#its one of my favorite shades of pink it rules

[en8y]

color match for giovanni potage from epithet erased :D

aesfictothic, arvincet, lexeblushic

magigirltbhic, notlove, pringender

royalirisic, sillywizardic, virtualulovia

#icons.exe #color match icons #i dont know shit about this guy but that hair color was so fun to match #its one of my favorite shades of pink it rules #also when saving these i kept misspelling his name as giovanny for some reason

[neonoddeye]

Heart-Stealer | Law x Gn! Reader

A/N: I will be utilizing my all-time favorite trope for this: the “there’s only one bed” trope! Yes, it’s cheesy. No, I do not care. As a side note, I wrote this for an OC I made, but I’m rewriting it bc I know no one would read it if I left it as is.

CONTENT INCLUDES: …sharing a bed (it’s sfw, just cuddling)

“Are you sure this is okay, Law?” You ask with a crack in your voice. “I can always bug the staff for a new room…”

“It’s fine, y/n-ya”, Law replies, “I’d rather us stick together here.”

“Fair enough,” you sigh, moving your gaze up nervously towards the top of the elevator. Maybe if you hadn’t decided to accompany your captain on a trip at the last possible second, the single-bed hotel room issue would’ve been solved. Alas, the two pirates have a long night ahead of them.

I hope Law doesn’t hear my heart pounding against my chest right now…

It was a very nice hotel room; whether Law actually legally rented it or threatened a few lives for it, you didn’t know. It doesn’t matter, either, as you admire the luxury that lies before you. Nice going, captain, you remarks to yourself. Life has been new and exciting since you joined the heart pirates recently; you’d even go as far as to say it’s the best decision you’ve made in life so far. The only downside is that you’ve properly fallen for the sadistic captain, the surgeon of death, the literal heart stealer. It feels like an unspoken rule to not fall for your pirate captain, especially if he’s notorious and stands above most typical pirates. It’s not like you were trying to catch feelings for Law; he’s an anomaly in the way he makes you stop dead in your tracks, unable to move under his gaze as if he’d bound you with sea prism stone. You didn’t realize you had been lost in thought for a little too long until the man of interest interrupts your thoughts.

“You should take a shower first, y/n-ya,” he offers, placing himself on a smooth, leather swivel chair with a book already in hand.

You perk up upon hearing his voice cut the painful silence, sweet honey in your ears. “‘Kay”, you give Law a small smile before collecting your things.

The shower was, to no surprise, heavenly after having to shower in a metal box underwater for some weeks. After taking off your clothing and jewelry, you allow the deliciously hot water and its steam to envelop you and wash the day’s worries away. After stepping out, you change into a black tank top and plaid sleep shorts and gather your toiletries to finish your nightly routine. Placing yourself at a vanity, you turn to Law behind you.

“Shower’s all yours,” you smile, trying not to linger your gaze too long as Law swings his lengthy figure off the desk and carefully places his book down. You take a deep breath, closing your eyes as you try not to imagine the intimacy of having such a gorgeous man sleep next to you, even if not in a sexual context. To have him close, feel his presence intoxicate you and lull you to sleep like a drug: it’s something you’ve wished upon a star for.

Moments pass as you dry your hair until the bathroom door slides open. revealing Law in just a pair of sweatpants, his signature hat nowhere to be seen, replaced by a wet mop of jet-black hair. For a fleeting moment, you admire the mosaic of tattoos adorning his tanned skin before whipping your head back to focus on your nightly routine, finally placing the hair dryer down beside yourself. You blink a few times, noticing a rosy shade of pink dusting your pale cheeks and eyes wide enough to hold mini hearts. Soon after, you see Law approach you from behind in the mirror, his chest almost grazing your head as he reaches over to unplug the hair dryer, gingerly gathering it to use himself. The faint scent of hotel soap, mild tangerine and white tea float above you and dizzy your already jumbled senses as he walks back to the bathroom. You sit there in mild shock at the tiny gesture, thinking that Law seemed to linger there for a moment longer than needed. No matter what he did, Law was your own personal siren; your one true opponent in a world you once thought you conquered.

After some internal pep talk, you walk over to the bed, propping yourself up on two pillows as you nestle under thin, white blankets with a book in hand. You immediately feel the bed sink, signaling that Law has done the same, presumably with a book covering medicine.

“Uh… what are you reading?” Law cuts into the tension.

“It’s a book on the geography of the new world,” you respond, your nose still in said book (though you’re not entirely paying attention to it, as talking to Law is much more enthralling). “A pirate on the Oro Jackson wrote it. Not an easy find.”

“I can imagine it wasn’t easy. You’re into geography?” Law pries his gaze off his book.

“Not particularly. I just thought the book seemed interesting. Besides, the knowledge could help us.”

“Thanks for the research, but I think we’re good. I trust Bepo as a navigator.” Law gives a ghost of a smile at the last remark, either at the thought of his best friend or the sentiment of you helping him.

“What about you? Another doctor book?” you inquire, scanning the cover of the book in Law’s hands.

“Yeah. This one’s about medicinal herbs, I’m thinking about finding some on the islands we’ll come across.”

“You’re very dedicated to your work,” you compliment your crush with a glimmer in your eyes. Law’s commitment is truly admirable; you adore how intelligent he is.

“I guess,” Law shrugs. He yawns, placing the book on the nightstand beside him. “Mind if I turn the light off? We need to wake up early.”

“I don’t mind,” you say quietly, the beating of your heart becoming a little too loud for your liking as the reality of your situation sets in.

Does he feel even a bit the same way that I do right now?

Law reaches over to turn off the lamp next to him, leaving the light of the full moon to creep through sheer curtains, beautifully illuminating his sharp features. Law lies on his back, decorated arms crossed at his stomach, and you mirror him, even if it’s not the way you typically lie down to sleep. Silence passes, both parties secretly not sleeping a wink.

“Does it ever bother you?” You start, letting your words reverberate into the unfamiliar pitch black room. “It seems like the entire world is watching you. You were already a monster rookie to begin with, and now you’re a damn warlord.”

There’s silence for a few seconds, then you hear Law stir a bit. “You could say the same about yourself. You joined my crew, after all.” 

You smirk, turning your head to the side. Though you can’t see him too well, your heart swells at the thought of your face being so close to his. You silently thank the gods that you’re able to see such a handsome man this close, even with his heavy eyes and messy hair.

“I don’t think about it much. I guess it’s because I’ve been scrutinized all my life that it doesn’t bother me. I did this to myself, after all.”

“I assume you have your own reasons for being a warlord, but I won’t pry,” you respond softly.

“You’ll find out eventually. We have to face it all pretty soon,” Law sighs. “It’ll be a lot to handle.” Whatever baggage he has, you can tell it claws at him, even now.

“We’re pirates, Law, we handle tough situations all the time. I’m… happy to go through it for your sake. I mean, for the sake of the crew.” Way to cover that up at the end.

Law smiles, genuinely, at your last remark, though the darkness covers it and he turns his head to the side so you won’t see. He conceals his feelings most of the time, but when he’s truly thankful, it shows. And for you, he is eternally grateful for.

~

The moonlight of the night before is long forgotten as the morning sun engulfs the hotel room, filling your senses just enough to pull you out of slumber. To your surprise, you’re no longer at one edge of the bed, but in the middle, wrapped in Law’s arms as if you never woke up from your dream. Your eyes widen completely, breath hitching in your throat as you feel Law stir awake and see the same shock in his eyes as soon as they open. You both scramble away from each other, mumbled apologies escaping raspy morning voices as you gather yourselves. 

“I uh,” you start, “did not intend on that. I swear.” Shit, he definitely felt my heartbeat.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” Law shakes his head awake, trying to understand why it felt so wrong to pry himself away from your warmth. He looks over to see you slightly shivering, clearly at a loss from warmth as well.

