#despite not getting to draw or write nearly as much as I'd like ;A;

[creatingblackcharacters]

Lesson 1: "White Man Painted Black"?

Okay, I recognize that this is a strong foot to step off on! But! If you learn nothing else from this series, if you decide for whatever reason to forsake me: this is the ONE perspective I'd like you to take away!

You may have heard this quote before, when Black fans deride a character design as 'a white man with the brown bucket tool'. On its face, it means exactly what was said. But specifically, what it means is that we recognize that whomever designed the character drew the way they normally draw for a 'default' character in their mind- default usually meaning White/Eurocentric features- and they added a shade of brown within the line art to make that character now 'Black'.

Now if you're feeling defensive, wait just a moment! This discomfort is not inherently a bad thing!

I'm going to use both a 'real world' example first, to show you what your Black fans and peers are seeing, and perhaps you will also understand our discomfort!

(if anyone was curious, my folder for this lesson is titled 'brad' lmao and you'll see why)

(I'll have y'all know that I actually worked very hard to make Blackface Brad look mildly presentable lmao I'm sorry, I'm wheezing, I can hardly breathe looking at him 🤣)

You see how, despite knowing where this was going, and using one of the darkest shades of brown in my Skin Tones arsenal, you still know that that's Brad Pitt? That nothing about his hair texture, his lips, his nose, or really anything other than the palette change... changed? And you can still see that?

It's incredibly hurtful to be told that that's supposed to be you. You know it's not, you know why it's not, but rather than hearing how it makes you feel unseen and what they could do to be better (since they wanted to draw a Black character!), the artist lashes out at you.

And as an artist, you might have worked VERY HARD to do this! That might be a real handsome guy you drew!! But... is he really Black? Did you walk into it with the intention, that you were drawing a Black Character, or did you draw a character that just happened to be Black? It seems like a silly thing, but it matters!

Okay. I just finished laughing over Brad. Now let's get into some more perspective changes:

Now, imagine you drew a character. You want to make her Black, so you change the hair and skin colors. All right! You have your Black character... right?

Changed ONE feature about her? (You should obviously change more than one feature, but let's just go with the simplified example.)

What if, instead of just changing her palette, we changed her:

Hair?

There isn't nearly enough time in the world, let alone in this little scribble and blurb, for me to describe the IMPORTANCE of Black hair in Black character design. There are so many ways to do curls, afros, braids, twists, locs, SO MANY HAIRSTYLES!! Get used to searching in the 3C-4C hair textures!!!! I plan on doing an entire lesson or two on hair alone, but suffice it to say, Hair Texture is thee BIGGEST giveaway that you 'painted a white person Black'- from cartoon styles to realistic! It reveals itself in your writing as well- just based on how your character takes care of their hair, how your describe the texture, how other people might perceive it... it lets me know just how much research was done. Because we can have straight hair! But again, that's a conversation for a whole 'nother lesson so- come back later 👀?

Lips?

I love our lips, I really do. There's a long history of shaming Black women in particular for the way our lips look. So when I see them done in all their glory, it makes me very happy. Two-toned lips vary in shade and intensity, so make sure you're using references if you want to be 'realistic', but it doesn't have to be that hard. Even a little subtle shift like this in the design/story description lets me know that a creator was thinking about me.

Nose?

One thing I've noticed ever since I starting drawing is that... people in a lot of mangas/manhwas barely have noses! I admit, out of all the features on the face, the nose isn't the most important. I think they should be, especially when you want to emphasize that your characters look different! People have different types of noses! I especially want to gear this towards those with a goal of drawing realistic portraits and the like- there, the nose is ANOTHER dead giveaway. There are Black people with aquiline and straight noses- we aren't a monolith- but is that why you drew it? Consider why you went for that nose specifically. That's part of the intent, in all this!

Now, you might be looking at me and going "Ice... this is just character design". To which my answer is: Yes! It is! It feels so basic, and yet if you ask your Black friends/peers how often they've come across this feeling of not being properly drawn/written, from fanart to professionally produced works, it's unfortunately common despite how simple of a concept it is.

I hope that you can walk away from my first lil lesson with new eyes. Remember, it's the thought that counts, but the action that delivers!

#creatingblackcharacters #black characters #black artists #black writers #black art #character design

[meaningofaeons]

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ backbiting

⊹ character(s) - alhaitham, kaveh ⊹ word count - 1.1k ⊹ notes - gn!reader, fluff, jealousy, reader is part of the matra (alhaitham), reader is an akademiya lecturer/professor (kaveh), petname usage in kaveh's

⊹ katze's 500 follower writing cat-baret

ANON I HOPE UR SEEING THIS SORRY AGAIN FOR DELETING YOUR RQ!!! I hope I remembered it right and I hope you enjoy! also sorry if haitham is ooc it's my first time writing him! (ﾐዎ ﻌ ዎﾐ)ﾉ

⊹ Kaveh

Kaveh was pouting.

Not necessarily an uncommon occurrence from your lover, but you digress. He was clearly upset, and you weren't willing to let him stew in it any longer.

You approached him from his seated position at one of the desks in your lecture hall, sitting down in front of him to draw his attention. He always did like sitting in on some of your classes, but it seemed today's events had put him into a sour mood.

He grumbled a bit, cheek squishing into his palm as he looked away. As much as you wanted to assuage his worries with no shadow to your intentions, you couldn't deny how adorable he looked in this moment.

"My light, are you going to mope forever? What's got you down?"

"Pet names can't get you out of this one! I'm still mad!"

You reached out, pinching his cheek much to his abject annoyance. He swatted half-heartedly at your hand, holding his aching face once you finally let go.

You smiled just a bit.

"Was it because of Ardashir?"

"So you know his name, too, then," he mumbled quietly.

"Mm, so that is what it's about."

"Take this seriously!" Kaveh pouted, laying on the dramatics a bit thick. "I mean, does he not know that we're together?! He was all over you! I nearly leapt out of my seat when he tried to wrap his arm around your shoulder!"

You recalled that Ardashir did not, in fact, try to wrap an arm around your shoulder. He had stopped by to drop off a few course materials you had asked to borrow, nothing more. He was a tad closer and laid the flattery on a bit thicker than usual, however, so you could hardly blame your lover for getting upset.

Next time you saw him, you'd be sure to let him know to cool it. For now, you kept your attention on your boyfriend, brushing his blonde hair behind his ear comfortingly.

"Well, despite your fame, honey, I don't think most people in Sumeru care too much for who's dating who unless it interferes with or benefits their academics."

Kaveh turned away, still sulking. Your smile widened just a tad at that—he always got that way when he knew you were right, but given his stubborn nature, he could never fully relent victory in an argument to you or anyone else.

"I'll give him a stern talking to next time I see him, and I'll be sure to mention our relationship."

The blonde kept his eyes firmly trained on the wall, but you could see the way his sullen expression eased up.

"Or, better yet, we can 'bump into him' on our way to my next class. Holding hands and all. Let him see the competition he's got so he can reevaluate his chances."

As much as he tried to fight it, Kaveh smiled for just a moment, and you giggled lightly. He puffed out his cheeks, however, trying to hide his delight.

"Well, okay! I suppose that'll have to do for now."

"And I'll treat you to a drink tonight, too."

This time, your lover leaned into your hand, staring up at you cutely.

"You're so good to me... Sorry for getting upset."

You only kissed his forehead lightly, admiring the flush of pink adorning his pale cheeks.

"I'd do anything for you."

⊹ Alhaitham

Alhaitham does not get jealous.

He doesn't see the point in caring about who you talk to and what their intentions are. You both said you'd stay true to one another when you began dating, and he trusts you.

He doesn't participate in needless gossip or malice just because someone flirted with you a bit.

Well, not usually.

"That man isn't part of the Matra."

He says it factually, his voice cool just as it usually is. But after spending enough time with him, you can detect the barest hint of an edge in his tone.

You turn around to greet your lover, giving him a small smile.

"Ah, him? No, no. He's not."

"He's been spending a lot of time around your stations."

You giggle a bit.

"How would you know? Do you also spend a lot of time around my patrol routes?"

"Yes."

Right, Alhaitham was a difficult one to tease as always. Always so upfront and straightforward.

"I like to make sure you're doing okay, so I stop by now and then between work hours."

You smile again, patting his arm.

There was one way you could tease him effectively, though. And so, you continued to address his words for what they were at face-value—simple observations of someone you happened to speak to often.

"That's sweet of you. If I weren't so stretched thin across Sumeru City, I'd be visiting your office way more, too."

You noticed the twitch of Alhaitham's lips as you skirted around the topic of the man that just walked away once more.

Did he relinquish his dignity and just ask? Ask why that same guy kept loitering around you like a bothersome fly?

No. Alhaitham does not get jealous.

He won't entertain the situation, and he certainly won't entertain the slight smirk on your lips, the amusement you're surely gleaning from his shifting back and forth—

"So what's his excuse?"

Fuck.

"I think this is the only thing you're not as blunt as you'd like to be on, 'Haitham," you chuckled lightly, hugging his arm. His expression didn't change much, but he did grumble some such under his breath, his brow furrowing a bit. "Are you jealous?"

"There's no reason to be jealous, because when we agreed to start dating—"

"Yes, yes, I know there's no reason for you to be. He's only a colleague, after all, an acquaintance at best." You raised your own brow. "But I'm asking if you're jealous, not a reason to be."

