#moon knight migraine

[mebbrrr]

these bitches 😒

[sincka]

My moon boys x reader (chronic migraine sufferer) oneshot is out ! Hope you'll like it 🥰

[cctinsleybaxter]

[antagonistkas]

Artstation - Dominik Mayer

[intuitive-divinations]

Your soul is a student 🌟 … what is it learning? 🔍

Hello lovelies 😝 ! Today we’re going to divine why your soul ⚛️ incarnated on earth . So take a few deep breaths then use your intuition to pick an image. Let’s get started💜!

✨ Pick - A - Picture ✨

Look at how gorgeous these images are 😍!

Picture 1 💜

#51 Sound of the Universe, 5 of Swords Reverse, The Moon, Queen of Coins, Knight of Swords, 9 of Coins,

Group 1 your soul is here to explore the music of life! 🥹🎶 This pile reminds me of the saying “March to the beat of your own drum “. Channeled song:

I’m hearing right now you’re creating your own soundtrack for your life’s journey. Music is going to be a type of portal for your soul. My guides said that you should use music to heal your chakras if you haven’t already. It can help you find your authentic self. You have the ability to use music to shift and create your reality. You also have great potential to be a pioneer in the music industry. I’m hearing you could create/discover an entirely new genre of music 🎼 .Your soul is attracted to music because it soothes and brings peace to it☮️. You could also enjoy listening to music while working on another creative/artistic passion 🎨 . Music could enhance your creativity thus enhancing your projects. I’m also seeing you might find new ways to use music to heal others 🫂 🥹! Your spread is advising you to keep experiencing/experimenting with your connections to music 🖋️. Explore what music means to you. 💃

Confirmations: Yellow butterflies/birds 🐦🦋 , 111, 333, garden pinwheels, ballet 🩰, tuning forks, dowsing rods, watermelon 🍉, ladybugs 🐞 , bells 🔔, water 💧 sounds

Picture 2 💜

#20 Sound the Mind, 4 of Cups, The Magician, Knight of Coins, 8 of Swords, 4 of Coins, King of Cups

Group 2 , you all are my alien superstars👽🌟. Channeled song:

Your energy is otherworldly 🛸 🌌! I feel like you are a starseed. Your soul is very empathetic. I’m envisioning your soul as a child of the stars ⭐️ . You may feel lonely and misunderstood. Or possibly as though you don’t belong here. You’re not wrong about being different. You’re 🎶UNIQUE🎶 ! I’m seeing that your soul desires to share it’s divine wisdom. Specifically about the potential of the mind 🧠 . 👁️ In your own way, you will teach others how to free themselves. But first you have to break through your own self limiting beliefs, fears and negative patterns 🌀. Your mind is very flexible and quick with thoughts 💭 . On the other hand, you’re someone with a lot of mental chatter! You might be so overwhelmed with your thoughts that they eventually hinder your decisions🌪️. For example, you could feel pressured to make a lot of decisions in the heat of the moment. Which you then find out were the wrong choice. I’m hearing that you will find all the answers you need once you learn to quiet your mind. You can start connecting with your inner wisdom by taking as long as you can before making decisions. Mastering your mental/emotional selves and spreading that wisdom is very important to your soul. Your knowledge will aid in elevating the collective consciousness!

Confirmations: meditation, yoga 🧘‍♀️, self-care 🧖🏽‍♀️, vacations, pearls, crystals , animal-lover, empath, old soul, constellations, astrology, astronomy 🔭, astral projection, the color indigo, feeling like you’re running out of time ⌛️ , headaches/migraines, multiple past-lives

Picture 3 💜

#48 Surrender, Temperance, 5 of Swords, 3 Swords, The Wheel of Fortune, The Tower, 10 of Cups, 9 of Coins

Immediately, I’m feeling that your soul is here for a simple reason. Channeled song:

The human experience! Your soul craves to understand the lows and highs of the human experience. From humanity and death to relationships and society. Your soul is here to experience it ALL and then TRANSCEND. For some of you, I feel that you have a phoenix as a spirit animal. I’m imagining you rising from your ashes. You may notice that common themes throughout your life include renewal and rebirth. I definitely feel Scorpio ♏️ /Libra ♎️ placements could be significant. Your soul will come to understand the importance of both endings and beginnings. You will have alot of tower moments through life. No matter what you will always emerge stronger than ever. I was struggling to remember who your energy reminded me of and it’s Wanda!⬇️ ⬇️ ⬇️

Wanda’s story is very similar especially with her experiences involving grief, loss, vulnerability, finding her way through life, etc. We’re told that the scarlet witch is forged and not born. I feel that your soul is creating and shaping this particular human experience. Be cautious though. Don’t let your human experiences break your soul.

