#these drawings are quite old btw just warning

[haleigh-sloth]

Since ur a artist I was wondering...do you have any ocs? I love ur art!!

No OCs but when I have an idea in my head and need a person to be drawn for it I revert to the same-looking girl every time

Also thank you! ❤️💜💙

[orchidniins]

Helloooo i LOVE the Serendipitous beginnings😍😍😍😍 the tension is giving✨️

Btw can i have a reaction for mr.television for being possessive towards his girl, bcuz ms gurl is so pretty and many people want her💅.

Question: Do u also write for chaos crew or sidemen??

Possessive | Arthur Frederick

A/N: Thanks for the request! And I'm so glad that you loved my first ArthurTV fic! I'm absolutely in love with this idea and I hope this is what you had in mind. As for your question Anon, I currently only write for Choos crew (Mainly ArthurTV, Arthur Hill and George Clarke) and ChrisMD. Hope you enjoy!! Pairings: ArthurTV x GN!Reader Warnings: Fluff Word Count: 1k+

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Arthur wasn't typically the possessive or jealous type.

Throughout your relationship, he trusted you completely, especially after you had told him about you past experiences with possessive boyfriends. He had full faith in you, never feeling the need to control or restrict your interactions, even when you had male friends who would often come over to your place to hang out.

You were currently getting ready for a mini reunion with some old classmates from school. You had spent your time getting ready quite nicely this evening. The venue they had picked to meet up at was slightly fancy, so you wanted to dress up to suit the occasion. You opted for a cute outfit that complimented your figure and complexion perfectly, and you styled your hair to perfection.

As you finished getting ready, Arthur couldn't help but admire your beauty. "You look absolutely beautiful," he remarked, his hands gently resting on your waist. You smiled in response, a hint of appreciation in your eyes as you thanked him. Arthur leaned in and planted a quick peck on your cheek.

He couldn't shake the possessive urge to keep you all to himself. Despite your initial hesitance, if it weren't for him convincing you to attend, he would have gladly kept you at home, wrapped up in his arms. He had assured you he would accompany you, especially since many people would be bringing their partners.

Arthur remembered you talking about feeling unpopular in school and simply coasting through without much attention from guys or anyone really. He was shocked, he thought you were absolutely beautiful and would often voice his disbelief, but you would just shoot it down.

Once the two of you reached the venue, Arthur initially let you go off with your friends, especially when one of them pulled you away to meet the others. He decided to hang back at the bar, allowing you to have your moment.

As you mingled with a group of classmates, compliments about your stunning appearance and your transformation since school filled the air. However, despite not typically being the possessive type, Arthur couldn't shake off the pang of jealousy as your male classmates openly flirted with you, despite your polite rejections and mention of your relationship status.

Arthur, currently standing with a few of your friends that he had met previously, tried his best to resist the urge to draw closer to you. He did not want to suffocate you with his presence despite the overwhelming desire to do so. With each flirty remark directed at you, his jealousy simmered beneath the surface, yet he maintained his composure, engaging in conversation while ensuring you remained in his line of sight.

Almost as if reading Arthur’s mind, you leave the group and make your way back to him, momentarily easing his tension. However, his relief is short-lived as he watches someone intercept you on your way, attempting to chat you up as well.

Arthur's jaw tenses as he observes from where he’s stood, and a flicker of possessiveness flashes across his eyes. He turns to your friends, his tone edged with a hint of annoyance, "Who's the guy?"

As Arthur watches your body stiffen, his gaze never leaving your form, he senses your discomfort.

"Oh, him," your friend begins, catching the shift in Arthur's calm demeanor. "I didn’t know he was coming. Y/N had a bit of a crush on him in school, but he was kind of a dick to them. Like he was one of those stuck-up pricks, thought he was too good for everyone, you know?"

Feeling a surge of possessiveness, Arthur's grip tightens around his glass as he excuses himself from the conversation. He walks up to where you are standing, his demeanor protective and possessive. Wrapping his arms securely around your waist, he draws you closer, the warmth of his embrace enveloping you. Pressing a tender kiss to the side of your temple, he feels your body relax against his and your tension melts away in his embrace.

His voice, low and commanding, cuts through the air, "Hi Love, who’s this?"

Standing slightly taller than the other guy, Arthur squares his shoulders, introducing himself, "I'm their boyfriend."

The man hesitated, clearly intimidated by Arthur's imposing presence, before hastily retreating with a muttered excuse. Your pulse quickens as you look up at him, feeling a rush of arousal at his dominant display.

"Shall we?" Arthur's voice cut through the charged atmosphere, his gaze intense as he extended his hand. With a nod, you place your hand in his, allowing him to lead you back to your friends.

The rest of the night, Arthur throws his own rules out of the door, abandoning any pretense of restraint. He stays glued to your side, His arm draped protectively around your waist, or sometimes resting tenderly over your shoulder, as if to claim you as his own. He wanted to demonstrate to everyone present just how stunning you were, and more importantly, that you were his.

On your drive back home, you in the driver’s seat, a weighted silence fills the car, both grappling with the events of the night. Eventually, it was Arthur who broke it, his voice soft and filled with concern as he spoke, "Sorry if I seemed a bit too… clingy tonight. I didn’t mean to, I suppose I got a bit carried away."

You reply, your eyes remaining fixed on the road ahead, your tone reassuring and expression soft. "No, you don’t have to apologize. It was fine, honestly," you assure him.

The atmosphere in the car drifted into a comfortable lull, a moment of uncertainty, before you decided to break it with a teasing question, "So, Arthur, were you feeling a little jealous?" You glance at him, a playful smile tugging at your lips.

Arthur chuckled lightly, shaking his head in denial. "Not at all," he replied, though his expression remained hard to read as he turned to meet your gaze.

They came to a stop at a traffic light, the red glow illuminating the car. You turn to him, still teasing, "So, you weren't jealous?" you asked, pointing at him with a grin.

Arthur reached for your hand, intertwining their fingers and bringing it to his lips for a soft kiss. His eyes held yours, and he said, "Just remember who you belong to, darling."

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[starleska]

stop all this wholesome >:( I wanna know your hcs on Dark!Wally. Explore how evil he is. What kinda horrible agenda he has goin on. Your choice if its still a x reader im just curious how you'd interpret it- ... Dont feel forced to do so btw feel free to ignore this if it aint yer cup of tea ToT

hahahaha, this gave me a great laugh!! you've caught me, anon - i am very much a fan of evil, devious, villainous, morally bereft and just plain dreadful characters. you'll see from my f/o tracker that i'm quite the bad guy connoisseur - i just haven't explored that with Wally yet because we know so little about what his agenda is!! it's Wally's ambiguity that makes him so fun to play with;;;

i'd love to fill this out with some potential theories, if you'll humour me 😉 gonna pop this under a spoiler tag as well just in case this speculation turns out correct, and for the warnings!!

content warnings for potential Welcome Home spoilers, scopophobia, stalking, murder, cannibalism, and cults:

Dark!Wally (or potentially, just Wally) Darling headcanons:

⭐ Wally is using us as food. ever since we found out about Wally eating with his eyes, i haven't been able to get this idea out of my head. everything from everyone looking up at the tracker on the website, to Wally watching us from the other side of the screen, has me wondering exactly why he loves us so much, and why he seems happy to engage with all of us pouring in to look at the site. i'm wondering if Wally is something of a psychic cannibal - someone who is able to devour essence through attention, particularly through eye contact. there is something he's getting from us interacting with him on the website, and i feel like his love is of the possessive variety...he needs us for something that we don't understand yet. ⭐ Wally 'fed' his neighbourhood friends to his Home, and is play-acting as if his friends are still alive by interacting with us. some eagle-eyed fans noticed recently that in one image, Wally's armchair has a stitched-on patch that looks suspiciously like Barnaby's skin. likewise, there's a very strange file name on one of the drawings Wally did on the Guestbook, in a comment talking about Eddie, where he says he 'runs too much'. we know that Home is alive, and that Wally talks to Home. we also don't know why Wally's house is the only one with apparent sentience. my question is...how is Home fuelled? and why is Wally the only one talking to us through the Guestbook if his puppet-self is alive - where is everyone else? my (very thin) speculation is that Wally may have sacrificed his friends to keep Home alive, but suffered a mental breakdown as a result, and wants to preserve their old life through the website as if nothing is wrong. ⭐ Wally is a vain attention hog who wants to be back in the spotlight. this one is bare-bones, but hear me out - this can go a couple of ways! if we choose to believe the Wally speaking from within the website is, somehow, a sentient puppet (or his consciousness is infused with the website), we could also believe that he may miss his apparently peaceful, love-filled life from another time. perhaps Wally was alive during the original run of Welcome Home, and somehow remained alive following its cancellation. perhaps he feels spurned now he's no longer the friendly neighbourhood host of the television show long-forgotten to the public...where better to try and gain a new audience than online, under the guise of a restoration project? we could even make a potential cult leader argument here... again, this is all pure speculation!! we have no idea at all what Wally's agenda is at this stage, and that's a good thing;; it's going to be loads of fun learning more about Wally and what his intentions are. i'd love to hear people's theories 😉

[sweeneydino]

Random Fanfic and AU Ideas I'm writing down now so I don't forget it. Some of these are old.

