I remember that you liked love in the vein 👀 so I bring some WIP from the same royalty AU-verse… technically it is an epilogue to the whole fic but I don’t know if I’ll ever get so far as to publish everything (there’s a lot of fantasy politics shenanigans involving Verlaine and a GREAT deal of angst before we get to happily married adult skk….) so just in case it never makes it out there into the world, here’s some fluffy pregchuu smut !!
[NSFW, trans male chuuya, pregnant sex, mentions of improper binding (due to historical setting), probably the soppiest most saccharine nonsense you’ve ever read in your life but I NEED THEM TO BE HAPPY…. they go through a lot…. that I didn’t write yet 😭]
anyways pls enjoy your treat!! happy early halloween 🎃🕸️🍬👻
want to be clear that if i ever talk about a headcanon and then later discuss a headcanon that is directly contradictory to the first one, that’s because headcanons exist in a quantum state where they are all simultaneously true and not true up until the point where i discuss it in detail, in which case that is the one that is true in that instance. schroedinger’s headcanons
that’s what characters ARE. not people, but potential. many things, as needed, no matter how mutually exclusive.
The iron hand of Götz von Berlichingen (1480-1562), a knight and mercenary who lost his right arm in a siege [640×360]
points about this
-it was shot off by a cannon
-he continued being a knight for over 40 years after getting the iron hand
-it was delicate enough he could still write with a quill using it, which is important as he was described as a ‘warrior poet’
-after a merchant-punching life suitable for an elder scrolls protagonist he was outlawed by the holy roman empire, friends of his used a high diplomacy roll and a bribe to get him out, and he then almost immediately kidnapped a bishop
-after outlaw of the holy roman empire 2 electric boogaloo was placed under house arrest in a castle he had purchased with all his quest rewards to spend the next 20 years drunk off his ass
I can’t believe you’d make this post and not mention that his poetry contains the first known usage of the phrase “lick my ass”
everyone: *explains stuff about the history and the person*
me: … it says right arm, but this is a *left* hand wtf :|
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… i thought this was flipped but went to google it and…
THESE are the actual prosthetics used by the guy. (found in the wiki page about him)
more cluncky overall, sure, but GOSH look at the detailed articulations on the second one :o
🎃👻Your little 🍬treatie🍬 shall be the concept of a skk oneshot I started as writing practise, and my thought process while working on it 👻🎃
I jumped into writing with no idea of where I wanted it to go, just to practice setting a scene and using more descriptive imagery. I started with trying to describe a street at midnight in Yokohama in one of the districts known for its nightlife.
After describing 22!Dazai and 22!Chuuya meeting up for a joint mission in said street, which had night clubs on it, I ended up with the concept - ‘they should be at the club.’
And now I am writing a self indulgent fic about them going clubbing, and getting to act like the dumb, horny, drunk, young adults they never got a chance to be. This is canon skk, so I want them to be able to just be average people for a night.
I don’t think they would have ever been ‘go clubbing every weekend’ type of people, but think they would enjoy it on occasion. Chuuya would enjoy getting dressed up in a hot outfit (that boy is a fashion icon), and Dazai would enjoy making smug faces at all the people ogling Chuuya, with his arm wrapped around Chuuya like ‘yeah he’s mine, be jealous.’
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“The iron hand of Götz von Berlichingen (1480-1562), a knight and mercenary who lost his right arm in a siege [640×360]
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points about this
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