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elena-oc-blog · 6 months

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Hey remember when I drew the hydra brothers back in august and mentioned in the description that i would have their parents out soon too? Yeah sorry, they got stuck in art limbo as i was distracted with other things but now I have the hydra dads for you to see! I actually finished this like 2 days ago and I was going to wait with posting them until i finished the hydra mom piece too but I'm going through another *im tired all the time* period so thats not happening any time soon so here is hydra dad by himself or themselves i should say. I only drew their heads because I have mercy for myself and am not subjecting myself on drawing an anthro hydra with 5 heads. I do have bust sketches of them in my sketchbook but I still need to figure out how to fit their 5 necks and heads on one body properly so maybe thats a thing for the far future Anyway lore on these guys uh, Im a lil tired so let me just copy paste some miscelaneous lore I posted in my discord server and ill try to elaborate when i feel less shitty. I'll put it under a readmore so this post wont clog up your feed.

The Lièrna family gang is made up of Greek monsters: centaurs, satyrs, chimeras, minotaurs, griffins, some undercover hellhounds, etc.

Don't have a proper ref for this gang yet as I still need to fill their ranks

They originally lived in and operated from Athens in Greece but had to leave almost everything behind when the police started to catch on to them. They fled to the carribean island of Isla Dracon and settled in Auron City, soon recovering their wealth and businesses and becoming one the top dog gangs there and close to being in control of the city. That is until Thorn showed up a few years after..

The Lièrna family front is a luxury car business (building, selling, repairing) while their criminal business is car towing with a lot of extortion of the poorer part of the city's population where they basically steal cars and any personal belongings left in them from the poor population because they can't pay the fees. They then proceed to either resell these cars in one of their used car dealerships or destroy the cars to use for parts and scrap metal. They also loan out money under preditory rates and own some real estate that they rent out for high prices with bad service. So really their whole business is exploiting people, especially those less fortunate. They revel in this, thinking the poor deserve it for not working hard enough.

As for their relationship with Thorn, they hate Thorn but they act like good friends of his whenever they meet with him or are talking about him with people they don't know/people who like him. They don't want to stir trouble until they have a solid plan on how to overthrown him. Thorn as of now has no idea the hydras hate his guts and are plotting against him in secret together with Morrison and whatever other allies they gain.

Im not sure how old they are. I need to figure out my timeline better for that first. And maybe change how dragons age compared to other species idk But I would say they are between their late 40s and mid 50s

Also pecking order of the brothers from top to bottom is: Don, Alekos, Roland and Boris and at the very bottom is Kashew. Kashew is mute and also rather friendly which makes his brothers and especially Don regard him as a useless nobody. Kashew gets a lot of verbal abuse and sometimes also physical abuse from his brothers :( The only reason they don't physically abuse him as much as they mentally abuse him is because having a beaten up head would be bad for their business and image with the civilians of the city. They also cant get rid of him as that would comprimise their health and ability to fuse back together. Hydras can split up into individual smaller and less powerful dragons but unless all individuals are present, they can't fuse back together. And eventhough hydras in their fused natural state can regenerate their heads effortlessly and have an increased durability for injuries, in their seperate state they will die if decapitated and are also much more defenseless in general. While a fused hydra could take a vicious stabbing/beating and live, a split hydra individual is much more fragile and will easily bleed out and if they die, their siblings are doomed as well. Thus hydras tend to only split up when in the comfort of their home or when they take on a human disguise. It can also occur when there is an extreme disagreement between siblings and one or multiple forcibly split off through sheer willpower, causing them to fall apart into seperate entities. This is not preferable though. Anyway i think thats all the lore i have at the moment, i hope you enjoy the boys. Feel free to ask questions about them

#lierna patriarch #lore

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stry-someone-to-remember-you · 1 year

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Didn't have much for you today. Concept Art!!!

So I thought I'd share a color sheet I did back in early November 2022 when I finally came to a conclusion of Dave's final look.... this isnt the Final Look, but the first sketch of what became his final look.

I made this in November on my phone. I was playing around with character colors then.

Also...

This post is my confirmation....

Dave's name is for the comic.

DEWEY

*Hands shaking*

*Breaths in...*

*Breath Out

BREATH IN!!!

Now...

I have something I've been needing to admit for a while now.

It's not bad....

But...

It's about the story....

It's still coming out 😅😅😅(soon actually)...

Dont worry about that....

So what's up?

I want to make sure I've told you... This Comic is officially ONLY inspired by Henry Stickmin.

This comics been 3 years in the making, along with the novel that I write along side this... and 6 months in, back in 2021 around May, when I literally found out Google docs has a character limit which all my notes and writings by then exceed.... I came to a hard choice. With how hard I've been working on this, do I make it original or keep it fanbased?

It was a long thought. But... after 1 1/2 years going back and forth, over this time I let several people I've known for years look at it. Many who are trusted... and they all without knowing my dilemma gave me the same advice "Make it Inpsired, cause I want to see this published" (talking about the novel and little comic stuff they saw).

By this last summer, around when my surgery and emergency happened I made my decisions after on of the last people asked to see it and told me the exact same words.

After several gave me the advice. I decided, what my gut was telling me six 6months in was this needed to be it's own work. I already was changing so much and... honeslty it's the best decision I made for the comic.

Starting August the comic and the novel have grown immensely (as though a short work break also halted it, it hadn't grown more then several pages since tranferijg from google doc). I already planned on changing the art *hense the few pics I posted with faces not exactly proportional, early concepts from the early days of changes already being made). The comic will be made more manga human style. But that's not to say their wont be an occasional non human entities about.🤪😏😉😉😉

I couldn't thank the people people who all told me to go a different t direction or even all you still supporting me and those who supported me since the start. I HOPE YOU STAY AREPUBD FOR THE COMIC STILL... with this know . I hope it's cool to still post the old art work. And if it's okay with you since this was completely inspired by Henry Stickmin, I still hope to post in the fandom. Comic updates and such.

How will You Know Who People, Places or Things Are?

I'll make changes clear, especially when asked.

I had to make these for copyright reasons, including characters and such. But most should have something about them that makes it clear who they are or were in the original game.

I will say the direction while headed the same way... their are definetly story lines as a original work I didn't plan on or at least wasnt headed towards, or used as some inside joke that was a red herring to make you guys think maybe I was headed a direction to throw people off. But with the changes made even that has become a actual plot and no longer is a joke hint.

But all elements from codes, secret languages, mysteries, and the overall story have remained. They've like everything else just grown from what they were. So have the characters. Some character aspects and personalities may have slightly changed but otherwise their still I hope going to be enjoyable to you guys and you can see who they were inspired by.

Wait CODES (SPILL THE COFFEE!!!😱😱😱 WWWHHHAAAAAAAAATTT!!!)

Yep😉😏😊 Its a secret I've been keeping a long time. You can look back at my oldest posts on the S.T.R.Y page give you a hint if you look far enough of codes being a thing.

How are you using them???

WAIT is this...😶😉😏 Like that

TWINS OREGON MYSTERY Show with a certain evil force Type Deal???

😏😏😏

Ding... ding... ding...

we have a winner. WInner Winner Chicken Diner...! However, the types of codes used may change up so keep a look out. You don't know the lengths I'll go even in the fan art... to hide secrets (mahaha!!!)

Phew you dont know How Nervous I am Admitting this...

I'M SUPER NERVOUS!!!

But hey that's the fun if it.😊😊😊 Right???😅

This post is along time coming.

I've made different ones, but I honestly get so nervous about this. Admiting it's just inspired fandom piece but not a fancomic. One that Hope's to become a novel and thus I had to make changes in order to have no issues with copyrights.

Theirs things that allude to game events. But they dont happen the same more like the idea of the evtns is there but they rent the same events.

Just the idea of something that you can pinpoint, like Oh this is a reference to that experience in game. But it's a completely different tale, different journey with several new characters and characters similar to those you love while being their own. However, if asked I will confirm if a character is fully inspired by a HS Character or are their own entity.

Alot of characters from in game I used aren't often seen characters anyways. But I still dont want to fringe on copyright. Some may have a single name similar. But it's rare. In some characters I kept like an Initial the same. But names came ot have meaning in the story, so I can't promise for how many this remains true as names changed a few times before locking in as they are now.

EX.

I admit Ruperts name I still haven't changed but the rest of his name is changed. It's just I got in the habit of saying Rupi or Rup depending on the character talking and I got to attached to it...if I have to change it maybe I'll go for Ruberto... Or Something that way. But I like rupi especially as Rupi used to be a form of money, the name... in the old story this held some importance.... so it's something that changed while the rest of the character remained. In other words they have human apperances as previously stated and because this was original those who had hair I couldn't give their old hair styles. It was hard but I found stuff I liked for everyone. Oddly enough it worked out cause funny envy RHMs hair I had in mind was a nightmare to draw. I wasnt looking forward to drawing it, but I coukdnt find other ways I liked ti. This allowed me to go a completely new direction. (HE'S still a Red Head)

It's also why I've been so careful with what I post Admiting this has been one of the hardest things for me.

I hope you guys still will still strick around and enjoy what I will bring. It's still a fan work being inspired. It's just the names won't be what you expect. And the world though similar isn't the same.

Will all the favs show:

YES!!!

Yes favorite characters will show, most of the mains have a character of somesort that who they are is greatly inspired by them..

Henry-The character whose this stories Henry Character, DOES HAVE POWERS SIMILAR to the game... Powersare important to the story.... But I did have to make rules and differences so they arent a copy of them..

Because of this, I will have characters that Allude to all the favorites (Also same favorite ships... Copperright is part of this story... just they are the same while they arent... their names arent the same nor are their features but one still has brown hair the other red. And yes they run a "Mysterious Clan" of Thieves that a branch fo the Government called the BATs (Battalion Against Terrorism) goes particularly after.

Sadly,

There are characters who didn't make it in, I intended to have everyone as a fan work earlier. But its a lot of work, then there were the original characters since the "Main Main" character would have different people she'd run into as her story was going on kn the background of the game, and long after... It just even when a fan work didnt make sense to have all characters. My least favorite cut was not having Policeman Panza in it. I really wanted to fit him in... it just didnt work out.

WILL asks still be a thing???

YES!!!! ABSOLUTELY!!!!

How????

Simple, I will still be making short comics on occassion that aren't part of the weekly updated ones. And this is where characters can still have interactions. I'm considering using the simplified more Stickminverse version of the characters, kinda also so the comic never loses its inspirations and where it got its start from.

SO Asks, Anon Magic Fun, all that will still be a a part of it. Just not within the main comic. But maybe some things still will occure in comic we'll see. It's literally up in the air situation.

Do familiar places still show up???

Confidently YES!!!

Bats has alot of meaning like Batsh@t crazy. You chat be just anyone to be in that chain if service. Most civilians dont even know it exists.😏😏😏 why is that???

What are the GOV'T must a new form, their own branch of armed forces. As stated above Battalion Against Terrorism.

