#final art project; my neurodivergency

[jestersroute66]

#final art project; my neurodivergency #weird al #weird al yankovic #autism #spinterest #monotropism

[morphodae]

Gregory Violet |Headcanons

Including general, relationship (x reader), and some modern au as a bonus!

These headcanons kind of trickle down into a story/narrative so please bear with it lol (plus: these are to warm up! I have ideas for future oneshots)

cw: none

Read more P4 headcanons here: 🦉x 🌹 x🌱 x

General:

I see Gregory coming from a well-off family. They might not have the highest rank out there (they’re probably a viscount or baron nobility rank), but they have enough to send Gregory to Weston.

Either Gregory is an only child, eldest, or youngest. I have a feeling that he may not be super close with his family; perhaps he comes from a blended family or doesn’t have many siblings.

Naturally, his talents sent him to Weston College— which is unnatural for a lot of noble, rich London boys. Most get in for status and money, Gregory got sent there for his talents. Gregory was born with talents and had great expectations placed on him while he was content to create art and do things on his own.

When he was younger, he was obviously different compared to noble boys and girls around him— or general kids of the era. Being so “different, odd, and weird” was something that bothered him in his younger years, but once he turned 18 he stopped caring about others’ opinions. He’s his own person and he couldn’t care less what others have to say about it.

As such, he’s very obviously not thrilled to go to a crowded, renown, high-end school, but thankfully he was sorted into a House that accentuates his eccentricities with others like him. Still, he tends to keep to himself (as most introverts) save for a few close friends— Redmond, Greenhill, and Bluewer.

He’s “eccentric” by many peers but if he were in modern times, he’s definitely neurodivergent at the least. Definitely not me projecting my own autism /s lol.

One misconception is that people believe him to be antisocial or too “moody” when this is not the case. Gregory has a vibrant inner world and is an excellent observer; which allows me to transition into how a relationship with him might be.

Relationship:

Gregory isn’t one to actively seek anyone out, let alone a significant other. For any sort of relationship to have with this artsy fellow, you’d have to either 1) be someone who stands out with the time period’s standards (like him) or 2) have to be brought into his life suddenly and stay for a while before anything remotely romantic happens.

It’s fun to see him with someone who is either a lot like him or someone who is a bit of an opposite— although mostly in external appearance and I’ll explain why.

I don’t think someone who is a polar opposite to be someone who suits Gregory.

If say, someone preferred cutesy girly things or pastel colors and sunlight, that’d be fine. However, I see a calmer personality with a lot of empathy and respect being something he’d need. Otherwise I don’t think a boisterous loud person to be someone that he’d see himself with romantically.

With that said, courting you is… a feat lol. It takes Cheslock (poor Gregory), and the rest of the P4 to really push him in the direction of you.

When it finally happens and Gregory and you are able to formally meet and court, all five of them practically cheer lol. No one thought he’d be the type to find a s/o and Gregory’s parents were concerned he’d die alone :(

Because of expectations of his nobility, I do expect he’d marry you in some way irregardless of gender. But with you, someone he’s not arranged to and someone he truly loves, he tends to view it as a romantic and passionate expression of his commitment towards you.

A relationship with Gregory is majorly spent in comfortable silence. I’d say quality time is a major thing with him. However, he, like a lot of introverts, still needs ample time to himself— so don’t expect him to be glued at your hip. Plus, for that time period, PDA and general overt displays of affection whether in public or private was generally seen as odd. Gregory, for one, doesn’t care too much for the status quo but he is still figuring out his first relationship with you and how to navigate it while respecting you.

In a modern au, he’d be a bit more clingy in private. I see him as the type to play with your hair, study its shape and color for his sketches but mostly because it feels nice to him. If you are reading or gaming then I see him the type to sit behind you with his chin on your shoulder just enjoying quiet contact. It’s very wholesome. Alternatively, whether you lay with him on his chest or he on yours, he just enjoys quiet moments where he can be close to you.

He’s very reciprocal. By this I mean; you respect him and his hobbies, he respects yours. You show him kindness and care, so does he. He’s actually quite a classically romantic guy and is one to surprise you with flowers, food, and of course, sketches and art! He definitely cares and worries about your well-being and happiness (as seen in manga with his friends too!), so he will have his moments where it seems like he’s mother-henning you if he feels that you aren’t taking care of yourself.

Don’t be surprised that one of his first drawings of you was during his pining phase before the two of you formally spoke or courted lol.

Overall a relationship with Gregory is mostly spent in quiet understanding in silence with a partner who is able to empathically express and respect him mutually. Despite being a bit of an oddball for the time period he lives in, he still is a traditional romantic who loves to look after your well-being and give you gifts 💜

#x reader #gregory violet x reader #black butler gregory violet #gregory violet #anime x reader #black butler x reader #black butler headcanons #kuroshitsuji x reader #kuroshitsuji Gregory violet #kuroshitsuji #anime headcanons #x reader headcanons

[edge-oftheworld]

5sos fanblog with a twist!

hi!! welcome to the chaos :) you can call me ariel or silver and I’m a punk violist from sydney, australia, and tbh I’m still figuring out what that is.

here I post my projects: ideas, in progress, and when they’re done I’ll put them up somewhere you can hear! project requests on at all times, can’t guarantee I’ll def do it but I will always think about it and get back to you with ideas even if I can’t make it myself. I mostly make orchestral arrangements as I’m classically trained and can read too many clefs. but keen to experiment with anything! if you want me to arrange something for you to play please include your instrument and I will assign you which 5sos member or sierra or brandy I see your instrument as too for a bit of fun.

find me over at @faithfromanewperspective for less specifically music things! but you’ll find me blogging all my thoughts here too so hope u like!

PROJECTS IN PROGRESS:

FINAL EDITS: - orchestral arrangement of CALM minus no shame and easier and kmt plus ghost of you (teeth/lie to me/nitsw//lom/goy/lonely heart//old me/best years/wildflower/high/red desert) here - (nessa barrett) plane to paris orchestral

IDEAS: - vapor/lie to me/wwylm/bad omens for @ghost-of-you - efyts rock version for @ghost-of-you’s anon - something with tgwcw or os/co or airplanes idk - easier/more plus youngblood, no shame, kmt for me - red line (hornsby version) idea i got listening to ash's voice memo - (Taylor swift) dwoht/labyrinth for @speaknowtaylorsversions

COMPLETED: -only ever completed my child of the universe (delta goodrem) violin/viola duet which is what got me into this to start with!

on this account I fully immerse myself into the mood of the songs so you’ll see some heavy stuff, I use trigger warnings and tags, and reference neurodivergence and urban design and my own experiences. it’s all for the art and connection and I hope it might be encouraging for you too

p.s. check out the exclusive photo of the sunrise in sydney that’s burning for days

#pinned post #musician #violist #orchestral arrangements #5 seconds of summer #5sos #sierra deaton #almondmilkhunni #luke hemmings #calum hood #michael clifford #ashton irwin #silver creates #<-wish me luck with tag consistency lol #silver arranges 5sos #<-oops i found my old tag

[radvimes]

My Phinabella Headcanon -or- Why Phinabella Wouldn't Drift Apart Before Getting Together

(edit: as a neurodivergent person, I'm probably going to just keep adding to this post, like, forever...)

I know I'm, like, almost a decade late to the party, so I don't know who's left around here to read this, but after watching most of Phineas and Ferb, including AYA, hearing other people's analysis of Phinabella, particularly in light of Isabella's bday episode, the picnic episode, the haunted house episode, NOTLP, and Summer Belongs to You, binging a large amount of Phinabella fanfics and art over the last week, and pondering on all of that, I just really feel the need to write out how I see those 2 crazy kids' relationship progressing through their preteen/teen years and into adulthood.

First off, as a technically inclined male (I'm a software engineer, and always loved tech as a kid) with ADHD/the neurodivergent grab bag who had to train himself to pick up on social cues, particularly cues from the girls in my life, I identify so strongly with Phineas. He is, in many ways, the kid I would have wanted to be growing up. Smart, capable, charismatic, with a good friend group, and best friends with the amazing girl next door. It really sounds like a dream life for an ADHD kid like me.

I bring this up to say that, speaking from experience, those relationships, particularly the ones with Ferb and Isabella, would be everything to Phineas. We see this with how he wants to include as many of his friends as he can in his adventures. We see this in the fact that his adventures and inventions almost always have to do with helping a friend/family member or are inspired by them. And, as the show progresses, we see that this is never more true than with him and Isabella. Yes, it would likely take him a few years to pick up on what Isabella's crush meant, but we can see that, even from a young age, he absolutely recognizes that she is a close friend, wants to spend time with her and do things with/for her more than he does the rest of his friends, and is frequently and regularly attentive to her needs as he perceives them. He recognizes that she is important to him, even if romance isn't consciously a part of that for him when they are younger, which is fine, because he's just a kid. He'll get there. To say it a different way, the kid is neurodivergent, and has his passion projects. Once it registers that she's important to him, that fact becomes a bedrock of his existence, of how he experiences the world. That's just how his brain works. It then becomes a permanent passion project to demonstrate how she is important to him. The important thing is that their foundation of friendship is firmly established, and he will spend the rest of his life building on it if she lets him.

On the other side of that, I think we see, through moments like during Isabella's bday, the picnic, NOTLP, and on the desert island at the end of Summer Belongs to You, that Isabella is beginning to recognize this dynamic. She's learning to accept that he's not there yet romantically, and that the things she's loves about him don't require him to be there yet. She loves his dedication, his attention, and how he brings out the best in her. He always says and does things to build her up and show that she is important to him. He depends on her in many ways, and they always have each other's back and their best interests in heart. She can meet him halfway, accept the good in their relationship as it is, and let it progress naturally. I particularly see this in the desert island moment, when Phineas, who isn't used to things going wrong pretty much ever, finally sputters out and sits down. He could have had a breakdown or an explosive fit that things weren't going his way, could have continued to frantically brainstorm with Ferb, but he didn't. He sat down and quietly sought solace in a peaceful moment alone with Isabella. You can see the mix of emotions she felt as she processed what that moment meant, and then realized that she needed to meet him halfway and inspire him to get back up and keep moving, even though she had just said that she so wanted that quiet moment alone with him. And in so doing, as he leapt back up and gave her a big hug in thanks, that really cemented their relationship all the more. While part of her would love him to reciprocate her crush in similar fashion to how she wants to express her feelings, ultimately, she just wants him to show her she's special to him via preferential treatment, quality one on one time, and words of affirmation, and he can and does do those things all the time. She is learning she can wait for the rest. Also, let's not forget that she's been to the future. She knows that she gets to be Aunt Isabella eventually! Between that and the care that she sees him give her as kids, while it might be hard to wait sometimes, I have to believe that she would stick with her best friend.

