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[saradika]

hiiiii i'm not sure if you're doing divider requests rn but is there any chance you could do some that are inspired by taylor swift's folklore album? tysm!! :)

hi! sure, I would love to give this a shot 💖 I hope this captures some of the vibes of folklore, it’s my fave album!

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[eupheme]

OK FALL THEME IS ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS! 🧡🤎🧡🤎🧡🤎much love to you, hope your holiday weekend is splendid and sweet!

ahh amalia thank you so much!! 🥺💖 I am so ready for fall, I couldn’t resist! Happy September - I have been thinking of you and so hope you have a great holiday weekend, too!!! 🍁💖✨🍂

[taintandviolent]

For the ask prompt game:

"Don't say that" w Kit Walker

tw: infertility, angst, brief smut.

Kit opened the door, setting his coat down on the chair nearest to it. You felt him searching for you, felt his eyes scanning over the small of your back and the curve of your ass. His heavy steps echoed in the small house as he made his way over to you. Wordlessly, your hand moved in circles, sudsing up a plate. 

His warm chest pressed against your back and Kit began peppering little kisses along the nape of your neck. Knowing what was coming next, you immediately felt petulant and stiffened as you continued to meticulously scrub at the dishes. It wasn’t that you didn’t love Kit – you did, with everything you had. It was just that he wanted something you didn’t, and something that you’d never ever be able to give him. Still, he tried, thinking that his potent virility would puncture your insufferable, sterile womb. 

“Miss me, baby?” 

“Sure I did. I always miss you when you’re gone, Kit.”

“Mmmmfff –” His words disappeared into your skin. 

His large, warm hands explored your plush hips, squeezing the flesh hard. Teeth clenched, you bit back your words. They continued to venture further, into the crease of your thigh, heading straight for your cunt. His middle and ring finger moved together, caressing the slit. His whisperings were hot on your ear, his breath rushing down over your neck. “I wanna’ fill you up, baby.” 

“Oh, Kit - stop it!” You twisted your body away from him, furiously scrubbing at the pan.

Kit’s eyes softened, searching for a glimmer of sarcasm, of joviality. He found nothing but hardness. “Sugah’, don’t…” 

“No! Kit!” You threw the pan down, the sound of it clattering in the sink startling him. “ I’m tired of ignoring the elephant in the room. It makes me sick!” 

“Baby, listen,” he shushed, his hands clamping onto the sides of your arms. He rubbed the flesh there, trying to pacify you. He hadn’t meant anything by his casual remark, he was just trying to get you in the mood. After a long day, all he wanted was to have you to his own. As any man would. 

Bracing yourself on the sink, you leaned over it, watching as the suds sloshed back and forth, tiny bubbles popping. Tears welled up in your eyes, stinging the corners. You hadn’t wanted to cry today, you were so tired of feeling this – every time he came onto you, the worry was in the back of your mind. Finally, you turned to him and spoke, struggling to keep your voice steady. 

“Kit, you know damn well that filling me up isn’t going to do anything. And even if it did, you know how I feel about that. I’m broken. I’m broken and you know it.”

“You’re not broken, sugah’ - there ain’t a damn thing wrong with ya’.” 

“Maybe I ought to go to Briarcliff. Maybe if they fry my brain long enough, it’ll fix me”  

“Don’t say that.” He squared his shoulders. “Don’t say that.”

[0celesteisthebest0]

celeste!! I am so curious to know about your wip that has these vibes - would you be willing to tell us? 💖💕 hope you’re having a good week, sweet friend!!

AAAAA oh my goodness J! I love you! Truly thank you for asking!!! I always love answering questions so I appreciate it! I do apologize for the ramblings tho lol, this is a can of worms I haven’t touched yet. But I just have so much vibes for the fic!! I have had these wip thoughts bubbling since last summer and AAAAA it’s a bunch of yearning!

The basic premise is it’s a supernatural/mystery and it is a Ezra from prospect x female reader fic. You travel to a very small town after a friend of a friend passed away. Confusion and despair are in the air and it seems to cloud this town. But what is most notable is the fear of what lurks in the forest…

I have small snippets I can share and I do plan on writing smut for this series? I just haven’t gotten around to it or have written an outline sooo

But here is the snippet and a little canva poster? For the fic :)

“Fucking shit,” you yelped in surprise and held your weight through the stair railing. Without your hands to protect your face, the raven continued to swoop at you and try to peck you in the process.

[chiptune-maestro]

THHE NNAME'S SYLVESTER!