But the people who are recruited also, aren't the easiest to work with, often are the ones who'd ahve been sent home. But if they ahve potential often they're recruited for a league that need those who dont have a normal mind of a soldier to go up against the GENTS...

GE TS, I'll explain another time what they stand for. As theres some spoiler territory I dont want to get into.

The Wall, shows in a new prison form (the design I came up with looks like a creepy medieval Boss level prison)😬😬😬😬

It's a name people dont want to evoke I fear of disappearing. Even those who work there arent safe... or gaure teeded sanity. You either disapear or you dont come out the same.

It's called 'The Grave Pits'

It's even nastier then the name may sound. It's not someplace you want to work or be prisoner.

Lastly,

CCC

Exists as, CAC or CATCA. I don't want to say the name fully now. I think I did in a prior post. But if I ddint I want to lime GENTS acronym keep the meaning secret. Otherwise, whoops of I ddi say it in a prior post.😅😅😅

Actually all of these decisions most civilians dont knwo about or believe are TALL Tales.... WHY IS THAT????

You'll have to find out in the story.

(Yes unlike HS world most of these places arent known by the greater populace and most are sworn to secrecy about them. The only widely known somewhat confirmed real is Grave Pits. Only die to the state that Anyone Employee or Prisoner goes in they dont come out!) Theres more going on in its depths if you care to dig.😈😈😈

All the usual sites as described will be seen but obviously dont have the same look and while a similar function dont serve under the same reasoning eaxactly... Just in new ways.

Towns and cities, are another thing that obviously changed and the direction I'm going, I decided to make completely new landscapes. Do we start in a desert town/city with a corrections facility/jail Yes.... but the surroundings even the layout of the Jail is different. Has different functions, etc.

Is there a city with hinted mob activy.

DDOUBLE YES!!!😊😊😊 That I couldn't pass up... But the cities different. It also services a new purpose and focus then in game for the story. It's become something totally different then the site of a museum. Obviously Dewey, as you can tell is originally Dave Panpa and will still be a Sevurity guard. He just doesn't have the same events happen. And while a Museum lime that in the game, will play a small roll. It's not going to be the same purpose it held in the game. Nor the main place of his work. Thus the whole purpose of teh city is completely changed...... and as stated there's a prison like The Wall (*cough* the Wall seems tame in comparison when this place is introduced *cough*😅😙🎶🎶 Had nightmares after writting its first introduction. It wont be the giant of heart when things occure there.)

Like I said everything will show, you can easily see what was inspired by. But in order to be its own work it holds a lot of it own location, sites, stories and such.

It's really exciting. And I do hope everyone stays with me for it.

I've just been so nervous admiting this. I need to finally say it all clearly.

So is ths another blah.... blah.... blue BORING Convolutedly llloooooooooooooooooooooonnnggg Worded Super wordy Post???

😊😅😅😅 LOL, You definetly spotted my bad habit.

<<<Maybe I should thi I of having a moderator to help!!!😅😅😅>>>

BUT Nope,...

I BRING YOU

Timeline UPDATES: PROGRESS AND POSTS TO COME!!!

I will in the next few days post the Valentines art (my hours are still off after taking care of my grandma and being up at graveyard shifts from dusk to dawn in that order with her... So I admit my bearing on time for the next few weeks may be askew and off)....😅😅😅

Once I have that, I'm going to have for the Five main characters a little sneak surprise art that shouldn't take more then two weeks to have all of them out if all goes well.. just like a little teaser reveal of them.

Then within a week or two following that (due to Holidays East and Mothers Day occuring by these times I'm also giving leeway fo three qeeks)

Then I'll post the five main characters profiles, maybe a height chart if I get around to it.

After then. I should be Posting my Henry Stickmin Art from original concepts of characters ect when it was a fan comic exclusively... and/or Comic art periodically at least once a week. Or at least some form of an update.

AM I STILL MAKING HENRY STICKMIN ART??? Yes

I will admit, I'm still making Henry Stickmin art. I still have a few Animatics that have either been in the works or planned for a while. (When you have a song that inspires you... you cant help it... you know what I mean)😊😉 So I'm still Making Henry Stickmin Art. I can promise you that. Some are big projects.

Also dont forget S.T.R.Y wasn't my First Planned HS comic. I still plan to work more on the first comic I had. I just am focused on this one. But have looked at in, as mentioned in a late last year update and I like what I had. I just have more work to do on it.

But this is FAR FRON THE END oF me MAKING HENRY STICKMIN COMICS AND WORK.... So if that's what you want.... My main blog will be the place for it.😊😉💗🤩😍

RELEASE DATE???

I've done a rough estimate. And long as everything goes well I should have some form of the comic out to you by the the next several months. I can't gaurentee if that's 2-or six months. Again I periodically help take care of family members and am currently job hunting. I just know it will be soon.

As shown concept for a later scene was made a while back in rough sketch form and posted a progress in February about it.

That shows how far this is coming.

I am doing something different. I'm treating the comic like a novel, so I plan to long as I get a job soon and have the first ten chapters where I want them see if I can get professional beta readers (and if theres such thing as an editor and beta readers for a web comic). And also I hope to get an editor. If you notice I even when tedious miss mistakes in words and grammar (mostly cause I'm using my janky phone and not my laptop) and am constantly editing thanks to it l, as I'm a perfectionist. I know that can't happen in posted work. So I kinda need that for myself. I know its gunna cost money to hire. And I want to see if there are ones in the industry who would work with a weekly webcomic format.

What are the comic plans???

Currently, the plan I have in place after doing research is going to be to have the first 10 chapters done before the first chapters are posted. Posting three the first day and from then on once a week.

I say I want the first ten done. As the last three years have allowed me to know my schedule and with a job that demanded alot of me prior I have a better feeling of that type of work and what it will take to get this done. This will allow me to stay ahead and not have to many breaks between.

If there are Holidays then I will jump to a fun mini comic episode rather then post a regular post. Cause I think it's nice to have a break fun one. Even if the middle of the story.

The comic will contain a MULTITUDE of arcs. Be warned small details may become important later. (There are small details hidden in my Dave Panpa pic that have not changed in the comic... as are early post tags have some strange wording???)🤪🤪🤪

[Honeslty, good luck deciphering those codes from my old posts. SADLY, I lost my personal notes of a key for them. I've looked high and low on my devices and where I would save them. I seriously, Can't find them anywhere. Honestly, if you crack those codes I did leave let me know. I'm glad it happened since it allowed me to find a new way to save these for the future]

The Story so far is split into what I've been calling when talking about the comic 3 ACTS and when talking Novel 3 BOOKS

SO to say the least it's a big story. But it's worth it. It's a journey and I have fun writting it. It's all planned out just haven't finished writting the whole thing. I have my outline and timeline of events locked in. So dont worry it's a work that knows where its headed. and what needs to happen to get to the end.

Lastly, I should Mention:

The DEEADED PATREON and Tumblr Pay:

WHAT OD I HOPE TO ACCOMPLISH WITH THEM????

Not now, but closer to the comic I have plans.

I've decided for myself since I can't put humor, lightheartedness or fun little stories like the end of some webcomics or even some animes after credits theres usually a simple fun little goofy comic.

I'll be having either a goofy comic or some mini comic based on some even in the story. These will use simplified versions of the characters. But they could appear like full versions. This is so whne I'm dealing with heavier topics, for me I cja find a place to get the edge off. And I feel this will be the incentive I will post there, along with early looks at the art. And some early access.

But otherwise I'm not blocking you guys from enjoying the comic. Because it deals with secrets. I'm not going to post the comic early, I'll give sneak peaks on there. But that's it, they won't give away that weeds codes or anything like that.

I want to make it a fair system.

I only have them started but not set up. I'm in no way obliging anyone to support me on those sites. I just want to qualm worries, and give the promise of what I'll be doing. I may eventually release those fun minuses on here.without the pay. But I can guarentee those will have long times between. And it's not a gaurentee yet. Like I said I'm trying ot work out a system so no one feels there missing out on some fun they can have here.

Are these minisodes the same asks the asks ans other fub???

No that will remain here. The ones that will be in there are purely ones I come up with for each episode. I'm thinking Peanuts stule strip tyle situation. So hey if that's your jam, I'll let you no more when I ahve the structure of these more planed out.

SO THOSE OF YOU WHO HATE MENTIOSN OF IT... Don't worry I'M ONLY MENTION IT TO PROMISE to you that I'm not LOCKING ANYTHING from you guys. So I can be completely clear to you what up. Or why I ahve that up. I'm still learning my need tooz for it. Only thing normal people wont see is something I'll do only for paid. But again you wont miss out on the main fun. As that comic will be me releasing steam and being free and just comedic. Again it doesnt mean that I won't release those eventually to you guys. So you will get all the same content you can enjoy on here as there in a sense... theres absolutely not when I have them ready will there be any obligation to support me by paying to enjoy my content. I've lived litterally with no money to my name even when working, I know how it can be and the struggle. So seriously I dont want to make anyone ever uncomfortable. Which is why I'm making my last note here. To clarify everything to you guys.

I just wanted to tell you more on that situation. The funds would go towards way of living and/or if I manage to get someone to at least help edit of not the comic at least the script and paid beta readers... then it may go toward that. WHILE I hope my job when I get a new one will better cover living expenses... AGAIN THIS IS NOT SOMETHING THAT IS OPEN YET. ITS STILL BEING WORKED ON.. Dont worry...

ABSOLUTELY NO PRESSURE to pay... IM MAKING this last part of trh post... TO MAKE THAT ABSOLUTLY CLEAR. I DONT WNAT ANYONE EVER PRESSURED INTO ANYTHING!!!

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With that always hard to talk about later topic lut of the way...😅😅😅😅

I do really hope you enjoy it.

And I hope those of you on either blog stay with me for it. And continue to enjoy this awesome journey together. Cause I'm excited for what's to come and hope you are too.

It took alot finally admitting this out loud.

I appreciate and love all of you for all your support!!!

💗💗💗 THANKS FOR READING!!!💗💗💗

Have an incredible day everyone!!!💗💗💗

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artypartyartparade · 3 months

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[RUNS IN AND SLIPS ON A BANANA PEEL AND FALLS ON THE GROUND CARTOONISHLY]

HI!!!! Spooks here!! Ty for the answer! That did help me understand! And that sounds super interesting! I love Cassidy so much, au concepts about her are always very nice to see

I can't wait for the concept art you're gonna make :] very excited for that!!

Also, what are the other MCI kids (+ Charlie if she exists in this) doin'? Are any of them just as vengeful and angry as Cassidy? I wonder how that would go.. q-q. Also I wanna ask about if the Afton kids exist in this or not but I don't wanna overwhelm you ;-; I'm just veeeery curious because I love the afton kids

I love your au!!! But don't feel rushed to make that concept art!! Take care of yourself above all!!!