The other piece I would throw in here is that, while society often puts a big wall between being friends and being lovers, my experience is that the best romantic relationships are founded on strong friendships first, before infatuation and physical attraction ever enter into the equation in a meaningful way. As such, I think it's really reasonable to assume that their path forward is what I recently saw described as the "friends to idiots to lovers" trope. They would absolutely continue to be best friends, having each other's back and confiding in one another, for years. Isabella would continue to try to profess her feelings from time to time as we saw her do in the show, and Phineas would probably assure her that he likes and appreciates her, too. If she felt down about things from time to time, he would absolutely sense that, even if he didn't understand the complete significance of it, and he would reach out, probably with an invention or adventure or ice cream date or 2, because those things always helped her out of her funks before, and she would appreciate his attentiveness and attention.

Then, somewhere along the line, I imagine that their friendship would naturally begin to evolve into something a bit more tender, though they would both be in denial about it. Isabella would have spent so long telling herself to keep expectations low that she would have conditioned herself not to consciously read too much into anything Phineas says or does, and Phineas would be all "we're just really close friends, this is just how we've always acted". Meanwhile, they, like, eat lunch together every day, work their schedules to have a bunch of the same classes, walk/drive to school together every day, etc. They have a standing weekly movie/dinner night where, over the course of years, they now pretty much always end up snuggling on the couch while Phineas tries out fancy new massage tools and techniques he's developed because he knows Isabella gets sore muscles from sports and Fireside Girl-related activities. They stay over at each other's houses until all hours of the night, and regularly sleep on each other's couches when it gets too late. He gives her lots of hugs when she does something he really appreciates or when she's down. She gives him little chaste kisses on the cheek when he does something particularly thoughtful (the first time she did it, she thought she was pushing the boundaries a little. It quickly became habit). Lots of unconscious hand holding. Of course, regular trips to the ice cream parlor to celebrate or just for a change of scenery. Along the way, he's just always making thoughtful things for her, new sports/outdoor equipment, a custom bike/scooter/car, accessories and stationary with butterflies on them because he noticed that she often makes comments about him giving her butterflies, and he thinks it's some sort of cute inside joke. She starts regularly baking treats for him (and Phineas), and before too long, it seems like there's always something she made on the Flynn-Fletcher kitchen counter/in the shed. They work together to decorate the tree in each of their back yards, and probably also each other's tree houses. Pictures of them together are everywhere, and they kind of just roll their eyes and blush a little about it. No angst is needed, because their love isn't unrequited, it's just not fully recognized. Isabella wouldn't pull away, because as soon as she did, he would notice and reach out to try to understand what's wrong, and to comfort her and raise her spirits, and I truly believe that she would respond positively to that. Love comes in many forms, after all, and they would ensure that they both felt loved. In a lot of ways, they would fairly quickly get to the point where they are a single good DTR away from officially dating, with a lot of momentum in the way of making time for that DTR. On the other hand, as soon as that DTR starts, it's gonna go for hours, because they would both have plenty to say on the topic of their relationship, and I get the sense that both of them would exhibit the neurodivergent trait that this would be a topic of particular interest for them, so they would naturally be inclined to discuss it indefinitely.

As they get older, they both vehemently push back whenever someone makes a reference to their boyfriend/girlfriend, but neither one ever ends up going on a date with anyone else. They either don't go to dances because they have other plans, or they go in a group with, like Ferb, Baljeet, Ginger, and whoever Ferb has asked out that time. Then something happens. Either there's a dance where the rest of the group conveniently goes separately, or someone new makes a comment about them dating, or Ferb or Buford or Candace or someone finally gets tired of it and starts pointing out to Phineas all things they do that are totally the sort of thing you do with a girlfriend. Phineas' immediate reaction is to deny it like always, but then something kind of clicks in his head. It's not that the kid is totally oblivious to romance and dating, he's just never really thought seriously about how it applies to him and Isabella, because they've just always been them, and it's been great. Now, though, as he thinks back, things start to recontextualize in his mind, and he starts to wonder. Some time later, maybe a while as he ruminates on it for a bit, maybe the next time he sees her, he brings it up, mentions that people keep saying they're dating, or that it might look like they are dating, and are they? Should they? What would that change? He's trying to make some sense of the social cues and the intricacies of their relationship, you see. Or maybe this conversation gets triggered by emotions running unusually high and tender at one of their movie nights or something, and maybe they were suddenly looking at each other in a new light, maybe they even kissed. At this, Isabella is shocked and delighted, and asks if he is saying that he wants to define their relationship, if he's asking her to be his girlfriend. She sees it as him actually asking her directly about their relationship for once. He probably responds "well, yeah, kinda, maybe?" She might respond that, really, nothing much has to change, they would get to keep doing what they're doing, just as boyfriend and girlfriend, except that if she's his girlfriend, she can do stuff like this: and then she leans in for a kiss and/or an intentional snuggle, etc.

After that, they are truly insufferable/inseparable. They've been unofficially together for years at that point, after all. Now, it's just open and official and mutually understood how much they really mean to each other, forever. They probably spend a fair bit of time, at least at first, reminiscing about past moments where one or both were oblivious or in denial, thinking about how long they really have loved each other. Again, no angst in these conversations, just some wistfulness about missed opportunities, and joy in their shared history and future.

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Don't get me wrong, I've read many fanfics that I've loved, including "Can't Help Falling In Love", "Is This About a Girl", "Sugar Rush", and "In Two Weeks", that deal with them realizing their feelings and/or confessing to each other after some time pining/growing apart, and what it means/how wholesome it is once they are together. The thing I love most about each of those stories, though, is the way each of them taps into how important their friendship and commitment to each other is to their relationship, and how, no matter the stage of their relationship, Phineas has a singleminded determination to consistently, matter-of-factly, thoughtfully show Isabella how much she means to him through everything he does. I would love to see more stories that explored the "idiots" phase I described above, though, since most of the ones that I have come across that do explore a similar theme do so assuming that separation/pining/unrequited feelings/obliviousness must be part of it, and I don't think it has to be. Speaking as a neurodivergent person, I can say with certainty that he wouldn't be oblivious forever, and the instant he noticed a cue or emotion or comment from her that he didn't understand, or started trying to figure out his own feelings, he would be talking to absolutely everyone about it, trying to get people who understand these things to clue him in on what he's trying to understand, and venting at them about the same. People would clue him in for sure. He'd be relentless in bugging them until they did.

As such, at the end of the day, I just have a hard time seeing them drifting apart in the first place. They are far too committed to each other for either one to bear letting it happen. They embody the sentiment shared by Harry at the end of "When Harry Met Sally": "When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, you want the rest of your life to start right now!" That, to me, is Phinabella. I welcome your thoughts on this topic.

#phineas and ferb #phineas flynn #isabella garcia shapiro #phinabella #phinbella #pnf #phineas x isabella #dwampyverse #phineabella #headcanon #AYA #act your age #rant #thanks for coming to my TED talk

[rottmntsimp]

Hai!! I saw that your requests are open and you also do match-ups! I was wondering if I could request a match-up for ROTTMNT?? (Feel free to ignore this if ur busy btw ^^’)

I’m 5’5, trans FTM. I go by multiple names, but my internet alias is Mia. I have short brown hair with raccoon tails (like the 2000’s scene-kid kind) and dark brown eyes. My hobbies are art (digital/traditional) crafts, collecting trinkets or Monster High Dolls and LPS. I have autism & ADHD, and my special interests are ants and psychology. I have a big vocabulary and I have a hard time being emotionally open. My personality type or whatever it’s called is INFP-T, but I like to act dramatic and ‘mean’ for the giggles.

(Again, feel free to completely ignore this request lol.)

Hey Mia!! Sorry I took so long- [It's my first matchup so bear with me-] Also, don't know if I should add a tag list or not, so I've decided not to

Personally, I ship you with Donnie!

💜 - Finally! Someone who he can talk to without having to dumb it down!

💜 - As for art, if you're the kind to give gifts [paintings and such] expect him to give you little trinkets to collect in return.

💜 - And yes, he will get you whatever doll/action figure you want, not only on special occasions, but on random days as well!

💜 - I can vividly imagine him just flying by on his jetpack, then comically coming to stop as he sees something you'd like through the shop window

💜 - I can not stress this enough but ✨THEATER KIDS✨

💜 - Personally, I believe Donnie's MBTI is INTP [type A or type T, I'll never know]. Seeing as you're both introverted, dates nights or just general hangouts will be spent indoors in one of you guys' homes!

💜 - Movie nights where you both quote the lines <3

💜 - The two of you being emotionally unavailable with each other might or might not become a problem depending on how you two overcome it.

💜 - You may not be openly emotional with each other, but those moment spent in silence, enjoying each other's presence, those little gifts that were traded, the info-dumping sessions spent together, they make up for it pretty well, I'd say <3

💜 - As for the autism and ADHD!

💜 - He doesn't mind, I mean, he'd be a hypocrite if he didn't date you just because you were neurodivergent.

💜 - If you're the kind to stim vigorously, he'll make sure to baby proof his lab a bit, so you don't end up hurting yourself.

💜 - But, he will probably do some stimming himself so happy little stimming sessions are to be expected

💜 - Vocal stims aren't minded either! In fact, if you're both in a good mood, he might join in.

💜 - If you like having someone do your hair, he's willing to try! He'll probably open up YouTube and follow along, and depending on the hair style and your hair type, it might not take too long!

💜 - If you guys are long enough into the relationship for cuddles, he will play with your hair, so beware-

💜 - Ants and psychology you say?

💜 - As a guy with his own special interests, he doesn't mind. In fact, he probably respects you for it.

💜 - Will put aside a project just to listen to you ramble on about either topic.

💜 - As I said earlier, info-dumping sessions are a must!

💜 - Now, if you're into psychology and plan on being a therapist and such, don't try to dig into his emotions too much

💜 - My boy takes time, and he'll open up when he's ready.

#rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #2018 donnie x reader #rise donnie x reader #rottmnt donnie x reader #donnie x reader #rottmnt donnie #simps fics #character matchup

[talesfrommedinastation]

Hello from Medina Station!

Howdy, call me Dr. Meat Muffin.

I'm a busy program director and writer, with a Ph.D in science education. When I'm not writing passive aggressive emails and reviewing terrible papers, working, I like to write and draw.

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'Far Past the Ring' is my epic crossover of the world of The Expanse and Star Wars' The Bad Batch.

As of November 5th, 2023, the main story is complete. Side stories will be popping up, ranging from explicit smut pieces to simple conversations between characters. Some take place in the Star Wars universe, some in The Expanse, and some, well, in between.

Watch for them :)

Read on WattPad here

Read on AO3 here

Reddit AITA written by Sjael Drummer

Side Story: Good Enough

Side Story: Tenye Fo Me, Teki

Side Story: Mi Omega

Side Story: Kom Wanya Xom

Side Story: Implants

Side Story: Showza me dem Setara

As a science writer, I really wanted to explore the meeting of the two universes that seemed to respond to physics and biology in wildly different ways.

Additionally, I love The Expanse. Like, inhumanly so. And if you like Star Wars, I hope that this inspires you to watch this amazing show.

Finally, I also wanted to write a neurodivergent love story between an ASD individual and a neurotypical individual. I hope that I have done it justice.

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Some Guides to 'Far Past the Ring':

OC: Sjael Drummer, Ph.D

OC: Tanke Drummer, MD

OC: Timon Chapelle

Minor OCs

Art (there's a ton!)

Author's Note: The Indigenous Future

Author's Note: On Neurodiversity and Relationships

Author's Note: Space Living

Author’s Note: On Neurodiverse Parenting

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The TechiVerse!

If you like the concept of 'Into the Spiderverse', but are still heartbroken by the last finale of The Bad Batch, well, this one's for you!

Read it here on AO3

The OCs!

The non-canon Techs!

A collaborative project between multiple content creators (@wrenkenstein @moosethren @ilikemymendarkandfictional and @techs-stitches, plus yours truly. The characters used belong to their respective authors, all of whom are tagged here in this post)

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Doug Talks Star Wars

My neighbor is an irreverent Boomer from Lafayette, LA, with all sorts of ideas and thoughts regarding a galaxy far, far away. I've taken to texting him regarding animated Star Wars shows and man, his Southern sass is magical. Enjoy!

My redneck neighbor Doug's interpretations on various 'Bad Batch' characters

My redneck neighbor Doug's interpretations on various 'Bad Batch' characters: Side Character Edition!

My redneck neighbor Doug on ‘The Outpost’

My redneck neighbor Doug on 'Pabu'

My redneck neighbor Doug on 'Tipping Point'

My redneck neighbor Doug on 'The Solitary Clone'

My redneck neighbor Doug on why Tech is a Florida Man

My redneck neighbor Doug on Space Cajuns, aka Belters from The Expanse.

My redneck neighbor Doug reads my fanfiction

My redneck neighbor Doug wants to write my fanfiction

My redneck neighbor Doug wants to cheer me up with 'The Clone Wars'

My redneck neighbor Doug writes Star Wars smut/fluff

#cloneforce99 #thebadbatch #the expanse #tbb #belter #fanfiction #starwarsfanfiction #tech #techthebadbatch #theexpanse #oc character #my work #got questions dm me #no beta we die like Klaes Ashford #with an oscar nomination? #star wars crossover #star wars #star wars art #star wars fanart #clone wars #clonetrooper #beltalowda #my writing #doug the neighbor

[kuwdora]

It's international worker's day and I have a 900+ word blog post wip about what it's been like watching job seekers and HR professionals adopt generative AI in this process. It's depressing and horrifying but at this point not surprising because this stuff is some of the most painful and boring business writing out there. It's still exhausting. It's hard for me to write about because I'd rather spend my time finishing one of my fics or starting a new fanvid project. But this is something I'm seeing every day and have to think about every day because I have to interact with people who are, in their eyes, trying to use these tools in good-faith. There's also the tactics people employ to 'educate/encourage' job seekers into learning and using these tools to give themselves an edge over other people who don't adopt them. It's exhausting. One day, one day I really want to finally write a series of informational resources about how to engage interview process from a place of strength (written with the neurodivergent/introverted in mind, 'cos where I'm from and I know others have had similar struggles). And what it takes to write and rewrite your resume (without ChatGPT).

It's not something I can do today or tomorrow because I'm fucking burnt out. But I've learned so much in the last few years. Things I wish I had known when I was job hunting before the pandemic, and I'd like to share this knowledge at some point because it's helped me so much. I want others to have the same kind of help. But first I'm managing my energy and time and trying not to go insane. (Writing fic and working on my art projects and coloring books is very soothing and a lifeboat for me right now.)

#blogdora #i'd also rather be talking about monkey man which has my head positively spinning #and also planet of the apes. but for different reasons lol #i actually like business writing for internal resources because I'm good at it and hate when other people do it shittily or not at all #i'm very tired #textpost

[eliyips]

If you're taking requests, can we get a helmet-less Xisuma..?

Hi, Anon! Thanks for the request, however, I do not intend to draw Xisuma without his helmet. This doesn't reflect negatively on you, or any artist who does draw X without the helmet - it's just a personal boundary of mine! But I'll take this opportunity to try and explain why :)

My choice to only draw X with the helmet on, or with his face otherwise obscured, is influenced by a few different things. Namely, my personal headcanons about X as a character, Xisuma's choice to not show his face on camera, and (for lack of a better word,) my feelings.

First, headcanons! This one is very simple. When drawing Xisuma, I do so with the idea in mind that he needs the helmet to be able to breathe. If I were to draw my version of X without the helmet in most scenarios... he would be suffocating! D:

Secondly, it's well known that Xisuma does not show his face on camera, or anywhere online. Part of my choice to not draw his face is out of respect for that. I do no think he would care either way, however, I personally feel kinda uncomfortable making up a face for someone who does not want his face to be known. Especially since he doesn't use a Minecraft skin with a face that I could interpret from.

Finally, maybe most importantly, a lot of this ties back to me, and my feelings as a fan artist. And as it turns out, my neurodivergent little brain has latched onto X very tight, and does not want to let go. I connect with him, and project onto him, and just overall feel a lot of feelings about him. So, when I draw Xisuma, I will often imagine he shares a lot of the insecurities that I do. I will imagine that he feels anxious about being in public spaces, and that dressing in heavy, concealing armor helps ease that anxiety. I imagine that he worries about social cues and situations, and that the helmet gives him a good alibi for if he ever doesn't emote on cue, or speaks in the wrong tone of voice. I imagine that he feels a disconnect with his physical body, and obscuring himself helps alleviate that feeling. Ultimately, I imagine that if I were in his shoes, I wouldn't want to be seen without the helmet. So, I don't let him be seen without the helmet when I draw him.

Sorry if that got a little bit personal. My Xisuma art is very personal to me, so it's difficult to avoid ^^'

As I wrap up this post, I again want to make myself completely clear: More power to artists who draw Xisuma without his helmet! Or with less obtrusive helmet/armor, or whatever else. My choice to stick to the helmet is mine alone, and I encourage others to use whatever design they please :) I just wanted to make this post to talk about my feelings on the issue, and why I will continue to draw him with his helmet. Thanks for reading, thanks for understanding!

#hermitcraft #hermitblr #mcyt #xisumavoid #xisuma #askeliyips #eliyips talks about xisuma 3 : this time it's personal

[itsdannycragg]

working on Neokosmos for 8 years now, the project has become a constant anchor in my life. it's mind boggling we're almost done writing the first draft of the second book. We started writing it in 2020, three years ago in March.

we'll be starting on the third book as soon as we wrap on two. The fact that THIS YEAR, within weeks, we will be working on the third and final book in the trilogy. this is fucking crazy.

if youre curious, we're going to self publish online. the piecemeal way we've been sharing neokosmos as we write it isn't particularly appealing to traditional publishers. nor is the fact that we're going to draft out the whole trilogy before publishing the first book as a way to make sure the whole series is consistent narratively and in quality. not to mention our books will be full of literally hundreds of color illustrations. Ya can't put that into print without the physical copy costing 100 dollars or cutting out the art all together.

our decision to not seek traditional publishing has really freed us from the deadlines, standards, and conventions associated with it. Too many times we have seen extremely promising books be edited to pieces to fit within a certain word count, or revised to the point of being unrecognizable from the authors vision in the name of being marketable to a wider audience.

Shelby and Brian (who do almost the entirety of the prose writing) have been so iron-willed about not making compromises like that. I really respect them for it. We are writing our queer polyamorous neurodivergent hearts out and we will not bend to the agenda of a publisher.

that said of course, we don't look down on traditional publishing or think that self publishing is superior. it's just not right for Neokosmos and never has been. (We're also not against critique, feedback, or notes from beta readers! We value it tremendously.)

i hope when we're done writing, editing, illustrating, and polishing Neokosmos that the people we were writing it for will find it.

Anyway, if you're interested in anything I said, you should join the Neokosmos Discord! You can read our novels in progress for free!

#rambling about #neokosmos

[snailythefan]

posting art that isn't dr sometimes makes me anxious bcus u know, i know most people only follow me for that but i said it on twt so I'll say it here too: it's always Snaily Variety Hour!! I'm just some guy making art of things I love!! it has always been that way and it'll always stay that way!!

and i say this just to remind myself that even though I'm genuinely happy my art is finally being acknowledged after years of posting to the void, i don't do art to get more followers (i tried it for a while and it made me sad actually!).

I just do art because I like it, and I like to participate in fandoms even if from far away!!! I just love the process!!!

Ehem, anyway. I wanted to talk a bit more about it in length so there you go.

It's a bit stressful to be an artist in the modern landscape because I feel like you're treated like a brand nowadays? But I'm not. I'm some guy. And i might never get to make a living out of art but it's the one thing I can't seem to give up on.

I love drawing, and i love making silly comics, and i love learning new ways in which to make my art better. It's a slow process for me, but hey we do our best.

I do still have um Art Dreams? Art Goals?

- I wanna sell art at a convention!! That would be super cool!! Mostly I wanna hang out with other artists at cons haha

- I want to collab on a comic with someone else (something original or not! It's just about sharing the creative process with a friend)

- I want to get into more zines!! (this one is eternal i guess, i just adore being part of larger projects with other extremely talented people)

And yeah. Yeah.

