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luckycharms1701 · 2 days

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I saw your requests were open and was wondering…..

What kinda of nicknames do you think the bayverse turtles would use for their s/o? Do you lean more towards the cute talk or a form of their s/o’s name? Do you think the turtles would use these nicknames anytime, or just in private one on one moments? 🤔 also, do you think they’d get flustered if their s/o gave them a nickname? (Alright. Sorry that last one was fishing. I know they would get flustered 🤣, but I also wanted to see what type of nicknames for them you like)

I hope you can have fun with this one! :D

yorshie my dear i love it when you come into my askbox and spoil me 🥰 nicknames are one of my favorite topics, and so are the bayverse boys! Let’s discuss.

Leonardo: Leo goes for more whimsical nicknames. He doesn’t have a lot of that in his life, whimsy and sweetness, so he gets it where he can. Blossom is one I used recently. My heart. Honeybee. Pretty bird. Princess if you’re lucky. If he’s in a teasing mood he’ll call you something sticky sweet like honeybunch or cinnamon bun. All of this is in private though, Leo is a deeply private turtle and not a fan of PDA. If you’re with his family and friends he’ll stick to a form of your name or just honey if you’ve done something to make him especially soft.

In bed, now. In bed. Pretty girl. Sweetheart. Mine.

As for nicknames for him, he’ll melt into a pile of goo if you call him sweetheart as you kiss him on the cheek. Call him ‘my hero’ when he gets something down from a high shelf for you and he’ll give you that bashful smile. But really, he likes it best when you just call him Leo. Especially when you whine it into your pillow as he- [is shot]

Raphael: Princess. Shorty. Sweetheart. They start out as teasing or even condescending nicknames, and slowly morph into genuine terms of endearment as he falls in love. He doesn’t care who hears him call you these names either. You’re his, and he wants everyone to know it. Raph is the kind of person who prefers a few well-used terms over variety, so he doesn’t really add any terms of endearment when you get together. However, if you catch him just right he’ll call you ‘my love’ in private.

In bed, it’s sweetheart, babygirl, or baby.

He loves being big and strong, so he loves it when you make him feel big and strong. Big Red. Hunk. If you call him something silly like ‘Mr. Muscles’ he’ll scoff but hide a pleased smile. You’re allowed to call him something like Raphie or Raph-a-doodle, but only in private. Call him handsome, though, and it’s a one-way ticket to Meltsville, population Raph.

Donatello: I know it’s very popular in the fandom for him to use dove. It’s cute, I don’t mind it, but personally I don’t see him using that. Donnie is the kind of turtle to use the more traditional nicknames most often. Dear. Darling. Hon. Sweetie. If he’s feeling especially fond he’ll use ones with a more whimsical and celestial bent. Starlight. Moonbeam. Sunshine. Like Raph, he’ll use these terms at any time. However, he also likes using your name, in full. There’s nothing else that encapsulates you quite as well as your name.

In bed, he still sticks with the traditional. Baby. Darling. Love. Good girl.

Like Leo, Donnie likes it when you call him by his name. Donnie or Donatello works just fine for him. He is very fond of his name. But secretly, he loves it when you unconsciously parrot whatever nickname he just used back at you. i.e. “How was your day dear?” “Better now that I’m with you dear.”

Michelangelo: I’ve spoken a bit about my mans before, here. He’s a big fan of nicknames, and will use a variety. He loves coming up with new, silly nicknames. Angelcakes, of course. Banana muffin. Cupcake. My personal favorite, Starburst. He’ll also use any he hears his brothers using or hears on TV. Mikey’s always looking for inspiration for new names to call you. If he can find one related to your interests, like songbird if you love to sing, he’ll use that one frequently. He uses them all the time, anywhere, even when referring to you when you’re not there. Sometimes you wonder if he actually knows your name. (He does. He just wants to make sure he has your attention.)

In bed, he likes to use babe and baby a lot. Gorgeous. Babygirl. My love if he’s feeling sappy.

Mikey doesn’t really care what you call him, but he loves it when you match his energy. Get in a cute little contest where you try to outdo each other with the most ridiculous nickname, and he’ll have the time of his life. He does like variations on his name. Mikey, Mike, Mikes, Mikester, any variation will get him to grin at you.

#thank you yorshie i love your asks #talking tag #theory tag #tmnt #bayverse leo #bayverse raph #bayverse donnie #bayverse mikey

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johannestevans · 11 hours

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request: some labru?

Doing short requests (<1000w)! Also on Ao3.

Feel free to drop requests in the replies or into my askbox. If you’d like a leave a tip for your own request or someone else’s, my tip jar is here.