~spook

HI AGAIN SPOOKS!! TYSM FOR THE QUESTION!!

(Five Nights at Freddy’s is an indie horror game series created by Scott Cawthon)

Sorry that I didn’t answer this earlier I was taking a small break :))

SO, TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION!

In the Au I made each if the missing children their own boss level in the game, the others aren’t really as aware as Cassidy, nor do they know William is trapped in the game, their code only tells them what to expect and do for the level, as they fight against William. Freddy would have a tune section, step on the right keynotes of the piano when they light up, make a wrong step and thats one strike! Get three strikes and you’re out! For Chica it would be a Cooking challenge, mix the right ingredients, to make a pizza dough for chica! As the clock ticks, search for ingredients around the kitchen to find more items to finish of your pizza., consisting of toppings and pizza sauce, but as the timer gets closer to its end Chica gets more and more impatient. For Bonnie it would be a card game, I kinda like to imagine him as a character that is into board games! You will play a round, depending on how well you do or on how badly you mess up, if you beat him he will let you through, don’t be TOO arrogant once you win though, he doesn’t take sore winners well. And Foxy would have a treasure hunt! Search for his lost treasure of gold riches! But don’t be deceived things aren’t what they seem, if you see ruby gold necklaces DONT TOUCH THEM! They will alert nearby enemies.. oh yeah, I didn’t mention that you’re not alone did I? Little plushies of the crew may seem cute at first, but in reality are extremely dangerous! If you get hit you restart the maze all over and have to find enough treasure to satisfy Foxy yet again, luckily, you can’t exactly lose in his area, I guess it just seems to get extremely irritating doing everything OVER and OVER again! It’s kinda like, in their backstories. As they died they possessed the animatronics of the sections. And I actually didn’t add charlie in here, I may change this in the future but for now she is *poof* And yes, the Afton kids do exist in the au! Just, they have all seemed to have grown up and moved away! But you might hear somewhere that William did see them frequently, maybe they might get concerned when he all of a sudden stop visiting, and wont answer their calls..

Anyways thats all I got for ya so far, I hope that this helped!!

Im still planning on working on the concept sketches soon, but im still trying to get an idea of design and atm I can’t seem to really think of much.. but EVENTUALLY I will figure something out!

Ok thank you!!

#anon questions #fnaf #fnaf fandom #au #fnaf au #anon asks

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newlife-whothis · 2 years

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Ok, my mental preparations for tomorrow. I just recieved e-mail with details of my departure. I’ll be leaving at 13:30 which is too soon for me. I hoped for a later but why wait, right.

So I have to remind myself few things. I am used to this.

I already went to croatia by bus once and I was ok. 5 yrs back or so.

I went to Sicily 4 yrs back and I already had anxiety at that time but in Sicily I managed that perfectly. Abd that was really stressfull since we traveled from city day by day in country we dont understand the language and where english wasnt usual and buses were everything but on time.

When I was in my teenage years I went to netherlands with my uncle by car. There and back.

I went to england just by myself. Flying in plane without having friend with me and was in england like that for a month. And what is more surprising I enjoyed it so much I was crying when leaving. A little. Because I felt special being there? Because I was goung back to reality?

I was in germany for s month. It sas quite close to czech but I was there completely alone and to be honest I was counting days til I leave. But I managed that.

When I was only 16 I went to Ireland for a month first time without family for such a long time. And I loved every second of it.

I KNOW I CAN DO IT. I know I can even enjoy it if I want to. Everything is just in my head. I AM STRONG. I AM the freaking leader in most situations.

I love sea. The air, waves, the smell (food). I will be fine.

My friend with social anxiety who was afraid of going out just by herself to buy food just told me that yesterday she came home and realized she need something to drink and bread and that she just went without thinking. On her way she realized that she did it she just walked put of her apartment without thinking and stressing around.

That’s it. So simple.

It´s just some part of our brain that keeps holding us.

After I’ll come back I will be so much stronger. I think that after I’ll manage this trip I wont let my anxiety hold me back no more. I will be back completely.

Maybe it’s the whole plan after all. I thought this year will be the one where I will make it. Where I will get rich and succesfull. It seems like that in december. And january. But I guess you cant be succesfull when you keep your demons instead and you are afraid to step up. A d that is probubly why this year is supposed to be about building myself. Finding myself and letting go all of my fears. That’s why I was waking up every morning to spend half an hour comuting to school to “my” ukrainian kids. That’s why made a new identity and realite that now I’m building myself as a real mature persona. Without past that should bother me.

I’m not sure whether it was coco chanel or marilyn monroe (and im not going to search niw) who said sonething about girl cutting her hair and changing something. It couldnt be more true.

I was with kids for almost a week in mountains. My first big step. And I was perfectly fine.

Now this is the last test I’m going through after that I will be free and strong.

My plan:

CBD since morning, I will be bathing in cbd probably if i have to

Work - i will do all the things I need to get dobe and dont have time for them

I already made a playlist of music that U’ve been listening to before and make me feel good. Rocknroll baby.

I will draw john lennon (and some fashion sketches?)

I will download audiobook or something I can try to sleep to.

I will be chatting with eva and some friends

I will write

I will contact Vero - I just thought about it while writinf this- i want to be friend with her and I can lead really meaningfuľ concentration (and feel something else

I will be friendly -probably start conversation with others on the bus from the vegan group so we can get to know each other.

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indigoh4ze · 3 years

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party || rafe cameron

warning- SMUT // vaginal fingering, eating out, vaginal penetration, mentions of intoxication

rafe cameron x fem!reader

a/n- so this is my first time writing for outer banks, im terrible at writing actual interactions so im sorry its so bad at first lmao. also disclaimer: rafe in this fic is nothing like he is canon, so his characterization is off. enjoy :)

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the lights were blazing, different colors zapping throughout the room as you made your way over to the couch. your head was slightly fuzzy from the intoxication, but you managed.

since the couch was empty, you took the chance to sprawl your whole body out on it, head on one arm and feet dangling off the other. you watched as everyone danced and made out and filled their bodies with even more toxins. soon, you found yourself just dazing up at the ceiling, lips opening and closing slightly as you lip-synced in a whispering tone to the loud music.

after what felt like hours, but could’ve only been a few minutes, you felt something nudge your thigh. without moving your neck, you let your eyes flash down to find the source of the movement.

hovering over you was rafe cameron. his dirty blonde hair framed his face messily, a single cross earring dangling from his left ear, a red solo cup in his hand as his free hand poked at your thigh.

“what?” you slurred, now moving up on your elbows and blinking back the haziness.

“i wanna sit,” he said, taking a sip from the cup. even in this state it wasn’t hard to notice how good the boy looked, tilting his head back and gulping down the liquid, eyes never leaving your own.

you groaned, pulling your knees to your chest and allowing rafe to throw himself onto the cushion. you were now facing his side, as his hands gripped your legs and pulled them back to their original position, except now they laid over his leg. giving him a curious look, you laid the side of your face on the back cushion and fidgeted with the bracelet around your wrist.

“shouldn’t you be like- getting shit faced or something.” rafe snickered at your words, sending you a glare before looking back down to his cup, which he was also mindlessly playing with.

“sorry, did i interrupt your little..nap?” he teased with a hint of amusement, referring to the previous state you were in, and you scoffed in return, mind clearing a bit more and making room for annoyance.

“whatever.” and then, you were pulling your legs off him and standing up, albeit wobbly as you almost fell to the side, caught by rafe’s firm grip around your arm.

“you good?”

“‘m fine,” you dismissed the boy, confused as to why he was even talking to you in the first place.

the truth was, you never liked him, he was rude and careless and selfish and way too much to put up with. but you couldn’t deny the attraction you felt towards the boy, and the tension that was always evident when the two of you were together.

but you always just pushed those thoughts aside, because even the thought of anything happening made your mind whirl with a plethora of emotions, not good ones by any means.

but then, you also couldn’t deny the recurring fantasies of things that could happen. could but wont, because he’s rafe cameron, and not even you’re desperate enough to be one of his bitches.

“hey?” a light tug of your arm pulled you back to the present, and you turned to see rafe at your side, cup forgotten as one of his hands molded around your waist and the other wrapped around your bicep to steady you.

“i’m really fine-.” you pulled away from him, and right as you did so, you felt someone back up on you, pushing you towards rafe and into his chest as a cold liquid spread from the lower half of your head and down your back.

you gasped in surprise, suddenly awake and alert as you sharply turned to see a boy standing there, cup tilted and empty as all its contents spilt on your back. he mumbled a quick apology, then took off laughing with his friends about something they said that probably wasn’t even funny.

“you sure about that?” rafe inquired, eyebrow raised in amusement as you stepped away from him, this time more cautiously. “c’mon, we’ll clean you up.”

although you wanted to say no and tell him to fuck off because you could handle it yourself, you were too exhausted from the long night to put up much protest other than a dramatic groan. then, you nodded, and rafe led you away from the crowd of people with a tug of your wrist.

—//—

now, you found yourself in a bedroom, rafes bedroom, waiting expectantly as you stood in front of the boy.

“what now?” you ask, palming your eyes and yawning, looking back at rafe with glossy eyes now, which were sending waves of tingles through the boys stomach.

“take a shower,” he implied, as if it was obvious. you scrunched your brows as he pointed to the bathroom on the other side of the room.

“i don’t have any spare clothes.”

“i’ll find you something to wear,” rafe shrugged, “go on,” he urged you to the bathroom, and you followed obediently, not having it in you to put up any sort of fight or ask questions.

“i’ll be right back,” rafe said from the room as you closed the bathroom door, only to hear the door to the bedroom close as well, meaning rafe left.

your mind was filled with the thought that he just ditched you, which was a possibility, but you ignored that thought and slipped your shirt over your head. once all the articles of clothing were thrown onto the cold tile floor, along with your shoes which sat messily in the corner, you lift a foot into the tub, stepping in.

immediately, you played with the oddly fancy knobs and managed to turn them on, warm water rushing through the shower head as your tilted your head back into it. the odd colored drink washed away from your hair, falling onto the floor of the tub and down the drain smoothly. you searched for soap, quickly cleaning up and scrubbing your hair twice for good measure. the smell of the soap reminded you of rafe, not surprising considering it was literally his own soap, you told yourself, annoyed by your current thoughts.

the feeling of the slightly cold water hitting your skin was enough to wake you up fully, but you were too lost in the blissful feeling of the water to pay much attention to your surroundings.

that was until you heard the door to the bathroom open, and you peaked your head through the curtain to find rafe, setting a towel on the counter, along with a shirt and a pair of shorts.

“who’s are those?” you questioned, making rafe jump as he realized you were watching him.

“sarah, i just took some from her,” he shrugged, and now you were even more confused.

first, he started talking to you randomly. then he’s helping you stand. then he’s taking you to his room..so you can shower. then he’s getting clothes for you to wear? how much did you have to drink? you started to ask yourself, questioning if this was all you just being wasted.

but it wasn’t, you felt pretty much fine. so there had to be something you were missing.

