Finally got around to making a proper intro to my blog along with some guidelines for requesting and asks. 𖹭
Yes, I can and will answer questions. You can request I do things as well since requests tend to get me motivation to actually DO things.
I'll take requests for fanfics/one-shots and headcanons for certain characters from any fandoms I am in.
I also do a lot of theories and theorize.
If you do not know the fandoms I talk about, here is a little list for ya'll.
Elden Ring (Main Game and DLC)
Dungeons and Dragons/DND
Honkai Star Rail/HSR
Genshin Impact
Armored Core 6
Cult of the Lamb (Main Game and Free Updates)
Skyrim
Delicious in Dungeon/Dungeon Meshi
Bungou Stray Dogs/BSD
The Amazing Digital Circus/TADC
Epic: The Musical
Some not so popular ones I'm in are also:
Violet Evergarden
My Happy Marriage
Skul: The Hero Slayer (Main Game and DLC)
I will edit and update the list everytime I start talking about another fandom, so keep that in mind!
Anyway, as for guidelines about requests and all that, I will really do anything writing wise in fanfics, I think, as long as everything is CONSENSUAL and LEGAL then we are good. (I really can't think of any other guidelines than that.)
Alright, I think that's it. Bye ya'll.
Playing Armored Core 6 and just... thinking.
Thinking about 621 and Rusty possibly cuddling. 621 still wide awake as Rusty lightly breathes in his sleep, nice and slow but still present.
621 listening to Rusty's breathing intently. To his heart beat. Focusing on the warmth of his body heat.
Focusing on how alive Rusty is.
The knowledge his is just alive and well being comforting enough for 621 to finally drift off to sleep as well to the sound of Rusty's hearbeat; a soothing lullaby for 621's ears.
Just thinking about how my interpretation of 621 is probably so insanely traumatized that 621 needs to constantly be checking if the people 621 cares about are truly alive.
About how Rusty holds 621 so closely to his chest as a way of keeping 621 grounded.
About how shaken 621 must have been in that cave, having to fight Rusty. Hearing Rusty call 621 dangerous.
Imagining the thoughts running through 621's head in that moment. No. Anyone but Rusty... I can't fight Rusty– No. Not Rusty too.
Thinking about how 621 probably could have killed Rusty right there, but held back, opting to just damage his AC's enough to make him stop. Even ceasing fire when STEEL HAZE lost its arm, as if 621 was hoping Rusty would just stop, which he did.
..I really need to start writing again...
Sunday singing Cruel Angel's Thesis.
I can't stop thinking about it.
I will fucking riot if they kill this man... Don't do it, hoyo.
Oh Queelign... My sweet, bowl cut, mentally ill son. I love you so much <3
Right now, as I type this out, there is a total of three fanfics on ao3 that are Godwyn the Golden/Reader.
A whole ass THREE.
Two of which are one-shot fanfics with other characters thrown into the mix and the other one is in JAPANESE.
As the only person using the tag "Elden Ring Queelign," the only one making posts about Queelign that are positive, and are one of the few people posting about him at all...
I hereby crown myself the number one Queelign fan on Tumblr at this very moment. So...
/j (.. maybe . ..)
I just know she likes Rennala. She comes over to the academy to visit on Wednesdays for teatime and just talk for hours. This also made the Ranni situation rather weird as well because she's friends with Ranni's mom and literally sees her as a child.
Ranni: "Tarnished, I wish for you to be my consort and help me bring in a new age–"
Maylis: "Oh, you're so funny, dear. Your mother said 'hi,' by the way."
She also gets along great with Miriel, also visiting him every once in a while to chat about things and gives him all her scrolls whenever she finds them on her journeys.
One thing I also am sticking with is that she just doesn't care that the demigods are literal demigods. They're just large children to her and she will always treat them as such.
Dropping in at the Haligtree every once in a while with a wrapped up bundle of home-made Preserving Boluses for Malenia.
Stopping by the Erdtree to drop off a little box of sandwiches for Morgott and literally cried when she found out he and Mohg were thrown into the sewers as children, much to his confusion.
None of them even know why she keeps doing this, they just know that every once in a while a strange Tarnished woman will drop by to quote-on-quote, "Take care of her tall children."
Morgott: "Foul Tarnished, prepare to– Oh, it's you again..."
Maylis: "Hey there, dearie! I've got some little toasties and a juice box here for you."
Morgott: "How many times must I tell you that you are not my mother? Begone!"
She's just the literal personification of, "Cute? This is a serious threat to our mission!" "It's just a baby... Hi, baby! :D" Sometimes I love my imagination.
Something horrible about not knowing how to draw is that I have all these little people in my head that are probably going to stay in there forever, unless I write about them instead. Which I probably won't do cause I'm tired and also, ironically enough, suck at writing.