I have this feeling, that Alexy comes back but like, not completely (he doesn't have a body or something like that -> he speaks as Armin's reflection in the end) and uh idk, that’s just what I thought about
I haven’t heard about either things you mentioned, I’m sorry, I guess I have a pretty specific taste in books/movies/etc 😅
@draconess-tania
#IS THE ENDING WHAT I THINK IT IS???
Not sure, what do you think it is 😂
I was inspired by Pet Semetary (the wording) and Twin Peaks (if you know you know) but the trope itself is pretty common.
amazing
I was taking a break from my homework, and my graphic tablet was too far away from me…yes, this is Lance,, I mean Cursed Lance.
Friends dared to kiss a stranger with Kentin and Candy,pleaseeee 💖💖💖❣❣❣
edzwuzfiur thank you so much, I hope you will like it 💖 feel free to ignore the last sentence, I don’t know what I thought when I wrote that down
Send me New Year’s Eve prompts!
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Candy’s P. O. V.
“Five minutes left until midnight!” a sharp voice interrupted the flow of my thoughts. I suddenly remembered where I was - in the Snake Room, with a bunch of friends - and reddened a little with embarrassment. They were looking at me, expecting something from me until I finally realised Rosalya had asked a question.
“Oh sorry, I didn’t pay attention, my mind was just wandering...”
Rosa waved one well-manicured hand as she lifted the other one to her mouth, taking a sip of cold-punch, then turned to Alexy. “Who’s next?”
“Well... it’s the starer’s turn! Candy, truth or dare?”
I glanced at the row of empty beers on the table in front of me. I already shared some experiences that I would have preferred to be unsaid, earning much laughter from my friends. I thought a bit, then downed the leftover of the open can before me and threw my shyness out the window.
“Dare.” I saw the Rosa’s face shine up with surprise, because no matter how many secrets and bad stories I had, dare was always more adventurous than truth, especially that it was the first for me that night.
Alexy took his sweet time to truly ponder it. He knew that I didn’t like too wild tasks, while I knew that he wouldn’t miss a chance like this to embarrass me a little more. His eyes glinted with excitement as he finally faced me, decided.
“I dare you to kiss the first person who enters that door” he said while pointing at the front-door next to our table, and I let out a sigh of relief. The Snake Room wasn’t spacious that night at all, but the crowd itself didn’t change much except for some people leaving to the restroom. We agreed that the others go on with the playing while I stand beside the door, waiting for someone to turn up.
Before midnight, when some people already started the countdown, someone entered. I didn’t have the time to have a good look at him, but I can clearly remember his green eyes, piercing through mine with surprise as I sealed my lips on his. The alcohol-tasted kiss didn’t last long, I only realised after it that he cupped my cheeks. Neither of us really wanted it to end, he was a pretty good kisser and I knew I wasn’t that bad either.
“Five… four…” I heard the chanting behind me. Muttering a low “sorry” I was ready to go back and join my friends who surely witnessed my scene, but the boy grabbed my hand. The voices got louder as the countdown reached zero, and I was kissing this stranger again, fully embracing each other this time.
And this, kids, is the story of how I met your father.
@lauren-snk I have absolutely no idea why, but I read this out with your voice in my head
I love your headnanons! I dont know if you have done any but can you do nsfw headcanons for ANE Nevra? 💜
aw, thank you! and nope, I haven't written anything NSFW for Nevra yet, (and also, I don't think I have written purely NSFW headcanons before..... only one-shots. hmm). anyway, the rest is under the cut, I hope you will like it!
Nevra - NSFW headcanon
as much as he enjoys doing it in the shower (well, he's up to sex on literally any surface), he prefers having it in the bed, since can be the most comfortable there
his preference for position is similar; they often experiment with different things, but the good ole missionary is the best, especially because he can bury his head in Guardian's neck
a lot of times when they have sex, it's more out of anger or jealousy than pure lust. they can get pretty passionate during arguments, and it often takes a sudden turn in the other direction....