“just hurry up and change, i’ll be in the other room.” without another glance towards you, rafe left the bathroom, leaving you standing there, wet hair dripping forward from the way you had tilted your head to peek through. you went back to getting the soap out of your hair, rushing a bit more now.

meanwhile, rafe was in his room, just outside the bathroom, sitting on his bed with his head in his hands. what the fuck am i doing? was his only thought.

he was honestly just confused as you were. it started when he saw you laying on the couch, mouth agape as your eyes sketched shapes on the ceiling. you just being there was tempting enough, but after that he just had to make his way over to you.

the two of you hadn’t had many conversations in the past, at least no genuine ones. most were just bickering, to be honest. but, just as you thought, the tension was undeniable. the feelings weren’t one sided, that was for sure.

when he caught you from falling over, you had leaned into his warmth and something almost turned in his stomach, which was quite nauseating on his side. it was annoying how fucking worked up he got around you. his mind would spin with options of what to do with you. did he want to just kiss you, fuck you or annoy you to death? he had no idea, but it was overwhelming, to say the least.

so when he invited you to his room to clean up, he wasn’t really thinking about it, because everything was happening at once. he even searched his sisters room for goddamn clothes for you.

interrupting his inner monologue, a door opened and out came your figure, except you weren’t wearing the clothes he had given you. no, you were just in your towel, actually. your skin looked slightly damp still, but your hair had been fluffed out and dried a bit from the towel.

“what are you- where are the clothes i gave you?” rafe asked, standing hesitatingly.

“dunno, wasn’t my style i guess,” you shrugged, looking around his room casually, taking in the very rafe feel it gave.

rafe just scoffed, messing his hair up and stepping closer. “well, you can’t really go out in a towel now, can you?”

this reminded you that there was still a party going on, although it was muffled and a bit quieter as people began to call it a night.

“then i won’t go out.” you stepped closer, looking up at rafe with an expression of uncertainty, trying to identify the look behind his eyes, figure out what the fuck he was up to. but you saw nothing. if anything, there were just a bit of nervousness hidden there.

“and what exactly do you plan on doing, then? since your obviously so wise.” now his guarded demeanor was back up, though he had taken a step closer so your heavy breaths were hitting each other perfectly, hands close to grazing one another’s.

“i don’t know.” then, another reminder flashed in your mind, and you looked back at rafe, “wait, why are you even here? isn’t this like- your party?”

“well, technically topper wanted a party, i wanted to go to bed and sleep for a year.” you chucked at this, figuring he had already gotten fucked up today and didn’t feel like another party. then, taking a risk, you leaned in just a bit, and rafe didn’t pull back. actually, he pushed forward, bringing his large hands to wheel around your waist, setting fire through your veins.

it was as if both of you snapped at the same time, first eyeing each others lips, then pushing forward and taking said lips between your own. the kiss was hungry and long waited, immense relief flushing through you, which took you both by surprise.

not even a few minutes of this passed by before rafe was tugging at the towel, still clinging around your naked body, droplets of water probably wetting his floor.

before letting the fabric reveal your body, rafe looked at you, pulling away for a moment and looking over your features, silently asking permission. a quick nod was all it took for the material to be ripped off and throw to the side, rafe spinning you both around until the backs of your knees hit the bed and you fell back onto the mattress.

rafe looked over you with a smirk, eyes skimming over each and every detail of your body as if savoring it. a lick of his lips was all it took for your thighs to rub together, anticipation becoming too much as you waited for him.

this obviously pissed him off, because now his hands were tearing your legs apart, exposing your bare cunt inch by inch. “don’t even try to cover this up, got it?”

his voice was demanding, and luring, enough to make you nod, eyes softening in obedience, resulting in a snicker from rafe.

he leaned back in, delving down to leave kisses along your collar bone and suck on the flesh until bruises built against your skin, making you whimper and grab his dirty blond tressed with your fingers.

the sound of your whimpers made rafe go crazy, but he tamed the need inside him long enough to work his way down your stomach, placing teasing kisses down your inner thighs, but not once touching the spot you needed the most attention in.

“please, rafe,” you pleaded, not sure where it came from but gong with it once you saw the way he looked up at you, lust blown eyes and parted lips, waiting to be against your cunt.

“please what, hm? tell me what you want me to do, baby,” rafe cooed, fingers clenching around the inside of your thighs so he could push them apart and kiss your inner thighs, resulting in your back arching and hips begging upwards.

“n-need your mouth.” your face blushed with embarrassment of having to speak the words, but rafe just tsked, one hand moving upwards as he used his thumb to draw circles around your cunt, only passing your folds, earning a cry from you.

“i need more than that, doll.”

“fuck! please, j-just need your mouth on me, rafe, need to feel your mouth on my pussy, please!”

it seems that was acceptable for rafe, his thumb pausing just above your clit, then dragging down, finally grazing over the sensitive bud and stimulating it perfectly. your hips jerked at the sensation, but you grew accustomed to the feeling once he began working in small circles.

soon, his mouth was on your cunt, tracing paths over your folds and rubbing at the nub with a flat tongue, constantly sending shivers through you as you moaned with pleasure. his hands stayed at your side, ring clad finger’s cold against your flesh as his tongue dug inside you and began fucking your hole with no remorse.

the shapes and letters his warm tongue carved into you were almost too much, and when you reached down to rake your fingers through his hair, you fought the urge to push his head down and allow him to bury himself completely between your thighs.

“f-fuck! rafe, oh god, feels so good,” you sobbed, voice becoming louder as he hummed into you, a smirk on his lips, no doubt, from seeing you fall apart for him.

rafe pulled away within a second, licking his lip and keeping his eyes on your cunt, calculating his next move. you watched as he did so, suddenly feeling exposed as he raked his eyes over the slick coating your folds and your clit throbbing painfully through them. you squirmed at the emptiness, about to squeeze your thighs together, but you were too late as rafe brought a hand up, middle and forefinger pushing through your folds and embedding themselves within your walls.

a loud gasp escaped your lips as he did so, and you bit down painfully on the cushion of them as his fingers pumped in and out of you with nonstop speed. rafe looked up at you, his own lips parted beautifully as he watched moans flow easily out of your mouth.

“you like that, baby?” came his husky voice, only intensifying your already great pleasure that ran through your body. you nodded at his inquiry, not able to form coherent thoughts under his gaze. and that was when his fingers made a hook and pressed against your most sensitive part, making you squirm.

his smirk became bigger, and his fingers fucked you harder, a desperate attempt to ruin you right there. then he was leaning down, still pumping his fingers, and began to lick your clit with fervor, flicking the bud and sucking without resistance until your thighs were clenching around his head and you were a complete moaning mess.

“oh fuck- i’m g-gonna come rafe, pleaseplease,” you begged pathetically, having no time to be embarrassed as he hummed, nodding his head while still sucking on your clit, and permitted you to let go.

the orgasm took over in a huge wave, which came surprisingly fast, and the only thing on your mind was the bubbling in your stomach that was finally freed. moans and gasps fell from your lips as you wet his tongue and fingers, and rafe didn’t let a drop go to waste as he lapped up your slick, helping to prolong your orgasm.

hands reaching for his hair in dazed motions, eyes closed and lips parted, you mumbled, “t-too much, rafe,” which was the boys que to give you a final kiss on your clit, then remove his head and fingers from your cunt.

now, rafe stared up at you, swiping a ring clad thumb over his bottom lip, which was glistening with your arousal. his thumb then moved to enter your mouth, and you dutifully took in the digit, sucking with starry eyes, and whimpering when he removed it from your grasp.

rafe rose to his full height, still in his shirt and pants, which were no doubt keeping his hard dick from standing tall. suddenly, you felt that flush arise to your cheeks from your being nude, and you bit your lip and reached a hand out to grapple at his shirt. he took this as a sign to pull the material over his head, then going in for his buckle as well. the sound of the metal clinking as he loosened it from its straps was enough to send you into a spiral of anticipation, eyeing his clothed prick impatiently.

rafe had that smirk plastered to his face still, throwing his belt aside and then his pants, making sure not to go too fast as he tormented you.

you let out a whine as he hooked his fingers around his boxers, not pulling them down fully but revealing his v line. “rafe,” you pouted, and he decided to be nice and let them fall down, now unclothed as he kicked off his shoes and settled ontop of you, marking your chest and neck immediately.

sighing with content, you held him close and let his lips suck on your flesh, until the arousal was too much and he began to grind against you, slowly. your cunt was already becoming slick again as he rubbed against your thigh.

rafe lift himself up to his knees, pumping his cock, the point of his tongue poking out from the side of his mouth in concentration. the image of your breasts on display for him, and your lips parted and chest thumping was enough to make the boy cum on the spot.

he raised a brow at you, making sure you were still okay, and once getting a quick nod, he pressed the head of his cock against your folds. in the next second, he was thrusting into you, earning a loud gasp from you, which he covered with a hand on your mouth.

“shh, ‘m gonna fuck you good, okay? just lay there and look pretty,” he teased, but you nodded, wanting nothing more than to do as he said.

the thrusts started out mild, but soon quickened tempo, hips stuttering against yours as he wrapped a hand around your leg and pulled it over his shoulder. this allowed a better angle, and you moaned with him as he repeatedly pounded into your already sensitive cunt.

you slid a hand down your bouncing breasts and stomach, then to your throbbing clit, soothing it with your gentle fingers before rafe slapped them away, as if saying “mine.”

his own hand went around your propped up leg to thumb at your clit, whilst the other made a path over your hips and breasts, fondling with the mound of flesh and pinching your nipple.

the overstimulation was rushing through you violently, his thrusts becoming sloppy, orgasm at the brink. you watched his head fly back, eyes rolling and mouth a gape, hypnotized by how pretty he looked even when he was fucking you.

“rafe,” you repeatedly mumbled, forming no other words in your clouded mind.

“hm? does it feel good? d’you like the way i fuck you, pretty girl?”

“y-yeah, so good,” you hummed, your own head rolling back onto the pillow, hips thrusting up to meet his and satisfy the hunger that once again boiled in your core.

“i’m gonna cum on your tits, are you gonna be good for me?” he said just as your orgasm was about to wash you away, and you nodded fast, once again wanting to be the best you could for him.

then, you came, waves of pleasure splashing through you before he pulled out, still thumbing your sensitive bundle of nerves, using his free hand to fist his cock which hovered over your breasts.

you held your tits in two shaky hands, squeezing them together and massaging them while rafe came, painting your breasts and stomach until he had milked out every last drop he could. he mumbled yes’s and fuck’s, along with your name until his high died down.

breathing harshly, you set ur sight to the ceiling, deep intakes of air causing the ends of rafe’s lips to turn upwards slightly. he leaned down to place one last kiss on your flushed cheek before letting himself fall onto the mattress beside you.