He hesitates before his next proposal. “Come here, you’re cold,” he says, extending his arm out. You pause as well, not believing your ears, before slowly bringing yourself back into Law’s chest, his arms gingerly wrapping back around you. You’re both stiff for a few moments, the rhythms of two hearts like taiko drums in the otherwise silent room.

“Is this okay, y/n-ya?” Law whispers into your hair, still stiff against you.

You smile weakly into his skin. “Yeah, it is. Don’t do this for me, though.”

“I’m not.”

Your heart leaps at the confession of Law actually wanting to be this close to you, and your shoulders finally relax into his touch as you allow yourself to relish in his warmth. He follows suit, pulling you a little closer and closing his eyes in serenity. Silence follows again as you both become overwhelmed in the feeling of touch, limbs entangled and gentle grazes of hands on skin sending you both to heaven. It doesn’t take long until you both accidentally succumb to sleep once again, and miss the free breakfast Law had intended to wake up on time for. The extra time together more than makes up for it, though.

#one piece #one piece x reader #law one piece #one piece x y/n #law x you #law x y/n #law x reader #trafalgar d water law #trafalgar law #law fluff #Addi write something other than slowburn romance challenge failed #loopdelta #anime fanfic #anime

[houseofthelilypads]

Shrek Kung-Fu Princesses Doll Line

For #InternationalWomansDay here's a bit of doll history! DreamWorks made a line of dolls in conjecture with Shrek fhe Third of Fiona & her princess friends. However the designs were different from their cinematic counterparts. They didn't even bother to add Doris >:(

I assume this was done to avoid a lawsuit from the mouse. Still, it's kinda hilarious that Dreamworks made their princess line when the entire point of the shrek series is to poke fun at Disney's ultra-corporatism.

First Fiona. Her doll form is her human form and included a bust of her Ogre form to change heads. She has her green gown which is the iconic item in her wardrobe. Her face does NOT look accurate to her human appearance in the movie!

Next we have Rapunzel. Her doll keeps the long golden hair but in a different style. In the movie she wore a yellow&red dress while the doll's dress is pink. Odd, given the other two princesses wear pink. Yellow would've stood out more. I got her & Cindy mixed up!

Third is Cinderella. Like with Rapz her doll form retains the blond and replaces her blue dress with pink. Funny the Disney version had its version of cindy wear a pink dress briefly.

Fourth is Sleeping Beauty! Her doll has a blue dress while the movie wears green&white. They also have different shades of brown. I guess they didn't want two girls to wear the same color. Also a bit of irony Disney S.B. wore a blue dress, and pink but never green.

Finally we have *sighs* Snow White. Honestly except for Immigrant Song she was my least favorite she came off as a total witch! But that's a rant for another time. Of the dolls she's the most accurate in terms of physical features. However her dress is dark pink, and her hair is long instead of short. Movie Snow wore red&purple. I think they should've went with that or have her wear entirely purple to fill in for Doris.

Speaking of, Doris was very much a main part of the group! It was Rapunzel who betrayed the team (for a guy no less!). My guess: to avoid spoiling the film. Given the films Anti Disney/status quo message including a Doris would've helped. To see someone not consisted attractive by society's standards get a glamorous doll of her own would be a huge step for the time! Alas, they had to play by the rules.

One can only imagine if DW revisit the Princesses & try again. Hope they actually make them accurate with their unique qualities including doris (& Lillian too! More older woman dolls please!). With success of The Last Wish, this may be one dream that might come true!

#mga entertainment #mga dolls #shrek #shrek princesses #sleeping beauty #snow white #rapunzel #cinderella #princess fiona #doris #queen lillian #dolls #dollblr #dolltwt #doll community #dreamworks animation #international women's day 2023 #women's history month

[thesiblingsoftheblackandwhite]

[[BODY MUTILATION, BODY HORROR, ABUSIVE PARENTING]]

Hooves legs ache as they clack toward nowhere. There is no silence this time, instead it’s echoed by faint screams he can almost place. Meaning there’s someone else here.

Wig-Wiggly!?

There is no other word for what T’noy Karaxis feels: weak. The persistent burn in his bones has only spread as his head fogs. That doesn’t mean he stops running. Yellow fizzles past his clouded eyes to something brighter and harsher. There’s no harm in trying for freedom, even if there is nothing past these walls. ‘Harm’ does not include the sickness beating through him like it always has. Tinky’s hands, pocked with age spots, twitch coldly. He almost trips over himself, eyes darting around for anything of a different shade. There was only one rule: never stay in the same spot. Whatever can be done should.

Blinky!?

He’s at the dead end he always ends up reaching. Stopping once means he might not get up again - Tinky tries to grip the wall clumsily with feeble fingers. Metal gushes into his mouth as he absently opens his mouth to let it flow out, stark against the yellow floor. Nails scratch and, as they do so, each one chips. Karaxis doesn’t stop, getting hysterical. His nailbeds bleed at the strain of separation. With a jerk, his thumbnail clatters to the floor. The exposed skin burns, but he doesn’t notice. The cracks along the rest of his nails make sure they don’t go as quickly, rooting deep into his palm with electric shudders. Every breath is a stab to each lung. Frantic in his escape plan, Tinky doesn’t hear footsteps.

“You.”

T’noy staggers around to come face to face with his favorite toy. Teddy Bear grins without enjoyment.

“I’ve been waiting for you. You fucking bastard.”

Aware of how frail he feels, Tinky backs into the corner while baring his teeth. Ted steps closer, eyes shining. T’noy did not directly interact with his Boxed victims often, and he would have been elated in any other context.

“I’m going to have so much fun, Tinker-Toy.”

There is something wrong with his grin - it's usually lopsided, with a dimple Ted’s hated since childhood. Even with his waning vision, this wasn’t right. Before Karaxis can focus on anything clearly, a shiny flash almost blinds him. In Ted’s hands is a length of piano wire. He shouldn’t have that. Tinky designed the Box so that-

T-Tinker-Toy? You’ve never…

Ted’s grin never slips - his imposing figure steps in closer, cornering his tormentor. The wire gets spun around in his fingers casually.

“Goats don’t have fingers, silly wiwwle Tinky~.”

His eyes were brown, not…

“I’m sure you miss ‘em. Your hooves. Huh?”

His tone is light. With nowhere to run, not that his legs would let him, Karaxis stares at the wire wrapping around his ring finger. But this wasn’t how things went - if his Box worked like it should or if he wasn’t just a human, he wouldn’t-

“Aw, don’t cry, little guy! I’ll save your middle finger, how’s that?”

He wheezes a barking laugh. The screams are no longer there. Prickles and needles dance on T’noy’s finger as blood beads against the wire. It’s pulling too tight to simply slide his hand away. T’noy Karaxis begs.

T-Teddsy - Ted - Spankoffski. Don’t!

Ted laughs again, and it doesn’t belong to him, A hot shock burns through Tinky’s finger and palm as the wire meets resistance.

“Like a child begging for salvation.

Bones crack as Theodore’s figure shrinks away. In his place, towering over T’noy Karaxis, is a hulking blur of shining feathers. They have no set color, switching from glints of purple to glints of pink, blue, green, orange. The skull on top of the feather cloak, unblinking, is that of a goat’s, with twisting horns and jutting teeth caked with rot and bloodied flesh. Its - His - eye sockets shine with something inside, far from hollow. Pupilless and apathetic, reflective and compound. Like thousands of cameras, they settle on their target like flies to a corpse. Perpetually watching.

After all my corrections, you are still disobedient.

Tentacles squirm quicker than before from feathered tips. He does not move.

…F-F-

You need say nothing. I apologize for my dirty trick.