"He was very close to you. Does he not know we're together?"

You beam, reaching up to pinch his cheek. He swats you away quickly, glaring half-heartedly, so you deign to take hold of his hand instead.

"Can you make time to come earlier tomorrow? If he sees me on the arm of the Akademiya's Scribe, I'm sure he'll be reluctant to push his luck any further. And besides, I'd been having a hard time trying to reject his advances anyhow. He's quite persistent."

Although annoyed at the notion that the man from earlier was bothering you in the slightest, Alhaitham seemed pleased all the same with your solution, brushing your hair out of your eyes with one hand while the other squeezes your hand.

"I think I can make time. No, I will make time."

You leaned into your boyfriend, chuckling again.

"Well, gee. Maybe I should get more men to flirt with me if it means you'll come rushing at my beck and call—"

The hand clasped around your own squeezed just a bit too tight, and you jolted.

"Ack— kidding! Of course I'm kidding! 'Haitham, ease up!"

#alhaitham x reader #al haitham x reader #kaveh x reader #alhaitham #kaveh #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin #genshin impact #katze's cat baret #katze's 500 follower special #katze's cat cafe

[dutifullyscreechingdragon]

Blitzø x human! Assassin! Reader

Blooming feelings

Summary: After the first few murder fiascos, you and Blitzø start catching feelings for each other. His attempts on your life morph into dates and you can't take each other as seriously as you should on the battle ground.

A/n: heyyy, I'm sorry for the slightly belated posting. The last few days have been a bit haywire for me... Anyways, I hope you enjoy the part two. Here you have the links to all the parts currently available:

Part 1: First encounter

Part 2: Blooming feelings

The smoke bomb went off, you could hear the shattering of glass and the revving of the motorbike. Y/n was gone.

"And she's gone..." Blitzø stated and was about to leave through the portal, when Moxxie pulled his sleeve:

"Sir, there's a card on the floor"

Blitzo picked it up, it was a note. In a neat handwriting the following was written:

Despite being sent to kill me

(and failing miserably),

you're chill

Call me:)

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Blitzø texted you this very evening. He wanted to do this instantly, but had to withhold himself - gotta preserve the reputation

You were getting ready to bed, today was a long day, right after the pleasant encounter with Blitzø, you had to rush off to deal with a murderer and then get your bike into repair. Oh and you also had to buy yourself new cargo pants, your current ones were getting a wee bit to bloodstained for your liking.

Today was a busy day. So only now, about to go to sleep, did you have time to actualy process what happened in the morning. That being you giving the attractive imp(?) your phone number... And, since he still didn't call or text you, you were staring to have second thoughts... Have you read too much into the whole thing? Was it strictly professional for him?

That's when your phone went off

Unknown: whadup, gurl

Cut the guy some slack, he was low-key nervous and was trying to come off as suave

Y/n: Blitzø?

Unknown: ya, who else wuld be txting u

Y/n: should I take offence?

Unknown: idk, do u find that offensive

Y/n: kinda?

Unknown: soz, I'll show u a picture of a horse I drew and you'll forgive me

Unknown: deal?

to be fair, Blitzø didn't know what he was writing. He had no intention of offending you and panicked, texting you the first thing that came into his mind. Thankfully, you found it amusing and texted him back:

Y/m: deal:)

He sent you a picture of a horse. You though it was really good, so that's what you texted him back. He was ecstatic and instantly sent you a few more.

Needless to say, that soon enough your gallery was filled with various drawings of horses.

In the span of the next week, you and Blitzø texted quite a lot.

He offered you a job at the IMP pretty early on:

Blitzø: ya know, when u end up in hell, a gal like you culd work for me

Y/n: why are you so sure I'd wanna work for you?

Blitzø: why wouldnt u?

Y/n: idk u trying to kill me is kind of a turn off...

Blitzø: ahhh come oooon it's not that big of a deal

Blitzø: ill take u horse riding or smth

Y/n: can't say no to that hahaha

After that reply, Blitzø got so hyped up, he literally ran out of his office and shouted:

"Fuck yeah she loves me back, ya hear that Mox," Blitz looked very much proud as he showed his employee the text chain

"Uhhh Sir, I wouldn't make such quick assumptions-"

"Shhh don't ruin the moment" Blitzo retorted pressing his finger into Moxxie's lips to silence him.

Sometimes you'd get a notification in the middle of a job and it'd be Blitzø sending you a selfie of him ( and sometimes some of his friends as well) in the middle of a fight with a caption like:

"another normal day at work (nearly got killed)"

Or

"brunch went wrong"

Or plainly

"how u doing? "

And sometimes you'd reply with a selfie of yourself, creeping up to some guy you're about to murder. Which would cause Blitzø to text you:

Blitzø: update?

And you sending him a picture of you, potentially covered in blood, standing over a dead body.

At this point, he wasn't shying away from nicknames. He'd call you babe, sweetcheeks and sunshine.

You'd usually settle fro something along the lines of hot stuff, pretty boy, love

However, Blitzø does a lot of stupid stuff, which is when idiot, dumbass, etc. come in use

"How ya doing, hot stuff", you'd say, winking at Blitzø, causing him to try and lean on a non-existent doorframe and ultimately topple to the ground, sending you (and Millie, who witnessed it) a fit of giggles.

You and Blitzø's murderous rendezvous start to become more.. date-like. There is a lot of flirting and very little shooting done.

Sometimes you wonder, whether you guys should just drop the pretences

Moxxie and Loona are steadily growing sick of all of this. Millie finds it quite endearing, actualy.

You were presently engaged in a hand to hand combat with Blitzø. You performed a serie of punches, trying hard not to hit any super vital points. This sent your oponent tumbling on the ground.

"Youuu do punch Hella hard, babe," Blitzø drawled out "that's Hella hot "

You chuckled at this and threw him an ice pack with the words:

"Take that, wouldn't want to cause permanent damage to that pretty face of yours"

Blitzø would never admit it, but that made him blush very much, which would've been very much visible if it wasn't for his red skin (the blush was still fairly visible, just less intense).

or another time:

With one swift movement Blitzø tackled you to the ground. He smirked:

"Ya know, I could get used to this view, babe" he started nonchalantly "maybe different setting, like a bedroom" he smirked at your startled reaction "though if you prefer this place, babe, then I guess why not? I'm not picky " he continued his flirting.

You look up at him deviously, buckling your hips forward and in one movement flipping you both, positioning you on top:

"I think this is way better" you smirk at him triumphantly

"Whatever you say babe. Whatever gets us to fuck"

You didn't expect him to be THAT straightforward (honestly, that one is on you, having known him for quite some time you should've seen that coming), deep red blush cowered your cheeks. You were rescued by Loona's groan and frustrated shouting:

"Get a room! Stop defiling the fucking pavement"

The closer you grew together the more comfortable would Blitzø feel with invading your private space. He would sometimes launch "surprise attacks" on you (the reason was that "he missed you very much"):

It was the middle of the night, when you groggily opened your eyes to see Blitzø mere centimetres away from your face:

"Whatcha dreaming about?" He asked. You were about to shriek, but caught yourself in time. Meanwhile, Blitzø continued "Wake up, Im here to kill ya" his voice was far too giddy.

You were very tired. Exhausted.

"Mmmm, go to sleep, Blitzie," you pushed him lightly off you and onto the bed, wrapping your arm around him, "kill me tomorrow"

In retrospect, this wasn't very professional, but Blitzø didn't seem to mind...and judging from the soft purring in the morning, he even enjoyed it.

At this point, you're very accustomed to each other's habits. You also have a set date and time for the Blitzø's murder attempts:

You were anxiously pacing the street. It was a nice Tuesday morning. 9.15 am precisely and it has been 15 minutes since Blitzø was supposed to attack. He always showed up on time. To your murderous rendezvous.

You were about to pick up your phone and dial him, demanding an explanation (you were worried sick: What if the imp died on one of his jobs?), when he showed up, out of breath (clearly had been running) and with two coffee's in tow.

"Hey babes, d'ya miss me?" He said in his suave voice.

"You're late to your weekly murder attempt on my life" You said in a flat voice.

"Ahhh soz, there was a fucking line ot the coffee shop" he replied nonchalantly

"and the fact that you argued with the employee for ten straight minutes because they couldn't get Y/n's order right and then misspelled her name didn't do much to help" Moxxie muttered under his breath, but of course everyone heard him.

"Come on, Mox, don't embarrass Boss in front of the girl" Millie said and winked at you.

"Anyway," Blitzø said stretching out the first syllable, "I got your coffee. Just how you like" he looked at you with pride, as if he had to fight a glorious battle for it (he sort of did)

"Awwww thanks, love, that's so sweet" you smile and give him a soft peck on the cheek. You take a sip of your coffee, its delicious, just how you like it.

Once you're done drinking your coffee and are fairly caught up with the drama that you didn't manage to cover in your texts and calls, Blitzø commands:

"Now, M&M get into your positions. We're way behind schedule!"

a/n: I hope you enjoyed this chapter and have a great day (or night) <3

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[tizzypizza]

Top 7 idol list?

I was saving this so I could draw it at some point but oh my god I am SWAMPED and can't see myself with time to do it so top list umm.

1- Shiver. I think this is self-explanatory. I love Asian women so much (I'm Asian before anyone starts raising any eyebrows) and her personality is so funny. She's incredibly theatrical and dramatic and has this big persona that she puts on that falls apart SO quickly when it comes to her friends but otherwise she is fierce!! A force to be reckoned with!! But also a sopping wet little guy.

