Character--Obsessed

[jeryjony-deactivated20260316]

when i filtered out the tags "dubcon", "noncon", and "smut" all of the cod fics suddenly disappeared from my fyp.

cod writers, do better.

(smut is fine but not every cod post needs it)

stop writing rape fics!!!!!!!!!!!! stop writing fics where reader is crying and in pain during sex!!!!! stop writing fics like this please!!!!!

[serotoninszn]

the discourse about the ages being removed from six of crows is about to drive me up a wall

cause i've seen a lot of people saying it's a good thing bc "their ages never made sense, they were too mature and doing things teenagers couldn't/wouldn't do"

and man, it's almost like that's the fucking point??? it's almost like soc is a series about a group of deeply traumatized kids who have gone through things no one their age should have to and have been forced to mature way faster than they should have as a result of their circumstances.

"oh but there's no way kaz could command that kind of respect and fear as a 17-year-old" bro he's fucking unhinged. people have tried to underestimate him bc of his age. he made them regret it.

"oh but thinking about inej being a sex slave at such a young age makes me feel icky :/" IT'S SUPPOSED TO. her backstory is not supposed to make you feel good or be comfortable to read about.

and that's not even getting into all the times in the series the crows do, in fact, act like teenagers despite their circumstances. like the way they acted around colm?? kaz and jesper getting into that petty fight and then instantly backing down like kicked puppies when colm scolded them? c'mon.

i just think that saying the crows' ages don't make sense is missing a lot of what six of crows is about.

[spelledbyreid]

I’ve been rewatching criminal minds, more specifically season 5, episode 7 “The performer” and I was wondering why people don’t pay much attention to Spencer in that era (or maybe I’m just not seeing it?) but GOD look at this man. Post prison Spencer this, fetus Reid that, have you seen that man with A CANE, LONG HAIR, AND THE VAMPIRE LOOK?

Let’s be real… the longer his hair, the more unhinged things I’d let him do to me.

[beloveds-embrace]

(more dragon price x reader)

It happens on a quiet evening.

The kind of evening where the base feels more like a den than a military compound, heaters humming faintly, the air tinged with smoke and steel and the faint earthy musk that you’ve learnt is simply Price and his everburning fire.

The others are gone for the night, off on their own tasks or sleeping, leaving only the low, steady sound of Price’s breathing and the faint ruffle of his wings as he reads through reports.

You’re lying across the couch, half under one of his wings. The scales along the inner ridge are warm enough to make you drowsy, and you find yourself watching him over the curve of your arm; how his hand moves when he turns a page, how the glow of the lamp outlines the faint, reptilian scales in his skin at the wrists, how his tail flicks when something in the report irritates him.

There’s a sound you’ve grown used to by now; that low, rumbling growl that sits deep in his chest, not angry, not warning. Just content. It’s the sound he makes when everything is where it should be: his team safe, the room quiet, you nearby. His hoard perfect.

The first time you’d heard it, months ago, you’d nearly jumped out of your skin. Now it’s almost soothing in its consistency.

Tonight, though, you’re bored and restless. You watch the slow curl of smoke from the cigar at his side and the steady rise and fall of his shoulders. You hear that quiet, rumbling sound again and before you can think better of it- you try to mimic it.

It comes out small, a soft chuff that’s more air than sound, almost questioning.

John freezes.

For a heartbeat, there’s nothing but silence. Then the low growl stops entirely, replaced by a sound you’ve never heard from him before, a startled huff that’s almost a laugh. He sets his papers down with slow, deliberate care, and when he turns his head toward you, his pupils are wide, gleaming gold in the lamplight.

“What was that, love?” His voice is low, rasped around smoke the curls overhead.

You blink, half embarrassed now. “Just- thought I’d try it.”

Something flickers behind his eyes. Something fond, somthing heavier - older and instinctive, the kind of emotion that’s bone-deep in creatures like him. His throat rumbles again, softer this time, and you can feel it through the couch.

And because you’re you- and because you don’t know when to quit- you do it again: A quiet, tentative chuff in response.

That’s all it takes.

John exhales, slow and sharp, the movement almost like a sigh but too heavy for that. His cigar hits the ashtray without a sound. When he stands, it’s fluid and unhurried, the kind of movement that says he’s already decided what happens next.

Before you can ask, one hand slides under your knees, the other behind your shoulders. The heat of him is immediate, overwhelming. You squeak something halfway between a protest and surprise, but he just rumbles again, a pleased, deep sound that vibrates through your ribs.

“C’mere, love.” He murmurs, and you’re already there, curled in his lap by the time your mind catches up. His wings fold in close, wrapping around you like heavy, living blankets.

The world shrinks down to warmth and heartbeat and the faint smell of smoke and iron. You can hear him, feel him, that deep resonant growl now fully awake in his chest and answered by your own quiet chuff, smaller, higher, but still there.