Angst and Blood Warning, btw.

If anyone wants to write it, please feel free to take it. I'm running out of reading material, and I'm having withdrawal.

Never listen to Kikuo while drawing man, really makes you make some depressing shit 💀

A Blanket For Your Troubles:

Leon didn't make it out of the prison dimension.

His soul, in the image of him as a tot, remains unable to rest and haunts a strange world similar to his own where he meets four older mutants like him who try to help him move on.

He either remains dead and goes back to his ancestors or somehow is able to reunite with his family.

Depends on how much you want to hurt.

To prove yourself:

Three sets of the unique family end up trapped in the Rottmnt universe, where they must raise the Rottmnt crew with a recently mutated Splinter.

However, the differences between them prove to cause a rift in a certain young slider who's growing self-hatred comes to head in one final encounter.

Where he must prove himself.

Cruel Joke:

When you're on your death bed, you expect to be met with those you've loved who were lost along the way, greeting you with open arms.

What you don't expect is to awaken with four baby versions of you and your siblings, crawling all over you, and an image of your father that is vastly different than from what you can remember.

The universes final "Fuck you", to the last ninja turtle standing.

Party Crasher:

A fun, annual universal gathering of your favorite TMNT versions is rudely intruded by one incredibly injured and very feral, red-eared slider that gives one of them a cast and the other a minor concussion.

With their party ruined, the collection of turtles, and their companions, must begrudgingly help this strange turtle rediscover their identity and heal fast to discover just what the absolute hell caused so much damage to something so young.

Also, they like apples.

Not my brothers:

The smallest holds them together. So when the youngest dies in their arms, they lose their glue.

The blue one becomes protective and clingy. He assumes the worst and uses his blade to fix it.

Purple keeps track and imprisons to keep safe. He's not afraid to use his tech for certain situations.

Big red keeps them from straying far, no matter what must be done to do so.

Michelangelo must treat these versions of his brothers like monsters that'll kill him at a moments notice because thats exactly what they've become.

Idk that's just what I remember. I don't like it.

Blood in the Streets:

Leon gets a strange yokai disease that makes him crave flesh. He has to hide the problem while his brothers help a newly arrived vampire hunter hunt down beasts. Unfortunately, he is quite attractive.

Lmao vampire love story lol Leosagi.

Better than twilight

I don't fucking know I'm sleep deprived💀L

If there are any fics like these things, I'd love to see them. I need more book pages while I procrastinate.

Why am I so lazy

Just posting shiz

[blair-the-juggalho]

Hi, hope you're okay! Could you possibly do TWDG s1 group reacting to a reader who is maybe s4 clementines age taking care of a kid? Like in the form of headcanons. If not, then could it possibly be s2? Thanks a lot and you're great at writing, don't worry if you can't do this.

Of course I’ll give it a go tysm for all that btw it truly means a lot to me <<<333 sorry if these are a bit rubbish/ out of character I’ve never written for S1 before but I’m exited to do so! :D low key forgot who was a part of the S1 group lmao!

Twdg Season 1 group with an reader who’s looking after a kid

Lee

He empathises with you a lot since he kinda sees himself in you

And he will always be there helping you out and giving you advice if you needed it

He will also look out for you kid! Yk that part when he has to choose who to give rations to? Yeah well you and yer kid r defo getting some food <3!

He’d relate to you a lot and you’d both talk about how stressful it can be but it’s totally rewarding as you both love yer little guys!

This man is always on your side no matter what he has full trust in you and he’s glad to know that your child is in safe hands!

Kenny

This man really loves you and your kid!

He’s always nice to you (and as long as your loyal and treat him with equal amount of respect) he’s always on your side backing you up

If anyone questions wether or not you old enough to take care of a kid he will be right by your side biting their head off!

He’d encourage duck to spend time with your kid and warn him not to be too energetic especially at first lmao

Your most definitely ok to come with him and his family in the caravan if things go to shit :D

Katjaa

This gorgeous soul truly empathised with you

She would always be there if you needed advice or just someone to talk too!

She’d also encourage duck to hang out with your kid and she’d have to remind him to try and chill out about around them lmao

She had a lot of respect for you and thinks your an amazing person for taking care of a child in a world like this

There’s not many good, caring people left so it really does warm her heart

She will also try and help you relax more when your not doing whatever job you’re doing!

She knows you need a brake, lovely! No matter how strong and capable you are <3

Duck

Duck was super exited when you and your kid showed up!

It was two new ppl to hang out with!

He can be a bit much at times, always asking you two questions and trying to get your kid to play with him but he means well!

He thinks your a totally awesome role model so he has a lot of respect for you! Especially if you where cool or was willing to play with him and yer kid :D

Sometimes he would get a bit nosy because he was confused, you where very young and you where looking after a kid??? What happened to their parents???He’d ask you about it and if it made you uncomfortable you’d get katjaa or Kenny pulling him away and apologising to you

He doesn’t really understand what’s not ok to ask <:p but I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again he does mean well lmao

Clementine

Clem really liked you and your kid!

You where like a younger version of lee in her eyes, therefore she’s trusts you a lot more!

If your kid is more like duck then she’ll be nice but won’t talk to them as much :p

However if they’re more like her in the sense that they’re more relaxed or quite then she loves hanging out with them!

She’ll always draw you two pictures!

And if you ever needed a brake to just relax she’d drag your kid of to go and draw with her!

Larry

(This man is so fucking scray oml 😭😭😭😭)

He’s a pretty serious, grumpy guy and he’s super intimidating so your kid (and you) probably tried to avoid him at first

However even if he didn’t show it he would look out for you kid!

Sometimes he was a bit suspicious and doubted wether such a young person could look after a child in a world like this:(

But he lets you be (unless he gets really mad and he’ll bring it up :p)

But deep, deep down in that stone cold heart he does want you and your kid to be safe and he feels low key sorry that all this shit happened

Lilly

She always looked out for you and your kid

She’d make sure your child (and if they had enough you) had some food when it came time to ration food

Also if yer child has longer hair you can bet she’d give them some hair bobbles! :D

She also always made small talk to your child she wanted to make sure that they where as happy as they could be in an apocalypse

She would also be there if you needed advice or to vent, her advice can be a bit honest and sometimes hard to hear but it’s pretty helpful tbh!

Doug

His man, like Carley, was never really good with kids

He would always back you up tho and he would always be there if you wanted someone to talk too

He would do anything in his power to make you and your kid feel safe!

I’m sorry but all that’s running through my brain is

“Hey, (kids name)! You want some batteries? :D”

He will try his best to keep you two happy!

Carley

(confession time, I’ve never played her route so I know f all about her)

She’s never really been good with kids tbh

She’s always been nice to them but she never really knows what to do with them

That being said she will always be nice to your kid!

And she really respects how capable you are for taking care of a child!

She truly does admire you for that

She will also go easy on you but will remind you to be strong and to put yourself and your kid first!

Ben

This man does understand you

I mean he’s your age and he did have a younger sibling!

But this man is no help I’m so sorry 😭

Like he wants to help you in anyway he can!

But bro can’t give you advice or anything!

I mean he can tell you stories about his sibling that kinda relates to any issue your having?