“Are you okay?” Laios asks, and Kabru looks down at him, keeping his thighs spread wider apart as he looks down at the other man, takes him in, commits him to memory. Laios is different like this than usual, his lips parted, his eyes wider than usual, his pupils dilated, sweat on his skin.

“Yeah,” Kabru says, and a part of him is frustrated with it, the fact that Laios is watching him back, the fact that Laios is looking at him eagerly, questioningly, when Kabru is trying to study him, trying to think about him.

“Do you you, um, still want to…?”

“Shut up,” Kabru orders him, and Laios groans as Kabru pushes himself up on his knees and grinds the tip of his prick against the bulge of Laios’ cock in his underwear, feels it hot underneath him. “Yeah,” he says. “I want you to— to use me.”

“Use you?” Laios repeats, and he tilts his head slightly as he looks up at Kabru’s face, questioning. “I don’t…”

“I want you to fuck me,” Kabru says firmly, resting his hands on the naked flesh of Laios’ pecs – they’ve not died in the dungeon in a while, and he’s put on a little weight, has more flesh to his chest and belly than he had. Kabru’s gained back a little of the weight he’d had before, too, is no longer just muscle over bone. “I want you to… to use me, you know. Like a— Laios.”

“Kabru,” says Laios seriously, and fuck, but he’s so eager sometimes, so agonisingly earnest as he meets Kabru’s gaze, as he does as Kabru says.

“Do you touch yourself?”

“Of course,” Laios says immediately, and Kabru looks down at him flatly, his lips pressed together.

“Your dick, Laios,” Kabru says. “Do you touch it? Get yourself off?”

“Oh,” says Laios, and his cheeks tinge slightly pink. “Um. Y— Are you going to ask me what to?”

Kabru narrows his eyes, taking that in for a second, and he wants to ask, wants to interrogate that as deeply as he can, but he just makes a mental note to come back to it later.

“I want you to use me, like you’re trying to get yourself off,” says Kabru experimentally, studying Laios’ face as he says it, looking for eagerness in his expression, but what he sees is a guardedness, an uncertainty, as Laios bites one of his lips. “Touch me to satisfy yourself,” he says, because he wants to know. Wants to know how Laios will touch him this first time, without Kabru’s hands guiding him, without Kabru telling him what to do, without him thinking about what Kabru wants. “Fuck me. Use me.”

“I don’t…” Laios starts to protest, and Kabru settles one hand flat on his chest, leaning in closer, brushing their lips together. Laios likes kissing, Kabru’s already discovered, and he eagerly leans up for more until Kabru holds him fast, doesn’t let Laios kiss him more. “Kabru—”

“Fuck me,” Kabru orders him, as crisply as he can. “I want you to. I want you to focus on your own pleasure.”

“I don’t do that,” Laios says uncertainly.

“I want you to,” Kabru murmurs, his voice as soft and solicitous as he can make it, and Laios sits up and pushes Kabru back. They’d stripped naked already, Laios so that Kabru could look at him, focus on him, and Laios had undressed Kabru whilst he’d been distracted, eased off his armour. “Laios—”

Kabru lets out a noise of surprise as Laios wrestles him over his lap and shoves Kabru’s thighs apart, and then dives in mouth first – and really, why should Kabru be surprised? Kabru lets out a sharp whine as Laios closes the top of his mouth around his cock at the same time as his tongue shoves into Kabru’s wet cunt, swipes around the open centre of it before he dips lower and tongues at Kabru’s ass instead. Kabru’s thighs are spread wide over Laios’ shoulders, Laios gripping at his knees.

“Which hole?” Laios asks, and Kabru opens his mouth, closes it.

“I’m not supposed to be the one choosing,” Kabru says, and Laios hums, then returns to tonguing at him, and Kabru can’t help the moan that escapes him as he considers this, Laios’ natural instinct of course being to dive in tongue first, to taste, to eat him out, as much as his instinct with anything he likes, loves, anything he’s fascinated with, anything he studies, is to consume it, devour it.

Kabru’s cock is twitching at the thought of it, his back arching as he spreads back over Laios’ chest, feeling the plumpness of his healthier belly underneath him, the heat of his body.

Laios sucks Kabru’s cock into his mouth, and Kabru groans, digging his fingers into Laios’ thighs to try to steady himself as Laios keeps on sucking at him, goes between tonguing at him, suckling at the side of his lips before he pulls back and stands to his feet. Kabru lets out a noise at the indignity of it as Laios keeps his arm banded around Kabru’s belly and holds him the right way up, not upside down this time, and shoves down his underwear.

