#with this my inbox is empty btw

[heartless-brainrot]

i did things

[lembowe]

is there any possible way you could perchance draw davepetasprite x John?

not a ship ive ever thought about before but they are pretty cute

hope this is good, anon! :)

[michax-forever]

I don't usually do this but you guys should send me sm doodle requests,,,,,

[cloudysfluffs]

I love the way you drew Sam and Max in your art style! I hope you do more tk art of them (no pressure though draw what you want)

there is nothing id rather draw for you anon!!!! i LOVE making art of these two <3333333333

(dont worry, sam's got a sneaky way of escaping)

(ns//fw and/or fetish blogs please dni🙏🙏)

[the-chains-cafe]

So those were all the official ask requests

Thank to everyone sending them in!! I had a lot fun doing them!

Inbox is ofc still open

[moonchild-in-blue]

Not that anyone cares but i finally managed to go from this:

To this:

Much better 😌

[vectorisheree]

Hiya, back home now ^^ this is gonna be a real quick update post. From now on I'll be expanding a bit with my posts since drawing only the dca led to major burnout (which I didn't know I had until I was focibly made to take a break LOL) so expect like general fnaf, pressure, art of the fnaf minecraft server I'm in ect ect... (there will still be a major focus on the dca!!! just expect more than one non dca post a month)

Other than that, I'll be using my sona around a little more I think? So that this blog is more 'me' rather than only being a dca blog yk (and also so it's less of a shock whenever I change my pfp since It'll be the same character each time, rip moon pfp febuary - august 2024)

[thisismeracing]

heya

[taylortruther]

Why when Matty was with Taylor you didn't like to talk about him but now that he's not with Taylor you spend all your time talking about him lol

first of all, i talked about him/the rebound regularly, my archive is right there (look circa may 2023, or see my #hot taykes tag 🤷‍♀️)

but the silliest thing about these asks is i spend A LOT of time and effort making my own posts about lyric analysis, finding parallels, talking about random stuff, sharing some of my life. and some beloved anons and mutuals share their ideas too, which i love. but many anons want to talk about the muses and so we talk about muses and then i get asks like this. have you sent me anything else to spark discussion? because i'd welcome it. and yet!

[geniuseccentric]

So

Hypothetically

If I pull the internal wiring out of a Guardian head, do you think I could use it as a helmet?

[thesepricelesstears]

Someone recommend me books in braille. I have way too much free time

[satsuma-saturn]

what if i just started writing enstars x reader fics,,,what would u do then???

[leffee]

Are you going to start writing some fanfics?

Ehhh... you know, I'm tempted, but at the same time it probably won't be rewarding. I mean, I'm guessing you mean the lps-related fics...? I hope so or else I will start rambling for no reason. And I have actually recently written 'some' fanfic but it's for fnaf. But if I'm correct and you mean about lps then well, I don't know. I mean, realistically, how many people would even give it a chance given the number of people left in this fandom? Ten? Okay, but how many will even like that? Definitely not all ten. If it was eight then I wouldn't even think twice about that, but what if it's two? And even then, will I get some feedback from those people? A kudos or even yet, a comment? Because, I really, really don't want to push anybody to like it, let alone comment. But then I would feel like I'm writing it for no one. I know there are some brave souls in this world that can literally write for 2 people's enjoyment or sometimes even less. Unfortunately, I'm not one of those people, I need something, but I also don't want to force it. Most of the time I get 0 reactions on those headcanon and other lps-related posts, but I get something much more valuable, asks! I love asks and they are way more precious to me than any likes or reblogs although those would be cool of course. Well, you see my point? Do I really want to spend, let's say 4 hours of my day writing a fanfic that willl get 10 reads, 2 kudos and 0 comments? Yeah, not quite. I'd love to, and there was one moment a few days ago when I was really close to doing it, but I just don't see it happening.

[lovelyisadora]

Weird ask game, any or all of these: 4, 12, 49

ok I forgot I reblogged that ask game and never saw it so here we go:

4. which cryptid being do you believe in?

if it weren’t for bigfoot girl at my university, it would absolutely be bigfoot and that’s only because I study human evolution and I like to think of the implications of it. but bigfoot girl ruined him for me.

12. what kind of day is it?

it’s a Oh God I Received Many Emails From My Advisor And Professors day. and a I’m Too Scared To Open Up E-Mails And Read Their Comments day.

49. can you skip rocks?

no I cannot! nor have I ever seen a person in real life skip rocks I refuse to believe it’s a real thing that people can do.

