#rosestorm

[rosebudbl00d]

me and the girl after we murder the government

[diana-bluewolf]

Male Face Replacer - Ominis Gaunt by JustAnOrdinaryGuy

Ominis' skin tone and complexion by @deathlysallows

“Party like it's 1890“ - Wizard edition by Aryksa

“The Ultimate Wand Collection“ by Rosestorm

[animasola86]

Sebastian's wand

[ SCREENSHOTS MASTERLIST ] [ HANDS MASTERLIST ]

Mods: Wand Collection by Rosestorm + Sebastian as MC by @deathlysallows

[finniestoncrane]

Appointment

Arkham!Riddler x Female!Reader, word count: 2k commission: thank you to @0-rosestorm-0 for requesting this one from the giveaway commissions 💚 i love the secretary fantasy so much commission me here! request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: fingering, kinda exhibitionism and risky stuff

“Back again, Mister Nigma?”

Edward scowled at you across your desk, slumping down into the sofa against the wall across from you with a sigh.

“I really should be treated better than this. You’re all aware of who I am.”

“Very, unfortunately. But you have to wait like everyone else. Mister Cobblepot has other business to attend to.”

The standard Riddler attitude had managed to shake three of your predecessors from their job as Oswald’s secretary, but you found that you enjoyed his company. He was ridiculous, almost unbelievable, and he made a nice change from the comparatively humdrum criminals that usually sat in your waiting room. For one thing, he was able to hold an intelligent conversation, something you didn’t get to participate in a lot with Oswald’s usual clientele and business connections.

A shrill tone rang out, and you jumped, startled as though you had been caught thinking those flattering thoughts about the dishevelled man sitting across from you. It was just the phone on your desk though, and picking it up, you addressed the man on the other line.

“Mister Cobblepot, sir?”

Before you could process his movements, Edward had leapt from the seat, slamming his finger down quickly on the speaker button.

“I’m gonna be a few minutes longer, love. Tell that riddling prick he’ll have to wait a bit for me. Give him a cuppa, not the good stuff mind.”

“Y-yes, Mister Cobblepot.”

You placed the phone down on the receiver, quickly snapping your attention to Edward.

“That was very rude, Mister Nigma.”

“But very necessary. So how long will he be?”

“You heard as much as I did.”

“I don’t appreciate your tone, but fair point.” Edward thumbed through a few of the magazines that sat on the coffee table. “Do you have any reading material here that isn’t laden with opinion pieces from idiots with three braincells or copious amounts of swimsuit reviews?”

“We don’t really have a call for anything but that.”

He sighed, laying on his back across the sofa with his feet, dirt-clad boots worn on them, on the arm, dirtying the lilac crushed velvet.

“Put your feet down!”

“Make me.”

Tossing your head back, distraught that it was down to you to take on babysitting duties, you tried to think of something to distract him with.

“A riddle!”

“What?”

He turned to you with a confused look, finding you typing furiously at the computer as you frantically searched for something to tease him with, something that might stump him.

“Ok, Mister Nigma. I’ve got some riddles for you.”

“Really?”

“Yep! What gets wetter as it dries?”

His disappointed face met your gaze as you looked up from the screen.

“Really? You thought those meagre, toddler level conundrums were going to entertain me?”

“Ok, what about this one…  I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?”

“An echo. Next.”

“Yeah, these are pathetically easy, huh? I knew that one straight away.”

“Really?”

He raised an eyebrow, scoffing at the notion you might be intelligent enough to have figured the riddle out slightly quicker than he did.

“Let’s test that intelligence of yours then.”

Edward rattled off several riddles in quick succession, irritated at first when you were quick to solve them, threatening to have one of his short temper tantrums in the waiting room. But soon enough, he was marvelling at your intellect, taken by surprise at how easily you could almost match him. An impressive specimen, in more ways than one. He walked slowly over to the desk, perching himself on the edge awkwardly, leaning into you. “You’ll have to try a lot harder than that to match my wit and intelligence.”

