#not enemies not lovers but a secret third option

[aimbutmiss]

I've said this a lot (a lot of people have actually) but I will say it again because we got two seconds of cross guild in the new opening and I can't stop thinking about them:

Cross guild is the funniest and most random dynamic to exist ever. How did Oda even come up with the idea like what was the thought process

"I bet you can't come up with the most ridiculous trio and make it work so hard that they become the most iconic trio to ever exist"

"alright bet"

[bigcats-birds-and-books]

lovers of hardbacks, unite (or, more likely, divide)!

dear reader! hello! do you enjoy hardback books? do you love having opinions and pressing buttons on tumblr dot com?? then oh, boy, do i have just the poll for you!!

say you're reading a hardback book that comes with a dust jacket--a book you own, perhaps, or have borrowed from a loved one or lifelong rival or sworn enemy, or anywhere else besides the library (for the purposes of this poll, we must both Have and Be Able To Remove The Dust Jacket, i'm sorry, it's very important for Science™).

please answer for your IDEAL/MOST COMMON COURSE OF ACTION--weird exceptions need not apply (unless you want them to, or you want to holler about said exceptions in the tags/replies/reblogs. i don't know your lifestyle, but i DO want to know your polarizing opinions on the care and keeping of dust jackets) (you can also holler about why you chose what you did in general, even without weird exceptions. in fact, i look forward to reading this Discourse).

***this is SPECIFICALLY ABOUT HARDBACKS, please don't skew my science with paperback propaganda :( i myself tend toward a paperback way of being, but right now Inquiring Minds Need To Know About Dust Jackets and Dust Jackets Alone***

[redravenblogs]

☆ ★ Alastor Shipping Alignment Chart ★ ☆

Descriptions under the cut.

Wholesome alignments:

No one ♥ Sensible-Wholesome ♥ Ace Alastor. Affirming and objectively correct. It's canon, and you're sticking to it.

Charlastor ♥ Neutral-Wholesome ♥ Yin and yang, and maybe redemption. You want something that's good for both of them.

RadioDust ♥ Horny-Wholesome ♥ They're both fucked up in different ways, but maybe they can get less fucked up together. (With lots of fucking.)

Neutral alignments:

RadioRose ♥ Sensible-Neutral ♥ Friends-to lovers whose vintage aesthetic is a key component of their relationship. You know the type.

Selfship/OC Pairing ♥ True neutral ♥ Obviously. Does this need further explanation? This is the bingo free space.

RadioApple ♥ Horny-Neutral ♥ Why have conflict when you could have sexual tension instead? More "rivals-to-lovers" than "enemies-to-lovers," since they're technically on the same side (for now). But who's "Daddy?"

Fucked Up Alignments:

RadioHusk ♥ Sensible-Fucked Up ♥ They do have that whole soul-deal thing going on. Is it a kink? Is there resolution and forgiveness for it? Stockholm syndrome? DD:DNE? So many flavors to choose from. All of them angsty.

AlMimzy ♥ Neutral-Fucked Up ♥ Does Alastor finally reciprocate her unrequited crush? And who's the bad influence on whom?

RadioStatic ♥ Horny-Fucked Up ♥ True enemies to lovers. Or just hate fucking. (Or the secret third option: Vox being obsessed and Alastor fucking with him because he likes to make Vox suffer from how badly he wants Alastor - my favorite.)

☆ ★ ☆

(Please take all this in good fun. No judgment for any of these ships. ♥)

[the-slumberparty]

🍨Navy & Roo's Sundae Bar🍨

Welcome to Navy and Roo’s Sundae Bar! 

*rules at the bottom*

𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕦𝕣, 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕠𝕡 𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 (𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕒𝕝 𝕠𝕣 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟) 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤. 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕦𝕣. 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕖𝕩𝕥𝕣𝕒, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕒 𝕥𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕥! 

*Click below the cut to see more.*

🍧Vanilla: ‘only one bed’ - a classic flavour for a classic trope. Your characters are stranded and they have to share a sleeping space. 

🍧Chocolate: a secret revealed – for a flavour as dark and rich as chocolate, you need a secret just as delicious. One (or more) of your characters has a dirty little secret revealed. 

🍧Strawberry: berry picking – isn't it obvious? Fresh strawberries are best and berry picking is a sweet summertime activity. Your characters go berry picking, how their adventure ends is up to you. Fluffy, smutty, or even, dark. 

🍧Neopolitan: love triangle – three's a crowd! Whether it’s poly, a crush on someone taken, a third wheel date, or a spicy threesome, there’s more to love in this combination. 

🍧Black Cherry: enemies to lovers – a dark flavour has a sweet tang. So your characters go from one extreme to the other, hate to love. 

🍧Mint Chocolate: the loner – mint chocolate is an acquired taste, so it is that one of your characters is of a similar flavour. A loner is brought out of their shell. 