Being some guy posting art on the internet is a bit stressful sometimes, makes you overthink these things as if you needed a PR team? You gotta Market To Your Audience or whatever. But i cant seem to do that because i don't want to and also it makes me feel fake. And truly I'm just some neurodivergent guy trying to show off my cute art. U know what I'm saying? Lol.

Sigh! This turned into a rant! Anyway! That's all!!

#snaily talks #enough vulnerability for One day

[berryliciousjam]

Life Update 2: Chaotic Boogaloo

Yeah so—the drawing speaks for itself, which is why I had to renew my Artist ID after being inactive for more than 2 weeks 💀.

In all seriousness, I am really thankful that all of you for still interacting with my posts despite my indefinite hiatus. I really wanna give back to you guys but since it is inevitable that I will fall into the downward spiral of art block and writer's block.

Importantly, Me and my boyfriend have been making our own Transformers AU/Continuity which takes place in the Philippines and we even created our OCs(both Transformers and humans) for this particular passion project. The thing is—I am unsure if I am ready to show it to the world, especially since there is so much work to do—and it's not even final. Sure, I can softly launch it through goofy or omnious artworks and writings, or maybe I'm just worried of what people think(It's not even that serious—I think???). I guess you all can just stay tuned for it as I plan on what or when to post. All I can say is that—the Decepticons took care of a human/cybertronian hybrid and chaos ensues.💗

The million dollar question—When will I start posting again? Honestly...whenever I feel like or when I have the free time. As mentioned, I just started college and the university is notorious for the heavy workload so my neurodivergent ass gotta keep up(hopefully). I hope all of you understand and not only that, I have to slowly get back to drawing so it will take time :'3

I know it's a long post but I know some of you guys are worried about me, so it is neccessary to tell what happened throughout the weeks. It is truly chaotic and upsetting because I missed the opportunities because of a damn viral infection—It is what it is.

Thank you so much again everyone! 🫶💗✨

#berrylicioustext #berryliciousart #we are so back #we are back #i think #im just glad that im still alive tbh #dw i still like mortal kombat #but lemme have my transformers brainrot first hehe

[ratedn]

Welcome!

About Me

Hi! I'm William, I also go by the name Willow and Will, use any of the above that you prefer. I will not reveal my age (except on accident if I accidentally date myself), asexual but bi-romantic and absolutely hyper fixated on the idea of love. I'm also neurodivergent (no clue where I lie on the spectrum but differently not normal) I do have ADD, and yes I do forget where I set things down. I have a deep interest in psychology and love meeting people who's brains are weird like mine!

My Interests

I have an absolute mess of interests, and they frequently change. Currently I am having a great time fixating on playing tennis, Minecraft, and acting. I am a stage performer who tends towards playing young boys or authoritarian rulers (weird, but that's theatre). I am also an aspiring blacksmith and engineer.

As far as Tv shows and other media, I am in love with all of Vivziepop's creations and absolutely adore hand drawn animation, especially when it is done by people with passion. I also like audio dramas such as Hannapocalypse, The Road of Shadows, and Midnight Burger.

My Projects and Posts

Currently I am leading work on an independently developed game called "Morti's Quest for Individuality" which is about an anthropomorphized mushroom that is separated from its colony and then has to learn what it means to exist as a singular entity. Along his journey he ends up creating his own colony which will lead to a final plot point. (Secret). It will be a two dimensional game that heavily features pixel art and dramatic story telling. If you are interested I may occasionally post art updates and (hopefully) a link to the beta at some point!

Additionally I am working on developing a TTRPG called "Hearthside Havoc" which is an adventuring game where you are always a commoner and never level up. The gimmick of the system is that death is always a real possibility and that the only way you improve is by acquiring better gear. Once I get it to the point it can be tested I may try to generate interest by posting about it here.

Finally, most of my posts will probably be reblogs of stuff I like or support, and occasionally random thoughts

Project Socials

For those interested, as my projects develop more of an identity I will link their specific pages here.

@your-stupid-face-the-book - This is the project page for my teen romance drama. It's about as cliche as it gets, but it does have a lot of queer representation

@signed-in-blood-the-book - This is the project page for my teen horror setting which revolves around Goetian magic (although the actual rituals are altered because God knows one of you would try summoning a demon). This one has several QPRs, several heteronormative relationships, and general queer representation. (We got Ace, Aro, and Aroace so tune in for some good representation!)

[thebawdybaldurian]

Going to be dumping a bunch of post-epilogue scraps that I scribbled down during the 3.5 days I had no power or heat. They’ll eventually get made into chapters of The Tale of the Tadpoles, which I’ll be resuming writing now that I can play through the game again for scene inspiration. Tried to add as much background to the unwritten or important parts of these little bits. I hope you enjoy! I ruined my pants writing it!

Summary and Background: Tav and Astarion enjoy a little afternoon dom and aftercare session, as they navigate their unexpected pregnancy with Halsin.

Tav and Astarion (unascended) have been married for several years, living in Tav’s cottage in the Lower City. Astarion exerts a little control over his wife in the form of gentle task domming, helping her maintain her busy and chaotic life with the Forgetten Realms equivalent of neurodivergency. Halsin is their occasional third when he comes to visit the city. During one of his surprise visits, right after a stressful and tight book deadline, Tav forgets her monthly moon blood tincture, leaving her vulnerable to pregnancy. The married couple do not want children, but want to speak with Halsin before making any final decisions. They have acquired a special pair of rings that allow Astarion to be outside during the day, though transferring his sunlight affliction to his lover. They changed the deed on Cazador’s palace, turning it into a refugee sanctuary for tieflings, called the Elturel Enclave. Astarion maintains an atelier for his tailoring and clothing making, an anniversary gift from Tav.

Content Warning: soft/task domming, pregnancy kink, spanking, anal and vaginal licking and fingering, anal sex, multiple orgasms, cum tasting, dirty talk, aftercare, oral sex, tickling, PIV sex, allusion to possible abortion.

The Hither Thither staff Tav had acquired proved as useful as their blood bond rings. Astarion avoided using the rings when he could, instead utilizing the magical portals to travel between his atelier and their cottage during the day. It was a slow day in the shop and he wanted to check in on his newly pregnant wife and feeling a little frisky. Aside from his cravings for normal food, his sympathy pregnancy was making him even more amorous along with her. He locked the front door of the shop and turned the sign around before heading towards the little closet in the back room. The portal to their cottage was inside, providing quick entry into the hallway between the bath and bedroom. He locked the closet door before stepping though, giving them a little extra security if his shop were ever burgled. The entire bottom floor was quiet, Tav either up in the loft or out somewhere.

He climbed the ladder to the loft, seeing her standing in front of an easel. “Hello love,” he finished his climb and strolled towards her as she glanced back from her painting.

“Hi,” she beamed at him. “Done at the shop already?”

“I thought I’d check in on you,” he embraced her from behind, kissing his favorite spot on her neck. “What’s this you’re working on?” He eyed her new project with a raised brow.

She’d transferred one of her sketches from their figure drawing session last month onto a canvas and was applying a thick base layer of paint to it. In the sketch, Halsin was posed pressed against Astarion’s back, his hands lingering just above his half-hard cock. He remembered the moment in his mind, his cock stirring at it. He slid his hands down her sides, hovering just above her cunt like in the image.

“I do think I am going to turn some of the sketches into an erotic art book…but I wanted to do a few paintings for an exhibition as well. It could be a release party for it,” she brushed a large smear of paint across the canvas.

“Another hugely ambitious project already?” He teased her, glancing back at her still messy desk, the result of her furious book deadline last month and the cause of her unexpected pregnancy. “Are you sure that’s a good idea considering your new…condition?” He slipped his fingers under the hem of her shirt, caressing her warm belly. He wondered how long it would be before she began to show.

“Well, it’s not like I’m going to be an invalid,” she smiled. “Just pregnant. Besides, this is probably when it happened. That day.”

“You think so?” He let his fingers tease under the waist of her trousers now, which she shifted her hips against, hoping he’d move a little lower, her own loins stirring at the memory.

“I believe the night ended with me upside down, full of both your cum,” she giggled a little, grasping the arm that lingered in her pants.

She wanted him to move his hand lower and he knew it. Instead, he moved the hand still on her stomach to the back of her neck, gently resting it there, looking back at the desk again. It was his little signal that he wanted to begin a scene with her. If she wasn’t feeling it, she would just ignore the signal and go about her day. If she was into it, she would obey. She stood up a little straighter and put her brush and palette down. “Am I in trouble?” She asked in a pouted tone.

“Your desk is still a mess,” he whispered in her ear. “And yet you’ve started this new project.”

“But…I wanted to,” she purred. “I’m so horny now that you and Halsin put a baby in me.”

“That’s no excuse,” he grinned, pulling her back a little, towards her desk.

“Are you going to punish me?” She practically begged. She was already throbbing inside.

“That depends,” he finally removed both his hands from her, leaving her standing at attention. “I want you to bend over your desk and I’m going to spank you for every item that doesn’t belong there and you could’ve easily put away.”

“Of course, love,” she nodded obediently, biting her lip in excitement.

She strode over to her desk, putting her hands on it and pressing her ass out a little. “Bare-assed?” She asked with a grin as he approached her.

He nodded at her with his own grin, watching as she unbuttoned her trousers, sliding them and her underpants past her ass. She moved down onto her elbows, sticking her ass out even more. “Look at you,” he slid his hand across the warm, smooth skin of her round backside. Her cunt already glistened hungrily for him. He teased a finger into the wetness, sucking it off his finger. “What would you have done if I hadn’t come home? You’re practically dripping already.”

“Probably fucked myself in my reading chair,” she looked back at him seductively, her hips swaying, begging for him to touch her again. “Or popped in on the shop for a little fun.”

“You wouldn’t wait for me to come home?” He teased her again, using two fingers this time.

“No,” she sighed. “I can’t wait.”

If her cunt could’ve sucked up his fingers, they would have, she was so hungry for him. He gave her ass a light slap.

“You need to be patient, love,” he stroked the slightly pink skin. “You could’ve waited until you finished cleaning your desk before starting a new project, yes?”

“Yes,” she pouted, pressing her ass out even further.

“And why didn’t you?” He teased a slick finger along her asshole, making it pucker.

