#haya: prompts

[hayatheauthor]

Arab/Desi Writing Prompts Part 5

Hear me out-

We've all seen those soulmate tattoo writing prompts where their soulmate's name appears as a tattoo on their wrist/they have a matching symbol tattoo on their wrist.

BUT what if this was Desi?

We already have a huge tradition about hiding your partner's name in your mehndi and they have to find it before the night ends. So what if we combined this tradition with the soulmate trope?

Even better- what if it was enemies to lovers? Scenario inspo:

The once joyful female protagonist stares at her wrist in horror as she realises the name forming in her mehndi pattern was that of her enemy.

She feels horrified and knows she has to hide her hand for the rest of the night, because if he sees it, they're bound for life (this also stems from our actual tradition, which states you're meant to be together if he finds his name).

The night is almost over and she is convinced she can leave the function hall and forget all about the name on her wrist, but suddenly someone catches her wrist, tugging on it and pulling her along with them.

She's ready to scream out and protest, but that's before she realises her assailant is none other than her enemy. Who is staring at his name with wide eyes.

A mere stare from him makes his name darker than the rest of her mehndi, sealing their fate.

(Protagonist name) was now bound to spend the rest of her life with (antagonist). The very man she was sworn to kill.

Extra points:

His name could be written in Hindi/Urdu depending on your characters' ethnicities.

You can also do this with Arab characters, but instead of mehndi you'd have to use henna, which is what they call mehndi.

You don't have to follow the 'plot' I created above. Maybe she finds out the name is of someone who is supposed to be dead. Maybe she thought the name would be her bf's but it's actually his brother's/best friend's/her ex.

Maybe it's HER best friend. Sapphic writing prompt 👀

You could either have the mehndi manifest on their hands at a certain age or have it happen at a certain date.

Prompt Masterlist

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[fields-of-ink]

Man I really wish to return here but I kinda have no idea what to talk about lol

Magicians of Sky and Sea is currently on hold but I am working on it.

Broken Wing is in its editing phase.

I'm writing a short story that I'll (hopefully) post on my website at the end of the month.

Next month I'm planning to join the Writober (will peer pressure help me in not stopping after 2 days? We shall see!).

November is NaNoWriMo time, like always. However I'll be working on editing one of my Italian novels.

So yeah... this is what I'm up to now.

i can definitely ramble about writing and ideas here though

#writing #haya's adventures in writing #hello im back for the umpteenth time #I WANT to stay here but I dunno what to talk about....... #maybe i should gather wbw prompts and use them to flesh out atosk and esner

[nocturnalrat]

Hihi, ik this is corny lol but could you do a fake dating scenario with 1610!miles where he uses the relationship to cover up his identity as spiderman and why he’s always gone ?

I LOVE THE FAKE DATING TROPE SO MUCH!

Thank you for the prompt! I added some childhood friends to lovers to this :) Hope you like it!

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Miles and you had been inseparable friends since childhood. Growing up, your families had lived in adjacent apartments, but circumstances forced your family to move to a more affordable neighborhood when you turned eight. Despite attending different schools, you remained friends throughout the years.

As fate would have it, you had come to suspect that Miles was none other than Spider-Man through your occasional encounters with the web-slinging hero. His unmistakable voice, his quirky sense of humor, and that distinctive laugh had given his true identity away.

Miles’ double life as a superhero kept him perpetually occupied. It had been a while since you had last hung out, but you were understanding of the situation. Keeping New York safe was not an easy task.

Each time you witnessed him soaring through the towering skyscrapers of the city, a smile appeared on your face. He was happy, and that was all that mattered to you.

On this particular day, as you were heading home from school, an unexpected event unfolded before your eyes. It was quite a comical sight – a shopping bag laden with groceries in Spider-Man’s hands, as if he were an ordinary citizen carrying out mundane tasks. But just as he exited the store, a car raced down the street at a dangerous speed, closely followed by a convoy of police cars.  

Without a moment’s hesitation, he dropped the shopping bag and leaped into action, joining the chase. Amused by the relentless chaos that seemed to follow Spider-Man wherever he went, you decided to do what any loyal friend would have done: You picked up his abandoned groceries and embarked on a mission of your own – to deliver them to his parents’ apartment.

It took you quite some time until you finally arrived at your destination. The sound of a heated argument echoed from the inside of Miles’ apartment. You hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do next.

“¡No puedo creer que te hayas olvidado de comprar los comestibles otra vez!” His mother’s voice rang out, filled with frustration.  

“Lo siento,” you heard Miles’ voice reply. “I just – I got distracted, and then forgot about the food entirely!”

“Distracted by what?” His dad sounded equally irritated. “You had one job!”

Technically, the poor kid has multiple responsibilities, you thought. That’s when you decided to step in and save the day. You knocked on the door, determined to help.  

The conversation abruptly fell silent. Miles opened the door, his expression a mix of surprise and bewilderment when he saw you.

"You left your groceries at my house," you said, attempting to convey with your gaze: Hey, I know you're Spider-Man, and I saw you drop your shit just to chase after a criminal. Step up your game.  

His father appeared in the doorway. When he recognized you, he smiled. "Oh, it's you. Miles, why didn't you tell me you were visiting a friend?"

You could see the gears turning in Miles' head. Then, to your own astonishment, he responded, "Girlfriend. Not friend."

A sudden crash of dishes on the floor interrupted the scene. Miles' mother stormed towards the door. "What did I just hear?"

You raised an eyebrow, silently questioning him. What the hell, Morales?

Thankfully, you and Miles had always possessed the unique ability to communicate without words.

His look pleaded: Play along. Please.

Who were you to let down a friend in need? If he needed the excuse of a girlfriend, then of course you would provide your assistance.

His father's jaw had dropped. He stared at you as if he were seeing you for the first time in his life.

"Yep!” you said cheerfully. “Girlfriend. We've been dating for..." You looked at him, seeking his support on the matter.

"For a while!" he rushed to say.

Not helpful, you thought.

"What do you mean 'a while'?" his mother inquired suspiciously.

"Nine months,” he said.

"NINE MONTHS?" Her shrill voice pierced through the room, making you cringe. "You've been dating a girl for nine months, and you're only telling us now? Come on in, dear, don't just stand there in the doorway!" She grabbed you by the shoulder and, before you could protest, you were dragged into the living room.

Oh, boy. This was going to be a disaster.

"That explains a lot," his father muttered, but it sounded more like he was talking to himself and thinking out loud. He patted Miles on the back. "You could have talked to me about it, kid. Although... I guess you're not a kid anymore, huh?" His tone turned sentimental and fatherly, and you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by the entire situation. You had to suppress the urge to grimace.

"Miles, don't just stand there like that, take your girlfriend's bag! She came all the way here because you're forgetful." His mother gave you a tense, yet warm smile. She probably would have reacted worse if Miles had introduced them to a complete stranger.

Miles, who suddenly seemed to remember that he had a role to play, hurriedly took the bag from you, putting it on the kitchen counter. When he returned, you could see him hesitate for a moment before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek.