🍧Cookie Dough: bakery au – cookie dough proves that a bit of baking can make anything better. Your characters now live in a bakery au, whether they work there, or come as customers, they can’t resist the sweet aura. 

🍧Cookies and Cream: soulmates – it's a match made in heaven and without one, the other just feels incomplete. Your characters are soulmates, but how their fates align is up to you. 

🍧Rocky Road: rags to riches – it's been a long road. Cinderella, a lottery winner, a sudden inheritance. You decide how your character gets their windfall. 

🍧Pistachio: rare pair – pistachio isn’t the most popular, but it’s there. Your pairing isn't a common one, but we know you can make it delicious. 

🍧Bubble Gum: slow burn – a bit of chewing is in store. So we will anxiously savour the slow burn between your characters. 

🍧Butter Pecan: mutual pining - a pecan isn’t the same as a pine nut, but it’s close enough. We want to see your characters yearn and even lust all while facing obstacles; whether their own fear of rejection, shyness, or social expectations, they just can’t get to each other. 

🍧Birthday Cake: secret admirer – it doesn’t have to be your birthday to have this flavour. And your secret admirer leaves you gifts every day, but just won’t give you the one thing you desperately want: their identity. 

🍧Butterscotch: childhood friends – every kid likes butterscotch. Your characters have been friends forever, but could they be more? 

🍧French Vanilla: stranded/locked in - vanilla, but make it fancy. Forced proximity to the max. Whether your characters have to work together to escape or survive, or just need to wait out the night, they’re stuck together. 

*toppings are optional, you do not need to use one for your submission.

🥄Sprinkles: a special event - a wedding, a party, a baby shower; make your setting a special get together. 

🥄Chocolate Syrup: established relationship – your characters are already involved, with each other or someone else, adding a bit of messiness to the plot. 

🥄Graham Crackers: flashback – a brief trip into the past reveals something important. 

🥄Gummy Bears: bad luck – your character is just having a bout of misfortune. 

🥄Bananas: eavesdropping – your characters overheard something they shouldn’t have, or misinterpreted a whisper. 

🥄Cherries: meet-cute – this can be fluffy or a stereotypical first meeting gone wrong 

🥄Toasted Almonds: heartbreak – your character is going through a heartbreak 

🥄Oreos: marriage of convenience – your characters marry for the greater good, but maybe not their own 

🥄Peanuts: revenge – someone's getting revenge 

🥄Caramel: drunk/delirious/not in their right mind – one or more of your characters is not thinking straight 

We encourage sundae bar patrons to share this post, both to boost this challenge, or for your own purposes (requests, etc). Thank you all and enjoy your ice cream! 

This challenge is open to all fandoms and characters.

🍒Dark creations are accepted but we will not accept underage, incest, or bestiality. Please don’t forget to add warnings to your works appropriately.

🍒For written pieces, there are no word count limits, but we do ask that you add a “read more” beyond 500 words.

🍒We hope that creators can create an inclusive work and encourage writers and creators to use appropriate tagging, ie, f!reader, etc..

🍒 For this challenge, we will accept sequels or continuations to previous works. Please be sure to link the original work in your submission.

🍒Creators may submit three pieces of each medium (up to three visual pieces and up to three written pieces)

🍒Be kind to yourself and to others. We are here to support and include each other.

🍒This is an event for the summer, with a final due date of September 8 for late submissions.

!Tag this blog in your submission so we see it!

[thehistoriangirl]

The Delirium of Still-Lifes [One]

Putting a unrelated gif of the blorbo because I haven't done the headers yet :D and because looook at hiiiim sirrrrr i wanna be ur hexcore--

Happy Halloween! <333

Vampire!Viktor x Fem!Artist! Reader----1.2K---SFW

> MASTERLIST -> Next

Synopsis:

Debts are paid with blood.

After a visit from death and ending all alone, you had no other option than to become like your late guardians—seeking refuge in the shady business where rewards are as high as the risks.

Your latest mission: steal and forge an expensive painting from a secretive private collector to complete the series of your current boss, and thus finally pay off the burden you still carry.

Debts are passed on by blood.

When infiltrating ends up being harder than planned, you have no choice but to apply as a working staff. Though working inside isn’t as easy as it seems, with all the strange noises echoing at night, and the random droplets of crimson staining the floors, the endless hallways with their flickering lights.

There are eyes always watching, whispers carrying secrets—and of course, the hidden painting that would define your life forevermore.

Maybe freedom can be given without the need of blood.

General Tags (per usual, spoiler-y): Gothic AU | Vampire AU | Haunted House | Enemies to Lovers (?) Kinda | Slow Burn | Strangers to Lovers | Dark Magic | Curse | Forced Proximity | Mentions of a firearm (revolver) | Spooky/Slightly Disturbing Imagery |

Ruins, fragments of a gilded past that had died with the house’s owner.