II'M AAN EENGIBOT WWITH AA KNNACK FFOR MMUSIC. II DDON'T HHAVE AA LLOT OOF FFAMILY AANYMORE SSO II JJUST RROAM WHHEREVER THHE WWIND TTAKES MME.

II DDON'T TTOO MMUCH LLIKE TTO DDO RREPAIRS AANYMORE BBUT IIF YYOU'RE DDYIN' CCOME SSEE MME AAND OTTO.

II LLIKE SONIC THE HEDGEHOG AA NNORMAL AAMOUNT.

FFRIENDS:

PASCAL - <33 <33 <33

ARTHUR, YMIR - GGOOD FFRIENDS OOF 'CAL. THHEY'RE FFUN

OTTO - HHE'S LLIKE MMY PPARTNER. VVERY CCOOL!

ESMÉ - HHER GGARDEN IIS BBEAUTIFUL AAND SHHE LLETS MME VVISIT SSOMETIMES.

LORE:

• Sylvester used to live with Dell Conagher, but ran away from home after a series of events. They haven't talked in a while.

• Sylv hates being solely acknowledged as an engibot/builder/repair-person.

• They are nonbinary. Their pronouns are they/them (heavily preferred) and he/him (doesn't mind from time to time)

• Sylvester doesn't run on money. Instead they charge themselves every night when they sleep.

• They're very insecure about their singing voice. It sounds like autotune.

• They have two headmates they don't know about, Alviva and Doctor Scrapbrain.

learn about the admin and their system here (they're listed under "ANGEL ASHEL".)

DNI: (pro)endos, proship, racists, bigots, weirdos. you will be blocked on sight.

just because the admin is an adult doesn't mean people get to be weird in my dms. besides, sylvester is a minor.

don't godmod or push me towards any direction of rp, if you see a chain going on that sylv could be involved in chances are the muns and i have already discussed it

TAGS:

#🎤 the lead singer! - sylvester's tag

#🎹 golden hour - alviva's tag

#🎻 nightly repose - dr. scrapbrain's tag

#⚙️ grinding gears - talking tag

#❔ directive: answer - ask tag

#🔧 directive: collect - answer tag

#🎵 daisy bell division - system tag

[undercoverpena]

sending in a #HappyHour message to celebrate you, jo! 💌💖 from the supportive thoughts you share (and events like this one!), to your fics that peer into my soul and take me away on a beautiful journey, to those awesome polls - you are such a kind and incredibly creative and talented person. And I just really hope you know how loved and appreciated you are 💕

And CONGRATS on your exam!! 🎉🎉)

omg j 🩷 when i saw this come in earlier i did that weird little throat choke at how nice this was. thank you so much. i didn't expect anyone to send nice things to me, but gosh am i grateful. thank you. this means so much. i just always want to make sure i'm giving back, because i love this space, and i love being able to share my bonkers-ness and have so many people be here for it. so thank you, for also being so lovely, kind and opening your arms to me.

i adore you so much.

and thank you, TAKE THAT EXAM (kicks desk) hahaha

jo's happy hour of positivity (that will deffo be longer than an hour)

[zinzinina]

happy to boop you, friend 💖 so so hope you’re been well!!!

Hi friend I love you! Thank you ❤️ I have been! Life is so weird and unexpected but good! I really hope you’ve been well too x

[twilekchiss]

For the ask game: 💛 with Asha and Thrawn!

Hi.

So I over wrote.

Technically, the prompt is filled with this:

Asha nodded, and then his lips were on hers, soft and tender. A sense of relief flooded through her, and her knees went weak. But his arm held her tighter, supporting her when she could not support herself. Whimpering, she deepened the kiss, the need for him surging through her. His own answer was one of controlled desire.

However. The story spiraled out of control until I hit 4K, and 1K of that is smut. That version has gone up on AO3.

{ AO3 Link | My Fanfic Masterlist | Kiss Ask Meme }

✧ Pairings: Thrawn x Asha ✦ Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort ✧ Rating: Explicit ✦ Warnings: smut, implied miscarriage, implied violence, pregnancy sex ✧ Word Count: 4,112 ✦ Summary: Pregnant Asha arrives on the Chimaera only to find her husband, Grand Admiral Thrawn, ignoring her. Angst ensues.

[mariahcarreyyy]

hi bae can i ask where u get ur dividers n such for ur fics?? xx

no.

