#I was the anon again hello

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

Hey hey hey may 31th anon! How's 2024 going? ☆ヾ(*´▽｀)ﾉ This year I have for you a leaked Sherlock season 5 image. Thinking of you!! And everyone!!

[yakny]

COME ON BABY, DON'T FEAR THE REAPER

[little-pup-pip]

Strawberry shortcake!!

[vellichorom]

women named peanut butter in some life & twice as sweet...

A FUN LITTLE HANDFUL OF SOFT FUZZY WOMEN FOR MY BELOVED @tomiechu ~

look familiar? FUN FACT! these are all based off of sailor moon shots!

[gilverrwrites]

But who’s is who’s? I kinda want to hear your thoughts about having slade as a dom 👀

-🐝

*! YOU'VE ACTIVATED MY NONSENSICAL YAPPING TRAP CARD !*

It could go either way. I was leaning toward Roman/Reader, Slade/Jason, but oh to willingly be at Deathstrokes mercy!

He’s not a mean dom, but he most certainly isn’t soft either. He’s mostly just a dirty old man really.

He’s not like Roman who wants to punish you. When Slade gives you a task, or sets out rules, he expects you to accomplish them. He holds you to a high standard. He takes no joy (well, maybe a little) in disciplining you, but he will do it if needs be.

You’ve gotta be a service sub*; gotta take pride and pleasure in performing acts of service for him. Brats (Jason) are welcome too, he will break tame you. Again, the punishment isn’t the fun, it’s the end result, the needy little sub, desperate for his dick, that’s the fun. (Unless you want to delve into some dead dove, non-con, hate sex talks, but for now were sticking with consensual dom/sub dynamics)

Free use to him, but only behind closed doors. Don’t be fooled, he will ogle you and make details, shamelessly sexual comments in public, but that’s as far as it goes, and if he’s on a job, forget about it. There's a time and a place for everything.

However, he does expect flexibility. You’re at his beck and call, and if you don’t make it to him in a timely manner he won’t be happy.

Other, but not all kinks that speak to me:

Orgasm control, cumming is a reward for a job well done, you have to earn it.

Abrasions and markings. He wants everyone to know who’s in charge.

Choke me, daddy.

He’s just generally rough. Not impact or electro rough, but spanking, slapping, biting, face fucking. The kind of rough he can inflict with his body and nothing else.

He also doesn’t mind you getting rough back, not deliberately but if you need to dig your nails in or bite down on something, you may use him.

Furthermore, size difference, he’s impossibly big and strong so it’s not hard to do; he likes having someone he can pick up and throw around like a rag-doll.

Name calling.

Human furniture; extending from service. Don’t just bring him his drink, look pretty, stay still, and hold it for him.

Mirrors, likes to make you watch while he ruins your body for anybody else, but even more he likes DIY porn. So when he’s away on business he can have you watch yourself being used over and over again, edging yourself for hours, days, weeks until he gets home.

Dare I suggest bathroom control- purely as punishment. Humiliation to remind you who calls the shots.

*Service isn’t just about sex. He also expects things like: helping him dress and undress, grooming him, bathing him, mending his wounds and armour, cleaning his weapons. - This is not a tradpartner thing, it’s about showing respect and admiration for him, or just generally helping him relax.

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

"if monkie kid drops in that time I will simply combust" I'm guessing you got a little toasted?

Jokes on you I've been offline all week cause I was hanging out with a friend, what'd I miss?

[fluffypotatey]

Thanks for enlightening me to what they did. [Macaque sacrificing himself to the Pagoda because “I get all the consequences and you get to mope!”] This is like him trying to make up for Wukong sacrificing himself to surrender to the Jade Emperor. The Pagoda may be no Five Phases Mountain, but at least Wukong can be the one to run away this time. I am NOT okay ;-; Could I 👉👈 cut off the rest of my nonsense and just resend the single piece of brainrot I've yet to see covered by you, reblogs, or another anon? because I understand my asks are too much at once lol. In trying to avoid burdening you with multiple tiny asks as each thought comes to me, I try to cover everything at once, but that has its own drawbacks. Sorry about that! You can ignore what I sent before since other anons/reblogs have basically mentioned those aspects already. This specific bit about everyone fighting for the title of most sacrificial butt had a lil more effort because I wanted to provide some entertainment for you :D