Confirmations: ants 🐜 , roses 🌹, vultures, roadkill, daffodils, recent breakup❤️‍🩹, 🕷️ , something burning 🔥 , mermaids, peacocks 🦚, lotus 🪷 flower, bow and arrow 🏹, rapunzel 👑, anklets, tattoos/piercings, death of a loved one, dejá vu, north node

Thanks so much 😽!!

[juneknight]

˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗juneknight masterlist˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗

☽Moon Knight☾

Drabbles: 1k or less

Idling: Masterlist: Jake keeps having to front for Marc and Steven's new girlfriend. (series, explicit, angst + future sex)

Dozing: A man falls asleep on you on the bus. (oneshot, fluff)

Drifting: A change in your hours at work has you and Steven on different schedules. (oneshot, explicit, sex)

Dizzy, Drunk: You and Jake get sidetracked on the way to your date. (series, explicit, sex)

Deeper than I Can Reach: Steven spits in your mouth. Yeah. Then Marc wants a turn. (series, explicit, sex)

Good for Nothing: Marc wants you to degrade him. (oneshot, explicit, sex)

Make Room for Me: Jake wants to knock you up, whether you want to be or not. (oneshot, explicit, sex)

Status Ailment: Marc gets a migraine. (oneshot, fluff)

Cigarette: Jake comes to you for comfort. (oneshot, hurt/comfort)

An Island No More: For once, Marc believes he has a future. (oneshot, hurt/comfort)

Fractional Focus: Steven distracts you while he reads. (oneshot, explicit, sex)

The Thing About Marc Spector: Marc is determined to make you squirt for the first time. (DRM, oneshot, explicit, sex)

Racetrack: You feel lost about your schooling, your major, and your life. Steven helps. (oneshot, hurt/comfort)

Obsessed: Marc likes eating pussy and offers to eat yours. (DRM, oneshot, explicit, sex)

Slow Degrees: Steven is shy; reader corrupts him. (series, explicit, sex.)

Take These (Sunflower Seeds): A take on the soulmate trope where a goose will lead you to your soulmate. (oneshot, fluff)

Pushing Buttons: You've been popping your bubble gum all night. (DRM, oneshot, general)

Sweet Requitement: The power goes out on campus during the winter. You and Marc stay warm. (DRM, oneshot, general)

Audible: You catch Steven reading erotica and ask him to read to you. (oneshot, explicit)

Making Trouble: Marc finds where Jake stashes his cab, and he can't help but fuck you in it. (oneshot, explicit)

Sea of Sadness: You come back to your dorm room with Marc after being assaulted at a party. (DRM, oneshot, mature, non-con)

Pleased to Please: Jake finds out that Marc has a storage unit, and he can't help but seek his revenge. (sequel to Making Trouble, explicit)

Kinktober '23: Days 1-9 were able to be completed.

Be Lost: Reader asks Marc to dominate her and it changes their friendship forever. (multichap, explicit)

[gokartkid]

maxiel 10

10. things you said that made me feel like shit

“Max I just-“ Daniel presses his fingers into the tender parts of his temples. He can feel a migraine building, the sharp point of it digging into the back of his head, “-can we not? Right now? I don’t have time for it.”

When he squints his eyes open he can just see the blurry outline of him, wide planes of his face made ugly by the sharp crease at his brow, two spots of flushed red high on his cheeks, his mouth twisted downwards.

“Oh, you don’t have time for it, of course, you do not have the time to talk to me.”

He’s angry.

A blind person could tell you he was angry, a blind deaf person. The worst part of it was that it was fair. 

Max wasn’t even spitting-hysterical-shouting furious, it was a quiet build up over too many weeks of ‘later babe’ and ‘can’t we do this some other time.’ His hands were balled into fists at his sides, fingers white and red where they were pressing into the meat of his palm.

Daniel wanted to reach out and take them, spread out his fingers and press his thumbs into the half-moon crescents laid into skin. He wanted to walk away. He wanted to- god he wanted a panadol.

“No, we can just-” he doesn’t want to say the wrong thing. He thinks that the wrong thing has already been said. “-we can, after. I promise.”

He wonders if it’s a bad thing to say that you promise something, and have it feel like throwing down a gauntlet, medieval knight style. He has an armour of silver and iron weighing him down. He wants Max to kiss a handkerchief and wrap it as a favour around his wrist.

Daniel knows that the migraine is getting bad, when he’s borderline hallucinating about being a fucking knight.

“You promise.”

Max has crossed his arms, soft t-shirt bunching at the armpits. It’s the one he sleeps in, worn in and on the verge of being full of holes. Daniel remembers running his fingers over the polyester this morning, Max’s face pressed into the pillow snoring under his breath, his soft body laid out between their sheets.