“let’s clean you up,” rafe said, turning to look at you, “the party’s not over yet.”

uhhhh yeah idk how i feel ab this i hope it wasn't terrible ig. reblogs appreciated :)

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couldyouspeakmyname · 3 years

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Hello you are amazing your work is so beautiful. Tell me you can write shishigumi and a couple of nice facts about their relationship with the reader?

Thank you so much! I'm so glad you enjoy my writing ;-;

Can I? Yes, yes I can. I love them.

Ibuki

Ibuki falls asleep in weird postures. You know those cats that sleep in a way that does NOT look comfortable? Yeah, that's Ibuki.

Once you sleep in his bed, he can not sleep comfortably without you. Even if you get up before him, or go to bed after him, he’s awake and waiting for you to get back

Likes to pack you lunch before your work, it's always really neat looking. He leaves littles notes in them too.

Likes to fall asleep listening to your heartbeat

Doesn’t have a lot of casual clothing, and will need you to help him pick new things out

Free

Kisses you any opportunity he gets.

Biggest baby when he's sick. He whines and acts like he's dying. If you work, take a day off sick yourself. He will not move from the couch and just wants you to take care of him

Will melt in a puddle if you wear his shirts or coats. If he were a dog, his tail would go five hundred miles an hour. It just makes him really happy.

If he wakes up before you, just watches you sleep. It's peaceful for him.

Really wants to design a tattoo for you. Almost begs for you to let him do it. If you agree, he will do fifty million sketches and panic that you actually gave him the greenlight.

Dolph

He wont tell you, but once he’s established you two are committed he’s in it for the long haul

Sarcasm. Communicates with a lot of sarcasm when he’s relaxed

Likes having his head scratched, but wont ask you to do it. Will do that thing where if you scratch his head then take your hand away he’ll try and follow and maybe fall over.

Doesn’t understand text lingo. Help him. What is LOL and why does Agata keep sending it???

Will take up the whole couch so you have to sit on his lap and snuggle with him

Agata

Remembers all your anniversaries, even the ones no one would think about. “Today is the first time we kissed” “Today is the first time we went on a date” “Today is the first time we went on a trip together”

Hates getting up in the morning, and will try and trap you so you can’t get up either

Kind of guy to help you with chores without you asking him.

Not used to talking about how he really feels, and has a lot of insecurities. When he has a bad day, he wont tell you, but he gives you a look and just wants you to hold him.

He’s stronger than he looks, and while he tries not to get violent in front of you, he will if he has to

Miguel

Gets up early to work out

Will beat you to the shower 9/10 times

Carries everything when you shop. Will bring groceries in the house in one trip if it kills him

While he’s strong, he can’t dance well. He wont tell you, but will avoid dancing at all costs

Loves big hugs

Doesn’t like to wear a shirt at home.

Sabu

Keeps you like his personal secret. Has your number saved under some sort of take out

Doesn’t like taking pictures of himself, and only will if you’re in it.

Has a picture of both of you folded in his wallet, stuck behind his ID.

Doesn’t talk much, but will write you old school love letters, or tries to. They’re really cheese but he means every word of it

Jinma

Plans all your dates extensively, but you’d never know

All his paperwork is organized chaos. You may have to help him organize in a room that’s not the kitchen and dining room

Loves really soft blankets. ALSO really likes to wrap you in them. Best two items needed for an effective cuddle.

Despite having short mane, his fur gets everywhere.

Weirdly, he enjoys baking.

Dope

Likes having his mane down at home. Takes it down as soon as he gets in the door and shakes it out.

Takes long showers. May try and take you with him.

Falls asleep weird places

Easiest way to get him to purr is to brush his hair

Secretly HATES wearing a tie. While his closet is neat, his ties are the last thing he puts on

Hino

Flirts with people the majority of the day, so when he gets home most of his comments are actually sincere and sappy. “Of all the animals I’ve seen today, you’re the most lovely”

Doesn’t sleep well. Sure the bags under his eyes add to his aesthetic, but they are real.

Sleeps worse away from you and if you’re not there, will call you and fall asleep to the sound of your voice/breathing

Likes to snuggle his face in your neck

Deep, intense, kisses.

Loves hearing you talk about whatever your passionate about.

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dragons-bones · 3 years

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FFXIV Write Entry #2: Cursed Covenant

Prompt: aberrant || Master Post || On AO3

“Do you even know how hard it is to make the front page of the Eye for a night of drunken debauchery?” Rereha said disparagingly, pulling herself up onto the chair.

The newspaper—indeed, a copy of the Mythril Eye, its front-page reporting on the aftermath of an orgy-turned-somnus-bust in lurid detail—being held in front of the table’s other seated patron folded over, and Nero glared at the lalafell over the rims of his tinted glasses. “First, don’t think I didn’t notice that deliberate choice of word in there,” he sniped, and sniffed derisively at Rere’s delighted, juvenile giggle. “Second, how the fuck did you know I was here?”

“Saw you from the third-floor solar of the Rising Stones,” she said, gently laying her bow on the tabletop and unceremoniously dumping her pack next to it. “And ain’t no mistaking that particular combination of platinum blonde hair and bloody red doublet. If you don’t want to be recognized from a distance, wear blue.”

“I’ll wear blue when Synnove decides she isn’t going to decapitate that Hannish fop with her bare hands.”

Rereha cackled in amusement, tipping her hat in a salute as Nero snapped his broadsheet back into place, and gave the waitress her breakfast order when the hyur came over.

Gloom hung over Mor Dhona, as it was wont to do five times out of six; Synnove had stayed overnight after conferring with Urianger and the twins (the elezen ones, not the carbuncle ones) about something arcanima-related, but had immediately teleported home to Limsa Lominsa that morning as soon as the weather began to turn, her face twisted into the peculiar grimace she wore during a synesthesia-induced migraine. Heron was assisting Slafborn with some sort of planned sortie with a number of other adventurers deep into gigas territory, and Alakhai had been gone to who-knew-where before anyone else had awakened, while the rest of the Scions were scattered about Eorzea on assorted business.

And Rere, not having any current immediate obligations since the Twin Adders had her out on permanent ‘loan’ to the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, had spotted Nero sitting at a back table on the House of Splendors’ patio among the breakfast rush, and decided now was as good a time as any to see about implementing a little idea of hers.

A fun little idea she’d been rolling around her brain for a while now.

Rereha grinned into her newly arrived tea, and settled to the task of devouring her breakfast. Never conduct business on an empty stomach, after all.

As she scraped the last of her cheese-smothered scrambled eggs and smoked sausage and dragon pepper sauce into a pile of gooey, greasy goodness, Nero closed his newspaper and folded it in half, tossing it onto the table next to his own empty plate. He stared at her as she shoveled her perfect final bite into her mouth.

“All right,” he said waspishly, picking up his coffee mug, “what is it that Eorzea’s premier degenerate wants?”

She chewed thoroughly and swallowed, because while she was a degenerate, but she was a degenerate with manners. As she dabbed her mouth clean with a napkin and pushed her plate aside, Rere said, “I’m hurt, Nero. You’re a friend! I like to spend time with my friends, even the ones who wanted to shove me into a primal-eating warmachina at one point just to see what would happen.”

The lalafell smiled, angling her head just enough that she was sure she could catch the morning sunlight on her teeth in a blinding smile against her dark skin.

Nero pushed his sunglasses up his nose, and took a pointedly loud slurp of coffee.

Rere pouted. “Damnit, too thick again.” She glanced at him and said, sly, “It’s like your accent when you get too worked up and slip back into Garlean, the Echo translates it so you sound like an Eastern Thanalani hick who’s never had tea served properly with goat’s milk.”

“That’s more like it,” the Garlean muttered into his cup. He frowned, then, and tilted his head at her. “Why wouldn’t one have goat’s milk with their tea?”

“Argh!” Rereha shoved her hat back and faceplanted onto the table, hands flat next to her face. “Stupid northern farmer stock, stop making my insults fall flat!”

“Get new material. Get to the point, too, while you’re at it.”

“Fine, fine.” She grabbed her pack, opening it and digging into it. After a moment’s rummaging, she yanked out a rolled-up piece of parchment, and shoved the pack aside once more. Dropping it next to her, she crossed her arms on the table and stared at Nero. “I want you to build me a bow. A very special kind of bow.”

His sunglasses of course hid his eyes, but she recognized that particular twitch of his left cheek that usually meant he was interested. “And why should I do that?” he said, because he wouldn’t be Nero if he didn’t play a little bit hard to get.

Rereha smiled, and held up a finger. “One,” she said primly, “Cid won’t, because he doesn’t create weapons. We are going to ignore the whole thing with the G-Warrior, because we shouldn’t judge a man wanting to get his grubby little engineering hands all over a hot pristine Allagan warmachina.”

Nero muttered something that sounded like, The audacity of not telling myself or Synnove.

She didn’t comment. That had been very rude of Cid.

“Two,” she continued, raising another finger, “this would not be Synnove’s specialty. She likes engineering, but this requires precision and knowledge currently outside her wheelhouse, and while I have no doubt she would become a master in the course of this project, I’d rather not wait the extra time this will take.”

He hummed noncommittally; he’d become significantly less likely to bristle at the mention of other people’s brilliance in the last few years…so long as those other people weren’t present, at least.

“Finally,” Rereha said, holding up a third finger, “and most importantly: you do create weapons, you do have the precision and knowledge already to pull this off, and you have exactly the kind of creative deviousness necessary to ensure this is a masterwork.”

Nero tipped his sunglasses back down his nose, and harrumphed. “Flattery will get you everywhere,” he drawled. “What’s the project?”

She slid the parchment across the table towards him.

He picked it up and unrolled it, so it was flat before him. For a few long moments, he merely looked at it, absorbing what she had roughly sketched out, his blue eyes darting over to the corner to read some of her notes. And then his eyebrows began to rise.

“This,” Nero said, precise in a way that was deeply judgmental, “is an abomination.”

Rereha hummed in agreement.

“Absolutely disgusting.”

She shrugged, a what can you do? gesture.

Nero’s eyes glittered with manic energy as he looked at her. “I love it.”

Her grin was wide and demented and absolutely evil.

#ffxivwrite2021 #final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #nero scaeva #oc: rereha reha #dt's writing #gratuitous references to last year's fills

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chipper-asks · 3 years

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I don't know if you were already asked this, and I apologize if you were. But, do you have any recommendations on how to get out of art block?

I may have been asked this before and I don't remember, but i'll do my best to give some tips!

I feel like there are many different kind of art blocks? You can be uninspired, you can be physically out of commission, you can hate your own art, etc. Because of this there isn't just one way to work out of art block so let me shoot you a few things for you to try out.

Here's the first tip which is a sort of a blanket tip.

Don't feel bad about being in art block. You're not a machine or an ant. We're humans and we all need breaks no matter what the workaholic era we're in tells you. Your worth is not determined by how much you make in a week.