Nevra takes clothes off at lightning speed. Guardian flashes a teasing smile, reaches to start pulling up her top, them bam. her clothes are already on the ground, Nevra in front of her, observing his masterwork
he really, and I mean really enjoys watching Guardian, and she soon realises it as well. the usual dynamic between them is Nevra being dominant, but I can imagine Guardian sometimes telling him to just lie in one place (maybe even tying him up?), and undress, then touch herself in front of him
(also, not 100% related, but in a human world!AU, random-company's-CEO Nevra would totally be down to phone sex when he's away for Business Reasons™)
he's most in his element during foreplay; his hands exploring Guardian's body fully, stopping at certain places... pressing lightly on her throat, then wandering lower, towards her abdomen, playing with her nipples then going south again, digging his fingers between her already wet folds...
Nevra doesn't just touch though, he likes to taste what he sees as well, trailing kisses on the path where his hands went. when his mouth reaches her hot core, he switches his fingers with his tongue, not stopping until he makes Guardian come
when the actual fun begins, he's very touchy. his favourite is Guardian's ass, one hand is surely on it, grabbing for most of the time, but he likes to slap it lightly when the position lets him as well
as much as Nevra spoiles her in the beginning, he likes to torture a bit as well when he feels that she's close to her release. slowing his pace down, burying his cock fully inside of her before pulling out; all these make her beg him, which is music for his ears
the only sound that makes him happier than her whimper is her relieved moan when she finally comes. he finishes for himself as well while riding out her orgasm, then just pulls out and they lie there in each others arms, soon letting sleep take over them
my answer will be under the cut as well (I couldn't write that long answer haha), but I do have to clarify in the beginning that I'm not a doctor or something, so this is just what I think I would do in a similar situation
tw: eating disorder
I don't know what your exact "goal" with weight is, at some parts it seemed like you want to lose weight, at some others it seemed like the loss of appetite is worrying you... which can absolutely coexist of course, and here goes what I want to say:
I haven't heard about this Zoloft before, apparently it's an antidepressant. even if losing appetite was listed as a symptom, I don't think it should be ignored (two weeks seems an awful lot for a side effect to last, or at least to me - I haven't had any meds with serious side effects yet). if you can trust your doctor with it (because I know there are some assholes out there with a Dr. before their name...), I think you should tell her about it. maybe you could switch to another kind of antidepressant which doesn't have / has less serious side effects (only if switching to another one doesn't make you uncomfortable, of course)
about the weight loss thing itself, again, I don't know what you want to do about your weight (and you absolutely don't have to share if you don't want to). but, anything you want to do with your weight should be connected to your eating and moving (?). even if you want to lose weight, I'm about 100% sure starving yourself isn't the right way to do it; you don't even necessarily have to eat less. there are many types of diets and special eating methods (?) that you can choose from. yes, it takes time to browse through them all and the one that you think you like might not even be available to you because (bad example): it would require you to eat pineapple every day, but you live in the Arctic; but it's still worth in the end. you don't need to starve yourself, you need food even if you want to lose weight. (also, important note that as much as you shouldn't starve yourself, you shouldn't stuff yourself either. for very different reasons, but I had a short period where I didn't want to eat much, but I tried to notice when I started feeling "enough" and what felt like "too much", and eat an amount somewhere in between these two. no need to eat until you're sick of it)
so yeah, all in all, I think it would be good if you talked with your doctor (maybe even through the phone, if that's okay with both of you - the longer you keep losing weight, the more serious it can become later on), because the side effects you mentioned are kind of worrying to me :c and if you want to lose weight, but differently, it could be helpful to look after some kind of diet (maybe even with the help of a dietetic - if there's one available)
aaaaaaand also again, I'm not a doctor at all, I just tried to imagine myself into your situation and think about what might be helpful, I hope I could help <3
[the two (?)s are because I'm not sure I used the right word, I'm sorry if I didn't make sense :D also, I'll tag this post with your tags as well, so people can avoid it if it triggers them]
ed rant under the cut bc this might trigger ppl and i dont want that :(
i started zoloft two weeks ago, i'm on the lowest dose and most of the side effects have worn off (still getting headaches most days, some dizziness, the fatigue and sleepiness is subsiding which iam v grateful for bc dealing with that on top of chronic fatigue wasn't easy)
but like..... i'm absolutely not hungry. i don't feel the need to eat and i'm content with very small portions. i know loss of appetite and nausea are possible side effects, but i wasn't expecting it to hit this hard dfherh. i dont have much nausea, but mostly i can't eat before noon, all i have is water and coffee, and trying to eat just makes me lowkey nauseous. it's triggering some good ol ed thinking patterns, and i kinda hope i can stay on this medication once i see my doctor again. smh. because i'll keep losing weight. so far i'm down 40 lbs since august 2020, and i want to lose maybe another 15 lbs. i don't have a scale and only get weighted every 3 months, when i get my birth control injection, so that's at least? helping me not spiral too much?