But he’s way more of a listener lmao <:)

So talk to him all you want! He’s all ears <3

[windsweptinred]

Hey, had this image of Morpheus as a massive Raven hovering in the air behind Daniel in my head and thought you would maybe like it as well. Maybe I'll draw it one day but until then I've written it. Hope you enjoy this :)

The dark entity rises in front of Dream while he watches with neither anger nor fear only a hint of curiosity on his fine boyish features.

"Now Dreamlord what shall I do to you, after I’ve slayed your oh so loyal pet?" The entity gestures dismissively to the bloody body of the Corinthian lying on the ground. "You are just a child after all nothing like your predecessor. Not even worse a challenge, letting others fight your fights."

Dream’s lips twitch. "I apologize for the transgressions of my nightmare, he is sometimes a bit overeager." A short glance to the side confirms that said nightmare is already getting up again while cursing quite colorfully under his breath. "But if you rather want to measure yourself with my predecessor than me I can certainly ask him if he would be willing to do so. But I should warn you he won't be in the best mood. As far as I know, he had a date planned for this evening."

"What?" The entity frowns in confusion. Dream however closes his eyes and hums under his breath. The Corinthian has by now staggered to his lord's side complaining about his ruined suit. After a moment the new Dreamlord opens his eyes again and smiles a little bit brighter now. "He will be here shortly." The smile gets a little mean tilt. "I hope you don't mind his form though, he was indeed not pleased to be interrupted."

Before the entity can answer a strong wind sweeps over the area. Sand and little stones swirl around and lift into the air. The wind picks up more and more before a huge black shape dives out of the sky.

With one powerful beat of its massive wings, it stops short of touching the ground. Black as night it hovers behind the young man, making his white curls and clothes dance in the gust of its beating wings.

Dream smiles up at the monstrous raven, the stars in his eyes reflecting back at him from the dark ones of the beast.

"I'm sorry for the interruption of your evening but this guest here thought you would be a worthier challenge than me," the young man says with a beatific smile.

A deep rumbling scratching sound, a grotesque rendition of a chuckle, comes from the raven. "Then he must not know who he faces."

"It appears to be so. But perhaps he would like to compare, if you would like to join me?"

Again the rumbling scratching chuckle from the raven, "With pleasure. Let us show him the old and new terror of Nightmare. He may decide afterward which was more to his liking."

The Corinthian scoffed, "Sure you haven't gone soft in your retirement Morpheus?"

The raven turns his massive head towards the nightmare. "You are welcome to judge as well, little nightmare. Though I do not think this will take long." With that the raven turns to the entity in front of them. It seems to flinch when the dark eyes fix it in place. "Not long indeed. Shall we, my dear successor?"

"After you, Morpheus," the young man in white says, smile still on his soft lips, though as he turns to the entity, sharp teeth seem to glint behind them.

Just Morpheus and Daniel tag teaming and completely obliterating whoever thought to stand in their way. Morpheus would be so offended on Daniel's behalf here. How dare anyone think his successor would not be better than him. 

Btw no idea what the situation with Morpheus here is, he is retired but can still visit the dreaming and be either nightmare or dream, really no idea, only had the image and no context XD

Anon this is glorious! I cannot express what an honour and delight it was to find this waiting in my ask box!

I love how you captured Daniel, the 'boyish' sweetness with something decidedly more sinister lurking beneath the surface. He's so assured in this and it's sublime. The way his challenger uses Morpheus as a goad, but Daniel just shrugs it off in a, 'Well, it's your funeral' kind of way. 😅

I absolutely adored the relationship between Morpheus and Daniel. I think so often, we (myself included) picture their relationship as an imbalanced mentor/ student or retired!human/Endless one. But here, they have such a fist bump, we got this moment. They've got a perfect equilibrium in power and relationship and I love it! And Morpheus being offended on Danny's behalf. My heart! 💖💖💖

And the Corinthian rushing in there like a protective attack dog. Even though he knows Dream can more then handle the situation. Because ofcourse he would. And I think I'm now going to have to offically headcanon Cori getting a cheeky one liner in about retirement/here's the old guard/OK boomer whenever he meets Morpheus. 🤣

Hmmm, I've always liked to picture the relationship between Daniel and retired! Morpheus being more fluid. Almost a ying yang in that they have a little of each other in them. There's no saying Morpheus can't still tap into a little Endless in the Dreaming, while Daniel can tap into a little humanity in the Waking. Especially in regards to your fic, I love to think the links not entirely severed.

Once again thank you so much for this! I can't express how happy I was to read it. If you ever do illustrate it, please let me know!

[krash-8]

so!!!! sonic prime thoughts/me getting my ideas straight before tomorrow/theory 👍👍 this will literally all be irrelevant by tomorrow but whatever this is for Me !!!! fair warning I have no idea if any of this makes sense, also I am probably an idiot <3

so here I go. uh. what I'm getting personally: when the prism split, everything was all divided and reality formed its ownnnn..... branches, for lack of better word. branches off of each shard. the previously singular world seperated, formed the shatterverse. that's the wiring of it all, connecting the shards, because they are meant to be one. sonic didn't split because of paradox energy reasons. shadow escaped the blast. but the others didn't (nor the environment itself), and now they're all different versions, none quite.... right. but most alive.

that brings us to saving the 'real' characters! getting sonics old friends back. all the energy back in one place will, in theory, bring back green hills. well, one place in particular. (altho we're missing some. sonic. but that's another story.)

there isn't exactly a lost, true version out there that'll spring back out of nowhere when the energy is together, they're mostly all just parts of a puzzle. with a base, a guideline to be filled in, which I assume you know what I'm thinking as to where.

no matter how I put this it's gonna sound dramatic bc of the way I'm writing it but yep! ofc it's ghost hill. (which I really like the name of btw lol)

yes, ghost hills is basically a copy of the original world. everything was "the same." literally where the whole paradox prism fit was right there, an outline of where it was before. a place to put them back and fix everything.

but though it IS the most similar, it's not some frozen over green hills that needs to be ‘freed.’ even though when the prism was formed there everything sprang ‘back to life,’ it wasn't them being TRAPPED in there the whole time. they weren't entirely there at all. they were incomplete.

even though they had one prism shard to start, like all the other worlds, they were still not as "real." that's because this shatterspace is the exception, less a world and more a host. a shell of a place it was before. ghost hill is different from all the other worlds in the sense that it's physically incomplete and isn't meant to be habitable that way, rather than a new world itself.

(prob why shadow can get in, something likely important plot wise but also just. this place isnt new it's not keeping you out, it's just hurting!! but it recognizes you!! you're meant to be here, home!!! of course you can come in, here I am, nothing added while you were away, I just.... lost. but you may still come in. there are no gates. insert that undertale it's still you thingy or whatever)

this part finished world held the space the shards needed to fill by drawing energy from other shatterspace shards, sucking it back in to become whole. and eventually it was working. it took almost all of the energy for them to wake up, this living color washing over them. and when they did, as soon as the energy was gone, the world went grey again. but it was working. the world covered in color and they were returning.

green hills and ghost hills are the same, one is missing things. it was their home drained of nearly all it had, but if it just…. got its parts back, it could be whole again.

too bad it blew up.

i don’t know if it was because nine took the one shard it did have, or because the prism as a whole was formed somewhere else than it was meant to be (probably more the latter) but it’s gone. but if it’s gone it can’t be the only place that can host, as we have more episodes after the explosion lol, or it’s not truly destroyed irreparably. sonics energy, sonics tie to the very shatterverse and prism, can probably fix a lot.

the grim is a reasonable option for another site if it really doesn't require ghost hill, as it's oddly empty and we don't know why. there must be something we don't know about it.

no matter what ghost hill and the grims fate really is, as of right now the shatterverse is being torn apart, and ghost hill was the first to go. and I'm accidentally disproving my own theories here so I'm gonna shut up now.

oh oh!!! important note I want to address: I'm fairly certain when the world would go back to normal, the "parts" (aka shatterspaces) will be gone as their own thing, their core puzzle pieced back into the real green hills and morphed back into what it was before. along with everyone in it.

I don't think sonic knows this.

nine and shadow do, I believe, or at least shadow and mostly nine. I have a post in drafts about this but grr bad timing.

anyways yeah ghost hills is weird, all the characters are basically going to be gone, nine probably has the suspicion he's doomed, and I need to go to bed !!!