As they fall down to Laios’ ankles, Kabru stares down between his own legs and now between Laios’ too, feels the heat of Laios’ long, fat cock standing up straight, prodding against Kabru’s own little prick. Kabru’s cunt is open and slick, all but dripping down against Laios’ cock, and he whimpers as Laios readies his cock and holds Kabru up straight, prodding his slick cockhead not up against Kabru’s pussy, open and wet, but up against the tighter furl of his arse.

“Laios,” he says in a warning tone. “Laios, don’t you fucking dare—”

“You told me I was supposed to choose,” Laios says in that blunt and simple tone he uses sometimes and then drops Kabru down, and Kabru howls as Laios’ cock sinks into his cunt after all, sinks in all at once and spreads him roughly wide, his thighs quivering, his whole body writhing and struggling helplessly in Laios’ grip as Laios lowers him down and fucks him as deeply as he can.

He’s breathing heavily as Laios says seriously, “I’m going to fuck you now,” with his hands going to Kabru’s hips, and Kabru is gloriously helpless as Laios begins to fuck him mercilessly from behind.

#musings #laios touden #labru #kabru of utaya #dungeon meshi #fanfic

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hemeruni · 1 day

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Well. Here’s what I’ve been planning on doing… I’d like to introduce you all to-

The FIRST ANNUAL tumblr User hemeruni direct, a special event where I get to actually go into more detail about the projects I’m currently more so focused on, while giving important news to what’s next on our menus.

Now let’s go ahead and get this show rolling shall we?

NURSE PHILLY UPDATES

As you know, Nurse Philly has been placed on the back burner for a while as I took the time to work on my other projects. But, starting today, I’m working full speed ahead to officially get the Askblog up and rolling! The scripting process has been tough, but a rough outline has been finished and a overall timeline of arcs and events are all laid out, so it shouldn’t be long for you all to see the nurse in person!

I’m not the type to give out dates, but expect this hush puppy to start around mid-late 2024.

Alright we’re getting the hang of things! What’s next?

GLIMMERLOVE NEWS

This project started as a one off post that quickly spiraled into one of my favorite projects thus far under the hemeruni brand. While there isn’t plans to get a Askblog rolling anytime soon, the askbox will always be open for asking questions to these mysterious folk.

This project doesn’t have much besides that, but if things change revolving my work ethic, I’ll surely consider it.

No date on this one, as it’s currently in a fine state from where I’m seeing it.

HAPPY HATCHDAY HEMMY!!!

By the time I’m writing this, Hemera’s birthday is still ongoing and it might honestly been the most exciting days I’ve had in a long time, considering the fact that I’ve just… haven’t been active as much.

This fox means so much to me and I have Sparklecare and only Sparklecare to thank for creating such a wonderful creature that deserves everything wonderful on this blue marble of a planet.

I love you Hemmy, don’t stop being you.

Me and Uni are making a coffee shop au

Yeah idk what else to say

It’s news to me but I’m just posting this since I thought the idea was funny.

Personal au?? I think?? Only WE get to make one not YOU /J

Now. I mentioned something at the beginning of the whole thing about a change that is going to happen. Before we end this, I might as well say what I want to say.

The Future.

I’m breaking away from this community, for my own mental sake. I’m saying this with a heavy heart, knowing that this whole 'fame' thing isn’t something I enjoy. Besides fame, I’ve been so caught up in comments and reblogs that it mentally drains me to see one post that I spent less time on doing better then one I actually put my effort into.

This culminated in a unfollow from the official Sparklecare account that I’m still assuming is over the criticblog situation. Nevertheless, it left me bed ridden for weeks, realizing that what I worked so hard for was taken from my own dumb mistake.

That taught me a valuable lesson though, which is why I’m finally deciding to just cut contact with the community entirely, besides friend groups and servers I’m in you won’t really see me active on my main, mostly just au updates.

That also means I’m no longer reblogging stuff to my main account, but I’ve already came up with a solution revolving a account called hemerunireblogs (which will be linked later down the line)

That’s the most you’ll see me interacting with this community, I hope you can understand.

Now.

We’ve reached an absolute.

The End.

I wish things could’ve been different, but it’s either I continue down this path and further ruin myself for others sakes, or I finally start to work on myself again. In the end, I decided to choose myself. Call me selfish, I could care less.

For some, I’d like to wish the best, even though we may have not talked much, I’d love to see you again sometime soon.

You all have been a wonderful audience, I hope you all had a wonderful Hemmy Hatchday. Good afternoon, good evening, and goodnight my friends.