2- Marina. I love women in STEM I LOVE women in STEM so much. My two immediate draws are like... Traditional-looking Asian woman and Smart Woman so. Marina is such a fascinating character and it's always a shame to see her so heavily uwu-ified, she's super smart and she has a lot going on besides just her attachment to Pearl!! But TBH her attachment to Pearl is part of what endeared her to me. Girl who has experienced The Horrors and is kind of a living supercomputer becomes sappy mush when Girlfriend Flashbang. She was also the one who lowkey got me into Splatoon simply by being the prettiest Nintendo character I'd ever seen as a kid.

3- Pearl. I hesitate to put Pearl above Frye because really they're super tight in my head but the only thing that knocks her up a peg is that her dialogue is a lot more fun for me to write in English (Frye talks really interestingly too! She genuinely speaks like an old man in the Japanese but that's just not reflected in the English). I love her so much because at so many moments where she could choose to be snarky or witty with Marina or anyone else, she always chooses kindness and she's always so supportive in her own spunky little way. She's so genuine and fun and silly and self assured and confident and she's so COOL. I hate drawing her hair though. I actually used to kinda hate Pearl as a kid because I fell for the forehead propaganda but I know better now.

4- Frye. LIKE I SAID in my head Frye and Pearl are tied. I love Frye she's such a sweetheart and she has such a fun fierceness about her. She cares deeply for her friends and she keeps her cool the best out of all of her friends in Deep Cut and she DANCES!! Her character design is one of the most interesting designs I've had the pleasure of drawing a shit ton of times and despite being team Shiver nearly every time I get really sad whenever she doesn't win Splatfests :( She deserves it (and tbh I think she deserved to be the leader of Deep Cut but don't @ me on that)

5- Marie. I wish I had more opinions on Marie but given that my earliest hands-on exposure to Splatoon was Sp2 when my friend used to let me walk around as her Octoling and play a little bit of Salmon Run (lost outpost my beloved wherefore art thou) and I've never played Sp1 or 2's campaign I can't really say anything about her other than I think she's really pretty. I think she's often characterized as the more flippant and low-energy one which is a cool thing to see in an idol (who are typically meant to be all smiles) but she's also really silly! She cracks a lot of jokes in the Sp3 campaign!! She's also just really cool and really pretty and white is one of my favorite colors

6- Big Man. LISTEN!!!! I LOVE HIM I REALLY DO BUT Frye-Pearl are soooo close together in my head and I feel only a little less strongly about him than Pearl but I really really love him. He's a blast to draw and honestly he's a lot more fun in the Japanese since Frye and Shiver have extremely thick accents and he's the only one who talks like Just Some Guy. He helps reign them in but he can rarely control them. He's such a lovable little dude.

7- Callie. Love the girl but I've never once resonated with her. I don't do well in the way of happy-go-lucky fun types but I don't hate her! I think she's got a lot of room to be interesting. My friend characterizes her with some flaws relating to like. Octarian prejudice which I think is pretty dope. And I'm not a huge pink fan... But I WILL say she is one of the most fun to draw.

#tiz's inbox #a loooong one #i just finished a huge assignment and i have another one i have to do which is why i am biding my time doing. irrelevant things #tiz talks

[balladetto]

colourful munday interview / no longer accepting / @gerudospiriit, @ordonianpumpkin, @sapientiiae, & anonymous

thank you all bunches for sending these in! ♡ had fun answering each one; all under the cut because i am not and will probably never be a concise person, ahaha

[ ruby ] give one random fun fact about yourself.

i can play two instruments! the piano and guitar, though i'd say i'm pretty rusty with both. given the practice, i think i could get back up to par again with the former? i formally learnt both in the sense that i know the rudiments of music theory and can still decently read notation, but that's about where the extent of my knowledge ends...hasn't stopped me from getting absolutely obsessed with the intricacies of instrumental osts when it comes to mechanics, aesthetics, leitmotifs, etc. asflkdsj

[ olive ] what gives you the most inspiration for your muse(s)?

it really depends on which muse i'm writing! in general, i like to revisit their canons (i.e. replaying their games or rewatching their movies) and examine all the details and overarching themes/motifs i can catch in them if i need a boost of the Muse Presence, but sometimes i'll take inspiration from completely unrelated media i've consumed that i feel could be applicable to my interpretations

e.g. i've been taking some tidbits from caine from jw4 for link recently, in that he's someone who knows his "role" in life, is really fucking good at playing it (however much he doesn't want to), and would give almost anything to escape it. even as he's totally settled into it! despite the myth he makes of himself in this one movie he shows up in, he's a ghost in his own world. he goes through the film reluctant to do the things he so easily does anyway, with his hand forced by the high table because he has someone he loves so deeply, yet at the end of it all: he's still afforded some measure of happiness because he was loved by someone so deeply in turn. these two are really not the same type of characters at all, but caine's Vibes are part of the Feel i want to communicate through link's story!

other times, i'll come across a fic (often not even for the same characters or media lskjdf) that gives me the worst brainrot and that'll flavour how i want to frame my writing and what i want readers to Notice for muses. but i otherwise tend to keep it contained to overanalysing canons! honourable mention @ my partner, for being the best sounding board and engaging with me on all my rambling ♡

[ navy ] what do your muse(s) mean to you?

they're my best friends, they're my pals, they're my homeboys (gender neutral), my rotten soldiers, my sweet cheeses, my good-time fellas—

they're my blorbos of all time! they mean so, so much to me!! especially the ones that have stuck around for nearly or exactly a decade like link, the zeldas, aidan, and gold; those were some rough (trans)formative years that they carried me through, and i had so much fun with them! i still am!! plus, the friends i make through writing these muses will always leave such an indelible impression on me no matter how many years pass (i am looking directly at people like issie and adri and kris as i say this sldfjdkf still leaves me gratefully gobsmacked that i found you again after so long!) ♡

[ mulberry ] what tips would you give someone with writer's block?

don't force it! try not to agonise over it. come back to it at some other point after you've gone and done something else that might be just as creative in nature (drawing, crafts, etc.). dip into your other hobbies if you have them! read. watch things, play games! consume as much as you've outputted! take care of yourself!!

above all, remind yourself that you're more than whatever writing you can give to anyone!

[ blonde ] what is your favourite type of music? favourite artist? favourite song?

hard to choose, because i don't have a genre i'm super dedicated to? ig if i had to pick based on what i generally listen to a majority of the time, my favourite type would be whatever category osts fall under askdjlf

i think it's also because of that that i tend to steer towards songs i can't understand without translations? if there are words i can pick out, i get a bit too distracted, and half the time my audio processing issues make it so that i only sort of make out most of the words, which distracts me on a different level sdkfjfl following that, my favourite artist(s) in terms of songs with lyrics would probably be yoasobi :) i listen to their pieces the most consistently!

ahhh...literally will never be able to choose a favourite song when i have so many! for the moment...i'll pick rito village, as played by kass and his sweetums!! it's just such a sweet rendition ♡ and i want more people to be reminded of it! lmao you thought me leaving my birdies for a hot second would get rid of the brainrot. absolutely not they've still got a Grip on me sldfksjdl

[ lime ] describe yourself as a character / mix of characters you've always related to the most.

minor npc in the protagonist of the series' life that's like. just a passing face, but has an entire life beyond saving the world that makes actually saving the world all the more meaningful by way of their story coming together with every other npc's to weave this feel of a world that's actually alive.

also! unnoticeable character, perhaps, but the protagonist of their own life :) slfkjfd sorry. zelda might've been a core part of my personality since childhood but mp100 changed my brain chemistry on a molecular level at ~sixteen. hard for me to leave its truisms and themes alone

[ azure ] is there a specific character or type of character you want to write but never have? why?

there are specific characters i've been hankering to write but just don't think my writing style will do them justice in terms of narrative voices OR don't feel very confident in my interpretation of those narrative voices in the first place, yeah! reigen arataka from mp100, kazuha kaedehara from genpact (who wouldn't be affiliated with the rpc at all now that i no longer play the game, which is another hurdle), and link from albw to name a few.

there's also the issue of my time and energy, and other writers' interest in interacting. maybe one day i'll bring one of these to the fold, but it won't be anytime soon sdlfkdjf

[ cherry ] what is one thing you love about yourself?

hmm. i'm very proud of my progress in terms of mental health recovery! dunno if that's something i'd say i love about myself though sflkdjf so maybe how in-depth i can go in terms of character analyses? at least for characters that i feel are really understated or don't often get to shine in fandom communities and such. i do love a majority of my muse interpretations (outside validation's alway nice ofc) — i wouldn't be able to write them otherwise!

[ cerulean ] what is your favorite (type of) character to write?

i know the person who sent this in wants me to say the truth so here it is slfkjdkl i really like writing characters who did not get the resolution or healing they should've gotten from their trauma in their canons. i like exploring what that does to them and what healing might look or not look like for them. i especially loveeee collecting dynamics for them because that's ultimately what heals everyone, isn't it? that outside support and care :) it's cathartic to write, and i hope it's meaningful to read for my writing partners when we really get into the nitty gritty of it!