“I promise. I’ll take a walk, and then we’ll talk about it, okay?”

Max nods jerkily, an up-down motion with his head that looks like it hurts him to do. He’s tense, the long smooth line from his neck down to his shoulder solid and set.

“I don’t-“ his sentence is aborted. Daniel watches his Adam’s apple bob, the strange tendons of his neck. “-I don’t want to be, I don’t like this. Being mad.”

It’s like for a second his face crumples but he won’t let it, carved from marble, almost human.

Daniel feels like- he feels like a piece of gum squashed into the sidewalk, like an actual piece of shit. Bird shit. 

“Maxy,” it comes out helplessly, he doesn’t know how else it could be. He doesn’t reach out, shoves his hands into his pockets. Max doesn’t like it when he touches him when he’s like this, when he’s trying to make a point and Daniel distracts him. “I don’t like it either.”

“Okay,” his mouth is a flat line, tense in the corners. Daniel can’t stop looking at the red lines of his eyes, pupils blue and pale. “Go on your walk. Don’t forget your umbrella.”

“Alright. Okay.” 

It's like, dramatic irony, the drizzling when he laps around the block. The sky is a washed out grey, like it just needs to dribble about this bit of rain, needs to block the sun just enough for it to be gloomy. The smell of it soaks through the air. He can feel his jeans getting damp and stiff, steps around the puddles so they don't get all on his vans.

The taste of the migraine pill is bitter under his tongue, dissolving slowly into his bloodstream. He takes a sip from his water bottle once it's gone, washes down the flavour until his mouth is just cold and clear.

The thing about a walk, is even if you don't think you'll think, you do. There's nothing else to do once you've gotten in the rhythm of one step in front of the other, only so many times you can comment on the weather or state of the sky.

His shoes squeak going up the stairs to their apartment, echoing off the walls. He thinks that wet rubber might be in his top 5 worst noises.

Max stands up as soon as he opens the door to their place. His face is pale and drawn. He's bigger than Daniel is, but in moments like this it's hard to remember, when he seems like a kicked puppy.

"I missed you." Daniel offers. It's stupid. He's barely been gone for half an hour. He's gotten more used to saying stupid things in a relationship, the good and bad ways to not have a filter. That sometimes, the stupid things are showing that he cares.

"I missed you, as well." Max comes forward stiltedly before he tucks himself solidly against Daniel, a line of warmth when Daniel realises that he's cold.

He turns his head sideways, presses it into the side of Max's head, just against his ear in the facsimile of a kiss. He strokes his hand up and down the soft polyester t-shirt. He waits.

[forever-rogue]

Hi! Idk if you're taking requests now but I'll give it a shot. So... I'm having a bad week, hating my body a little bit more, and if you could make a fluff comfort with Steven Grant would make my day.

If you're not taking requests, just know that I really appreciate your writing and I'll be waiting for the next work. Beijos do Brasil.

AN | Steven is just the ultimate comfort, no? I hope you all enjoy! 🥰

Pairing | Steven Grant x Fem!Reader

Warnings | None

Word Count | 1k

Masterlist | Main, Moon Knight

── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──

“Hey love,” the sound of his warm, sweet voice made your heart constrict as you gave your reflection a last little once over. Turning away from the mirror, you found Steven leaning against the doorframe, watching you with a sweet smile on his face, “you’re not dressed?”

“Steven,” you tried to muster up the best smile you could, but judging from the look on his face, you were not convincing, “I was going to call earlier but totally forgot. I’m not…I don’t feel well. I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to go out tonight. I’m so sorry.”

“Are you getting sick?” a genuine look of concern crossed his features as you shook your head, “oh. Migraine or just…something?”

“Just not feeling well,” you worried your bottom lip as you concentrated your gaze on the floor, “maybe we can go out next weekend or something.”

“If you want to stay here, that’s totally fine,” he moved to stand in front of you, tentatively reaching up and putting his hand on your cheek. Part of you wanted to swat his hand away, but you knew he meant well. He was nothing but kind and he would have done anything to make sure you were okay, “we can order a takeaway and watch a movie or something?”

“It’s alright,” you put your hand on top of his and gently removed it from your face, “you can go home Steven, or go out with someone else.”

“I’m not going to go anywhere,” he promised, putting his hand under chin to tilt your face up to his. Dark brown eyes met yours as he tried to figure out what was going on, “why on earth would I ever go out with someone else?”

“You could find someone so much…better than me,” you huffed lightly, “someone that’s not like this.”

“Like what?” he asked, and he could easily see that you were torn about something. You tried to blink away the tears that were burning at the back of your eyes, willing them not to pearl up, “talk to me, sweetheart, so I try to help you.”