The building itself seemed to mourn; the curtains in the gigantic windows dirtying, sending grey hues against the dusty floor that clung to your footsteps, in the need of company after so many years of oblivion.

Yet there were strange signs of life blooming in the corners of the rooms; there where the furniture wasn’t covered in ghostly bedsheets, with no presence hidden behind them, waiting to haunt you.

Your boss was right—someone was renovating this house, which meant you had to find the forgotten painting, and soon.

The house creaked, breathed alongside you the further you went, the flame of your oil lamp flickering with each step, morphing you into a monster just like the ones the stories said haunted here at night.

From the second floor, you heard the slam of a door. The little hairs on the back of your neck rose with a blow of chilling wind, almost whispering to you to run away.

But you couldn't—there was no escape in that rusty gate you crossed, almost devoured by wildflowers. There was no escape out of the life blood that had tied to you, out of the debts death hadn't erased.

Closing your eyes, tucked in a corner with your back against the wall, you remembered the plans of construction for the house. The third floor was the office and library, your last option. In the second, all the bedrooms were divided in the East Wing, for the members of the late Ulhir family; and in the West, for all their guests. Unlikely.

The first floor, however, was meant to be the gallery, the nursery, and the music room.

A burned and draped carpet was laid over the spiral staircase that submerged in the darkness. However, you only need to go so far. An empty music room, a desolated nursery, all but bare of paintings, though the outline of their places hung in the wall prevailed.

Then, it was the shadow.

A dash of black against the discolored grey of the ruins, of something almost alive—certainly, if it moved that fast. From under the stairs like all monsters crawled under beds in those children’s stories, to the ballroom with the broken chandelier at the right.

Your palms were sweaty while taking ahold of the revolver, the metal becoming sticky and hot too quickly.

Monster or not, you doubted something could survive a dozen bullet wounds. If only you could finish with the monsters in your life so easily.

How the thing had been under the staircase? Nothing was supposed to be under it, only the wall where there was barely a corner to hide, or so the house plans said.

Aiming to the dark, the sensation of being accompanied by something had vanished, leaving only a cold void that could taken as relief when you saw the secret door.

Contrary to the other wings in the house, this gallery’s entry was tucked beneath the staircase, similar to the structure of a wooden decorative wall a simple ebony door, almost drowned in the shadows of midnight, with the clock suspended in the south wall of the foyer chiming so hard it made you tremble.

But with the cacophony, you could open the creaky door without a problem, still thinking that someone may be watching you.

The once spotless, dark ebony floor was covered in the ghostly veil of dust, welcoming your presence with avidness, marking each step you took inside as if the gallery had missed company, with all the unfinished portraits looking at you with the impassive gaze of eternity.

You almost dropped the slippery gun, tucking it behind the belt cinching your dark pants together.

All dozens of paintings, gold-framed and slightly crooked hung on the walls, none of them the ones you were looking for. These merged with the chaos of the desk, stains of color, and unfinished lines like paths leading nowhere.

Except for the one ahead of you; free of furniture, with the floor opening a path to show a bare wall where a lonely easel stood in front of a mirror, the canvas barely visible beneath the web of black scratches covering what once was a sketch.

Not only a sketch but a self-portrait, if the mirror was clue enough.

Opaqued by dust, you could barely see your reflection in it, passing your gloved hand over the surface to let you see the shameful image of what you have become. A liar, just like your parents. A thief. Would your parents be proud of you?

Probably. And such realization hurt so much more.

“I wasn’t aware I’d had guests for dinner.” A voice said, its strange cadence echoing in the still room. “And such a familiar one, at that.”

Your scream mixed with the thud of the canvas falling to the ground, turning to see the tall silhouette of a man leaning against a column, barely some feet away from you, two golden beacons as eyes piercing through the dark to keep you frozen in fear.

“W-wh-who are you?!” you said, trembling fingers trying to pull out the lent revolver, unsuccessfully. Part of you tugged at the sudden dèjá-vu, the cloaked man. Death.

It was Mr. Ulhir, of course. The owner of the manor and the one you were meant to steal from. The one that had died… years ago.

I’m talking with a ghost.

“I believe you shouldn’t be the one asking questions, should you? What are you doing in my house?”

“This can’t be your house—this… this place had been abandoned for decades!” You stopped, thoughts pouring into your brain. “Oh, I get what this is. You took this place for yourself and now you feel the owner…” you spat, walking toward him, just to discover that said beacons were too, too high up.

I’m talking with a ghost.

Your grasp on the revolver tightened, his eyes flickering down to where you kept it hidden in your back.

The man chuckled. “Well, this is getting interesting. What are you hiding there?”

Feeling bold at his taunt, you aimed your revolver toward him, only to feel cold, gloved fingers wrapped around your wrist as soon as you raised your arm. His presence leaning against yours, the soft cotton of his shirt brushing your cheek.