[ apricot ] what do you think your life will be like in ten years?

happy? happy. i don't tend to mull on the specifics so much. though i'd like to think i'd still be writing, at least! there are some other really personal things i'm not super comfortable with sharing in a public space, but to the one who sent this in: i hope i'll still be with you. i hope we'll get to be together not just in our hearts. i hope we'll have physically built up lives of our own ♡ sorry for getting disgustingly sappy but i love my loveliest lady!! slfkjdl

[ fuchsia ] bonus round: angst or fluff? one-liners or paras? plotting or winging it? memes or starter calls? single muse or multimuse?

i like reading and writing both, with a slightly heavier inclination towards fluff! paras unless it's shenanigans. i vibe with both, but work better with prior plotting! either is good and i do not mind them! i do have a preference for running multimuses now just because it makes it less of a hassle when you've got multiple blorbos bouncing around in your head, though love interacting with both!

#gerudospiriit #ordonianpumpkin #sapientiiae #* intermission / ooc. #i tend to do these in batches so i don't clog the dash sldkfjlf hope that's okay with y'all #thank you again for sending smth in!! really appreciated ♡ #had a fun time thinking about each question. esp when i got to talk about muse inspirations! #i don't think i'll be doing any writing tonight. exhausted...so out comes the tablet asflkjdl #long post cw

[tsaritsa]

Hello, I saw your earlier post and I hope it's not too late to drop an "ask"! 🙂

When I got into Royai a few months ago, "the cables burnt and lines flare" was actually one of the first fics I'd read, and I still remember how much I'd loved the way you portrayed Team Mustang's dynamics and Jealous!Roy so so much! 💕 Honestly, it's short stories like these which led me to get an AO3 account. 😃 So a big "thank you"!

I was wondering if you were working on any WIP (Royai, FMA or otherwise 🙂), and also, what character dynamics and/or relationships you're currently most eager to explore through your writing?

(oh, please don't worry about asking me anything in return~ I haven't written much at all, so I don't have many interesting things to share ahah ^^").

Anyway, thank you so much for your wonderful fics! Have a lovely rest of your day~

cables burnt! that fic feels like an age ago, but a quick reread was still nonetheless enjoyable. seeing how my writing has developed over the last 6ish years is definitely interesting, and it's also very humbling to know that ppl are still discovering that writing, despite us nearly being in 2024.

this is a screenshot from my scrivner folder. this is not a full list of my drafts, i have so many from my days where i wrote with google docs or simply on word, but it's still surprisingly a lot.

my current big WIPs are a very long hp fic, in which i smash hermione and draco together and make them kiss. i'm expecting my first draft to be over 100k so for this years nanowrimo, i'm simply going to continue with that writing and get myself over that 100k mark. i've never written so much so quickly for a story: but i love the way it has encouraged me to study lots of different subjects and explore lots of fauna and flora native to scotland! (my eternal thanks to @fullmetalscullyy who is always sending me the best pics and videos and so i'm always always inspired <333).

currently in my writing i'm exploring a lot of themes around grief, betrayal, forgiveness, and moving on. a lot of it is interpersonal relationships, but also how sometimes u can be angry at raging at circumstances beyond ur control, but also beyond the control of the ppl u want to blame. i love having the environment as an antagonist, a societal structure that seems so wholly unchanging. having hope despite that i think is at the crux of my writing: the little things matter just as much.

i want to explore more riza/bradley dynamics -- my fic enthrallment kind of brushed against that, but i think delving into those interesting and dangerous dynamics would be a fun write. @courtmartialme also did some absolutely stunning havocai drawings that def make me want to explore more of that relationship too.

#ask #ty for such interesting qs friendo!

[practically-an-x-man]

Soooooooo....

Ahk and Kat...

Got any AU headcanons for if the both of them were the same age, either modern NYC or ancient Egypt?

oooh, interesting question! thank you!

Let's see... there is a bit later on in the story that can kinda be seen as what would happen if they met back in Ancient Egypt, but I can't say much more without it being super spoilery. But hey, just for funsies, here's some headcanons anyway:

Modern AU: Kat is still an art student at Pratt, and Ahk is studying Egyptology/archaeology at Cambridge. Let's say they really do have a partnership with the New York natural history museum, and so they run into each other at the museum one day: Katherine's drawing the exhibits for practice, and Ahk is wandering around killing time before he meets up with an instructor to look at the records. I'm envisioning Katherine in the Egypt exhibit, sitting on the floor and sketching (and thinking she's out of the way enough), and Ahk very nearly trips over her when he comes in. Cue rampant apologies and a tooth-rotting meet-cute.

And honestly... this might just be because I watched Love at First Sight recently and it's still turning around in my brain, but I'm thinking that they end up chatting but forget to exchange phone numbers before they have to split up. And Ahk doesn't use social media, so she can't track him down despite his rather distinct name. For a while, it seems like it's a lost cause, but then he comes sprinting up to her right as she's about to leave (or maybe this even happens a few days later, and he missed his flight to see her again). Adorable, heartwarming reunion, and they live happily ever after :)

Ancient Egypt AU: Ahk has just been crowned pharaoh, and he can't quite process it at first. Desperately needing a break from all the glamor and attention, he decides to slip out one day, dressed in ordinary clothes and giving away nothing that he's a pharaoh. He reasons that most of the people in the city haven't actually seen him up close, and wouldn't recognize his face. He doesn't think about the fact that rumors might be enough, and he's one of very few people in Kemet with blue eyes (I want to say the only one for ~narrative flair~ but chances are he wasn't given the gene evolved 6,000-10,000 years ago in Turkey and would likely have spread to Egypt by that time. Either way it would be rare.)

Anyway, he decides to walk around the markets for a little fresh air, and he runs into a young artist who's working hard to manage her stall in the market. She's younger than many of the other vendors, and a little overwhelmed by the flood of people. Ahk offers to help, and manages to keep the chaos to a minimum (and gets many of her pieces sold for her). It seems as though she doesn't recognize him, and it's a relief to be seen as an equal rather than an authority.

This is the part where it gets... tricky. Obviously I haven't quite decided where this might go since it's not an actual fic I'm writing, but I'm thinking he keeps coming back, "undercover", and helps her manage her stall until she gets her footing. After this? Who knows. All I know is that there would be a reveal that isn't actually a reveal (since Katherine recognized him from the moment they met, but chose not to spill anything), and eventually he'd court her and choose her as his bride even though his parents are pushing for a more diplomatic marriage. And of course, I'd write a way to get him away from Kahmunrah - maybe he's off helping Katherine when the assassination attempt is made, and instead of him being discreetly killed, they discover Kahmunrah as the intended murderer and put him away. Cue another happily-ever-after.

#my friends!!! #answered asks #my writing #my ocs #oc katherine johnson #who waits forever anyway? fic #night at the museum #natm 3 #natm 2 #natm #ahkmenrah #fanfic #ahkmenrah x oc #oc x canon

[ayotamacorner]

Omg I'd love to hear your swsh headcanons whenever youd like to share them!! :0

Ok Hop HCs !!! :) he's my favorite!! leon ones will come next probably because. they are on my mind all the time <3

- hop picked his jacket because the fluff around the collar and sleeves reminds him of leon's cape. now the fluff is just a comfort thing

- hop got his wooloo when he was five as a gift from leon. wooloo supremacy 💪💪 they were inseparable his whole childhood

- hop is a lefty but taught himself how to throw with his right hand because he wanted to throw like leon, who's right-handed

- sonia does extra schooling and lessons for him! he's actually really booksmart despite how he acts sometimes, and he loves learning about pokemon. he just never considered it a job option cuz he was so obsessed with being the next champion

- sonia is like an honorary big sister to him. they've got nicknames and everything

- every year for his birthday leon takes hop to stay a weekend in wyndon!! hop isn't a huge fan of the city tbh, much more of a country kid, but he loves spending time with his brother

- he loves to draw but it's like the most carefree doodles. like he specializes in stick figures and the margins of all his notes are filled with little drawings of pokemon (especially his own team)

- the WORST handwriting, he can't even read it

- he's a horrible swimmer. nearly drowns every beach trip

- he's tall!!! not much taller than the player character at the time of the game's events, but shortly after he hits a major growth spurt. he's about as tall as leon soon enough

- lots of hurt/comfort after he loses in the championship battle. he acts like he's fine to to get player character, but when he's alone he breaks down. that's his whole childhood's ambition crushed, you know? leon tries to comfort him, but it's hard when the experience is so different. if anything, sonia is the one who's able to comfort him best. that's part of why he takes the job with her so quickly. writing a fic about this haha

- he ends up working all over the region when he takes on an apprenticeship with sonia!! works pretty closely with a lot of gym leaders while he's conducting field research and learning more abt pokemon in the wild, especially fairy types with bede. good ol enemies to friends development 😌

- him and marnie get along suuper well after the game's events!! he loves the energy in spikemuth, even if it's a bit of a trek to get there. often will hang out to watch the gym challenge

- when leon is defeated, he ends up coming back to stay in postwick for a while. it's a suuper weird adjustment for the both of them since they haven't lived together in so long. there's these years of space between them, leon not having been super active in hop's life since he left to be a champion aside from time off, but both of them want to reconnect. im also writing a fic abt this actually lol

#anon #pokemon sword and shield #pokemon swsh #pkmn swsh #hop swsh #rival hop #hop headcanons

[mistydeyes]

