#sky's asks

[lonely-parrot]

If you ever want to go into my asks, feel free to do so 🫂 love you!

[chadchadsonthesnail]

VOID, IM YELLING INTO YOU. WHO'S YOUR FAVORITE HYV CHRACTER(S)????????.?

Agh this is so hard to answer but I do currently have a team with three of my four current favorites because I don't have the fourth member of my favorites! Those would be Acheron, Feixiao, Moze, and Jiaoqiu!

[chaotic-on-main]

how nutritious do u think levi ackerman's cum is (asking for a friend)

god has left the chat

[our-blood-is-our-ink]

27 with Agatha and whoever you want?

Thank you for sending this in, dear anon! I enjoyed writing for this prompt, it gave me the opportunity to write for an idea that's been bouncing around my head for months now.

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"It aches, so deeply. I ache, so deeply. And when I'm with you, I don't. I feel whole. Complete." You fidget with your hands as you admit, "I feel your absence in everything that I do alone, in every place I go without you. I always have, ever since we met."

Agatha looks away from your eyes, as if it's painful to see how earnest and truthful you're being.

"I'm not good for you, buttercup." Her tone is flat, which means she's desperately trying to hide behind the mask that always seemed to be so flimsy when it's just the two of you. "I've changed. You've been gone for a long time."

"That wasn't my fault."

Agatha closes her eyes for a brief moment as she lets out a long breath. "I never said it was."

"Then why are punishing me for something I couldn't help? I never wanted to leave. I didn't get a choice when-"

"I know." A crack, finally. A weakness.

"Is that what this is about? Did you think that she sent me away from you for my own good?"

"Yes." Suddenly Agatha's eyes are boring into the depths of your soul, blue fire alight from within. "Why else would she have done that? She approved of us being together, goddess knows it's about the only thing she approved of when it came to me, and she didn't-" She breaks off, cuts herself short. "She didn't send you away until she realized I had been practicing dark magic." Agatha's voice is small, and in a single instant she seems to have shrunk, curling in on herself as if making herself smaller would protect her from things that have long since came to pass.

"She didn't just snap her fingers, Agatha." You say. "She made sure to go into excruciating detail about her reasoning behind her decision. How it's my fault, because I was supposed to encourage you to be a better person, to shun what came so naturally to you it was like denying you air when you tried to avoid it. How in actively giving you a safe space to find someone to love you, even if you practiced and became versed in the unthinkable, I condemned us both." You shake your head, a small, hysterical laugh bubbling up. "She knew then. She knew she was going to try to kill you. And she tried to lay the blame at my feet, telling me if I hadn't changed your perspective on that of which was forbidden, she'd never had to take such drastic measures."

"It doesn't change anything." Agatha insists.

"Of course it does." You snap. "Don't tell me you're allowing your long dead mother to manipula-"

"It's not manipulation when it was the truth!" Agatha's voice rings in the sudden silence. "Mother was right. I can't possibly be good, not when my magic finds it's call in such twisted vileness. You think you know, but you don't. We were young, hopeful and idealistic, but above all else, exceedingly stupid." The last word is spat out, disgust dripping from it. "I have killed more people than the years that have passed for you. I have harmed innocents and sown discord and ruin. You don't get to tell me that I can be good when I've long since fulfilled Mother's prophecy about me." Agatha then holds up long, black stained fingers.

"Fine, then." You say. "You're bad. Congratulations, you have as much of a moral back bone as a chocolate eclair. Guess what, dumbass? That still isn't a good enough reason for me to walk away from you."

Agatha opens her mouth, then shuts it, before opening it again.

"I'm walking away from you." She says, stumbling over the words.

"No, you're not." You sigh. "Agatha, admit it. You can't help but want me to stay, but you're so fucked up, you don't think you deserve anything good. But you can't make a decision for me."

Agatha's eyes are suddenly like steel. "Of course I can. I'm telling you, I don't want to have anything further to do with you."

You can tell she wants it to hurt, and it does, but the fact she hasn't just teleported away betrays her. That and-

"Then why did you fuck me the night I returned?"

Agatha colors.

"A moment of weakness and poor judgment."

You smirk. "Oh, yes. Because you and I both know how deeply you regret having mind blowing sex."

"I-" Agatha looks away, swallowing. "That's not fair."

"You're not being fair." You step closer to her, gently reaching out for her arms. "Agatha," you say softly. "I love you. It's that simple. And you can turn me away, you can never see me again, but that won't change how I feel about you. The only thing your denying us is going to cause is pain, for both sides."

And suddenly, her head thunks down onto your shoulder, her hands coming up to clutch at your shirt material.

"It's not fair." She whispers. "I'm trying to protect you."

"Can't you see?" You beg. "You don't have to push me away to protect me. All I want is for you to allow yourself to love me back."

Her hands tighten and her shoulders shake, and you know she's fighting back tears if she hasn't already lost to them.

"I do love you." Her voice is wet, burdened. "That's why I can't-"

"You can."

Silence follows your declaration.

"Please, Agatha. I don't think-" Your voice breaks. "I don't think I can survive without you anymore."

There's more silence, until-

"If I ever hurt you, in any way, I need you to be able to protect yourself from me."

