DS9 kinda boring: I think I’d be more into Kira femslash pairings if people wrote fics and meta for them that didn’t just feel like middle school slumber parties

the easy answer is that i watched ds9 at age 9 or 10 and rly liked kira/bashir. fascination blew kid mes mind lmfao it was my favourite episode (i know i know) i think its partially bc they simply have awesome chemistry (though julian has good chemistry with pretty much everyone on the main cast, hence him being so easy to ship) but i especially like them bc kiras taste in men is just so awful and julian IS AWFUL (pls no hate to julian lovers, i myself like him bc hes awful in many a ways) and somehow they just work in my head, especially if you look at them leaning towards post canon. its just fun little barbie dolls i can smash together idk (i also really do not care about actors/voice actors in any of my fandoms so i wasnt even aware of any irl relations until like. two years ago or smth. and yeah i dont care lmfao i dont know these people)

also yeah im not big on kiradax myself, but i rly have come to enjoy kira/ziyal (partially in thanks to the lovely @ectogeo-rebubbles and @the-last-dillpickle encouraging me) bc its just the right levels of sweet and freaky that i enjoy as for kira being straight, man i really just like joking abt it bc its funny to me with her bland men. and while my private identity is irrelevant in my enjoyment of fiction, PERSONALLY i struggle seeing her as being mostly attracted to women. ive also seen people call kira butch, and i disagree with that too. obviously everyone is entitled to their personal interpretation but i actually think kira is more traditionally feminine... femme... whatever than the other female leads (both daxes)

also kira/damar is very fun. i also like damar/ziyal and damar/mila lol my mans can get it

[troublcmakcrs]

{ ⊾ } —- favorite rp memory? / { ⋎ } —- favorite thing about the rp community? ( forces you to be nice because its funny ) / { ⊿ } this was talk about your favorite character but amma add spice : talk about your favorite sim character <3

wahhh, i had to leave the mysims rpc after a huge stupid drama blew it up (part of my decision to leave was due to me being busy with school anyway, plus it was just boring to continue in that fandom when half of my rp partners (2 people) suddenly blocked me) but my time in that fandom will always hold a very special place in my heart. it was the first tumblr rpc that i really got into, and it was back in the days of people actually interacting and sending out random asks and tagging their mutuals in random starters. even with only 5 people, a pet rock, and a shoelace in the fandom, the dash felt so vibrant and alive.

i had one ship that i really loved, travis & crystal, wherein i wrote crystal and my friend (at the time) joey wrote travis. they were high school sweethearts, the dumb blond jock boy & the bitchy sassy goth girl riddled with teen angst. and they were sooo cute 💕 i struggle to listen to songs about summer love without going back to them

i do wanna bring my mysims muses back someday, but i'm worried i'll never be able to recapture the magic that was The Thems, i'm sooo :(

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fuck you

my favorite thing about the rpc community is... honestly... just existing as a community. i love seeing everybody's writing and posts on my dash and being able to get inspired by those! while i write entirely for myself (and you should, too!) i find that my writing is better when i'm faced with other writing. there's just something about getting a really good reply from your partner, like when eli hit me with the line "an ouroboros of narcissism" or something like that, that gets me.

you know when you read something so good that your fingers get twitchy and you feel compelled to put them on the keys yourself? i live for that feeling, and it's something i don't get as easily in the fanfiction community. but in the rpc, that feedback loop is pretty much constant

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AGH... how could you make me pick a favorite sim?? :( all of the residents of sunset valley (not you, thornton wolff) have me in a fucking vice. (i'm jk, even thornton gets me, but goddamn he is terrible, but that's what's fun about him. pretty much every time i play with thornton, i make him the biggest bitch imaginable)

but ig... my favorite sim out of all of them is probably mortimer goth. he's definitely gotten the most playtime out of all of the sunset valley townies. i love going against established canon and making him marry the ghost, lolita goth, in his backyard instead of bella bachelor like he's ~supposed~ to or whatever. sb pointed out that that was very twilight-ish, and i'm like. fuck it, idc, maybe twilight has a point. it is kinda freaky, but i think it's cute. weird but cute. let me live, goddamn!!