Hello!! Stumbled across your blog while binging Cod content. I absolutely love you writing. My favorite is the medical history of 141. I did an internship at a pharmacy for a few months and seeing drug names once again was pretty cool (ciprofloxacin is my fav but that's a conversation for another time lol). I really like how you inculcate pharmacology in your writing. This is my first time making a request since I'm fairy new to tumblr. I would like to request a pairing if that's fine. I'm 20, islander thus I have tan skin ,dark brown eyes and extremely long hair but it appears short since it's very curly lol. I am 5'3, wear glasses and on the curvier side but fairly muscular since I do my best to go to the gym daily. I'm have a blue belt in karate and love martial arts. I'm also very good at yoga and try practicing it everyday since it's relaxing and energizing for me. I have a dark academia, fairly unique and elegant style. I dress modestly and LOVE coats, trousers but I love dresses as well. I love designing my own clothes. I recently got a black ,mermaid cut floor-length dress with a leg slit and pearl sleeves (basically it looks like the dress it held up by a chain of pearls)stitched. MBTI- INTP Zodiac - Scorpio

I love reading, drawing and playing cards. I play cards nearly everyday-my favorite games include gin rummy, go fish and Uno. I like drawing surreal and horrific designs such as monsters and nightmarish things lol. Despite drawing terrifying things, I am IN LOVE with goofy and cute things. I have a collection of cute erasers and stationary shaped like tiny dinosaurs, fruits, vegetable and cacti. I am an avid reader. I will read anything that piques my interest. My house is filled with books. There's at least a book in each room. I generally enjoy fictional books. I also love cooking and baking. I LOVE spicy food. I am always trying new recipes and cooking techniques. I love trying new food that I see on menus despite not liking lots of stuff sometimes (I don't mind though. It's part of the experience :D). Whenever I'm at the hall, you call always find me in the bookstore or a lingerie story.(a bit nsfw but I adore lingerie ) I am adventurous and love extreme sports but I haven't had the opportunity to. I'd love to sky dive and bungee jump. So far, I've ziplines, ski, undersea walk and parasailed. I am introverted but once I warm up with someone, I never stop talking. I LOVE memes. I bombard my friends with them daily lol. I am told that I have a "don't mess with me aura" but once you know me I'm just a goofball. I LOVE mathematics, specially statistics and biology. I do math for fun. Currently taking a gap year but I aspire to be a STEM student . :) I LOVE nature . Although I'm solitary I'd love to share peaceful life in a nice cabin with a partner to have fun with and joke all the time. I'd love for my partner to be my bestfriend and support my antics. Thank you for reading the long description and I'd be soo grateful if I could get a pairing. Thank you soo much!! And I love your work!!Keep it up!! <3 (i'll try to attach pics of my art and goofy things)

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish (a/n we need to have a convo because my fave antibiotic has to be bactrim/sulfamethoxazole and trimethoprim! but thank you so much for reading my work :) also your art is amazing! I love all of the mediums you use)

How you met: You had vaguely known of the scotsman when you found out he was joining your group on vacation. You and your friends had planned a trip to New Zealand to accomplish a few bucket list items such as bungee jumping, zip lining, skydiving, and parasailing. It just happened that you and Johnny hit it off as you overlooked the Nevis River Valley and prepared for a once-in-a-lifetime jump. "Shite," he swore as you looked at him, "higher up than I thought." You laughed as your guide checked your rope and restraints. "That makes it even better," you said with a devilish smile as you looked at the frightened man. "I've jumped out of planes before but this is crazy," he exclaimed as you began to see your friends start to jump off with screams of adrenaline. "You can hold my hand," you offered as you stuck a hand out, "I've done this before and it's a great rush." He took your offer as the person to your left jumped. "Here we go," you yelled as you both walked off the platform and dove head first into the ravine. Your ears were immediately filled with his screams as you laughed and took in the gorgeous view. You smiled as you looked up at him and saw the hairs of his mohawk hand upside down. "Yer aff yer heid," he swore at you as the adrenaline began to wear off. "You think that now but you should see me when we go skydiving later," you joked and gave him a wink as he mentally prepared for the next extreme activity.

A peek into your relationship: Despite the distance, your boyfriend loved coming to your house. Whether it was a new book, a clothing project in the works, or the smell of spicy food from a new recipe, there was always something to entertain him. This time, he was having you do one of those drawing challenges were you practiced different illustrators styles. "Johnny hold still!" you giggled as he posed for your portrait. You lightly kicked him with your foot as you sat on opposite sides of the loveseat. "You done yet?" he kept asking as you shook your head and sketched out his face with pen. Eventually after what he said was "forever" you unveiled the finished paper. You could see his eyes travel from each one of the sketches until he set the paper down with an unreadable look. "What?" you questioned as you inched closer to him. "I love it but," he trailed off, obviously for the dramatic, "I don't know if I should be concerned that the Tim Burton and Junji Ito styles are horrifying good." You took a moment to laugh before pecking him on the cheek. "Just because I'm good a horror, doesn't mean anything," you replied and he took the opportunity to hold you in a hug on his lap. He kissed your forehead before replying. "You're a crazy one," he joked and you rolled your eyes. "Yeah but at least I'm yours, Mactavish. And don't talk about crazy when you're the one with a mohawk and no rock band in sight!"

#izziespairings #madebyizzie #cod mwii #mw2 imagine #task force 141 #john soap mactavish #soap x reader #mw2

[supermacaquecool]

Odd pair commentary now

Okay, I'm not sure when I started writing this, I have the vague inkling of wanting to finish it for the first Survive week? Or is it just because I wrote a lot of Ryo fic for it? Beats me.

...

So yeah, I went to check my twt and I posted the first excerpt (the one above) I wrote for it on Jan 26th of last year lol It was around those times.

I remember a mutual had brought the topic of ships and how Ryo is likely the second most shippable Survive chara lol At any rate, it got me thinking I wanted to explore their dynamic. This funny interaction was the seed from which the whole thing sprouted lol Before I started the game myself (I knew plenty of spoilers already, though) , I knew from a certain drawing on twt that they cook together in Truthful, so I had been looking forward to seeing that a lot. I think the fact they're the same age and Ryo helps her out brings a sense of equality to their relationship that Aoi doesn't really have with her juniors, much less Shuuji. So I thought it could be fun. Incidentally, the way the affinity dialogue plays out where Ryo shows up to help her crackled me up really hard lol The way she ends up bossing him around much to his chagrin and the way he swallows his pride are pretty priceless lol

Another scene I really like with them (the other one I know of???) is that one that takes place when they're about to head to the northern shrine, and Takuma and Aoi show up late bc they got sidetracked with repairs LOL I loved the way Ryo chewed her out for not prioritizing lol So this is kinda inspired by that, tho he gets frustrated at her here for not asking for help (or expressing herself, period LOL). Now that I've written more, I have noticed that I like writing other characters finding my fav annoying, which is just unbelievably funny.

So, it was fun writing those points of friction between them, Aoi disliking Ryo's rude attitude and Ryo finding grating that she clams up lol It was not the cause for huge conflict, but it gave way to some fun smaller instances of awkwardness. I'm very fond of Ryo getting admonished for speaking rudely to her only to nearly call her a dumbass five seconds later lol

Aoi's reticence to rely on others takes the bulk of the scenario:

Ryo cranes his neck over her shoulder to take a peek at whatever she was doing on the counter.

This was a fun, physical way to get accross the way he's basically having to force brute his way through understanding her, since she isn't really communicating. She's clamming up so much to the point it makes Ryo nearly lose his patience near the end. Aoi doesn't really budge much in this fic, it's all Ryo and Labramon having to do the heavy lifting to bridge the interaction which is also funny. All the things she goes out of her way to cover their bases and not trouble others causing her to be cumbersome to be dealt with lol I'd like to write them scolding each other more, plus the mutual annoyance they learn to tolerate as they grow to trust each other more lol The way they're nearly opposites in the way they choose to deal with social interaction makes them very funny in my head lol Rude boy and proper girl, get on each others' nerves, now! Despite that, I think they're likely to feel real kinship with each other as the only competent caretakers and cooks of the group lol It's just a matter of growing comfortable with each other, so that's what I'm aiming for portraying.

As per usual, Ryo's pov is very fun to write. His brusqueness marred to his keeness are a blast, so I mostly think of this one as a fun little snapshot at how their dynamic could play out.

Ryo sighs, catching her drift. Despite all their talk about how charging to the factory will mean facing the Last Boss, some part of her doesn’t believe it’ll be over yet. Not like he can blame her. He doesn’t buy it either, that they will be done with all of this that easily. Really, given how things turned out in the waterways, preparing for the worst isn’t wrong but…

Highlighting this paragraph bc I didn't explore this aspect much, but that's another common ground for them: their catastrophizing LOL They could either make each other's anxiety worse or really bond over it. If I were to write them together again, I'd probably want to explore that territory.

#Fic talk #I was going through my Ryo tag the other day and found the post when I posted the link to this lol I pretty much said the same thing about #that truthful affinity dialogue inspiring this bit #Which amused me bc I wrote this before going through the tag and... #Well the thing about me is that I go through my old posts and I find that I'm always saying the same things? #Does this mean I don't easily change my mind lmaaaaaoooo

[nanagoswife]

Noticing You, Noticing Me

Chapter Twenty-Two

Summary: The aftermath.

