#✒️ anon

[the-moon-files]

I was thinking about the language barrier's reader a bit and thought that the inclusion of certain types of jewelry on reader looked odd to Hylians was really neat! So I looked around to see what types of jewelry Hylians could wear and the most I see them wearing are gold necklaces, bracelets, and the occasional jewel earring. Which isn't a very diverse jewelry set, but it is interesting. It got me thinking if the reader wears more gothic or alternative types of jewelry like studded rhinestone belts or spiky chained collars or even an industrial piercing on one if their ears. It can also add to the group's suspicions since they're timelines are a lot more fantastical and dark/gothic elements are more see of as apart of the evil side. They could've thought that reader was a spy or smthn! Thoughts?

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This is so fucking late - IN MY DEFENSE.

I graduated college last year, moved several states over this year, am still taking a class for certifications, and then got hit by Hurricane Helene not even 6 months after moving basically right in its path. Its been a lonngggg year you guys.

So sorry abt the inactivity frequently, please try to understand, i do this in the little free time i have between work and class, and even then i have other hobbies i like to indulge in for my own mental health too lol,

so i want to have fun and chill with you guys when i can

Anyway onto the ask

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So true ✒️ anon, fun headcanons here, im so excited someone noticed that kinda obscure reference! I had noticed that abt most Loz games too, that theres usually very specific jewelry, like gold bracelets/necklaces, or only jewelry thats diff is specific to things like fairies/tribes of ppl/etc.

I dont have much thoughts tbh, u thought of more stuff than i did lmao

Love alt reader reactions (i use that as an umbrella term tbh, like covering any non-mainstream style)

Bro they def would think ur a spy 😭

Like, wild's out here like "guys i think the Yiga members arent even hiding it anymore 🤨"

(Sorry i mention wild alot, ive yet to play other loz games 😔 dw chat i just some of the switch versions for early winter presents)

Okay but to slingshot in the other direction bc i finally had a Thought in my empty head

If u had like silvery jewelry or like very clean (pearls/beads/etc.)

Lol what if they mistook you for like a minor deity/spirit?

Bc those are some of the individuals i can think of in a few loz games who get jewelry at all/get unique pieces

Or if we're going by Guide!Reader, these silly hylians are like "oh yes, mmhm, makes sense, no wonder u have strange jewelry"

Do you think Legend would be jealous?

Do you think Legend would lowkey steal stuff trying to see if they have magicks lol

Waving around like those chunky silver gothic looking rings like "Shadows, or something! Uhh, invisibility? Ugh, Hyrule, help what's other sneaky shit Ganon's better monsters do??"

Out here looking like Kaidou Shun from Saiki K LMAO

thinkin ur apart of Dark reunion ahh 😭 LMFAOO

Ok ok ill stop making fun of Legend, he's just so Easyyyyy

Hope that was at least somewhat fun ideas for an answer!!

Peace out ✒️,

🌙

[nrc-therapist]

What if i started a tattoo shop that only tattoo's using overblot ink... I know it's a bad idea so please yell the urge to do it out of me.

Also this therapy thing is pretty neat.

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thank you for visiting the therapist!

NO DONT!!! DONT!! BAD IDEA!!

[pe0ple3ater]

uh… more etoiles!

i’ve been mulling on this for a while, but remember in purgatory, when the teams drew for members? imagine etoiles wrapped in chains, the french beast taken down. so many islanders would find it utterly erotic…

and then imagine pac, surveying the options, pausing in front of etoiles. there’s a chain around his neck that pac would tug on, smiling sloooowly… the power rush and ideas he would get…

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Okay I need to explain before you read this, I got carried away with the idea of some of my fav ships in this scenario. So it turned into this idea from Pac, Roier, and Phil's povs...hope you enjoy anyway

Roier: Etoiles is the only one of them chained, because he’s their leader and dangerous. Roier is the first at his side, tugging uselessly at the chains. He watches how they tighten around Etoiles when he pulls, and the sight of the imprints they leave makes heat flare in his stomach. He stands by his side and snarls at anyone who gets too close like a wild animal, though he can’t help but eye the way Etoiles legs are forced to be spread just a little, and he can’t deny how good a collar looks around his throat. He stands closer and sees the hunger in some of the Islanders eyes. He understands them, Etoiles looks fucking phenomenal tied down in chains. The binds cross his chest and highlight his pecs. The leaders of the red and blue teams are given some time to look over green team before they're forced to make their picks.