a very close second is agnes crumplebottom, mortimer's aunt. without player intervention, she will pretty much always die loveless and alone, despite having the "hopeless romantic" trait, and that breaks my heart :( so i intervene as often as i can bc i can't stand to see her die lonely :((

she's a recurring character from... i believe the very first sims game, although she didn't come in until one of the expansion packs. and she made her debut as a crotchety old woman who beat happy lovers who committed pda in front of her with her purse, which ok.......... queen...

but also with sims 3 giving us the backstory that her fiance died right before their HONEYMOON and the implication that she's only bitter about happy couples bc she feels she lost her chance at love... she got me like :(((

(also i just looked it up and i was right. agnes was first introduced in the expansion pack for the sims, "hot date." mortimer has also been in all 4 sims games released so far, in the very base versions of all.)

[nerice]

oc ask meme! 1, 2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, 17, 19, 23, 29, 31, 37, 41, 43, and 47!

*rolls up my sleeves all the fucking way* let me introduce u to so many freaks. also linking my oc page again here not everyone's on there but for refrance!!!! this got long so im actually using the humble readmore function for once but im gonna showcase one answer up here and that is:

has anyone drawn fanart of your ocs? if yes, maybe show a picture or two here (remember sources & permissions!)

i love all the art you n charlotte have drawn but this pic you did of reina. man (i cry everytime i look at it, she's SO BEAUTIFUL here you got her down better than i have ever drawn her <33333)

first oc ever: a young girl who gets her throat taken out by a big cat at a circus performance; who is now a young boy called honey who gets his throat taken out by kizuna while he wanders the swamplands searching for his brother! :D

personal favourite oc: absolutely without any doubt or competition whatsoever this goes to sky lmao. rabbit daughter of my life <33333

have you ever adopted a character or gotten a character from someone else? nope! all organically grown ocs in my brain tbh i find the practice of adoptables etc a little weird but that's just bc it, for me personally, conceptually, just does not work at all lmao

if you could make only one of your ocs popular/known, who would it be? nightmare scenario that guarantees callout posts tbh but after reading a billion articles on traditional female villains for my thesis i am slightly tempted to blaze knowledge abt faye lmao. high femme lesbian villain (power armor notwithstanding) we need more of em <3

are your ocs part of any story or stories? only have story ocs!! if i think up a guy he comes pre-equipped with problems which i will somehow slot into the grander verse, i don't make the rules

sunshine oc: alissa!!!! tragic girl who dies too young but before then is the absolute light in the life of everyone she touches ;_; there is one au where she lives and aims to use the lifesong to help more people, in the process of which she becomes eliada's sworn enemy & also possibly romances damia. long story

troublemaker ocs: handsdown linn wins this category lol. always up to no good, a nsfw criminal menace <3

oc otp: YOU KNOW THE ANSWER TO THAT IS JUMIE/REINA. thank you for drawing them make out it gives me life <33333

introduce an oc that means a lot to you (and explain why): gestures at reina. gestures at sky. gestures harder *camera pans over i am now on the floor sobbing* yknow?

introduce oc that has changed from your first idea concerning what the character would be like: jumie used to be very mellow and leaned most strongly into the caretaking persona (it still comes out with sky a lot ;_;) but when i actually got around to writing her boy. oh boy. takes no shit and vibe checks every single person she comes across (for better or for worse) lawful good paladin behavior

which one of your ocs would go investigate an abandoned house at night without telling anyone they’re going? leah!!! unfortunate tendency to disappear on people bc of whatever piqued her interest & also knows no fear/loves freaky and spooky stuff. noah, her scaredy-dragon bodyguard, is as exasperated as he is close to a heart attack at all times

pick one oc of yours and explain what their tumblr blog would be like (what they reblog, layout, anything really) cait, avery, and jumie wld all run weapon aes focused blogs (swords, knives, spears&bows respectively) and would probably end up sending each other hatemail over their weapon preferences lmao