W/C: 2.3k

Warnings: angst, mentions of serious injury, physical therapy, doubts, mentions of pregnancy, and I think that's it... oh! It's unedited

A/N: To start off, this horrible gif was made by me (bas gif made by @magnusedom)! I wanted to treat you all to something special and, since I'm quite terrible with drawing anything but anime characters, I settled on this. This is the last chapter and I'm so happy that, despite not having the same spark I used to, I was still able to get this out to you all! I hope this gives closure to the series but I'd love to answer any questions you may have about this. There are a few things I wanted to touch on originally but didn't end up getting to so definitely feel free to ask! This was such a fun story to write and it was such a passion project. I'm both sad and so so so happy to have this done for all of you to enjoy! So, I really hope I did the end of this story justice!

- - -

You were sleeping when he woke up. The slumber you had fallen into had been long overdue. Since you watched him get rushed back by Cody, you hadn’t slept and it had been nearly four days. 

Now, though, you found yourself being pulled back into consciousness by a familiar touch to your cheek. The fingers were feather light, not intended to wake you, as they traced over your cheekbone. 

Yet, you hadn’t been sleeping heavily. There was too much going on and you had been waiting so long for this moment. So much doubt and worry had been swirling inside of you. Every hour Obi-Wan’s eyes remained shut, the more you felt like you’d never see the bright blue you’d fallen in love with ever again. 

Thankfully, as you feel the hand cup your cheek, you smiled a little. It was about time. 

“You took your time,” you said quietly before opening your eyes. 

Lifting your head slightly, your eyes meet his, seeing the cerulean blues shining in the afternoon light. There was a small grin spreading his lips as he kept his hand in place. 

Though, his grin slowly dropped as his brow furrows and he drops his gaze to the covers. 

“How long?” he asks, voice hoarse and quiet. 

You shook your head, moving the chair you were in further up and taking his hand from your cheek to grasp between your two. “It doesn’t matter,” you whisper, tears building in your eyes as you remembered what he looked like just a few days ago. “You’re here now. That’s all that matters.”

Obi-Wan lightly squeezes your hands before pulling them up so he can press a kiss to your knuckles. His lips linger and you can’t describe how relieved you are that you have him back. When Cody had arrived, Obi-Wan was barely even breathing. If you were being honest, seeing the way he was, you’re surprised he’s still alive. His injuries were gruesome. At least now they’re all cleaned up and mostly covered. Well, all except the bruise that had bloomed across his cheek.

Just the thought of what he looked like then brought your tears running down your cheeks. The feeling of his lips, though a relief, only worked to make them fall more. It makes you painfully aware of how close you were to losing him. If you had, you had no idea what you would’ve done.

“Come here,” he mutters, pulling on your hand until you’re sitting on the edge of the bed. Obi-Wan easily shifts you until you’re cuddling up to his uninjured side. Just the feeling of having him back like this comforts you. He’s still here. He came back to you and he’s comforting you when he’s the one injured.

It doesn’t matter. Not when he’s placing a kiss to the top of your head as he pulls you closer.

-

“You wrote to your brother?” Obi-Wan asks after Cody left the room. He had been discussing that, with the addition of your kingdom’s forces, Maul’s army became outnumbered. As for Maul, he had been apprehended and taken to your kingdom so that there was no possibility of him escaping or supporters to break him out.

Slowly, you nodded, looking down at your folded hands. “I was so scared, Obi-Wan. The way you were after the village, I didn’t want to take any chances. I was just lucky that Anakin was even able to get the letter on time,” you admit.

You don’t know what it is but you’re afraid to look at him. Fear fills you as you think that he’s upset with what you did. Especially since you went and did it without discussing it with him, let alone anyone. You just wanted a guarantee that he would come home. You needed to know that his return would happen. The uncertainty was killing you. The knowledge that he was practically going to seek revenge was killing you. However, was he upset that you acted off of such selfish means. Sure, the thought was for his safety but, when you thought about it, it would help save the others. Wouldn’t less bloodshed be beneficial to everybody?

What if, though, that’s the reason why Obi-Wan is so injured? Did your brother showing up distract him and let Maul have an opening? Was this all your fault?

Thoughts like this continue to spiral around in your mind. It isn’t until you hear Obi-Wan softly calling out to you that you break away from them. Not only that but you notice tears have begun to fall as he manages to rest his hand on your shoulder. It prompted your gaze back up to his.

“If you’re thinking this is your fault, it isn’t,” he reassures, gently squeezing your shoulder. “I’m glad you were able to get your brother to help. There was so much going through my head that I never realized that was a good idea.” A pause. “They didn’t arrive until after this happened. So, if anything, it saved me because it distracted Maul.”

A small smile graces your lips as he brings his hand to cup your cheek. “I would do it again.”

Obi-Wan mirrors your smile. “I’m glad you would.”

-

It’s been a few months since those early days. All the while, it’s been a month since Obi-Wan began attempting to walk on his injured leg. He was lucky that it wasn’t his knee that broke but rather a bone just below. Now, it wasn’t fully healed yet but he needed to start using it a bit in order to get back to where he was. 

You were helping him every step of the way, letting him use your shoulder to put pressure on when he takes a step. Each one is small and you can’t help but wince everytime you hear his painful grunts. However, you know that it’s working. Especially when he gradually begins to rely less and less on the crutch. 

Most of all, you’re there every single time he doubts he’ll ever be able to walk again.

Each time his thoughts begin to stray to that path, you sit him down as you crouch next to him. It’s been a routine that you’ve easily constructed. You trace a path along where his new scars lie beneath his clothing, down to his knee where you very carefully massage the area. Then, you bring your hand up to take his, guiding it towards your now swollen belly.

“We believe in you, Obi,” you’ll say softly, “We both know you’re never one to back down from a fight. It’s just a little longer.”

That never fails to bring back his determination. Especially when he knows your family is going to finally grow. Yes, it’s improper to be having a child before marriage. However, with all circumstances considered, there were no complaints. Both your parents and King Qui-Gon had even arranged everything to be in order so that it looked as if the two of you secretly married without the public knowing. So, once your wedding is able to finally happen, no one other than the small group will know that it’s your actual wedding day.

-

“Papa!” your son, Adam, calls out the moment he walks into the gardens. The boy runs up to his father as you sit on the bench while you cradle your second son in your arms.

You watch Obi-Wan pick his son up, raising him with a spin before hugging the boy tight. 

“Where’s your sister, little one?” your husband asks as he looks around, noticing your daughter was nowhere to be found. “Did she run off or did Aunt Padmé steal her?”

A giggle escapes you as you listen to your son rant about the way your best friend tried to convince him to go shopping with her and your daughter, Amelia. Apparently, when you told Adam of how they would visit every shop in the kingdom before coming back, he took it literally. Your son had clung to you, refusing to leave despite the way Amelia teased him.

“Ah,” Obi-Wan let out as he sat next to you, letting the boy stand in front of him. “Well, you’ll at least join us going to the Festival of Light, right? Even if you’ll have to put up with both your mother’s and aunt’s shopping habits.”

You have to bite back a laugh as you watch the colour drain from your son’s face. 

“Don’t worry,” you chime in, trying to somewhat bring the boy back so that he isn’t traumatized from having to shop (Adam’s never liked doing it), “You’ll be in the care of uncle Anakin. He’ll protect you.”

With that, you watch the way Adam goes from dreading tomorrow’s event to now looking forward to nothing else as he runs off into the rest of the garden. It gives you and your husband somewhat privacy as he wraps his arms around your shoulders.

You sigh as you lean into him. “Being here brings back memories,” you mumble, watching the way the shadows from the leaves of the tree above you sway with the wind. “If you ever told me this was where I’d be before I met you, I probably wouldn’t believe you.”

Obi-Wan presses a kiss to your temple, a smile playing on his lips as he mutters, “I wouldn’t change a thing. Especially if it would mean I would’ve never seen the way you smiled the day I surprised you in this spot.”

You smile only for it to grow wider when your baby boy, Aldoken, starts babbling as he wakes up. However, your attention is soon diverted when you hear another high pitched voice call out for your husband. Looking up, it’s your daughter running in, wasting no time in pulling his sleeve to get him to follow. “You need to see what I got with Auntie Padmé!”

Never able to say no to your daughter’s demands, Obi-Wan gives you a little apologetic smile before being dragged along by Amelia. It gives you flashbacks to the day of the Festival of Light all those years ago. Images of Obi-Wan being dragged around by Daisy, how she directed him where to go with the Maypole and he obeyed every direction she gave him. The thoughts you had during that time are now all coming true as you watch them disappear. If only they knew how similar they were to those two kids in Naboo. 

-

“Are you alright?” Obi-Wan suddenly asks, slightly startling you.

Despite that, you find yourself smiling as you lean back against the railing. “Of course,” you reply, leaning into him as he wraps his arms around you, pressing his chest against your back. “I was just thinking back to how this is where it all started.”

You feel Obi-Wan smile against the exposed skin of your shoulder before looking out over the lake. This was where your relationship really started, the bridge where he told you how much he loved you and you telling him how much you loved him. After that, everything blossomed. Nothing more was held back. There were no more worries of having to go more than a couple of months apart. No more wondering how the two of you felt for one another. Most importantly, almost everything was done together. 

Now, you’re back. The kids were all with Anakin. Well, except for Aldoken. Your mother had agreed to watch him for the night while Amelia and Adam were going to stay with Anakin and Padmé for the night. So, that left you and Obi-Wan alone, revisiting the place you knew would be free of crowds.