You watched him, his gaze drifting over your body, lowering to the top of your blouse. He seemed completely incapable of being nonchalant about it. The leer was sleazy, but likely due to lack of practice, or the fact he was so unfamiliar with women. He was never usually this close to you, you wondered if he was ever this close to anyone on a regular basis. At the very least, he was finally distracted, and you found the attention oddly flattering. Most of the men who came through weren’t interested in you. The sexy secretary myth hadn’t reached them yet. You were part of the furniture. It was nice to be appreciated, even in these circumstances. And you enjoyed Edward’s company, finding him oddly endearing, and strangely handsome.

So you gave him a little more to look at, pressing your arms together, cleavage more visible as you let your fingers slip down the front of your shirt, drawing his gaze down as you surreptitiously undid a button. His mouth was open ever so slightly, breathing louder as he stared. With one finger under his chin, you lifted his eyes to meet yours. As you opened your mouth to speak, something teasing and flirtatious, he interrupted you.

“There’s a riddle I’m struggling with, actually.”

“Oh?”

“Why would someone like you…” his eyes fell again, taking you in, before he strained to bring them back up “… be working for someone like him, when you could be working for me?”

“Mister Nigma, do you really think we’d get much work done?”

“I suppose not.”

Giggling at his smirk, you tried to hide your blush. There wasn’t much use though, as you face flushed with the same heat that burned through your stomach and under your flesh, prickling at your burning arousal. This kind of teasing, the half-lidded stares and soft hums of laughter, was your weakness, and Edward Nigma exploited that expertly each time you were in his presence.

He placed his hand on your cheek, taking you by complete surprise as the playful back and forth became far more physical than you intended. You were pulled into a kiss, deep and intense, a surprisingly bold move from someone you had previously thought was either not inclined that way, or was too insecure to be faced with rejection from such a proposition.

Leaning into him, your lips clinging to his, you parted your lips, moaning as you wrapped your arms around his neck. With your fingertips brushing through his greasy hair, you tensed, tugging at them. In response, Edward made a soft groaning hum of approval. Taking his mouth from yours, he kissed down your neck, his hands finding your upper arms as he lifted you from your chair. Standing in front of him, he let his fingers drift to the hem of your skirt, lifting it up slowly as you breathed into his ear.

Falling backwards to the wall behind you, Edward crawled over the desk to join you. Pinning you to it, he shifted your shirt up, running his rough hands against your stomach, cupping under your breasts before sliding underneath your bra. Teasing at the nipple, rolling it between his calloused fingertips, saliva dripping from his lips over your skin. His free hand drifted down your abdomen, lifting up the front of your skirt.

Sinking lower, his hands rubbed the front of your panties, fingers spreading your lips apart through the fabric, soaked in your arousal. He dipped his thumb under the band, teasing them down, uncovering you before he pressed two fingers to your clit. Wet with your slick, he brought them to his mouth, sucking your taste from them before he pressed them back between your legs, stroking in small circles. His mouth on your shoulder still kissed, interspersed with gentle biting as he kept pulling at your nipple, gripping your breast, before moving his arm round your back to hold you close to him.

Just as you adjusted yourself to the sudden bout of passion that had overcome Edward, driving him to ravage you in the very public waiting room, with Oswald just beyond the door, you were shocked once more. Edward’s fingers slid inside you, deft in their movements as he spread them apart, stretching you as he pushed two of them deeper.

As you moaned, tugging at his shirt to bring him closer to you. With two fingers inside of you, he let his thumb find your clit, stroking over it, putting the exact right amount of pressure to the nub as he flitted over it, back and forth.

“Ed… Edward…”

It was over the minute you muttered his name, so quiet, but loud enough that he noticed.

“In your place of work? You’re delightfully filthy, I must admit. But I’d prefer we keep this formal.”

Confused by his words, you opened your eyes, catching his intense gaze.

“Mister Nigma, if you please.”

With a coy smile, you stroked his cheek, kissing his lips softly before you through your head back against the wall.

“Oh, Mister Nigma.”

“Indeed.”

