First Post Here In Ages, So I'll Have To Learn This Stuff Again.

You guys do know you're supposed to reblog things, right

I had that once in a little cabin in the mountains. There was just not enough space for actual beds, so they made a so called "Lager" which is basically just a room with a long bed where about 50 people (sometimes more sometimes less) can sleep

the two people one bed trope is so boring. I want as many people on that bed as possible.

Carnival Kapkan WIP

"The wounds of battle can be healed, but never hidden"

SIEGEMAS 2023

Mariah Carey is almost fully unfrozen, so it’s time to think who we’re gonna enlist to help us decorate the place for Christmas!

This is how the Siegemas event works: once the registration period is over, we’ll provide the participants with a list of prompts to choose from, and a date to publish the fic. If you want to participate, you just need to send us an ask/dm/message informing us that you want to joing, and provide your preferred name/handle and ways to contact you.

The publishing dates will be around the week before Christmas, approximately (depends on how many people sign up), so the registration will stay open until the November 20th.

As a reminder, the stories have to be around 1000 words long minimum, and be somewhat related to the theme/include your chosen prompt. But otherwise you have absolute freedom to write whatever you want. Don't be shy, everyone’s welcome to join, and we’re happy to see both old friends and new participants coming in!

I am sorry to everyone who tagged me in some tag game and I never responded. I saw it and thought “aww they thought of me” and proceeded to forget about it right after

Next Project Superhero

First Post

I like ti think either smoke , finka or ela now realize they have to work with ace more often abd interact with 100% more than they wish to and are going

"Perhaps I didn't think this through"

Common reaction really, even that NH employee talking with Ace on Osa's animation was looking like she'd rather be anywhere else. Same for Osa when Ace jumps on the car with her 😂

I wonder if they have chat groups to warn people of his movements: "last seen going to the cafeteria, try to not get caught alone in the corridors!" lmao

I don't have good wips at the moment, just concepts and they look very messy, but I'll post any as soon as I have some

WIP Day!

I was tagged by the always lovely @simonxriley several weeks in a row, and I finally have a WIP again to share! Thanks 💜

Tagging @painfulstitches17 @tauruscookie @todragonsart @luxonmain @sadmoonling and anyone else, writer or artist, that has a wip they’d like to share!!!

I.. uhm, a little nervous about this wip tbh… but well, let’s rip the bandaid: it’s omegaverse. That’s it, I said it. Enjoy? 😂

“What now?” Glaz asked, only panting a little. “The sandstorm is getting worse, even if we reach the designated exfil point…”

“So what, you wanna give up?” Tachanka scoffed, breathing harshly. “It’s better we keep going.”

A small argument broke out about whether they should try to find a safe spot to wait for the storm to pass, or if to push forward until they reached an extraction area where the helo could land. Kapkan grunted annoyed and tuned them out. Typical of alphas, they would get into an argument at the worst times, both insisting they were right and trying to make the other bow down. Usually, it ended with Kapkan acting as the irritated peacemaker and deciding on which option he thought was better. Which oftentimes was an idea of his own and not one of theirs. However, today he wasn’t in the mood to handle their posturing. He was unreasonably tired, his skin itched like his own clothes were full of sand on the inside, and all he wanted was some peace and quiet. 

He realised something was wrong when both his teammates suddenly shut up, and Kapkan grabbed his weapon tightly, readying for a fight. They must have seen something coming. Except, they were both looking at him, Glaz in shock and Tachanka with a frown. Then it hit him, the cloying sweet smell laced with something that resembled lavender.

It had been years since Kapkan smelled that, and at first he didn’t recognize it was him.