#star's 🕊️ anon

[urfavstargirl]

hi star! i'd like to be your 🕊️ anon if that's okay with you <3

I actually just learnt abt the law, and I want a routine to manifest my dream life if that's okay with you?

any tips and suggestions, or something I can follow?

also have a great day, xoxo <3

hey 🕊️!! welcome to the community we're so happy to have u <33

as a person learning Law of Assumption for the first time, you should make sure not to overconsume!! a lot of posts on here basically mean the same thing with different words.

here are my favorite posts:

you should learn about non dualism, this series is actually SO good!

this is basically all you need to know for beginners!! it is very short but it really summarizes manifesting.

this can help you understand the 3d and why you shouldn't care about it

i think that's pretty much it! my asks/dms are always open if u have any more questions <3

[etherealkins]

hiii!!! i noticed ur blog promo on another blog i follow and saw that u did icon requests!! so if u don't mind could i request some icons of dr. n. gin from this video? -> https://youtu.be/nwDdJNv3Y8I (he's the chunky little blue guy. also srry if u don't allow links in asks 😓) no specific theme just whatever u feel is best thankss!! 🫶 /nf obv

hihi!!! ur request has been posted ^_^ sorry for the wait and i hope you enjoy :D please tell me if you need me to change anything at all!

[demonstars]

I have nsfw fic dnf in my draft rip we will never see you again

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[the-kr8tor]

Hello!! I hope that u r having a wonderful day/night!

I feel like suffering today so could I request reader comforting hobie after a canon event?

I need some more hurt/comfort in my life bc it’s one of my fav tropes even tho it’s sad 😭

🕊️anon

Hi, dovey!! Thank you for requesting! Prepare to be hurt/comforted 😂

Pairing: Hobie Brown x gn! Reader/ Spider-Punk x gn! Reader

Tags: no use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, CW implied violence, CW Injury, TW blood. Hurt/comfort.

ʕ⁠·⁠ᴥ⁠·⁠ʔ

Your hands are covered in crimson, iron fills your lungs as you scrub his hands in the basin. Legs aching from kneeling, tearful eyes staring at Hobie whilst he sits on the floor of your shared flat. His back lays flat on the wall. The same walls covered in the wallpaper you two chose for the place, all smiles and laughter filling the room— it's a stark contrast to the scene in front of you, his soft sobs wracking his battered body, wheezing from his bruised lungs. Yet he keeps his eyes open, red around the whites of his eyes, staring mindlessly at the ceiling he just dusted a few hours ago before it happened.

His entire suit is covered in blood, seeping through the fabric and into his skin. The same skin you brush against every morning, the same skin you love and adore. He thinks you wouldn't want to touch him again after seeing it marred by his blood and someone he failed to save. Their ichor drips on the carpeted floors, mixing into his own, staining the white material like blood on snow.

It's silent, you're silent, and he's afraid that it was almost you. Your blood almost spilled on him if he wasn't fast enough, if he chose the stranger rather than you.

Your face is unreadable, and he's terrified that he almost came home without seeing it ever again.

Your touch is soft against his split skin, and he's furious that green goblin made him choose, he feels he doesn't deserve the softness of your hands against his bloodstained ones.

Your breath hitches in your throat, dust dirtying your face, clothes torn from where goblin gripped you too tight, his mark left on your bicep; tiny pinpricks of dried blood from his sharp nails dot along your arm like grim stars.

And he's terrified of the other outcome where he didn't catch you in time.

“Hobie,” your hoarse voice cuts him like a knife, tone cracking at the simple utterance of his name, the steel twisting inside his gut at the screams you let out. “It'll be okay. We'll be okay.”

At your simple words, he wakes up, reaching over to you even when his wounds protest, even when his guilt screams at him to let you go.

You take him in your arms, kicking away the basin for more space, embracing him fully as he disappears into you. Hiding himself in the crook of your neck, body slotting perfectly against yours.

“‘m sorry,” your heart shatters at his apology. Hobie clings to you tighter, hands balling your shirt, refusing to let you go. His salty tears are gathering around your neck. But it's alright as yours drench his stained cheeks.

“It's okay.” You rock him in your arms, heavy kisses pressed on his temple, letting your love calm him. “Let it out, I'm here. I love you.”

Hobie hopes that one day you'll forgive him. Even though there's nothing to forgive while you cradle him in your arms.