“You can’t…there’s nothing you can do to help,” you sighed heavily before pulling back from him and turning away. You wiped at your eyes with the sleeve of your sweater and let out a heavy sigh, “don’t laugh, but I just…I don’t like myself very much right now. I don’t want to drag you down with my negativity.”

“Is that what’s been going on, darling?” he behind you, gently and tentatively wrapping his arms around your midsection before hugging you to him. When you didn’t push him away, he took that as a good sign; a sign of both trust and love. You let your frame lean into his, and Steven rested his head on your shoulder, pressing a few gentle kisses to your shoulder. Something about his gentle touch and the warmth that radiated from him made it feel like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders, “why didn’t you say anything?”

“I didn’t want to bother you,” you glanced up and let your eyes meet his in the mirror, “besides, it’s my burden to bear, not yours.”

“If I could, I would take away all of your burdens and carry them,” he whispered, “that’s what you do when you love someone. You can come to meet about anything. You know that."

"I do," you sniffled quietly, "you've always been so good to me. You don't deserve someone like me-"

"You're right," he quickly interrupted, "you're much too good for me."

 "Steven!" there it was. A small bit of a smile tugging up the corners of your mouth, "that's not what meant! Silly man!"

"I know," he grinned as he held you tighter, "but if you think I'm about to let you talk yourself down, then you're very wrong. I love you, just as you are."

"I don't know how or why," you turned around so you were facing him, letting out a long breath, "I'm nothing special."

"That's where you're wrong, darling," he said gently as you looked at him with expectant eyes, “ just because you’re having a hard time seeing how wonderful and amazing you are, doesn’t mean others do. You are…more than special to me. Think about all the wonderful things you’ve done for me. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

“I do it because I love you,” you kissed his cheek gently, “I would do anything for you.”

“Exactly,” he tenderly stroked your cheek, “and what makes you think I would do anything less for you?”

“I don’t know,” you waved your hands in exasperation, “sometimes I wonder why you’d like someone like me. I’m just…me. I don’t look like everyone else, I feel so boring compared to others, and my mind doesn’t work like…I want it to.”

“And mine does?” he laughed lightly as you realized what’d you said. You offered him a sheepish grin, “I know what you meant sweetheart. One of the many things that I love about you is that you’re so different from anyone else. To me, you are the most beautiful, wonderful person I have ever met. Maybe you don’t see it, but I’m willing to try and show that to you every single day if I need to.”

“Have I ever told you that you’re the best person ever?” without hesitation, you wrapped your arms around him and squeezed him tightly, burrowing your face into his chest, “I love you, Steven. I really do.”

“I know,” he gently rubbed your back in soothing circles, “you show me that in everything you do. I love you too."

“I try,” you pulled back and cupped his face in your hands, ghosting your fingertips over his features, “you are my favorite person, Steven Grant.”

“And you are mine,” he turned his face to kiss your palm, “what do you say we get comfortable on the couch and order in? We can do whatever you want.”

“I think that sounds wonderful,” you agreed, the weight that had been on your shoulders slowly felt like it was lifting, “just like any time spent with you. Thank you…for everything.”

“There’s nothing to thank me for,” he insisted, “now come on, beautiful girl, let’s get our date night started.”

“Sounds perfect.”

[1donoow]

MCU REC

PT.5

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♡ - smut

Most of them are fluff

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<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post

stephen strange

Loki laufeyson

wade wilson

peter parker

moon knight

stephen strange

@that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main - found family

- a sick day

@frostandflamesfanfic - july 19th

- stephen's ruff day

@queenofspades6 - new haircut

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loki laufeyson

@ashdreams2023 - Finding a baby in the palace with Loki

- touch starved loki

- Loki variants x fem cute soft reader

- big round eyes

- Loki with a y/n who has wings

- loki falling for the mom of the group

- Loki x deaf reader

@kota-bee - early mornings

- migraines

@asgardwinter - not the alcohol

@spilledkauffie - newsflash ch.1

@rachaelswrites - meeting jane (daughter!reader)

@lokislittleprincess - Jotunheim(daughter! daughter)

@sapphireplums - being the daughter of loki

@dyns33 - the kid

- nexus

@jhennykviana - You, seven Lokis and a Thor.

- what did you do?

