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[pkmn-smashorpass]

Reblog for sample size cause it’s my birthday

[aoitakumi8148]

𝓛𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓤𝓹 𝓐𝓽 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼, 𝓢𝓸𝓷... 𝓝𝓸𝔀 𝓖𝓸 𝓦𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓤𝓹𝓸𝓷 𝓞𝓷𝓮, 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓷...

𝒞𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒𝓃 𝒷𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒𝓃, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃-𝑒𝓍𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒷𝑒 ‹𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓃 𝓊𝓅› 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃? 𝐼𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝓂𝒾𝓉 𝑜𝒻 ‹𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃› 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝓂𝒾𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝒹𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝑔𝑜?

I do not have apathy, depression, anything that would be fashionable to rant about. I am simply in pain... extreme pain. And attempting to dull the edge of it is what I have been doing since v.1. As if something has indeed been fragmented & this is the pain of my conscious life. And every time I travel the melodious/glamorous path of frenzy, every time I complete it, I am going to experience the same precious pain intensity, purity of pain/ecstasy. I am going to be eventually bound to this inmost/overwhelming awe, this vehement impulse to feel/fondle/kiss what is loved, to kneel down before it, to cuddle up to its heart, to recompense bliss with bliss... More and more. Neither the good boy nor I are free. I do not want to be free... free from... These bare feelings are ‹clawing› at the reconstructed interpretation of the organ inside me. The great minds will not know what they have done, neither will Anthony... It speaks louder-truer than anything, but the sounds are not obvious... Words. All I possess, this rich but poor instrument for... And you always do end up in the point where...

The aesthetic masterwork, perfused with the golden brilliance of authentic ideality x pierced with the darkest blade of bitter-salty inaccessibility, inevitability, impossibility.

Excruciation, pleasure, euphoria, art. Blended together. Find yourself... or lose yourself on this journey. Emotionally. Totally. An unparalleled effect... and the lulling sparkle the vessel has never actually had. Something in this body x mind has died, and I do not know if there is a way to accept it, to recover it. I have described the lesson of unprecedentedness I have learned, not the expected story of ‹insult-betrayal-contempt›. No one will ever f-g hear it. Not from me, not in this lifetime. / Loving extraordinary is merciless a priori, დ/დ become telepathic... & the severest trial ~ the unhealable wound ~ is to be a 𝓟 son without the cause to be... *If I have to detest many donkeys for a chance to protect one venerated Father figure, I will go for it.

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝑒𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑒 𝓀𝑒𝓅𝓉... 𝑜𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓅𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎. 𝐵𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒮𝑜𝓊𝓇𝒸𝑒, '𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝓈 𝓂𝑒, 𝓉𝑜𝑜. 𝐵𝑒𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊... 𝒮𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓂𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝒹𝑒𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊. 𝐿𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓈𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓅𝓈... 𝒮𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹. 𝒮𝑜 𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓈...

While I am willing to imbibe all the anguish of the human I love, to ease his suffering, the loss of us is taking its toll on me irretrievably. I see him. I see what is inside him... & I am incapable of safeguarding it, saving it truly.

I do not have apathy, depression, anything that would be fashionable to rant about. I am simply in pain... extreme pain. And attempting to put up with this gift is what I have been doing since v.1. The chest is ‹cut open› too deep, the fragility of the organ is exposed... Would you allow me to grow more flowers? I wanna do it... Because it is you, It has always been you. The one who has given us everything, endued me to the brim with the intimate fatherly affection that this organ never remembered. My eternal wish & exuberant price for humanity, the misunderstood nature. *What an odious irony. / I do not know if there is a way to recover what is gone.

I would sacrifice the lot to be with the human that needs me, needs to be healed, heals me. I would rip my core out but I cannot, the limitation of freedom. *Tell me that the ‹strings of abuse/child neglect/lies› are finally cut. Tell me to ‹celebrate›. Tell me that both 𝓟inocchio/I are wrong x naive, ‹fix› me. You have no f-g clue about it. / When it is written that your starving heart must be left half-empty & helpless... No freedom is scarier than this.