[yr-obedt-cicero]

Another what-if question:

If Philip lived, and Phildosia happened irl, how would dear old Hammy react to his precious little son getting together with the daughter of one of his enemies? I feel like his reaction to that would be worse than if Philip told him that he too, also likes guys. Actually, how would Ham react to that last part? Sorry, I went off-track. I love your blog btw! Hope you have a nice day!

Oh I love me some Bisexual Philip

Honestly, Hamilton would not be supporting at all. Not just because she is the daughter of his enemy, but because of the political complications. Philip had a career laid out and planned for him by Hamilton, which was, of course, to become a lawyer — but also a political career, where Hamilton would place his legacy in Philip's hands and expect him to fight for their ideals in Hamilton's name after he would retire. And it's clear that Philip was already quite engaged in politics even at the young age of nineteen, as a dispute over the Democratic-Republican, George I. Eacker, disparaging the Federalist Party was the cause to his fatal duel. Philip obviously was already taking his father's side, and was going to be much like his own patriarch; and most likely become a politician besides a lawyer. So with this, it would obviously cause friction for the Federalist family to marry into a Democratic-Republican one — especially if Philip was going to go into politics. And when considering how strict Hamilton was about Philip's future and how vital it was for his legacy ( As Philip was the Hamilton family dynasty ), he would likely not approve of the marriage one bit. And to make matters a bit worse; Philip would likely be defiant and strong-headed enough to rebell against Hamilton and would likely elope with Theodosia since they would be without his consent. Your imagination can run wild about the amount of disputes and strain it would all cause, but I'm sure Hamilton wouldn't be so enraged as to denounce Philip or anything, but he would still be pissed and never forgive him for it.

And yeah, he would be a lot more accepting of Philip's sexual orientation. Hamilton was actually quite supportive towards other queer folk of his day! Even after the war, he still remained in contact with Baron Von Steuben, and just so happened to continuously employe many people who were suspected of sodomy into the Navy, while also probably knowing of Charles Adams's, his apprentice's, relationship with John Mulligan. If Philip had gone and told him or he found out, Hamilton likely would have been accepting — but I'm certain he'd draw a line at a point. Likely learning from his past with Elizabeth and Laurens, he would warn Philip that no matter what; there was no place in the world for marriage between same sex couples ( Especially in politics or aristocratic society ), and he would have to settle down with a wife someday regardless. But other than that, it would most likely be kept a secret between them since there's no confirmation as to what Elizabeth thought of sodomy back in the day.

Thank you, you too!

[tag-that-oc]

I have gotten permission to talk about my OCverses so take some Starwood Forest ramblings to start!!

I've classified the universe into three 'stages', each representing when the tone of the OCs changed.

The first is the the beginning stage! This one was created during when I was about 12 (I'm 15 now) because I needed a way to express emotions and what better way to do it then animals! This early stage took a lot of inspiration from series like Warrior Cats and Wings Of Fire, which is very noticeable in the first wave of OCs.

Many of these OCs were shallow figures without much thought behind them, and many have since been forgotten about. This stage has gotten slightly revamped overtime, fleshing out certain characters.

Overall this stage was the calmest, one made to pass the time without much thought to how it worked. There were some darker elements, but most of it was suitable to middle schoolers.

(I should also mention the first OCs in this wave Fallen, Goldie, Jay ad Rusty, were based off FNaF OCs. No plot relevance but something that I feel is vaguely important.)

The second stage (The Seas and Skies stage)

This stage was when I started experimenting with darker topics, such as child abandonment, child abuse, homelessness, death of a loved one, and trying to find out your place in life.

Some notable OCs from this time: Ocean, the pirate cat! They were the one I struck with some heavier topics, but mostly left alone. They are the captain of a pirate ship, and just in general a badass. May be non binary. Same case as Seahorse, listed below. Seahorse. Who I explicitly stated to have been abused as a child. First OC to have confirmation of this in front of my parents. Well. I also may have accidently wrote her to be trans coded? Like I didn't mean it but it also fits with her story. So yeah. mtf first mate. she's got a partner. Winter the ghost fox! I love him. I love him so much. He's just a funny ghost fox who lives with a circus. He died from falling off a cliff btw.

This stage was named due to the focus of the oceans and the circus, which included many winged animals, hence the name. There was a lot of escapism stuff, which looking back on it was me trying to find a happy place to escape too when my siblings came after me.

I have gone through and revamped many elements of this stage to comply with the main timeline, as well as adding more queer characters!

One thing I should mention before moving to stage three, is two OCs that belong somewhere between stages one and two. They were created during the first stage, but didn't get fleshed out until the second. Their names are Peppermint and Thistle and they are lesbians and that has always been their relationship since I made them. They basically adopt the kids in the circus that Raven can't take in, so they have a lot of children that stop by!

It was also at this point in time that I started drawing the characters more humanoid, when they had been fully animal before hand.

On to stage three (the King, the Lab, and the Child Soldiers)

This stage is so fucking dark! What was 13 year old me thinking! We've got experimentation, more child abuse and neglect, death, suicide, child soldiers, child death, fighting arenas, corrupt people in power, and quite a bit more on top of everything talked about in stage two! Take this as your fucking trigger warning!

This stage was developed based on a creepypasta OC I had made, and then turned into something so much bigger! We've got a kingdom being ruled over by a queen who is making prisoners who were experimented on fight each other to the death, most of whom were children. We've got Finn, the ball of trauma who ends up ruling the kingdom but only after he kills himself! We've got a hoard of dead kids, one of which can time travel, a bunch of ones that were street kids who were brutally murdered, and group that was fucking child soldiers?????? What the fuck was 13 year old me doing. What the fuck was I doing.

Anyways, this stage is where I ended up putting this OCverse out of main activity and started moving onto the CrossOCverse and the Minecraft OCverse, all of which were just as dark btw. If not more. Remember that the Starwoods forest was something I created with my parents knowledge. Admittlly they didn't know a bunch of details (like anything related to the queer characters because homophobic parents suck) but still.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed these rambles and hopefully I will be back with another ramble about either specific characters or another OCverse. Good bye and good night I am so tired and I apoigize for spelling mistakes.

oh wow this was all really interesting to read! personally i think it's cool and interesting to experiment with darker topics

the characters all sound interesting too!

[digital-chance]

steve rogers - a brief (nonsensical) character study/analysis

so i rewatched all the mcu movies with steve roger in them using this lovely youtube video. spoilers for the entire things! consider this your warning.

here's my takeaways in no particular order:

he still wears the same clothing style he wore pre-ice. often button ups, work boots, plain denim jeans, sometimes a leather jacket (often brown). later on in the mcu he started wearing plaid flannels which is funny to me because he does not give a SHIT about modern fashion. give him his old man clothes please and ty. adorable.

marvel did not give the man much character development. they said he's going to go through war and hell and death and fuckery of emotions. sure he's going to learn how to move on but that's off screen and don't really expect much change fuckers. this fucking pisses me off if you can't tell. he's such a long-time character with so many areas where he could be developed and marvel just said fuck that he's an "old man and a soldier with some funny moments" and that's all you're getting.

also he had 5 minutes MAX of screentime in infinity wars :(((( fucking hate that give my man justice

he's so funny????? and so fucking sassy???? like how did I not know this???? love the guy

he broods a ton when he's sad and cracks jokes to cheer others up when they're sad. very sweet but I feel like that marvel could have expanded on this in some way.

he's also very acrobatic which is somehow surprising to me but also at the same time it makes sense??? idk man but you do your flips bbg

also love the way they planned his fights. they really use his full body. reminds me of old greek and roman statues with the flexing muscles. (those are my favorites statues if you can't tell) it's satisfying to watch and I want to draw it or make a statue of him now tyvm.

in endgame tony started talking about his ass which sparked an entertaining side tangent. like you really didn't need to???? but I'll take it. i forgot that steve called HIS OWN ass the "ass of America." I was in and still am in shock from this whole situation.