T’noy scrambles back further, but the wall prevents escape. He shakes his head harshly, ears ringing.

This could not happen otherwise.

N…No-

He lifts His head higher.

…’No’.

Tinky shakes his head again, neck aching. He cannot move. The figure leans forward, eyes rotating.

Even now? Agitated about a talk?

Cold tentacles slide over his cheek, pulling gently, startling in contrast to his temperature. They leave behind glowing blue muck.

You were always so quiet after the Box. Why did it ever stop?

He cocks His head to one side, though there is no expectation for answers. Tinky’s throat tightens as his mouth breathes out too harshly. Everything blistered, but only His presence was piercing. Regardless, there was an answer; one that he swears is there.

S-

His voice is high and garbled, but he forces his lungs to get air in as he stammers.

S-sib-li-siblings.

There is quiet where he believes he’s won. The flame sizzles on his skin. He says nothing; the air is heavy with copper. Then, voice low,

What siblings? I don’t recall making any others. Certainly not for you.

There are no names to bring up, with no memories to think of. There is nothing. Blankness ranging millennia.

W-

T’noy mouths something; it might be a name or it might be a plea, but either way he can’t get the word out.

Little fake things to keep you company…how can I expect power from a future Lord who hallucinates?

Tinky whines, the guttural noise tearing through his dry throat. No one else was supposed to be in the Box. This was his punishment alone. Just his.

Your time here is getting to you, Bastard. But somehow you’re still useful. Relieving…isn’t it?

Here - the Box. Karaxis knew it well. Its maze twisted every second with rich yellow dousing every corner. Constantly spinning and weaving through itself like a…

W-Webby-

He chokes as hot blood overwhelms his senses, letting it fall down his chin.

What, this?

His tentacles wiggle around a tiny white spider. It zooms around the tight confinement desperately without glowing. Tinky inhales sharply, trailing its movements. His foot falls an inch forward as he wants nothing more than to get it away from Him.

W~Web-

The cage gets smaller. The spider spasms, bloated with blood. Its legs kick once pathetically before they go limp with a spurt of blue-tinted gore. The crushed thing is dropped, dead.

Pests. You know that, I expect.

Karaxis’ stomach churns as he keeps looking at her.

Y-ou ki…

Like a clock that doesn’t tick.

You act horrified. Did I do something wrong?

The corpse disappears under the myriad of feathers. Tinky can’t move further.

It’s like how you play with your replacement - I thought you would like that.

Colors fill his eyes. T’noy doesn’t reach as high as what would be His chest, lacking the strength to look up. His heart pounds in his ears.

 You were always so sensitive. A complainer and a coward. I have naught for cowards. Too weak for godhood. Look, you’ve already hurt yourself.

T’noy Karaxis crumples to the floor in a heap, hitting the ground with a thwack. Ice swallows each molecule in his sweltering body. He sees no yellow or colors, just white as his eyes roll back in their sockets. He jerks up, stiff, skin blistering and boiling under his clothing.

Pity.

The wall keeping Karaxis shifts away. Incoherent, he falls onto his back. It lights up with stabbing pain as he sobs.

They will be sorely disappointed. How will you help them? Stupid, stumbling, creature.

There’s creaking as hot breath makes his face scrunch.

Shoo.

The word is a gunshot. Scrambling away, ignoring the excruciating agony as his limbs sting, Tinky flings himself into the maze pathway. Completely blind, groping with bleeding fingers, he can only reach for obstacles.

Hff…hff - nghk-

Nothing gives chase. A low and penetrating hum blares in his ears as a warm stickiness spreads down Tinky’s forehead. He blinks his sight back. It teeters between white and black, catching yellow flashes. A cough brings up something warm and bitter.

Your town is a rotting poison. At its roots it twists into a shrewd picture. Did you think they worried about your absence? There is no difference - you are mine.

He speeds up his crawl after seeing lights shining from the end of the hall. They blink brightly, multicolored. He’s in marginally less pain.

Ah-ah~.

A thin, cold, sharp thing eases in between two ribs with a squelch. Karaxis shudders, gasping, as warmth seeps below him. His chest heaves through a punctured lung with gritted moans. His tone rises, booming.

Ungrateful. Do you understand the PRIVILEGE I’ve given you? The CONTROL I can rip away if I wish? You’ve seen it already. Ask that trifle of yours.

N~o…P-ea-

His brain melts against all logic. Blood drags on the floor behind his decomposing form, already long dried. Teeth loosen with no choice but to fall out of thin gums. As everything clouds, His voice rings in Tinky’s head.

Go back to your brothers. Tell them how good of a protector you were.

#The Lords in Black #T’noy Karaxis #Their Holy Father #ask blog #rp blog #hatchetfield rp #tw body horror #tw mutilation #(Please inform me if I an missing any TW tags! /srs //OOC) #Blog Event: Hatchetfield Citizens

[bakerstreethound]

Beloved One

Kinktober: Purity Kink

Relationship: General Kirigan (Darkling) x fem!reader 

Warnings: 18+ SMUT, purity kink, virgin reader, don’t hurt yourself honking on a bookshelf please, fingering, and oral sex (fem receiving)

Summary: He couldn’t help it, this draw he feels towards you, so when he catches you in his private library after avoiding prolonged eye contact at dinner, undisclosed desires are brought to light. 

Alll writings belong to me @bakerstreethound (Do NOT repost or translate my works to other sites. I only publish here and on A03 under the same username)

Word Count: 1.3k+

A/N: First off forgive me as it has been some time since I have written extensive smut. Second, yay! Finally posted my first prompt for KinkTober! It’s been ages since I have written for Darkles and I am pleasantly surprised how this one turned out. I hope you all enjoy! 

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Kirigan watched as she slipped on her kefta. Such a little thing, but he felt his mind wandering remembering the glances at dinner he shared. Oh, how he wanted to hold her in his arms and worship her, alas he feared someone was already lucky enough to claim her and be hers for all eternity. 

He sighed, donning his heavy cloak, foregoing his evening ride for something else he liked to indulge in. The doors to the library usually sealed shut, were open ajar, still thinking nothing of it he makes way to the back where his favorite armchair resided. Only, he wasn’t expecting to see her there her legs draped over the arms of the chair, nose stuck and thoroughly engrossed in a book. He smirked to himself in amusement, who knew his beloved one broke the rules sneaking into not just any library, but his private one in fact? 

******

“I don’t think you’re supposed to be here my dear,” You felt a dark chuckle caressing your ear, smooth as the shadows dancing across the walls in the dim light. You shudder at the whisper, yet there he was in all his glory, General Kirigan before you. Your heart fluttered in your chest, beating frantically against your ribcage. You’d been trying for weeks to satiate this pull toward him, this invisible thread of fate that twisted its way between the two of you. 

Those nights, you’d find your fingers moving of their own accord against you, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to reach the precipice of your pleasure, too afraid of the shame that would follow. You were a Grisha Soldier for saint’s sake, you had to hold yourself to a higher standard, so it simmered, sparking the flames within you every time he passed by, his cool demeanor doing nothing to quell the storm raging. 

“What…General. I can explain.” 

A dark smirk ghosts his lips and he plucks the book from your grasp. “Interesting,” his eyes skim the page. “If you wanted me to pin you this way, you need only ask, dear one.” His voice dropped a fraction, and you fought back a whimper. Hardly doing anything by existing, he had your tongue-tied, your heart rate skyrocketing. 

“General,” your voice is rough, and you hate how soft and needy it sounds as you readjust yourself in the chair, trying to appear unbothered by his presence and words. 