He laughs under his breath. Not mockingly, but something soft and fond again. “That what you’ve been learnin’ behind my back, hm?”

You shrug against the warmth of him, slowly already. “Just thought it’d make you happy.”

“It does.”

He noses into your hair, the heat of his breath coiling against your neck. The next growl is low and drawn out, and this time you don’t even think, you just answer. Another tiny chuff, followed by a quiet noise that sounds suspiciously like a purr when he presses you closer.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, barely above a whisper. “Didn’t think you’d ever pick that up.”

“I listen.” you mumble, words almost lost against his collar.

He hums. “Aye. You do.”

It’s quiet again after that; the kind of silence that feels full. Every few minutes he growls lazily, and every time you answer without thinking, soft and sleepy. Each sound he makes draws you closer, until you’re half-dozing, the rhythm of his breathing pulling you under.

“Sleep, lovie,” John hums one last time, wings adjusting around you. His tail curls around your thigh. “I’ll keep y’safe.”

[noxxytocin-deactivated20250906]

James Potter, a fascist? My brother in Christ, he broke wizard law to become emotional support venison.

[character---obsessed]

okok I have this marauders Sirius twin oc who I love and adore and always come back to and have so many ideas for but I don’t know if I should rewrite something for her???

Like I completely could because I have so many ideas, but would anyone actually be interested? I’d probably post on ao3 and maybe here too…is this something anyone is interested in reading or hearing more about???

[character---obsessed]

Should I write it???

Yes write it!

No I don’t care about that

I need to hear more about the story/oc first

Voting ended onAug 5, 2025

[character---obsessed]

okok I have this marauders Sirius twin oc who I love and adore and always come back to and have so many ideas for but I don’t know if I should rewrite something for her???

Like I completely could because I have so many ideas, but would anyone actually be interested? I’d probably post on ao3 and maybe here too…is this something anyone is interested in reading or hearing more about???

[character---obsessed]

Simon Riley

[character---obsessed]

does anyone have any tips for colouring/shading??? truely dying out here…

like finding the right colours for skin tone, hair, scars, finding good shade matches for darker areas, shadows, highlights???

i’ve watched a dozen youtube videos and i still understand nothing…

[character---obsessed]

Simon Riley hoodie Polaroid

This is my very first fanart, I’m still learning and practicing. Colouring is acct killing me so if anyone has any tips on shading, colouring and how to find good colours and a colour palette pls share 🙏🙏🙏

[character---obsessed]

Is using other people’s colour pallets stealing art???

[character---obsessed]

Does anyone have any tips on how to learn how to draw/how to draw fanart???

I’m trying to teach myself how to draw so I can make fanart on my fav characters but people make it look so easy when it’s so hard 😭😭😭 I’m struggling

Does anyone have any tips or videos to watch or anything???

[lvstfxrlife]

[character---obsessed]

people really need to put content warnings on blurbs

like just because you are doing it for fun and it’s just a small little thing you wrote up doesn’t mean you don’t have to put a cw - noncon, cw - dark themes, cw - smut on your posts

[sewnintertwined]

Don't get me wrong, I'm all for smut, I love me some smut, I write it sometimes too but the thing is, it's so hard to find anything else in any fandom anymore like I'm also a very big sucker for angst but I can barely find any and when I do, it also includes smut 😭 what happened to heart wrenching angst?

[character---obsessed]

NOTHING WRONG WITH SMUT but the entire fandom being overruled by purely smut fics and blurbs can get so frustrating and make it so hard to stay in a fandom when i just wanna cry over an angsty fic and then read fluffffff

[character---obsessed]

Does anyone have any fic recs for price or even any of the 141, single or poly? Like actual one shots or series, not just headcannons or blurbs (even though I love those). I feel like it’s so hard to find one shots lately that are about a reader who is actually in the 141, a soldier, instead of just the girlfriend or the wife or the civilian. Don’t get me wrong I love those fics, but I also really want to read a fic with the captain x subordinate dynamic, the missions and the getting hurt angst and the one bed tropes and the safe houses, not just being price’s shy innocent wife. Same with the rest of the 141 boys, I love the dynamic of being on the *team* with them, not just dating them. Also ones that aren’t just pure smut. Don’t get me wrong I love those fics, but I also want some plot and angst and fluff and hurt comfort too

Does anyone have fic recs like this????

NO HATE TO ANY FICS, WRITERS, READERS OR DYNAMICS!!! I AM NOT HATING ON ANY FICS, NOT HATING ON WIFE!READER OR CIVVI!READER OR SMUT FICS OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT!!!

[atlasjoyce]

saw this on tt and thought I'd share here cause it's sweet

[character---obsessed]

my true love