“Because it was boring. Because I want instant gratification from doing something I like.”

“Good girl, you’re beginning to learn,” he grinned, slipping a finger in each of her holes, making her let out a little moan. She pushed her hips back against his fingers, greedily trying to take more inside her. “Now, let’s see,” he grinned, pulling his fingers out as she whimpered. “These plates of crusts and crumbs could’ve been taken down to the kitchen.” He slapped her ass a little harder, brushing his fingers across the stinging skin after. “The same with these wine glasses, they’ll need to be soaked.” Another sharp slap across her other cheek. She arched her back, biting hard into her lip, a long trail of honey running down her thigh. He loved how much she loved this.

He unbuttoned his pants, an excited breath squeaking out of her. He looked over the desk again, wanting to tease her a little more before getting his cock involved. “These books,” he stacked them one on top of the other. “The bookshelf is right next to your desk, dear.” Another sharp slap across her pale cheeks. “Nail enamel, old lyre strings, an empty tincture bottle and a half-empty one of body oil. My, my, Tav, you’ve been a very bad girl.” Four slaps across her ass, two per cheek.

“Fuck!” she grunted at the last slap, a long string of honey dangling from her sex. He knelt so he could catch it in his mouth, slurping his tongue against her lips as she trembled.

“You like being bad, don’t you?” He teased his fingers in her again, making her arch her back even more. He kissed every inch of her reddened skin, the coolness of his lips easing the sting. “It excites you.”

“I do like being bad,” she cooed, her hips wiggling slightly against his fingers. “It does excite me.”

“Good. The first step is admitting it,” he grinned, fingering her a little more, finally pulling his throbbing cock out of his pants with his free hand. He teased the head against her slick entrance, sliding the wetness up to her asshole. “You offered me this to forget about the mess, didn’t you?” He grinned, seeing the tight hole pucker at him again.

“I suppose I did,” she looked back at him hungrily. She didn’t particularly love anal herself, but she would welcome him however he wanted.

“Well then,” he added another finger inside her ass, warming her up for his thicker cock, lubricating it with some of her honey and the convenient bottle of oil she’d left. He spread her legs further apart, teasing his cock against her again before probing it in just a little. She clenched a little in anticipation, holding in her breath. “Relax, love,” he didn’t push any further yet. “Let that breath out.”

She did, letting her breath out slowly, looking into his loving eyes. She knew he would never cause her any pain in pursuit of his own pleasure. She inhaled deeply and then let it out slowly as he eased a little deeper into her tight hole. “Good girl,” he praised her, satisfied with this depth for now, sliding slowly in and out of her.

“Gods,” she trembled, gripping her fingers into the desk. It wasn’t as pleasurable as him inside her cunt, but the fullness of him inside her was a sensation of its own.

Each slow thrust she eased a little more, allowing him more of her depth, until his balls finally met her thighs. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he quivered against her as she took all his cock. He leaned against her, circling his hips inside her, the hand not guiding her hips rubbing across her clit.

“I need you,” she whimpered as he eased back to thrusting against her, her clit pounding. “I need you to fill every inch of me.”

“I’m going to fill you so full of cum, you’ll taste it in your throat,” he increased his pace a little, still being as gentle with her as possible.

“Yes, please, oh fuck,” she writhed against his hand on her clit, a short little climax squeezing out of her as he fucked her ass.

“You feel so good,” he moaned, his balls slapping gently against her soaked cunt.

“Please,” she breathed heavily, her climax flushing across her face. “I want to watch your cock fuck my ass.”

He smiled and eased out of her completely, her asshole gaping and still hungry for him. She grinned happily, kicking off her trousers, flipping over, and sitting on the edge of the desk so he could lift her hips. She gripped the edge with her fingers as he did, taking a sloppy kiss from his lips as he leaned over her. “Do you need a break? Water?” His tongue engulfed hers. He also knew her asshole didn’t offer much to her own pleasure and wanted to make sure she was still enjoying herself.

“Mmm,” she kissed his mouth again, leaning back and bracing herself. “I want to taste you in my throat,” she grinned, splaying her stockinged legs widely.

He grinned devilishly back at her, taking his cock back in his hand. He teased it against her entrance again, coating the head with more of her honey. She watched as he slid every inch back into her slowly. He guided her hips with one hand, returning the other to her clit, returning slowly to his previous pace. They grunted and moaned as he fucked her ass again, the tightness of her hole bringing his climax quickly, his balls vibrating against the desk as he filled her with his seed in one last thrust and groan. He kept himself inside her, looking into her eyes as she trembled, another climax ready if he pressed harder onto her clit. He pressed and rubbed her, ready to feel her muscles clench against him. “Fuck,” she squirmed, her filled asshole joined by a few of his fingers inside her cunt. “Oh fuck. I love you so fucking much,” she writhed, her legs bobbling wildly as she came again, her cries echoing up to the roof, her high pitched breaths following. “Fuck,” she sighed and slumped back against the desk, the top shelf digging her upper back. “You’re amazing.” His softening cock finally slipped out of her ass along with his cum, joining the puddle on the floor underneath them.

“I love you, even sitting among this mess,” he leaned over and kissed her deeply, gently rubbing her thighs. “Was that alright? Can I get you anything?”

“A bigger desk, for more mess,” she laughed, nipping his nose playfully with her teeth. “That was so amazing, love. I’m glad you came home when you did.”

“Me too,” he continued to massage and caress her, starting her aftercare. “I’m going to put you in a bath now and then perhaps we can go desk shopping at dusk, after we clean this all up of course. I’d like some space to be able to do some designing at home. Deal?”

“Deal,” she smiled.

He slid his fingers down her thighs, hooking them at the tops of her stockings, pulling them down her legs so he could get her fully undressed. He kissed her calves, the glistening of her cunt still distracting him. “One more, darling?” He asked, kneeling in front of her, licking his lips. He didn’t take her ass often and was always overly gracious when he did. He also hated seeing all that honey going to waste.

“Really?” She grinned, climbing off the desk, so the shelf wasn’t digging into her back. He almost always managed at least two out of her, three or above if he thought she needed more.

“It’s the time to start pampering you, my sweet, with our little elf growing inside you.” He tickled his fingers up her calves, planting kisses on her knees.

“As long as you still treat me like a dirty little slut from time to time too,” she grinned, planting a leg over his shoulder, offering him full access to her juicy cunt.

“Oh, I intend to breed you every night until you start to show,” he grinned, burying his face between her legs. He lapped up her sweet honey, catching a bit of his salty cum with it. “Do you know how to make salty honey tarts?” He grinned, his sympathy cravings returning again.

“I do,” she giggled as he left sucking kisses around her clit. “Something else you want to sample?” If he didn’t swallow any of the solid cravings he tasted, his stomach would cooperate for the most part.

“Mmmhmm,” he took another generous lap of her cunt.

“Can you…mmm,” she moaned as his mouth engulfed her, taking a handful of his curls in her fingers. “Oh…can you wait until…fuck…until Halsin gets here? Gods damn you. Uh. Fresh honey…tastes best and he..oh he always brings some…ohh.” She braced herself against the desk again as his tongue ravaged her. “Oh, Astarion, fuck, Gods,” she quivered as she came again, squeezing out a last river of honey into his mouth.

“It does taste best. I suppose I can wait,” he smiled up at her, his mouth and chin covered in her. She bent down to kiss him, pulling his face up, tasting a bit of herself on his lips.

“Did I mention that I love you?” She pinched his rosy cheeks. He got so pink when he was excited.

“When you were coming the second time,” he smiled. “Though I never mind when you repeat yourself.”

“I love you for the first one too then,” she kissed his forehead, smoothing the curls she’d mussed as she’d come. “Very ready for that bath now,” she stretched, pulling her shirt over her head. He stood up and pulled at the bow of her cotton bodice, loosening the top so she could slip it off as well. She tossed it onto her desk where she’d left her shirt, knowing he would chastise her for more clutter. Instead he circled his hands around her breasts, cupping them gently.

“Are you tender yet?” He asked, brushing his thumbs across her nipples. “They are already the slightest bit swollen.”

“Oh are you a pregnancy expert now?” her face blushed. They were a little tender.

“I borrowed a book from the nursery while we were at the enclave yesterday,” he planted a little kiss on each excited nub. “Your milk won’t come for a few more months. I’m going to have to make you a whole new wardrobe.”

“Thank you Dr. Ancunin,” She teased and gave him a gentle peck on the cheek.

“Take down your hair so I can wash it,” he requested as she headed towards the ladder to the ground floor. “I’ll get your bath started.”

She climbed down the ladder, padding to the kitchen naked to look for a snack, pulling at her messy braid. He went to the bathroom to start her bath, pulling out some bottles for cleansing her hair, scrubbing her feet, and softening her face. She would be getting a full spa day experience, he decided. He took a moment to wash his cock, the post-cum tenderness gone for it. Given their shared libidos, it would be in use soon enough. He rolled up his sleeves, testing the water temperature of the copper tub with his hand. She lingered in the doorway, chewing on a bit of dried fruit. “You’re spoiling me,” she patted his head lovingly. He was sat on a stool beside the tub, his tray of bottles set out and ready for her.

“No more than you do me,” he gently caressed her leg again.

They loved to bathe one another or together. It was a place to be naked and vulnerable and taken care of. He began to cup water over her skin after she’d climbed in, caressing her softly. He’d learned so much from her own care of him. Being able to do the same for her made him incredibly happy. “Dunk your hair please, my love,” he asked. His strict routines for her, keeping her on task and schedule just scratched that little itch of control that he needed after a lifetime with only compulsions from his master.

He massaged some shampoo into her wet hair, sudsing her copper locks and cleansing her scalp. “Mmm,” she let out a sigh as his fingers tingled her head. “Any more pregnancy facts you can share?” She grinned. She was pleased he was as invested enough in this pregnancy to be both informed and have sympathy symptoms, despite the fact they wouldn’t be keeping the child. They were almost certain Halsin would want to raise it, but they still had to prepare for the possibility.

“You might notice some hair loss,” he replied, motioning for her to dunk her head again to wash away the shampoo. “But you have plenty of it.”

“What if I go completely bald?”