He steps closer, now settling himself on the arm of your chair, smugness lighting his words. “Tell me then why did you look away from me at the table? We shared a glance and your cheeks burned so bright, a beautiful shade of pink" He grins trailing a finger along your jaw. A cascade of goosebumps blossoms along your arms at the contact. Oh, how you wanted him but you knew you couldn't have him. The glance at dinner was a mistake. Why did your brain have to fantasize about him under the table doing unspeakable acts you'd only read about in your indulgent late-night dalliances? 

He chuckles at your response, cupping your face, and gently tracing your lips with his thumb.

"You mean a lot to me"

"General, you can't mean that" 

He strokes your hair with his other hand,  twirling the strand between his fingers, lost in thought. He wants to grip your hair so tight, corrupt you with all the fantasies he's had about you, wanting to take you in his darkness, be one with him in his shadows alone in the eternal bliss of night as you reach the climax of your pleasure because of him.  

"But I am only a soldier in your army, you could have the pick of the town, Saints the Sun Summoner herself has laid all eyes on you and yet you want me? I am nothing compared to you, Kirigan." 

"Careful," his eyes hold a hint of warning, dark desire shooting to your core. "Think about what I might do to you for speaking such blasphemy…I am eternal…but you are so much more…you belong to me." 

"Kirigan…I…I've only read about these things in stories…you want to make me yours?" Your stupid heart skipped another beat, your head screaming warning signs. There's no way he could want you, he's playing with you like he did Alina to get what he wants. You're far too inexperienced and would he hate you after one night and never speak to you again? You can't believe you're entertaining this thought until he breaks the silence and worries of your frantic mind.

"Do you trust me?"  

You find yourself nodding, your thighs pressing themselves together trying to give yourself the friction you now so desperately wanted. No matter how much your brain logically tried to deny this appeal you find the carnal hunger needing to be satiated if only by this man, this Shadow Summoner. 

When his lips meet yours you gasp drawing him deeper to you, his body pressing up against you in the chair, pinning you in place. Each kiss is an ember, stoking the flames of your core and oh, he’s smug your General, happily obliging to trail his hands down your sides, your hands reaching around his neck, drawing groans and a strained whimper from him when you tug the hair at the nap of his neck. 

He breaks away gasping for air, burying his fingers deeper in your hair. “Oh, my darling do you know what I want to do to you? Want to bury my fingers in you and make you cry my name into the night, worship you with my tongue…” he grasps your chin, gaze boring into your own, brimming, smoldering all for you as he helps you up from the chair, pinning you to the bookshelf near the darkest corner of the room. 

You are all he wants to taste to adore and when you feel him undo your kefta, releasing you from their confines, he draws a shaky breath, in utter awe of you. The gentle marks he leaves on your inner thighs have you shuddering, absolute putty in his hands when he kneels before you. 

Your hands tangle themselves in his hair tugging slightly eliciting a groan from him which reverberated to your core causing you to clench around nothing, worsening the ache, your absolute carnal need for the General…your General….the man who claims to adore you, wanting to worship you beyond all doubt beyond all reason right here on the altar of your pleasure. He will be your first and last corrupting you and everything between. When his tongue enters your folds he groans, gripping your hips tight, your head falling back against the shelves. 

“Fuck General, yes…” your chest heaves and he continues drawing such delicious sounds from you taking pride in knowing he’s your first. He swirls and sucks and you grind against his tongue desperation fueling you and oh, it feels like something else on another plane of existence, the grace and skill of his tongue and when two fingers replace his tongue, you’re seeing stars and he brings his lips to yours, swallowing your moans. 

Your head falls back again, and you’re clawing at his back, hoping, praying to the saints there will be indentions from your nails there for memory to remember this night always. You know you won’t forget this night and his lips find yours as you reach your climax shouting his name like some forbidden prayer, your legs trembling and he holds you steady panting and gasping as well, his hair a glorious mess. You run your fingers through it again, chuckling and he raises a brow. 

“Yes, darling?” 

“Perhaps I should sneak into your library more often.” 

“Oh, darling, you didn’t even sneak it, I left it open…for you, my beloved.” 

******

@pandaqueen7799 @feral-for-strange @classickook @frostandflamesfanfic @navs-bhat @kaqua @jakecockley​ @lilythemadqueen​ @starks-hero

#general kirigan x reader #shadow and bone #the darkling x reader #aleksander morozova x reader #ben barnes #kinktober #kinktober2022 #the black heretic #general kirigan #aleksander morovoza #the darkling smut #shadow and bone netflix #grisha trilogy #reader x darkling

[strawberryblondebutch]

Back by unpopular demand, it's my top albums of 2023! While 2022 suffered a dearth of good artists that made it impossible to cobble together a top 10, I struggled this year to whittle my 50(!!)-album shortlist down to my top.

Same rules as always: everything on this list is a full-length album (no EPs) of largely previously unreleased material (no reissues, no cover albums, no Taylor's Version) arranged in an intentional manner (no B-sides or rarities albums). Now, behold!

10. DOG PARK DISSIDENTS - THE PINK AND BLACK ALBUM

I hope I'm not the only punk frustrated with the decline of queer rage in the music scene. Everyone's sad and no one is angry. If you're sick of being well-behaved, this is the album for you. I've been a Dog Park Dissidents fan for years now, and I'm thrilled to see them put out an LP, especially one as great as this one.

9. SINCERE ENGINEER - CHEAP GRILLS

Something everyone needs to know about me: I love a girlflop. There is nothing more endearing than an absolute disaster of a woman, and no one is flopping through life quite like Deanna Belos. Her third album brings her scratchy-voiced brashness into her early 30s, and as much as I hope for an end to her crisis, at least she has a good soundtrack going.

8. ALL GET OUT - ALL GET OUT

Wouldn't it be easy if I didn't listen to any albums? If I just put my favorite bands in the top ten and said "that's enough hard work, I think"? Well, I don't, because sometimes there's a surprise. All Get Out has frustrated me for a while, as their Southern-fried brand of rock and roll is something I should like, but they never seemed to put it all together... until now.

7. BLONDSHELL - BLONDSHELL

Sabrina Mae Teitelbaum showed up at the eleventh hour to wreck my rankings. I was unaware of Blondshell until they opened for Liz Phair a month ago, and I was intrigued enough to follow up and listen to her debut. Her stage presence needs some work -- unlike, say, Foxing's latest album, which I learned to love once I heard it live, I think Blondshell is better recorded -- but if this is her first effort, I can't wait to see what she does next.

6. ZZ WARD - DIRTY SHINE

2023 was the year of blues rock artists going independent, and their music was all the better for it. The Record Company was a late cut for my honorable mentions, but ZZ takes the sixth spot here. There was a lot riding on Dirty Shine: she was independent and had been mostly silent since the pandemic. With some of the tightest production I've seen this year, she hasn't missed a step.

5. QUEENS OF THE STONE AGE - IN TIMES NEW ROMAN...

Talk about someone who's been through the wringer since their last album. Josh Homme battled cancer, alcoholism, and a bitter divorce, and his band's latest release is one of pent-up rage. It bears strong shades of 2007's Era Vulgaris, which was divisive in its own time, and as a result, some might hate In Times New Roman... for its looser, crunchier sound. For me? It's exactly what I like to hear.

4. SPANISH LOVE SONGS - NO JOY

I have a confession: I'm a terrible album reviewer. It takes me weeks or months to listen to something new, even for my favorite artists, like Spanish Love Songs. I didn't get around to No Joy until just before I went to see SPL open for Hot Mulligan, at which point I felt like the time had come. This album was an acquired taste, smoother and more polished than 2020's Brave Faces, Everyone, but like Frightened Rabbit's 2016 Painting of a Panic Attack, the sparser sound lets you focus on what Dylan et al. are trying to say, and you can soon tell No Joy is an album that needed to come out for his own sake.