[pacifymebby]

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☘️ You get Kidnapped

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🔪 NSFW Their Usually Shy Lover Fucks Like a Porn Star

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🍂 Reader who mis-speaks/ gets the wrong vibe in conversations (how they support you)

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🐰 When you tease them all day they... (nsfw)

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❤️ Coming out to them

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🔪 You die in their arms

🐀 Selective mute reader

🐻 Modern AU! Animal Crossing

🥃 How they respond when your drink is spiked

🦢 With a lover who sings

🦊 How they cuddle + you're on your period

🍒 NSFW (The Girls)

🍀 Arranged Marriage (they find out you have a child)

🌛 You leave your underwear in their office NSFW

🔪 You have a nightmare

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🐻 What they're like as dads

🔪 dark! How they deal with your childhood best friend

🥧 you're a baker always bringing them treats

🌼 You're just really excited to see them

🐻 Christmas Eve

🥀 Christmas Day

🦢 You have anxiety

Tommy Shelby

🌿 The Waves

You were a nurse in the war, now you’re a Shelby secretary (ptsd, dissociation, hurt/comfort)

🌿 NSFW Alphabet

🌿 Too Close Too Heaven

After watching John die you fled the family but now he's found you Tommy wants to help. (PTSD, grief, character death, hurt/comfort)

Alfie Solomons

🐻 NSFW Alphabet

🐻 Cuddle Fucking (plotless smut)

🐻 All Things Must Pass

Alfie comforts reader through a ptsd episode

🐻 Afraid of Everyone

You get attacked and Alfie comes to your rescue, cuddles you whilst you have a big cry

Arthur Shelby

🍂 Fear of Thunder 

Neither of you like the storm outside (hurt/comfort)

🍂 NSFW Alphabet

🍂 A Walk With His Daughter

🍂 Snowman

John Shelby

🌼 (requests open)

Bonnie Gold

🍀 Center of Gravity, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Bonnie finds out you can’t swim.

🍀NSFW alphabet

🍀NSFW headcannons

🍀Sleep The Clock Around

Bonnie helps you get some desperately needed rest

🍀Cinnamon girl

Hurt/Comfort, you and Bonnie have been kissing in secret for too long.

🍀 Angels

Fluffy nsfw if that makes sense? Cosy bath after one of Bonnie's fights.

🍀 Stormy Weather

nsfw inspired by that one horny bonnie anon <3

Isaiah Jesus

🐀 (requests open)

Michael Gray

☘️ nsfw alphabet

Ada Shelby

🦔 Bout des doigts

Smut but cosy

Aberama Gold

🦦 Blackberries

Age gap! Angst?

Random Wee Bits

☘️ Who has a secret sub side 🦔 Who Factory Reset Fucks ☘️ aftercare talk Alfie, Bonnie idk?

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[sacrifesse]

🕊️ ⋆˙⟡♡ “ DOVE ” iD PACK 〰️

╰┈┈➤ REQUESTED BY ANON ｡

— SYSTEM NAMES : the doves , the sleepy doves , the dreamers , the fading stars , the dying doves , the doves of dawn , the little doves , the bringers of dawn , the believers , the dreaming doves , the believers of dawn

— NAMES : dove , dovesse , dovette , star , robin , dawn , deathe , deathesse , deathette , sky , night , blanche , blanchesse , blanchette , hope

— PRONOUNS : dove/doves/doveself , star/stars/starself , dawn/dawns/dawnself , death/deaths/deathself , sky/skys/skyself , night/nights/nightself , sleep/sleeps/sleepself , sweet/sweets/sweetself , water/waters/waterself , freeze/freezes/freezeself , dream/dreams/dreamself , fade/fades/fadeself , flight/flights/flightself , cloud/clouds/cloudself , flame/flames/flameself , hope/hopes/hopeself

— USERNAMES : sleepingdove , sleepydove , dreamingdove , fadedstars , dawnbeliever , dovesong

— TiTLES : the dove , the sleepy dove , the sleeping dove , the dreamer , (pronoun) who dreams , the fading star , the dying dove , the dove of dawn , the little dove , the bringer of dawn , (pronoun) who believes dawn will come , the dreaming dove

— GENDERS : dovegender , dovegender , dovethegender , 🕊️☀️emojcombic , dovecreation , dovesickly , dovefrilled/frillydove , doveboy , dovegirl , dovelexic , dreamgender , dreamthing , sleepydream , dawnskygender

pt: “dove” id pack

requested by anon /end pt.