when he met his other self (or smth I don't remember) in endgame one of the last things he said to other steve was "bucky is alive" (see points below). interesting how seeing the compass with peggy didn't phase other steve much.... also that fight is fucking ridiculous 1000/10

he says so much romantic/gay shit about bucky??? like "even when I had nothing I had bucky." very angsty and homoerotic I love it

the ending with peggy and him being old is plotted so shittily. literal garbage. i wouldn't have minded him being with peggy at all (love her sm btw don't mistake this for me hating her) if they had done it right and given cap a plausible reason and justification for him staying. sure, he misses her. sure, visiting her. but wouldn't staying with her fuck up everything??? literally everything????? like the avengers wouldn't exist everything????????? FUCK that ending.

not exactly fully cap/steve but chris evan's shoulder to waist ratio is absolutely delectable. love that they highlight that with the suits designs.

also what the fuck was infinity wars when he had a fucking beard and longer hair??? loved it but it kind of came out of left field. plus he looked a little silly fighting with the long hair bc it kept getting in his face. you would've thought that he would wear a helmet during that fight but Not Today ig...

last point I promise. but the romance with sharon carter (i forgot her name but i think that's it) was GROSS. whats her face is peggy's GRANDDAUGHTER. so now that he's too old for peggy he had to go for her granddaughter?????? YUCK. especially so because he went to peggy ANYWAYS in the mcu. to the comic writers and marvel: stop. that's fucking gross and quite honestly unneeded.

kind of a serious man with some unexpected twists, like the humor. and that was just the MOVIES. fucking hate some parts of the comics. (why are there so many universes ughhhhh) love steve though what an interesting fellow. might add on more thoughts later if i remember/want to.

[emma-is-swaggy-and-epic]

Y'know, i kinda have to write the final chapter of my story mundane believers but i've also had the ideas for these OCs in my head for a while now and i can't focus on anything other than them so i just decided to draw designs for them so that i can get 'em out of my head. (EXPLANATIONS OF THESE CHARACTERS + SOME OTHER STUFF UNDER THE CUT)

The frankenstein girl is named "alive" (any pronouns, she doesn't care about gender). She's mixed between 5 different races and doesn't talk much, she's also vewy scawwy but is also very misunderstood. I haven't really developed her much yet lol (also her color palette was, of course, inspired by old black and white horror movies as well as frankie stein from monster high, specifically how they appear in the "reel drama" collector's line)

The girl in overalls is named carrie, she's quite literally a carrot that decided to be human one day and she's desperately trying to fit in with the other humans. Also i imagine she doesn't really now what a name is and didn't actually have one until someone asked and she just said whatever sounded like a human name (kinda like that one headcanon people have about shrek) oh yeah and she has a pet bunny named rabby who's constantly trying to eat her but she doesn't realize it....btw carrie is also an intersex demigirl

Lastly, the girl with blue hair is named makeighlyn. She is a parody of those really weird flash games aimed at girls and i got the idea for her when i watched the youtuber li speaks' video about avata star sue. Basically the gist of what makeighlyn is about is she's basically an exorcist/demon slayer who's generally really sweet most of the time but is pretty much doomguy levels of sadistic when it comes to her job, she ABSOLUTELY HATES demons and wants nothing more than to see them suffer! Oh yeah and also she's pretty fucking two-faced and i consider her theme song to be scary world by night club

Some other inspirations for makeighlyn are mikan tsumiki from danganronpa, the 3 mascots of GirlsGoGames, the artist SleepyCore's OC mew, the artist jo_sipu's OC balvenie and the youtuber caitlyn reilly's "the girl who bullied you in high school" skits (this one's more obvious considering makeighlyn was named after the title character's daughter)

Oh yeah and quick warning: jo_sipu is a GORE artist and quite a few of her animations deal with stuff such as toxic relationships and drug use so if you want to check her out, please do so with caution ⚠️

Btw here's a collage of different pictures of makeighlyn that i made in picrew (just recently got into picrew and they're fun as hell lol)

Links to the original picrews

The sailor moon one

The cyberpunk one

The one with jojo symbols

The one on the bottom left

The one with the bright pink background

The super cartoony one

The one with the coral background

The one where makeighlyn is flipping off the camera

[thedeluluverse]

Author’s Note: Okay so I didn’t plan on making ‘Melting’ a 2 parter, but I got carried away so decided to make the backstory separate from the current day couple. It helps to read this before ‘Melting’ but isn’t completely necessary. Should be releasing the main ‘Melting’ by Wednesday

Summary: After a decade of being separated from your best friend, you decide to have some fun for once. You weren’t expecting everything you got but you aren’t complaining!

Pairing:  idol! Jimin x bff!f!reader.

Rating: 18+

Genre: smut, fluff, friends to lovers, oneshot, slight angst?

Word Count: 2,379

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI  penetrative sex, clit play, slight feelings of abandonment, mentions of bullying

You have been friends with Jimin since middle school, watching him graduate, become an idol, and rise to immense stardom, all while staying the sweet, thoughtful boy you met at one of the loneliest times of your life. Your family moved to Korea when you were about 12 because it meant a fantastic opportunity for your dad's new business.

While you were excited to travel and have new experiences, you were still extremely nervous and annoyed that you had to leave the new friends you had made last school year. Regardless, you did your best to keep an open mind to the potential of good things!

Very quickly, you wanted nothing more than to be in the States. The mean girls at your new school were ruthless and made the popular girls at your old school look like mice. Though you weren’t at the peak of fitness, you still weren’t overweight and were happy in your body until now. Over in Korea, your classmates acted like being over 90 lbs. was a mortal sin and would ridicule you to no end for the tiniest little thing.

One day, you had run away to a dark corner of the gym to cry and hide from the little jerks. During your sob, you heard the doors open but paid no mind. Until you heard classical music playing. You look up and see the most graceful person you've ever seen. You had recognized the boy as being a grade above you and quite often was on the receiving end of bullying from the jocks and wealthier boys.

You always wanted to step in and help since you knew how awful the kids there could be but were too shy. As you watched him, you became entranced with his movements, fluid and natural like you'd never witnessed. Little did you know, he saw you the whole time but recognized that you were trying to avoid attention, so he focused on honing his self-made routine.

After 15 more minutes, he shuts off the music and walks toward you. You are frozen as he's caught you looking at him, and you don't know if he wanted an audience or if he would find you creepy; you didn't need any more enemies here.

He squats down and says, "Annyeong, I'm Jimin! What did you think?" you shake your head, surprised that he isn't upset at all, and reply, "Nice to meet you; I'm y/n, and my family just moved here from the States. I don't know much about that style of dance, but I thought it looked great!”.

He chuckles sheepishly, not expecting such a strong response, then says, "Oh, um…thanks! It's how I express myself when I can't find the words or I have nobody that would listen anyway.” “Well, it's beautiful! Why don't you participate in the talent show that's coming up? You can dance, and based on the humming I've heard from you, I'd be willing to bet you have a wonderful voice, too!".

Jimin is full-on blushing at this point but just shakes his head and explains that not only does he have stage fright, but not even his parents know about his love for dancing as he's worried they would disapprove. Plus, at this school, the boys are split into jocks and gay (only because they don't wholly align or agree with the jocks, btw), and he doesn't need to give his bullies any more ammo.

You frown at the thought of talent like that being hidden away, so you take one for the team for the sake of evenness. "Jimin, how about if I enter it too!? I can draw a detailed picture in the allotted time; now I have anxiety, so if you face your fear, I will, too! Friends don't let each other struggle alone, right?

He agrees, and a handshake leads to a month of y'all preparing together and critiques and confidence-building exercises. All of that led to you both tying for 1st place and began a wonderful friendship where you watched each other grow up and continued to help each other throughout high school.

That all changed at graduation. Suddenly, you were magnets with the same charge, and he couldn't get far enough away from you. You tried asking multiple times what was wrong or teasing him that he had a secret girlfriend, but that only made him angrier, to the point of walking to get his diploma and immediately leaving town.

You figured that was the explanation once you found out about his becoming an idol. He was anxious about going and leaving all of you and just didn't cope with it well. You were still hurt, but at least he was doing what he loved, and you were immensely proud of him!

Fast forward 5 years, and you finally can go to one of their concerts. You wouldn't hold up a "Remember Me?" sign despite your friend's suggestions. You simply wanted to support your friend, and while you missed him, you knew he led a hectic life and, more than likely, barely had time for friends.

Plus, your face had matured, grown out your hair, and gotten more in shape but still maintained your thiccy status, so you doubted he would be able to pick you out of a crowd even with a sign!

