#I'm workshopping their ship name

[suzydoozy]

Here we go again.. || Suzy +Rose

Was this really happening again? Another House shift, back to Theta she goes! This was the third? Fourth time? She was beginning to lose count. Was she so much a pain in the ass everyone felt they needed to get rid of her.... no. Don't think like that. She was fluid! She was reliable! Adaptable! She sighed, looking at the pile of boxes, some vacant, some full and needing mover's tape, some half way there. It was a hodgepodge. And at this point, moving so many times, she didn't have the energy to even sort them. Throwing stuff in boxes without thinking. That wouldn't work. But it was a method. As she huffed some loose hair from her face, a knock came from her door. That was probably Rosanna, coming to help pack her up. Normally she would care a bit, having someone see her room in such a tizzy. But this time. She simply couldn't Still.. it was the house President. And her boxes were even messy, things falling out the sides from the unorganized condition of it all. Too late now though. "One sec" she said, eyes flickering fast across the room to make sure nothing incriminating was on display. Rising and adjusting the mess that most would call a bun in her hair. Looking to the mirror, noticing the bags under her eyes. She shook her head a bit and slapped her cheeks, then went and opened the door.

@ra1ndrop5-on-ro5e5

[flowerakatsuka]

here's the sapphics i promised for yuri day!! 😊💕

[postcardsfromheapside]

Quick, does someone have a screenshot of the Formless One in Dragon mode. This needs to be a text post. The “I'm definitely not crushing on you” all-caps missive it sends after being defeated had me SCREAMING. Mercia where are you.

[number-one-shadisper-shipper]

This is their dynamic btw

Okay guys I'm going to fully embrace the cringe don't hate me...

I think I ship my OC Hazard with Surge now 🙃

[starrydali]

Engraved in My Heart - Leo Valdez

*ੈ✩‧₊˚✧˖*°࿐ Leo Valdez can't stop thinking about you. Even when he's building or fixing things you're always on his mind. This leads him to develop the habit of carving your name on everything he makes from blueprints to the literal Argo II ship. Anyone on the ship can see just how obsessed he is with you as your name is literally written on every wall and under every table. He doesn't even realize what he's doing anymore, you're just always on his mind. ✧. ┊ 

part 2

Percy is the first to notice, while checking the engine room Percy leans over a section of the ship's mechanics and spots a little "Y/n" etched into the side of the ship.

Percy: "Y/n? Really, Leo?"

Jason: "What's up?"

Percy: (gesturing to the engraving) "Leo's been busy. I'm pretty sure he's carved her name into half this ship."

Jason squints at the spot, then smirks "Let me guess, this is about Y/n?"

Percy: "You notice he's like... obsessed?"

Jason: "Yeah, but I thought it was in a flirting as a joke way, you know? Guess it's more in a hopeless romantic way.

Jason is helping Leo in the workshop, picking through tools when he notices something strange. He holds up a wrench with "Y/n" engraved along the handle in fancy writing.

Jason: (holding it up) “Hey Leo, do all your tools come with this customization, or is it just this one?” he teases.

Leo: "Hey! That's my lucky wrench. You wouldn't get it.”

Jason: “So you do think of her every time you fix something?”

Leo: "What can I say? She inspires me. Maybe you should try it sometime- it might improve your flying”

Jason rolls his eyes, but when he picks up the screwdriver he notices another tiny engraving of her name surrounded by hearts.

Jason: "It's on the screwdriver too? Man, you've got it bad"

Percy’s examining part of the ship when he spots “Y/n” faintly carved into one of the panels.

Percy: “Uh, Leo? Why does this look like you wrote your girlfriend’s name on the ship?”

Leo: (leaning casually against the wall) “What? You like it? Adds character. And she’s not my girlfriend... yet. ”

Percy: “More like it screams 'obsessed boyfriend'”

Leo: "I prefer 'dedicated artist'"

Annabeth: (walking by): “Leo, you’re unbelievable. This is how you show affection? Carving her name into every available surface?”

Leo: (grinning) “I don’t know, I think it’s pretty romantic.”

Annabeth: (deadpan) “If you say so. I’m just surprised there’s not a neon sign that says ‘I’m in love with Y/n.’”

Leo: “That’s next.”

Percy: "Uh, Annabeth, is it just me, or does this wheel have ‘Y/n’ carved into it like... seven times?"

Annabeth squints at the ship's wheel. "No, you're right. Seven times, in different fonts."

Percy, grinning: "I don’t even know if Leo realizes he’s doing it anymore."

Annabeth was looking over some of Leo's blueprints while the ship was being built and her eyes caught on the name "Y/n" written over and over in the margins surrounded by doodles of stars and hearts.