[eerieangels]

🕊️- CELESTICANGIC

[PT: celesticangic]

a gender related to cats, angels, stars, and celestial beings.

requested by ! anon

[1st ID: A rectangular flag with 13 stripes of varying sizes. The first & last three stripes are zig-zagged, while the rest are straight. The colours and sizes go as such: Thick midnight blue stripe, very thin yellow stripe, thin dark midnight blue stripe, thick dull blue stripe, medium-sized light dull blue stripe, thin yellow stripe, medium-sized light yellow stripe, thin yellow stripe, medium-sized light dull purple stripe, medium-sized dark dull purple stripe, thin dark royal purple stripe, very thin yellow stripe, thick royal purple stripe. In the middle of the flag, spanning from the fourth stripe to the tenth stripe vertically and nearly the entire flag horizontally is a dull blue paw, outlined in dark midnight blue, with the toe beans being light yellow stars. The paw has light dull purple wings on either side, outlined dark royal purple; the outline itself breaks off and starts twice on the top and the bottom of the start of the wings. Both symbols are outlined in white. End ID]

[2nd ID: A rectangular flag with 13 stripes of varying sizes. The first & last three stripes are zig-zagged, while the rest are straight. The colours and sizes go as such: Thick midnight blue stripe, very thin yellow stripe, thin dark midnight blue stripe, thick dull blue stripe, medium-sized light dull blue stripe, thin yellow stripe, medium-sized light yellow stripe, thin yellow stripe, medium-sized light dull purple stripe, medium-sized dark dull purple stripe, thin dark royal purple stripe, very thin yellow stripe, thick royal purple stripe. End ID]

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Another prompt for you darling~

Prompt~ r needs to be little like showing their usual tales for it (maybe fidgeting, messing with their sleeves, starring at lucis wings and biting their lip in a need for a tether etc I trust you with the tales) and luci sees this and keeps asking if they need to be little. R says no because it’s not a good time for them to slip and they know that. R wants to stay big and do a good job for lucifer.

Later on R slips and comes up to luci and and goes “da!” And touches their wings. And luci is happy to see their little angel finally giving into their own needs and reminds them to trust “da” because luci only wants them to be happy.

~ shy anon🕊️

#shyanon🕊️

Babbles

(Little angel universe, side shot)

Lucifer x little!angel!reader

A/n: honestly have no idea why this took me so long but I love it sm u don’t understanddddd, excuse the awful amount of space at the end it’s the only way I can work around this new stupid character limit

Extra prompt: very tiny r curling up in lucis wings

No warnings I think

☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾

You’ve always been a fan of showing your affection, truly no matter the setting you’d have an arm linked with Lucifer’s or be content as long as you got to sit next to them, pda wasnt an issue for you and Lucifer, and anyone who cared enough to comment on it would be reprimanded.

Here’s the thing though, there’s different types of affection you showed, and Lucifer noticed the way you’d tug on their sleeve or poked them for their attention instead of just calling them. How you seemed to be talking less and less and when you did you’d jumble your words, and mostly how your eyes darted to their wings more than usual. All of these being things you do when you’re little.

“Love, do you need to slip?” You shook your head, parting from them again. After every message you’d come back, and seek out Lucifer’s warmth, only to be sent back out within minutes with another message or reply. “Come on pouty, off you go.”

______

Again a few hours later when you finally had done everything, and got a chance to simply exist with them, while they worked of course.

The fidgeting, how you’d absentmindedly bite your nails, how your wings seemed to be hiding uncomfortably against your back and you would cling around them every chance you’d get. They attempted to ask again only to be interrupted. “Nu-uh don’t even say it. not the time” but they were right, you needed to slip.

“You’re stressed, Angel your wings should not be this tense.” You thought you were good at hiding it but they’re not stupid, of course they’d notice.

“Don’t ignore your needs, my love. Other things can wait.” They tried convincing you, but your stubbornness was greater. “I can also wait, I’m fine! you have work to do and I happen to be a great distraction apparently.” You pouted.

“If you’ll excuse me I’m going to find mazikeen, since she won’t fight me and tell me to slip while you finish whatever that is!” You stormed out in faux anger, it’s always fun to be dramatic. Lucifer huffed out a laugh as your made your way out.