when i saw my doctor in april, my doctor wanted to send me in for a psych eval, because yes i was seeing her for anxiety symptoms, but i also have depression and psychotic symptoms. so there was talk about maybe switching out medications after we have a proper diagnosis, and she talked of seroquel to really target all my symptoms including the psychosis. i'm terrified because weight gain is a side effect, and i really don't want to go back.
i dont know. there's a lot going on in my head and i'm trying my best to eat at least a bit to keep me going, but this whole loss of appetite is really triggering and i'm leaning into it to restrict, even tho i can't do as much being chronically ill now, i become weak very fast if i try to fast :(
that's all rgihrtgi if you've read this thank u, idk if anyone will do anyway. i feel too self conscious about this to properly journal about it. probably will write armin fanfics bc this is how i cope
[saturday 29 august, bartholy mansion, 10:56 AM]
“M-Miss, you’ll hurt yourself if you…” The cab driver watches me perplexed as I easily lift my suitcase from the trunk and put it on the ground.
“Here you go !” I rub my two hands before approaching the owner of the car “You told me that I owe you $30.23 for the trip?” He nods his head, resuming his calm posture. I take my wallet out of my large bag and give him forty euros. “And keep the change.”
"Thank you miss ” He smiles at me “I wish you a good day to you and be careful with this family…” The driver greets me after saying his words then leaves me alone in disbelief.
Okay … I watch him get into his vehicle, start the engine and with a blink of an eye, he leaves the Bartholy family’s residence. I take a deep breath and turn to the impressive Bartholy mansion. It almost looks like a castle with its many windows …
I feel and hear the wind calmly blowing on me and the trees around the place. Water flows from the fountain through the mud held by the headless woman dressed in a tunic dress. It seems to be from Ancient Greece.
My vision becomes blurred at the sight of two cars parked wisely. I shiver with fear and my breathing becomes jerky; the image of the car turned over with the broken windows … Fuck not again … I detach my eyes directly on the car, taking my breath little by little.
I grab the shoulder strap of my bag, put it on my shoulder and took the sleeve of my suitcase then I walk forward and climb the stone staircase steps and arrive in front of the double front door. I notice that it has no doorbell, just a big ring in each mouth of the gargoyles. Charming …
I remain dubious in front of the mocking looks of the monsters that can be found in Romanesque and Gothic cathedrals and churches. I grab the steel with my fingers and strike three times. The noise resonates by an echo inside the walls.
Having spent a few minutes in the room, I let out an annoyed sigh and as I was about to do it again, the door opens. A man stands face to face with me.
He has short, almost platinum blond hair with a loose fringe in front of his face. His skin is as pale as the snow. His amber hazelnut eyes stares at me intensely despite his bored and unbearable look. I immediately feel my instinct to be alert and ready to face danger with my heart pounding to increase my adrenaline.
I don’t understand why they are reacting like this; he’s just a handsome man. Nothing special. I support my gaze in his with confidence, before I start talking :
“Umm, I’m Armani, Lorie’s new nanny. I warned yesterday that I would be arriving in the morning today. I guess you must be either Peter or Drogo.”
“Do I look like Peter? ”he asks me mockingly and coldly.
“You look like a big jerk, that’s for sure… ” I mumble looking insolent under his beautiful eyes.