Pac: he likes having Etoiles tied down when they sleep together so this is just flooding his mind with similar images. The chains look really nice on him, and his muscles flex and strain with every tug. The wild anger in his eyes is sexy, Pac wishes Etoiles was a cruel man sometimes, so that he’d really rip Pac apart. When they get to go closer to them all, Pac grabs at the chain around his neck and the way Etoiles’ barely bites back a growl has Pac getting a little hot under the collar. He places his hand on Etoiles thigh, and notes the way Roier bristles at his side, and slides it up just a bit. He tugs again on the chain connected to his neck and Etoiles breath hitches, eyes losing some of that anger "I hope you end up on my team" he'd mumble, and then walk away to go check on Fit.

Phil: he’s obsessed with the sight. Etoiles is fighting against the chain and snarling like an animal and Phil feels bad for him but also it’s incredibly erotic to see how much it takes to keep him down, not to mention the sounds he’s making are animalistic and do something to Phil’s head. When he walks over to see him closer, Etoiles whines at him and tells Phil he’s sorry, he didn’t want to fail. Phil tells him that Etoiles will be able to make it up to him, not to worry. He tugs lightly on the chains and coos softly at the way Etoiles arches to try and get Phil to touch him. Phil runs his hand up Etoiles calf and feels the twitch of his muscle under his hand. Etoiles strains against the chains and Phil feels heat curl in his stomach. He'll have to get Etoiles on his team and held down in chains, soon. It'd be a good way to remind Etoiles who owns him after he killed him the first day, Phil thinks Etoiles could use the reminder.

[lucifer-ofpride]

I've heard of magic! :]

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( Dairy maid man :3 )

I'm glad you know what magic is..

[jameson-hawthorne]

(Hey, its the anon who asked about a black diamond- it's like a snowbaording/sking difficulty level, and I'm like 48% sure it was mentioned in tbh?? Or maybe I heard the term somewhere and automatically associated it w Jameson, I'm sorry😭😭😭)

What do you think would be a good first date? Asking for myself. I'm not sure where to go w this guy I'm talking to

-✒️ anon

(from now on. Bc I could just do regular, but my anxiety says no<3)

(// oooh ok idk maybe im js stupid and forgot lmao)

hmm honestly one of avery's and i's first date was just getting some food and sitting in the park talking. it was quiet nice just spending time together

[1-upboys]

YESYESYESYESYES PLEASE!

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[anonauthorsworkshop]

✒️Anon is back! I love basically being a Wikipedia God, But may I make a little spin on my version go MC?

-basically, the readers is detached from the world but, pretty much use all this information to their advantage. Since they can't go home, and they're stuck in this hell hole? Why not fuck everything up? They can't die anyway! They're literally Kenny from south park. And I'm just imagining readers using rumours too, and everyone thinks they're telling the truth because we'll they’re a walking Wikipedia now and they just blurt out some random stuff for chaos

“You know one of the staff is Screwing an SCP right?”

“Re-WAIT WHAT?!”

LMAO and welcome back!!

[alexander-hamilton-2022]

✨ THE ONE AND ONLY ✨

-✒️

Where were you?

[casinoroyale]

[ooc: Y'all's writing is the reason I got back into writing poetry after ages of not picking up a pen, you inspired me a ton and I wanna thank you all so very very much for that from the bottom of my heart. Getting notifs for these blogs always got me to brighten up, and my friends can confirm how often I'd share a post from this 'verse in discord and just start Yelling (using blogs! And the themes and icons and layouts! As storytelling! To convey a characters mental state!!!! Its such a fantastic use of the medium and i have and will rave about it for hours!). Those notifs, those posts, got me through days at work that seemed to last forever, and got me to frantically scribble down lines of poetry between customers. Y'all told an amazing story that gave me such a sense of warmth and passion, thank you so much for that. You did an amazing thing with this, and had a more profound affect than you probably realise. Thank you, and safe travels wherever you're headed next. I know it'll be grand. -✒️]

:""") !! yeah holy shit you've been around for a very long time. i always loved the poetry and the asks you'd send to this blog. thank you so much for your involvement and we're really happy that what we did here made your days easier. tbh we spent a not insignificant amount of time rping on the clock so we get that LOL. it's good to know that the warmth and passion we had for this blog shined through. means a lot

[thomasangusthorneswife]

thomas fictkin here- this made me smile that someone likes me this much :) /p (platonic tag for my own comfort, i know you like the character romantically)

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AAAAHHAHHHHH HELLLOOOO!!! Yes yesyyeyyes you're super duper cool and you're actually my favourite character ever, so I'm very glad I made you smile!! Also I think your poetry is very very nice👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻 (also, /p is absolutely fine!!!!)