Wukong falls, his pained cries filling all six ears, and Macaque halts. The past, the present, the future. The visions brought by what he hears, all those whispered memories converge on that moment. Why him- why again-? He turns to call out his name and watches as MK races to Wukong's side, his monkey form flickering from some invisible connection that's strained and hurting, just like it did the first time you found him sitting by the cliff's edge, he's hurting too from this. You don't need to think about it. You're already in the way, the second you hear Li Jing say "this nonsense ends now." You're grabbing his arm and dispelling the spell. It's silent all around. There's a single ring of the bell from your angsty little soundtrack. AND THERE MACKY GOES, his eyes shadowed as he grits his teeth, "Xiaotian..." But his mind is already made up. Calm, focused, acceptance in between the gloom. "You go...and save the world." HE SAYS WHILE TURNING AROUND WITH HIS RED SCARF LOOKING LIKE A CAPE BILLOWING IN THE WIND. Wukong is stunned, "What? No! Macaque- No!" as he starts sinking into the shadows. He can only yell out once more before before everything disappears. What is WRONG WITH HIM. Wukong bodily tackling him from heaven to the earth wasn't enough. I need to crush him on the ocean floor. ~ oooh red is the color of heroes ~ ooh classy cape look and STUPID DRAMATIC LINE DROP YOU SAVE FOR THE END OF THE SEASON YOU LOSER MONKEY. he wants to be the knight in shining tattered cape sooooo bad/j and then pretends it's all for Mk and not also Wukong. Hey, do you think Macky knows how to use a washing machine?

*through tears* nah, i bet he doesn’t know what a washing machine is

WHY IS HE LIKE THIS T^T

[hornystiel]

back by unpopular demand:🌟me🌟

[bleue-flora]

"While tbh i do think there's a bit of true in what cdream Said in those, it does get one to think, what we know of this guy that isn't a lie to make everyone think he's a crazy enough to be locked up?"

other anon come back and explain yourself here. why do you think severe enough mental illness can be treated with prison?

To be fair, I think anon is referring to - what lies does Dream tell to make the rest of the dsmp members afraid of him to the point of locking him up. In which case, it was never about treatment or necessarily mental health, but what lies did he tell to seem unhinged, evil, crazy to exasperate their fear and existing misconceptions about him. Wilbur and Tommy labeled him the crazy lunatic monster, but is that true? Or further, how much of Dream is actually purposely playing into that versus genuine. Regardless, I think anon is relating it to the dsmp characters not their own beliefs (I hope). And I think we can all agree that they are morons, their view of justice is massively scuffed and that they never intended to do anything but kill Dream. There was no thought process of treating his crazy, they were trying to end the threat until Dream made himself too valuable to kill. Pandora’s Vault was an added convenience because without it and the book they were perfectly fine with watching a “child” take his revenge by brutally murdering Dream in cold blood until he’s fully dead. There were no protests. The characters can hide behind some conceived notion of mercy and rehabilitation but that was never the actual purpose of the prison nor a possible outcome nor one they cared about anyways. It was about not killing him because of the book - which implies in some manner that they intended to get the book from him since they certainly didn’t seem willing to release him or give him anything to persuade him to use it for them (like for instance asking him to bring Wilbur back). So really as I’ve said before they kinda always intended to torture him. Maybe not realizing it as a direct thought, but at the end of the day that was what they deemed… they were never trying to treat his mental health, because they couldn’t see Dream as a person needing help. Prison is revenge, it is insurance and safety, it is a means to an end…

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

Hello may 31th anon! Look at that, another year behind us and a new one to come. Have a nice day! ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡

[saphira-approves]

Can I come and tell you my deepest pain?

We should have had Morzan alive. I mean yeah, it would fuck up the whole narrative but imagine Murtagh being afraid of his father. He hates the king but fears his father.

Imagine him and Thorn; Morzan sees them, and he has problems with booze in canon, just how drunk he'd have gotten after Thorn learned to talk? There he is with his nameless dragon, half of his heart and soul, that he had to watch descend into stupidity. (Does he have its name written up here and there, does he watch it every day just to think about how he could make it real again?) Would he dream of killing his son and taking his dragon to himself? Would he want that even though he despises that sick joke of a connection that is in between Galbatorix and Shruikan?

And then Galbatorix finally discovers the name of the names. How would he beg for the king to use it to heal his companion?

Also, it would be very funny to watch our main characters run for their lives with an angry dragon after them, but y'know.

Should I write a fic about this

Oh you absolutely should write a fic about this (and let me know when you do! I’d love to read it!), and I should go back through my WIPs to find my time travel AUs…

I usually write more about Selena than Morzan, but I do love the idea of getting to see grown-up Murtagh’s reaction to seeing his father, especially in a context where Murtagh has lived without him for a while—whether that’s because Brom didn’t kill Morzan and Selena got both her sons to Carvahall, or because resurrection or time travel shenanigans happened.

As for Morzan still being around when Murtagh gets captured… I think there’s a 50/50 chance he gets Real Weird about the torture, in a “I was pretty sure up to this point that I didn’t actually care about my son but now my best friend is torturing My Son and I don’t like it actually” way, and I think that would be really fun to explore; I think, also, that when Thorn hatches and Galbatorix prematurely increases his size, Morzan would again be Real Weird about it because, like, that’s a baby dragon the size of an adult. He hasn’t lost his name, he just hasn’t really developed one yet; he’s a weird, warped mirror of Morzan’s own dragon. And when Thorn does, eventually, with difficulty, start to ‘grow up’, Morzan’s probably going to get twitchy about it—it’s been at least a century, more than two thirds of his lifespan, since he’s even MET a somewhat psychologically stable dragon; how much has he forgotten of their true intelligence, their real personalities? And when Galbatorix does find The Word, if Morzan asks him to heal his own dragon… honestly I don’t know if Galbatorix would be able to. Having power and knowing how to use it are two different things, we saw Murtagh figure that out in his own book with The Word. Would the king even know where to start? Would he allow Morzan to try for himself? Morzan probably wouldn’t have a clue where to begin, all we ever hear about him from people who’d met him is that he’s a powerful spellcaster, but not a very clever one.