-Mx. Hemmy

#my art #sparklecare #hemera philly #hemeruni #uni cornelius #nurse philly #Glimmerlove au #text post #ramblings #long post

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achillesdaily · 2 months

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#17

you might (or more likely not,) be wondering why there wasn't a post yesterday.

Well, i said that i'd post daily until he arrived didn't i?

and he did!

i won't do daily posts anymore, but i'll still post Achilles whenever i feel like it.

thanks for being here <|: ^)

#hello from halo head #now ill have time to do better drawings #or maybe i'll animate something...im so excited...#should i change my handle if i don't do daily anymore?#also the askbox is open. you can give me ideas/requests if you want. or just tell me how far you'd punt this man

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sevenrs · 9 months

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been seeing interest crop up for a plural interpretation of grey wind/chasing wind, or making plural iterator ocs. this is great! as a system myself, i would like to offer some guiding questions and tips to non-systems to help out in their endeavors. please remember that i am one system and plurality varies VERY HEAVILY among people. other systems are free to comment and add their own tips. just dont turn this post into syscourse

i will use gw/cw as the most prevalent examples but this applies to any oc as well!

- alters are their own people in a lot of cases, not just "personalities". ask yourself, how does gw differ from cw? when presented with the same situation, how do each of them react? do they agree with each other or not? either way, what are their reasons?

- systems are rarely comprised of just two alters. it is not impossible, but very rare. most people notice plural symptoms at around 3 alters and people will on average have between 8-15 alters (but more is very much not unheard of!). think about how many alters gw/cw would have on top of each other

- alters may have different pronouns, sexuality, and ways they want to present themselves from each other. how do gw/cw and other alters differ from each other in this way, if at all?

- if gw/cw's physical body changes to represent who is fronting, was this an ability they had before realizing their plurality? in our world, we cannot change how we look outside of clothes and makeup. if gw/cw do not possess the ability to change physically, do either of them or any other alter feel uncomfortable or even dysphoric looking at their physical body?

- alters' relationships may vary heavily on the same person. how do gw/cw feel about a specific person? how are they the same or different? is one alter in a whole different kind of relationship with someone than another?

- how comfortable is gw/cw with telling others about their plurality? do only they know? their close friends? local group? anyone they come across? plurality is often personal, and is not a singular decision for any one alter in a system to make to tell others. it can be difficult for non-systems to understand what plurality is like (and in our world, cause mockery) so they may think it is easier to stay quiet about it

- plurality happens because of several different conditions. there is did, but there are also ospd-1a and 1b. i would highly recommend doing your own research on these different types of plurality. they each have different effects on memories, emotional state, even how defined the alters themselves. again, look into it

- if gw/cw have memory problems, do they have a way to get around it? private broadcasts? pearls? scratching on the walls? how do they talk to alters not co-concious with them?

- some systems may use role labels to identify themselves as having particular jobs to help/protect the system. these are roles such as host, caretaker, guardian, traumaholder, etc. do your research on this one. do any of these roles apply? or do gw/cw forgo these labels? (personally, we only use the term "host")

- headspace is a place in the mind where alters "live" (it's not a real residence, but it feels that way) headspace may be small, only representing co-conciousness, or very large, giving every alter a more "tangible" place to stay if not fronting. or headspace might not exist at all! (this is most common in systems who just found out about their plurality). what does headspace look like to them? keep in mind, headspace can really look like anything. for me at least, it looks mostly consistent. a few things may change about it or it may expand, but it's not like imagination where anything happens if you think about it

as a disclaimer i am not going to go in depth about trauma or sources in this post. it can get very personal very quickly. a general way i can put it is think of a long term source of stress and/or abuse that may be present in your iterator's life. handle the subject with care.

the best way to learn about the experiences of plurality is to ask people who are systems. as long as you are given consent, come in with genuine curiosity, and be as reasonable as you can, most systems will be okay with questions! it is like any other identity

a side: other ways to make plural iterators?

iterators do not share human anatomy or physiology. they will never perfectly be able to represent plurality like we have it in our world

but the unique characteristics of iterators can lend way into creative ideas that are similar to plurality! (but never, i want to stress, NEVER the same)

notably, several puppets in one can. if you remember that the body of the iterator is the structure, and the puppets are like the face, then you have several faces, personalities, people, in one body. my immunerators play around with this idea and i am sure there are other ways to get creative!

#rain world #broadcast.txt #gw #headcanon #my askbox is also open for questions #only if it relates to gw/cw or any other iterator oc you want help with plurality for #and not to pry into my personal life #i am a rain world blog. not a system blog #i wanted to offer some help to this part of the community #i will block anyone who gets weird about me or this post

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kyouka-supremacy · 8 months

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sskk thought of the day please :>?