Tame.

Well. You were in front of his parents, so displaying restraint seemed appropriate.

But if you were already doing him a favor, you wanted to have your fun with it.

With a mischievous grin, you took his hand in yours, and he looked at you with wide, somewhat panicked eyes.

"I don't understand why you didn’t tell us sooner,” his father said.

"Because you guys embarrass me," Miles murmured shyly.

"Embarrassing? Us?" His mother gave him a disapproving glare. Then, turning to you, she said, "Don't break his heart, yeah?”  

"Mom!" He whined, blushing.

His genuine reactions were delightfully innocent, and you couldn’t resist taking it a step further.

You threw both your arms around his shoulders and pulled him into a quick kiss. He was taller than you, and his hands instinctively wrapped around your waist. Caught off guard, his eyes widened as your lips met his.

His father cleared his throat, and his mother made a choked sound.

Grinning, you released him from the embrace.  

"I'm afraid I still have a lot of homework to do. I'll see you tomorrow, Miles. You guys have a great night, Mr. and Mrs. Morales!"

You left the apartment.

Miles ran after you and caught up with you on the street.

"You – what was that just now?" he exclaimed.

"I should be the one asking questions. Since when did I become your girlfriend?"

"I had to use that excuse!" He sounded contrite. "Sorry, it's just... They've been on my case for ages because I'm always busy and away from home."

"Don't worry about it." You gave him an encouraging smile. "I don't mind playing your girlfriend. Was that your first kiss just now?"

He flinched, embarrassment written all over his face. "No, I've kissed hundreds of girls. What are you talking about?"

"You're a pretty bad liar, Miles."

He puffed out his cheeks. "Fine. Yeah, it was my first kiss. Satisfied?"

"No, not yet. But it seems we'll have plenty of opportunities to practice kissing in the future."

Before he could say anything in response, you had already walked on, leaving an extremely perplexed and embarrassed Miles behind.

Well, you thought, this whole ordeal might actually be a nice distraction from my boring life.

You just had to be careful not to fall for him.

#miles morales x reader #miles x y/n #miles morales x y/n #miles x reader

[castawaycherry]

→ Hola! Soy yo de nuevo. Iba a ponerme en anon porque todavía me da algo de pena mandarte esto, pero no soy ninguna cobarde ahdjdk (?

Qué tal, el prompt 46 con Kuku & Enzo?

(puedes hacerlo o no, como tu quieras, gracias por todo tu trabajo! ♡)

Hola! que bueno que me mandaste algoo! y obvio lo voy a hacer! muchas gracias por el request

Warnings: smut

46- Algo no sexual que los prenda-

Enzo: Tus manos, le encantaba que siempre tuvieras las uñas hechas o pintadas, se acordaba de lo pequeñas que se sentían en comparación a las suyas. Cada vez que las veía se acordaba de lo suaves que se sentían contra su piel y de las marcas que dejaban tus uñas en su piel, amaba como se veían al rededor de su pene erecto con tus uñas recién hechas, esa vista podría hacer que se viniera en segundos.

Kuku: Tu estilo de vestir, era bastante opuesto al suyo, siempre traías puestos vestidos o faldas y medias largas (Las medias largas lo volvían loco) o algún top que acentuaba perfectamente tus senos y Esteban no podía parar de verte. Siempre que te veía usando medias largas y una falda no podía parar de pensar en abrirte de piernas y quedarse ahí comiendote por horas.

Espero que te haya gustado!! 🤍

#la sociedad de la nieve #society of the snow #enzo vogrincic #esteban kukuriczka #esteban kukuriczka smut #enzo vogrincic smut #lsdln smut

[vanillaxoshi]

Tanah:

Tanah was sitting in his room reading his tablet on the next mission they have. Apparently it was on Planet Gurunda to help those Cactus Tribe from a potential threat they are facing. He sighed to himself, he was feeling tired from all the situations going on right now but he believed he could not take a break right now.

You look like a zombie

Wait what?? 

Tanah tried to look up from his tablet but it felt like his face was frozen or maybe it was his whole body 

“Who are you??” 

Don’t you remember me?

That voice- it sounded familiar to him, was it-

“C-Cahaya?”

Hm?

“I-Is that r-really you?”

Who else if not your smartest sibling

“You- but how?”

You look disheveled and not to mention you used to prompt me on taking more rest

“….”

Cahaya sighed.

How about a good night sleep?

“I shouldn’t have allowed you to join that mission” 

…..

You didn’t know that

“I should have known…”

Tanah you’re a leader not a fortune teller

Stop blaming yourself for it

You did what you could 

“Then I should have done more! I should have protected you better!!”

Maybe this time I protected you guys , Cahaya chuckled that to himself

You’re the person I always look up for and am thankful for everything

“I wish I could have you back…”

I’ll always be with you even if you can’t see me

Cahaya’s body floats more near to Tanah as he tries holding his brother’s hand affectionately and crouches down in front of him 

So for once, listen to me and get some rest Abang 

Maybe like a spell worked on him? Tanah finds himself lying on the bed sleeping with his lips curled up in a soft smile. Cahaya looks at his hands, he still can’t touch or feel anything! Well he tried. He looks back at Tanah and smiles, maybe this would be first time he’s seeing his brother heading to bed first without checking on others

Sleep well Abang

Angin:

Cahaya finds himself ghosting around the station when he finally notices light coming out from a room. Weren’t that room Angin and Petir had temporarily? They’re definitely not of a person to stay awake that long. Cahaya gradually enters their room and the sight in front of him was……..quite surprising?

Angin was reading a file and it was written by him on light powers. There were more scattered papers on Sinarbot, level manipulation, energy transfer, revival and what not. Is that the research his brother had been doing from last two months?? (I think that’s how long you have put him in coma?) 

Amusing, the only word that ran on his head. Was he really his brother? Maybe not! 

Well none of his brother’s are sane since he left, he couldn’t take Angin as an exception could he? Thought the change was drafting!

You’ve got to be kidding me

Angin perked up on that. That voice-

You’re trying to use power sphere energy methods to cure me quickly 

“H-Haya?”

But you can’t just test that on me

“You test your experiments on us all of the time!”

There’s a difference 

I have experience but you don’t know

“I might get experience through this then?”

And what if you failed?

“…..”

Cahaya sighed, did his brother really had to lose common sense

I prefer a baking airhead over a maniac scientist 

“And I prefer a bragging, full of himself Cahaya over a quiet and lifeless one”

Angin…

“Sorry…” 

How about we do some experiments together after I wake up?

“F-For real?”

Yeah…

And I guess a bit baking too , mumbled Cahaya to himself 

Wait for a little while Angin~

“You sound scary Haya-“

“Huh?!”

Angin comes out of his trance. He looks around and calls out Cahaya’s name but he didn’t hear anything. He off’s his table light and flies off to his upper bunker bed. He lies there and and after days he was genuinely smiling to himself. 

“I hope you won’t make me you’re test subject in experiments baby brother”

Saying so Angin drifts off to sleep.