3. HEART ATTACK MAN - FREAK OF NATURE

Speaking of "late on the draw," behold Heart Attack Man, a band I should have loved... if I ever got around to listening to them. They hang around all the same scenes my other favorite bands do (in fact, Hot Mulligan also brought them along on their most recent tour), and yet I never got around to exploring them until this June, when they played in Philly for $20 tickets. Good thing my impulses won out, because this album is what punk should be (and something it's been sorely missing).

2. HOT MULLIGAN - WHY WOULD I WATCH?

After shouting them out in the last two entries, I have to give Hot Mulligan their flowers. They're a strange band, having more in common with Dance Gavin Dance than, say, The Wonder Years. It's progressive post-hardcore for Midwest emos, and although the individual songs on Why Would I Watch? are on par with any individual song from a previous release, they do something here that elevates them above their other work: put out an album, rather than a collection of songs.

1. FIREWORKS - HIGHER LONELY POWER

It was always going to be Fireworks. They released this album on January 1 after a long hiatus, giving me an entire year to have this LP rattle in my brain and linger in my bones. Higher Lonely Power combines several trends found on the rest of this list -- a new sound that needed to grow on me, a need to shake off the rust of a hiatus, a band I took far too long to get to know. They're my favorite band's favorite band for a reason, and Higher Lonely Power is a gorgeous mediation on love, death, and aging. A worthy album of the year if ever there were one.

#fireworks #hot mulligan #heart attack man #spanish love songs #queens of the stone age #zz ward #blondshell #all get out #sincere engineer #dog park dissidents

[hunting-songs]

REPOST Don’t Reblog. Bold what applies best to your muse or italicize if it sometimes applies. Feel free to add options onto any section if you feel something is missing!  

Tagged By: A little Wildbirdie Tagging: @nephytale @skarletchains @bewitchingbaker @gyofukuki @jxgi @uzumakiuser @rake-rake @kiigan @distortedkilling @yeonban @swxpped @zealctry @muddsludge @curseisms @saiakv @huntcrpcdia ...and YOU !

CLOTHING MAKES THE (WO)MAN Do their bra and panties match consistently? Yes | No | Not applicable Senritsu is a "its my favorite colour, it fits"-person, so usually bra/bustier and panties fit, because its all some shade of pink even if its not a set. Do they wash their makeup off before going to bed? Yes| Sometimes | No |  Not applicable Do they wear socks? Yes | No What do they usually wear to bed? Nothing | Undergarments | Old T-Shirt | Pajamas | Whatever they were wearing that day | Tomorrow’s clothes Are they – Fashion over function | Function over fashion | Trendy but values function too Senritsu would say that the way she dresses is trendy, but she also thinks the oversized Musicband-T-Shirts she wears for sleeping are the true manifestation of "very cool". Their clothes are usually… Stained | Raggedy | Like new | Well worn | A oddly source of frustration for Senritsu is that she is too short for moth clothes, so she has to shop occaisonally in the childrens-department. Accordingly if she finds something that fits her and that is not violently cluttered with rhinestones, cartoon-characters, and glitter, she will hold on to it for dear life until it falls appart. Also her trousers and vest are actually craftman-working-cloth, so it is in the sense of the clothes to be worn out for its better to have a hole in the trousers than a saw stuck in your leg.

FINANCES? LET’S SEE How do they handle their money? Blows through the entire paycheck | Sets some money aside, spends the rest as needed over time | Holds onto it as long as possible, spending here and there | Lives past their means As a Hunter Senritsu earns well, insanely well even. However, she also has the same problem as most Hunters: Just because she earns well does not mean that she actually uses the money for herself. Senritsu usually sets money aside for her nieces (unknown to anyone but her older sister) and is giving most of her money to the Art-Museums and Music-schools she had been working for before (well known fact and probably mentioned on her Hunter-Page). How do they handle their bills? Sets aside bill money each cheque | Pays them right away | Pays them last minute | They’re frequently overdue It is not that Senritsu deliberately forgets to pay her bills. she just has a tendency for obsessing over her work when she is working as a Music-Hunter so it is very likely for her to just drop off the end of the knowing world for three months without beeing able to be reached when she is hired to restore an old Music-instrument , or she is tasked to record the singing of a certaine animal in the middle of wilderness far away from any civilisation, so bills are not important compared to that. What are they most likely to buy? Food | Clothes | Hobby supplies | Work supplies | Trinkets | Movies | Games | Bills | Spend it on others (loved ones) | Charity | Books | Alcohol | Drugs | Technology

AN APPLE A DAY How often do they get exercise? Frequently, as a hobby | Frequently, from work | Somewhat, from a hobby | Somewhat, from work | Never Do they drink? Always | Often | Somewhat | On rare occasions | Never Senritsu had not been drunk since the night Ask had played the Sonata of Darkness and she never will be again. Occaisonally she will drink a after-work-beer with Basho or if she feels fancy, she will drink a glass of wine when having a official dinner for work or wth friends. But it will never go over that one beerbottle or wineglass. However, Senritsu has the strict rule that she will not make any big decisions when she has alcohol in her system, so if she is on a date and drinks that wineglass, that date is ending with a kiss on the cheek and nothing more but a pat on the shoulder. Do they do drugs of any kind? Yes | Sometimes | No Her best friend at work is Basho and that guy has probably a degree in chemistry, considering he invented the recipe for "Clean Leaf" and has this recipe on his "Hunter Page" for free usage to make sure his friends (and other people) are not messing with their health while dabbling in drugs. Once a week, when work allowes it Basho packs a poem-book, beer and his fishing-untensils in a bag, tucks Senritsu under one arm and drives with the train to the nearest clean lake where they settle for the day, drink, fish and probably smoke a joint. Do they smoke? Yes | Sometimes | No Cigarett smoke is bad for the voice, Senritsu would not risk that.

EDUCATION MATTERS What education have they reached? None | Elementary/Primary | Middle/Secondary | High/Tertiary | College, bachelors (dependent) | College, masters (dependent) | GDA | Workforce training | Senritsu herself said that "Studying was never her strong suit"- Which obviously for one was thanked to the fact that her undiagnosed Dyslexia in combination with only going to school through online-classes in the first twelve years of her life made school hell for her but also because Senritsu is not doing well in strictly academical learning-enviorments. The highest degree Senritsu has is her "master craftman's certificate" (Meisterbrief) for building wind instruments (although she had teached herself also in other categorys and works in restoring and building any kind of instrument with and for clients), but academically she sat in school until the exact second she turned eighteen and then ran as fast as she could without ever turning back. Metaphorically speaking- the Musicschool on which she had studied from age twelve to eighteen is on the list of her frequent employers, so she did looked back in that manner. Independent study Do they frequently learn new skills? Yes | On occasion | Only as needed | Not usually Senritsu is a very keen student when the topic interests her and it is the nature of her work to always learn more and widen her skillset. In fact, free from school Senritsu is eager to learna s much about her interests as possible and when she is not needed to listen to anyone she usually listens to a audiobook about history, a musicians biography, travel-logs, etc... How do they learn best? Visually | By ear | Hands-on | Logically | Socially | On their own

#hunting-songs: headcanon #hunting-songs #senritsu was a very bad and mischievous student #never took anything serious unless itwas about music and EVEN THAN she was a rascal #she probably walked in with twenty with her hunter licence and her former teachers just quitted on the spot like WE AINT DEALING WITH THAT

[irlcaosdemon]

I'm not a fashion expert nor costume designer but I can't help (pointlessly) daydreaming over potential styles they could give Penelope in S3. Naturally I have a lot though on what I expect to see and what I hope to see from her glow-up in S3, mainly from a storytelling pov.