“I will shine up your little head until even I can see my reflection,” he teased, moving on to her facial. He swiped the blue-tinted mask across her skin, leaving it to dry and moved behind the tub to massage her neck and shoulders. She hunched and craned her neck during her work so often, her muscles were always tight here. “You’ll be in here, a lot, between morning sickness and bladder pressure later on. So you’d better help me keep it tidy.”

“But I’ll be pregnant,” she whined playfully.

“You’ll be more emotional…than usual,” he teased, moving down to her feet as she made a face at him. He scrubbed them one at a time, massaging her soles and flexing and pulling her toes a little. “You might feel a little more stiff and sore, so you need to go easy with all your little acrobatics.”

“The wheelbarrow was probably how I got pregnant,” she grinned, the memory of both Halsin and Astarion holding her legs aloft, filling her with cum, making her stir yet again. “What about the extra horniness?”

“Throughout the duration, dear,” he bit into his lip deviously.

“The neighbors will be sure to complain again then,” she laughed as his fingers tickled her foot slightly.

“Are your feet ticklish too?” His smile twisted, his fangs showing even more. He hadn’t tickled her into a fit of giggles for a while.

“No…” she lied, knowing what that smile was thinking. “Don’t you dare.”

He seized on her immediately, tickling her soles with his fingers, making her kick her feet.

Water splashed everywhere, but he didn’t care. She was already getting pulled out of the tub eventually so she could ride him on the floor. The extra horniness was one of his most prominent sympathy symptoms too. He tickled his way up her body, his shirtsleeves soaked. She laughed and thrashed against him, yelling “but my weak pregnancy bladder!”

He relented when he reached her head, pulling her in for a kiss as she caught her breath. She pulled at his shirt, desperate to get it off. “Nine months of this?” She bit her lip as he peeled his wet shirt off, seeing the hunger in her eyes as well. He hurriedly spread a towel out for them as she climbed out of the tub, pressing him to the floor and straddling him. Her wet fingers pawed at his pants, eager for the bulge inside them. He took control of his buttons with a grin.

“Can you wipe the mask off, dear, so I don’t feel like I’m getting fucked by a drow?”

“You wouldn’t fuck Drizzt?” She teased, reaching for a small towel.

“Who wouldn’t?”

“But I am Lolth’s Chosen,” she did her best impression of Minthara’s gravely voice, wiping the mask away. Her skin was bright and radiant underneath, bringing out her freckles a little more. “You’re going to fill me full of your sticky webs and put even more children in me.”

“Alright, I want a divorce,” he joked as he made a face at her. Without even a lick of the tip, as she normally did, she managed his entire length in one quick motion of her head, angling her throat to take what couldn’t fit in her mouth. She pulled her lips slowly back, leaving a long trail of saliva on her chin as she looked up a him.

“I think all the retching has made me lose my gag reflex temporarily,” she grinned. “Still want a divorce?”

He didn’t have time to answer, the moan he made as she swallowed him again sounding more like a second marriage proposal. She sucked him until he was trembling, then climbed back up his body, mounting him without another word. This was a quick and urgent fuck, no prolonged teasing aside from her mouth. Their long, drawn out sessions were great, but sometimes they just needed to fuck. She grinded on him in a dizzying rhythm, her wet hair slapping against her skin. The soaked towels underneath them squished, as his cock swirled around her wet cunt, the wet sounds punctuated by their moans. They spoke and talked dirty during their longer forays, helping him stay present and active with her. These quickies they just listened to their bodies, moans, and breaths. They knew each other too well.

Her sharp, urgent breaths told him she was close, but needed something more, so he thrusted his hips against her a little harder. She squeezed a little more as he slid out of her, keeping his cock engaged and milking his climax closer to hers. Her flurry of swears, meant she was now there, her body going slightly slack as her head swam. Her high pitched cries told him he’d gotten her g-spot too. She collapsed onto his chest as he pulled her hips down, filling her with his seed again with guttural cries. They snuggled happily together despite the cold tile floor, slowing their breaths together. She nuzzled up his neck, reaching his lips for another kiss. “Do you think one thousand orgasms during this entire pregnancy is a reasonable goal?”

“For both or just you?” He grinned. She raised her eyebrow at him like he didn’t need to ask. “With Halsin’s help?” He smirked, pulling her in for another kiss before they dried off and set to work cleaning the messes they’d made. “Very likely.”

#astarion #astarion x tav #ao3 #astarion ancunin #tavstarion #astarion x tav x halsin #daddy Astarion

[vacantgodling]

re. about

ren (or rimz for cool kids). he/him. twenty five. black. queer. neurodivergent.

i'm redoing this because i'm losing steam (thanks work) and i'm pulling back on a lot of projects to mostly focus on things that make me personally happy. as is the nature of my brain, i will still jump back and forth between projects when i lose the flow for another, but i’ve narrowed my important wips down to just three main ones. other projects are currently being shelved, or put to the side as half baked ideas that i still need to keep in the oven before i introduce them to anyone formally.

(so if you don’t see a wip listed in the wips tab, it’s either shelved indefinitely or i want to work on it on my own for a bit. you can ask me about my other wips if you know/remember them but i can’t guarantee i’ll answer about them at this time. this also doesn’t mean i won’t ramble about them when i feel like it.)

important sideblogs = no pressure to follow just fyi

@babylonsfalling -> all my fandom and other nonsense goes here

@todazzlingreading -> this is a personal checklist for things i want to read by y’all that i don’t have time or spoons to get to at the moment i see it. once i read a post there i’ll delete it from that blog and rb it over here with any comments in the tags :3

to find my art commissions, please look here: https://www.tumblr.com/vacantgodling/715216537870532608/commissions-are-open

re. disclaimers / interaction

i mainly write fantasy; it’s a broad overarching label that covers all of my interests and it’s my first love in writing. horror and horror adjacent elements always make an appearance in my works. i emphasize complex mlm relationships and male leads, and romance is a great love of mine as you’ll notice from the king of my current wips. worldbuilding is also a great love of mine. i also love writing smut and talking about my characters having sex.

as such some disclaimers: following me is a very much curate your own experience. i don’t want to hold back talking about adult and mature themes so if you’re uncomfortable with anything i talk about i’d just suggest you unfollow lol nothing personal.

i’m open to asks and talking about anything but there’s no pressure. anons are always cool. i’m probably not gonna do writing based tag games too too much bc writing has been nonexistent lately but character asks or ramble ones i will do :)

also, as a personal ask: please do not refer to any of my characters as babygirl or girlie(s). shit makes me squick thanks.

re. main wips

linked are the main tags & once i finish the wip intros for paramour and tcol (revamping them) i’ll link them as well. feel free to ask to be on the taglist for any of these (i’m going to do better with these) — taglists will be activated for all writing and official posts. this won’t include ask games or random babbling.

PARAMOUR || “saved” from an imminent social death through arranged marriage, HYACINTHUS SHRAPNEL is whisked away to The Chateau aux Aisles D’or, where an unlikely sexual relationship with his butler AMON leads to far more than he bargained for.

THE CHRONICLES OF LATHSBURY (check out the crash course HERE) || The Aegean Guild of Explorers, led by the mysterious newcomer to Lathsbury Madja Fandel welcomes its newest contingent after the guild bid: PIPER FAIRWIND a MBW with a fighting spirit and desire for money and glory, DEUX UNDERSHIELD a naive protector seeking answers for her brother’s spurn, SANDRA “SAN” DEARBORN a vicious hunter with a chip on their shoulder, CLEAR BRIGHTENDALE a medic with a host of dark secrets, and FORTE SYMPHONIA a ranger seeking his own destiny, are as ready as they’ll ever be to enter the fray, to conquer the mysterious and dangerous LABYRINTH. Forces that have been in motion since before their lives even began are finally reaching their peak, and the five of them will have to use everything they’ve learned and then some to stay alive.

re. navigation

talking -> musings and personal thoughts

about renjamin -> insight to me / who i am

ren analysis -> when i get meta about my wips

ren mix -> a treasure trove of my music taste

ren polls -> any polls i make

ren reads -> for my ramblings and analysis as i try to get back into books

friends tag -> talking with friends or boosting my friends work

others work -> boosting other writeblrs work

hall of fame -> praise / things that make me happy that i want to keep

ren writing -> all of my writing in one place

ren poems -> all of my poems in one place

ren fic -> all of my fandom related writing in one place

ren art -> all my art

q eh you eh -> queue

sex mention -> tag for any sexual content.

worldbuilding -> all of my worldbuilding notes across all my wips

find the word tag -> for this game specifically so i can find it

last line tag -> for this game specifically so i can find it

ren hot cakes -> specifically for my overly opinionated opinions

writing recap -> tracking my writing journey so i can hold myself accountable

#writeblr #re intro #writeblr intro #about renjamin

[animatewarriorcats]

Feel free to ignore this because I know your inbox gets flooded but if I wanted to commission you to make more canon warrior designs (paying you to post more I guess) is that something you would accept?

I don't know to be honest. I really like that I do these out of driven interest in the series, and while in concept compensation to continue that sounds beneficial, in practice I have a lot of difficulty when it comes to commissions to work out of guilt and obligation (always doing my best work of course) but involving a specific monetary attachment to art I make changes the motivation for me significantly. In full disclosure, paying me for specific canon designs may make this project feel daunting at best, or drive me away from working on it at all at worst. Some people out there will have experienced this phenomenon before, but as an adult newly diagnosed with ADHD I am just figuring out what works best for me in terms of financial compensation, and just employment in general. It turns out, I don't work that well as an independent contractor artist! Just functionally, getting work out when the motivation isn't out of interest, passion or fun, has been really difficult in the past. That does also mean that sometimes the interest is preoccupied by other things, and uploads on this blog lag for a while. I have run a queue in the past but once the queue runs out as it always inevitably does we all just have to wait until my interest swings back around again. And it will, I've been hyperfixated on warriors for a long time now, and despite how many times I say 'this year I'll move on' I just haven't yet lmao. There are too many things that I still want to make that outweigh the negative downsides this specific fandom often has, so I am pretty sure I am in cat hell for the long haul.

This is also not to say that no one can ever request canon cats from me, they have, and I have made lists for requests in the past and completed some of them as inspiration strikes. But I prefer to keep it as a suggestion box and complete those as I get ideas for them, as I think that's how I do my best work on this blog.