_______

Not twenty minutes later you were storming back into the room. “mm da!” you ran to Lucifer with open arms, practically crashing into their chest and meeting them with a bone crushing hug. “up up up!!”

Lucifer chuckled, picking you up and settling you on their hip. “hello there little dove, that was quite fast, did something change your mind?” your hands absentmindedly smoothed over their wings, of course, what else was Lucifer expecting?

They went unheard, you were busy messing up their hair, which made Lucifer playfully glare at you, you giggled and continued, there was really no threat in doing so and Lucifer could fix it in seconds when they needed to.

“No work?” They gave you a nod and you exited my kicked your legs. “we gos now?” Lucifer chuckled and wrapped both arms around you as they made their way out. “You really hate the office that much?”

“Mm! Taks away da!.” You huffed rubbing your eyes. “We’ll limit office time for my little love then, I think it’s time for a little rest no? Long day for such a tiny one.”

______________

All while complaining against sleep you made your way to the floor picking up one of your stuffies and poked luci for attention. “Yes, my dove?” “da!” “What’s wrong, tiny?” you babbled something Lucifer could not possibly understand, but it seemed to be in a happy tone, so Lucifer just agreed.

Your communication was reduced to differently energized kicks that they eventually figured out some meant anger and others giddiness, little hums with again different tones of approval and disapproval and then impossible to understand babbles that they interpreted just by energy what whatever body language you attempted to show.

Occasionally they’d get another poke, or the somehow still energized “da!” When you really required their attention, otherwise they settled for watching over you, just making sure you didn’t do anything unsafe or somehow get hurt.

________

Soon enough Lucifer noted how often you were rubbing your eyes, little yawns that you tried to hide escaping you and how you seemed to be a little extra cuddly, it’s time for bed. “Come on tiny I’ll help you up, it’s bed time.” You babbled out some type of complain before reluctantly making your way to the side of the bed.

You giggled when Lucifer effortlessly lifted you up and got you onto bed. You curled up to their side, hugging tightly your stuffie, your little kicks didn’t come to a stop nor did your babbles as you seemed to be having a super interesting conversation with your stuffie.

“da?” Not so energetic this time, barely above a mumble. Lucifer didn’t need to ask, pulling you into their chest, wings enveloping you, making it dark yet safe, and perfectly warm. You nuzzled closer to them with a satisfied hum, letting your eyes close and sleep take over.

“da?” Not so energetic this time, barely above a mumble. Lucifer didn’t need to ask, pulling you into their chest, wings enveloping you, making it dark yet safe, and perfectly warm. You nuzzled closer to them with a satisfied hum, letting your eyes close and sleep take over.

[prpfs]

hello! i’m a twenty-nine year old writer. i’ve been writing for 10+ years and currently looking for someone to write with for a femdom-centric plot. ideally, this would feature dark/mature subject matter along with smut, however it will also feature a lot of plot/story.

overall, looking for someone who loves to plot/headcanon/friendly banter/and ideally, do this long-term. i would describe my writing style as casually lit to novella and enjoy writing something that might be 2-4 paragraphs long or longer. i’m here for all your nitty gritty details and also love good prose. also happy to match but not really into anything too short. i can share writing samples and hope you can too. i can post anything from 1-3 times a week.

i would like an m x f pairing, with myself playing the dominant female character. i have an oc who is malleable but i also enjoy making oc’s on the spot.

here are some plots i was thinking about (hope you find these fun and feel free to change/elaborate. they’re just fun tropes to use as a jump-off point):

1. mob daughter x bodyguard - he’s looking to move up in the family and is assigned to watch over her. however, it’s more than he’s bargained for. or perhaps, it’s unlocked things he wasn’t sure he ever liked.

2. victorian governess or ward or maid x master of the house - something vibey in the foggy english moors, where someone can get spanked with a riding crop in a hedge maze. here for stilted conversations, trying to be polite/keep up decorum, but overall messy sex in a huge manor akin to saltburn

3. popular gregarious type guy x cold icy girl - all over my tiktok is the golden retriever boyfriend who’s happy, excitable, and fun. what if behind closed doors, despite being “the man,” he’s really just her bitch

4. coworkers - he could be the boss at the day job, but by night…

5. local cop x stripper / prostitute / teacher etc. - he could be a bad cop, he could be a good cop, either way, he’s being cuffed to the bed

6. virgin male x dominatrix - ideally, the male character has fantasized about this for a long time and has hired someone to do the job

7. teen idol (female) x serious hollywood actor - he’s an action star, no one should know he’s nothing like the characters he plays on tv

8. vampire hunter x vampire / werewolf hunter etc.

honestly, very open minded. things i would be open to incorporate: cock rings, pegging, fucking machines, toys, romance, shame, societal expectations, subversions to gender norms / roles, messy feelings and emotions, hurt/comfort, secret relationships, cheating infidelity, age gaps, dead dove content, a/b/o tropes, and feel free to suggest.