No promises~

Sleep well Abang

Cahaya felt a force pulling his body backwards and before disappearing he looks at the empty lower bed.

I am kinda sick right now….so I might take sometime for writing Petir’s part. 

Cahaya still being sassy despite being a type of ghost

Tanah you and your protection biz >:(

And Cahaya outright saying hey, i wanted to protect you guys. Quit it. How can i protect you guys if you protect me. Thats ridiculous

Angin's desperation of wanting Cahaya to wake up through research, i mean, they wont know when he'll wake up so it makes sense but Cahaya reassuring him is sweet so that angin could calm down and rest

Petir, oh i would want to know petir's part (pretty late for this response but get well soon!!)

#xoshi asks #xoshi answers #bbb septuplet au #ankssastro scenarios

[this-is-z-art-blog]

Hello, I’d like to join Eight Ecto Nights, however I’ve never celebrated Hanukah and I suppose I wanted to ask someone who actually has. I’ll do my own reserch of course, but you seemed like a good place to start.

Is there any particular traditions or little things your family does that you might not see on a wikipedia? Is the mood usually as jolly as Christmas or is it more sedated?

beyond that, is there anything you’d particularly like to see in this event?

I hope that makes sence 😆 thank you for answering my questions

Howdy! First of all, welcome aboard eight ecto nights :D

Second, absolutely feel free to ask me questions. I love talking about this stuff, and I know doing independent research can be overwhelming when you don't know what questions you're trying to ask. If you're looking for research help, chabad.org has a lot of the traditional details and laws (here's their hanukkah page), and myjewishlearning.com has a more modern/egalitarian bend (here's their hanukkah intro)- that said, I'm totally open to asks or dms, hit me up!

Now to actually answer your questions. Disclaimer, a lot of this is just my own experience, not universal or the only 'right' way to do it.

In my family we light the menorahs from oldest to youngest. We all have a favorite menorah we tend to light year after year, but we also collect them, and often have a small party on one of the later nights where we invite friends and family to come light with us, so it's handy to have extras on hand. We use the regular boxes of hanukkah candles you can get at any grocery store for most nights, but on the very last my dad gets these beautiful taller candles with gradients of color to use.

When the kids in our family were younger, we'd often sit on the floor in front of the candles after lighting to play dreidel (a kind of spun top with Hebrew letters standing for the phrase nes gadol haya sham, 'a great miracle happened there', around the sides; which side lands facing up determines the outcome of your turn), and my mom still gives out bags of gelt (chocolate coins, typically in bright foil, that you win and lose in a game of dreidel) most nights.

Some other odds and ends we do include covering the hanukkhia-lighting table in aluminum foil (fire safety) and giving out different jobs (like setting up the candles for everyone before we start).

I wouldn't describe it as "jolly", but I'm probably not the right person to ask to compare something to Christmas. It's a fun holiday for sure, and one of my favorites; you have the lights, the festive foods, the gifts and surprises, the time together. It's not just about that though; it's about survival, and standing up to oppression and religious persecution, so there are more serious elements to telling and thinking about the story. That said, it's a pretty minor holiday.

In terms of things I'd love to see, first and foremost I just want to see what people make! The point of open-ended prompts is interpretation, after all. Whether you draw the characters singing hanukkah songs, write about them making their own menorahs, sculpt a ghost-themed dreidel, or something entirely different, I'm excited to see it!

Also, I hope people have a good grasp of what a menorah looks like. A hanukkah menorah, or hanukkiah, has nine total candle or oil holders (either is good, but candles are more common than oil lights). The eight main ones are placed from right to left, and lit from left to right (ie, newest first) by the ninth, the shamash or helper light. The shape of the menorah can get creative, as long as the eight holiday lights are in a straight, level line and the shamash is set apart (usually taller).

As a last thought, it would be nice to see an effort at IDs for image-based posts for the event; it's not hanukkah specific, but I've been seeing them more and more in the phandom, and it's lovely to see folks learning and trying to make the community increasingly accessible!

Let me know if you have more questions, on or off anon, via ask or dm, I am here to help!

#eight ecto nights 2023 #danny phantom #dp events #judaism #not art #z.answer #anon #eight ecto nights

[pedripepinillo]

pedri as a first time boyfriend ( your my fav account )

pedri como novio primerizo:

advertencia: lectora fem.

- llevan poquito tiempo de ser novios, pues pedri apenas se pudo declarar ante vos unos cuantos meses atrás.

- él estaba muy nervioso porque realmente le gustabas mucho, eras la perfección hecha persona, o al menos eso era lo que pedri pensaba.

- su pedida fue simple pero linda, algo que a los dos les gustaba mucho.

- la relación caía más en el lado inocente <3

- eran cosas simples como tomarse de la mano mientras caminaban, abrazos medios, pasar la mano por tus hombros y acariciar tu cabello en cualquier situación.

- pedri te ama mucho, y vos a él también.

- con decirles que apenas su primer beso lo dieron hace una semana, pues ambos estaban tan nerviosos por aquello que lo prolongaron más de lo debido.

- los amigos de tu novio le hacían burlas por ser tan lento, por ir tan despacio en la relación, pero no podían culparlo, pedri no quería asustarte.

- elaborando en el beso,,,,

- no sabía dónde poner sus manos, creía que si las ponía en tu rostro sería algo urgido, pero en caso de ponerlas en tu cintura se veía algo atrevido.

- pepi nervioso ): </3

- afortunadamente fuiste más rápida que él, y agarraste sus manos para pasarlas por tu cuello. cosa que tu novio no paso desapercibido.

- tienen muchas citas lindas y simples, tales como ir a pasear a tu mascota al parque, o ver películas en el auto-cine, también les gusta hornear juntos y comer los resultados.

- ÉL DICE EL PRIMER “TE AMO”

- pasó cuando estaban teniendo una siesta luego de jugar videojuegos toda la tarde en casa de los gonzález

- tu cabeza se apoyaba en su pecho, las respiraciones de ambos sincronizadas, y las manos de pedri lentamente masajeaban tu espalda

- “¿estás cómoda?” preguntó en voz bajita, besando tu cabeza con suavidad.

- “mhm” ni siquiera pudiste responder en palabras de lo cansada que te encontrabas.

- él te miró por unos segundos, su corazón se sentía pleno, algo dentro de él le gritaba que vos eras la chica ideal, a pesar de llevar poco tiempo de novios pedri sabía que quería pasar el resto de su vida con vos.

- no eras solo su romance adolescente…

- “duerme bien, te amo”

- ni quiera lo pensó. las palabras salieron tan fluidas y espontáneas de su boca que no te diste cuenta de lo que dijo.

- “yo también te amo” respondiste más dormida que despierta.

- pedri estaba emocionado. podía sentir las mariposas en su estómago, una sensación que nunca le disgustó, pero que solo podía sentir con vos.

- lo apoyabas mucho con sus sueños, le encantaba que fueras a apoyarlo a los entrenamientos, donde usabas el jersey con su número.