Diving into your neck he bit the sensitive skin, licking at it, kissing it fervently, your skin soaked in his saliva as he devoured you. You could feel yourself, wet with your slick, his fingers covered in it as he thrust them between your legs.

Nothing mattered anymore, the risk, the exhibitionism. It was adding to the already monumental pleasure. You were dedicated to going through with this, whatever he wanted, and there was very little you imagined might be able to stop you.

The sudden ringing of the phone on your desk made you jump, a squeal emanating from your open mouth that made Edward giggle. He removed the hand that gripped your waist and picked up the handset, passing it to you with a self-satisfied grin.

“I can’t… you can’t… not when you’re doing…”

He shook the phone at you, smiling wide, wider when you took it from him.

“M-mister Cobblepot?”

Edward stifled a laugh as you mumbled over the words, slowly pressing his fingers against your insides as you tried to speak.

“Yes-sss, Suh-huh-ir.”

You held your hand over the receiver, panting as you spoke. Looking into Edward’s eyes, trying to ask him silently not to make this any more difficult. And he understood your request, but he had no intentions of doing anything to make this easier. He wanted to see you squirm.

“Mister Cobblepot’s ready to see you now, Mister Nigma… are you… ready to go in?”

Eddie smiled, his lips curling into a mischievous grin as he let his fingers trail over your body.

“I’m a bit busy here. We’re going to be a few minutes longer, love. Tell him to make his own tea and take a seat for a bit.”

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you uncovered the phone and tried to speak. Edward’s hands covered you, gripping at your ass and thighs, nipping at your skin as he tried, and succeeded in making you squeal as you spoke.

“Uh… Mister ah Cobblepot! Mister Nigma is hm uh, he’s… uh… occu-ah-pied.”

A few more mumbled words, almost gaining your composure as you tried to come up with an excuse, attempting to focus on what Oswald was saying. But your mouth formed little more than whines as Edward fell to his knees in front of you, pressing his face to your thighs before kissing up your thigh, higher and higher as your voice trembled. And as Edward slipped his tongue between your legs, you let the phone drop from your hand, clattering on the desk. Taking a quick glance at it when you could pry your attention away from how he looked with his nose buried in your cunt, you wondered if Oswald was going to come out of his office to see what happened, or to chastise you. You found that you really didn’t care if he did. In fact, secretly, you hoped that he might come out and see you, clenching around Edward Nigma’s fingers as you tugged at his hair. If he fired you, you could take up Edward’s offer. The idea of doing this every day was enticing, more than enough to make up for the lack of compensation.

[theoracleofgiana]

Nine People Tag

Thank you @janec23 so much for the tag! Her post is here! (Also written by Emi!)

The Oracle:

Last Song: The birds (I might not have left my rose bush for awhile)

Last movie: The drama between Queen Miranda and her daughter-in-law

currently watching: Prince Ecerardus pet fox, Kiko play with Princess Ellinora's pet bunny, Emma. They're playing near my bush.

currently reading: Everything We Know about the Mortal Realm! by Gerania Willow (Unsure how she got her information but good read)

Currently Craving: Some raspberry Butterfly cookies (Aaliyah makes the best cookies. It's a shame her shop is only in Rosestorm)

Last Thing Searched (for writing): What spells can fairies do? Are certain fairies connected to the mortal realm? (asked to Celeste and Crystal by Ecerardus. I bribed him into asking for me)

Emi (The irl author):

Last Song: undercover martyn - two door cinema club (I'm listing to a playlist full good background music)

Last Movie: watched Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny with family

Currently Watching: Is it cake? Season two

Currently reading: A lot of Ao3 stories (I have a list to keep track of what stories I'm waiting for update lol)

Currently Craving: Cake. Chocolate Cake.

Last Thing Searched (for writing): What towns are close to the Yosemite national park? and information of Cody, Wyoming (I'm writing Chap. 3 of Home of the Lost)

The nine people I'm tagging are:

@flock-from-the-void, @writerfae, @lexiklecksi, @rbbess110, @tc-doherty, @winterandwords, @careful-pyromancer, @anonymousfoz, @kyofsonder

I don't know if all of you are in tagging games, absolutely no pressure!