He lets out a little laugh and an angel passes. I imagine that “Drogo” continues his tepid air quietly while I bubble in rage inside. I break down and start speaking bluntly :
“Good. We are not going to look at each other in the eyes like two perfect idiots … Would you be so kind to let me in so that I can see Nicolae? ”He answers me with a sly smile before he turns around and walks away, leaving the door open.
Looks like I’m about to commit a murder … I cross the entrance, my stuff with me. The hall is huge, although it is cold. The icy air brushes my hands and face. I admire the decoration of the interior and my eyes land in front of the big staircase.
My thoughts start to list what I am looking at : the burgundy velvet steps, the solid oak railings, the master paintings … Me who lived in a 75m², there is no need to say … It must be nice to be rich …
I meet the blond man’s gaze again, staring at me with a disturbing insistence at the height of the stairs. I prefer to ignore him continuing to contemplate the decoration. I can still hear a new laugh from him before he speaks to someone:
“Nicolae! The little thing for Lorie is here…”.
Little thing? I’m going to call you Big Shit, you’ll see … It’s not because Mister is a rich man living in a beautiful mansion that he has the right to treat people this way. I try to calm my urge, but it’s not very easy … I don’t sence Drogo’s presence and Nicolae walks towards me.
“Hello, forgive me for my tardiness. I oversaw welcoming you, but when I’m with Lorie, I don’t see the time going by.” he excuses himself under a surprisingly friendly look.
He has no resemblance to Drogo: His appearance begins with his long brown frowned hair of medium length and grayish green eyes, also having a skin less pale than the other con. He emanates a certain darkness despite his soft face.
As with the idiot from earlier, my instincts are ready to alarm me at any time to defend myself.
I shyly smile at him, shaking my head, impressed by his way of speaking. I look for the sustained words I have in my vocabulary so as not to appear insulting and vulgar:
“No, don’t worry, sir, it’s nothing.”
“I don’t mind, you calling me by my name, especially if you’re going to be with us for a long time.” He gives me back my smile before holding out his hand that I’m shaking it right now. I feel the coldness. “Now that we can present ourselves properly, face to face. I am Nicolae, the eldest of the Bartholy family.”
“Armani, only daughter of the Lowell family and now nanny to Lorie Bartholy.” I joked before I took my hand away from his cold hand. He emitted an amused laugh at my humor. Finally, someone friendly …
“I am sorry for Drogo’s total lack of courtesy. He is nothing to be taken care of.” I let out a little bitter laughter accompanied by a thin smirk.
“I wouldn’t lie that his behavior went unnotice. But I don’t hold a grudge about it, so it’s quickly forgotten.” Liar. “Otherwise your family really has a beautiful property, I like it very much.”
“It’s true. We don’t even realize anymore ! And that would be your case too, after a few weeks with us …” He gives me a smirk and I do the same.
I feel someone spying on us from the top of the stairs. I notice a little girl with long pink hair that I think is hanging with a full fringe that is tied up in an odango style. Her hazelnut eyes match with her two bows. That must be Lorie. I smile at her waving and her answer remains neutral and leave. I hear in a direction that I think is her room.
“I feel that you are going to get along well with Lorie,“ says Nicolae and waves at me "Come, I’ll show you your apartment. We’ll talk about everything you need to start working.”
I nod and pull my suitcase up the stairs. I am about to lift my suitcase to go up, but Nicolae does not see it the same way. I just thanked him politely and let go of the handle of my suitcase. I follow him up the stairs with him carrying it with great ease like me.
He explains to me his six-year-old sister’s waking and sleeping schedule, information about her and all the trivialities that the nanny must do and act. I listen to him carefully noting everything in a corner of my head as we arrive and continue walking down the hallway. After a good minute, he stops in front of a door and opens it wide.
“Welcome to your new home !” he says with a big smile on his face.
He graciously steps aside to let me pass. As I enter, I notice the dimensions of the room that took my breath away and mumbled a ‘wow’. The room is big, especially with the huge window overlooking the garden and all these mirrors that make the space even bigger. I see the rest of my boxes, stored in a corner of the room. Nicolae goes to put my suitcase next door.