@frost-queen - glorious purpose

@goddessofmischief - shoelaces

@kortsitron - being thor,loki and hela's sibling

@specialagentlokitty - out duty (sister!reader)

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wade wilson

@your-next-daydream - wade w/ a equally chaotic reader hc

@paranormal-pajama-phantom - ___

- reaction to seeing wade's face

@lunagojo - romantic headcannon

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Peter parker

@deathlycupidd - princess parker

@fbfh - hc (stark!reader)

@sourcherryandsprinkles - ___

@beautifulbuckys - perfume allergy

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Moon knight

@iamcalmdammit - of dreams and nightmares

- like father, like daughter

@ashdreams2023 - steven grant with (winged!reader)

@imaginingmarvelandeverything - ___ (scarletwitch!reader)

@realworldsucksendhelp - i will always love you

@ijustwant2write - the necklace

@yoursecondfirstlove - little muffin pt.1

@steven-grants-anxiety - goodbye kisses

@owlls-n-phrxgs - anpu

@80pairsofcrocs - baby scarab 1

@theseawakes - ___(teen!reader)

@a-edgar-allan-hoe - gods and monsters (goddess!reader)

@mement0m0rri - i want you to feel safe

@girlwithwolftatoo - moon boys with a harley quinn type s/o

- the moon boys getting a silent treatment

@captain039 - the gods with us

@fxckingghxst - Steven Grant has a crush on you

@just-a-bit-of-a-nerd - them reacting to reader being a US agent

@dearlawdimasimp - mission failed successfully

@hellurbba - coffee and kisses

@ofstarsandvibranium - spector-grant family

@lockleysfav - safer in my arms

@dragon-kazansky - plenty of cuddles for everyone

- you looking out for steven

- forehead kisses

@cosplayproblemsposts - behind the charm

@mkfluffluv - comfort

- Moon Knight Boys Helping With Writer’s Block

- keep the secret?

- tastes like apple juice and peach

- he doesn't mind

@odyssey0fthesolum - How the moon boys and Khonshu would react to you hosting Venom

@bibli0thecary - perfect

@slightlypossessed - sleepy thief

@wysteria-clad - cucumber face mask and fist of vengeance

- calling the moon boys by their names prank

- not saying i love you back

- the unicorn sticker

- moon boys' reaction to seeing you casually naked for the first time

- our little thing

- when they decided you are 'The One'

- to build a home

[sincka]

I know I don't post much but I'm writing something for you (especially you chronic migraine sufferers 👀) and it's a moon boys x reader oneshot. Almost done, then I'll need to translate it and it's yours 😘

[jupitersmoon167]

My obsession of Moon Knight is starting to take over my creative thought process. I just came up with the idea of a Moon Knight x teen!reader where the reader is the daughter of Marc/Steven (with Jake being more like an uncle figure towards the reader) and Layla. But here’s the kicker: she’s from another dimension where her parents are dead and has taken up the mantle of Moon Knight after her fathers passing.

In my delusional state (I’ve been bedridden with a massive migraine for the past few hours unable to fall asleep), I’ve come up with a plot where America Chavez winds up in the readers dimension (where Marc/Steven/Jake and Layla were both snapped, but never returned cause the avengers never got the stones back, leaving the reader on her own), and the reader decides to join America and protect her from multiversal threats coming to take her power. This all leads to Multiverse of Madness, and after the events of the movie, the reader stays on Earth 616 since she has no one to go back to on her own Earth.

I’d imagine this would take place after Season 1 of Moon Knight, so Jake is Khonshu’s avatar without Marc/Steven knowing. So when Khonshu (of Earth 616) senses another avatar of his, he sends Jake to investigate and to dispose of the “imposter” (when in reality it’s the reader with her own Khonshu (who btw is very protective of her and has become a surrogate parent of sorts to her since her parents were blipped)).

This leads to them fighting, they’re both trading killing blows (which don’t work cause they’re both healing from the suits), and the reader doesn’t know who exactly she’s fighting (other than it’s this Earth’s Moon Knight) until the last second when she recognizes Jake’s voice. And in a moment of disbelief, she whispers “Tío Jake?”

And then…….yeah that’s all I got. There’s bits and pieces after this, but I think I’ve shared enough for one post. Might share more later (who am I kidding, of course I am, I have no self restraint whatsoever).

Edit: I finally made the character sheet for Elina Spector for those who want to see it

[cacophony-eg]

Apologies to my readers and mutuals for not being very active for the last couple of months.

Abridge Summary: Since summer I’ve been dealing with wildfire scares, soon fallowed by personal health struggles, so I haven’t been in the best mental/creative state…

Now that the rain has returned and my health is on the mend, I’m eager to get back into writing my fanfics and drawing fan art again. I’m going to try and get the next part to Moon Knight and Sun King done by the end of the weekend, though it will be shorter than I originally planned I really want to get something posted for my readers, as many of you have been so patient and supportive I really wanna give something back as thanks. =3

If you wish to know more, I’ll put a more detailed explanation under read more:

I’ve touched very briefly on here that I live in BC Canada and the wildfires that swallowed up most of the province during this last summer. (I’m not sure how many people are aware of how bad the fires were here, if interest I’m sure a google search or even a search on Tumblr will give a quick idea of what state of thing here were like.)