Affording harmony to the sapphire star that is going to fall away... The sentiment it deserves. All I have ever hankered for. & I am terrified of that my grandest instinct x fear will not grant any lasting peace to me.

Death will do our Sun-hugged family apart ~ but I will still be yours, for ever. The core has never felt as good x feverish as it does when with you... as astray x anxious as it does when deprived of you. I am not lying to you, I hold no resentment... Let me ‹feed on› the emotions of your heart... Even if it means your pain x my love turn the vessel inside-out & your love x my pain do the same. Not blurred, always remember. Always. If a masterpiece could be made into a masterpiece, I would prefer to share this fate. My bona fide mission, however, is not allow anything to be in vain... Even if it hurts. ~ The atrophied ability to express love verbally has been ‹roused› again, in a fervidly devoted but preciously righteous way... The ‹lash› of despair, compulsion, dream, reality.

𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓈𝑒, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓂𝒷𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒦𝓇𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝑔𝑜. 𝐼𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓃... 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓈. 𝐿𝒪𝒫 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝟙/𝓂𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒾𝓉𝓊𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝓅𝒶𝓁𝓅𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃𝓈, 𝓂𝓎 𝓋𝓊𝓁𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓇.

...Take the whole meaning of this, its flavorful, pathetic, shameless, lonesome taste. Take it all, for it is all that is absolute. Teach me how to ‹merge› with it, the mortal desire of a puppet child, a human Mastro x a faceless observer like myself ~ & when the desire full of unexploited majesty is cutting off the oxygen to the lungs... True geniuses of any kind are among the silent. These eyeballs will not dry up, never fully. I have tried so many times to resist it, but why live if you repel what puts your ‹dehydrated› pieces together? I would spare no effort to keep them hot and uncurb what is being restrained... Nothing affects self-perception and ‹unmasks› the unconscious like sensation, nothing genuinely matters without it. / Shivering with cold, this body is burning. My atrophied reality in exchange for a moment of irrepressible happiness, agony, guiltless x not bottled up impulses ~ just a moment. It keeps consuming me without reserve. I do not need God. ✒

[bioniclechicken]

[ribbonpinky-art]

sideyshowy bobby

[dumbassv32]

WHITEBOARD DOODLES from @carlyraejepsans whiteboard!!!!

[honeyroastednutcases]

ARE YOU OKAY DUDE

I’m all good, no worries! I’ve just gotten into other interests, and made like 3 different side blogs lol so I’m still very active and very much here and okay! Thanks so much for the concern, it’s very sweet!

Like I said, I’ve just been into other things, but chances are I’ll circle back to s&m at some point, so thank you for sticking around! 💛

[dreambot]

shit out of luck if u ever want to find cc that isnt t shirt and jeans

[natsuki-bakery]

⁎˚ ఎ DMC Agere HC's ໒ ˚⁎

can you do Nico Goldstein (DMC) regressor headcsnnons? (Like 5-6 range)

•Nico loves customizing everything, and that doesn’t stop when she’s in little space. She has a big collection of shiny, glittery stickers, especially ones with flames, lightning bolts, or skulls, which she uses to decorate everything from her sketchbooks to her tools. She’ll even add some to Nero’s things when he’s not looking, claiming it's to "give 'em some character !"