- también lo presumías mucho en redes sociales, y él también a vos. te tomaba fotos desprevenida donde él sentía que te veías hermosa.

- tu familia ama a pedri!!! y él a ellos. literal lo adoptaron porque es el primer novio que tienes así que es muy muy importante

- y sabias que podía ser tu primer novio, pero querías que fuera el único.

nota: gracias por el pedido anon!!! espero que haya sido de tu agrado <3

los pedidos siguen abiertos :) pueden dar ideas en angst o fluff, o prompts para one shots. :)

#fc barça #barça tumblr. #pedri #pedri gonzalez #pedri fanfic #pedri headcanons #pedri blurb #pedri fluff #pedro gonzález lópez #pedri imagine #pedri x you #pedri barça #pedri x tu #pedri x reader #pedri x y/n #pedri x tn #pedri tumblr #pedri one shot

[esuemmanuel]

No puede ser llenado el vacío del que añora lo que sabe no puede tener, pues lo que quiere o lo que busca no tiene una razón objetiva de ser. Su mundo es la constante y efímera satisfacción que dan los sentidos al verse hechizados por la pronta respuesta del placer y el que, una vez acabado, se traduce a la sed... al hambre... a las ganas... de volver a repetir algo similar o mejor. El padecimiento que aqueja a los vacíos es de naturaleza incorpórea, etérea, espiritual, mística... Es la respuesta a esa búsqueda de sentido que es imposible de hallar, ya que, nadie en este mundo tiene la respuesta definitiva. Lo conocido es sólo un esbozo de la esperanza, de ese querer tener una razón para existir y, cualquiera que haya respondido esa pregunta con este sentimiento en mente, se ha engañado conscientemente para aceptar la vida y su devenir.

— Esu Emmanuel©, The emptiness of those who yearn for what they know they cannot have cannot be filled, for what they want or what they seek has no objective reason for being. His world is the constant and ephemeral satisfaction given by the senses when they are bewitched by the prompt response of pleasure and which, once finished, translates into thirst… hunger… desire… to repeat something similar or better. The suffering that afflicts the voids is of an incorporeal, ethereal, spiritual, mystical nature…. It is the answer to that search for meaning that is impossible to find, since no one in this world has the definitive answer. What is known is only an outline of hope, of wanting to have a reason to exist, and anyone who has answered this question with this feeling in mind, has consciously deceived himself to accept life and its becoming.

#el hombre de la soledad #the man of solitude #writing in solitude #escribiendo en soledad #poetas en tumblr #poets on tumblr #writers on tumblr #escritores en tumblr #poeticstories #2023 #filosofando #phylosophy

[thecandywrites]

Monster March 2024- Day 20- Alien- Part 2

To Exhaustion and Beyond

A huge thanks to @borealwrites for their marvelous Monster March 2024 Prompt List.

To Exhaustion, and Beyond.  

“Are you sure you did the right thing?” Haya asked worriedly as she helped Hazi as they all rushed to her and helped her reanimate Queen Kai’s body. 

“If Gadi had not done it for us, we too would have been killed in the comb. Females are rare enough as it is, we need to save all that we can. Especially if this whole Private Isthantari thing becomes a trend among the unmated Royal Consorts, or heaven forbid, those Super Consorts decide to get a little too friendly with us. Queen Kat is too young, and is still ruled by her emotions and has barely gotten her wings in. Who knows what she could do- in a fit of anger and has no idea how to undo anything. Just in case. Who knows if Super Queen Kat is here to stay or not. It’s gonna be a good long while before she’s up to size. I would hate to see all these larvae die, just because they had the bad luck of not being born free of their dead mother yet. And if Queen Kat is not here to stay, we still have three princesses that were in the programming stage, it wouldn’t be too hard to get them back in and finish what they started. The Hive as a whole isn’t lost yet” Hazi breathed in a whisper so that only her true sisters would hear such “treasonous” words. 

She dare not say such things in the network as she relinked with her true sisters on their private network and sent her other sisters around nest again to try to pry the larvae they could from Queen Kai’s body before they got her body to reanimate once hooked up to special interfaces with the Hive Mind itself, for when the worst case would happen, when a Queen would die of other causes before she was done with her birthing process. It was just enough to continue to deliver already fertile eggs and continue to incubate them to larvae stage.

Hazi pulled the phallus’ out of Kai’s body so that no more could be fertilized and knew that the infertile eggs would be instead, most likely used as a food source for Queen Kat to get her to start to develop to lay her own sooner. Since that was the norm for takeovers. Hazi went ahead and cut into the abdomen and carved out all unfertilized eggs that were lining the isth chamber, waiting to be fertilized before they would be moved down the chain. As she went ahead and sealed off the line, so that no more would slide from this pocket down the develop line to incubate from fertilized egg, to larvae before birth. 

“She’s laying again!” Her true sisters announced happily as they caught the larvae themselves from her, who were practically wriggling out of their mother, in an effort to get free of her before her death would spread to them. And they had done so in the nick of time to keep any fertile egg or larvae from dying with their mother. 

“Good, reinstate the laying procedures.” Hazi insisted as she disposed of the now dying phallus’ and handed off the unfertilized eggs off to Habi to deliver to Queen Kat before she checked in on the saved Princesses in the Nursery Drone Cells in the Nursery Drone Comb as everything seemed to get back up and running as usual again once Hazi gave that order since they had all paused and had not moved the moment Queen Kat had told them not to- and to make a path for her Super Royal Consorts to come and kill the Princesses. Queen Kat had not bothered to give any other- any other order in the Nursery, but instead had ordered everyone else to ‘continue as usual’ as she dealt with Hazi herself.  

“It’s gonna be ok. You’re safe now. Just…please, take to the change.” Jazi breathed to the Princesses as she put her hands up to the windows of the cells where they were already hooked up and being fed nursery drone food as the one who was just beginning the programming stage and the one in the middle of the programming stage put up only a moment of resistance in eating the new nursery drone jelly. While the one who was nearly at the end of it the programming phase before the syncing phase was refusing the nursery drone food altogether and was practically pouting in stasis. 

“Damn it, stubborn little one, you are going to give yourself away.” Jazi softly chastised in a whisper as she thought for a moment about how to fix this- before she recalled all the royal jelly that was still in the Royal Nursery Comb that had been in those cells above the larvae and pupae princesses, it shouldn’t have all gotten all cleaned up by now, she could get some and mix it in to the nursery drone jelly, and it would only enrich the others, but it would most likely be the taste that the stubborn one was waiting on and would only eat if she recognized the taste. 

Hazi tried to subtly slip into the Royal Nursery Comb and saw how the vat of royal jelly was already being sealed off by Royal Jelly Caretaker Drones as she knew, if she interrupted that process, that really would be a line too far. She was on “thin ice” as it was already with Queen Kat. She needed to not crack and fall through any time soon. 

Then a drop of it- dropped onto her shoulder from where it was previously in the royal jelly hold above the cells where the princesses had once been only moments before. She immediately smiled in relief and could cry happy tears of relief to see it, and immediately over-rode the clean up crew that was just now getting to the site and hadn’t started to clean up the rest of the Royal Jelly since all other Royal Jelly Caretakers were working on the vat. 