First I want to say that I’m lucky and very grateful, I didn’t loose my home during the fires unlike many other people… I know I just said I would go into more detail here but as I was trying to write about my experiences and stresses. It felt hallow compared to people who’ve lost their homes, or work place, or other important close to their heart thing, to the fires. So I’ll just say Rain has returned and the fires are gone now, and even though it doesn’t magically bring back what the fires took, the rain does feel like a welcomed relief.

In regards to my health for the last few months I’ve been struggling with long haul C-19 symptoms. (Sadly around the time I contracted C-19 it overlayed with the fires so the smoke didn’t do my capabilities to breathe any favours). It’s felt like a domino effect as my struggles with breathing, led to me having struggle with sleeping, the lack of sleep then caused my heighten anxieties to be extra sensitive. There were times my mind was in such a fog that I thought of something that trigger me into having an anxiety attack that triggered me to go into a coughing fit and when I was done with the coughing fit, I couldn’t even remember what I was thinking about before the coughing fit! I would like to say this only happened a few times, but sadly for almost two weeks that’s just the vicious cycle my brain and body was in.

But again I’m lucky and I’m grateful, as I have wonderful housemates that helped take care of me, and so glad that my main job has great remote options that allowed me to (somewhat) keep working and more importantly keep getting paid while I was sick. (Though in truth my work days were mostly me working for maybe an hour or two, before crashing and then trying to do more work for a couple more hours before crashing again/getting an aura migraine rendering me unable to work till it passed. Very slowly getting tasks done as I went.)

Basically for the last few months I’ve been struggling to function enough to do what I need to do to survive and had no energy to do much else, but I am getting better, slowly but surely. I’m going to do my best to keep working on my creative projects such as my fanfics and fan art, but it’s going to be slow going as I’ve fallen behind on a lot in my life that needs to be caught up on as well.

For now I just want to say thanks for taking the time to read this and I hope to make more for all of you to enjoy soon. ^-^

[virtie333]

20 fanfic questions

Thank you, so much @otterandterrier for the tag!!!!

How many works do you have on AO3?

97. Though I plan to start posting #98 on Monday!

2. What's your total AO3 words count?

813,847 (!!!!!!!!!)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Star Wars (sequel trilogy mostly, but some original trilogy), The X-Files, and currently working on my first Moon Knight fic.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Kinetic (Damerey) - 245 Flight 814 (The X-Files) - 161 Eyes In the Night (The X-Files) - 160 My Best Friend's Weddings (Damerey) - 144 Let's Get This Show on the Road (The x-Files) - 127

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Absolutely! I love kudos, but I live for comments. I don't always know what to say (other than 'thank you' and 'i wish i could hug you'), but I will always do my best to show them my gratitude.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Well, I always write happy endings... unless I'm writing a series and I know I can drag it out a bit. Which means my angstiest ending was probably Let's Face the Music and Dance. I knew I was going to continue it, so I purposefully left it as a cliffhanger.

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

Almost all my fics have happy, sappy, fluffy endings.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not really. I have had one person complain about me calling my AUs 'Star Wars' because I could 'put any character in the story,' and I did get couple of complaints from Reylo fans because I tagged Rey/Ben (past relationship) on a Damerey story. This, of course, made me laugh. I can't even tell you how many times Reylo stories turn up in the Damerey tag. But, I've always been polite (if firm) in my responses.

9. Do you write smut. If so what kind?

I do. Back in my X-Files days, I had one reader call it 'classy smut.' I feel my style has changed a bit, but I hope it's still 'classy'! LOL It's mostly 'vanilla,' and will always be full of emotion, but I'm always willing to test my boundaries.

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

Nope. I've never felt the urge.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I was once told that one of my X-Files fics was stolen years ago, but I could never find any evidence.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I have. I know I was asked for my permission on an X-File fic years ago, but I can't remember which fic or what language. Same with a Damerey fic more recently. I remember which fic, and I'm pretty sure I remember who asked, but I can't find it, so either it was deleted or my memory is faulty.

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Way back in the day, myself and a few other crazy X-File writers did a 'round robin' fic that got waaaaay out of control. We never finished it, and I have no clue if it's still hanging out on the Internet somewhere. BTW, I'm still friends with a couple of those writers; one of them was with my on my 50th birthday in Disneyland earlier this year!