[pe0ple3ater]

please write melissa/etoiles sounding if you want to because that sounds (pun intended) DELICIOUS.

the way you wrote melissa domming him… oh it’s so perfect. i simply adore etoiles content.

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YESS sounding...sounding Etoiles specifically. My dream. Okay, this is not the best but I've been thinking about this since it was requested. Here you go!

They've done this a few times, so Etoiles is utterly relaxed in the seat he's tied in. Despite the red ropes around him, he squirms in anticipation. He's wanted to do this forever and been patient and good enough to indulge.

"Miss, I am going to die if we do not start soon," Etoiles whines, typically not one to speak out of turn, especially with Melissa. Still, he's so eager that the buzzing anticipation under his skin is starting to make him restless and uncomfortable. Melissa hums and looks at him, cooing and letting her eyes drag over his body.

Etoiles tries not to preen at the attention. His hands are tied behind him to keep them out of the way, and his legs are tied to the legs of the chair to keep him still. He's entirely naked other than the collar around his neck, bright red leather, the one he uses for Roier and Melissa. He breathes slowly and straightens his back, looking up at her with big eyes.

Melissa laughs at him and pats his cheek gently, cupping his face and smiling when he leans into her touch. He turns his head to kiss her palm, and she moves her hand back to scratch at his scalp.

"Be patient, perrito. I'm almost ready." Melissa says and kisses his cheek; Etoiles' face burns, and he nods. He forces himself to relax, laying his head over the seat's backrest and closing his eyes. He focuses on breathing and the feeling of rope around his wrists to satiate himself.

Melissa's hand wraps around his cock, and Etoiles hums, lifting his head and looking at her. Melissa smiles and drags her hand up his dick slowly, and Etoiles' breath catches. He fights to stay still, pulling at the rope around his wrists and feeling it dig into his skin.

"Good boy, stay still for me. I'm going to start," She says, reaching to the side table to pick up a thin metal rod. Just looking at it has Etoiles whining and shivering, body feeling like it's on fire from the anticipation. "We'll start small, okay, perrito? So you can get used to it; if you're good, we'll go bigger," she explains, and Etoiles is so thankful for her gentle reassurance. As much as he's excited, the thought of a metal rod in his dick is enough to put even the bravest men off a bit. Etoiles nods and takes a deep breath, shaking his nerves off and relaxing into the seat. He trusts Melissa; she's the perfect blend of cruelty and kindness for Etoiles—a push and pull between pain and pleasure, just like Etoiles needs.

The sound is drenched in lube, and Melissa pours more over his dick to make sure. She presses the tip of the rod to his slit and looks up at him, gazes soft "You're positive?" she questions, and Etoiles nods again, swallowing hard.

"Yes, please," he whispers, voice already a little hoarse and breaking. Melissa nods and slowly presses the sound into his urethra. Etoiles' jaw clenches at the feeling. The stretch hurts, but the feeling of the rob inside of him feels like nothing he's ever experienced before. Melissa is staring at him, watching his reactions closely to make sure he's okay. Etoiles pants, and once the sound is as deep as it can be, Melissa wraps the hand, not holding the sound does a long drag up and down his cock.

Etoiles gasps, hips twitching up just a little. It feels so good that he's dizzy, close to when Melissa forced him into a prostate orgasm, but still not the same. Melissa coos softly and pulls the sound out a little before fucking it back in. Etoiles groans and whines, nails digging into his palm.

"How's it feel?" Melissa questions, jerking Etoiles off slowly and smiling up at him. Etoiles' brain scrambles for the words to describe it. His eyes flutter, and he whimpers desperately. Melissa doesn't help, moving her hand faster and giggling at him.

"It's-" Etoiles gasps and throws his head back, the feeling washing over him so intense it takes his breath away "-good. So good, miss," he chokes out, voice high and whiny. Melissa smiles at him, and Etoiles shivers. He's so close, teetering on the edge. He whimpers and looks down at Melissa between his legs. His body curls into itself a bit. "Close," he whines, and Melissa coos.

"You're going to cum for me, perrito? Such a good boy, cum for me," she says softly, jerking him off quicker and smiling at the way he thrashes a bit, and his head falls back.