Well, surprise of all surprises, he did recognize you. Still, you had no clue until a member of his team caught up with you as you were about to leave the venue and directed you towards a secret path backstage because "Mr. Park wants to speak with you." You are confused, nervous, and excited all at the same time. It had been years since you had seen Jimin, and his abrupt departure still stung.

When you enter his dressing room, his eyes widen, and you both blush. He looks impressive, flushed from the concert and trying to catch his breath in a simple t-shirt and joggers. "Y/n, is that you? I'm going to feel like the biggest baby if I'm mistaken, but I had to know." You gulp nervously and just nod your head, awaiting his reaction.

He breaks out into the biggest grin and captures you in the world's tightest embrace. All of the emotions swirling within you can't help but be released at the physical contact you craved for so long.

When he can tell you are crying, he backs away and holds one shoulder while wiping your tears from your cheek with his other hand. "Woah, y/n, what's wrong? Do I smell that bad?". You can't help but giggle at this but manage to shake your head to reassure him.

Failing several times at speaking and not crying, he instructs his driver to take you two to a late-night café; he needs caffeine after the concert, and he knows that a good hot chocolate will also be of service to you. You spend 3 hours in that café explaining your breakdown to him and him verifying your theory of why he just disappeared.

He was thrilled to become an idol, but he didn't want to face telling his best friend goodbye, so he took the cowardly route. All is mended and very quickly, you are hanging out with the guys, or he is coming to visit you at work, and it feels just like the old days.

That is, until movie night. Jimin had told you about a monthly movie night at the communal house that the guys had started years ago to hang out together and relax.

You said it sounded fun and told him to say hi to the guys for you! He then sheepishly admits that it is a good time, but it'd be better if you could make it; there is no pressure, but he wanted you there if possible.

It’s been a minute since you did something fun like this, so you agree and pack an overnight bag in case he is too tired to bring you home afterward. About halfway through the movie, he changes seats and goes next to you after excusing himself to the bathroom.

When you ask him why the change of scenery, he makes up something about Tae manspreading too much, and he felt claustrophobic. You don't completely buy it, but you won’t turn away his shoulder as a headrest.

After the credits roll, you turn towards Jimin to gauge if you are crashing or if he will bring you home. The moment your head turns, his lips are on yours; it was not a long kiss, but you felt his intense passion.

He breaks away with you, still in shock, and feels instantly guilty for springing it on you, "Y/n, I'm so sorry. I just ugghhh… I've liked you for a while now, and I couldn't help it anymore, but I'm sorry, and I hope I don't lose you again please say something….anything".

You start giggling while staring off, trying to process everything that happened. Not only does your best friend like you as you do them, but they also just kissed you and think that it could have a negative effect on you.

Gently placing your hand on his knee, you look him in the eye and reply, "Jimin, you have nothing to worry about, alright? I like you too, and while the kiss was sudden, it was certainly nothing to feel guilty about, okay?". Your eyes dart from his to the floor a couple times as you await his response.

He wraps you up in a hug so full of relief that you tear up for him; afterward, you initiate the kiss, and this one morphs into a decade-long release of repressed emotions.

Very quickly, you find yourself straddling his lap with both of you shirtless. Telling that things are about to progress, Jimin says, "Y/n, I want you so bad, but is this a good idea? I can't be a typical boyfriend with my schedule, and I don't want to hurt you or our friendship."

Thoughtfully, you look down, biting your lip, then after a short pause, reply, "Look, I know you're busy, and it won't hurt the friendship, okay? It can be an added perk if you're okay with it." You weren't entirely thrilled about the idea, but you had dreamed of this for too long and would be damned for this opportunity to be blocked right now.

He looks at you and verifies that this is what you want; internally, he is not thrilled at not having labels either but will take what he can get at this point. After a mutual understanding nod, he flips you over on the couch and strips you both down to nothing. After bringing you to three climaxes just from his tongue, he runs to his room to grab a condom.

Upon returning, he ensures you are ready by warming you up a bit by rubbing circles on your clit with his thumb. This doesn't take long, and your walls are pulsing around him; finally, after countless dreams of what you'd feel like around him, you cum simultaneously, and he nuzzles into the crook of your neck.

Once you've both caught your breath, he cleans you up, and y'all change and cuddle in his bed until late morning. Upon waking, you are both reminiscing about the night before, and you are starry-eyed, saying how happy he makes you and hoping you did the same for him. "Of course, y/n, I couldn't be happier." "Okay, good Jiminssi, me neither!" "God, I love you…shibal.. y/n I-"

His apology is cut short when you launch forward, tackling him and peppering his face with kisses, "Jimin Park, you better not apologize, or I’ll be angry. Now kiss me." He does, and while y'all catch your breath after a few minutes, you lean your forehead against his and whisper, "Oh, and in case it wasn't obvious, I love you too."

Right after this moment, Hobi walks in to awaken Jimin but sees you and instantly rushes one hand to his eyes and the other to his chest, "Aish y/n, I didn't know you were still here. I'm sorry to intrude. Are you not feeling well? I know how protective Jimin gets when you are sick." Jimin groans and rubs the bridge of his nose, "Hobi hyung, we are both fully clothed. You can open your eyes, and she isn't sick; she is my girlfriend."

He replies with a smile punctuating his sentence, and you grin teary-eyed that this is happening; the grin is cut short by Hobi's flopping onto the bed in excitement and lightly slapping you and Jimin's legs, babbling about how great this is and happy he is for y'all. Quickly, the rest of the guys gather to see the commotion and are equally excited but give both of you space.

After about an hour of them hanging around and interrogating y'all about your backstory and what happened between the movie and now for this significant change to occur, they leave you to relax in your new relationship. "Jimin, I know you are busy, so I won’t expect you to hang out all the time or take me on loads of dates or anything, okay? You are stressed enough, and I don’t want to add to it.”

He chuckles and cups your cheek, "Y/n, you could never stress me out. You are right. I am quite busy these days. However, I will continue to make time for you. When I said that earlier, I was just worried about you not feeling the same or allowing my feelings to be felt. For one, we can still do all the hangouts we do now. I am simply doing them with my girlfriend now, so that's pretty great! Plus I will take you on dates and everything. I need to make up for lost time. What I said at the cafe was true, but I also was scared of my feelings, and if you "accused" me of having a secret girlfriend one more time, I was going to lose it and confess. The point is, you melted my heart from day one, and now it's time I show you how much I adore you forever."

STAY TUNED FOR “MELTING”

COMING WEDNESDAY!

[imnotrevealingmyname]

twelfth

Loki X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Food

A/N: longest date I've written for this series so far. Possibly my favourite. :3 same as always btw, don't like this fic if you won't reblog or comment as well, if you don't wanna be blocked

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Go on a late night road trip.

Ithaca was gorgeous, perfect for a weekend trip, Loki had assured you, lying on his belly, naked, scrolling through a road trip planner website that looked like it hadn't been updated in years. Sure, it was the one of the longest late night road trips you had ever planned, but he seemed extremely enthusiastic about it.

"It's gorgeous, love, look, it has gorges,"he grinned, showing you the phone. Then he laughed at his own pun as you slapped his ass lightly.

"You saw that on there, didn't you?"

"I did not."

You rolled your eyes.

Later that night, the two of you were dragging two backpacks stuffed full of snacks into your car. Then he went back inside the Tower for more, and came back with an armful of boxes of scones and doughnuts that you didn't even remember buying.

"Where did those come from?"you asked, staring as he adjusted translucent, slightly shimmering bands of seiðr over the snacks that now flooded the backseat and the trunk.

"I'm not sure we'll even need that much, but okay."

"Better safe than sorry,"Loki said unapologetically, eyes softening as he reached back to push a large box into place before easing his seat backwards. "I sometimes forget how short you are, darling,"he muttered under his breath, revving up the car.

"Hey!"

He laughed, leaving a trail of dust behind you as the car came to life.

As it turned out barely half an hour into the drive, he had been quite right to bring so many snacks. You reached back to grab a second box of gulab jamuns from one of the bags, grinning at Loki's narrowing eyes and reaching out to pop two in his mouth.

"Famgk yoo,"he managed around a mouthful of the sweets.

"Mm, lub you."

He slowed the car down a little and pecked you on the cheek in response.