The worst thing you can do is feel guilty about not drawing. I've gone entire months without feeling a spark but when I least expect it i'm suddenly pumping out 1-2 posts a day. Just sit back and forget about drawing for a while. Sure you'll get rusty, but that's nothing a few sketch doodles wont fix!

Tip numero dos! This one works for me surprisingly well.

Give yourself responsibilities! Take on more chores, get more hours at your job, get a job, wait for summer to end and get homework (if you're still in school), (if you're out of school) take a course, run errands for your family, open up commissions, etc

While I was in school my inspiration knew no bounds. Art block was a fleeting thing because I had other stuff to do that was more difficult than having fun and drawing. I joined the HK fandom during my last semesters at college and I was making 1-2 posts a day for 2 months straight. This was because I had a good amount of homework that I could do but I just didn't want to do.

After college my inspiration tanked and for a while I struggled to find any interest in HK. Keeping my AUs updated felt like a chore. Interacting with asks was draining (this all was probably worsened by burnout after graduation).

But as soon as I opened up my commissions, I gave myself a responsibility to other people, and now suddenly my interest in HK is renewing and I'm drawing my ocs again.

Number three!

Consume consume consume. Is there a show your friends recommended that you watch? Hilda? Trollhunters? FMA Brotherhood? How about movies? How to Train Your Dragon? The Lord of the Rings Trilogy? Aliens? What about books! The Name of the Wind? Dragonriders of Pern? Animorphs?

Your brain might be bored! It needs fuel to make those good ideas. Enjoy media apologetically because you're not feeling bad about art block!

There is a restriction to this tip however! Consuming media from places like youtube, twitter, facebook, reddit, etc, will not recharge your inspiration.

Your brain is bored and watching ridiculous speedruns is super entertaining and fun, but its not going to work! Social media is an expert at giving you those easy happy chemicals but juuust enough so you're not sated and you want more. You'll click through youtube video after youtube video and by the time you're going to bed you're going to feel as grey as you started out that morning.

Stay away from social media if your brain is bored (looking at other people's art and fanfiction is okay tho.)

Those are all the tips I can think of from my own experience dealing with artblock! I may have more buried somewhere under the folds of my noggin but I think those are the big three.

1: Don't blame yourself for art block

2: Give yourself something harder to do

3: Watch/Read that thing you've been meaning to

#asks #anonymous

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fallout-drabbles-n-stuff · 3 years

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This is a weird request but romanced (or platonic, I dont mind either) companions react to a deaf/hard of hearing sole? As someone with hearing loss, I always thought it would be tricky to live in the wasteland with it, seeing as you need to be able to depend on hearing your surroundings most if not all the time! (I personally have no sense of direction where sound comes from, mishear people, or flat out hear nothing), so how do you think companions would react, or help a sole that cant hear properly? Sorry if this is weird or hard to write!

Cait:

Hope you have a good sense of humor- because she will tease you. Especially if it's a severe thing.

You obviously can handle yourself out in the wastes- so she doesn't doubt your capabilities, however she still sometimes finds herself beginning to worry once the two of you become close friends.

Will probably get frustrated when talking to another wastelander. Between you not being able to understand them if they mutter and them not being able to understand her accent- shit gets real fast.

Curie:

Considering her medical background, she is interested in what caused your loss of hearing. Were you born like this? Did you suffer head trauma? Any answer you give her will receive a sympathetic "oh".

Just you wait. She'll sketch up some plans and tell Monsieur Sturges about your little problem and soon enough, she'll surprise you with hearing aids.

Danse:

Unfortunately, the loss of hearing was common in the Brotherhood. The only exception usually being scribes or squires. So with that being said, he too suffers from moderate hearing loss.

His isn't as bad..but let's just say that he's been too close to one too many explosions in his day.

However this also means that he understands what youre going through and is better equipped to help out. Which he does- be it using more tactical hand signs during missions or even just kindly reassuring you that "no, you're not a bother" and he doesn't mind repeating himself- even if it is for the fifth time in a row.

Deacon:

Wont outwardly voice it- but he is somewhat concerned. In your line of work, stealth and perception were key elements to survival- so you not being able to even decipher where certain sounds came from was quite worrisome.

However, he knows you. So he knows that you always find a way to overcome even the tough test of obstacles- why would this be any different? It wouldn't.

Gage:

Is the kind of person to tease you and call you an "old fart" and ask if you're "fuckin' deaf or somethin'"

He means well though.

Honestly, he doesn't care much about your disability so long as it doesn't prove itself to be a hindrance in your mission of gaining power.

Although sometimes he wishes he wouldn't have to throw stuff at you to get your attention if your back is turned..it was funny the first few times, now it's just getting old.

Hancock:

Isn’t exactly sure what to think about it. I mean..he understands that it’s a major disadvantage while out in the wastes but..you’ve made it this far, you’ve gotta be pretty dang crafty.

The only thing that would really change is that he is now trying to learn sign langue.

Macready;

Poor hearing? No problemo.

He’s a sniper. Perception, stealth, and all that other good stuff is where he excels. He’ll still give you a hard time every once in a while, but as far as it changing the way he views you? Tough chance.

He thinks that you’re okay, just..let him do the guessing whenever the two of you are in buildings and don’t know where to go. At least he can hear the feral ghouls screeching from down the hall.

Maxson:

Once again. Hearing loss is an unfortunate “work-related hazard” when you’re in the BoS.

So like with any other of his soldiers with a disability, he sent you to Captain Cade to see if there was anything that could be done.

The last thing he wants is for you to die because you couldn’t hear a death law bounding you behind you.

Nick:

Doesn’t treat you any different.

If there is something he can do to help, don’t hesitate to let him know. He’ll help as best as he can.

Old Lonfellow:

Knows Exactly what you are talking about. Being his age comes with a few downsides- hearing loss just so happens one of the most prominent.

He’ll try to make humor out of the situation- leaning down and petting Dogmeat’s head while saying “At least we’v got your ears, buddy.”

Preston:

Feels really bad for you, especially if your hearing loss is really bad.

Sign language quickly becomes a must around the castle. Even if you insist that it isn’t that big of a deal- he doesn’t care.

Piper:

Honestly is so stressed when the two of you go out on missions. She can’t whisper to you or anything!

At least she doesn’t mind repeating herself hundreds of times.

X6-88:

Is already fair warned of your disabilities and couldn’t care less.

He’s here to protect you, no worries.

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rylen-ashworth · 3 years

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Prompt 17: Destruct

“The most important thing I can teach you, when it comes to forging, is precision.” Svaelfyr’s tone was patient and engaged when he began relaying the information to his pupil. It wasn’t often that some one from their group took such interest in his work, and even rarer that he didn’t immediately lose their interest as soon as he went into the finer details of his explanations.

“We’ve already gone through the set up, so once that’s all complete you have to ensure the metal is heated up to exactly the right temperature. It can be difficult to determine at first, but you will get a feel for it with more experience. That value can change depending on the metal you’re working with too, of course.” Daedaena Daena looked up at the hrothgar with wide, bright eyes. Rarely did something so studious catch her attention, but something about the heat of the forge and the infallible might of tempered steel really aligned with her interests. The power to destroy was an area in which she had no equal. But to possess such a prowess for creation as well? It was another stepping stone on her path to true godhood. “To oversimplify, once your metal has reached the appropriate temperature throughout, you take your tongs and hammer to begin shaping. This is an important step of the process because you typically only get one opportunity to perform it correctly, and a narrow window in which to properly shape your metal before it cools again.” As he spoke, Svaelfyr gestured to the crudley sketched flowchart on the chalkboard behind him. Sitting on her little step stool, she gave Svaelfyr another big nod, kicking her legs back and forth as she was often wont to do. She didn’t take any notes, far too confident in her cognitive abilities to do something like that. “The basic motion is to position your metal in the center of the anvil and then hit it squarely with the face of the hammer.” Svaelfyr continued. “There’s quite a few more striking techniques with different purposes, but I’ll go through them in greater detail once we get to the practical demonstr-” The lesson was interrupted by two loud bang from the back of the room. The door had been kicked open, and Rylen was standing in the frame. The first bang had been the impact of his kick, and the second had been the open door slamming against the wall. “Hey.” The highlander began, not waiting for his turn to speak “We’re eatin’ candy and lightin’ fireworks in the alley behind the neighbor’s house. You nerds want in?” Daedaena’s eyes widened that much further at the thought, and she immediately hopped off her stool, straightening up. “Ooh! Ooh! Yes please!” With his pupil succumbing to immediate distraction, Svaelfyr simply reached up to pinch the bridge of his nose with a long suffering sigh. “We were in the middle of a-...” When he looked up again though, Daedaena had already long since scurried off, and the door closed with an audible click. "... lesson.”

#ffxivwrite2021 #ffxiv writers #rylen ashworth #svaelfyr roslinch #daedaena daena

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yoonlixstars · 3 years

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Enemies To Lovers Hyunjin ff pt 2

Pairing: Hyunjin x reader

Genre: Idk hate to love(?)

word count: idk

Note: Im sorry it took so long for me to write this, also yes i am copy and pasting this from my wattpad. so im sorry if theres any mistakes. but yea also last time. on the part 1. i noticed i forgot a part. so lemme explain. in that scene y/n’s friends which are blacpink approach her. (blackpink hates hyunjin too. not in real life, just in this fan fiction) and they talk and then they go to class. yea all that. and if i end up forgetting a part. ill say it in part 3 (if there will be one). okay yea thats all. enjoy this story! and i saw i got 12 notes on my skz reaction thank you so much! it means a lot to me♡

You walked out of the classroom, head hung low and disappointed at yourself for getting in trouble by Hyunjin again. Meanwhile in the classroom.

Hyunjin's pov: I was thinking of y/n and I started feeling kinda bad, I mean, she's in detention cause of me, and i always caused her trouble.

Hyunjin then raised his hand. As he was planning out what he was going to do when the teacher saw him. "Hey ugly!" He all of a sudden shouted, the whole class turning to look at him. The teacher also turned around, with a shocked and angry look on her face. "Hwang Hyunjin repeat that and you will get detention for 1 week straight!" The teacher shouted, her face was red as a tomato, but she wasn't blushing, she was mad af, Hyunjin smirked and once again said "I said hey ugly!" The teacher was now breathing heavily, "HWANG HYUNJIN, TO DETENTION, NOW!" Hyunjin was now glad he achieved what he was planning. Hyunjin got up proudly and started walking out of the classroom. Ready to see you in detention.

y/n's pov: I sat down in a chair, waiting for a teacher to come in. I then heard the door open. I thought it was a teacher until i turned around.

Hyunjin entered the empty classroom. The first thing that his eyes spotted was you, sitting down in a chair while drawing in your sketch pad.