[aplovestudio]

Subject B-07: Marmot

Marmot is the third secret boss found in the new Hotel area, where his hideout is locatedHis attacks are very similar to his from roseblight, he even summons rosestorm at the start of battle

[misty-leaf]

the death of a parent's kit is an experience that no cat should ever endure. regardless of age. but the younger the kit is, the harsher it is on the parent. if a young, 5 moon old kit dies, it shakes the whole clan. the kit never would be able to become an apprentice, or a warrior or medicine cat. they wouldn't be able to experience the joys of being a clan cat, the thrill of killing prey, none of that.

but things happen. complications happen during birth and perhaps the kit is unhealthy or ill. perhaps they were born too soon and were weak and not expected to live very long. or perhaps even worse, they die before they're born. such things happen in life, but there's no doubt that the weight of a kit's death hangs in the air for years and years after it happens.

for blackblaze, an old mintclan queen, the death of her kits was something that shook her to her very core and changed her life forever. but let's start from the very beginning.

blackblaze was born to rosestorm and cinderfall, mother and father respectively, alongside her brothers ravennose and cootflower. to rosestorm, blackkit was unwanted and unnecessary and unexpected. rosestorm had hoped for all toms, and because ravenkit and cootkit were born first she hoped that her final kit would be a tom like them. but because she wasn't, rosestorm wasn't very happy. cinderfall had tried to reason with her and told her that she's just as capable as ravenkit and cootkit but rosestorm didn't listen, instead only making things worse between her and cinderfall. blackkit was in the middle of everything whenever her parents fought; ravenkit would usually take his mother's side while cootkit would take cinderfall's. sometimes they would switch and cootkit would agree that blackkit was only dragging them down, while ravenkit and cinderfall would say otherwise. what would happen is rosestorm and cinderfall would argue, they'd stop talkking for a few days, then apologize and make up. then something would happen and they would argue again, stop talking again, and the cycle would continue. for years.

rosestorm often pushed blackkit away, both figuratively and literally, and only really nursed ravenkit and cootkit when they were kits. blackkit would sneak out of the nursery to eat scraps of left over prey so that she at least had something to eat so she wasn't completely starving, but... as a young kit, it was hard for her to eat prey at all, she was only about 2 moons old and though she'd be having to start to eat prey anyways as the kits were getting older, because her mother wasnt feeding her she was forced to start early. cinderfall had no idea about this and neither did rosestorm or ravenkit or cootikt, until one night when blackkit began to choke on prey and caused a scene in the clearing where the medicine cat, shadowstone, who was still awake at the time, rushed out and saved her life. the commotion stirred rosestorm awake as well as the kits and cinderfall, which caused yet another argument between the two, which... caused them to wake more cats up... as it was the middle of the night. this wasn't rosestorm's and cinderfall's breaking ponts, however, but blackkit did spend more time with cinderfall than she did with rosestorm after this.

during this time, when blackkit was about 3 moons old, there was another queen in the nursery who just so happened to have a litter of younger kits, a loner who would have stayed a loner if not for her having a one-night stand with a kittypet which ended up with her having kits. she joined mintclan as it was the closest clan she could get to and decided to have and raise her kits there, where they'd be safer. this she-cat was named river, later named riverstream, and she gave birth to two kits : wavekit and rainkit. blackkit became good friends with rainkit instantly, and though she was also friends with wavekit, wavekit was much more shy and reserved than rainkit was. but they made good friends nonetheless.

when blackkit along with ravenkit and cootkit became apprentices, they went on with life as normal. rosestorm and cinderfall seemed to have a very very strained relationship, and so did blackpaw and ravenpaw n cootpaw. they weren't super close. but through their apprenticeship they did train alongside each other a lot of the time and would try to spend time with each other more outside of camp. eventually rainpaw and wavepaw became apprentices as well and blackpaw n rainpaw spent even more time togther. blackpaw and rainpaw were kids, they'd often say silly things like "when im older im gonna be mates with you!" or "when we grow up we're going to be together forever and im going to be mintclan's leader and ill make you my deputy!!!" simple things.