She told the clean up crew as well as the Royal Jelly Caretakers to leave all the remaining “mess” of royal jelly behind so that she could clean it herself. So that she could, without telling them- so that she siphon it off herself and dispose of it without the Hive Mind’s, or especially, Queen Kat’s oversight. However, the Hive Mind did not immediately accept the change. And instead prompted to her to give a reason for the change, courtesy of Queen Kat herself. 

Damn it. It was clear she was being closely watched and observed. So she needed to justify every tiny little thing possible. 

Hazi immediately responded that her reason for the override was ‘so that the normal clean up crew- wouldn’t get “sick” off of “accidentally” eating potentially contaminated- royal jelly that had already made contact with the floor and the feet of herself and the Super Royal Consorts when they came into the Royal Comb to kill off the threatening Princess. Especially when the normal clean up crews never had the digestive tract for royal jelly, the way the Royal Jelly Caretakers did, but that she still did herself. Thus she was simply trying to save the clean up crew the hassle while not letting the mess sit waiting for the Royal Jelly Caretakers while they secured the vat of precious and still pure and uncontaminated- royal jelly.’ 

She had to wait a very tense moment before the order was allowed to remain in place by the Hive Mind from Queen Kat’s control before it was obeyed. But Hazi breathed a sigh of relief to see the clean up crew immediately leave.

“Thank you Nurse Hazi. We’ll have this vat secured and I’ll leave a hatch left so you can put the remnants into the vat.” Juzi offered gratefully. 

“Please don’t bother. Seal it off without this. Those Super Royal Consorts were all in here. Who knows where they themselves have been before they came into the Royal Comb. Consider all of this Royal Jelly contaminated by the New Super Consorts’ stepping in it and through it when they were in here. I wouldn’t dream of contaminating the safe and secure vat of royal jelly just to save, what will most likely be barely much of any royal jelly in total. It always looks bigger as a mess than what it is. I know what I’m doing. I’ll see to it that it’s disposed of correctly and will not harm any other.” Hazi readily offered as that seemed to make sense to everyone on the Royal Jelly Caretaker team as they nodded their agreement to such reasoning and relayed such reasoning to the Hive Mind too and continued on as usual and didn’t bother to take note of anything else Hazi did to clean up the mess left in the Royal Nursery Comb. 

Hazi readily, and as quickly and as thoroughly as she could, gathered all she could, using the very pieces of the cut open cells to create something of a carrying case should could carry as a backpack as she used the very spouts she and her sisters had cut- to build a hose to suck all the remaining royal jelly from all other cells. 

It took her the rest of the day to do. 

She had to pause and eat at least a little herself to revive herself to finish the work since this was technically far more work than should be done in a single day by a single individual, no matter how they were classified or built. But now that she started this, she had to see this through, no matter what. Gadi’s sister Gabi died doing this when they had saved Hazi and her sisters. She would be content to make a similar sacrifice to save the dozens of Princesses from their new Super Queen Aunt in turn. 

But when she had collected every single drop and even every single molecule of film all of it had left behind from the Royal Comb and everywhere else where it had been tracked through the Royal Nest Structure, even from off of the feet of the very Super Consorts themselves as they seemed to have come to rest in the other parts of the Queen’s Inner Sanctum that the Queen usually enjoyed while she got up to breeding size but was usually left for her mated Royal Consorts to enjoy once she was moved to the Laying Nest. A wall with a door was erected so that Super Queen Kat and her Super Consorts wouldn’t even need to see what remained of Queen Kai’s body. 

Once Hazi collected every scrap of Royal Jelly she could, she cleaned it and purified it and then went back and mixed it in with the nursery drone jelly for the princesses in their particular comb so that they would slowly begin the transition from the royal jelly to nursery drone jelly and even had the royal consorts do the same from their cells nearby on the other side of the wall of the comb. 

And it was only when she did this, that the stubborn one finally began to eat when she recognized the royal jelly in her food as the others seemed to suddenly eat with renewed vigor. Hazi could only shake her head at Little Stubborn, for her stubbornness. She would have to take this one under her wing, both literally and figuratively once she emerged from the comb. The same way her mentor had done with her. Hazi had her work cut out for her. And she was already tired and just the thought of such work made her feel even that much more exhausted. 

“Gadi did it for you, you can do it for this little one too.” Hazi had to remind herself before she got back to Royal Nursery Comb and then deep cleaned the whole thing and even reworked the comb cells- so that they were all practically brand new, just the same way Gadi had done for Queen Kai a generation before. Granted it took her the rest of the day and half way into the night. She lost count and track of the hours it took to do, but she did it after she broke down the little carrying case and had practically eaten what she could and disposed of everything she couldn’t- as she just finished with the last bit just as Queen Kat and her other Super Consorts arrived to inspect it once they sensed from the Royal Jelly Caretakers that the vat was secured but that Hazi and only Hazi remained to fully deep clean the Royal Comb herself once they left to go back to their usual quarters to rest for the night as, she had finally got to answer the prompting in her inbox, asking when she was ‘done’ with the Royal Nursery Comb. Ever there in her inbox and she had no sooner wiped the last thing clean before she could say she was done, when they seemed to come in only a second later. As if they had been outside, waiting on her to finish so they could come and “inspect” her work. 

“Why did you dismiss the clean up crew for the Royal Nursery Comb? And why did you do it yourself- by yourself? Why didn’t you ask for help from anyone else- in restoring the Royal Nursery Comb? Was their work really that unsatisfactory? Should they be eliminated from service if said service is defective enough for you to intervene to such a degree?” Queen Kat demanded from Hazi as she glared at the spotless Royal Nursery, hating that she could find no fault in it and not give into her gut feeling to kill off this “Royal” Nursery Drone- for any reason she could find to justify it to her Super Consorts who seemed to suddenly agree that the Royal Nursery Drones were well worth their presence and interference and that such presence and interference usually only benefited the hive, when given the chance to explain why they did it, after they did it of course. 