introduce an oc who is not quite human: kizuna!!! typical choice here lol but. fun-sized (bear shaped) omnivorous murder bunny who can shapeshift into the people she devours. has a little identity crisis from it eventually, its ok

do you have any certain type when you create your ocs? do you tend to favour some certain traits or looks? it’s time to confess: i dont set out to create ocs so much as they just show up unasked on the doorstep of my brain but i absolutely love 2 give ocs a truckload of extremely visible scars (and some hidden ones for funsies) face scars are one of the greatest honors i can bestow <3

has anyone ever (friendly) claimed any of your ocs as their child? various yeah most frequently adopted are leah (statistical daughter of all time) and belle+sky for trauma reasons lmao

[juniaships]

Amani's Die-ary (day 1)

September 4

I can't believe it's been two months since I started working here. To celebrate Tanya gave me a diary. She said that keeping diaries helps with the stress of working here. LORD let me tell you something the stress is worth actual health benefits. It wasn't as bad as when I worked at Plow's, the people may dress weird here but at least they weren't racist. Except for the boss's eldest, she gave me the stank eye the other day when I told her her daddy was in a meeting and can't talk to her that moment. I do not like that girl at all. In fact I don't think anyways around here does her very name sets off literal alarms.

Since I already had a bunch of journals at home I was worried about the extra clutter. My dreams were getting more frequent, and I often wrote them down to try to understand them. But I accepted the gift anyways. It won't hurt to have one just more book and I didn't want to be rude. Tanya's only known me for a short while and yet she's been more friendly to me than some of my ex coworkers from Plow's whom I knew for years. Even if she had a head of a bull and bright pink suits.

The cover was a gorgeous shade of green with gold glittery patterns and a face of a skull. It looked rather cute like Hello Kitty, even had a bow on its head. The pen she gave me was also the same color. "Thank you, where you get it from?" I asked.

"I got it on sale at Moles! I think you might like it seeing you like to write," Tanya said.

I have never heard of Moles before. Must be where everyone gets their silly outfits from. But it was true I did like to write in fact I write everything down because as useful technology is there's just something so pleasing about handwriting. Plus it helped to remember things when the systems shut down unexpectedly. Which were also repeat occurrences. After I thanked Tanya we went our separate ways and I got into my cubicle to start on my work.

Work was boring. You have to sit through a bunch of documents of potential clients, their personal tastes and rooms and all that good stuff that hurt my mind trying to list it all. There were times we almost got scammed us out of the more expensive items but they never go through with it. As well as securing orders, analyzing each item to make sure they weren't fake. Meeting clients were a special sort of hell as half of them couldn't even tell a kimono from a basic bathrobe. So sad and so racist.

As I stared at the screen I began to tap my new pen on the desk. Perhaps I should try out my new journal to pass the time. The first page had instructions to fill out the blanks. They were fairly simple:

Parents: Malik and Kiara Nesar

Age: 40

Killer Style: whatever fits me (and my budget) but soft materials, bright yet not gaudy

Freaky Flaw: OVERWHELMED and not really allowing myself to rest

Pet: None but I want a pitbull or doberman just to spite some ppl

Favorite activity: Journaling, but also knitting

Biggest Pet Peeve: I hate it when you do something for someone and they act so ungrateful also I don't like

Favorite Subject: History it's so fun reading how people devised so many ways to kill each other :)

Least Favorite Subject: Physical exercise I am 40 years old and can't even make it up a flight of stairs

Favorite Color: Green, it's what the younguns called "aesthetically pleasing"

BFFs: Hmmm too early to say but Tanya since she's been so nice to me since I started.

After filling it out I skimmed through the pages. Most of them were blank but they had some extra stuff. Even a coloring section. Neat!

Well.. That's kinda it really. I don't have much to write into. Maybe later tonight if something interesting happens I can write it down. For now I must direct all my focus on work. Halloween was coming up and somehow that season was one of the busiest for sales so I had to make sure to prepare.