but what wasn't simple about living in mintclan was... what they did to kits with certain pelt colors and eye colors. specificaly a white kit with gray speckles and green eyes.

let me explain,

[warriors-but-cats-die]

riverclan — year twelve — newleaf

a wasting sickness afflicts the clans, and for reasons that will be explained there, rosestorm goes to thunderclan.

owlnose and yellowpaw die, yellowpaw presumably catching it from him.

rimekit, hackberrykit, and echokit also die.

birchpaw and pricklypaw are apprenticed to blizzardstep and sandclaw.

before the sickness hits, the clans also are hit by a great storm. during it, larchstorm has four kits, maplekit (mottled black tortoiseshell she-cat), gustkit (tom with white patches), galekit (spotted tom), and showerkit (black silver mackerel tabby tom with long fur). the kits are named after the storm.

(i'm aware this is how stormkit and oakkit are named in canon; that scene was very influential to my thoughts on how and why riverclan names cats.)

[cornerd-blog]

I’m calling Finn/Rose Rosestorm

[mistytheguardian]

👨‍🔬Charactober Day 7!👨‍🔬

Ho boy did I go overboard when I decided to use Soren for Mad Scientist. I did a little bit of.... EVERYTHING here. I both enjoy it.... and am concerned for what I was thinking when I made this?

This is a challenge I am doing for myself to get into the Halloween spirit. Feel free to join if you'd like.

[diana-bluewolf]

Male Face Replacer - Ominis Gaunt by JustAnOrdinaryGuy

Ominis' skin tone and complexion by @deathlysallows

“Party like it's 1890“ - Wizard edition by Aryksa

“The Ultimate Wand Collection“ by Rosestorm

[onewingladybug]

I know this trend is old but I’ve been wanting to do it with Fading Faith characters for a while. There were several cats I could’ve picked for any given box, but I didn’t wanna repeat any cats. 

For mother and kit, I chose Cinderpaw and Sootberry. Cinderpaw is a mama’s girl, and Sootberry dotes on her sick little baby. She loves all her kits, but has a special bond with Cinder. I also could’ve gone with Sunfin and either of her kits, Rosestorm and Alderbark, or Palebelly and Loudbird. 

Siblings, I picked an odd pairing, Plumberry and Creekpelt. These two are background characters, but I really like them and want to explore their bond a bit more. Plum is ditzy and extroverted, while Creek is more reserved and thoughtful. They balance each other out beautifully. I also considered Fawn and Berry (I could’ve filled this with Fawn tbh), Morningmist and Sandstream , who are Plum and Creek’s younger siblings, or Frogpaw and Minnowpaw. 

There wasn’t anyone I could pick other than Bunetleaf and Branchfire. They are my only confirmed mlm couple so far, and they’re just cute to me. Soft little boys who are expecting kits as of the most recent chapter. 

Father and kit I chose Ripplestar and Rainmist. Rainmist makes sure her father eats and cares for himself, and Ripplestar loves and cares deeply with both his children. Sleetclaw also could’ve been used in this, either alongside his father or with either of his kits Marigoldkit or Webkit. Jayflight and any of his kits could’ve been featured, and Loudbird and either Fawn or Berry. Runningbreeze and Wolfpaw were also considered, though they stay seperated due to Flystar’s influence. 

Friendship, I finally allowed myself to use Fawndapple and her best friend Minnowpaw. I love writing these two, and have such a soft spot Minnowpaw especially. Frogpaw could’ve been alongside Fawn as well, because I really love him too, or even Alderbark could’ve been used. Flutterwing was also a strong contender. Moving away from Fawn, I really wanted to use Waspwing and Sparkfur. 

Speaking of Waspwing, him and his mate Dappletuft were the only choice for favorite straight couple. I love these two so much, my favorite line to tell people about from Fading Faith is Waspwing’s “why would I fight with you? You’re perfect,” line. 