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

It's got to be Rey and Poe, the ship that never was. I still believe we were robbed. I adore them so much, however Mulder and Scully will always be special to me, too.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I will always finish my stories. If I don't, then you know something horrible happened to me.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I don't really know. I have been told that I am the 'queen of angst' and I've also been told that I write believable and realistic dialog.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I can't stay on a consistent schedule. Part of this is due to my physical and mental health, I'm sure, but for every chapter I write, I've tried writing it ten times unsuccessfully first. Something (migraine, exhaustion, anxiety, stress, work) always gets in my way.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I tend to make Poe Latino in my AUs, since Oscar Isaac is, but my Spanish sucks. I try to use as much as I can to give credit to him and his heritage, but not enough to embarrass myself. If I wasn't so busy trying to write these stories I might get down to actually learning the language!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Wrote for? Star Wars. Han and Leia. I also wrote for Jack and Jennifer from Days of our Lives. Alas, none of these stories were ever read by anyone else (unless my mom snuck a peek). The X-Files was my first 'published' fandom.

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

This is so hard! I actually really love them all. I don't understand writers who can write something and then try and forget about it. I think I put too much of myself in my stories. El Halcón will always have a special place, as it was my first Damerey AU. Kinetic is also pretty special, not only because it's my 'greatest hit,' but because it was the story that helped me through my suicidal era. My first X-File fic, The Letter, and my first Damerey fic, Rising, are both very close to my heart. Other faves include The Secret, Naboo, I See You, No Molestar (my first and still best drabble), The Back Corner (smut!), Tempest, Blind Faith, and She Makes Him Laugh. I'll stop there!

Tagging a few writer friends, if you want to do it! @randomfoggytiger, @my-secret-shame, @soft-girl-musings, @campingwiththecharmings, @the-little-ewok, @writefightandflightclub, @sperastella, and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it (it's after 1 in the morning, and I should be in bed!)

[foxgloveinspace]

LMAO I’m so sorry I lured you in with my weird and then OH GOD SHES SPICY?!?! 😭😹🫶🏼💀🖤 bahahaha omggg I wonder how many others I’ve tricked accidentally. I PROMISE IM WEIRD ABOVE ALL 🙏🏼😭😹

Anywho!!! Hi hi hi!

I’m sorry I’ve been so few n far between, studying (and palworld……oops) has been getting the best of me recently! I hope you’re doing well my dear friend!

I’m getting ready this week to go see The Prize Fighter Inferno, Claudio Sanchez of Coheed and Cambria and his wife’s side project; they’re something special. Very different. Electronic lullaby vibes. I feel like you may like them, so here’s a couple suggestions!

-Death Rattle.

-Virtual Pioneers.

-Run, Gunner Recall, Run! The Town Wants You Dead!

-Roll For Initiative.

-She’s The Brains, My Sweetheart.

Ahhh I hope you enjoy them!!! Iloveyouuuuu!!!

🖤 @a-little-lynx

Hihi Cass!!

Thank you for the music recs, I put a few on while I was doing dishes, I did really enjoy it! I’ll have to give them more of a listen sometime. (A few of the songs reminded me kinda of Half-Moon Run? In a way… something about how the words are sang, haha.) I Really liked Death Rattle, and I hope you have a lot of fun at the concert!!!

Never worry about being busy please!! You’re all good. How has Palword been treating you, haha. I watched a streamer play it a little bit, but I don’t have anything to play it on right now lol.

I’ve been, ok… I figured out my increase in migraines was cause I was binge playing video games on the weekends like when I was a teenager. And I need less screen time in my life now. Which sucks cause I’ve been really enjoying Hollow Knight. And I feel like limiting the play time will be really hard for that game haha.

Other then that not a lot has been going on for me? Mostly hobby stuff really. Been reading more, im finally in the mood to knit again, so I started a new project today, and it’s a sweater which will mostly be in the round which is good, cause I can read on my kindle and knit at the same time that way😂.

I don’t know if you’ll enjoy them, but I found this band on Saturday and I’ve been listening to their EP a lot. It's kinda. I don't know it's hard to describe. It's jazz? electronic, jazz. with 70s vibes. and reminds me of Legend of Zelda somehow, haha. The band also wears sparkly jewl masks, and a mask is always a plus to me!!

I've also been listening to a lot of pop? I've been putting Troye Sivan on repeat again, oof. Idk why his stuff reminds me of Midwest winters.

[juneknight]

Hurt request! Marc with a mirgraine

Thank you! Marc is having a migraine with aura 🤍

About this: Marc/gn!reader, migraine, very soft.

*

“Catch!”

Marc doesn’t catch. His hands come up reflexively, but the mug glances off of his fingertips and falls to the linoleum where the ceramic shatters. Both you and Marc stare at it, as if the laws governing physics should not have applied.

Marc never misses. This is a routine long ago established: after meals, Marc washes, you rinse. You dry, then you toss to Marc, admiring the quick reflexes he during his more nocturnal activities. The Moon Knight ones. Not that his reflexes don’t come in handy during other nighttime endeavors—

“I’m so sorry,” you say, meeting him down on your knees at the site of impact. “I thought you had that one.”