Bridgerton itself has a certain look to its design that isn't the most historically accurate, especially given their intricate embroidery and patterns. No better example of this would be the Featheringtons of course, since while gaudier their choices are more obviously modern. Because of this though, I want to see Penelope's dresses in S3 to be as different from her mother's style as possible-- not just without yellow. I'm sure they will change her style dramatically, but there's a lot of ways they could do that. Since she is a fairly "modern" character, I imagine that will be reflected in her style especially by the end of the season. However, in the earlier half of the season at least, my main hope is for them to revert to more historically accurate silhouettes and fabrics. Specifically given Penelope's Greek name and the Greek/odyssey references specific to her and Colin's relationship, I want them to give Penelope a more neoclassical look which is quintessentially regency.

Penelope's green dress in S2 is a clue for the 3rd season on its own, but besides the color the style is more simple with only detail at the neckline and near the hem, which are aspects that help distinguish her from her family's style. The style and shade of it though are nowhere near her endgame style I think. I wish I knew more about fabric and fashion in general, because I cannot adequately put into words how much I don't like a particular aspect of the costume choices in S2, but I'm glad the designer from S1 will be coming back for S3.

My favorite Penelope dresses in S1 were the much more flowy, pink dresses: one she wore dancing with Colin and the other was their conversation in the hallway about Marina. They suit her figure well. Perhaps they were trying to make her seem slightly more grown up by giving her certain dresses in S2, but they can achieve that by ditching the flowers and color palate alone. We are no doubt stuck with the unflattering empire waistline, unfortunately, but what would suit Nicola best I think is to have looser fabric that is also form fitting (Portia does and to a historically inaccurate degree!) Ideally, I love when their dresses have the main fabric overlaid with a more detailed transparent one (tulle? idk). As form fitting near the natural waist and bust would be a must though I think - her S2 pink dress which Colin never got to see (!) is case in point. Though there's still room for improvement.

S2 was still just not it for Penelope and hopefully on purpose.

Just to pick an example, Edwina's dress fabric and silhouette particularly in the way it gathers at the hem (if I'm even describing it right) is similar to many styles Daphne wore in S1. The dress on the right is everything I don't like about a lot of Penelope's S2 dresses. It just looks stiff and the A-line is so pronounced...I can't stand it. This is the #1 thing I want S3 to fix for me.

The bust is another aspect I guess, but S2 was already a big improvement. Edwina has a bigger bust than Kate or Daphne have, but they styled her right to fit her and accentuate. I once watched a video of an historian (iirc) critiquing S1 dresses for not appropriately fitting the bust, but none were as bad as Pen's dress. However, this is 100% intentional at least for Penelope because her dresses do not fit her literally and figuratively. The empire waistline should come up to just below the bust to accentuate it, whereas Pen's dresses often cut her mid-bust which looks terrible. The yellow dress at the end of S1 is the worst offender. Otherwise it seems like they push her boobs up a ridiculous amount to fit the dress to achieve the "look". I'm hoping S3 will be willing to break rules where needed. Though like I said S2 was a big improvement, but Pen's dress at the end of S2 is yet another offender IMO:

Besides the color, the fabric and gold detailing are wins but the structure of it...the waistline...is a crime. Hopefully, it will be the last time.

For Season 3, a lot will depend on how and when Penelope earns her style independence from her mother. They could make it a plot point early on, but my hope is that it happens off screen. In the books, it happens over time as Penelope is gradually put on the shelf at 28. Timeline for the show makes that unrealistic, but S2 already gave us a Portia who openly thinks Penelope has no marriage prospects. So, I can see her putting all her eggs into the get Prudence married basket more than ever given her failed attempt in S2. If she starts seeing Penelope as even more of a lost cause and Pen puts her foot down about picking out her own clothes, then Portia might not put up a fight.

I would much prefer this approach so that the season will have enough time for Penelope's true style to evolve. She shouldn't just wear whatever is the opposite to her family, nor more Bridgerton family style dresses, but she'll need to grow into her own style as she gains her ideal freedom.

Re: color, there's so much they could do to evolve that, but I hope they don't jump straight into the blues and greens. Penelope's best looks and more personal style (as far as she could get away with) in S2 seemed to be muter tones and pinks. I would love to see her start the season wearing purple - not lilac, though I wouldn't complain if it was. She will be in a "darker" place emotionally so I would love to see her wearing darker hues which would suit her better. Additionally, the more bold the color, the more she would stand out. The bright colors she has to wear try to do this, but fail because the colors don't suit her and wash her out. Colin might be in the earlier stages of first love/infatuation, but Penelope has matured into it and is likely resigning herself to it being unrequited therefore I would like to see her wearing a traditional or darker shade of purple.

Most importantly, purple is on the opposite side of the color wheel to yellow, hence it is the perfect contrast.

The Lady Whistledown reveal at the end of S1 put her in a gorgeous purple cloak:

That was a moment. I want more.

In my opinion, as Pen leans into Lady Whistledown and starts to show off that side of her personality, her wardrobe should reflect that when possible.

I can't but imagine Megara from Hercules now but redheaded lmao. Whatever the regency era version of Meg is...I want that moment.

Alternatively, they could start her out with more gold and white as a debut 2.0. Penelope looked amazing in her debut dress imo. Additionally, the stars imagery from S2 if incorporated into 3 could be useful visual storytelling. Pen's sisters wore beautiful dresses in S2E1, but hers was of course a brighter, yellower color which was noticeably different.

After all the above, I am sure they will work in more blues and greens. I just would love some purple and above all, she has to get more consistently fitting and accentuating dress at all cost. Not to mention better wigs. I think I have even stronger opinions on the wigs, but that's its own post.

#more than a wedding dress - whatever she wears when revealed as LW to the ton better SLAP #bridgerton #polin #penelope featherington #believe it or not i originally only intended to write 2 paragraphs at max... oops #you know that green dress nicola wore to announce S3?? i need that energy #regency style is a blessing and a curse #the blessing is the silhouette and the curse is the waistline #what i wouldnt i give to see penelope in a 1840s inspired dress..... but theyre probably not that brave #historians would eat them alive

[officersnickers]

Ask meme: 🎨🎥❔ for your fankids

W-Which of all of them? 😳

Just kidding, I'm trying to make it as simple as possible and "just" do this with my four NER-fanchildren plus Minerva, because she always needs more love (from my side) too!

Milian

🎨 What is the exact shade of their favorite color?

Imagine polar lights – and then make them neon!

🎥 Do they have a comfort movie/show?

Milian‘s not the greatest fan of sitting around and „just“ watching shows or movies, but he thinks it‘s so funny how Sci-Fi works like Star Trek and Star Wars tried to predict the future and its designs. He watches them like you and me would see a movie to have a good laugh.

❔Give us a random fun fact! 

Despite having a ton of piercings, Milian only got one tattoo, the one on his right arm. He didn‘t enjoy the session that much, and in comparison to the sharp yet short pain of a piercing, the end result of a tattoo isn‘t worth it to sit through the tattoo session for hours. Patience isn't really his strongest point.

Luucy

🎨 What is the exact shade of their favorite color?

A warm, gentle Carmine Red.

🎥 Do they have a comfort movie/show?

Fairytale movies, especially the ones being handdrawn and with a lot of old charme. It doesn‘t matter they‘re mostly made for children, even as an adult, Luucy does enjoy them too.

❔Give us a random fun fact! 

During her time at the ballett boarding school, sometimes Luucy did train so hard her feet would start bleeding. She wouldn‘t mind the pain or feeling of her shoes being soaked, but her teachers were very furious about this. First rule of being a good dancer is to take care of your health, and if Luucy wouldn‘t look after herself, she wouldn‘t be allowed to stay any longer. From this point on, she would make sure her shoes would always be as clean as freshly fallen snow.