“As I told you on the phone, your stuff arrived safely. I guess you must go drop off your college application ?” I shake my head.
“Exactly, when I get back, I’m going to settle down my stuff and then when I’m done, I’m going to introduce myself to Lorie. Or would you rather I see her tomorrow since it will Sunday.” I explain my plan to the oldest member of the family, putting my bag on my shoulder next to my moving boxes.
“I’d rather go for the second option, until you get your feet on the ground here and in town before you start taking care of my little sister. I don’t want to overburden you.” says Nicolae, with great kindness. I can easily agree that I’m looking forward to visiting the city. "I’ll leave you alone then, do you know where the bus stop is? ”I nod my head. He starts walking away in the corridor and I stop him immediately.
“Wait for Nicolae!” He arches an eyebrow and stares at me firmly, as if he wants to anticipate my next words.
“Thank you … for everything … ” An embarrassed smile appears on my lips.
“This is normal. ” He smiles at me, which is a direct relief. “ Welcome to our family ”
He goes away, closes the door behind him and I collapse on the bed to recover from my emotions for a few moments before getting up. Next step, University. I put my headphones and start the music on my phone. I approach and open my suitcase that I have laid on the floor, almost destroying the lock. I retrieve my sign-up sheets and put them in my single strap backpack.
I close my suitcase still full, taking my bag containing my shower effects a little wet from the fact that I took a shower before coming. I enter the adjacent bathroom and once again, I truly realize that comfort and richness is at its peak in this mansion. The room is very luxurious with its bathroom with a bathtub worthy of the thirties, its white wedging, and its marble basin.
After tidying everything up, I examine myself on the mirror : and to say that a few months ago, I didn’t have a scar above my right eye, that my hair was long and that I didn’t have many white strands on my hair … Thank you Marie-Antoinette’s syndrome …
I get out of the room and in a flash, I begin to descend the stairs sliding down the wooden banisters of the stairs. When I open the front door, I spontaneously recognize Drogo’s presence. I cast a dirty glance at him, seeming amused by the situation before leaving in the direction of the bus stop.
Hello!!! Can I ask 1, 9 and 18 for Lance? Thank you! :)
thank you for your asks! ^^
1. cuddling
9. crying
"what? Guardian cries? oh no...." Lance does everything he can to avoid Guardian crying, mostly because he doesn't really know what to do then
that doesn't mean he doesn't want to help though! he sits beside her, listening to her problem and he does his best to solve it
there are things he can't do of course, he gives the best advices to Guardian in these occasions
18. what turns him on
Lance really likes if Guardian touches him. it's enough for him if she runs her hand along his arms or down his abs, and his breathing soon quickens, waiting for the continuation
he doesn't mind giving attention either. his favourite is when he can tease Guardian with his fingers, her moans set him on fire, making it harder for him to resist the temptation
I also imagine Lance to be into choking and bondage, though neither are harsh. he doesn't want to degrade Guardian, only to dominate her
my Tumblr committed harakiri :/ I don't get any kind of notification when I get a note, only if I directly go to the "activity" page. I also don't see while being in my drafts (for example) if someone posted something this means that I might miss some things (tagging me, commenting under my posts, maybe even asks? I don't know yet) so I'm really sorry in advance 😔 I'll wait a day, then report it if it doesn't get better and hope it will be fixed 🤞
I just finished this and I love it! I think this is the one where I worked the most because I had to modify every character. I don’t know if I can tag this for that event from discord but I will do it anyway.
I think Helene and Alan look the best in this, in rest it’s decent. I couldn’t do much about the lighting, especially on Alice, because she wears really bright clothes. Speaking of clothes, I let some like in the original illustration because I really like them and because I go lazy at the end. And a thing that made my day bad is that I just found out that Nevra has some really poorly done illustrations, like, I was searching for eyes (eye more) and mouth and I couldn’t find much. Oh, and if you wonder why he has the New Era look, why not?
I still have some things that I want to post for halloween, so stay tuned!
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