Etoiles' vision whites out, his back arches, and he chokes on his moans. He's shaking like crazy, and Melissa is still jerking him off, sending sharp spikes of overstimulation through Etoiles' body. He gasps and jerks, hips twitching up into her hand, broken whimpers leaving his throat.

It takes a second before Melissa finally decides he's had enough. She very slowly pulls the sound out of him, every inch making him groan in a delicious mix of pleasure-pain. She sets it aside gently and stands, looking down at Etoiles with a smile.

Etoiles falls asleep, satisfied and hazy.

Etoiles is dizzy. His ears are ringing. He closes his eyes and tries to catch his breath; vaguely he registers Melissa untying his hands and legs, cleaning him, and stepping away. Etoiles floats in post orgasm haze and allows Melissa to pour water down his throat and lead him to the couch. Melissa sits and pulls Etoiles to lay with his head on her lap. She pulls a blanket over him and runs her fingers through his hair. Etoiles' eyes close. He melts under her hands and shivers.

[osamucide]

I dunno if we're still lusting over Akutagawa but I just wanna say that that the idea of him being turned on by gore in horror movies made all the blood leave my brain immediately because I've been having these fantasies about reciting him some disturbing ass poems about, fkn cannibalism or something, whilst jerking him off

um we are ALWAYS lusting over Akutagawa in this house. see below the cut for real lit nerd shit. cw here—handjob, sub!Aku, John Donne himself is a content warning, mdni

This made me think of Donne’s "The Flea"—if you’ve not read it, basically it uses intermixed blood inside a flea as an extended metaphor for sex and it kind of has no business being so fucking hot for how strange it is (quoted below is the last stanza). And I think Akutagawa, in the limited swath of earthly things he indulges in outside of Dazai's approval, fucks with ANY kind of deranged media, not just movies; his beloved touching him while they recite weird poetry? Oh my god. Your mind is huge, anon. Listen—

"Cruel and sudden, hast thou since purpled thy nail, in blood of innocence?" you sigh, voice slow, deliberate, hardly above a whisper; you pinch the spine of the leather-bound anthology, balancing it against one of his trembling shoulders as you straddle his waist, sinking your teeth into the milky skin beneath the severity of Ryuunosuke's jawline. "Wherein could this flea guilty be, except in that drop which it sucked from thee?"

Your other hand strokes him, softly, agonizingly; Ryuunosuke's breath is short, rhythmic, quietly frustrated between his chest and his throat as he tugs at the rope binding his wrists behind his back, his fingers flexing wide, curling into fists. When you squeeze just beneath his leaking tip and work your way down his cock, his forehead falls into your shoulder, where he returns your bite through a pitchy groan.

"Yet thou triumph'st, and say'st that thou... Find'st not thy self, nor me the weaker now." You, calculated, roll your wrist faster; his stifled groan gives way to a gasp, an open-mouthed plea for you to continue, and he twitches, hips lurching upward in pursuit of more of your touch. "'Tis true; then learn how false, fears be—"

"Please," Ryuunosuke's voice weaves through yours, desperate and broken amidst cries of your name. "My love, please."

"Just so much honor, when thou yield'st to me," you continue, pausing only to lick across the chain of bruising kisses you've left upon his neck. Pink and needy and twitching like the rest of him, his cock stutters, jumps as pearly white ropes of cum are spurting from him, hitting his pale chest and stomach, dripping over your fingers. You mutter the last line as he sobs, thanking you in breaths so shaky and hoarse and spent that you can't help your satisfied smile; "Will waste, as this flea’s death took life from thee." ⊹

this ask also made me think of a dissertation I read in my undergrad and it’s called "Raw Metaphors: Cannibal Poetics in Early Modern England" by Amanda Lehr. it’s wonderful and if you’re a cannibalism-in-poetry freak like me DEFINITELY check it out. it's lengthy but so worth the read.

[the-moon-files]

As I work on my college assignments that I have missed due to being sick I can't help but think *damn* I would absolutely hate being transported to another world due to all my responsibilities. Like, even if it was that zero time occurring between getting back home I wouldn't want that, because fuck what if time did pass? What if I got fired from my job or missed on rent and all my stuff got thrown out of my apartment?? I love the idea of being away from my responsibilities but I hate having to go back to more and more things I have to more things I have to make up or have just missed.