[ifimayhaveaword]

💌💕 (and, where to start? Seeing you brings me such joy - the absolute sweetest and coolest person around! Beautiful talented friend 😌💖)

J!!!! Where’s my— ah! Here it is:

I’m forever in awe of not only your creativity & skill, but your generosity??? Oh my god??!?! The incredible things you do, the lovely reviews you leave, the way you bring people together— you really are a genuine sweetheart 💛💛💛

[saradika]

hello babes! i hope you're doing well.🖤 i don't know if you're taking divider requests (so if you're not please disregard this message), but i fell in love with the first divider on this set and was wondering if i could get it in a dark red? or just a gothic roses set? your choice.🖤🖤🖤

hello my lovely friend! I would love to make it in dark red for you! I picked a couple shades based on the different app modes (and included a few more styles as well!) (but if there’s a particular shade of red you like, I’d be happy to edit!) 💖 hope you’re having a great weekend!

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[eupheme]

Do you know any place to discuss ao3 other than reddit or tumblr?

I think those are the only two places I can think of, unless you happen upon a fandom-specific fic discord! Reddit had been my first thought (in terms of discussing ao3-specific news/fics/features) but you have that already listed!

[taintandviolent]

Tate Langdon and "don't ignore me" please

warnings: angst, underage reader.

“Don’t ignore me.” Tate whimpered, sounding like he was on the verge of tears. Again. He’d been crying a lot this week. He sensed a change in you, a change of heart. He wasn’t wrong; your heart had changed -- it had been ripped to shreds, corroded and decayed all in a matter of days. Information was deadly.

He looked so desperate, so desolate when he cried, and it killed you inside. But what he’d done… 

“Don’t ignore me…” he said again. 

But you did. You did. Even though it took every ounce of self control you had, you did. You had promised to have no secrets between the two of you, yet he had plenty. You wondered how he carried them all with such a stoic, couldn’t be bothered attitude. Was he truly not remorseful? At all? Everything he did? 

“Hey. Look at me.” 

Frustrated, you scooped your hair behind your ears, focusing hard on the paper in front of you. The words were blurring together because honestly the last thing on your mind was homework. Of any kind.

“LOOK AT ME!” 

Tate grabbed your chair, spinning it around to face you, and you cast your eyes to the floor, still avoiding him. You heard him grunt before reaching for your chin, yanking it up. 

“I said don’t ignore me. You can’t do that.” 

When your eyes still didn’t move to his, Tate frowned, his bottom lip jutting out slightly. The pout that usually worked, the pout that usually had you wrapping your arms around him, petting his hair. It wasn't working. He moved into your line of vision, forcing you to look at him. His eyes were welling up with big, fat tears. 

“Please…” He sniffed. “Please don’t ignore me.”

“Fine,” you whispered, before clearing your throat to find your voice. You yanked your chin away from his grasp, craning your neck to get away from him. With a sullen gaze, you focused on his dark eyes. “Fine, then… Tate. Tell me about Violet Harmon and her mother.” 

The way his face changed terrified you. He went from sad to sadder to a dark, roiling anger that you felt in the pit of your stomach. He set his jaw, wiped the tears with the back of his hand and said nothing.

“Who is ignoring who now?”

[psithurista]

i mean this in the absolute most light-hearted and loving and no-pressure sort-of way but if you did made a lil sideblog please know i would inhale and study and take notes like it was the (perfume) bible 💖 (thinking about you & sending love your way, dear friend)

🙈 my beloved this was all the encouragement I needed sooo…@girlnouille it’s going to be so so low-effort and probs not interesting to absolutely anybody except me but ! I’m kind of excited to have somewhere to dump misc writing which is what I feel like this’ll be x

[0celesteisthebest0]

hi Celeste!! For the top 5 game - top 5 bands you’d love to see live? 🎶💖

AAAA hi j 💗 HOW ARE YOU LOVE 💕

ooo okay so for this top 5 I had some difficulty butttt I think I found my top 5!

1. Maná (they were in my city last year and god I was so jealous of those going to see them :(

2. Caifanes for sureee (definitely got my dads taste in bands lol)

3.Fleetwood Mac!!!

4. Los Ángeles Azules

5. Manwolves

[rescuethewretched]

ahh my heart is telling me that you and madame garsa fwip would be such a perfect match! 💖 thinking about the mutual doting-upon, and running the cantina together

jess 💖 this makes me so happy and I am Picturing and Imagining and very much in love with this concept!!! we could be the hostesses with the mostest!!!

okay so I ship you with din!! i’m like totally picturing a life for you guys. after gideon. after the dark saber. after all of the trials and tribulations where you and din get to live a quiet life with grogu and maybe you have a cute garden to tend to and just!!!! cottagecore vibes almost

ship me with a fictional character and i’ll ship you with one, too!