“My Isthantari, in my haste to move the New Nursery Drones to their proper places- to assist in your new Super Royal Hive, I broke the cells that held their royal jelly. And it spilled and got on the floor, where your own Super Royal Consorts stepped in it and contaminated what had spilled. Royal Jelly is much too rich for normal clean up crews to deal with, let alone consume without becoming addicted to it and they did not have the ability to consume it correctly and would have been a waste of Royal Jelly since every drop, even when spilled- is precious and needs to be treated and handled with the utmost care, even when contaminated. At the bare minimum, the clean up crew would need to be killed off once they were finished, for they would surely breach the containment of the now sealed off vat- just to get more. And such things must not be allowed to happen to the royal jelly. It is the most precious resource the Hive has, besides you, it’s Super Queen of course. There was already enough loss of life today. I do not mind this humble task of dealing with the spilled royal jelly, nor do I mind restoring the Royal Nursery Comb for your future use. As you can see, the vat of royal jelly has already been sealed off and secured and had been that way once I really got started. I did not wish to undo that work that was already perfectly executed- just to redo it- just to add - barely scraps and half drops of contaminated jelly, for that would risk contaminating the entire vat. And contaminated Royal Jelly can and will kill an entire hive. The residue of the royal jelly was enough to sustain me to finish this without putting any other at risk, and it has thus saved the clean up crew from addiction as well as any other nursery drone who would assist me in this work. I alone was ready and willing to sacrifice myself to give you the best new start I could. It is my honor and duty to do so- My Isthantari. And it has saved you from any burden from the hive to replace the clean up crew before they would be scheduled to be replaced. I have already successfully broken my own addiction to royal jelly once before when I was moved to the nursery drone area as an underdeveloped princess pupae myself. This second time will not be difficult or an inconvenience to either you or me. It is for the good of the hive, which still abides by the base code of all Hives of Jika. If however, you are not satisfied by my work, or with my honest answers, by all means, take my life as payment for unsatisfactory work, as is our way.” Hazi calmly justified, since she had been rehearsing this response since she started to clean up the spilled royal jelly- as she forced her tired body into a submissive respectful posture, despite its aches and pains to do so.  

“Isthantari, this Royal Nursery Drone should be commended for their faith and trust in your succession and for anticipating your needs and wishes correctly and making your ascension that much more assured and as smooth as it was in her power to do. She should be rewarded for her hard work. While her hard over-work today has shortened her lifespan in the long run. She should be promoted to be Mistress of the Royal Nursery and train all other Royal Nursery Drones to meet and exceed expectations to the same degree as she has already demonstrated today. And to ensure that all the new nursery drones accept their new change in careers as readily and willingly as she has.” Super Consort Klip suggested. Since he had been front and center in the stand off earlier and had been closest to intensely study her during those moments since she had even tracked him all the way down, just to clean up the jelly that he had unwittingly stepped in and cleaned it from his own foot and all other spots where he had walked around in the hive that day to make sure she got every molecule of it.  

“Very well. Hazi, you are now my Mistress of the Royal Nursery Comb, and all other Royal Nursery Aides will be your own crew as they have already been made to be. Be sure to train all who are under you well. And should any disobey or any other not readily and willingly accept the change, you must execute them yourself. Since you seem insistant to take on so much for yourself.” Queen Kat declared, granted, a bit reluctantly before she left while Klip stayed behind once Queen Kat left with the rest of the Super Consorts. Leaving Hazi to look at him curiously for his own interference on her behalf. 

“Why did you do that?” Hazi asked once the rest of them had left as he seemed to smirk and strode purposefully up to her to peer down at her. And for once, she was a bit scared that she couldn’t access his thoughts through the Hive Mind, since she was on her own private network as he was on his own as well. 

“It’s clear that you had greater reasons for doing what you did. And it’s clear that you serve a greater purpose than you realize. You should get some sleep. You’ve overworked yourself. You need to rest and try to recover. Once you’ve fully recovered, we can talk then.” Klip offered before he left, leaving her to practically lean against the wall to finally relax for only a nano second before her other true sisters came to her from rushing into the Royal Comb from the back entrance. 

#Monster March 2024 #Monster March 2024- Day 20- Alien #Jika #Isthantari

[chibiyoru]

FicTober prompt 2

“Don’t worry, I got you.”

La sangre seca sobre la ceja y el ojo derecho de Shathir le habían sobrecogido el corazón a Earaiel. Una herida mal curada le atravesaba la cara desde el centro de la frente hasta la mejilla, dejándole el ojo sellado bajo un párpado magullado. El pelo rubio del elfo, que siempre había mantenido limpio y bajo control, se encontraba sucio y enmarañado, pegado a la piel de elfo por el sudor y la sangre reseca que cubría la espalda de Shathir. 

Olvidado en unos grilletes que le obligaban a estar de rodillas y con los brazos extendidos, Shathir había caído inconsciente y colgaba cabizbajo sentado en sus propios tobillos. El torso descubierto del elfo había recibido laceraciones y golpes, y por los moratones que adornaban su costado, parecía tener varias costillas rotas. 

Ante la vista de Shathir encadenado, abandonado y maltratado, Earaiel salió del velo de ocultación que su compañero había alzado para ambos, mientras un rugido gutural salía de sus entrañas mientras se lanzaba de rodillas frente al elfo. 

Shathir despertó de golpe, huyendo del sonido repentino lo máximo que le permitían los grilletes, mientras el único ojo que podía abrir escaneaba la prisión frenéticamente hasta que se posó en el rostro preocupado de Earaiel, que alzaba sus manos delante de su cuerpo. 

“Tranquilo. Tranquilo, te tengo. Ya estoy aquí. No pasa nada Shathir, he venido a por ti” Las palabras de Earaiel se derramaban de sus labios intentando calmar al elfo, mientras ella misma intentaba respirar despacio para no provocarse un ataque de pánico. 

Cuando el ojo dorados de Shathir se encontraron con los azules de Earaiel, Shathir echó la cabeza hacia atrás mientras una sonora carcajada ebullía de su pecho. “Ah, casi me lo creo esta vez. Habéis conseguido una imagen muy realista de ella, tengo que concederos el esfuerzo” Shathir había vuelto en sí y su cara parecía escudada de nuevo por una mueca de disgusto y desconfianza. El corazón de Earaiel se partía en mil pedazos cada vez que intentaba acercar una de sus manos al cuerpo del elfo y éste se apartaba para que el contacto nunca se completara. 

“Shathir, soy yo, hemos venido a sacarte de aquí, llevábamos buscándote semanas” Earaiel miró por encima de su hombro, buscando con la mirada al compañero con el que habían asaltado la prisión. Sabía que era un experto en ganzúas y podría ayudarle con los grilletes que aprisionan las muñecas de Shathir, liberando por fin al elfo de sus cadenas para poder llevarlo a un lugar seguro antes de poder atender sus heridas. El zandalari que le acompañaba en la misión había comenzado a trabajar sobre las cadenas, mientras Shathir permanecía completamente inmóvil. 

“Claro, Earaiel, como las otras 7 veces que habéis venido a rescatarme. Es extraño, pensaba que volverías a utilizar una imagen de Lor'themar para el gran momento del rescate” La mueca de desconfianza de Shathir se había convertido completamente en una expresión de asco, sin querer volver a establecer ninguna conexión visual con Earaiel. 

“Shathir, no sé qué han hecho contigo estas semanas, pero te prometo que soy yo. Estoy aquí. Ya no volverán a hacerte daño, te lo prometo” Earaiel, con las manos temblorosas, intentaba invocar pequeñas nubes de escarcha para calmar las heridas y la inflamación de los hombros del elfo, pese a que éste parecía alejarse de ella cada vez más. 