He was cold, yet solid.

He was no ghost.

You tried to yank away, but his grasp was like iron. Huffing at the effort, your eyes got drawn to the mirror, hoping the moonlight could at least decipher the outline of this sudden presence.

Alas, all that you could over its broken surface were a dozen of reflections of you, completely alone in the room.

“Truly unfortunate,” the man said, his free hand guiding your gaze away from the mirror and into his face, long fingers pressing the back of your neck as he tilted you toward him. “You weren’t supposed to see that.”

See what? There was nothing there—

He was no ghost. He was…

The man sighed. “Nothing personal, little fairy,” he said, pressing the sides of your neck with his fingers, your pulse quickening at the cold, ruthless movement. Your gaze swam toward the ceiling, parched glass ceiling to block the moonlight, and yet you saw him, truly, saw him.

"Ah—!" you tried to scream, but only a gurgle rippled out your mouth, your limbs becoming heavy, heartbeat exhausted, slow.

“Goodnight,” you heard his voice where there was nothing anywhere else,  your gaze becoming black, brain shutting down until you were one with the night—all darkness, all void.

[theonewiththeforkedtongue]

fandomless rp search ( mlm only ) !!

here are some of my favorite wanted plots currently:

in which boy meets boy via hinge, and they muddle through the mire of their respective past traumas, relationship wounds, and limited core beliefs to prove that love truly can heal.

31-year-old muse a has been fired from his current job and is giving his mother a well-deserved year off from running tulip fields bed and breakfast. and muse a is doing fine, thank you very much. until a certain guest arrives and flips everything upside down.

muse a has been a physical therapist for a professional sports team for two years. at the start of his third season, muse b is traded to muse a's team, and both muse a and muse b worlds are turned upside down.

the one where a sorely misunderstood golden retriever bartender and a jaded, sassy nerd customer who can’t keep his mouth shut navigate the joys of university with a lot of alcohol and hardly any common sense. bonus, they both hate each other at first.

rising star muse a has to pretend he’s best friends with the more popular celebrity star, muse b. however, the only problem is muse a hates muse b.

five years into a rivalry with bittersweet origins, the only thing muse a and muse b want is to beat each other at this summer’s camp counselor competition.

muse a is on a college sports team on a full-ride scholarship, unfortunately, he's always busy and is at risk of losing his scholarship, which is not an option. muse b is a tutor. you can guess the rest.

muse a and muse b are in a strangers with benefits. muse b needs a date to his family's annual christmas. muse a is the perfect date.

and here are my favorite tropes, in case you wanted to craft a story with me:

childhood friends to enemies to lovers, enemies to lovers, love/hate relationship, rivals to lovers, frenemies, fake dating, secret relationship, friends with benefits, enemies with benefits, frenemies with benefits, teammates to lovers, unwanted teammates to lovers, fake dating for family events, one bed, forced proximity, mutual pining, no feelings attached

[mysticboombox]

okay so i has nother request

so raph has this big bad persona right….but when he meets his s/o through saving them or something he kinds drops it…..without realising

Bad Boy Bad Girl

Pairing: Raphael x Tomboy! Reader

Point of View: Third Person

Warning(s): Swearing, absolute fluff and blushy Raph

Word Count: 1213

Summary: Is it possible for a bad boy to drop his persona?

Author’s Note: Ugh, I’ve been waiting to release this since I received the request over a year ago and I was able to write most of this during the holidays. I decided to make the reader a bit goth, however you have the option to have colored highlights if you wanted to color their hair. Also, (f/b) means favorite band, since not everyone likes heavy metal. I hope I got the big guy's language down as well. Enjoy Raphie lovers!!!

Raph and his brothers ran across the rooftops like any other night. Their patrol had been cut short when neither party had a lot of crime activity, so Leo commanded everyone to return to the lair for the night.

Raph was running along his route back to the lair when someone screamed, “Back the fuck away from me!” This grabbed Raphael’s attention, quickly running in the direction of the scream and he found where the source of the voice was coming from. When he looked down, he gritted his teeth. A robber was quickly approaching a petite female who looked defenseless. 

“Hey bub!” Raph leaped from the rooftop, landed behind the robber, and smirked when he witnessed the robber's expression. “Why don’t cha pick on somebody yer own si-“

Raphael was cut short when he heard a bang and watched the robber go down. He looked up to the female, who now brandished a metal pipe, with a “try me” look on her face. Now with Raph up close, he could see the female in better detail. 

All he could think was how beautiful the woman looked and how he was fairly impressed with her swing. She wore a (f/b) shirt with black skinny jeans and studded boots. Raph could see the huge lashes and the black lipstick she wore, and saw some (f/c) highlights in their hair. One thing Raph liked was the woman didn’t seem phased by his appearance, which was a bonus on his end. Only she looked pissed and raised the pipe higher above her head.