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[softguarnere]

Hi! I really love your writing. I was wondering if you could write something fluffy with Eugene x reader? He’s my favorite.

Avec Les Étoiles Dans Les Yeux

Eugene Roe x reader

A/N: Hello Anon! You're in luck, because I have been on a Eugene kick after listening to Shane Taylor's podcast episode 🥺 His status as one of the fandom's favorite characters is well deserved, imo (As always, this is written for the fictional depictions from the show - no disrespect to the real life veterans!) Thank you for the request, and I hope you enjoy this 💕🕊️ Warnings: mentions of alcohol, mentions of war

The night has been loud and full of excitement. All around Berchtesgaden, parties are carrying on into the wee hours of the morning. It would seem that rules do not apply anymore, as alcohol flows freely and the loot is collected openly. And, more importantly for you, love does not seem like such a thing that needs hiding anymore.

Love tugs on your heartstrings as you walk through the night, hand and hand with Eugene. It gathers in the back of your throat, too, threatening to spill out in sobs of happiness if you open your mouth to express it. The most you can settle for is squeezing his hand and glancing at his handsome profile, watching him as he stares up at the stars, his dark eyes full of them. Avec les étoiles dans les yeux. He squeezes back.

Throughout the war, you’ve had to hide this – all the love that has grown between you and Eugene. But now, with the German surrender and rules going unenforced, who really cares about fraternization? And who, if they saw you walking together, would dare to make an assumption about where you might be going together?

When you make it back to the house that you, Gene, and a few other medics have chosen to quarter in, you both freeze in the living room. The room Eugene chose on the first night is off to the left, and yours is to the right. Now you stand at a crossroads.

He lets out a little laugh as he turns to you. “You want to . . . ? Or I could come stay with you – but only if you want to, that is.” He adds the last part quickly, a gentle blush coloring his cheeks.

“Of course.”

You follow him, slowly, into his room. The house is dark, but Gene’s warm smile lights the way. This is the Eugene that so many of the people who know him miss seeing. Most of Easy Company only sees Doc Roe, the shy but resourceful and caring medic. But you’ve come to know – to fall in love with – Eugene, the man. A man who is funny and kind and romantic. Part of you wishes that everyone else could see him like this so that they could better understand him, but sometimes you’re glad that you have him all to yourself. Like now.

Still with a bit of the party in you, you spring onto the bed, laughing as the fluffy mattress absorbs the shock. Such a different sleeping arrangement from what you had back in Bastogne, Holland, or even Toccoa, for that matter.

Gene laughs, his smile carrying to his eyes as he follows you, although he takes a seat on the edge of the bed, calmly.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” He asks.

Now it’s your turn to blush. You don’t try to hide it, though. You haven’t in a while. Eugene does something to you, and he deserves to see it. After all, he lets you see a side of him that most others rarely experience.

“Merci beaucoup,” you say, trying to remember the little bits of French that you’ve picked up from him during the war.

He nods in approval. “Tres bien.”

In the quiet of the house, you arrange yourselves so that you’re pressed into each other on top of the bed, leaning into the peace that exists there.

“You’re good at it,” Gene says quietly. “The French, I mean.”

“Well, I figure that I need to be, so that I can come visit you in Louisiana after we get sent home.” After the words have escaped your lips, you immediately regret them. Visiting Gene is something that you’ve thought about – perhaps fantasized about might be a more accurate way to put it – a few times. Although it would be nice to think that maybe he has also been dreaming of seeing each other after the war, you can’t be sure. Especially not when you feel him freeze beside you. You bite your lip to keep yourself from admitting to anything else, any more feelings that you assume that you share. Ice water fills your stomach at the thought that maybe this is only a wartime fling.