(also love your ask button, took me a second lol)

Okay in my mind, I've always headcanoned that sskk would keep their relationship secret like, forever– it's just that their love is something they want to keep completely untouched by opposite sides and bloody feuds. Akutagawa is particularly strict on this: in his case, there's also the added fear of retalations against the people he cares about since he's the most famous and hated pm member.

However that opens for the very funny scenario of: Atsushi and Akutagawa have just started dating, and Akutagawa is all smitten and lovesick and wants to be around Atsushi as often as possible and hug him and kiss him, but every time they're in pubblic together and someone they know comes around he absolutely PANICS: one second he's giggling and kissing Atsushi's cheek, and the second after he cuts Atsushi's leg and starts furiously hitting and insulting him in order to demonstrate that he hates him and how much they can't stand each other. They got to the point where Akutagawa was basically cutting or piercing a different bodypart of Atsushi every day, which got everyone in Yokohama wondering what happened to make the Port Mafia Hellhound so extraordinarily bloodthirsty, where the reality is that he's just in love. Each time Akutagawa follows up with a wave of texts to Atsushi in the lines of:

I'm so fucking sorry for what I did I swear I didn't mean to. I mean I didn't mean to cut off your whole leg. Sincerely, your legs come off super easily. That's beyond the point though I'm so sorry. Do you hate me again now

To which Atsushi is just “😅 It's okay they grow back”– half patient, half exasperated, half simply knowing that's just how his boyfriend is (anxious and insecure and impulsive) and that he loves him for how he is, including his leg-cutting side.

#Based on the kdrama I've been watching with my mother but I haven't been able to take this concept off my mind #Akutagawa is probably a little ooc but like. I CAN'T think of unrequited sskk 24/7 y'know #ryūnosuke akutagawa #atsushi nakajima #sskk #shin soukoku #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd headcanons #mine #people asks me stuff #I forgot what my askbox said pfffttt.#Tbh at first I wanted it to say “You know the reason yourself‚ don’t you”#But then I reasoned I didn't want to prompt an existential crisis in anyone who just opened it to ask something ahahah

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dervampireprince · 2 months

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to the anon who just sent me two asks. i am not publishing them so i am addressing you here. stop. yes you are crossing a line. yes you are making me uncomfortable. i didn't ask for help or advise. i am very uncomfortable with being given unsolicited advise. you do not know me. you do not know my situation. doesn't matter what i've shared about myself online, you don't know me. do not come into my ask box to offer me serious life advise. if this happens again i'll just not share anything anymore. do not assume things about my life, or assume worse things about my life than what i've shared. i'm not a fictional character, nor your friend. you do not know me. no matter what i share about me or my personal life, you do not know me nor do you know the details or everything that's going on in my personal life. i do not share most of my personal life because it's personal and private.

i'm sure in your mind you had good intentions, but that was so incredibly inappropriate.

#i feel so gross now #i know people getting parasocial is just a risk of being online but guys really?#the vampire vents #this sort of behaviour makes me want to close my ask box.#i feel so gross #wish i hadnt opened the askbox right before bed #going to be sharing less of me going forwards #or i'll keep it to twitch and not talk about it over here since i feel like i cant trust you guys

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wraenata · 7 months

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Hi Wren how have you been?

Hi Koi! I hope you're doing well! Every beautiful art and comic you make touches my heart!

I'm doing ok. I just have really low energy. It's really frustrating because I don't have any energy to do the things I enjoy doing, and it feels like every day it gets worse 😔 I finally made an appointment with my doctor to see if anything is wrong, but it's not til October 17 sadly. Things have just been going downhill for a long time.

I'm just really sad that even after unfollowing a lot of blogs, which I hated doing, I still can't muster the energy to get through my dash and leave the tags I want to. It makes me sad. I've missed and will continue to miss amazing things and I don't like that.

I've also been worried about my cat Sally's weight and appetite lately, though the last couple days she's been eating better which is good. I just worry a lot.

Umm, I need a positive. I ordered the build a bear bulbasaur for my birthday which is in a week. He makes me smile. His name is Yarrow 🌱 Not even 5 pound Sally for scale <3

#wren askbox #thank you koi you are so wonderful #yarrow is my first pokemon plushie #also ive been having a lot of bad headaches lately which sucks #and all i want to do when i get home from work is close my eyes #amd i saw my gi specialist this week and she told me my nausea is all in my head so #i mean things could be better #tw vent #yeah this was venty im sorry #im just very open about my problems sorry #but i have amazing friends who help me feel better #all you on tumblr are so wonderful to me i appreciate you all #also i want to do so much art #today i worked on my 2al collab comic panel #trying hard but art has been so much harder than it used to be #anyways sorry koi #i appreciate you and all the amazing art you make

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the-mirror-sunflower-owo · 3 days

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I have spent the last week playing RE8, switching to NSR and then back to RE8-

So! After knowing this game ever since it came out I finally drew some fan art, yippeeeee!