Athena

🎨 What is the exact shade of their favorite color?

Royal blue, with the slightes tint of purple.

🎥 Do they have a comfort movie/show?

Athena does enjoy various soap operas, but her favourite is definitely Swindling Passion; movies with a lot of romance and heartbreak (but in the end, also hearthealing) are something she does enjoy greatly too.

❔Give us a random fun fact! 

Despite being the shortest in her family, Athena actually got the loudest voice. She doesn‘t has to scream to get the attention of everyone, but if she wants to, she is always willed to make everyone become silent.

Jacob

🎨 What is the exact shade of their favorite color?

uRpLe

🎥 Do they have a comfort movie/show?

The first few years, he would never, ever admit it, but Jacob‘s just as much invested in Swindling Passion as Athena is. When he realizes it‘s useless to care about others opinions, he never misses one episode of the soap opera, always chatting with his sister about it.

❔Give us a random fun fact! 

Jacob got only one pair of glasses, but various temples, to match his current mood. He‘s usually not that interested in fashion, but it‘s fun to „decorate“ the most important piece of his outfit.

Minerva

🎨 What is the exact shade of their favorite color?

Pink. Period.

🎥 Do they have a comfort movie/show?

As a child, Minerva was somewhat obsessed with the puppet show „Bunny Brigade“ (yeah, you can see where I did steal this from…). Even as teen, she sometimes can find a good laugh in the childish show, and admires the toy animal of her favourite bunny maybe just as much as the owl plush she got from Gillian as baby.

❔Give us a random fun fact! 

She gets a meltdown whenever she comes near shampoo and/ or a brush. And no, it doesn‘t get much better the older she gets – despite this, Minerva still insists on having long hair. Emma will never get it.

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Thanks a lot for asking, @thathilomgirl! It's always great fun to talk about ones OCs 😘

#Snickers babbles #could have done this with even more fanchildren... but I gonna spare you all. this time at least! XD #The Promised Foreverland #XVI #the promised neverland milian #the promised neverland luucy #the promised neverland athena #the promised neverland jacob #the promised neverland minerva #tpn milian #tpn luucy #tpn athena #tpn jacob #tpn minerva #tpn oc #the promised neverland oc #the promised neverland fanchild #ask game

[smallfrogpleasedtomeetyou]

tagged by the amazing @antithetical-dream-girl

rules: tag 10 people you want to get to know better

relationship status: never been in one not looking to get in one

favorite colors: pink of any shade, such a versatile colour there are few bad pinks out there

song stuck in my head: End of the Line from The Theory of Relativity

last song I listened to: same song as the last question lol

3 favorite foods: caramel, cheese and bacon bun things, sour cream and onion flavoured anything

last thing I googled: bearable (i wasnt sure if i spelt it right)

dream trip: hmmmmm idk i never really wanted to go anywhere probably an abandoned mall

anything I want right now: nothing really maybe a heater its kinda cold

@rosiethedragongeek @lilliths-httyd-blog @eldritch-friend @hiccupismyking @evilwriter37 @mdoodlerfandomart @artinandwritin @unbelievably-sane @lilithmelinoe @velociraptrix

#tag game hell yeah

[sushiisiu]

Hello~ 🙋🏽‍♀️ Your art is really, really cool and beautiful, tysm for sharing it with us! 💕💕💕 I saw you mention that you would like more asks so I wanted to ask you, what's your favorite phase and why?

Hi! thank you so much for liking my art T__T and as for your question it's hard to decide since i like most of the phases a lot...

I'd say style-wise my favorite would be phase 2? I love that it's way more grungy and nasty looking, esp with the new greyer palettes and soft shading. it's in that perfect sweet spot of being more realistic but still having the stylized shapes and anatomy of phase 1, which is great because i get to see jamie's lineart. also big fan of the way he drew everyone's hair kinda choppy here it's soooo cute. most of my favorite gorillaz art all come from this phase

Story-wise tho then obviously phase 3. like plastic beach might've been a hot mess while it was releasing and a lot of things just never got followed through but fuck if it doesn't feel cinematic as hell and the most fleshed out out of all the phases. like the web game ??? and obviously the emotional weight of the story, murdoc alone ruling over a literal pile of garbage and the only people he has with him is a soulless copy of his daughter that HE killed and someone he's holding captive, his only outlet being songwriting and broadcasting a radio show that he knows no one will hear all while being chased down by all those he's crossed both demonic and mortal. like i could really go on it makes me so emo I dont even care if the lost chord doesn't make that much sense. it fucks me up either ways to see it wrapped up like that.

although music wise (and just general marketing and promotions) i LOVEEE phase 1 so much. EVERY song on that album is so memorable and i love the amount of weird noises and falsettos 2d did. love the hologram concerts and the ones with their vas up, 4 whole music videos and an animatic (AND THE GBITEZ!!!!) and a whole interactable website of their studio... INSANE like the dedication to making them seem real is insane i wish we still had that instead of them being glorified mascots. . .

that's honestly not to say i don't like the others as hell tho like humanz had a great art direction too with the photobashing and lineless style and personally i love realistic proportions soooo and the mocap interviews were funny as hell even if i hate kevin bishop. the now now was soooo crazy too im a big fan of spiral imagery and just.. the pink/blue thing is great Fav album art love the emotional complexity it gives 2d (never recovered from souk eye) and honestly song machine is amazing too i adore the "episodic" formula of the music videos and like personally i don't even mind keyframe 2d that bad since i barely noticed it within the videos themselves its the endless marketing that reuses that same pic that drives me insane (billboard near my college STILL has keyframe fred perry 2d on rotation and it ambushes me every time)

ANYWAYS i kind of rambled on but!!!! basically phase 1-3 i love those the most. Thank you for enabling me

#asks #siu talks #sorry if i explained things badly im sooo not literate when it comes to english #phase 7 is still ongoing so... not making hard opinions until the album drops #altho its not looking great so far... !!!

[ballonleastadiumofficial]

water

Surprisingly, two people asked me about this same type. This one came mere seconds after I reblogged the game. Strange.

My favorite pokemon of that type: Swanna

Not a Galarian pokemon, but there's no rule against that, I suppose. I identify with it. Somewhat. Transforming from an admittedly awkward form into one of grace and power... Capable of both elegant dance and ruthless strikes of its beak... that's something I want to embody.

My second favorite pokemon of that type: Alomamola

...My answer here is not so involved as the other. It simply appeals to me.

The cutest pokemon of that type: Corsola (Johto)

...And Galarian too, I suppose (yes, Allister, that was for you). Shame ours don't come in this shade of pink, however. It's quite the charming shade.

The most stupid looking pokemon of that type: Cramorant

I don't know how anyone abides these birds... They're noisy, gluttonous, difficult to properly train... and, of course, they look ridiculous.