Honestly, the whole situation might drive Morzan to split from Galbatorix; and even if not, it would still probably drive Morzan to be extremely destructive, to himself and everyone around him.

Also he’d be so pissed to learn about Eragon’s true parentage. Not even in a “my wife cheated on me?!” way but in a “oh my god can Brom stop being SO OBSESSED with me for FIVE MINUTES” kind of way.

[2aceofspades]

I too am analyzing your art!!!

analyzing.....analyzing.....analyzing....*ding!*

hmmm.... according to these results, it appears that the artist is majorly talented, adept at breaking hearts with angst, all while bing a major cutie!!!

Such amazing results!!! (￣y▽￣)╭

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MORSE ANON!! WAH-!!

Staaaawp gaaw you're too sweet 🥹🥹 Thank you so much ohmigosh!!!

I mean, those do sound like some pretty good results hehe~

(:

[rollercoasterwords]

just wondering how writing atwmd is going atm due to the slower updates? absolutely NO pressure whatsoever write at your own pace im just wondering since ive been hurt one too many times by abandoned fics and atwmd is honestly genuinely incredible i love it sm youre so talented, again 0 pressure literally just wondering

i updated a week ago lol what is ur frame of reference for “slower updates”…like i get that i’ve been updating more slowly than when i originally started posting the fic but ive still been posting consistently 1-2 times a month for like the past 6 months and i regularly answer questions abt the fic on this blog + talk abt my plans 4 it so i’m not really sure why you’d be worried abt it getting abandoned.

[ask-indigo-park-swapped]

hey james! why are you at the isles currently?

Ah, my researcher friends wanted me to investigate the Isles, maybe gather some rocks and such for study. See what the stars looked like from the Isles too, if I could.

The stars don't look much different here than when looking from the ground, for the record.

[delusional-mishaps]

UWAAA VALENTINES DAY ASK!!! grimm x reader would be great :3 could you do forbidden love maybe....... maniacal laughter..... - ⭑ anon

YEAAA forbidden love <33 I ACTUALLY HAVE A FICTITLE THAT WOULD GO SO WELL WITH THIS oh my gosh... maybe this will turn into an actual fic... (don't get your hopes up LMAO)

you sigh, looking around the cell you'd already been in one-hundred and one times. it still hasn't changed since the last time. still as boring as ever.

"i see you've kept yourself busy."

you grin at the voice, turning to look out the bars of your cell. you jump off the bed you were sat upon.

"well, that's all i can do while i wait for you," you hum. nightmare chuckles, unlocking the door to your cell. he's by your side in an instant, wrapping you in his arms as his tentacles dance around behind him, brushing against you every so often.

"i suppose it is," he replies, leaning in to nuzzle his teeth against your lips. you sigh, wrapping your arms around his neck as you return the affection.

he pushes you back onto a bed, the plushness alerting you to the fact you're no longer in the cell. he must have warped you to his room while you were otherwise distracted. your lips perk against his teeth at the fact, pulling him in only deeper.

"i missed you," you breathe against him when you finally pull away. your eyes open, inspecting every inch of his face, like you've done a million times before. "i hate that we can't be together all the time."

"i know, my dear." he buries his face in the crook of your neck, arms wrapping tighter around you. "but you know why we can't."

you hum, chewing your lip as you pet his skull. his chest rumbles against your own with a purr.

"but... why can't we?" you pose. nightmare hums in question. you prop yourself up on your elbows, pushing yourself away from him to look at his face. "i'm tired of having to play the kidnapped role. i'm tired of sitting in that cell until you can sneak me away from your henchmen. why can't you just tell them?"

"you know why i can't, dear."

"no, nightmare... you're their boss, they shouldn't get angry with your decisions." you protest.

he looks at you for a long time, his purr quieting until it eventually peters out. he pushes himself up, hovering above your lap. he reaches out to grab your face, cradling your cheeks in his hands gently.

"my love, you know it isn't that simple. we cannot chance them knowing—not while you are still affiliated with my brother. you know how they are. one of them will slip up."

you groan, leaning in to rest your forehead against his. he chuckles, planting a quick kiss to your lips.

"do not pout," he teases. you only stick your bottom lip out dramatically in response. he snorts, shaking his head at your dramatics.

"i hate it when you're right," you grumble.

"no you don't~" he sings in response. you grin, rolling your eyes at him.

"yeah, you're right. i can't hate anything about you." your expression softens as you reach up, brushing your hand against his cheek. he nuzzles against you, closing his socket. his grin relaxes.

"i can't wait until i can love you without worrying about anything."

nightmare's tentacles fold around you, tucking you snuggly against himself.

"and i will wait a thousand moons until that day comes."