“So, what are you exactly? And if you try anything weird I’ll whoop your ass!” She glared at him, challenging him to approach her. Raph snorted, mainly for how cute she looked and two, knowing he could easily grab the pipe with little to no effort. 

He smirked and tilted his head, “Sweetheart, I hate ta burst ya bubble, but I’m a mutant ninja turtle, have been my whole life, and-” he pointed to the pipe the female was holding, “-that pipe ain’t gonna do shit against me. However,-“ he nods in her direction, “-I’ll admit I’m impressed with dat swing of yours. Where’d ya get it from?”

The female snorted in response before leaning back on the pipe she used a few moments ago. “Softball in high school, best hitter on the team, and I’m responsible for giving my team a few first base moments as well.” She smirked and looked Raphael up and down. She’s dated a few muscular men in the past but DAMN, none of them could top this guy.  

As she watched him, Raphael grew a little uncomfortable under her gaze, thinking she thought him disgusting. Just like all the other humans he’s rescued. He plastered a frown on his face, slightly glaring at the woman. 

“Look shawty, I can walk you home, but imma need ya to keep my existence a secret got it? Got too many enemies that would love to use anyone that knows about me. Understood?” He watched as the female straightened up and threw the pipe behind her without looking back. She crossed her arms before leaning her weight onto one hip.

“Alright big guy, I’ll keep your existence a secret. On one condition though.” She bent forward, looking up at him, eyes squinted and her mouth quirked in a smirk again. Raphael wasn’t sure what to do with the attitude change, so all he could do was ask, “What?”

She smiled, quickly straightened into a sassy pose and pointed at him, “you gotta tell me how you got that bod because god DAMN, you are smokin’, and I mean it too.” 

Poor Raph lost his composure and started sputtering, not quite sure how much of the compliment was genuine. After a few minutes he eventually grumbled, causing the female to giggle a little. She enjoyed seeing how quickly she was able to fluster the red banded ninja. Raphael eventually tied up the robber and informed the police of the situation before he turned to the female, who still hasn’t given him a name.

“Well, I guess before I take ya home, I bettah ask, what’s yer name?” He watched as she smiled, holding her hand out for a handshake. “(Y/N), and what’s yours big guy?” He glanced at her face then her hand for a few moments before chuckling, gently taking her hand in his and shook it, “Raphael, and before ya say anythin’, yes, aftah the Renaissance artist.”

She laughed, causing Raphael’s heart to flutter just a little. He opened his arms, earning him a quizzical look from (Y/N). 

“It’s fastah if I carry ya, and I can’t exactly walk in the streets ya know.” (Y/N) nodded before walking up to him, Raphael gently picked her up in a bridal pose. She wrapped her arms around his neck when he said, “Hang on.”

He leapt onto a nearby fire escape and landed on the rooftop, (Y/N) looked at him in mild shock. Raphael chuckled before asking where she lived. She gave him her address and he ran in the direction her apartment was located. 

When they arrived at the apartment, Raph gently placed her on her balcony, before moving to unlock the sliding door. It only took a few seconds before (Y/N) saw her sliding doors open, Raphael turned in her direction before he motioned her in. 

(Y/N) shook her head and walked inside before she turned around to look at him. 

“Can we exchange numbers? For emergency purposes?” 

“Ughhh…” Raph looked around, not sure what to do. He’d never been asked for his number. He thought about the request a little longer before he finally gave in.

“For emergency purposes only, got it?” A brow raised in her direction.

(Y/N) nodded before they quickly ran into the kitchen to grab a piece of paper and pencil before scribbling their number onto it. They walked up to Raph, tearing the piece of paper with their number on it and handed it to him. 

“Emergency purposes only, just like you said.” She smiled, making Raph feel butterflies. He swallowed before quickly scribbling his number and handing it to her. 

“I ugh, I better get goin’.” Raph shuffled on his feet, not looking at her. (Y/N) could tell he wasn’t used to socializing, probably not used to being in strangers' apartments either. She kept the goodbye as short as they could manage.

“Well, thank you for rescuing me back there Red. You take care now ok?” 

Raphael looked down at her and nodded before turning to walk to the balcony. Before he could jump up the fire escape, he gave her one last look and a wink before he leaped.

He ran back to the lair, and when he returned home, his brothers swarmed him. Teasing him about his “girlfriend” and how they overheard the entire conversation over the radio. Raph was annoyed with himself for not remembering to turn off the radio. Once everyone settled down and went to bed, Raph washed up before heading to his room for the night. When he laid down and thought about the events that had occurred, he couldn’t help but smile as he fell asleep.