“Sois estúpidos si creéis que voy a seguir cayendo en la historia de que viene a por mi. Earaiel sabe que es demasiado importante para ponerse a sí misma en peligro, para terminar a las puertas del carcelero sólo por mi. Ni yo soy lo suficientemente importante en la misión ni lo soy en su vida como para que haya decidido tirar toda la información por la ventana sólo para venir a por mi. Yo ya he hecho las paces con ello, así que dejad de invocar su imagen sólo para darme una migaja de esperanza. Sé que no va a venir sólo por-” 

Earaiel paró las palabras del elfo con sus labios. Despacio y con miedo, suavemente, mientras cerraba los ojos llenos de lágrimas y se fundía cuidadosamente con los labios de Shathir. 

Las manos de la elfa acariciaron lentamente la mandíbula de Shathir mientras se separaba de él y volvía a mirarle a los ojos. Uno de ellos, completamente magullado y oculto bajo una cicatriz mal curada e hinchada. El otro, dorado, lleno de dolor y confusión. 

“¿Princesa…?” La voz de Shathir temblaba, no dejándose a sí mismo el espacio para mantener la esperanza viva un sólo día más.

“Estoy aquí. He venido a por ti”

#fictober23 #fictober event #fanfic prompt #fanfiction writer #fanfiction #world of warcraft #warcraft #nightborne #bloodelf #writing life #creative writing #writting #things teresa love #chibiyoru

[hayatheauthor]

Arab/Desi Writing Prompts Part One

Listen, I was bored and wanted to play with words so here's a little something. Use it as you will, but MAYBE leave a little credit if you do use it.

"Wait- wait, you're telling me you've been flirting with me this entire time?!"

He let out an exasperated sigh at the question. 

"Obviously. What do you think Qalbi means?" 

His voice strained as he pronounced the word, but this time it didn't seem like an insult. 

No. Ya Allah, no. 

"I thought you meant Kalbi!" 

"What, like a dog?" 

His nose wrinkled distastefully as he spat the title, but you were too shell-shocked to reply with your usual sarcastic quips. 

The man before you was rude and audacious and spiteful enough to refer to his academic competitor as a dog because you beat him during the first term. Yet he wasn't any of those things at all. 

You were just stupid enough to judge him based off of your poor hearing. 

Qalbi. My heart. 

Suddenly, you couldn't breathe. 

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[junoscrybeofshadows]

The carcass admittedly smelled a bit funny, but it was apparently fresh enough not to stink as the Scrybe of Chance carried it over her shoulder towards the manor. She didn’t usually kill more than a few a year, but as per the suggestion of her husband she had thought it wise to branch out, and perhaps offer to others. Still, maybe she should’ve made herself more presentable-… she didn’t have time to dwell on it as chatter could be heard on the other side of the door as she beat down her pants.

“Scrybe of Shadows?”

@scrybeofchance

"BERNARD! We've been over this!! Do not summon your war hammer in the house! You always hit it against the ceiling!!" A normally tamed voice could be heard shouting from the other side of the door. It couldn't entierly be certain where the shout came from but based off how clear it was, it was safe to say it was nearby. As a prompt:

"Sorry" Is heard from shortly after "Sometimes I forget about that rule. But to be fair Eira summons her sword from time to time so I forget that rule applies to me"

"That is because her sword is more compact and she isn't tall enough to hit the ceiling let alone touch it unless she jumps-" The more so light hearted argument continues towards the door. Several locks could be heard being unlatched over the sound of the unknown person's words before it is pulled opened reveal the Scrybe of shadows looking over her shoulder as she continued on with her sentence only to cut off when she turns around and looks at who was standing at the door with a wide golden eye.

"Haya? Goodness what has happened to you? You look as though you got into a fight that or a very long run"

#inscryption #scrybe oc #juno scrybe of shadows #Haya chaymin #haya #scrybe of chance #ask #roleplay #friend

[castawaycherry]

Girl nos estás ALIMENTANDO con todo lo que haces de verdad muchas gracias 🙏🫶🏼

Me gustaría hacer una request de Enzo y Simón, o bueno, los que quieras pero preferiblemente que estén ellos dos 🙃 y la prompt 7

Muchas gracias y no te preocupes si no puedes hacerlo🫶🏼🩷🫂

Gracias a todxs ustedes por hacer requests 🥺🥺 yo feliz escribo todo 🩷

7- La cosa más rara que los haya prendido:

Simón: Verte cocinar o hacer cualquier cosa doméstica, se puso a pensar lo suertudo que era en tenerte en su vida y empezó a ver todos tus movimientos tan suaves y fluidos y sabía que te tenía que tener abajo suyo en ese momento.

Enzo: Cuando hablas de tu gusto musical o de cualquier cosa que te apasione, ama verte hablar de cualquier cosa que te ponga feliz aunque momentos después no puede evitar llegar y besarte hasta que sus besos se conviertan en algo más.

#la sociedad de la nieve #society of the snow #enzo vogrincic #simon hempe #lsdln smut

[dracomalfoy-pma]

Smuttober 2022

Bienvenides a este smuttober. Estamos muy contentas de que te hayas interesado en participar, esperamos que te animes a agregar una o varias ideas de los prompts que a continuación presentamos:

1. Coqueteo 2. Primera vez 3. Beso francés 4. Medio desnudos 5. Masturbación 6. Sexo Kinky 7. Sexo con ropa 8. Un lugar publico 9. Posiciones divertidas 10. Beso negro 11. Sexo por teléfono 12. Sexo en el trabajo 13. Tímidamente dulce 14. Al aire libre 15. Felación 16. En la cocina 17. Probando algo nuevo 18. Juguetes 19. Lengua 20. Abrazos dulces 21. Sexo por la mañana 22. Daddy/baby kink 23. Sexo aburrido 24. Mordidas y arañazos 25. Beso blanco 26. Juego de apuestas 27. Disfraces 28. Shibari 29. Apasionado 30. Sexo de reconciliación 31. Masaje

𝐑 𝐄 𝐆 𝐋 𝐀 𝐒

1. La publicación de fanworks será durante el mes de octubre.

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* 𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗮: 𝑸𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂 𝒅𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒐. 𝑺𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔.

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐒

¿𝗣𝘂𝗲𝗱𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗽𝘁𝘀? Si, puedes saltarte todos los promtps que no sean de tu interés.

𝗙𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗱𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗰𝗶ó𝗻: La publicación de los fanworks será durante el mes de octubre y deberá ser de acuerdo al día del prompt. Siendo el primero de octubre el día destinado a fanworks relacionados con el prompt «Coqueteo» y el día 31 de octubre los relacionados con el prompt «Masaje».

¿𝗣𝘂𝗲𝗱𝗼 𝘂𝘀𝗮𝗿 𝗹𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮 𝗱𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗯𝗿𝗮𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗮 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗻𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗮 𝗱𝗲 𝗹𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗮 𝗱𝗲 𝗛𝗣? Si, puedes hacer uso de la lista para un fandom diferente, siempre y cuando respetes las otras reglas de publicación.

¿𝗣𝘂𝗲𝗱𝗼 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗽𝗮𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗻 𝗰𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗶𝗽𝗼 𝗱𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸? Si, se aceptan fanfics, fanarts, SMAUs, Podfics, fotofics, etc.