“Did you remember the lantern this time?” Obi-Wan teased as he rested his chin against your shoulder.

You playfully roll your eyes with a chuckle. “Yes! You were with me when I got it, Obi.”

He chuckles, pulling you closer to him. “Good because I don’t want you to nearly miss this year’s wish.”

“It was one time!” you retort, making him laugh.

Before you can protest anymore, you can see everyone beginning to light their lanterns. You grab it from where it had been sitting on the ground beside you as Obi-Wan moves to stand beside you. He lights it and you can’t help but think you’ll never grow tired of seeing him in the light of a lantern.

“I love you,” spills from your lips before you know it.

A smile spreads Obi-Wan’s lips as he moves to press a quick peck to your lips. “I’ll love you and our children forever. No matter what life it’s in,” he says before you realize it’s time to release the lantern.

You find yourself saying the same thing as you both push it into the air, watching for a few moments as it joins the others floating into the night sky. It’s not long before your attention is going back to your husband. He takes you into his arms easily as the two of you listen to the soft music drifting over the water along with the cheers from the crowd.

“Happy tenth anniversary, darling,” he whispers close to your lips as he slowly sways you along to the music. 

A smile graces your lips, whispering out your own, “Happy anniversary, Obi,” before you slot your lips with his. Just like always, the rest of the world disappears. The only thing you know is the way Obi-Wan holds you against him as your hands find his hair. This may be one of many moments you’ll share that could possibly be lost throughout all the ones to come but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that, over everything that may happen that you two will go through, you’ll always remember how he noticed you when no one else did. Meanwhile, he’ll always remember how you noticed him. Because of that, you’re now here together and stronger than ever. If only you could’ve noticed each other sooner.

- - -

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[consolecadet]

10 First Lines Game

Tagged by @specialagentartemis (thanks for thinking of me!)

“Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway ❤️”

At Artemis' suggestion, I'm playing fast and loose with the rules and including original fiction too. I feel like I don't talk about my writing in much detail and many of these projects are not online, so I've included some context!

When Gareth Last gets to the top of the stairs to his office on Germantown Ave, someone is already standing there, waiting. “Latent Defects”, last worked on today. Latent Defects is a bi 1980s detective novel I started during NaNoWriMo 2018 and have been working on since. I don’t want to jinx it, but I think I’m getting close to a version I'd be comfortable asking for feedback on! HMU if we're mutuals and you want to read a 350-page manuscript soon (realistically a few months from now).

Kim closes his Mnemotechnique A6 and aligns his pen beside it on the desk. “Boot Black”, last worked on today. I started writing this fic about an undernegotiated BDSM scene between Kim Kitsuragi and Harry du Bois in February because of an intoxicated tag I left on this poor, unsuspecting artist’s drawing of Kim Kitsuragi. It's nearly finished.

He shows him the picture. “Rabbit Vector.” “This is Not a Virtual Simulation”, last worked on March 2023. This year I started outlining a new version of a very old cyberpunk heist novel project. I'm still in the R&D phase, but I did write a first line (or two).

PROBLEM: Lieutenant Kitsuragi seems repressed. “Thought Acquired: Manic Pixie Dream Detective”, finished February 2023. I wrote this Kim/Harry short in the style of Disco Elysium’s Thought Cabinet. An amusing exercise.

It doesn’t feel right to be back at the new school in Trenton so soon, after spending last night watching the shamash until it went out with his siblings. “That’s How Accidents Happen”, finished October 2022. A Latent Defects short about the love interest Luke Whittaker’s adolescent crush on his high school shop teacher.  

The first 30% of Hermann’s flare came from his and Newton’s ill-advised drift with the Kaiju fetus. “It’s the Weather, You Imbecile”, finished September 2022. After joining AO3 and revising my old fics to upload them there, the spirit of 2013 possessed me to write this Pacific Rim porn.

At Goodwill in boy mode, I watch for other shoppers in the mirror above the racks. “#191970 Midnight Blue” for The HTML Colors Zine, finished April 2022. I had a blast writing ten 50-word stories inspired by HTML colors for this zine I found out about on Twitter. Artemis also has some work in here!

A man tried to sell me a daydream today. Adaptive Daydreaming”, last worked on December 2021. One of a few ideas I have in a universe loosely inspired by William Gibson’s “simstim” technology (my version is a device called the SenShare). This one is also inspired by bullshit-artist corporate coaches.

He’s glad he’s sitting on the exam table, because the patterned cotton johnny is too small. “The Transformation”, last worked on January 2021. This was going to be a short story about a doctor dismissing a fat character’s strange symptoms, which turn out to be the lead-up of the character turning into a terrible (yet awesome) monster.

Connor remembers enough to know it wasn’t her fault. “Neural Feedback Loop”, finished/last worked on September 2020. Another SenShare device story. In this one, a cyclist disabled by a car accident takes revenge by using the SenShare to force the pain of her injuries onto the driver.

What have we learned today?

Unlike Artemis, I rarely if ever start a story with a line of dialogue

Despite my best efforts, ~70% of my recent work features a man as the main character

Most of the fanfiction I write is porn, while most of the original fiction I write is not

I tend to start with a zoomed-out generalization, a habit I do not love about myself

Please consider yourself tagged if you want an excuse to share, but I'll also tag @cryptiq @sealcontent @absolutely-basted @animeisgod @tadpoleconspiracy @definitionsfading @saxifraga-x-urbium with the general directive of "I'd love to hear about any category of writing you're working on, but no pressure".

#I gotta be honest I still find writing dialogue the hardest! #boring text posts #writing #novel #de tag #navs #senshare #pacific rim #my writing

[translucent-at-best]

Scatter-brained...

I can't sleep. Life been life-ing like shit lately. Usually, I'd be writing about it all, but I underestimated how annoying typing would becoming once I got nails.

Another thing I underestimated? How much I'd enjoy Ted Lasso. I especially like how they flesh out the "background" characters.

I went to a friend's 50th birthday party today. Ole girl got herself an Air BnB, a DJ, caterers to cook a meal complete with all her favorite foods, a bartender, and a MASSEUSE (two, in fact). Not just for her, for the guests. I ain't gon' hold you, the shit made me re-evaluate my life a lil bit.

I mean... what kind of life am I living, what kinds of goals am I setting for myself if they don't include treating myself to a massage every now and then? Sis said she has a standing appointment with her masseuse every two weeks and boy... I aspire.

I walked up to the lady and not only did she have the nerve to ask me if I wanted 30 minutes or 60, she went even further to inquire if I wanted full body or just upper body. When I tell you my jaw dropped... Very well may have been the best birthday party I've attended in my 32 African American years on this earth.

At the end of March, I slipped and hit my head at work and had to go to the ER. This past week, I discovered that I'm allergic to something in my office and had to go to urgent care to be seen. Despite this job's decent pay, it's fuck another year of this. Once a job puts me in the hospital, I gotta go. Got my eczema flaring up again from the stress nshit...

Gotdamn I'm not at all looking forward to having to hunt for a job again though.

Finally got a new set of waist beads. I missed them.

I can't believe we're already so close to the midway point of 2023. Paying these LA auto insurance premiums never gets any easier. No accidents whatsoever on my record, ain't had a speeding ticket in nearly a decade... It should be a crime what these niggas charge.

I have a passport now and I'm so happy. The next step is getting global entry because them long ass customs lines? Not for me.

I love the look of these nails and while the typing-being-more-difficult thing I can get used to... the hindrance it puts on my masturbation situation is where I draw the line. I've yet to find a toy that can do what I do and these nails make it very hard for me to do what I do. I'm currently ovulating and am beside myself. Send help. And somebody's mouth to cover and suck on my left titty.

#scatter-brained #scatter

[milkhoney531]

Just some personal musings, contains abuse, suicidal ideation, and transphobia mention

You know, when I first came out as trans/nonbinary, the name I chose started with M. Then G and then J. Now I'm back to M. Different name, same letter. For some reason, M sticks around longer than any other name I've gone by.

I've gone by tons of usernames too, but one split second decision cemented part of my username. I was signing up for freecycle for some reason and I was going to use my chosen name, I got three letters in and decided I didn't want questions so I chose to change the last letter and make a pale joke.

So boom, Milk became a part of my online identity, besides the 531 at the end. And while the word after it varies from place to place, the M stays.

I've changed a lot over the years, but some parts of me are the same. I still feel weird about my gender expression. I still hate being perceived as a girl. I can't stand pink or too many bright colors, mainly due to preference or sensory issues. I still don't correct family who calls me by the wrong name, but I want to work on that.

I still love to write, paint, draw, or do most creative mediums. However I don't write songs anymore, despite still wanting to learn music. I also don't hate fashion, I've designed clothes and bags and such, even making my own coat.

I'm no longer terrified of ruining things and shutting down my ideas due to that fear. I have altered clothes, made new clothes, put both fabric and acrylic paint where they definitely shouldn't go, frankensteined jackets and cosplays. I have let myself make the things I bought my own. Were there some projects I ended up regretting? Yes but it felt amazing to actually do them while I did!

It's been a rocky road, but I like where I'm at right now. I'd like some changes, yeah, but the changes I want, I'll get. I just need to keep going and preparing. I don't know for sure where I'm heading, but I have a plan for what I want in my life that can be achieved no matter what happens.

