#lmao;;

[shiigures-a]

"I remember when Buggy said to me, '( Treasure ) who cares about that right now?! What's important right now is our own lives'. Very inspirational".

[shibonzakura-a]

Everyone be tall and Tashigi just being only 5'7.

[tricksheart]

"If anyone finds me attractive, then you might be the one that needs real glasses. Mine are fake of course". Says the pretty boy protagonist.

[mystifiicd]

Imagine Peter seeing Zombie Strange. I think the poor Spider would have a heart attack.

[ironslung]

😢💔 i'm once again asking for someone to buy this from me 😭💔

[fadewalking]

tbh...

writing sex scenes is such a challenge for me like

it’s really hard to put into words. I WANT to write them, and I want to like writing them, but like largely i don’t really enjoy it. And i’m not even sure why that is. it’s not that sex makes me uncomfortable. And it’s not that I don’t feel like I can write it well. but for some reason, it just feels like such a chore when a thread gets to that point. maybe i just find it.... trite? lmfao? 

like yeah yeah we get it, he puts the penis in the place and it feels good, like we all know this. 

but like i don’t dislike everything about it, or i simply wouldn’t do it.  i love exploring how a muse is feeling in that moment. Not physically but just like, thinking about and writing about what that experience is doing for them on an emotional level. That is always interesting. But as far as like actually writing “and the he thrust the tip” like that’s so... almost boring? to me? 

i think it’s just that sex scenes are almost always the same even when they’re different. Like he’s always gonna thrust the tip, because that’s just how sex works, or so i’m told*. It just feels like im writing around the sex, basically. like it’s just there because it needs to be, and the real focus is everything else that’s going on before, around and after it. 

And i don’t wanna write fade-to-black because i feel like that leaves out some important in-the-moment feelings that deserve to be brought into the light. I LOVE writing little romantic words that slip out in the heat of the moment, like that’s the good shit right there, not him motorboating or whatever the fuck. 

Like if there was sex without sex, then i’d be all for that. And i say “if” like it’s not possible, but it is i think, if you’re willing to be creative. Especially in verses where there’s magic, there’s a lot of room to play with the idea of fucking that doesn’t actually include your traditional idea of penetration. And i’m sure that’s not the only way to go. 

Anyway i’m not sure what my point here is but. If we have a ship that looks like it may one day lead to sex. Don’t worry, this isn’t me saying i don’t want to write that. because i actually DO. im just probably gonna be a bit slower to reply than i would with other threads because it takes me a while to work in the thrusting bits amid all the stuff i actually want to say about their intimacy. 

[helsiiing]

Shit I’ve said to my cat; sentence starters

@saintg​ said:  “I know you’re trying to tell me something, I just don’t know what.” <333333333333

----“If you are saying this just to get underneath my skin, it won’t work. You know damn well what I’ve been trying to say all this time. Why am I the only one not allowed in the kitchen? It hardly seems fair to bar me from places of the mansion instead of Impey or Lupin. Could you imagine if the cutpurse would start cooking in there? A major disaster, that’s what. I’m surprise the mechanic hasn’t done anything catastrophic in all of the times the tall idiot has had the freedom of entering an area that myself holds most dear. I’m the best suited to be in the kitchen yet everyone denies me of cooking anything. What is it? Are you scared I’d show you and everyone else up? Is that it? Are you all so petty that no one wants to lose? Afraid to concede defeat against the great Van Helsing, killer dishes and all? JUST LET ME IN THERE DAMNIT!!”.

Yes, the comment did get underneath his skin after all. Everyone is afraid but not because of pride but their own stomachs. Van just hadn’t been told in fear of him overreacting. Which in hindsight was a choice well made.