Tags: @turtle-babe83 @raphsgrl @raphaelsrightarm @raphsweapondealer @raphsgrl @raphslovemuffin80 @fluffytriceratops @ladyofparchments @kawaiibunga @waterstar2016 @tmntspidergirl @pheradream15 @jaenisamusculargurl @sketch-and-write-lover @digitl-art-monstr @luna-neko-hamato @scholastic-dragon @turtlesmakemehappy @sewerninno @chicchanmooshy @angelicdavinci @fyreball66 and anyone else that's interested!

[eldritchgray]

okay so I've started... a thing. I don't usually post wips but I'm tempted to. So. Would anyone be interested in my concept sketch of 2003 Leosagi enemies to lovers au?

[nnnneeev]

Now Solomon told you to side with humanity, not him, right?

If humanity stands against Solomon, who ardently wishes that you stand with humanity, which side would you choose, O Solomon lover? 😈

Nah but i was also thinking of the same question since lesson 11 dropped 😭

Let's see... i guess i may have to choose humanity. It's what he would've wanted 😔 (lovers to enemies arc, ugh the potential)

on the other hand, if i sided with solomon, we'd become the enemies of the state (which isn't half bad i guess..) (it's us against the world <3)

secret third option: choose both. surely there must be some way to side with both...right? perhaps a divine intervention? another possible solution that we're not aware of? if humanity is really against him, we'll just have to find a way to fix things up. and if solomon's really pushing me to choose humanity over himself, i'll just have to convince him that it's not really necessary to leave himself out. what do you mean you love humanity so much you're willing to sacrifice yourself for their sake? nah dude you're coming with us

this is really interesting lol. let's hear what other people would do in this situation! 🫵

[dearaliya]

Iron Flame: A Prelude, Romance Edition

Dear Aliya,

I am VIBRATING out of my SKIN.

So, Iron Flame releases soon and I am highly excited, as is everyone! But with that excitement comes ever so slight fear. A lot has been said about the main leads of the book Violet and Xaden being in such a good (good???) place in their relationship so early on in the series. Why? Well, when you're promised a slow burn enemies to lovers and those enemies are already lovers in a five-book series you can't help but wonder if the fire we saw burning was the wrong fire. We can comfortably say that the enemy in question is probably not Jack, which I can absolutely live with, but that then leaves us a few options.

Shall we dot point?

Xaden Riorson What's he doing here? A fair question, I am sincerely hoping that in her anger Violet is counting him as her enemy once again. It'll take a lot of winning her over, but I think our guy can do it! I am cheering in the bleachers for our resident shadow daddy to pull himself up by the bootstraps and win his girl back.

And, we're in the lead gang! We know their dragons are mated, which puts us... uh... Xiolence (we'll workshop) fans in a pretty good position and let's be real, Xaden confessed that he'd been in love with Violet for a long time.

In saying that, I can think of a handful of other male love interests that were this deeply in love and it took them right off the deep end. I can't tell if it's the author hammering us over the head that he's still very in love with her or if he's turning into a man possessed with lust.

See where the stress comes from?

Dain Aetos This guy again. Look, I don't love the situation on our hands here but I've since taken a closer look. He's fitting enemies to lovers at the moment as well as childhood friends, I don't think Dain has dropped out of the race just yet. Violet has given him second and third chances, a fourth is not out of the question.

The only issue I can see is that he's a mind reader and a snitch in a world where Violet now has the biggest secret ever.

Oh, and he's a dick, so two issues.

A secret third option I've been shaking my brain like a snowglobe to watch all the brain cells swirl around for a thought and I've managed to have one. We know the Gryphon riders aren't the bad guys, Violet might need just a biiiiiiit more convincing. You know who might be the one to convince her? Whatever Gryphon rider is feeling up to the task to try and romance the girl with the dragon tattoo (and silver hair).

It's not quite enemies, but I've read stories where the enemies in question were less enemies and more two people who didn't like each other for a hot second so we seem to just be slapping the label on any old ship dynamic.

Ah well, just a few more days and we'll have a whole book to inhale and discuss further!

Nothing more comes to mind, so I appreciate you listening to my thoughts. I’ll see you next time, stay well!

Hannah xx

[made-with-magic]

*whispers* so what are your thoughts of a world build around poly cypher x sova x chamber x reader????

-a curious anon

*whisper* hi

I'm so glad you asked me about valorant because I will gladly talk about them for days. Personally, I'm not the biggest fan of any x reader content, so I don't have much to say about that, but! I will gladly talk about the other 3 characters.

First off, you know me, I LOVE cysova. I think they could have a really interesting dynamic if written correctly. There's something about Sova being all, "I will find all of your secrets. I will study you under a microscope to find out why you're... like that." And then Cypher being all '^-^ ok bestie. Good luck. Anyway, here's a secret of yours that you thought was buried, haha." Something something vaugly enemies to lovers, and I'm kinda obsessed with the fact they both have eye/camera/info motif going on.