All of that said, I do have a patreon that has been functioning as a tip jar for animation related expenses that I accrue as an independent who buys all my animation stuff out of pocket. That includes software licenses, hardware replacements like new tablets, maintenance and unfortunately now that patreon is also taxed, taxes. If you still want to help someone who is neurodivergent, making cat art, and still despite a lot of struggle effectively jobless, I always welcome people who want to contribute to the patreon. I used to try to do rewards, but as this post has already described, that became problematic pretty fast, as I was promising things that I am functionally unable to keep up with in a way that is also healthy for me. So there are things that I upload there as part of my workflow that are behind the scenes works in progress and early uploads, but when it comes to rewards I know I am not the most exciting patreon to subscribe to and I just want people to know that up front. It works best when the monetary compensation is as removed from the final product as possible, otherwise I just get locked up in too much shame.

That was a longer post than I anticipated, I hope that answers any questions regarding commissioning canon designs!

#Ask #FAQ #I really should have a faq page for this blog #someday I will organize one haha #anonymous

[duckprintspress]

Meet the Contributors to Our Next Anthology!

The time has come: we're ready to share the contributor list for our forthcoming anthology Aim For The Heart: Queer Fanworks Inspired by Alexandre Dumas's "The Three Musketeers"!

For this collection, 15 artists and 21 authors have created fanart, original art, fanfiction, and original fiction inspired by the adventures of Athos, Porthos, Aramis, and d'Artagnan. We have been hard at work on this anthology since last fall, and we're anticipating a crowdfunding launch in late spring or early summer. We'll have lots of teasers, excerpts, a cover reveal, merchandise announcements, and more to come, but first - meet the creators!

Artists

Aceriee: Hi! I’m Aceriee and I draw sometimes. I’ve been drawing all my life, but after falling into the Supernatural fandom in 2014 I’ve mostly focused on fanart. (Instagram | Tumblr | Twitter)

Cris Alborja: I’m an illustration and comic artist from Spain. I’ve got a nursing degree, but I decided to pursue my passion. I have studied Illustration at EASD Pablo Picasso in A Coruña and comics at O Garaxe Hermético in Pontevedra. I have done cover art for an anthology called Infiniteca by Retranca Editorial and comics for Altar Mutante, Nai dos Desterrados, and Abraxas en Cuarentena fanzines, as well as in Gaspariño 21 by Retranca Editorial. (Instagram)

bloomingtea: Téa is a hypothetical writer and artist, a professional procrastinator, and a merch hoarder. When they aren’t working on personal projects, they moderate zines and bake the same loaf of bread over and over again. From their pile of WIPs, they’ve managed to self-publish one book and are currently working on other manuscripts to eventually release into the world. Until then, they remain the worst gamer on Twitch and like to spend their free time ranting about books and thinking about fictional lawyer video games. (Personal Website | Twitter)

C: A massive drinker of coffee and a lover of old TV shows and movies, C is a small-time concept artist and illustrator who likes to dabble in all things literature and history. When she’s not busy drawing and nodding along to Bruce Springsteen while researching the Kentucky Cave Wars, she’s trying to save up for grad school to become to a forensic artist so she can draw some more. (Tumblr)

Amy Fincher: Amy Fincher (she/her) is a producer and artist with over a dozen years of experience in the video game and animation industries. She has contributed to various AAA and indie titles, including the Civilization, XCOM, and Skylanders series. Amy is currently working on Open Roads as Executive Producer. When the mood strikes and time allows, she teaches art classes and takes on art commissions on the side. Her hobbies include learning aerial silks, collecting aesthetically pleasing empty containers, looking at shiny rocks, and taking very long naps.

Kou Lukeman: Kou Lukeman is an artist, composer, writer, and video-game developer. His long-term goal is to someday lead a video-game company that makes video games by queer and neurodivergent people. Kou identifies as queer, neurodivergent, and is proud to be both. He is an avid Final Fantasy 14 player, a huge Kingdom Hearts fan, and video games have inspired Kou to create from a very young age. While his main creative interests tend to be in queer and neurodivergent horror, Kou also dabbles in fantasy as a genre. He is currently working on releasing his first few games and a graphic horror novel about neurodiversity and queer people in society. (Instagram)

Giulia Malagoli:

Giulia Malagoli (she/they) got into art because of generally friendly competition with a classmate in middle school, and now she has an entire Bachelor’s Degree in Concept Art to show for it. 

For about ten years, she has been hopping through fandom spaces—from video games, to comics, to movies and TV series—and has drawn inspiration from each of them for both fan and original art. The result is a passion for character design and for art that weaves a story into its visuals, with a whole lot of feelings about the role of The Narrative to boot. 

To chase this passion Giulia has moved from their home country of Italy to the United Kingdom and back again. They now work as a freelance illustrator with enthusiasm, always scraping some time at the end of the day to keep up with fandom friends. (ArtStation | Twitter)

MidnightSilver: I’m MidnightSilver (They/Them). I’m a freelance artist who specialises in fandom art, most often inspired by Supernatural the TV show, and I can usually be found illustrating stories for independent authors—my favourites are those that combine adventure/magic/horror with a boatload of feels! As a bi, non-binary, mixed-race person, I don’t believe in restrictive boundaries, and I love tales that highlight diversity and freedom of expression while at the same time incorporating the fantastical and magical elements that I fell in love with when reading stories as a child. It’s my aim to take all the many wondrous worlds and people with whom we visit when lost in book pages at 2 o’clock in the morning and to share them with you in visual form. It’s a project I never tire of pursuing. (Archive of Our Own | deviantArt)

Queen Sponge Studios: Thanks for reading my bio! My name is Sponge, and I use they/them pronouns! I am currently studying for a Game Arts degree through online courses at SNHU. Along with working at a thrift store, I enjoy working on projects with others. Based in Northern Wisconsin, I majorly entertain myself through art and media pertaining to it. On the long list of my hobbies, I enjoy staying active as well as collecting. I am an avid, crazed Sanrio fanatic with a long list of fandoms dating all the way back to when I was ten. I may be more reserved, but I love making new connections through creation! Meeting like-minded individuals working toward a common goal has been the most fulfilling experience I have had to date. As a young artist, I have dabbled in vending at conventions, game art, and selling my own merchandise online. I hope to one day fully chase after my ambitions of artistry full-time through a studio! Thank you for your support and interest in my work! (Etsy | Instagram | TikTok)

Jennifer Smith: Smith has been drawing since a young age. With a focus in traditional drawing techniques, she has recently started using digital mediums to imitate traditional styles. Her focus is in portraiture and landscapes, especially with watercolor. You can find more of her art on her Tumblr. (Tumblr)

Toby.exe: Freelance Animator and Illustrator based in the UK. He/They LGBTQ+ friendly little goblin who plays excessive amounts of DnD and loves to play Live Action Roleplay events all over the country! If I am not at home drawing, I am out and about playing a variety of fantasy characters in the woods and hitting people with silly foam swords. (Personal Website | Instagram | Patreon | Twitter)

Jupiter V: Hailing from Kjipuktuk/Halifax, Nova Scotia (that’s in Canada), Jupiter V is an artist, musician, and creative crackerjack with a career spanning over a decade. Cutting their teeth designing award-winning gig posters, they’ve gone on to illustrate for film, graphic fiction, children’s literature, and more. At times, they have been caught painting murals at the circus (?!) and whooping their child mercilessly in Rivals of Aether. 

Jupiter is currently toiling away at their next graphic work of fiction, Wizards 99k, as we speak. (Instagram)

Amy Alexander Weston: Alex, AKA foxymoley, (she/her) is best described as a jack of all trades, but practices digital art more than anything else. She just wants to make things and change the world for the better. (Archive of Our Own | Instagram | Tumblr)

Amalia Zeichneren: Amalia Zeichnerin (she/her) lives in Hamburg, Germany. She is a disabled queer woman with a chronic illness and lives in a polyam polycule. Amalia mostly writes original fiction (SFF, cosy Victorian mysteries, Queer Romance) in German and has also one English Star Wars fan fiction on AO3, with one of her favorite shippings, StormPilot. Amalia also likes to draw and paint, especially fantasy world maps, character portraits, and sometimes also fanart. Amalia’s hobbies include pen-and-paper RPG and LARPing; these also have inspired some of her writing and artworks. (Linktree)

Jagoda Zirebiec: Hiya! I’m Jagoda or MizuShiba. I am a game dev artist currently working on a few unannounced titles. In my spare time I love to join collaborative projects like this, or charity Zines. This is my first project with DPP and hopefully not last! 

I’m located in Poland and currently live here with my family. Aside from art, I’m interested in collecting dice and playing ttrpgs with friends. (ArtStation | Tumblr | Twitter)

Authors

Len Amin: Len Amin was brought up living between worlds in her small suburban town in the Midwest throughout the year, and summering frequently to visit her Palestinian Family living in the West Bank. Her family is larger-than-life in true Arabian fashion, including a very prissy puppy named Charles who refuses to sleep alone and chews up all of her sister’s barbie dolls. Though never quite feeling like she belonged in either world, she instead fell in love with the stories with the people that resided in these places—how the humanity can be found so effortlessly if one just delved that bit deeper into someone’s “once upon a time.” Etching down words into her flower-printed journals and shuffling a fresh spread from her star-printed tarot deck for her friends were always her way to connect to someone and to open up that channel of understanding. Len is now about to hit her mid-twenties, and has nothing to lose as she strives for her Social Work degree while also focusing on her true passion of writing her first full-length novel. You can find the updates on her writing journey, and support her endeavors on her Tumblr page. (Archive of Our Own | Tumblr | Twitter)

Aria L. Deair: Aria L. Deair is an author who has been writing and (while cursing her excessive comma usage) publishing fanfiction online for more than sixteen years. Freelance writer by day and author every other hour that she isn’t sleeping, she spends her days courting carpal tunnel and “forgetting” to wear her wrist brace.

As a proud member of more fandoms than she can count, Aria can be found blogging about some of the writing that she is avoiding doing at arialerendeair.tumblr.com.