Enjoy my attempt at drawing Karl :>

#my art #fan art #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #re8 #karl heisenberg #I am open to requests related to RE btw #feel free to drop an idea in my askbox if you want to see me draw more #:)

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avocadoraisin · 1 month

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yall have been too happy for too long i need to think up a new angst piece

#also just for the record because i think yall are being shyer than you want to be #u can totally drop ideas in my askbox at any time #i cant guarantee ill ever get to them but i keep them around for rainy days when i need inspo also its fun hearing what people want from me #or even just questions if u ever have any. really i dont bite.#also my askbox on my main Jennilah is almost always open if you prefer to not ask on my art blog for any reason #anyway just felt a need to mention all this & figured this was a good opportunity lol #i should make a more in-depth pinned sometime #jenna shut up

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toiletpotato · 14 days

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Get to Know Me Game!

Do you make your bed?

Yes. It is part of my morning routine!

What's your favorite number?

3 or 5 or 42

If you could go back to school, would you?

Yes, absolutely! If I could afford it, both time and money wise, I'd love to just study and learn everything I can. If it were more worth it I'd love to be (an academic, not medical) Dr. Potato. Perhaps in another life/world/universe/timeline.

Can you parallel park?

I have never tried it! It is a skill I have yet to learn.

A job you had that would surprise people?

I have yet to be employed!

Can you drive a manual car?

Not yet! (But I found out today that apparently learning how to do so is in my future).

Tattoos?

Not yet! I'd love to have something floral one day, preferably by an artist of colour/someone with experience tattooing colourful pieces on brown skin.

Favorite color?

I love all colours! Though I'm quite fond of bright colours or pastels. Especially pinks, purples, and oranges!

Do you like puzzles?

Yes, I do!

Any phobias?

I have many that I would rather not share. Many of them are common.

Favorite childhood sport?

I was not good at it in the technical sense, but I enjoyed soccer. I received a certificate for the fact that I never stopped smiling.

Do you talk to yourself?

Yes, a lot! Sometimes I have my own potatocast, which no one can listen to as it only exists in my mind.

What movies do you adore?

Oh, I love a documentary that discusses the history of a particular medium, or ones that discuss relevant social history. I also love musicals and comedies, and musical comedies. I love exploring international cinema as well. Oh! Also, fun theatrical adaptations. I love movies that reflect experiences of the diaspora. Some actual titles: Toni Morrison: The Pieces I Am, Badhaai Do, Four Samosas, Theater Camp, and The Wiz

Coffee or tea?

Coffee as tiramisu and tea with a frightening amount of condensed milk. (Secret third answer: milk or juice or water).

First thing you wanted to be growing up?

A firefighter. I do not want to be a firefighter any more.

Next up:

@emo-and-dumb @thottybrucewayne @theinfinitedivides @re-lunastos @snixx @unholybinchicken

#(Psst... if anyone knows where one can watch any of Marlon Riggs' documentaries... my askbox is open)#(my uni isn't giving me access to it via kanopy or proquest unfortunately :( )#thank you for the tag; Ice - this was fun!#these are no pressure tags by the way! if you don't want to do it - no worries :D!!

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gojosattoru · 4 months

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REQUESTS CLOSED!!!

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dannybobany · 4 months

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ART POST ‼️

[Fnaf au thing :)]

TW: potential eyestrain & implied child death

(I don’t think these are necessary but better safe)

YOU CANT CHANGE THE PAST

You couldn’t have saved them

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ravencromwell · 4 months

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Ros Vortalis trans headcanons

There are some remarkable trans Holland fics and headcanons, but can we talk about Ros Vortalis, whom all of his friends simply call Vor? Who, even when he’s _dying Holland calls Vor, to be expected, but also Vortalis which’s so much longer than Ros.