After the container was empty, you sat back and sighed a little, lowering the window further to let the wind in. It wasn't cold enough to sting, but cold enough to make you hum in contentment as the light moisture in the air caressed your face in a flurry of gentle brushes, leaving your face and hair with just a faint dampness.

You gazed at Loki fondly, long yellow and orange lights cast over his face by the passing lamps, sometimes veiling it in shadows tinted in blue, the moonlight swirling in the verdant depths of his eyes.

You may have dozed off a little while singing some old Hindi songs for him, while recounting stories of road trips from your childhood when your family would sing those songs in a (usually quite off-tune) chorus to accompany the radio. He sang old Asgardian folk songs to you in return, and it lulled you to a light slumber.

You woke up again (or had you even been sleeping? You didn't know- that was the beauty of late night road trips, they always had something ethereal and almost eerie about them) a little while later. You seemed to be on the same road still, and Loki was now singing a low, soft tune now. It rose in gentle eddies and waves. You vaguely recognized a few words here and there, drawing from your memory of him murmuring them in your ear in the middle of the night, dense with feelings that were unspoken but yet heard. He often said those words softly enough that you could barely hear them over the waft of the wind or the flutter of the curtains or the light whisper of the AC, but he had said them often enough that your ears could form some vague meanings around them.

He quietened after a while and sighed when you stroked his hair.

"Do you wanna switch now?"you asked softly, his face lighting up in the liquid glow of Google Maps. You brushed a thumb across his forehead, feeling him lean into your touch.

"Yes, please,"he said quietly, giving you a soft smile as he pulled over. Your stomach lurched a little when he agreed so quickly. It felt good to see him not balking when asked for his preference and when having his needs considered. He had gotten so much better at that recently, at asking for what he needed and wanted and not hesitating to accept when offered respite from something. You were proud of him.

You knelt up on one knee to press a kiss to his temple when the car had stopped entirely, before he pulled you in to smile against your lips.

When the two of you stepped out, he stretched, groaning and yawning loudly. His shirt rode up, revealing a few inches of smooth skin and slightly tensed muscles, and you wrapped your arms around his waist, gently working your fingers into the small of his back to ease the pressure off him. He groaned again, burying his face in your hair and curling his body inwards to release some of the pressure from his shoulders. You stayed like that for a while, swaying slightly from how tightly you held each other, before getting back into the car in switched positions.

Within a few minutes, Loki was fast asleep, and you couldn't help stopping the car again to take a picture of him. You felt like a creep, but he looked breathtaking, and it was consolation enough, you figured as you restarted the car.

He turned to give you a shy, sleep-heavy smile sometimes, saying something incoherent before slipping back into a deep sleep.

Maybe love was singing softly to your sleeping love as he hummed back in his sleep, then.

Seems nice.

[ventrue-in-control]

Jackie Mczyne

since I never made one before cuz im bobo the fool

Name: Jackie Emanual Abdul Mczyne Pronouns: he/him they/them age: 25 forverer but 68 in total Nationality: British-Tanzanian Species: Vampire (VTM) Clan: Ventrue Sect: Camarilla Location: Andover (primarily) and Swindon (secondary) Personality: egotistical anarchistic idiot Partner: @misericorsalvator Sire: @keeper-of-lions Notes: This man is a germaphobe and has a bit of OCD. Also can NOT handle physical toutch what so ever. If he was a bird he would be an impundulu

There are no specific rules for interacting with my blog! Just dont be focking racist cuz ill feed your kidneys to the dogs

THINGS ARENT TAGGED SO BE WARNED OF GORE BLOOD AND WHAT HAVE YA NOT you can of course ask me to tag certain things I will appologize because I may very well forget orz plz do remind me.

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first of all Hi! Im birdy, 24 years old, a black trans animator from the netherlands. I do da drawing and da makin of da gaymes. I stream on twitch you are always free to reach out to me here in DM's or else on discord The-Nerdy-Birdy#0918 <- JUST BE AWARE I was terrible social anxiety and I may be slow to respond THAT'S NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU PLEASE KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU Im just silly :3 and have my moments. I promise ya tho I love to talk and ramble.

WITH THAT OUTTA THE WAY MY BOI OH HOW I LOVE HIM SO HE CAN SOMETIMES BE A BIT OF A BITCH AND I AM SORRY. HE CAN BE MEAN. ITS JUST A CHARACTER THOUGH BUT IF I EVER GO TOO FAR LET ME KNOW PLEASE I DONT WANNA HURT NOBODY

anyways, quick summary about jackie.

Jackie went through a lot in his living years! going through the 50s to the 80s as a black man in the uk certainly was something! He used to be a genuine sweet and caring kid and now he still cares but hes very jaded by the world. He used to be part of the british black panther party and he has many opinions bout stuff and politics! but he has quited down quite a bit after his embrace.

he has a bit of a shortfuse cuz folk keep threathening him and hurting him so he is quite defensive. sadly he does not have the brains to see yet that he himself also hurts people and he should be a bit nicer to folk sometimes!

He cares tons about his friends and those who he considers fam. he does not enjoy seeing folk get hurt but.... if push comes to shove he will always choose himself. hes all he has. and all he can rely on and nobody is worth destroying himself over. atleast he'd like to think that. he does however often finds himself choosing his friends over himself and he hates it.

EHHHH FASHION WISE. He basically runs a GIANT company called SALMON which both makes ready to wear as haute couture. he is not the sole designer of it al. but he is most well known. he is a bit of a control freak with his company (not much better outside it either) so he will pick up more work than he should resulting in him always stressing about something.

he has many other companies also and a whole buncha other lore PLEASE ASK ME BOUT ME BOI HE IS ALMOST 10 YEARS OLD AND HE MEANS A LOT TO ME.

EHHH IDK WAT ELSE TO ADD SO U GET SMALL FUN FACTS!

Jackie is terrified of moths his handwriting is actually a perfect typewriter font he is really good at math! unlike me! cant see shit without his glasses was part of the british black panther movement HIS FEEDING RESTRICTION IS FOR ME TO KNOW AND YOU TO FIGURE OUT TEEHEE He wishes to become prince someday fave color is salmon of course.

HAVE SOME MORE ART OF HIM ALSO

HIS COTERIE BTW HOW COULD I FORGET! He is actually from a still active chronicle! though I most things on dash arent like canon lol In order the characters are: Tommy Riley Jackie Ada and Chris. they all hate each other and they has an awful time together :)

[kyriey]

intro post

i’m doing some funky stuff to my blog right now, and one of those things is an intro. thought it could be neat.

i made a cut bc i ramble too much whoopsy

it’s pronounced kee ree ayyy btw

hello! my name is sarah (she/her), i’m a 20 year old canadian and i doodle an obscene amount of fanart. its horrifying how many drawings i make in a day. my hands should be falling off but somehow they’re still there. one time i did draw for so long that my pointer finger went numb, however.

as a fair warning, i will fixate on something for a decent amount of time. and because its the ONLY thing on my mind, its likely the ONLY thing ill be drawing LMAO. so i might make a bunch of drawings for one fandom, and then on some glorious sunday, i will find something that tickles my brain chemicals in the right way and do a full 180. so uh... keep that in mind if you choose to follow me lol

with the basics and the mandatory warning outta the way,,, let’s seeeee,,, stuff about me,,,,

- big horror lover. just stuff that makes you go eeUUUGHH (i say horror, but what i mean is visual novels, rpg maker games, and little nightmares lol)

- big bird lover. i have an indian ringneck. his name is oliver and he tries to tear my lip off affectionately whenever i hold him.

- i’ll draw 23 hours a day if i am not stopped by my weak mortal body (and like... school...). if you ask me to draw something, i’ll most likely draw it. i like the challenge and i like the prompts teehee

- idk how to talk to people so i tend to just lurk a lot. i promise im not trying to be rude, thats just how i functionnn (im quite literally socially awkward, unfortunately not in the cute way, and sometimes i’ll come off as either really odd or really rude. i just want to clear that up for the sake of my sanity)

i dont really know what else to say. if i think of anything ill just add it. but tbh this is long enough as it is LMAO

[mirkwoodshewolf]

I believe in you; Clint Barton x reader

*Author’s note*

Well this was another request kept in the works and depending if I’m too late or not for my lovely bilingual anon you might already have started your nursing school (which congrats btw hopefully everything worked out) so this little drabble of sorts is dedicated to them and to anyone else that’s starting college (or a new grade in general).