Anyway, my brain suddenly attached this to a reader who got stuck in the linked universe. The emotions they would go through because their mind isn't stuck on the past or present but in the future. What if they had pets? Who'd take care of them? How would they pay their bills if they got stuck in an alternate universe? It's a sudden absence of these things that really trip them up because they had so much to do and now it's all gone. They can actually live now. But also they weren't built to live life outside of the weird society we have. How can they learn to live if the way they'd been living was nothing but a mental ladder to keep up with. How can they keep going knowing that back home there are important events and people and animals that they are missing out on.

-✒️ (Sorry for the long ask I'm an a very existential mood rn)

Sorry this is such a late reply!! I've had a "fanfic author curse" kinda year tbh, so I'm just now getting back into my hobbies :/

(i just got so burnt out by life i wasn't even in the mood to play the video games, let alone touch my blogs/write for them :( which is sad bc i love talking to you guys /gen)

So, I hope this late response is okay, and college and things these days are going better for you anon!!

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BRO RLLY DROPPED MY WORST FEARS IN MY MAIL BOX ON A GODDAMN?? WEDNESDAY EVENING??? 😭😭 /LH

NO but SERIOUSLY this is genuinely a fear ive had in realistic isekai scenario situations,

So for like a year, maybe 2 now? Ive been obsessively consuming "isekai/reincarnation/transmigration anime" or this trope that somehow someway a character is misplaced from their original timeline, maybe just mysteriously yoinked/died/possessed another body in a diff universe, whatever, either way theyre There now, in a diff universe. And animes consistently gloss over this transitional period, that i can see real ppl actually having, to just sort of accept and move on, of course yo get the plot rolling.

But i guess theres just not quite enough sort of nitty-gritty isekai content yet for anyone to get have finally made an isekai genre thing that really goes on the other side of the spectrum, where the MC is like, well, THIS^^^

Like unless ur actually a hermit, youve either pushed away all ur family anf friends or theyve passed away, and you dont have a pet, pr whatever/whoever else,

ive learned after sort of coming out of teen years/rlly long depressive episodes that, Someone will always notice you. Theyll notice youre gone, and theyll miss you.

Like ppl hit u with that angsty, "nobody cares abt me" and then when u realistically sit them down like, "okay. What about your favorite teacher? What about your best friend? What about your online friends who will never see you log on again? What about your dog?"

Like yeah, who will take care of your dog?? Becaue where im at in life, if my sibling dies, ive got no one to care about my old girl, my kitty Mia <3 whos loved me since i was 12 😭

So, ive been actually wanting to fill in somewhat this gap in isekai genre by sort of expanding on it, i mean to be honest fanfiction is the only media ive seen thats gotten close to tackling this, with any amount of realism/emotional depth it deserves.

i hope u found this any amount of satisfying response, i probably would take this is in either a complete horror fashion/tragic scenario (which i don't write that often tbh) or a sort of "angst with a happy ending" like MC/reader worrying freaking out abt homeworld but there's a portal to let you go between worlds or smth

Peace out ✒️,

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(i found a file emoji - how do we feel abt it??)

[anonauthorsworkshop]

✒️ anon here! Long time no type! Been a hectic last few months! But as I read the latest update the only thing think of is. WERE A GOD HERE. We know everything, about every SCP. The knowledge is stored in our brain and one hundred per cent with our newfound knowledge and our attitude wed totally use this to our advantage. When were no longer high and drunk, we could be as manipulative as 035 but hotter

”long time no type” LMAO i love everything about this

[alexander-hamilton-2022]

Did you know getting barebacked by a ginger is called getting ginger bread

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[necroangelz]

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hii wsg !! i'm commonly known as angel but you may also call me moonlight or aradia, and this is my editblr blog! i've been on editblr since december 2023 and editing as a hobby for much longer.

my pronouns are sie/her, she/her, and muse/muses. i am a girlthing lesbian. i'm a minor and also from the philippines. i'm also a fictionkin, both spiritual and psychological. i'm very serious about my fictionkins, one of which is kangel! i'm kangel in the flesh and i will present myself as such.

i'm taken by my super duper lovely fiancee tori !! (18th of october <3 ). it just so happens that in this world she's fictional, but that's okay! our love knows no bounds and our relationship is the same as any other.

as a student with my own personal issues i'm prone to periods of inactivity. i also struggle socializing with others so i tend to keep to myself. i'm emotionally unavailable, i usually have low empathy, and i'm pretty sensitive, so keep all that in mind if you'd like!