I still don't really know who or what I am, but I'm learning and I'm growing into a person I think I like being. Sure, there have been some bumps in the road, definitely didn't think I'd discover a chronic pain condition making me use a cane, or think I'd like flowers, the ocean, or space nearly as much as I do now, but it's a nice surprise.

I'm surprised and glad I'm here to learn more about myself. I never thought I'd live so long. Frankly, I was amazed I made it to high school. Growing up, home was a violent place. My mom was with a violent, obsessive, jealous drunk for most of my life. He almost killed me, my mom, and my brother with a gun before I was 6 years old. I learned the smell of alcohol and how to find empty beer bottles and places to hide before I learned how to write my name. I learned how to find good hiding spots and to make sure my siblings were hidden before I learned to tie my own shoes.

I grew up thinking I was going to be killed. When we finally were free of danger, and even before then, I often acted out at school due to meltdowns because of my autism. Once we were safe, I was no longer the trusted babysitter who could be woken up in the middle of the night before even attending kindergarten or the kid who could make sure their siblings were safe, instead I was a violent problem child. No longer was I praised for ridding of my bullies, my brother's, or my friends, but condemned because I used violent means to do so.

So I started to think of myself as a monster. As someone so unworthy of any human interaction that I legitimately thought I should be imprisoned and bound in a building with no possible exits or entrances far from civilization to just starve to death. I thought my only options in life were to be killed, kill myself, or imprisoned.

So I stopped doing anything. I stopped defending myself from bullies. I stopped caring what happened to me. I made it my goal to become invisible, to fly under the radar. And it worked. Everyone was happier that I had shut down. That I stopped being a problem.

Then I got a job. I started buying things for my family. Started treating them to special dinners, movies, etc. I started giving away what I had. I stopped eating except when with family. I was going to end it all.

But somehow I made it to high school. I remember how shocked I was. How I never thought I'd get that far. I had passed my self given expiration date somehow. And as I walked up to the school, I remember thinking that if I can make it this far, then if I were to go out, it wouldn't be by my own hand.

And yet in my sophomore year, I almost killed myself and to this day I still don't know why. I had just gotten home from a club dance with a bunch of free goodies for my family. I was happy as could be. My parents left to chaperone a dance. And I was alone, my siblings asleep. I didnt think. I found myself in some sort of daze as I walked into the kitchen and I was going to grab a bottle of pills. I was going to eat them all.

But I snapped out of it. I went online and I googled a suicide online chat help line. I never spoke to anyone, but waiting gave me time to come back to my senses. I don't know what snapped me out of it. But I was lucky I snapped out of it.

Sure, life hasn't been amazing, but I think I would have regretted not living it. I've gotten to learn so much, to do so much, to meet so many people, to help people. I wouldn't have gotten to do any of it if I had gone through with it, with my plan that night. As hard as it's been, I've been slowly learning to live. To be a person. As scary as it's been at times, to step out of my bubble, to be myself without fear, it's been getting easier the more I do it.

It started with me deciding to live. Then making a plan for my future. To adding color to my closet. To discovering who I am. To coming out. To defying my mom and staying out. To altering my clothes. To advocating for myself. To being who I am today.

[bbyeeti]

character analysis anon (I've got to shorten this to something)

You see I'm actually the devil tempting you with sweet sweet character analysis

(Also if you saw errors in my analysis, no you didn't.)

You hit on three other topics that I wanted to address about Sunghoon but wasn't sure how to include in the post: Sunghoon's reckless behavior, metaphorical and literal deaths, and Sunghoon's selfishness.

Sunghoon's selfishness in particular is such a fun thing to discuss because he's selfless in his love for those he cares about but outside of them his empathy is noticeably lower. Honestly, this aspect of him really makes me think of our vampire brothers. The two main scenes that makes me think of parallels between them. The first is when Sunghoon stands by Jake knowing that he (nearly) murdered Sunoo and murdered Kai which remind me of Heeseung's relationship with Jay. The second is when Sunghoon uses Heeseung's vulnerability to steal the card back which makes me think of Niki? Niki mainly in taking advantage of trust given but I think that could also apply to Jay.

There's also another topic that I included but wished I went more indepth in: Sunghoon's romantic relationships. As much as I adore JayHoon they're a concerning IRL couple. They do genuinely care about each other now and cleared some of the secrets between thm at least. (And Hajoon was Hajoon.) I don't have enough data to establish a pattern but I can defintely draw out some examples of Sunghoon (unconsciously/consciously) seeking unhealthy romantic relationships.

I also want to mention that I think that by the time we meet Sunghoon he's already found some stable footing which is why his boundaries aren't extremely unhealthy but he still has some unhealthy tendencies. Unfortunately, you can't just untraumatize yourself and making progress takes time. Unlearning bad habits and thinking patterns is difficult on its own, without having to deal the supernatural absurdity. (Meeting the vampires definitely made him backslide)

Thanks for expanding on why Sunghoon is drawn to danger! I had some inklings toward the notion but I couldn't narrow down the exact reason why Sunghoon kept going back.

Despite the numerous times Sunghoon has or has called himself weal or a coward, I've never truly considered him either? He's not the strongest physically or smartest but the fact that he's still standing despite everything (past and present) leaves me in awe. Being able to pick yourself up and rebuild your world from the ground up is strength. I really do love his character.

I'm glad you enjoyed it! It was a lot of fun to write :)

I loved the long response! Hearing more about the characters and what parts I've gotten right and missed is always fun to know!

(I'd probably only be able to do character analysis for Jay and Heeseung at this point! I feel like I have the most insight into what's going on with them due to their prevalence in the plot currently)

I fell for it😔

I've always found people who are wholly selfless a little bit alien, so there was no way Sunghoon would have been made this way. Why would you care about people who are not close to you T^T altruism, eh?

YOU CAN'T JUST UNTRAUMATISE YOURSELF, it's such a great sentence that I snorted

I don't know if Sunghoon seeks unhealthy relationships, but for sure jayhoon are not ahemmm *cough cough* very healthy. Since the beginning I knew there would be problems getting them on the right path and well, even though - as you've mentioned - they explained to each other a lot, there's still c: a lot they don't know. They don't have the greatest *base* but now I can at least say that they want their *narrows eyes* relationship to work out. Yeah, they're not boyfriends, but.

From Jay's pov, after his ehehe little ritual failed the second time, he thought about getting rid of Sunghoon for good (I mean, breaking off things with him), but he couldn't because he started liking him, and he grew to be grateful that the bonding thing work out. So, at least Jay's been genuine for some time now.

Still, Heeseung would probably be the best option, so if Jungwon didn't die, Jaywon were together, and Heeseung didn't have any deals this psycho vampire guy, maybe they would actually be together. If Jakehoon weren't dating. 'Cause it's probable they would by the end of college.

Oooohoo it was fun to read, but I feel like I've already told you this xD

(you should take care of hajoon. if it's not the most interesting character in the whole fic then i'm not sure who is🙄)

[lucascsinclairs]

Omg, Kaisa!!! The season finale was a RIDE. Are you okay???? Because Lumax nearly destroyed me. Caleb’s performance in the final episode was off the charts (Sadie obviously was brilliant as usual but Caleb’s guttural wailing compromised me). Just wanted to check in my with fave Lumax shipper to make sure you’re okay and see how you’re holding up. That scene where they were writing notes was so cute I wanted to dieeeeee. I can’t wait to see all the content you’re inspired to make from their incredible and heartbreaking season!

Hi Janna! Thank you for the ask, it's always so lovely to hear from you! 💙

And omg it truly was! It was so great but I truly felt like I'd been ran over by a truck when it was all over. And yeah, you guessed right, they really did destroy me! When I asked for more screen time for them post s3, this is not exactly what I had in mind! But they really were incredible this season, despite all the sadness, I'm so happy they got to have proper focus and a more mature, serious storyline after they were just used for comedy in s3. And to find some silver lining in all the heartbreak of the ending, it really truly solidified their endgame status in the canon. After something like that, there's no way that they won't end the series together. And that knowledge of the long-term is what will keep me going through the uncertainty for now.

And you're so right! Caleb absolutely floored me with his performance! Both of them did an amazing job but it was especially great to see him get to show his acting skills in a big way like that, since he hasn't really gotten emotional material like that before. I honestly don't know how Sadie managed to not react in that scene, if I saw my friend I've known for ages deliver that heartbreaking of a performance, I would've burst into tears right there and then. He deserves all the awards and recognition!

And yes the note writing scene! It was just so sweet and amazing and they truly have such great on-screen chemistry! They weren't even speaking and still delivered such a heartwarming and adorable performance! That scene was also really great at showcasing that even though they, and all of the party, have gone through horrible terrible things, they're also still just kids. Their bashful smiles and little smiley faces and stick figure drawings really brought that home, and made such a stark contrast to the absolute heartbreak later in the episode.

Thank you so much for thinking of me, I'm honored to be known as your favorite Lumax fan, I accept that position with honor! (My sister just finished the finale and the first question she asked me was how was I feeling after That scene, so it's good to know I have a recognizable brand shdjjdjs)

I have so many ideas for gifs and fics for them, I've already started some and I'm continuing to jot down ideas and things, so you can look forward to plenty of Lumax content to last us through the upcoming hiatus!

#answered #formerlyjannafaye #thank you for the ask janna! #so sweet of you to think of me and check in! #honored to be your go-to lumax fan haha