September 5 3:05

Nothing interesting happened. Just the same old same old. As soon as I got back home I cracked open the white grape and immediately sunk into the couch to sleep. Shit's been draining and I did not feel like - oh no. I left my diary on my desk!! >:(

[faust1926]

I'm not 'evil' but I do think theres something deeply horrific about me. which is sexy

[verus-veritas]

Lunch of Revelations

"Uhm Brady... what the fuck are you doing?" Jordan looked on as his best friend had suddenly started flexing and admiring himself.

"Huh? Oh nothing. Just... eh.. wanted to check if I could crush these chopsticks with one hand. Out of fun." Brady returned his attention to his friend and give him a slight unhinged smile. The eyes that had glossed over a few minutes earlier were now its usual deep brown.

"Ok, weird, but whatever. Anyway back to what you were saying earlier. Your creepy obssessed neighbor broke into your apartment and injected you with something, right? What a creep. You should call the cops on him." His friend tried to resume the conversation they had had just prior to Brady's sudden behaviour. "What do you think was inside it?"

"Nanobots. Eh... I mean... I have no idea. Did I really say all that? Haha... ehm.. I was just joking with you." Brady looked down for a second and quietly swore fuck. "Actually, the neighbour's cool man. You should totally give him a chance. You two would be a cute couple y'know."

"What the fuck man? You've hated his guts since the moment he moved in next to you. And now you're suddenly playing wingman for him? Also, when have you ever been interested in who I date? You usually just tell me to stick with hooking up with girls." Jordan, now mighty suspicious, began to wonder if the neighbour really had done something to his childhood friend. Scrambled his brain would certainly make sense.

"Guess I've been a bigger douche than I though, huh? Well, I've changed now. I genuinely want you to be happy, y'know. Give him a shot, will you?" Brady gave him a sincere smile, with pearly white teeth and dimples on his cheek that could melt even the coldest of winter. At least it worked on Jordan, as he found himself blushing.

"Uh... yeah, maybe. Although he's not really my type. My type is... ehm.. well.." Jordan scratched the back of his head as the turned his blushed face away from his friend.

"I thought so. Well, if you don't want him what about... me?" Jordan suddenly felt Brady's rugged hand slide up against his thigh under the table. "After all, I AM your type... isn't that right... bro."

"Eh... w-wha... Brady?" You'd never seen a more beet red person than Jordan with his flushed face right now.

"I care about you. A lot. I just didn't realize it until recently. I want you, Jordan. More than anything in the world." Brady grabbed Jordan's hands from underneath and held them firmly. And his eyes said the whole truth. He was dead serious.

"W-wha, wait! I-Is this a date?!" Jordan looked down at the table, the surrounding, their clasped hands. It all made sense now! "Shit! I should've changed into something else before coming. I haven't even showered. I fucking smell!"

"I don't mind. In fact, your smell riles me up... real good..." Brady couldn't help but tease the flustered man in front of him. He suddenly grabbed his smaller friend at the back of his neck and pulled him real close. Being cheek to cheek, as Brady took a deep inhale of his friend's scent, before whispering something into his ear.

"R-right now?! But we haven't even finished our food?" Jordan said, his face and body all hot, definitely not by the chili.

"Who cares about the food when I got my snack right here!" Brady had already pulled his friend up from the table and lovingly wrapped one of his huge tattooed arms around the other's waist. "Now what do you say we go back to my place and I'll show you just how freaky I can be in bed..."

"W-what about the neighbour? What if he comes storming in again?" Jordan gulped, though the weird neighbour from next door was the least of his problems. No, it was the rumored monster in his hunky friend's pants that so many woman before had praised.

"Don't worry about him. He won't bother us ever again. In fact, I think I heard he's moving out tomorrow. Scrapping all his equipment and moving far far away. It'll be just you and me." Brady gave his soon-to-be-lover a smile and peck of the forehead before they left the restaurant in a hurry.

Of course "Brady" knew. He knew that the creepy obssessed neighbor finally achieved his "Great Transcendence" through the use of his consciousness transferring nanobots, and that he had no intention of ever coming back...