You open your mouth to protest, but then shut it, thinking about what Agatha is offering.

You hesitate.

"Perhaps," you start. "It would better if we simply agreed to essentially start over. Relearn one another."

Agatha pulls away, and it's then your realize as cool air hits the wet patch on your shoulder that she had been silently crying the entire time she had her head buried against you, though there's no trace of tears anywhere on her face.

"I need you to promise me you'll learn how to protect yourself and demonstrate your willingness to first." She replies firmly.

"From you."

"Yes." She pauses. "I'm dangerous, angel. It's just a fact. My greatest fear is losing control of myself and harming you. I need the reassurance that you won't let me if I try."

"Oh."

When she puts it like that...

"I suppose I could agree to that."

Her entire body sags with relief.

"Thank you." She roughly whispers, before giving into what you both desire, yanking you by your shirt, pulling you into a searing kiss, sealing your agreement.

"I love you." She says against your lips.

"And I, you." You reply, before kissing her once more.

[lonely-parrot]

Hi! Just found your blog bc of ur Peter posts, I also think it is a crime that he is excluded and ignored. Do you have a favorite Peter ship? Or Peter headcanons?

Hiiiii! a fellow lover of Peter <333

honestly, i haven't been down that rabbit hole for a while, so my thoughts aren't exactly articulated rn

I really adore Prongstail (currently writing a canon compliant fic with them, soooo, hurt is on the way)

I'm so bad at headcannons 😭 but idk, hm, i think he's a far better friend than how people like to depict him

i have a fic where he likes photography, and idk, i can imagine him liking the stilness, and searching for things, and also feel... slightly inferior to the rest of them bc he's not the one creating beauty, but searching it, and he feels like it's much more easier than flying, or doing all the wonderful things that James and Sirius can do

Aaaaand, if you like Peter and writing fics/drawing or doing edits, i have launched a fest with friends, the tumblr account is called @wormtailfest, don't hesitate to go and have a look :)

[chadchadsonthesnail]

Giveth me all of your HSR OCs favorite foods so I can be like "woah that's cool"

So, I had to think about this, because I myself don't really think much about foods. But with some suggestions from Ame and some research on my own, I think I've managed to figure some things out that I like.

Cyane, like me, would probably struggle if she was asked what her favorite food is. However, she has a different reason than I do. However, with some suggestions from Ame, I decided she is partial to Oshi Sushi, specifically when made with salmon. She probably prefers Oshi Sushi because, from my research, it seems pretty easy to just hold in your hand, which Cyane would appreciate.

Caidian doesn't have a preference when it comes to flavor, but if asked what her favorite food is, she would quickly answer that it is hotpot. This is mainly due to the positive associations she has with it, as it was the first meal she had with Jiaoqiu, at what is now her home, after being alone for years.

Feilin has a bit of a sweet tooth, and especially enjoys any type of fruit cake. If she were able to eat chocolate, she would definitely enjoy it, but alas, Foxians, like dogs, get sick if they eat any. Otherwise, she enjoys anything that can give her energy, and won't turn down spicy foods.

Isla enjoys breakfast foods the most, and is partial towards any bread-based dish. Breakfast pastries are at the top of her list, enjoying croissants, cinnamon rolls, and more. She also enjoys the iconic buttered toast, and likes both waffles and pancakes equally. She won't say this aloud, but she find the waffles vs pancakes debate to be ridiculous, since they are both made from cooked batter, just in different shapes, and with some differences in how well they absorb things.

River is the easiest to do. She has very much evolved past this point, but the OC I based her on was based on myself. River prefers foods that are easy to make, like boxed mac & cheese, instant ramen, or microwave rice. But if she is given the option, she loves seafood, with her favorite being steamed clams with lemon slices.

[lonely-parrot]

Okay hey hi this time FOR REAL tomorrow is your last exam and I am sooooo proud of you <333 sending you so much love I hope it goes well and that you will feel all the relief deserved once it’s done!! 💙

Thank you 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ i haven't revised a single word, but i hope it will be okay 😭

[chadchadsonthesnail]

Tell me about your hsr ocs please please please

I have a LOT-

I'll talk about one of the ones who I have not stopped thinking about since 2.4

(Link to Picrew)

This is Caidian, and I adore her. She's a sweet kid, and a foxian. I made her when the 2.4 characters were first drip marketed. She's the equivalent of around 12 years old, and is from the Xianzhou Yaoqing!

She was abandoned when she was younger, and lived on her own for a while. During this time, she broke her leg, which didn't heal properly. Due to this, she has a slight limp. After a few years of living on her own, she saw Jiaoqiu (totally not a cook nope he's a healer totally) making hotpot. Not having anything to get her own food, she ran and grabbed food that he had yet to add to the hotpot. A bunch of things that I have yet to finalize happened, but it ends with Jiaoqiu deciding to take her to his home, at least for the night.

Ever since then, she's lived with Jiaoqiu, and sees him as a father figure. She adores and idolizes him, and wants to be able to heal others just like he does. She can seem clingy, due to her fear of being abandoned like she was when she was younger.

So yeah, that's Caidian. My sweet foxian child.