•She’ll pretend to "fix" or "upgrade" her own toys, sometimes making sound effects as she goes, like little "vroom vroom" or "zap zap" noises. It keeps her hands busy and makes her feel like she’s building something great, even if it’s all just pretend

•Nico loves cartoons that are high-energy and full of action. Shows with wild characters, silly jokes, or exaggerated fight scenes make her laugh until her sides hurt. She’s especially drawn to cartoons with cool vehicles or robots — and will often get overly excited, explaining how she’d make the machines even "cooler".Sometimes, she’ll act out scenes, which usually involves lots of exaggerated sound effects

•Nico gets a kick out of painting her nails when she’s in little space, especially in flashy colors like neon green or metallic blue. She’s also not above throwing glitter on top, making her hands look like they belong to a rockstar. She might even convince Nero to let her paint his nails, too, if she can catch him in a good mood

•Little Nico adores toy cars, especially ones that look like mini motorcycles or have cool decals. She’ll zoom them around on the floor or the workbench, pretending she’s racing or making up stories about daring escapes. If she has someone to play with, like Nero or even Lady, she’ll set up mini "races" insisting on elaborate rules and sound effects!

•Nico’s sense of humor doesn’t go away in her little space — if anything, it becomes more playful. She loves setting up harmless pranks around her workshop, like putting rubber bugs in Nero’s toolbox or hiding silly notes for him to find. Her pranks are never mean-spirited; she just loves getting a laugh and hearing Nero’s exasperated reactions

•Nico uses empty bottles to create "potions" usually filled with safe things like colored water or juice, then gives them dramatic names like "Mega Power Juice" or "Turbo Speed Fuel". She’ll drink them with great fanfare and even serve them to anyone nearby, claiming they’ll give superpowers or make you "ten times cooler, guaranteed"

•Nico enjoys building cozy hideouts using blankets, chairs, and any spare fabric she can find. Once she has her little fort set up, she fills it with her favorite toys, snacks, and a flashlight. Her forts often end up being decorated with stickers or drawings, and she’ll proudly show them off to anyone who’s willing to check out her "top-secret hideout"

•Even while regressed, Nico’s mind is buzzing with ideas, and she’ll sometimes pretend to design gadgets to help her "superhero friends" She’ll draw up blueprints for mini weapons or "super cool" enhancements, complete with wild, imaginative details. If Nero’s around, she’ll assign him the role of hero and explain how her inventions are going to make him "unstoppable"

•She’ll make up tales of wild adventures, usually involving characters based on her friends and herself, with lots of explosions, races, and daring escapes. Her stories are funny, a little chaotic, and filled with Nico’s spunky spirit, making it a fun way for her to wind down and feel safe

•A bit of a kitchen experimenter, Nico loves creating strange snack concoctions when she’s feeling small, mixing candies, sodas, or cereals in ways that make no sense. She’ll mix cola with gummy bears or dunk cookies in weird sauces just to see what happens, which she finds hilarious. Sometimes, she’ll offer Nero a "taste test" just to see his reaction

If you're in the basic criteria , are DSMP fans, vivziep0p fans , h0tel/h3lluva b0ss fans, Owl h0use fans, St4r butterfly fans, Ghibli fans, ddlg/abdl blogs, nsfw/k!nk blogs, anti-agere blogs, or anti Christians/Christianity blogs : just dont interact !

[brofightiscancelled]

ah, muddled

[slightlyunconventional]

Hi, if you do female characters headcanons too, how about Himeko or Feixiao from Honkai Star Rail?

yes absolutely!! i love girls i lovr women h/imeko and f/eixiao are my girlboss wives lets go

h/imeko

hayfever 100% ! i know this

↳ also since she’s canonically a coffee lover i hc floral teas make her snz aksjsjd

↳ dust probably gets to her a bit too

very distinctive buildups i feel.. i think theyre vocal but also breathy at the same time, and theres always a short pause between the last hitch and the snz itself

↳ snz is also pretty pitchy id say, all in all sounds a bit like: “hah-ahh..! hhah— ashHiiew! haashh-hHIew!” like that

↳ 1-3 times in a row usually, it ranges but never really more than that

she’s very dainty about it i think, and polite as well - always says “oh! excuse me” or something along those lines afterwards

fans here face with her hand when shes building up. that is so HER

↳ also if the snz gets stuck/takes a second to come, she’ll hover her hand in front of her face until it does come

if she has a cold her snz is much harsher, still has the pitchiness and it mostly sounds the same as usual, just a bit louder and more forceful

f/eix/iao

ohhh this lady has one forceful snz … loud but not overly, not eardrum shattering lmao but you can definitely hear it