“Actually, I’ve been thinkin’ –“ His words send panic thrumming through your veins. Who knows where he might be going with this? “ – Would you want to visit me? All the way in Louisiana?”

“Yes,” you answer immediately.

“Because I was . . .” He clears his throat, like he can unstick the words he’s trying to say. Pressed up against him, it’s impossible to miss the warmth that floods his skin as he continues, “I was wonderin’ if maybe you might want to do more than visit Louisiana. Stay a while, I mean. Or . . . maybe just – you don’t have to if you don’t want to, obviously – come home with me after they send us back.”

Is he asking you to come live with him in Louisiana? Sitting so close, he would have to be deaf to miss the way that your heart is tripping over itself in your chest. This is more than you’ve dared to imagine in your wildest daydreams.

You shift to look at him. He’s already looking at you, his expression so open and honest and timid as he waits. You could kiss him, right then and there. That would be your answer.

“Gene,” you breathe instead, all the happiness from back in the street threatening to flood over again. “Of course. I would love to come to Louisiana with you.”

He breathes a sigh of relief. “’Cause if you don’t want to, we could always go to your hometown. Or someplace else entirely.”

Once again you take his hand and squeeze it. “Louisiana sounds perfect,” you muse. And you mean it. On cold nights sitting in foxholes, he used to describe the sights and sounds of the South to you, describing it all with such love and care that you could swear his words warmed you right up. There’s nowhere else you would rather go.

“I guess I’ll have to perfect my French between now and then.”

“We can have a lesson now,” Gene says, a mysterious tone you’ve never heard before creeping into his voice. “Je t’aime.”

This time you can’t hold yourself back from kissing him. You press your lips to his cheek, smiling into the kiss.

“Easy,” you whisper. “I love you.”

A bubbly laugh, so unlike the Gene that everyone else thinks they know, escapes from his throat. “Darling, you’ve already got all the French that you need.”

[borderline-culture-is]

Sign-off list

list of claimed sign-offs on this blog

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[365-days-of-taylor-swift]

❣️IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT❣️

To all my fellow swifties and lyric lovers 🫶 I have something special planned for this december that I hope y'all enjoy! It's called the:

❄️ Back to December - Challenge ❄️

What's the idea?

This lil end of year challenge will include the tradtion of a good ol prompt list for each day of the month ! Every prompt is focused on a reoccuring word in Taylor's music and our fave lyrics including it!

Who can particpate?

Literally anyone who wants to create for this challenge or has in the past created smth that fits the prompt list!

I would of course love and be immensly honored, if any of you get inspired to create smth new for this! However! The whole idea behind this "back to december" challenge, is also that you get to revisit your past work that might not have gotten the recognition it deserved, or that you would simply love to show ppl again! ❄️

I'd love for anyone who likes this idea or is even considering joining the challenge, to rb this and spread the word! 🫶❣️

Promptlist and more details under the cut

❄️ Back to December - Challenge - Daily December Promptlist❄️

One/once 💚

Two/twice 💛

Three 💜

Four ❤️

Five 💙

Six 🖤

Seven 💘

Eight 🤍

Nine 🧡

Ten/hundred/thousand/ 💯

Week 📅

Rose 🌹

Birthday/party 🥳

Drink/Alcohol 🥂

Light 🕯️

Fire 🔥

Water 🌊

Stone 🪨

Air 🌬️

Twenty 2️⃣0️⃣

Gold 🪙

Sun ☀️

Family 👩‍👧‍👦

Star 💫

Christmas 🎄

Moon 🌕

Animal 🕊️

Card ♠️♥️♦️♣️

Month 📆

Year 🗓️

Midnight 🕛

What are the rules?

So as I've mentioned you don't need to create new stuff for this challenge! If you've ever done smth featuring lyrics that involve a word on this list then you can join just as easily as someone who wants to create smth new!

What types of media are allowed?

Any you can think of! Whether you have drawn/painted smth, made a lyric edit, did an lyric analysis, wrote a piece of (fan)fiction, made a video or if you crafted anything irl (like embroidery or collages for example); anything is allowed as long as it fits a taylor lyric featuring a word on the list!

How do I participate?

Well there are multiple options that will all lead you to a similar result!