Annabeth: "Leo, really? Your blueprints have her name on them too?"

Leo: (grinning) "Well, she's my muse, what can I say i'm always thinking about her"

Annabeth: (raising an eyebrow) "I thought your muse was fire and explosions".

Leo: "Hey Y/n's got that effect on me too"

Annabeth: (sighing) "Your insane Leo"

Leo: "Yeah insanely in love with her."

Piper runs her fingers over some carvings on the dining table during breakfast.

Piper: "Y/n. Y/n. Oh look, another Y/n." She smirks. "Honestly, it’s cute. He's like a lovesick poet with a pocketknife."

Annabeth: "Cute until it’s literally everywhere. Look at this chair leg!" She holds it up to show ‘Y/n’ scratched into the wood.

Piper: "I’m starting to think we’re all living in Leo’s giant love letter."

Percy, climbing up the ladder: "What the heck? Y/n's name is carved into every single rung!"

Leo, overhearing: "Yeah, so? Keeps me focused."

Percy: "Focused on what? Your undying love?"

Leo winks: "Exactly."

Jason pulls out his celestial bronze shield during a fight, only to spot something unusual on the rim. As he turns it over he sees "Y/n" carved neatly into the metal.

Jason: (yelling over the chaos) "Leo. Did you personalize my shield with your crush’s name?"

Leo: "Technically, it’s not personalizing. It’s branding."

Percy, laughing: "You’re like a lovesick graffiti artist."

Leo: "Whatever if it doesn't have her name on it than I don't trust it will work!"

Jason: "Your obsessed"

✧. ┊ Send requests! :)

[lissomelace]

THE EUROPA CLIPPER LAUNCHED THIS MORNING, AND I AM SO NOT NORMAL ABOUT IT!!!!!

Space is so fucking awesome. We're headed to one of JUPITER'S MOONS!

Every time a launch happens, it makes the latent space enthusiast in the back of my brain jump up and down. It also derailed all my plans for today. I did have plans.

Instead, someone made one comment about how I could now maybe make mission patches on my embroidery machine, and the space thing crossed over with my current hyperfixation (silm) to produce THIS:

Mission patch for the launch of Gil-Estel! A bit messy, but a good place to start!

Design and linguistics details under the cut, because I put WAY too much thought into it and now must talk SOMEONE's ear off about it. Feel free to ignore this bit:

So, to start: Elvish NASA. I chose to call them Vardildi Elengolmo Vilciryamoyë, or VEV. The Followers of Varda, Astronomers and Astronauts. This could very much be totally wrong. Vardildi is Varda+the suffix used in Yavannildi, the followers of Yavanna. Elengolmo comes from the coined word for astronomer, Elengolmë (star-lore), with the -o suffix from nolmo, wise person. Vilciryamoyë takes the vil- from the root of vilya, meaning air, sky. ciryamo is mariner, and yë is the suffix added to the second word meaning 'and'. (I may be very, VERY wrong on this! If anyone has better ideas, I very much welcome input/guidance/constructive criticism)

So I stuck the tengwar for this on either side of the patch. (None of the tengwar is all that legible, though, I'm working on getting that sorted out) Most NASA mission patches don't actually have NASA on them, but I put it on anyway. Here is the tengwar and the start of a logo I made an attempt at (the tehta is supposed to be a shooting star, but that did NOT come through clearly in the embroidery [because it's tiny]):

(Probably going to try to make an elvish NASA patch before too long, honestly)

Most NASA patches (from research I did with great self-restraint here) have the (last) names of the astronauts. Not sure if they also have the name of the craft or if that's generally somewhere else, but I put both--Eärendil Ardamírë (his fathername and mothername) are the tengwar at the bottom of the patch, and Vingilotë is written on the keel of the ship. None of these are legible because they are small, and my machine has limits. It's a work in progress. Also I apologize for the bad lighting in the photo.

NASA patches sometimes also have a mission motto. That's the tengwar across the top of the patch here-- aiya Eärendil elenion ancalima, Hail Eärendil, brightest of stars (a common cry among elves and Frodo [when facing Shelob]).

(I half wanted to do something a bit more funny--maybe something like 'Now I have become Venus,' or 'Do I get to come down?' but this was a bit easier since it comes pre-translated into Quenya and tengwar, and also I have no faith in my Quenya translations that are any longer than a word)

The horizon is flat because Númenor exists, in the middle there between the shore of Middle-Earth and a teensy bit of Valinor and the Enchanted Isles.

The design for the Silmaril is sort of taken from the heraldic device Tolkien designed for the Silmarilli (though it isn't clear), and it is rayed with the six-pointed star from Eärendil's device. (I stuck the moon phases from the same source around the edges as well)

This was really fun, even if it might be the silliest thing I've ever made! It definitely needs some workshopping--i don't mind the black lines framing some sections from the background fabric, but I might try turning all the tengwar into lines of stitches instead-the satin columns really are illegible.