You turned around. But instead you saw Hyunjin. Your face was showing visible confusion. "Don't ask, I just felt bad." (ˢᵖᵒⁱˡᵉʳ: ʰʸᵘⁿʲⁱⁿ ˡⁱᵏᵉᵈ ʸ/ⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ʸ/ⁿ ˡⁱᵏᵉᵈ ʰʸᵘⁿʲⁱⁿ)

"Yea right." You said that while rolling your eyes. "you 'felt bad'." You glared at him. As he took a seat next to you.

You resumed working on the drawing on your desk. But you felt like someone was staring at you. You looked to your side to just see Hyunjin gazing at you. "W-what? Is there something on my face?" You stuttered saying that. His gaze was making you loose your mind.

"There's nothing on your face." Hyunjin responded. His lips curving into a smile. After he said that. Everything seemed awkward again. Until your stomach growled. You felt kinda embarrassed he had to hear it too. His soft chuckle filled the room. "Here, i brought a sandwich." He said. His hands digging in his school qbag until he found the sandwich he was talking about. But you were shocked. That was the first time Hwang Hyunjin a.k.a your enemy, has been nice to you.

"Here, i found it." He offered the piece of food. You stared at it. Wondering if you should accept it or no.

"Do you want it?" He asked.

You were about to say no. But you were too hungry. And gladly accepted it.

A smile once again appeared in Hyunjin's lips. Wondering why he has been mean to you, all of these years. Instead of becoming nice friends. He decided to be like this to you. He was staring at you once again. Not noticing for how much time his eyes were glued on to you. Until you finally noticed it again. “Why do you keep staring at me?” You asked, but he just said nothing. “Are you hungry too?” You asked him, offering his sandwich back, which was almost done. But he replied with a “nothing, wanna hear a joke?” (a magical 15 minute time skip.” You and hyunjin were now laughing a lot with each other

Just talking about random stuff and funny moments that happened to one another

You actually never knew hyunjin could be like this

You always thought he was just some jerk. But now that your actually getting to know him,

You realized you were wrong.

He then stopped laughing and said your name.

“Hey y/n?” you looked at him, and just hummed in response.

“Can i confess something?” You once again a hummed a yes. Curious at what he was going to say.

(Im not good at writing confessions. so you could make up your own, i will still write a short one.)

“Y/n, i like you, i mean, love you. i know you wont believe me since i have been awful to you all these years but the reason why i did that, is because i was afraid you wouldnt be friends with me. so thats why i started bothering you. its okay if you dont feel the same way i und-”

you cut him off with a passionate kiss. (magical 30 seconds time skip)

he was the first one to pull away. He was blushing and you found it very cute. “S-so does this mean you like me too?” He asked, and he started looking like a tomato.

“Of course silly!”

You smiled at him, and he returned it back with a warm smile, he was starting to lean in for another kiss but it got interrupted.

“WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING ON THE FLOOR?!” You and Hyunjin quickly stood up, looking nervous as hell. “u-um, we were-” The teacher cut you off. “I DONT CARE YOU WILL STAY IN HERE FOR THE REST OF THE DAY, AND ON SATURDAY YOU ALSO HAVE DETENTION!”

You and hyunjin both looked at each other, and shrugged.

I mean at least he got to stay with you?

okay and then you and hyunjin started dating, your friends were shocked but soon they became friends with him too and yea okay The End.

also there wont be no part 3, i finished the whole story in this part even tho there was gonna be more :(

and this is not proof read so sorry for any mistakes. also after this i might post another skz reacting to their s/o because the last one got like 22 notes i dont remember but yea i hope you enjoyed this story!

#hwang hyunjin #skz hyunjin #skz #stray kids #hyunjin #stray kids hyunjin

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demonwifey · 4 years

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What about reader coming home with a new hair cut and beetlejucie thinks it's super cute. He wont stop messing with readers hair.

Hey guys, it’s been a minute since I’ve answered someone’s ask. And my dumbass thought I accidentally answered it privately to it’s lovely sender above👆🏽when actually it was in the bottom of my drafts🤦🏽‍♀️. Basically I had a mini panic attack but we’re just going to ignore that. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy!💜🖤💚

Warnings: Cursing, hints of sex

Word Count: 2,256

On a ‘regular day’, when you came home, you would be tackled into a giant bear hug and hounded with kisses by your boyfriend, Beetlejuice. But for some reason, that wasn’t the case today. When you walked in, everything was quiet. Unusually quiet.

“Hey, Beej! I’m home!” You called loudly, thinking maybe that would trigger him to come out, but still nothing.

Maybe he was gone, you thought. He did have the tendency to pop back and forth between your house and the Netherworld. You let out a small sigh while taking off your shoes. Great, now you would have to find something else to entertain yourself with while he was gone. TV? Reading? Sketching? It all sounded really boring without Beej around to make you laugh in the middle. You took a second to run a hand through your hair while making your way to the bedroom.

You had a hair appointment this morning but it was more of you visiting a friend while she did your hair. One of your close friends from high school was in beauty school so she would often ask you if she could use your hair for practice. You never minded, obviously. It was almost part of your own style. You loved changing your hair every chance you could. You’ve had long to short, dyed every color in the rainbow, etc.

So Beej wasn’t around to see your new hair, he’ll probably pop back in within the next day or so and you could show him then. As you walked to your bedroom, you pulled the hem of your shirt over your head, wanting to get into some comfortable pajamas as quickly as possible. As you turned into the doorway, you were met by an interesting sight.

“Welcome home, babycakes.” Beetlejuice spoke in a seductive tone, wiggling his eyebrows along with the words.

It took everything in you not to laugh at the demon man and his dramatic display he had waiting for you. Beetlejuice laid on his side, propped up on one elbow. Spread around him, what looked like to you, were a plethora of dead rose petals. The lights were turned off but the man had a few candles scattered around the room. With just enough light, you could see that he was wearing your silk lilac robe. And you could tell, unfortunately, that his wide body was stretching the robe out of place. To top everything off, you noticed the pink packaged condom resting between his teeth. Using one hand to cover your mouth, trying to hold in your laughter, you began to speak

“Well, hello to you too, Mr. Juice.” You slowly began to walk into the room. Beetlejuice eyed you up and down as you got closer, immediately noticing that you were only standing in your bra.

“I see you’ve already got started. I like it when a woman is ten steps ahead.” He muffled out with the condom still sitting between his teeth. You rolled her eyes and sat down on the bed.

“How can I be ten steps ahead of something I didn’t even know was happening?” You grinned as Beetlejuice slowly crawled his way over to you, trying to look overly seductive as possible. Not that it mattered, whatever he did, he would always be the sexiest demon around in your eyes. You threw the shirt in your hand to the side, then used it to take the condom from Beej’s teeth once he was close enough. You gave the man a quick kiss on the lips before speaking again.

“What’s all this for? Please don’t tell me I forgot something important.” You asked, feeling Beetlejuice’s hands snake around your waist. You giggled as his arms started feeling up and down your body. Just as he was about to say something, he stopped and gasped. You turned to look at him, thinking something was wrong. Oh god, did you forget something important? While scrambling your brain trying to think of any important events in your relationship, you felt one of his hands graze through your hair.

“Babes...your hair.” Beetlejuice gawked as he got closer, if that was even possible. You smiled, already knowing what he meant.

Usually, your hair was styled into a thick coily afro. While visiting your friend, you thought you were only getting a shampoo and deep condition. But instead, she told you she had to practice straightening natural hair. At first you were a little worried because you hadn’t put heat on your hair since high school. You were now 23, making your natural hair journey 4 years so far. Your hair was strong, thick, and healthy just like you wanted for so long. You had been a little nervous about the heat damage that could follow behind. But in the end, you said “fuck it” before letting your friend do her thing. And the finished product made you forget about any worry you had before. You smiled at Beej, using your hand to move some of the hair around.

“You like it? Andrea said she had to practice some straightening so we ended up with this?” You said, giggling at Beej’s dumbfounded face.

Beetlejuice could only look at you in awe. Not long did his look of admiration turn to a look of mischief, however. The demon man moved his head and locked your lips in a long kiss before grabbing your waist, throwing your body to the middle of the bed. You laughed as Beetlejuice used his full waist to straddle her.

“I think it looks good, babes. But it’s a shame that it’s gonna get messed up in a few minutes.” Beetlejuice spoke. You felt his hands reach behind you to undo your bra. You giggled before using your free hand, the other still holding the mystery condom, to grab Beej’s jaw.

“Oh, no. We’re not doing anything until you tell me what’s with this big display and why you’re wearing my robe.” You laughed. Beej pouted when you stopped him.

“I just wanted to do something special for my favorite breather. And then you come in looking like a sexy snack and just made everything even better.” The demon man explained while also blowing a raspberry on your collar bone. “Aaaaand, I took your robe because it makes me feel sexy.”

You couldn’t hold any more laughter in after that. God, this man was too much of a goofball for you to handle.

“Okay, fair enough. But that still doesn’t explain this.” You waved the small wrapper in front of Beej’s face. He only gave you a cheeky grin.

“Oh, I stole that out of Charles’ and Delia’s room. And look, it's flavored~” Beetlejuice picked the wrapper out of your hand and turned it around. He wasn’t lying. There was a heart shape covering most of the silver wrapper and underneath wrote ‘strawberry flavored’.

“Beej, don’t go around stealing other people’s things. Especially their condoms.” You groaned, hating the fact that you now had knowledge of the couple you saw as a second set of parents using flavored condoms. You heard Beetlejuice chuckle before continuing to kiss your collarbone.

“Babes, you are worried about all the wrong things right now. Just sit back, relax, and let the B-man work his magic.” Beej said as he kissed his way down your body.

“Hmm, I guess seeing you in my robe did do something for me.” You spoke, a laugh not far behind after feeling Beej give a small bite to your hip.

****

You laid your head on Beetlejuice’s chest, huffing out short breaths as you tried to get your breathing back on a regular pace. Beej laid grinning like an idiot, one arm wrapped around your shoulder while the other held your hand on his chest. Once he heard your breathing calm down, he turned to look at you, the cheeky grin still eating at his face.

“Hot damn, babes. Had I known you’d go crazy like that, I would’ve stolen those condoms weeks ago.” The demon man laughed. You side-eyed him, finally getting your breathing under control.

“Don’t get smart, Beej. If you wanted to try something different you could’ve just told me.” You said, adjusting yourself more comfortably in his arms.

Beej chuckled at your comment, leaving you two to sit in silence for a while. After a minute, you felt his arm that wrapped around your shoulder move up. Soon his hand was combing through your hair. His fingers felt so soothing against your scalp, practically making you purr under his touch.

“Ugh, I bet my hair looks like a mess right now.” You spoke, nuzzling more into his chest. “All that work put into straightening and I probably just sweat my curls right back in.”

“I don’t know, babes. Looks just fine to me.” You could almost hear the smirk in his voice. You felt his fingers swirl some of your locks.

“Oh please, anything that indicates we had sex looks fine to you.” You spoke. Beetlejuice only shrugged his shoulders in agreement. Although you wanted to stay in this position with him, you soon heard your stomach grumble. You’d forgotten you hadn’t had anything to eat except breakfast and half of a granola bar all day.