Not really any warnings maybe a swear word or two and some fluff/maybe angst. But mainly I just did some basic research on how medical school/nursing programs work so if I’m wrong and there’s something I missed, any nursing/medical grads out there PLEASE let me know so that I can go back and fix it. I didn’t put too much detail just skimmed over the process but I hope it was the right way I did it. 

Anyways enjoy my lovely readers and until next time.

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You know the one thing they never tell you when you’re applying to college, how to maintain the stress levels of what’s to come with leaving childhood behind and fully becoming an adult.

While I am excited, don’t get me wrong, I’ve always wanted to be a nurse ever since I begged my mom for my first Baby Alive doll. Taking care of her, changing her diaper, feeding her, all that stuff.  Then came the day when Cooper Barton was born.  Yep that Cooper, along with Lila and Nathaniel.  Since our moms have been friends since they were in college, it was only a matter of time before I became friends with the Barton kids, especially since I was considered the ‘other Big sister’.

That also meant I had known Clint Barton long before he was famous for being apart of the Avengers team.  But ever since bringing everyone back from the Blip and the world trying to return to normal, he’s happily retired and staying with the family that he lost for 5 years (while also raising me since I had lost my parents in the Blip).

But back to what I was saying, applying for nursing school isn’t like applying for your regular old college.  Not only do you need to go to regular college and get some credits as well as take the necessary tests, you have to volunteer as nursing homes, you have to go to an interview with the school, and the most tedious thing of all—waiting.

The waiting portion is what really had me on edge, especially since the school was trying to re-instate students and staff that had been Blipped, look at new applications, it was a mess but I’ll spare the long waiting story and just say that after awhile of not hearing anything, I finally heard back from them and found out that I had been accepted into the Nursing school of my dreams.

Like I said, while I am excited I’m also quite nervous about it as well.  Cause not only is it the most prestige nursing school in the country, it’s also out of state in Durham, North Carolina.  And moving to a whole new state is a scary thing in itself, nobody will know me there and I’ll know no one there, I’ll be alone in school as I’m working towards my nursing degree.

I was sitting on top of the treehouse that uncle Clint had built for me and Lila when we were little.  It was at the peak of sunset and everyone was inside the house still celebrating my acceptance into college.  Mom and dad spent all morning setting up for the Barton’s to come over for the party and since 2pm the two families have been barbequing, watching a football game, and just chatting away.

But right now I needed a break from the family so I just came out here to the old tree house (that I hadn’t really been in since I started high school) and a wave of nostalgia came over me.  Seeing the old polaroid pictures I took with my camera of me and Lila, our old drawings we did together, and the famous sign we’d tape to the door.

GIRLS ONLY, NO BOYS ALLOWED

I smile softly and stroked the rainbow letters we both wrote it in as the memories of what Lila and I had in here played in my head.

“Thought you might be up here.” Uncle Clint’s voice spoke up. I jumped and turned to see him holding up the door-floor (that’s what Lila and I used to call it) up.  “God I remember all the times your dad and I caught you and Lila up here. This was practically your first apartment. Minus the pluming and AC unit.” I softly chuckled.

“Been a long time since I saw this place. Wanted to check and see if anything changed with it.”

“Probably not. Once you girls grew up, you didn’t really come up here as much when you were kids. But I still kept up with any repairs that needed to be done, just in case you changed your mind.”

“And I thank you for that. I really needed to come back in here.” I said stroking through some of the old pictures.

“Everything okay?”

“Can I be honest with you uncle Clint?”

“Yeah, yeah absolutely. But first I must ask permission from Princess Mi amore Cadenza of the Crystal Empire to enter hers and Princess Francesca Banana Lobella Lollipop’s castle in the sky.” I chuckled at the silly Princess names Lila and I came up with when we were little.

“I can’t believe you still remember those names.”

“I’m losing my hearing, not my memory.” Clint teased.

“But yes you have permission from Princess Cadence.” I said shortening the nickname of my pretend Princess title.  Uncle Clint climbed up the rest of the way into the tree house and closed the door behind him before taking a seat on one of the old beanbag chairs we had.  “Alright kid, talk. What’s on your mind?”

“First I just wanna say that I’m not complaining about the party. It’s awesome it really is that you and aunt Laura and my parents did this for me. And I am happy to know that I’m gonna be living out my dream of becoming the first Doctor in the family but—it all feels to fast. I mean it feels like yesterday Lila and I were up here talking about her next heist to get the cookies from the top of the fridge, and now all of a sudden it…….”

“Feels like childhood is slipping away.” He finished for me.  “Like you’re entering a bigger world than you first thought it would entail.”

“How did you—”

“Because I was there myself. Once I joined SHIELD and before the Avengers became a thing.”

“Bull.”

“It’s true. The biggest thing before I knew Gods and aliens existed were terrorists and spies. Basic espionage stuff that you see in the movies. When Loki came along the job became—a lot more than what I was used to. So much so that there were times I thought I wasn’t really needed. I’m just a guy with a bow and arrow, that’s all I had to bring to every fight we went to.”

“But you looked pretty cool everytime you did it.” Uncle Clint ruffled my hair.

“Thanks shrimp. Now I know that these are two totally different scenarios but there is some common ground to both our fears. I was needed to be the ‘human aspect’ that the Avengers needed. Someone to help keep them grounded whenever things got too tough on the job. While you, you’ve always had a healing hand.” He took my hand between his and gave it a gentle squeeze in reassurance.  “And the world’s gonna be lucky to have someone who is doing it for the good of the patient, and not for the money. Or the medal of neurosurgeon, whatever the hell it is they call for giving Doctors rewards.”

“And again I am psyched but also a bit scared. Especially since I’ll be in a new state where I don’t know a single person there.”

“What about that friend of yours you made in college uhh—what was her name Robin? What about her?”

“She’s going to the University of Pennsylvania to be closer with her grandparents who need her.” He nodded solemnly.

“Well I still wouldn’t worry. You’ve always been pretty good at making friends. And you know we’re all just a phone call or facetime away if you ever get homesick.”

“Yeah I know.” I mumbled.

“Hey,” he scooted closer to me and wrapped an arm around me pulling me closer to him.  “You’re ready for this. I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that you’re gonna be the best Doctor that’s ever gonna live. Even better than Doctor Strange.” We both softly laughed.  “You’ve worked too hard to toss the scrubs now, my goddaughter is not a quitter. And she never says no.”

“Thanks Uncle Clint. And I don’t just mean for the talk but for everything. Even during the Blip.”

“I was hardly there for you during that time I—I was in a really dark place and you needed me but I…..”

“You still came whenever you could. It’s not like I needed you to help me get into college or to baby me, I was already in the midst of my first semester when it happened. The first thing you did was call me when the world went to shit. And when it came time for the summers or holidays, you still took the time to at least give me a proper welcome home before your Ronan business.” I leaned my head against his shoulder nuzzling into it.  “I don’t think I could’ve gone through my remaining years of college without you uncle Clint. You may have not always been there physically, but there was the emotional support whenever I needed you.”

“I’ll always be there for you kid. No matter how old you get.” He leaned his forehead against mine before he choked out. “And—I know Nat……she—she would’ve also been proud of you too.”

“I miss her.”

“Me too kid, me too.” His arms wrapped around me as I did the same for him and we embraced each other as tight as we could.

After staying up in the treehouse for a few more minutes, the two of us decided to head back inside for the rest of the evening where our two families spent the rest of the night talking until the Barton’s decided to call it a night and head home.

As they left, uncle Clint’s words rang in my head and the weight that was on my heart early was now lifted as I had a more positive outlook than the nagging negative from earlier.

“You were outside for quite a long time earlier sweetheart, you okay?” my mom asked.

“I’m fine mom. Just needed to clear my head. Uncle Clint also provided some good advice.”

“Well that’s good. But also know that your father and I are also here for you as well, you know that right?”

“I do.”

“Alright well I hate to treat you like a child but it’s time for bed. In the morning we’ve got a lot of packing and sorting to do before your big move this weekend.”

“Yes mama. Goodnight, love you.”

“Love you too sweetie.” She kissed my head and I went up to my room and fell fast asleep after a long day.