↳ kind of. “haH’EIISSCHh!” like that. pretty harsh

↳ covers w her elbow, and probably doesnt see much point in stifling unless she has to be quiet

↳ also probably bends her at the waist

shes a bit sensitive to alcohol i think… like getting tipsy will make her sneezy & much more sensitive to strong scents and the like

stole this straight from my own t/ighnari hcs but her ears will twitch a little when she’s irritated

very accustomed to fighting and memorising enemies moves i think, so she has no worries about ducking down to snz in battle

good constitution, she isnt one to get sick very often, but when she does you know she will be pretending shes fine ,, she’ll fight and work and run errands (i forgot what she actually does in canon lmfao) and just ignore the fact shes sneezing every thirty seconds and her head is pounding, then the second she gets home she’ll probably just pass out in bed and do the exact same thing the next day

!!! i love love loveeeee these two! thank u for the request anon :) hope you enjoyed!

[radio-isnot-dead]

Alastor, such a pleasure to interact with you again! Unfortunately I have quite busy as of late so I apologize for my delay. I would like to thank you for how you responded to my question from the day earlier, and I respect your secrets. I have but one request for today, do please give my regards to Charlie. I've seen how the poor girl can overwork herself, though it's quite funny when she's manic, she does need to remind herself self-care is important. Do have a delightful day good sir, and I shall speak with you another time.

-5♡'s

Of course, I will make sure that Charlie receives your regards for her. I look forward to our next interaction.

[bittwitchy]

CS: Samara Weaving and Robert Pattinson.

[roguestorm]

gail simone has her gail simone moments but she is at least a competent and sincere writer

[kakusu-shipping]

I know I've shown before that I get very unreasonably excited when people tell me we share F/Os it's like the major highlight of my month when it happens Okay but like IN PARTICULAR

Seeing other Koro-Sensei self shippers in the wild fills me with SO MUCH JOY and I just need to express it to you all dear followers because the three I have spotted in his tag are ALL anti-ship and (very politely) asked for Proship not to interact so I CAN'T REBLOG THEIR POSTS AND TELL THEM HOW MUCH I ADORE THEM AND ASK TO DRAW THEM FANART AND GUSH IN THEIR TAGS

BUT THEY'RE SO CUTE!!!!!! SHIPPING SO HARD FROM A DISTANCE!!! I AM APPRECIATING YOUR BOUNDARIES AND ALSO YOU'RE SO RIGHT KORO-SENSEI ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM IS SO IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!!!

[sturdy-and-soundproof]

The voice appears in Aegis's head as he sleeps curled up next to the wall. He hadn't meant to fall asleep but between the anxiety, the fear and having been up for nearly a day he was exhausted. But the voice wakes him.

...Can hear you through the wall... new neighbor? ...Are you there? why are you sad?

Aegis startles awake, heart feeling like it's going to burst out of his chest, he looks hastily around the room- though there's no one there. No masked man. No human in a lab coat. No one. Just the empty gray room.

The voice comes again.

I am not in your room...though I could be. If you wished.

"n-no." Aegis speaks aloud, in a soft small voice.

[no1ryomafan]

Yes I’m making this an entire poll because I’m super fucking indecisive and already being conflicted on doing multiple things so I’m gonna ask people. As of rn I only have two blogs, this current one and my art blog-which is @megdrawsiguess if you wanna follow-and while I don’t necessarily need more I’m low key considering it for mega man cause compared to all my other side interests I think it’s such a big interest that it needs to be separated. (That or maybe I’m just embarrassed posting on a mecha/retro anime blog when most people following me don’t know it despite it being based on a lot of that stuff, idk)