“Alright, I need some food. Ooh, I think I’ve still got some ramen in the cabinets. I’ll make one for both of us.” You spoke as you moved to get off the bed.

Surprisingly, Beej didn’t try to hold you longer. Usually he’d put a tight grip on your arm and not let you go until he was completely ready. After locating your robe thrown somewhere on the floor, you wrapped in around you while heading to the kitchen. You laughed to yourself when you noticed it was a little bit bigger from Beej stretching it out with his pudgy body.

You took your time in the kitchen, waiting for the water in the kettle to heat up quickly. While you leaned your body against the counter, you ran on hand through your hair. And just like you suspected, your curls were just about coming back in. Oh well, you’ll probably have to re-straighten it again tomorrow. At least Beej liked it. Speaking of, you saw his familiar body walking into the kitchen...still entirely naked. Your eyes widened as you looked to the side, seeing the curtains to your front window were still open.

“Beej! Go put some clothes on, my neighbors will see you!” You exclaimed. He turned towards you, all glory out in the open.

“Come on, sexy. It’s pretty selfish of you to wanna hide this perfect piece of man candy from the rest of the world.” He grinned, confidently walking over to you. You rolled your eyes as he mimicked your position against the counter. As much as you wanted to tell him not to lean his naked ass against the counter, you realized there was no point. Soon, you felt a hand that wasn’t yours run through your hair. Nuzzling into his touch, you smiled at the demon.

“You really like it, huh?” You spoke. He matched your smile, hand grazing through the ends.

“Oh yeah, doll. It makes you look different. Like a sexy business woman.” Beej spoke, still mesmerized in your hair.

“Okay...I’ll take that.” You giggled at his comment.

Realizing that the water was getting close to boiling all the way, you told him to go back to the bedroom. You weren't far behind as you finished everything up in the kitchen. Once you both got settled in bed, you listened to Beetlejuice go on about his day while he sloppily ate. You’d lose some of the story while he scarfed down a hand full of noodles and tried to talk with his entire mouth full. All you could do was laugh while simultaneously dodging traces to spit here and there.

Finally the day was dying down and the sun was setting. You found yourself laying next Beej while he sat up, back against your headboard. Your arms were wrapped around his waist and you nuzzled your head against his side. And yet again, you felt his hand run through your hair. You would’ve said something about it but meh. What Beetlejuice was doing was surprisingly soothing. Feeling his finger pick up some of your hair and then watch the locks slip through his fingers. You hated that it made you feel like a cat that enjoyed being petted, but dammit it felt so good. You weren’t really sure if it was Beej or the TV in your room talking as you felt yourself dozing off.

“Aww, falling asleep, doll?” You just about heard Beej speak in a lowered tone. Although his voice had a raspy tone, it helped soothe you even more. You nodded with a soft moan as his fingers massaged your scalp gently.

“Yeah, cause somebody keeps playing with my hair like I’m a cat. It feels really good when you do that.” You spoke softly. You heard him chuckle while gently pulling at some of the ends.

“Well I can’t help it, kitten. You just look so adorable.” Beej cooed, making you feel just a little bit more excitable than you’d like to admit.

Letting out another small moan, you decided not to let yourself get too worked up. Only getting closer and using your arms to tighten the grip around his waist. You let yourself slowly drift off while still feeling his hands entangled in your hair.

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im putting all the things ive been meaning to write posts about into one single item because i am feeling Very Observed lately and i figure with it being as early as it is that hopefully this wont show up on some peoples dashes by the time they get around to pulling up tumblr today.

first of all heres a photo dump and some captions

from when i texted charlie my images of the sisko card, which i was really hoping he’d like

a smiley face on my coffee

i was gonna make a gender joke here bc the longer i looked at these before n after pinning back my hair pictures the more i was like ‘oh we just flipped gender presentation like a lightswitch huh’ but that was not funny and i am not funny and I wish i were but im not and its kind of a >:( fact thats been bugging me lately.

from mom, yesterday, who dropped off one for me, one for nick, one for mia, and one for abe. i was expecting this to be the only thing i got/heads up/message on valentines day but i woke up this morning to find that aub had sent me a playlist that i looked at but havent listened to yet (because im trying to order my responses to things in increasing complexity and time--i responded to the tik toks elanor sent me first, them had a look at the star trek document that joe sent me and commented on the questions he asked without giving away spoilers, and am now making this post, which ive been meaning to make, and will then maybe try to listen to the playlist and then respond to michelle’s email)

these are joes thoughts from some ds9 episodes. initially, i’d sent him a list of ‘best’ episodes (my favorites AND the eps i thought were most emblematic of ds9′s issues--bajor’s relationship with cardassia, trill relationships, etc) hoping that he’d be able to see the merit of the show, but he insisted on re-watching the first episode before he started working on the list because he’d only seen it once a long time ago, and then, after watching ep 1 and captive pursuit (with tosk) decided that he’d try to watch the full first season, especially after i expressed my dismay at realizing he wouldn’t get the chronological introduction to garak bc ep 3 wasnt on my list of best episodes. anyway. he showed me this list of written reactions after watching ep 1 and captive pursuit and it made me so happy he decided he’d keep doing it, which i insisted wasn’t necessary because it seems to me like a lot of work (and which i still feel guilty about) but he was like told me that he’d only seldom seen me as happy as i was upon reading that and it was something little he could do to foster that joy which.. makes my heart crack in two).

anyway. the real reason i started this post was because ive been up in arms for the past few days about mia and covid.

speaking of which.

baby ‘passed’ first covid test. that arrow on the side is the minimized player where im watching nemesis. hah.

anyway.

to make a longer story short, my (pregnant!!!) sister decided, stupidly, to go with her boyfriend abe, a sound engineer, to a broadcast stage he was setting up in california, because she has a liver condition that appeared during her pregnancy which makes giving birth difficult (which is emotionally challenging for her because she had always wanted to do an at-home birth without drugs) and in fact, is a condition which typically leads to the birth having to be induced early, which means, at this point in development, that she could potentially need to have the child at any time. she went with him because she didn’t want to be without him if the baby needed to come. she was there for a week, with the both of them feeling sick all the while, and then came home early without abe because she felt bad and wasnt having fun, eventually getting a ride from my mother (who lives with my grandmother and great aunt, 93 and 86 respectively) back home from the airport (she took a PLANE!?). anyway. at our insistence, she was tested the same day she got home. she was reluctant to do it because she ‘didn’t think she had it’ and figured that it was ‘just the flu, honestly’ as if she had any way of knowing that???? in the day she was waiting for her test results, she came out of her room multiple times without a mask on, walking around the kitchen or playing with the dogs, even though we told her to stay in her room (and had brought her food/hot tea/whatever else she needed). she had no reason to come out when she was 1. sick and 2. not quite sure if she had covid or not

anyway. her test came back positive so she was trying to ‘stay in her room’, which lasted for.. not even a day. nick and i, who hadn’t seen either of them in a week, but had been around each other, got tests. we (as pictured) both got negative results, so mia must have gotten it in california rather than from someone we’d all seen (like nick and mia’s dad or stepmother earlier in the month)

abe came home soon after and had taken two rapid tests when he landed, but then, when coming home, immediately was sitting in the same room as my sister, without a mask on. he slept outside in our ‘arizona room’--a screened in patio with a futon in it for the first night. when his results came back (as negative), he decided that he was fine to be in the house, so wouldn’t wear a mask in the kitchen or in the living room, (something nick and i both did) AND would also be in the same room as my sister for long periods of time. i’d like to think he was wearing a mask in there, but i can’t be sure. he was playing video games in their shared room where mia was watching tv, as long as he (AND I QUOTE) ‘stayed in his corner’. it’s a ten by ten room at most. there’s no way that staying in there, even with a mask on, for as long as he did was a smart option. so... to reiterate. abe was in a room with my sister, who has covid, for a long period of time, and then wouldn’t wear a mask when in the common areas that everyone uses. which is... great right

and the thing thats been annoying me for these last couple of days in particular, ASIDE from all the dumb shit they’ve done up to this point, is that mia says abe needs to bring her food (valid) and YET mia is always in the kitchen (which doesn’t make sense). i was in the kitchen preparing a meal the other day and she came out to refill her water. which, if abe was functioning SOLELY to bring her things, as she was insisting, would not have warranted her coming out of her room. it was the middle of the day. she could have said she needed water and left her cup by the door and i could have refilled it and brought it back.... but she didn’t. i was wearing two masks (a cloth one over a medial grade one) but was still wary about her being there--because I was making food. i told her to get out of the kitchen because she’d finished getting her water, but she said ‘just a minute!!’ and continued, not three feet away from me, trying to pick up one of the dogs and playing with her. i kept telling her to go back to her room but she was acting as though i was being rude and being completely unreasonable??? she takes every request we make for her to stay away from us as a personal attack, like we don’t want to see her or be around her, instead of us trying to protect ourselves from covid??

THEN the fun part is after all this, abe sets up an inflatable mattress in the office (which is :) right :) next :) to my room) because he decides he doesn’t want to sleep in the same room as mia (reasonable) despite having been occupying the same room as mia for hours (STUPID). so now abe is using the hall bathroom, which nick and i use/shower in/brush our teeth in. before, abe had been using mia’s bathroom off the bedroom, and, again, had been sleeping in there. so now, if abe DID catch it from mia, which is likely, at this point, he’d going to give it to nick and i.

nick and i were upset about this, and told mia last night that she needed to stay in her room. that was how people quarantined. that is how you quarantine. you do not leave your room for ANY reason, especially if you have 1. MULTIPLE PEOPLE CAPABLE AND WILLING TO BRING YOU FOOD AT ANY TIME OF DAY and 2. A BATHROOM THAT CONNECTS TO YOUR ROOM. she came out and started yelling at us about abe, though neither of us wanted to fight with her (and there was no reason to fight about something we were CLEARLY right about). she said ‘YOU CANT HAVE IT BOTH WAYS’ which meant that abe can’t not use the livingroom and the hall bathroom (which we were saying he shouldnt do) and that he can’t be in quarantine with mia (stay with her in her room) but the thing is.... BECAUSE he has spent so much time with her, and because they weren't wearing masks when they were outside and BECAUSE he spent hours playing video games in the room that my sister has been quarantined in for a whopping two days--he now shouldnt ALSO be using our bathroom, because now we can get sick. (and probably fucking will!!!!) she is having him now stay in the office and use our bathroom (GREAT) instead of just biting the bullet and staying with her because he ALREADY HAD BEEN staying with her

and now they are both in the kitchen :)! i can hear them from my room. great.

anyway here r some sketches that i never uploaded before cause theyre hideous but im putting here because i hope to fuck no one actually reads this/scrolls down this far

#captain's log #it does not compute to me #that you can just be this fucking stupid #i hate her #i am SO fucking mad at her about this i dont want to live here :)

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