Sova and Chamber is an interesting dynamic that I actually haven't read much for, but I'm totally down for. 'Pretty boys, with me' tbh. I think it would be a similar vibe to cyberowl in that Sova is Determined to Find Out why his partners are Like That. Something about Chamber's worse fear being hated because of his actions and my thought of Sova being actually super mad and betrayed when he could out what Chamber did with his mirror could lead to some GREAT angst.

Then, with Cypher and Chamber, there's some awesome potential for banter. Like the rest of the protocol thinks they hate each other, but they're truly just like that. Will search down info abt the other and hold it over their heads. Playing political chess tbh. Also, there's the option of Cypher already knowing Chamber's mirror team uo to blow up a facility with hundreds of people in it whole thing, then Chamber finding out he already knew and didn't hate him for it or something.

All three of them together, I love the thought of them playing chess, since they each cononcially do. Whether it be 2 of them playing and the third watching and / or commenting in the game, or 3 way chess (if that's a thing??) Or them playing mental games if chess woth each other (ie, sova and Chamber walk past each other in the hall and can't really talk so one of them says 'knight to bla' [idk anything abt chess] and then the ither nodes and moves in and then the next time they pass they keep doing it) (they have like 3 games going in simultaneously its crazy)

Thank you so much for giving me an excuse to talk about valorant anon you're a real one for that 🙏 I'm a lil sad I couldn't talk abt my cysomen propaganda nor chambreach or my random poly map I have with all 5 of them but maybe I will in the future some how. Sorry I wasn't able to talk much on the x reader part either it's just not my cup of tea sadly

[c1tyhaunts]

MUSE DYNAMICS / WISHLIST: THE MAIN CHARACTERS (Avian, Elvira, Lilah & Terrah) ─ having trouble coming up with ideas or want some direction for plotting? No worries: here are a list of suggestion of dynamics/plots that could be a great starting point that could be expanded upon! All ideas will have either an element of platonic, antagonistic & romantic vibes to it or could be twisted one way or another. If these don't work, slide into my dms.

─ AVIAN ESPARZA

blast from the past. your muse grew up in the same neighborhood as Avian during her home schooling era, your muse could be either be a casual friend of avian who knew of her quirky upbringing or a secret admirer from afar. your muse & avian lose touch when she goes to private school, but soon they meet again years later in their twenties, giving them the chance to build something new.

private school trauma. your muse & avian meet during avian's time in private school. your muse could either be one of her previous bullies who tormented her during school, or a passerby who was passive observer to her bullying. your muse meets with avian years later as she's working part time at the cocktail bar/pharmacy, giving you time to catch up and start anew or make amends for previous transgressions.

rivals to friends/lover. your muse is either an academic or work rival for avian during college that constantly teases her throughout the time you two work with each other. that can easily lead to friendship and/or romance.

opposites attract/poor friend & rich friend. your muse is a nihilistic, loveable rogue/troublemaker type opposite to avian's optimistic, bossy princess-esque/good girl image. can either be a platonic or romantic dynamic. OR, could be a great option to break her trust. :)

... at first sight. somehow, somewhere, your muse & avian click during their first interaction - talking about each other's hyperfixations without judgement or worry. This can easily be a platonic soulmates moment or romantic "love at first sight"

─ ELVIRA D'ANGELO

new year, new me. your muse knew ivy prior to her recent fame, and fatefully meet her again at the pub one night while she was working. clearly, a lot has changed since you've last met, so it's your chance to connect with old memories. easily can be a romantic, platonic, or antagonistic moment.

it's only business. your muse is one of ivy's top clients who often go to her to steal top priority treasures & artefacts. your muse and ivy have had this partnership for years now, so it's only a matter of time to see how it morphs. maybe, after all this time, the two of them start to grate on each other nerves, or maybe they should finally grab dinner and talk about their partnership?

grumpy / sunshine. grumpy, goth elvira with your bright and cheerful muse. sunshine muses happen to be elvira's type, and it's not unlikely for her to express her interest both romantically or platonically.

friends to rivals/enemies. your muse is an associate of ivy within the archeological / treasure hunter community, and your muse is involved with the plot that aimed to get ivy killed. will your muse stand their ground on their decision, or attempt to redeem their relationship?

unrequited love. in a sudden twist, ivy has been pining for your muse for years after knowing each other for awhile. and despite all her efforts of smothering her emotions, your muse starts to pick up on it. can easily be morphed as platonic, romantic, or go sour real fast. ivy only falls for upbeat, cheery muses, however.