A bit of googling informs me Ros is “protector” in German, which’s chef’s kiss one hundred/ten no notes V.E. But it’s also, more frequently, a diminutive of Rosalind. Disclaimer before I start these that I respect and love! the headcanons of Makt as fairly gender nonrestrictive, with power being more of a defining factor of treatment. My Makt, however, is more complicated, with gender and gender transitions being imperfect but still a site where joy can be created, much like the rest of White London existence. Putting the rest of these beneath a cut with that in mind because as a trans person, I know some days I can’t handle transness as careful complication to be navigated and don’t want to inflict it on anyone unprepared. (Though, I promise! there’re fluffy as fuck nsfw Vor/Holland and Vor/friends headcanons in here to cut the angst.)

Ros retains a shortened form of his given namefor business purposes within the Shal—we know Shal means “market” in Red London, and I tend to think it means the same in White, such that when Holland calls him a “thug from the Shal” he’s referring to Vor being in the merchant/smuggling business. When he transitions, he’s relatively young and honestly to flagrantly demand a name change would be seen by too many as blood in the water. His greatest focus, always, is Makt rather than his personal happiness and he’d rather be burdened with the “nickname” Ros and be capable of rising in the Shal in service of becoming king.

There’re two ways of transitioning: the easiest and least painful is utilizing a spell similar to Astrid’s with Lila and stealing a face and voice. But that spell fades with death and though Vor understands that his body is likely destined for desecration once he’s gone as Makt’s people drain its blood and magic, there’s still this stubborn demand that they destroy a body without the face that made him shudder every time his child self caught a glimpse (he is so grateful for a lack of mirrors in Makt for much of his young adulthood.)

So he chooses the harder, excruciating method: finds a bone magician to permanently reshape his body. Session after session, over months traveling abroad on a ship with only the open sea and crew to hear him scream himself hoarse.

The first time they share a bed, Holland strokes along the broadened shoulders, runs fingers along the scars on his chest—eyes fixed on Vor’s all the while— and murmurs: “If they did not believe you would hold the throne, they were fools.”

“I’m flattered.” He’s bright-eyed, with that deep, rolling-sea laugh.

“After this, very little would stop you.” Fools have marveled at the extent of spells across his body, and inwardly he howls in hysterical laughter because there is very little to dull pain in Makt, and the shipboard pain was so vast it made everything else feel like pinpricks by comparison. He’s never bedded someone who would know that as intimately as the man who had done his damndest to use that same magic in stopping Vor’s fist before it connected with his face, and the admiration uncoils something deep in his chest. “Sometimes I’m certain I can’t keep it. One moment it will be there and then not.” He manages a farse of a smile “Foolish, after all these decades, but such is the weakness of your future king, Holland.”

“Lucky you would have an Antari to put it back, then.”

By the time he returned to London, voice rumbling deep from an expanded chest, people understood quickly to use “Ros” with the proper pronouns or see just how effective the runes on his hands were. But well…Ros is an easier shirt than Rosalind to slip into, but it will never sit comfortably. As he develops allies, he finds that Vor and Vortalis fit easier. And it becomes a good gauge for trust. Those who understand implicitly how painful his given name is and respect that, are people worth keeping. It becomes easier, as fewer and fewer people survive who remember Rosalind.

There are far too many moments to count when former friends or lovers try to use “Ros” as a weapon, with a little smirk that says: “You never said we _couldn’t call you that.” And he’s deeply glad he made a relatively small name fuss and provided only a small chink in his armor. (Those sorts of people tend, inevitably, to cause the use of his knives. As though letting them close and showing kindness is an invitation for open season. But such are the risks in Makt, and he is a man who craves touch and closeness. What good to craft the ideal body only to never have it appreciated. The way Holland simply…withdrew from people after Talya is something almost unfathomable. Whether they’re the closest of friends or both king and night and! king and beloved—which’s pretty much always in my head—there’s a deep, profound ache that he could never touch Holland enough to make up for too many years alone.

It’s the dimmest flicker every time he sees the “knight” and “Antari” masks slip, when Holland leans against his shoulder or puts his head in Vor’s lap, eyes half-closing at fingers in his hair. But, simply because the task is nigh on impossible, doesn’t mean he won’t do his best. Vor touches Holland Vosijk a hundred thousand times in those two years of rule—and so, so many more if they both survive—and is so very, very grateful he could take the touches the best of his lovers and allies offered over the last thirty years. (On a slashy front, can we also just talk about how, as a couple, there’s an incomparable way arousal and awe intertwine for Vor _every time Holland reaches out and shows affection: a kiss against his temple as Vor lets their foreheads rest together; a hand moving slow and easy down his back. To be trusted enough for the most guarded man he’s ever met—it took Vor _months to convince him to kill Gorst and he’s never had to work so hard or wanted so desperately for someone to say yes in his life—to touch him is such a valuable thing that he has immense responsibility not to break.)