1. You want to create smth for this challenge or have simply never posted about the work you're considering for this? then you can either

a) You can make your own post, tag this blog in it and schedule it to post on the day of the prompt

b) You can submit it to this blog and I will post it on the corresponding day

2. You've already created and posted about smth that would fit within this challenge?

-> then you can just tag me in it anytime until the day of the prompt and I will schedule my reblog of it for that day!

-> work you did on other challenges like inktober etc is ofc welcome as well! (as long as it's alright with the og creators of the respective challenges)

❣️IMPORTANT NOTE❣️

No matter which way you choose to participate in this challenge, I will post/reblog your art to this blog and add commentary on everything I loved about it!

Everyone deserves to get recognition for their beautiful work and I'd love to be able to spread some joy to y'all during 'tis damn season!

I'd love to participate!, but I can't think/choose a lyric for a day I like...

No worries, I got you! If anyone wants some inspo, just dm me. I have a huge google doc with all the lyric examples for this challenge and I'd be happy to share it 🫶

Or if you don't feel comfortable dming, you can send an anon asking for about inspo for a specific day and I will post the lyric examples there ♥️

I might want to participate but I'm not sure (if I'll remember) yet...

First of all no worries or pressure with this lil challenge! If you're unsure about whether you'll have the time/want to participate, you can:

send me a dm asking me to remind you about this challenge again before november ends

ask me to tag you when I rb this post once a week etc

-> asking me to do this is in no way binding to you! I simply want to offer a little help to those who (like me 🙈) struggle with forgetfulness even with stuff they might like to do! ❣️

If anyone has additional questions about this challenge, feel free to comment or sent me an ask/dm I'll be happy to answer them!

Additional Q&A

What if my creation features lyrics that fit multiple days?

That's totally okay and you can submit one piece of work/art for multiple days at once! More info here

What happens to this blog during december?

Besides hopefully <;3 rbing and posting your wonderful submissions, I will be posting polls featuring the lyrics I found for these prompts as polls on each day!

Bonus (aka some explanations why I chose those specific prompts for that day):

12 = Roses bc I couldn't just leave them out, since they feature in btc and "a red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground"

13 = ofc the birthday of our lord and savior

15 = Lights bc it's the last day of Hannukah this year

22 = Sun bc of the winter solstice

26 = full moon that day!

27 = apparently it's national zoo day and I lowkey love that

28 = same as above but with card games lmao

[articdelilah]

Hello may I request a scenario about the princes reaction after being pranked by their s/o. it can be with anyone(if you're planning that there would be multiple suitors) but please add Keith ehehehe

✮ Pranked and Fooled ✮

CW: Emma and Silvio are naked, implied smut?

Hi Anon! Thank you for the request and so sorry about the delay!! I’ve been so busy and I’ve been struggling to keep up with requests but I’m hoping to get all of them done this weekend🕊️🌙

Keith and Silvio

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

Within Jade, there was a very bored Princess. The old Belle was so used to all the drama within Rhodolite and teaming up with Clavis that the tranquility of the Jadean Palace was strange. She missed those times of chaos but she never regretted moving to Jade with Keith.

Keith only has a sister who isn’t very social; therefore it was quiet, calm and peaceful. Not like Emma minded but sometimes she needed to cause a bit of mischief.

She then thought of a prank, a prank taught to her by dear old Clavis. It was harmless but the reactions were always priceless (especially Yves’), she couldn’t help but wonder how Keith would react.

Later that day she sat with Keith, his large hand gently holding hers. “Keith,” She said with a smile on her face “Would you like to have a tea party with me?”. The question was random and the offer spontaneous but Keith thought nothing of it, agreeing right away.

The next day Emma couldn’t stay focused as she prepared everything for her prank. She had spent practically the whole day trying to remember everything and Clavis had taught her. She set out the tea party outside under a large tree, waiting for her Prince to arrive.

After a whole 10 minutes, Keith had arrived with flowers in his hands for Emma and a bright smile. She almost felt guilty but nevertheless she offered Keith to try a new recipe she had made. He loved everything and anything sweet, how could he skip on an offer such as that one?

He took the one of the golden brown cupcakes in his hand and took a big bite..

His tawny eyes widened as the taste of the cupcake and horseradish hit his taste buds, the look of disgust on his face was evident even when he tried to smile. The Princess couldn’t help but let a giggle escape as she watched him swallow and smile crookedly at her. The girl had burst into laughter a few seconds prior, small clear tears of joy spilling down her face like raindrops. Her manicured finger lifted to wipe some of the water crystals from her face, only to quickly clutch onto her tummy instead. “Happy April Fools!” She said between fits of laughter yet Keith was too busy drinking the honey tea to answer right away. The taste stuck to his tongue like fur on clothes, “It’s not the 4th” He smiled at last. After all, this was the girl he fell in love with.

