I finally uploaded the rules for requesting, you can read them here! I initially wanted to have it as a post, but a page seemed more comfortable in the end
don’t worry, these aren’t serious rules. I just thought I would write down some things that I would be glad to see, but of course, there’s nothing bad if you don’t follow these. what can I do to you through the internet anyway
I know I wasn't active in the last few days, and I'm really sorry for that
I'm working on the requests I have, there aren't many luckily. I have 3 requests right now + 2 original ideas, though I might write those 2 later. when I'm done with the requests, I'll take a little break (longer than this one), because I'll have exams soon
I wrote down some things that I'd like to see when someone requests me, I'll post these rules today. I also made a new masterlist because the one I have right now is a bit chaotic 😅 though I'll post that later this week I don't like posting so many things in short time opps
nathaniel university life quotes headers.
lile and credit @arendeiis on twitter :)
this is a test, they are simple headers and if i have a good engagement i do the other routes and also post in english and portuguese. <3
1, 2, 15 & 18 for Cas! 💘
thank you! I’m sorry some of these turned out short, but I didn’t want to make it too long (and there were 4 prompts)
1. cuddling
Castiel would never admit it, but he really likes to cuddle (when he can, of course, it’s not rare he’s not home)
his absolute favourite is when he can hug Candy from behind (for obvious reasons...) and bury his face in her neck
he also likes to fall asleep while cuddling Candy, it’s actually hard for him to do so without her
2. kissing
Castiel is all for long kisses on the lips, battling with their tongues for dominance, pressing their bodies strongly together
his other favourite part of Candy’s body is her neck: kissing her there gifts him either her adorable laugh or an erotic sigh, depending on the circumstances and the length of the kiss
he tries to avoid kissing Candy’s neck though, he can’t resist staying there a little longer and giving her hickeys, whihc she doesn’t usually like since they are visible for some time
15. touching
he likes it when Candy runs her hands along his body. scratching his arms, his chest, playing with his hair, slightly pressing against the place between his legs... these are certainly not unenjoyable and Candy can drive him crazy if she tortures him like this for too long
him, on the other side likes to torment her with lingering touches, especially through her clothes, that makes it always worse for her and better for him
18. what turns him on
one day, Castiel went home to Candy singing one of his songs loudly and dancing to it. the singing wasn’t totally on point, but the dance was freaking hot. Candy was embarassed about it first, but when she knew what he thought, she started doing it intentionally. Castiel often catches himself staring at her
and even if it’s not one of his songs, Candy dancing suggestively and slowly getting undressed... that’s also one of his biggest turn ons
Castiel enjoys looking at her butt as well. when she only has panties on and it’s visible under her baggy T-shirt, when she’s in leggings, in a short skirt, doesn’t matter, he has seen her naked that it’s enough to just think of her 🤭
Words: 443
TW: the story happens after Candy's husband (I didn't specify who) passes away. there aren't any mentions about how he died; but still read with caution if this subject can upset you
Candy's P. O. V.
"Ma'am, are we free to go, is everything set now?"
I didn't pay attention to the question, still standing in the doorway, sweeping the empty room with my eyes. It was hard to take in the view: my brain filled in the void with the rugs, furnitures, pictures, newspaper on the table, the TV....
"....ma'am?"
I turned towards the young man in front of me; he was working for a professional decluttering company, the very one I called to help me get rid of some of my belongings. My heart ached to let go of certain things, but I couldn't possibly take everything with me to my new flat. The only real love in my life left my side, and I couldn't bear to live alone in the same house that was once filled with his laughter and voice.
I hoped that the organiser would impute me not hearing him to my old age, and nodded. "Yes, everything is on the truck, you can go. Thank you for your help."
He curtly said goodbye, then left, taking his favourite armchair, his desk, his-
The thought of raining on a day like this being cliché flashed through my mind, when I realised that it was my own tear that wetted my face. I thought that I had got over it by now; isn't grief supposed to last for only a few months? That's what all of my friends told me, at least. That it will be better, that I will eventually forget about him, that life will overgrow the pain...
When will it dull?