¿𝗗ó𝗻𝗱𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝗲𝗱𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗿 𝗺á𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗯𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝗹 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗱𝗼 𝗱𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗽𝘁𝗼𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗷𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘀 𝗲𝗻 𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿?

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@dabihawksweek22 Day 3; Kidfic/ Lovechildren AU ♥️

note: my babies <3 I was so excited to see this prompt, and I def went a bit overboard, but hey, enjoy!

Meet the twins!

Haya Takami

name meaning: light/quick DOB: 06.06. Sign: Gemini Quirk: Bright Light. She can harvest and save up all sorts of light sources and store them in her body to release whenever she wants. When she harvest the light, the source will go dark, and it takes a lot of energy for her to keep the light stored for more than about 30 minutes. Personality: Witty, protective, impulsive, fair, kind, honest to a fault Favorite Heroes: Dynamight, (uncle by marriage) Deku, Mirko, Pinky, Lemillion, Chargebolt and Uravity

Haruto Takami

name meaning: flying DOB: 06.06. Sign: Gemini Quirk: Air Manipulation. He can direct the air around him with the movements of his body, so he can lift and transport both people and object with ease, and with his wings and ability to fly this quirk is very useful. It's just a shame the boy is terrified of heights. Personality: Kind, shy, determined, clever, insecure about own abilities Favorite Heroes: (Uncle) Shoto, Suneater, Ryuko, (Uncle) Deku, Tsukuyomi, Cellophane and Red Riot

I also wanted to draw then both with their dads, and talk a bit about how different they are as parents, so;

Touya with the kids:

Touya: Babe, look, she's a bat! Keigo: *nervous screetching noises*

Was terrified at first, but he quickly remembered just how sturdy and brave kids truly are

He's very set on the "as long as they know we love and support them no matter what they'll be fine" parenting style

When they were tiny he would constantly carry both of them around, they would cling to him as little monkeys and he loved it

Haru is definitely the one who looks the most like Touya and the other Todoroki's, especially Shoto

It makes Touya get a little overprotective at times, especially since Haru is such a careful and sweet soul

Haya, on the other hand, is way more boisterous and unafraid

When she gets a little older she starts obsessing over horror movies, and Touya is so stoked they share the interest, so he lets her stay up and watch old cheesy ones way sooner than Keigo would approve of

But that's their little secret

He genuinely enjoys and thrives as a parent, which still surprises him years and years later based on all the familial trauma he carries

But in the end it made him want to give his family what he was never given, and it makes him a great dad

Touya (Wingless), CEO of Piggybacks

Keigo with the kids:

They're working on the height thing, distraction is key, and luckily Keigo's bad jokes are plenty distracting

Keigo is, somehow, the opposite as Touya in many ways

He expected to be all chill and calm with the babs, but as soon as he held them, his anxiety spiked like it never has before

They were just so small, and... God what did he know about families and parenting?!

Nothing, that's what!

Luckily at that point, Touya can read him like a book, and they have maaany long conversations about this, and it does get better with time and experience

But no matter how old the kids get, Touya will be the one throwing them around and playing rough, while Keigo is running after them like a stressed mother bird

As Haru gets a little older and the confidence issues starts to show, Keigo is usually the one to talk to him about it

Actually, Keigo is the one both of them always tells all their secrets to, he's a very good listener

Haya is constantly reassuring both her brother and Keigo, lmao

Haruto is the best flyer technically out of the two, but Haya loves it more, so Keigo will spend hours with her helping her find techniques that works for her

Keigo loves dressing them, but the hair, especially Haya's, is Touya's field, he used to do Fuyumi's when they were kids, and he's way more patient with himself when it comes to stuff like that

Haya’s having a very serious pep-talk with her dad while Kei tries really hard to not grin at her overly serious face

Wow, that was… a lot! Sorry about that!! The next days will be much chiller, tomorrow will be the last day with art, and then the remaining days will be blurbs and little writings! See you then! <3

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Alternativa a midjourney! Blue Willow una comunidad que te va a gustar ;)

Si eres alguien que busca una comunidad en línea para conectarte con personas afines a tus intereses y pasatiempos, probablemente hayas oído hablar de Midjourney. Esta plataforma en línea se ha convertido cada vez más popular en los últimos años, y es conocida por su enfoque en el aprendizaje y la exploración creativa. Sin embargo, Midjourney no es la única opción cuando se trata de conectarse con una comunidad en línea.

Una alternativa que vale la pena considerar es la comunidad de Discord Blue Willow. Si bien Discord se usa comúnmente para chat de voz y texto entre amigos, también hay comunidades activas de Discord que se han formado alrededor de intereses específicos. Blue Willow es una de estas comunidades, y aquí hay algunos pros y contras de unirse a ella en lugar de Midjourney. Aunque midjourney cuenta con unos resultados muy óptimos en exploración con IA Inteligencia Artificial con prompts no tan complejos llevando a plasmar imágenes increíbles, fusionar imágenes y agregarles un numero casi infinito de posibilidades y retoques, con Blue Willow se pueden lograr excelentes resultados también estimulando la ingeniería de prompt y la exploración de los mismos. Pros de Blue Willow:

Variedad de intereses: Aunque Midjourney se centra en la exploración creativa y el aprendizaje, Blue Willow es una comunidad más amplia que cubre una variedad de intereses. Desde juegos hasta música, arte y literatura, hay algo para todos en esta comunidad.

Actividad constante: Blue Willow es una comunidad muy activa y dinámica, lo que significa que siempre hay algo que hacer o alguien con quien hablar. Los miembros son amigables y acogedores, lo que hace que sea fácil sentirse parte de la comunidad desde el principio.

Flexibilidad: A diferencia de Midjourney, Blue Willow no está diseñado específicamente para el aprendizaje o el desarrollo creativo, lo que significa que no hay expectativas rígidas sobre cómo debes interactuar con la comunidad. Puedes unirte a los canales de chat y de voz que más te interesen y participar tanto o tan poco como desees.

Contras de Blue Willow:

Menos enfoque en la educación: Si buscas una comunidad específica para el aprendizaje y el desarrollo creativo, es posible que Blue Willow no sea el lugar adecuado para ti. Si bien hay canales de chat dedicados al aprendizaje, la comunidad es más amplia y no se enfoca exclusivamente en esto.

Desordenado: Con tantos canales y miembros activos, Blue Willow puede ser un poco desordenado y abrumador para navegar al principio. Puede llevar algún tiempo acostumbrarse a la estructura de la comunidad y encontrar los canales que más te interesen.

Menos recursos educativos: A diferencia de Midjourney, que ofrece una variedad de recursos educativos y actividades organizadas para sus miembros, Blue Willow es una comunidad más informal y no tiene tantos recursos educativos para ofrecer.

En resumen, Blue Willow es una comunidad de Discord activa y diversa que puede ser una excelente alternativa a Midjourney si buscas una comunidad en línea para conectarte con personas afines a tus intereses y pasatiempos. Si conoces otras como Dall-E2, Lexica por favor recomiendalas en los comentarios.

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