Like a dragon with her hoard, she can be found in her New Hampshire apartment, surrounded by notebooks (most of which are empty), half-filled mugs of tea, and some of the comfiest blankets that have ever existed. Disturb her at your own risk, especially during NaNo Season. (Discord: Dragon#5555 | Tumblr | Twitter)

E. V. Dean: E. V. Dean is a writer with a decade of fanfiction writing under her belt. She’s embarking on her original fiction adventure with the angst tag kept within arm’s reach. Her favorite excuse not to write is watching Jeopardy. (Instagram | Tumblr)

Rhosyn Goodfellow: Rhosyn Goodfellow is an author of queer romance and speculative fiction living with her spouse and two dogs in the Pacific Northwest, where she is sad to report that she has not yet mysteriously disappeared or encountered any cryptids. Her hobbies include spoiling the aforementioned dogs, drinking inadvisable amounts of coffee, and running unreasonably long distances very slowly. She’s secretly just a collection of loosely-related stories dressed up in a meat suit. (Personal Website | Instagram | Mastodon | Tumblr | Twitter)

Catherine E. Green: Catherine E. Green (pronouns: xe/xem/xyr or they/them/their) is an agender person, one who’s had an on-again, off-again love affair with writing. Xe began writing when xe was a wee thing, when xyr other major pastimes were playing xyr mother’s NES and roughhousing with the boys next door. It’s only in the past few years that they have begun writing consistently and publishing their writing, fanfiction and original writing alike, leading to their first published short story titled “Of Loops and Weaves.” 

Outside of writing, xe is a collector of books and sleep debt and an avid admirer of the cosmos. Playing video games, reading a variety of fiction genres (primarily fantasy, queer romance, and manga and graphic novels of all kinds), and working on wrangling their own personal data archiving projects occupy most of their free time. Xe has also started meeting up with a local fiber arts group and is excited to be crocheting xyr first scarf.

J. D. Harlock: J.D. Harlock is a Syrian-Lebanese-Palestinian writer and editor based in Beirut. In addition to his posts at Wasifiri, as an editor-at-large, and at Solarpunk Magazine, as a poetry editor, his writing has been featured in Strange Horizons, Star*Line, and the SFWA Blog. You can always find him on Twitter and Instagram posting updates on his latest projects. (Instagram | Twitter)

A. L. Heard: A. L. Heard is an aspiring writer from Pittsburgh. She’s been writing fanworks for over a decade and self-published her first novel, Hockey Bois, in 2021. Some of her short stories have been published through the indie press Duck Prints Press, where she also contributes as an editor. Ultimately, though, she spends her free time writing about characters she adores in worlds she’d like to explore: contemporary romance, historical fiction, science fiction, and fantasy. In between writing projects, she works as a language teacher, plays hockey, tours breweries with her boyfriend, and spends her evenings playing dinosaurs with her two sons. (Instagram | Twitter)

D. A. Hernández: AKA Mitch, an author who works as a teacher, reads fanfiction compulsively, tells anyone who will listen about their weird dreams, takes long naps, and once in a while manages to write a story or two. You can find another of their stories in the Duck Prints Press anthology She Wears the Midnight Crown. 

Mitch’s playlist includes metal, pop, electronic, bluegrass, reggaeton and cumbia. (Twitter)

R. L. Houck: R. L. Houck (she/her) still has one of the first stories she ever wrote, all the way back from elementary school. It was about flightless penguins reaching the sun and was a good indication of her boundless imagination and her love of animals. The latter became a full-time veterinary career; the former keeps her occupied with fanfiction and original fiction in her downtime. 

She’s sometimes found wandering the woods around her house in Virginia with her dog. If not there, she’s sitting on the couch, catching up on a Netflix series, and smothered by her five cats. Sometimes, there’s even space for her wife. (TikTok)

Lucy K. R.: Lucy K.R. (she/her) is technically in existence. Every time she is free, she writes. Sometimes when she is not free she also writes. This has occasionally created problems. She is fortunate to be supported (read: enabled) by her enthusiastic fiancée Tomo, a loving OG family, and a lively found family as well.

Eager for a change after a decade of waitressing, Lucy K.R. took the chance in March of 2021 to make her first steps into the world of published work. Prior to the success of the largely-fabricated German translation of the short-story found in this collection, ‘die Karaoke-Königinnen’, she was best known for her work on Mageling: Rise of the Ancient Ones and in the Duck Prints Press anthologies “And Seek (Not) to Alter Me” and “She Wears the Midnight Crown”.

In her stories, Lucy K. enjoys writing evil ideas as gently as possible, portrayed through unexpected lenses. She would like to acknowledge that she has never written a biographical statement that did not turn out weird, beg your indulgence, and express her hope that you enjoy her work in this anthology. The people at Duck Prints Press have been a delight, and she is deeply grateful to be included! (Personal Website | Twitter)

Aeryn Jemariel Knox: Aeryn Jemariel Knox first identified as a writer in second grade. With both parents involved in theater and a house full of bookshelves, they grew up surrounded by stories, and as soon as they could hold a crayon, they felt the urge to tell their own. In 2001, they discovered the wide and wonderful world of fanfiction; since then, they have gone by Jemariel in fandom spaces across the internet, engaging with their favorite media and communities in the best way they know. Previous fandoms include Harry Potter, Star Trek (The Original Series), Torchwood, and BBC’s Sherlock, but their most prolific writing and strongest community ties are in the Supernatural fandom. Now, nearly a decade after their last original fiction attempt, Aeryn is eager to explore the wider writing word. 

A native of Portland, Oregon, Aeryn currently lives in the suburbs with their husband and 16-year-old cat. For a day job, they work as a tech writer and general paper-pusher for an energy drink factory. Their favorite stories, both to tell and to read, are stories about love, identity, and magic. (Archive of Our Own | Tumblr)

Annabeth Lynch: Annabeth Lynch is a genderfae (she/they), bisexual author who writes mostly queer stories, preferring to write marginalized characters finding love. She lives in North Carolina with her husband, daughter, and two very overweight cats. (Facebook | Instagram)

Sebastian Marie: Sebastian Marie (he/him) is an engineering student with a penchant for writing off-the-wall fantasy, darkly comedic prose, and sickeningly indulgent short stories. He has a lot of opinions about dragons, pirates, and sword fighting. Track him down on Ao3 and he’ll share these opinions through fanfiction for various fandoms including BBC Merlin, The Mechanisms, and Our Flag Means Death. His original works often combine fantasy and dystopia into what he calls “queer fantasy hopepunk,” something that will be explored in his future novels. He loves to write conflicting traditional and non-traditional family dynamics, especially where they intersect with queer relationships. And if he can throw werewolves and brujas into the mix? So much the better. When not writing, frantically studying dirt, or reading, he can be found singing loudly, sewing impractical coats, playing Dungeons and Dragons, and going on long rambling walks while plotting stories (and occasionally falling into rivers). 

This is his second time writing for Duck Prints Press, having previously contributed to She Wears the Midnight Crown. This brings his grand total of published works up to two! He’s looking forward to more, as soon as he gets some sleep. (Archive of Our Own | Tumblr)

Nova Mason: Nova Mason spent a significant portion of her childhood fantasizing about dragons, spaceships, and other worlds. She is now, allegedly, a grown-up, with two kids, and more varied interests. Dragons, spaceships, and other worlds are still pretty high in the list, though.

Sage Mooreland: Sage Mooreland (they/them) is a city-dwelling gremlin from Chicago. They are embarking on the adventure that is their 40s equipped with three amazing partners, one very ridiculous eighteen-year-old biological offspring, and a fleet of teenagers and twentysomethings that adopted them through work over the last several years. Sage put themselves through the torture of grad school, and now holds a Bachelor’s in English and a Master’s in English and Creative Writing – Fiction, to which they say, “Now I have expensive pieces of paper that make it seem like I know what I’m talking about.” 

Sage has been writing since they were wee small, entering their first writing contest in fifth grade/at ten years old. In high school and college, they made small offerings to school literary magazines, and have done eighteen years of National Novel Writing Month. As their writing career grows, they hope to provide stories that are entertaining, caring, inclusive of all, and full of the stuff of which dreams are made. 

D. V. Morse: D. V. Morse (she/her) is a writer of fantasy and science fiction, generally (though not always) with some romance in there somewhere. She’s been in various aspects of healthcare for a couple of decades, most recently nursing. A lifelong New Englander who has been writing for as long as she can remember, she loves to find the liminal spaces in the local landscape and find the stories lurking within. She also loves playing with fiber arts, cycling through knitting, crochet, cross-stitch, and blackwork. She has also contributed to “Stand Where You’re Afraid,” in I Am the Fire, a limited edition charity anthology by a collective of SF/F romance authors raising funds for the National Network of Abortion Funds. (Carrd | Blog | Twitter | Facebook )

MouMouSanRen: MouMouSanRen (she/her) was born and raised on unceded Matinecock territory in what is now known as Flushing, New York. She has been published in multiple non-fiction magazines including Polygon. Aim for the Heart is her fiction debut. She resides in her native Queens, practicing martial arts and taking care of her dogs. (Twitter)

J. D. Rivers: J. D. writes speculative fiction where they fall deeply and madly in love and find a dead body, not necessarily in that order.

She collects hobbies as others collect books and has an unhealthy addiction to watching competitive cooking shows.

J. D. lives close to the woods with her husband and the cutest dog in the world. (Personal Website | Twitter)

Veronica Sloane: Veronica Sloane has authored a novel, several short stories, some poetry, and twenty-two years worth of fanfic. She lives with one lovely spouse, one rambunctious clever child, and one sleepy cat. (Archive of Our Own | Tumblr)

Shea Sullivan: Shea Sullivan is a life-long writer living in upstate New York. As a late-blooming queer person, she enjoys writing about complex characters coming into themselves and finding comfort in being exactly who they are.

Shea’s day jobs in computer programming and middle management have molded her into the patient, sarcastic, big-hearted, frustrated human she is today, but it’s what she does outside the 9-5 that really excites her. When she’s not writing, she can be found painting, napping, making quilts, watching documentaries, and trying not to adopt more animals, usually with a cup of tea in hand.

Xianyu Zhou: Xianyu Zhou is a translator and aspiring garment and plushie cloning specialist hailing from a coastal city in the tropics. Despite staying a 20-minute drive away from the nearest beach, they have yet to visited one, preferring to dwell in their darkened room luminated by a table lamp and ever-shifting RGB of a CPU fan. They have the tendency to accidentally wander into new and exciting forays such as joining Duck Prints Press (and enjoying it!), learning to sew (stitching and unstitching the same part of a “coaster” for the nth time) and working on their language skills (watching shows to scruntinize take notes about how their subtitles are written). 

Xianyu’s contribution to the anthology is their first publication, and they have reportedly made a party hat for their computer to celebrate the occasion. 

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