[scorpioriesling]

Hi! I don’t know if this is the right place because this is my first time sending a request, but basically I just finished fourth wing and it absolutely DESTROYED me so I was wondering if you could write a fluffy Liam mairi x reader fic or imagine where they are at Riorson house having a quiet day and decide to just dance around the kitchen and bake cookies or smt for the others!

Please don’t feel obligated to do it btw!

Tattooed Golden Retriever

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *

Pairing(s): Liam x reader

Warnings: fluff

Summary: A tiny peek into domestic life with Liam.

SR’s Note: More TTPD x Fourth Wing parallels? My specialty <3 You asked so nicely too -- and yes, I know the feeling. Fourth Wing rocked my shit too. Enjoy this short little domestic one-shot with our favorite blondie!

Tags: @mellowmusings @rcarbo1 @lilah-asteria @kitsunetori @velarisdusk @nctsawrus @lreadsstuff @freakishfandomfiend @desprrssooo-espresssooooo (inbox me or comment if you'd like to be added!)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *

Your fingers traced lightly along the large red dragon tattooed on your boyfriend's back. His muscles flexed when you traced over a rather ticklish spot, and a soft sleepy sound passed through his lips.

You couldn't help but grin; he was teh most handsome man you'd ever laid eyes on, especially when he was sleeping. As the sun rose higher and higher outside the bedroom window, you finally decided it was time to begin the day.

Confusion swirled in your mind when you entered the empty kitchen; usually, Riorson house was a flurry of activity and busybodies needing their morning coffee. But, looking at the wall calender, the lightbulb went off in your head; it was training day for the new initiates, which meant...

You looked back and forth, straining your ears to listen for any sort of sound throughout the house. However, you heard nothing.

A thoughtful smile passed over your lips as you pulled out the ingrdients for blueberry pancakes; Liam's favorite, of course. It wasn't until you were pouring the batter on the hot pan that you felt a pair of warm, familiar hands snake around your torso.

"Good morning, my love," Liam rasped, his voice still groggy with sleep. You grinned, turning to look over your shoulder where your boyfriend rested his chin. He pressed his lips to yours, and you sighed in contentment at the touch.

"Mmm... blueberry?" He asked, smiling softly as he pulled away. You nodded, and he pecked your cheek. "What did I do for such a reward?"

You rolled your eyes, flipping the cake over in the pan. "Oh, I just wanted to do something sweet."

He pulled out a barstool and sat down on it, gazing across the counter at you as you worked.

"You're always sweet," he said, and you couldn't help but blush. The pancake had turned golden-brown, and you flipped it onto a plate. Turning to slide it to him, you gasped when you came chest-to-chest instead.

"Liam-"

He gently took the plate from you, setting it on the island behind him. When he turned back, he slid a hand around your waist, taking your other hand in his. A little giggle sounded in your throat, and Liam pulled you against him, beginning to sway the two of you around the kitchen.

"Liam -- you're pancakes, they're going to get cold-"

"Shhh," he gently pulled your head against his chest, and you breathe in his vanilla musky scent. He continues swaying the two of you, not caring much for the fresh breakfast but instead, more interested in the woman in his arms.

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[alwayscorvus]

Hello! Can I ask Jiyan from Wuthering Waves for a reader who is not very good at expressing emotions but tries to show affection to the General.

How to be a good boyfriend

malereader x Jiyan, fluff;

I don't know how to write characters like that, sorrrrry. But I wanted to clear my inbox and since you waited a long time for it-…, at least I gave it a try. I hope it's bearable, thx 4 the request. Btw I remember that at that day I got like 3/4 reguests about Jiyan. And I hope they were all from the same anon because otherwise that would have been a little terrifying

I probably should have focused more on situations when Jiyan and reader are alone. And reader doesn't know how to compliment Jiyan, touch him, comfort or something like that and there is a lot of awkwardness in all this but I didn't know how to extend this theme so something like this came out… although, when I think about it now, a comfort scene would have been perfect. But I already wrote it soooo…. well, it's a shame for it to go to waste, maybe next time

You were never good at expressing your feelings. And that's a fact.

Maybe it was due to an environment you grew up in. Maybe it was simply a fault of your personality. Even when you tried to change it during your youth, it brought poor results and only ended up in awkward situations. In the end, instead of improving your relationship you aimed more towards ending it. And that only drove you down.

Eventually, you lost motivation and didn't feel a need to keep trying.

That's until your real serious relationship began.