“I thought I did too,” Marc says. He watches your hands as you carefully pick up the largest shards. God, it was your favorite mug, too. But such is life.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Marc waving his hand in front of his face, the way someone else might do if he were dazed and unresponsive.

“What is it?” you ask.

“There’s something in my vision. I can’t see.”

You drop the shards of ceramic and kneel up so that you can cup his face and turn it towards you. His eyes look fine to you, brown and warm, a little bloodshot, a little confused. Your brain begins to process the worst case scenarios: a tumor? A stroke? “You’ve lost your vision?”

“Just in one spot, but it’s right in the center. It’s—glittering.”

Your shoulders drop. “Any funny zig-zags?”

“No. Or, wait, yes.”

“It’s a migraine. Sometimes they come on like this. Have you had migraines before?”

“Yeah, but they didn’t start like this. Those just hurt,” says Marc, rubbing his eye with his open palm. You gently take his hand away.

“The hurt is probably coming. We should get you in bed.”

“What? No—I’m fine—“

You roll your eyes. “To bed with you. Unless you plan to summon the suit and see if it helps with less traumatic status ailments.”

“Status ailments,” he snorts, letting you guide him to the bed where he sits heavily on the edge. “You play too many video games.”

“Can’t talk; you’re losing HP. I have to get you supplies.”

“Go talk to the guy with the cart at the building entrance, maybe he sells potions with his brooms,” Marc calls wryly.

By the time you get back, he is sitting with his elbows on his knees, head in his hands. The way he squints up at you at the sound of your arrival tells you everything you need to know.

“Come on, love, lay back.”

You give him a warm, wet cloth to rest over his eyes while you shut the blinds. The flat already maintains a nice level of perpetual darkness, but it can’t hurt to be safe.

“That guy with the cart does strike me as an NPC,” you whisper, crawling in bed beside him. He hums, hand reaching out to grasp your own tightly.

“Thank you,” he murmurs.

You card your fingers through his curls, massaging his scalp. He can’t see your smile, but you smile anyway. “Anytime.”

[gratuitousauxiliatrix]

Alternate Kanaya List 2: Electric Boogaloo: Into the Kanayaverse: Definitive Edition (featuring Dante from Devil May Cry)

??? Blood, Shynaya Shy Clumsy that enjoys cooking and also eating Somehow ended up becoming some rich troll's sugargrub (they've never met) Knight of Space Heavyset, belly heavy

Rust blood, Spynaya Debonair spy with a penchant for getting caught (Loves it) Chain sickle Leaves you a loveletter with a smoochmark once she escapes Maid of Space Curvy, somewhat short

Bronze blood, Cownaya Just a kindly farmtroll Saw May or may not be inflicted with a moobeast curse Accidentally smothers you with her big naturals Page of Space Average height, huge booba, even huger and taller when moobeastified, tumby

Gold blood, Nerdnaya Hasn’t seen the moon or her glasses in sweeps (They’re on her head) *Blows mind honey vape in your face* Apathetic e-girl streamer Mage of Space Bottom heavy, flat chested

Olive Blood, Collegenaya Is constantly late for her classes Happy go lucky and quirky monster hunter may or may not have learned social skills from weird troll anime and manga at least a lil yandere Knife Heir of Space Athletic bodytype, slightly topheavy

Jade blood, Kanaya You know who it is

Teal Blood, Businessnaya High ranking manager of "Troll Corp." She may of killed the rest Prone to migraines Takes her stress out on interns and other business trolls lower on the business echeladder than her Chain and Collar Seer of Space Soft Hourglass

Blue blood, Serketnaya Casinonaya Totally not the head of some criminal organization Bet, literally Riggs your games lewdly Chaingun Thief of Space Sometimes lorge, sometimes svelte Variety is the spice of life

Indigo blood, Guardnaya Stonefaced bodyguard for hire Doesn't talk much, prefers one word sentences Very professional, will protect the client for the entire contract and not a second more Heir of Space Very Muscular, built like a brickhouse

Purple blood, Clownaya Hijinx abound Pulls a line of hankerchiefs from your nose and strangles you with it Kills you with a comically oversized saw Bard of Space Constantly changes bodyshape, yours and hers

Violet blood, Swordnaya Two swords, one for fun, one for business Fell in love with a girl It was one sided and it left scars on her face Prince of Space Amazonian Bodytype

Fuchsia blood, Jewelnaya Rich bitch minus the bitch, most of the time Sugar mommy vibes Can hear her jeweled armbands clinking from a mile away Chainsaw Trident Hyper Hourglass Witch of Space