Silvio was already suspicious when Emma came to him with a sickly sweet smile on her face, voice as melodic as a bird song as she had requested to shower with him.

Showering with Silvio wasn’t that uncommon, but something about Emma’s act told him she had something planned. Nevertheless, he agreed and waited til night.

When the stars were up in the sky, Emma was already waiting for her fiancé in their shared bathroom. Her naked body sat at the edge on the bathtub, small giggles left her lips as she thought of Silvio’s reaction.

Silvio eventually came, raising a brow at the excited woman before taking off his clothes and stepping into the shower after Emma. Silvio washed Emma’s hair first then her body before letting her lather soap on her hands to wash him.

Emma talked about her boring day, her hands gliding through his hair to wash it. He relaxed as she spoke after the most boring things on earth, completely forgetting about Emma’s smug grin when he stepped inside the shower first.

The water steamed resulting in all the mirrors being foggy. Silvio didn’t particularly have time to look into at any mirror as he was attacked with Emma’s hungry kisses. She had dragged him to bed almost immediately.

(To…SLEEP👀)

Emma was still in bed, the morning breeze blowing through the open windows allowing the sounds of waves crashing against the rocks below. Her [H/C] hair wild and messy and eyes wrinkled as her bubbly giggles filled the large bedroom. Silvio stood infront of the large vanity mirror he bought for Emma when she first moved into the palace, his face a mix of shock, anger and grief. Large veiny hands tangled within light blonde hair a perfect match of Rio’s, even his brows were dyed the atrocious colour. They furrowed deeply at the sound of Emma’s laughter. “Shudd up woman” he grumbled, rolling his ocean blue eyes. “You look very handsome you Tyrant” She spoke at last, getting out of the plush bed and wrapping her hands around his waist.

If you like my work, feel free to request🕊️

[soothsayer-black-swan]

 Every moment is worth remembering~

Your past seems intriguing, to say the least… would you mind if I took a little peek?

I am Black Swan, but a Memokeeper here in Penacony for the same reason as most others— drawn in by the revelry.

Such a festival is charming, isn’t it? So many beautiful memories can be created in a place like this… a dream come true, one could say.

Many of the Charmony Festival attendees hide ill intent, but I can confidently reassure you that I am one of the relatively more trustworthy.

I wish you no harm, and I will even aid you if you wish. A divination is free of charge if you simply ask for one, and I am also in the business of recovering lost memories, if that is what you desire.

Notes from the moderator:

Mod also runs the @aventurine-official rp account, so the format is her own and is not plagiarized :)

Guidelines:

~ Keep the asks sfw if you please, suggestive is okay!

~ No random links in asks unless they are links to other Tumblr posts (if they are there, please specify what they are)

~ Be kind, please. Any hateful comments related but not limited to racism, sexism, homophobia, ableism, ageism and transphobia will not be tolerated here and you may be blocked.

~ All ships (age-appropriate) are welcome (I personally hc Black Swan as lesbian, so she will have a noticeable preference in women)

~ Try to avoid sending DMs to the mod unless you are another mod

~ Anons are more than welcome here! You may have a personalized tag and everything :)

List of current anon signoffs here

Key (if applicable):

" " : for dialogue

* * : for movements

( ) : ooc

Tags:

#savant soothsayer 🦢 : Art reblogs

#a cup of tea 🍵 : Random thoughts and calm moments

#the answer you seek 🔮 : Asks from anons and others

#sea of memories ✨: Interactions with Honkai Star Rail blogs

#memory of a dream 💫 : Interactions with other characters from Penacony

#dear wanderers 🌟: Interactions with Pathstriders of the Trailblaze

#a most charming ranger 🗡️ : Interactions with / mentions of Acheron

#little miss trouble 🎉 : Interactions with / mentions of Sparkle

#little doves 🕊️: Interactions with / mentions of Sunday and Robin

#a bet hard-won ♠️: Interactions with / mentions of Aventurine

#of honour and glory 🔫: Interactions with / mentions of Boothill

Masterlist post of Honkai Star Rail-official blogs linked here