You weren't sure how you managed to pair up with Jiyan. Huanglong's top general, an outstanding strategist, an unbeatable warrior. Gentle, kind, and devastatingly handsome. This man had a bunch of admirers following, who squealed and clapped at the sight of him, sent love confessions, presented him with flowers and chocolates. You didn't know what you had done to stand out from the crowd. However, you really loved Jiyan and wanted to show it to him at all costs. And it wasn't just jealousy and insecurity anymore, a desire to keep him with you. You simply wanted to appreciate Jiyan, because he really deserved it. And to your horror, he often forgotten about that.

You weren't sure where to start. So you sought knowledge from Ningwei. He had known Jiyan way longer than you, was older, more experienced and, despite his pretended harshness, you could see that he sincerely cared about general's well-being.

Of course, at that time, your and Jiyan's relationship wasn't official. That's why you felt at ease getting advice about love matters. Sure, you needed a few glasses of something stronger to get over with it. But at least your moral hangover for the next day wasn't as severe as you might have assumed.

First advice. Simplest one but at the same time the most important. Take care of him, show that you care about his health and well-being.

You thought, analyzed and proceeded to act.

On one extremely rough Friday morning, you brewed Jiyan a hot linden tea, made from your own hand-picked leaves and brought it to his desk. He sat there overwhelmed with new informations, gathered by spies in enemy camp. General, too focused on soldiers' secret intelligence, didn't even spare you with a glance. He just automatically reached for a teacup, used to similar actions made by his assistants. You caught on and moved away into the shadows.

In the afternoon, you decided to cook something for him by yourself. After all, you noticed that Jiyan hadn't visited the canteen, even though buffet table had already begun to shine with emptiness. Final results weren't really spectacular, but you truly made an effort. You didn't burn anything and only used general's favorite ingredients. You also brought finished dish to his office. This time you found general intensively stamping new orders and proofs of transactions. You quietly placed a box on the edge of a massive piece of furniture as to not disturb your partner. Again you didn't say a word, and again he didn't seem to acknowledge you.

He too busy and overwhelmed with his responsibilities.

You too embarrassed and with a lack of courage.

Food managed to get cold.

In the evening, you barged into his bedroom before he could even return. You aired out a room, made the bed with fresh sheets and placed on bedside tables a bunch of daisies that you had collected by yourself.

When you finally finished, proud of your work, Jiyan managed to come back. Though surprised, at the sight of you he smiled affectionately. He placed a brief kiss on your lips. And without even looking around, began to pull off his clothes as quickly as possible. As soon as he arranged them neatly on an empty chair, he threw himself with a bang on a fluffy duvets. Before he could even say anything, you heard a quiet snores of your exhausted partner.

You blew out the candles.

Discouraged, you moved on to plan B. Since that's not working, just try asking him out somewhere. What would be a more obvious display of interest than going out on a date?

You listened and ended up doing exactly as you were told. Or at least you thought you did.

Walking around the city together at night, in the glow of festival lights. Feeding each other snacks from street stalls, participating in silly games and buying souvenirs. Could there be anything more romantic?

Well…

Probably in sub-points of your action plan you skipped a lessons on how to formulate invitations, because Jiyan clearly didn't understand your intentions.

He didn't show up at the meeting alone but with an escort. And not because he was looking for some duennas. He genuinely thought that you wanted to spend time with the rest of the team, to get to know each other more. And Jiyan's person familiar to both sides was the perfect excuse for this. So general, despite him not being fond of such forms of spending time, agreed without hesitation. Just to make you happy. As suited for an ideal and loving partner.

You felt angry. Though you didn't really know at whom. At yourself or Ningwei, who graced you with completely useless advice.

Nevertheless, you decided to listen to him again. Third advice. Last chance. What is the most basic form of showing affection among couples? Touch, of course.

On one hand such a simple thing but on the other… Not sure if there was something you were more hopeless at. In any situation that required you to disturb someone else's personal space you became so awkward. Should you make eye contact first? Put some effort into a conversation? Or go straight for it?

Where should you put your hand? On the shoulder? Thigh? Palm of his hand? Won't Jiyan feel uncomfortable because of this? Do you even know how to do it? Squeezing a person is probably different from grabbing an apple or a glass. You have to adjust the force. But how? Will you be able to do it smoothly? Won't you come out looking stupid in the process? How do others do this?!

But most importantly. How to sense the right moment?

All these thoughts were boiling in your head, folding into one irregular piece. Every now and then, another uncertainty of doubt came to the front.

Out of frustration, you let out a loud growl, dropping your back onto a soft grass.

-Are you all right?

Your partner asked, in that caring voice of his, usually dedicated only to you. A wave of heartbreak and a sense of unfairness swept through you. How was he so good at this? At first, he seemed so quiet, so remote. But now, after getting to know each other better, you always feel loved in his company.