#Would anyone in Unova like to trade water birds? #pokemon #pokemon swsh #pokemon irl #swanna #alomamola #corsola #cramorant #anon #rotomblr #rotumblr

[nebulouscoffee]

rules: tag 10 people you want to know better

Thanks for tagging me @trillscienceofficer! This should be fun, seeing that I'm basically a floating baseball that blogs almost exclusively about Trek with no personal info at all on here😂

relationship status: single

favorite color: okay it's this very specific shade of orangey pink that's like subtly fluorescent? I wish I could think up words to describe it better but what's cool about living close to the equator is getting to see it almost every day at sunset🥰

song stuck in my head: 'She Drives Me Crazy' by Fine Young Cannibals, to me it's one of those riffs that's like if you let this thing loop its way into your brain folds it Will loop all day

last song listened to: 'Money' by Pink Floyd- I was just using it to explain nonconventional time signatures (am a music teacher lol). Not counting work, 'Hard Out Here' by RAYE (her whole 'My 21st Century Blues' album has been one of my favourites so far this year!)

favorite foods: well, this is a get to know me tag, so I shall have to be true to myself and admit that I really couldn't choose a thing like this to save my life🙈

(To save a friend's, I'd probably panic-choose cheese (generic))

last thing I googled: "why does male dog keep humping even after neutering". You truly couldn't have picked a funnier time to ask me this question lmao (I've been fostering this stray I found sick and abandoned on the road, he had some aggression issues and now he just came out of surgery... hornier than ever??? I don't get itttttt)

dream trip: North Africa my beloved, I wish it were easier to visit you (and easier in general)

tagging: @fancy-a-dance-brigadier @sapphosewrites @wanderingwriter87 @enterprisery @bijoumikhawal @subatoism @lorenzobane - I miiight just have run out of people so if anyone else who follows me sees this and wants to do it, consider yourself tagged! (And no pressure to those I did tag ofc <3)

#not sure if the other mutuals do tag games hehe #few as they are! I follow like 13 ppl on here not counting the sideblogs lol(which probably reveals more about me than anything said above) #((I don't use tumblr very much)) #this was fun though! *reverts back to being a sentient baseball*

[movedtodykedvonte]

Fic writing asks: 1, 13, 33, 72, 74

1. Do you daydream a lot before you write, or go for it as soon as the ideas strike

The moment I start to daydream, I just start writing y'know? Like I try to turn them into a story or parts of a next chap/fic cause that's likely what I'm daydreaming about. So I guess it's the latter but it had to be a real good daydream.

13. Do you listen to music while you write?  If yes, what have you been listening to recently?

It's a bit of a yes and no. Music helps me get motivated but can serve as a distraction if I get too into it. Usually, I listen to certain music to get into a writing mood and then put on background noise or silence to stay focused. I tend to read my fics out loud as I write em.

Right now I'm stuck listening to The Great Gig in the Sky By Pink Floyd (good for angst) and Pork Soda by Glass Animals (generally just the vibe of what I've been writing/thinking about)

33. Is there a specific word count that you hold yourself to/enjoy writing the most?

Ok so I used to do this strictly, that I couldn't stop writing until I hit a word count, sorta to force myself to be as descriptive as possible, but then I started overdoing it and putting too much into one sitting. Now I try to cap off a chapter anywhere between 2500-4500 words. It of course depends on what I'm writing but it's a safe number that doesn't have me fitting like half the story in one chapter of a multi-chapter fic :p

72. What’s your favorite writing compliment you’ve gotten?

Ok, it was on my glittergolf fic Good Night Moon, and it was about how the commenter was happy I actually made Monty act like a gator/reptile. Not really aggressive and is sort of slow-moving unless provoked. I live for when people notice the real-life accuracy I put in my fics cause I do it a lot. I try not to make up rules for things that already exist and even try to incorporate them into the fic. I think it's fun to base some aspect of fictional characters in reality and I like when peeps notice it too.

74. Do you have a fic you wish got a bit more love?

Kinda, it's more so its a fandom I wished I stayed in and was more active in but the fic is def "Tolerance". Not many people remember me from when I wrote dsaf fics, but I had an au and dynamics and I was really proud of this fic for some reason? I think I wrote the story pretty accurately to the game's dialogue and serious moments, so ig that could be it.

No shade to DSaF's depiction of villains but I like when they have just an ounce of something to empathize with or depict how far they fell into their cruel nature. Henry was interesting but I always felt more could've been done if we felt more than just hate for the guy. It was gonna be the first as I slowly like wrote out my au but other than other stand-alone fics, it never happened. I upload the old ones occasionally but haven't really written anything new.

#ask #fic asks #dsaf #to be fair i didn't link tolerence but still #i tend to not link reuploads or I forgrt #the golden ghost

[piduai]

What are your favorite colors, and perchance, your favorite ones to wear?

favorite colors are these specific shades in this specific order. although i'll take this shade of green over anything else, red is technically best girl because she doesn't have a single bad shade while most other shades of green fucking suck. purple is difficult because she sounds good on paper but when people say "purple" they typically mean its most disgusting shades, such as violet or indigo, while the good ones such as plum or mauve are left in the dust.

the rule of thumb with green is that the more yellow in it it's got the uglier it is, and the more blue the prettier. this is why teal is also beautiful. with purple it's the more blue it has the uglier it is, and the more red the prettier. with purple also it's only good in dark shades, in the light ones the blue is too prominent and i don't like it. blue in general i am not a big fan of. it has good shades, i especially like the ones that go towards grey, but in general my heart rejects it because it dislikes its vibes. pink is good in most shades because its primary parent is the best girl, though some of them are repulsive, especially when it's saturated (death to magenta and hot pink). yellow by itself i don't really like, though gold is beautiful and yellow is an amazing accent for most other colors. orange and brown i'm also not a big fan of. grey also has very good shades and is excellent as a neutralizer. but as i said before i don't think there are many shades of any color that are absolutely beyond salvation if paired with something complementary/contrasting. maybe magenta and lime and other neons but that's about it.

i have a lot of green in my wardrobe, and a lot of red, and a lot of black. some purple and some blue, a good amount of grey, a precious few pieces in yellow and orange. i don't wear white (cream, beige, all of them hoes), pink and brown. but my phone case/headphones/water bottle and other similar items all happen to be rose gold because the logic that goes into selecting clothes is different than the one for small objects

#sorry for this off the wall answer i am genuinely extremely autistic & sensitive towards colors so there's like. an entire system. #anon

[prettyprince00]

prettyprince00 hc

i hc you have brown hair but not dark brown

you don’t like ketchup or mustard but sometimes mayonnaise is good

blueberry bagels toaster on 3

you have a cat or want a cat with white fur and a pattern

favorite colors are pastels but specifically a very pale shade of baby blue

i think you live in michigan

favorite sour patch kid is the yellow one

vegetarian beans

you have spotify but not premium

angel hair spaghetti

if you don’t have a cat you probably have a dog with grey fur

raisins are good but cheez it’s are better

omg u rly thought abt this ... i kinda dont wanna answer none of these so i dont ruin the fantasy lololol bt um ...

i hav dark hair acc, v thicc just like my moms and longish, my hairs one of the things ppl compliment me the most abt/one of 1st things they notice abt me tbh. either that or the eyes/lips (body too ig bt i dont rly count that lol)

i luv ketchup acc ... i like mayonnaise on my salad and i rarely eat mustard bt i do like it a lot as well

yes

i dont hav a cat, i do kinda want 1 tho, prob just the way u described it. i sometimes dk if id b able 2 take care of it tho cus i kind of am like a cat myself already, can u imagine a cat takin care of a cat or anyone else 4 that matter ... yea exactly ... i do luv them tho and they luv me ... they always show up in my dreams too in the strangest ways

yes 2 pastels ... pastels and black ♡♡♡ baby blue might acc b my fav honestly, my fav sanrio character is cinnamoroll and i hav so much stuff in that color including my room ... i feel like baby pink beats it out at the end probably though, just lookin @ it soothes my soul >< lol

dont live in michigan bt i like that guess tbh e.e

nah its the red cherry one 4 sure !! i do like the yellow tho

yesss 2 veggie beans

ummm i acc hav premium rn bt im not the one paying 4 it if u know what i mean (✿◠‿◠)

yea delicious ... i love the name as well ... havent had pasta in a while tho :///

dont hav a dog never had one, i live in an apartment, mom never allowed it 2 my lil sisters dismay ehh

nah raisins rule !!! super cheesy stuff makes me gag tbh lolol ...

#ty 4 the questions lil bro ur one of my fav moots #ill think of stuff 4 u if u want bt dk if im that creative lol #go 2 sleep!!!!! #♡