Also in couple’s verse: If Vor has a small regret, it’s that the bone magicians are far more skilled with outward, above-the-waist presentation—because the best of them have not only done this for trans people, but for criminals etc. seeking a disguise. Thankfully, they had no trouble cutting him open to ensure he would never be with child—he doesn’t have the vocabulary for dysphoria, but the idea of his stomach rounded and heavy is one of the few things that can make him viciously soul-deep terrified. But the below the waist equipment well, it’s not a magic Makt has the luxury of learning.

By the time he meets Holland, it’s the very faintest of regrets: he has a collection of strap-ons for when he and a lover want to indulge in that particular fantasy—and is comfortable enough in his skin it’s an indulgence and not a requirement. It’s beautiful to watch lovers slide to their knees and take them in their hands or mouths or slide inside and watch them arch with pleasure. But oh, oh he wishes he could _feel it. It’s not a complaint worth voicing, and honestly after he becomes king, there’s very little time to indulge.

But one day, Holland comes back, smelling of flowers holding a box, tells the guards to wait at the end of the hall because he has crucial business from “the other London” for the king’s ears alone, which has Vor intrigued and concerned because he hasn’t come close to asking Holand to send a message. But before the concern can swell to anything beyond a flicker, he sees a flush so faint anyone would miss it who wasn’t watching. (Even before the Danes, Holland held his feelings and desires in an iron grip; Vor learned early in sharing a bed that Holland loathed the idea of being heard by those not his lovers when losing control: not merely a discomfort that could add spice to an evening, but viscerally, the way it would take everything Vor had to turn his back on an armed opponent.) This is pleasure, not business and he flicks his fingers in a silent command before they can even turn to look.

"Go get yourselves some dinner,“ he says for good measure, "If there is a foe Holland cannot protect me from, there’s little more bodies can do.”

When he opens the box…there are the usual straps but the cock. The cock feels like _skin. “The Arnesians-” and oh, there’s still so much contempt in those words “With their infinite supply of magic have learned to transmute. From earth to bone, and then something softer. There is an illusion for the Arnesians who want to forget the straps.” There were layers upon layers beneath that statement: neither of them wished, at least then, to go begging for scraps, but to _take a little of the bounty Arnes had hoarded,

“_Yes!”

Neither of them know how the illusion works: it is as mysterious as the fireworks Holland has seen that fool his eyes into certainty dragons fly across the unbearably vivid Arnesian sky. It does not matter; in those moments when Holland’s mouth is hot on skin, Vor is utterly, entirely certain Holland is swallowing down the cock he has always had.

It’s almost too much, leaves him speechless for the first time in decades, has Holland scrambling up and onto the bed even as his eyes are still glassy from watching the king come undone to wrap himself around Vor’s back until the world comes into focus again. “Is it only good once or-” he asks, finally and Holland’s smirk is wicked.

When he’s upending the Ost table and coughing up blood—, so much, too much kajt I hope Holland can take the throne because whoever these bastards are they can’t rule, the thing he clings to: more than “Stay with me"—though he _tries—, more than the raw panic in Holland _swearing—is the name. _Vortalis, he says when the table overturns—though it would be such a forgivable mistake to use Ros. Vor, he says while chanting stay and one of his blood spells. He will die as who he made himself, not as he was born.

The three threads of coherence for Holland are the blood spell. That Vor _has to stay. And that if he cannot be enough to stop this, he _will not let Vor die hearing him use the wrong name.

In verses where Vor lives, they both know the "thank you” when he wakes is not for the healing, though to be alive is a joy.

#Holland Vosijk #Ros Vortalis #Ros Vortalis/Holland Vosijk #[to anyone who saw this before I could add the read more fuck I'm sorry I haven't posted on here for too long and how you do everything wit #screen readers is different now]#queer stuff #my meta #shades of magic #please anyone who would like to incorporate any of these into anything Shades related do so gleefully #seeing any of these floating around in fic would make my fucking year #from the moment! all Vor's friends called him by his surname I wanted to write him as trans #so this is my gleefully self-indulgent Christmas present to myself #I'm taking the anxiety out of fic with an essay/meta and fic hybrid I first saw the brilliant #badassbutterfly1987 #use on a different topic a few days ago *bows to this ship's captain who's supplied a shockingly wonderful amount of content solo #and is watering my crops with current drabble collection*#it lets me not worry about producing a perfect product while indulging my love of dialogue and is kinda glorious #(for the record. askbox/messenger's always open to talk anything in this fandom #especially White London and/or these two whose dynamic has sent me into the hardest hyperfixation since I don't even know when

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