If only you had known that at that moment Jiyan felt exactly the same...

-Oh, nothing nothing- you laughed awkwardly, trying to hide your embarrassment.

Lately, instead of improving your relationship, you seemed to achieve something completely different.

You sighed and looked around to the side. Sunset, flowery meadow, only you and Jiyan alone.

If books weren't lying to you then this situation was perfect.

And then there were your hands. Literally inches from each other.

You gently lifted your little finger upward. An inch to the side. First one, then second.

Inch. Inch-

One more move and it would be over. You would finally take the first step. You would finally show Jiyan that he wasn't indifferent to you, that you were also capable of showing affection.

You wanted to pour on him everything that you hid so deeply inside. If only you knew how-

You closed your eyes to make one last move.

Your hand began to oddly twitch. You swallowed your saliva heavily.

Another step. A little more- A little bit-

You didn't give up. It's not like you never held hands, right? How was this situation any different from all the others?

Oh, right. This time it was you who initiated a gesture.

You felt how some of your small veins began to pulsate from concentration.

However, you were already so close. Even though your hand was trembling like crazy.

But general was faster. With a sweeping motion, he rose to his feet. Totally unaware of the small battle you had just experienced.

-Time to go, don't you think, my love?

He smiled sincerely at you and extended a hand, wanting to help you stand up.

Here we go again… Why did such things come so effortlessly to him…

Jiyan shyly asked if you would like to spend the night with him. You, resigned with your recent failed attempts, didn't take it too much into your head and just automatically nodded.

That's how you ended up in his bedroom.

Bathed and dressed, you both sat covered in warm blankets. While general gazed at you with expectations you stared dully at the wall in front of you.

You furrowed your brows. You had had enough of this.

You remembered why you had failed in all the previous years. It just wasn't that easy after all. Or at least not for you.

-Is everything alright?

-Yes. No. I mean-… I don't know myself. I just want to say that-… -with disappointed expression you looked straight into Jiyan's eyes- You know how much I love you, right?

General got drenched in a cold sweat. That's not what he expected, and he feared of where this conversation might have been heading.

-Of course. Something happened?

-Nothing, except that despite my best efforts I don't know how to show it to you -frustrated, you growled once again. Lately you were getting into a dangerous habit- I appreciate you so much and I can't believe that we are together but you can't see it, because I'm doing everything wrong -one more minute and you will bring yourself to tears from this anxiety

-I was cooking, cleaning, trying to arrange a date. For Jue sake. I even asked Ningwei for help. And believe me, it wasn't a good idea. But everything for nothing

-I never know if the timing is right or what sort of gesture will be most appropriate. I can't comfort you or convey what I feel.

While you were flooding yourself with a torrent of words, more cogs began to shift in general's head. Until finally something clicked.

Ashamed, he bit his lower lip. This time, he was caught up with insecurity and a desire to work on himself.

However, he couldn't let the two of you worry. He immediately moved into action.

While you showered him with more confessions, Jiyan grabbed your face firmly in his hands and tried to bring you back to reality.

-Hey Hey. That's enough -he summoned a small encouraging smile- If we're already talking about problems with showing feelings, don't forget about me. Because not a single person that I know would say that I'm good at it. And there's nothing wrong with that. Or at least I hope so.

-I thought we both settled for it. That it's just who you are. After all, I know that deep inside, you love me very much and that's why I am with you. And no gestures will change that.

-But if you care so much about showing it, I'll only be more than happy to be your guinea pig - he gave a silly laugh- We don't have to start with anything big. If you want to do something, but don't know how, all you have to do is ask me and together we'll come up with a solution. Eventually it will get into your habit and you will reach perfection. We will reach perfection. After all, I believe that we can work on each other together, right?

-Right -you nodded with evident calmness.

You remembered again how quiet Jiyan was at the beginning when you met him. How rarely he allowed himself to show any feelings. And you understood how much that statement must have cost him.

Without a second thought, in a spur of moment you locked him in a tight hug.

You didn't know if it was the right thing to do, or if you were doing it properly.

You just felt this sudden urge.

Without letting go of each other's arms you both settled down onto the mattress.

-As for the tea, it was delicious, different from the rest, and this sheets… oh they smelled overly wonderful. Kind of like flowers? You definitely didn't use our military laundry detergent - Jiyan smiled under his breath with satisfaction.

So-…. he knew. All along. You hugged him tighter.

Fourth piece of advice. This time from you. Sometimes a simple conversation is more than enough.