I walked back to my own car. There was nothing else I could do, the whole house is empty besides few things that the owners-to-be liked and bought. My accidental prediction became true after all; when it was already dark - so dark that the world outside my car's light seemed non-existent - I noticed some drops on the wind-shield. One, two, five, and many, many more. They imitated my tears that started falling once again, and I had to pull over to calm down. There were two images in my mind, never disappearing: one showed the house the way it once was, full of life when the grandchildren visited, being a safe heaven for them; and one showed its present state, the walls ripped from the family photos covering them, the wooden floor naked without the carpets warming them, the dark rooms with all the light taken away from there.
An image of life, and an image of death. A painful reminder of the past, and the truthfully cold present.
And I couldn't decide which one hurt more to see.
"The grief does not go away. It doesn’t go away, life just grows around lit. First, there is nothing but loss. All the time. It breaks up body and soul sharply, without mercy. You have to go crazy, you have to perish in pain. We feel like there's no more. With such an absence, such a large void, it is no longer possible to live. Then life goes on. Time goes on stubbornly. Suddenly the moment will come — it will only become clear later — when it no longer hurts without stopping. Breathing spaces start to take place in the flow of torment that was thought unstoppable. Minutes when you can pay attention to something else. Little islands. Then there will be more and more of these. Suddenly we find that the morning, the boundary between dream and wakefulness is no longer broken by the icy realization that they are no more. Then, sometimes we can smile when we think, "Hm, I remember how funny it was when....!" Memories no longer bring pain, but gratitude that they were here. Over time, there will be new joy, there will be new momentum. There will be plans and new desires. There will be peace and forgiveness, but grief will not diminish, it will not decrease. Life grows around it."
30 day angst writing challenge
I wanted to do something for Otome Haven's VD event, and I came up with this. I might write the other 3 as well because I have ideas, but I don’t know if anyone’s interested
Words: 240
Guardian's P. O. V.
I was sitting on the sandy beach with a strand of my hair between my hands, squeezing the water out of it. I didn’t think I’d go for a swim in the sea today, but that little Boltue had different plans. It was right though; the weather was quite sunny and warm despite spring just starting, the water was calm and I had just the perfect company...
I looked at Nevra, who was still playing with the companions. His wet hair covered most of his face, but I could see his childlike smile nevertheless as he splashed the water with his hands. He turned to me as if he has sensed my stare, and invited me back in the water. I was reluctant, but he didn't accept “no” as an answer.
“This day is yours as well, you worked hard” he threw me a wink that finally convinced me. I got up and made my way back to him, the waves getting higher and higher on my legs.
“I was just about to get dry, you know that, right?” I smacked his shoulder playfully. When my hand reached him, he took it and pulled me closer, planting a kiss on my lips while embracing me.
“And I really love you and enjoy time spending with you, you know that, right?”
We couldn’t spend our whole day there, but we did have a lot of fun, leaning on each other from weariness and laughter on our way home.
In angry oceans you’ve never broken, Through every wave of the storm you are my anchor
I just finished this and I love it! I think this is the one where I worked the most because I had to modify every character. I don’t know if I can tag this for that event from discord but I will do it anyway.
I think Helene and Alan look the best in this, in rest it’s decent. I couldn’t do much about the lighting, especially on Alice, because she wears really bright clothes. Speaking of clothes, I let some like in the original illustration because I really like them and because I go lazy at the end. And a thing that made my day bad is that I just found out that Nevra has some really poorly done illustrations, like, I was searching for eyes (eye more) and mouth and I couldn’t find much. Oh, and if you wonder why he has the New Era look, why not?
I still have some things that I want to post for halloween, so stay tuned!
current fan creation landscape is kinda like if you went to a party with a homemade cake and everyone takes a slice and silently thumbs up at you with no attempt to start a conversation except for occasionally some guy sits in the corner with a tape recorder critiquing the cake as though he was a restaurant critic and another guy is handing the cake to an uber driver like "yeah i need you to find a restaurant that makes cake like this so i can have more of it" and the only person that's talked to you in 30 minutes is a very sweet little guy who was like "hey i liked your cake" and then ran away apologizing for bothering you the moment you said thank you.
guys im not even joking i need more fanfics about castiel and armin PLEASE !!!!! Its not even funny im on the edge of ending it all 😔
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