─ LILAH LYONS

third times the charm/one night stand. after getting herself established and years of focusing on her career, lilah meets your muse at a crowded party one day and they immediately hit it off, much to her chagrin. talking leads to a one night stand between the two of you, which ultimately leads to awkward conversations and new terrain to explore. this could lead to a romance or a funny platonic connection that they laugh about. one thing's for sure: there is going to be a lot of push/pull from lilah. lilah only falls for eccentric/quirky & sharp/intelligent muses.

all for the story. your muse is currently the topic of Lilah's next big expose, where she's doing everything in her power to dig deeper into your muse's background & experiences to write her next big book. her methods are unorthodox, and some even unethical, but she's trying to get the big score. your muse could be a big shot billionaire/criminal/etc. and this situation could go very beneficial for lilah long term, or go horribly wrong.

enemies to friends. because of lilah's mercurial image, your muse has a misconception/perception about lilah that isn't very nice, and in return, lilah doesn't care and often inflames your muses sentiments. the goal is to hopefully become friends in the long run... but lilah's own actions may deter that.

office/work friendship/romance. lilah is working with your muse on her next story/next book as a business partner. one day, she casually asks your muse to coffee to learn more about your story. quickest way into her friendship/romance.

strangers to lovers. your muse & lilah happens to bump into each other at her favorite bookstore, and your muse makes a comment about the literature she's interested in. this quickly spirals into the fairy tale romance she idealizes, or, it could be another mistake in her unfortunate search for love.

─ TERRAH SPARKZ

new beginnings. your muse was friends with terrah back in college before her whirlwind relationship with vincent venture. the two of you kept in touch frequently, as your muse were one of her few friends that stuck around despite vincent's attempts to isolate her. your muse watched as the spirited, ambitious young woman turned cold and docile in her weary marriage. after the divorce, the two of them reconnect fully and build their relationship again. this could be a chance to rebuild a great platonic bond, or for your muse to get the chance they lost.

an eye for an eye. your muse has a casual friendship with terrah through work / passing experience, and she confides in your muse about vincent's recent infidelity over the phone after having one drink too many. this could be a great way to build the platonic relationship between the two as terrah undergoes her divorce, or it could be a fun plot of getting back at vincent by simply saying: cheat back (with your muse preferably).

enemies to friends/lovers. a classic for terrah, because while vincent fooled her with charm and a dream, terrah only falls with people after seeing the worst in them. primarily because terrah purposefully likes/flirts with problematic/smug muses. here comes your muse: who she is clearly attracted to, but her reason keeps her from pursuing unless your muse seems worth it. Which often leads to heads butting and turmoil. is this a passing phase that turns into a friendship, a folly waiting to happen, or true love in the making?

mentor/mentee or parental figure. because of terrah's experience and aura, she seems to attract a lot of weary souls looking for guidance. your muse is someone looking to terrah as a guide as they're getting through their life. her warmth surpasses her logic, and a wonderful friendship can be born from this.

strangers to friends/rivals. because of terrah's naturally callous & calculated nature, it can be a toss up how quickly she either makes a friend or enemy. terrah is purposefully inflammatory and direct, which doesn't bode well with most people. will your muse take her directness in jest and acknowledge this is just a bridge to cross, or will this be an issue from the jump? Also connects to enemies to lover because, sometimes, seeing that bad side makes the good even better.

[imogenleewriter]

I'm so bad at remembering to put Chapter mood boards here. Here's chapter 5s, but chapter 9 has been published.

You Can Hear It In The Silence

Imogenlee

Summary:

When Harry Styles got accepted into a post-grad degree, he could no longer afford his flat, so he had three options to choose from:

1) Moving back into student halls. 2) Becoming homeless. 3) Moving in with his best (and only) friend, Niall, and three of Niall's other friends. He ended up choosing the third option. But it was a close race. Shame one of his new housemates reminded him why he only has one friend.

If there was one that Louis Tomlinson couldn't stand, it was pretentious tossers, having grown up around enough of them. He was proper chuffed to move back in with his best friends and a couple of other lads. That was until he discovered one of them was the archetype for a pretentious tosser.

In the interest of seeing out the twelve-month lease without killing each other, they both try (debatable) to get along despite being opposite in almost every way, each having the communication skills of a cucumber, and secrets that shouldn't be kept secret.

Rating:

Explicit

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Category:

M/M

Fandom:

One Direction (Band)

Relationship:

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Characters:

Harry Styles

Louis Tomlinson

Niall Horan

Liam Payne

Zayn Malik

Additional Tags:

Enemies to Lovers

Enemies to Friends to Lovers

Alternate Universe

Angst

Opposites Attract

house mates

Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates

OC-Characters - Freeform

Smut

unpacking sexuality

Angst and Fluff and Smut

Kissing

Anal Sex

Rimming

Blow Jobs

First Time

Dual Point of View

Domestic Fluff

Fluff and Angst

Gay

Gay Panic

Alternate Universe - No Band

Coming Out

Swearing

Character Development

Idiots in Love

Slow Burn

Work In Progress

But it will be finished

both quite generous to each other

Language:English

Stats: (as of right now)

Published:2022-11-20

Updated:2022-12-11

Words:64839

Chapters:9/?

Comments:170

Kudos:130

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