Grandparent and kit, I went with Palebelly and Berrypaw, or Berrykit in this case. Again, I could have used Fawn, but I think Berry also would’ve been close to his grandmother. I imagine as a young kit, already interested in herbs, he’d find ones and ramble on and on to Palebelly about what he thought they did. I’m sure he was also one to listen to elder stories dozens of times, instead of play fighting with the other kits. 

For mentor and apprentice, I picked my only toxic pair, despite how interesting they are. Jayflight and Wolfpaw undoubtedly are a horrible match as mentor and apprentice, with Jayflight being arrogant, snobby, impatient, and cruel, and Wolfpaw just trying to gain approval and get by in the oppressive Thunderclan. I also considered either Fawn and Rain, or Wasp and Minnow, but no repeats. 

Finally, my wlw ship is Quailfeather and Rabbitbush, another Windclan pair in the background. Like mlm, there will be more wlw, but I couldn’t use any other ones for this because of spoilers. I love drawing these two, they’re so cute. 

I might do this again with other pairs at some point, but this was fun! 

[finniestoncrane]

ah thank you for the tag @punch-aholic i can very much assure you simon that the obsession over works is mutual ;-; 💚

Last Song: i needed to cheer up so on a ragga tip by sl2 was required

Currently watching: i'm suffering through the last season of the x-files, and i started hannibal! i'm also doing soft watches, so impractical jokers and bobs burgers have been saving my depressed soul

Currently Reading: yeah i am. not great right now. i am reading fics when i see them come across my dash but no one is writing right now it feels lol and other than comics, as far as books go, i am part way through mindhunter, gef the talking mongoose, and a filthy little peter vronsky number (i might go back and read methods and madness instead of sons of cain though)

Current Obsession(s): it is as always dc and my beloved rogues, but to be slightly more interesting i am still insane over x-files, i am going insane over farkas and vilkas in skyrim (still haven't decided who to marry yet in this playthrough) and i am going feral for indiana jones oops

Tag people you want to get to know better!:

i want to tag everyone because i want to get to know everyone better and these are super cute questions!! but i'll actually put in the effort to tag people this time

@comicsbi-thebook @selkymaiden @swugflower @kannibaleherzen @your-rib-cage @lovesick-on-the-loose @0-rosestorm-0 @ybkayley @glorified-monster

[theoracleofgiana]

Welcome to the World of Giana

Introduction: I am the Oracle. My pronouns are they/them. I wish to teach mortals of the world near them.  We have witches, royalty, pirates, shapeshifters, and so much more. So, will you join me in reading these creatures' stories?

This is a small guide to help find certain stories. They are separated by kingdoms/towns and extra/main stories.

Author in the Notes

Main Story Line(s)

Amore Stories

Rosestorm

Gena Kingdom

Aus and Extras

Fanfiction?

[glamoroussneaking]

"You'll have your war, Rosestorm. But it will cost you more than you know."

Spottedstar from @ask-shadowclan! Autodesk crashed so many times drawing this. Also this isn't the first attempt to draw a cat from the blog. I've somehow lost basically every other attempt. The universe wants to stop me from drawing these cats I guess???

[theshadinglord]

for the people who have seen her before I think you might remenber her from 2016,she is a very old persona of mine that I redesigned just now.

so for this persona I'll give some info about her:

the name is RoseStorm.

I made then a skeleton like monster but I did not want her to get to generic at all,so I made her part plant,like you can see here,she does not have arms but those vines instead,she can grow more of then or regrow then,something that she can also do is to shift those vines into arms and hands.

I got myself more invested into my sona character sheet,so I did her back view,showing where the bigger vines come from,she can use then to lift herself up or even make her go and reach new places that she wouldn't be able to do with just her hands and arms.

attacks/skills:

the majority of her abilities are based in the nature and plants.

going from growing vines from the ground,to accelerating the plants growth,she can locate herself more easier around the nature since the plants around her will tell where a danger is nearby.