I now need to restrain myself from doing some sort of NASA/Astronaut Earendil AU, because it now sounds kind of fun (I do not have the background knowledge for this)

Sources:

NASA patches here: https://www.shopnasa.com/collections/patches

Quenya translations here: https://www.elfdict.com/

Tengwar transcriptions here: https://www.tecendil.com/

And if you want info on the Europa Clipper mission, here: https://science.nasa.gov/mission/europa-clipper

Embroidery digitization done with Embrilliance Stitchartist 1, embroidery done with a Brother SE630 machine. Thread is Brothread Cotton and YLI cotton bobbin thread, with a little sulky rayon on the Silmaril. Cloth is a black linen from Fabric Wholesale Direct.

[palettepainter]

Behold, a Rise OC, she and Raph are both disasters for each other

I made this lil comic ages ago and had the inspiration to clean it up and colour it! Still workshopping my OC's ref sheet since I'm still workshopping her outfit but of course I ship them with Raph, this sweetheart deserves everything good in the world

The OC's name is Cleo. She's a yokai that ran away from the Hidden City and meets Raph on the surface one day. They have workout dates together and Cleo is very much not chill at how patient and understanding Raph is

[supernatural-hunter1]

“Hunter On The Crew” Part 1.

Summary: Saving people, hunting things, Family Business! Right?.... WRONG! You some how ended up on the thousand sunny, and meet a stranger pirate wearing a straw hat and joined his crew, But little did they know you are actually a hunter who hunts down the supernatural.

Strawhats will female reader, Fluff story🥰

Might turn this into a series?😅

It was a perfect sunny day no clowds in sight and the ocean water was calm. Luffy Usopp and Chopper We’re sitting on the railing on the side of the ship fishing as always, Zoro was doing his usual training routines in the crow’s nest, Nami is relaxing on a chair sitting under an umbrella to block out the sun while Robin was sitting next to her reading a book, and Brook was playing a calming tune on his violin sitting on the swing under the tree on the deck, and Jinbe is staring the ship. Sanji comes out of the kitchen with a tray and walk over to approach Nami and Robin.

“Here you go ladies.” He said, as he handed them their drink. “Thank you Sanji.” Robin said with light smile, Sanji goes all heart-eyes and goofy smiling. “Anything for you my darlings.” He goshed, before giving them a slight bow and rushing back to the kitchen. just then Nami noticed a slight change in the air? Even Brook senses a similar feeling and immediately stopped playing his music?

Suddenly something falls beside him on the grassy deck, and Brook jumps back with a frightened shriek which now got everyone’s attention, and everyone rushes over to get it out? “What’s going on up here, I heard Brook scream and came up to see what was wrong?” Franky said as he emerged out of his workshop.

“Whoa, what is that?” Luffy asked? Looking down he sees a black rounded duffel bag with silver handles as he picks it up off the ground, “Be careful we don’t what kind of dangerous things might be in that bag?” Usopp says nervously? Robin walks over and takes a closer look and noticed something, “look it even has a strange symbol on it?” She said. Pointing at the symbol of a sun with a star in the center of it, “I’ve never seen anything like that and it fell from the sky?” She added as she looked up?

Just then something else entirely catches their eyes, Usopp pulls out a telescope to see what it is? and to his surprise and horror it was you falling out of the sky he shouts to the others to warn them, "THERE IS SOMEONE FALLING FROM THE SKY!?" He shouted as he pointed to my direction.

Unfortunately, the worst was yet to come as a giant sea king jumped up from the water with its mouth wide open, luckily Sanji used his skywalked ability and caught me before i became a sea king snack. He glanced down at me his eyes widened he saw i was covered from head to toe with injuries and blood, and pieces of my clothing were torn up, he quickly rushed back to the ship.

A few hours go by, and i slowly start to wake up in the infirmary on the ship i groan, a little in pain, as i slowly set up. "Ow, man, what happened?" I muttered. "Oh, hey, glad you're finally awake." A voice said," i turn my head to see a guy wearing a straw hat? "How are you feeling? Be careful not to move too much." Another voice said i looked over. And saw a reindeer wearing a blue helmet with an 'x' on the center of it.

"I feel a little bit sore in some places, but I think I'll be all right." I said as i'd looked down, at my bandages. "Thank you, um..." i paused for a second. "My name is Chopper I'm the ship's doctor." He introduced himself, "thank you, doctor Chopper my name is Y/n." I'd look over. To the man on the other side of the room, "i'm sorry. I didn't quite get your name either?" You asked?

"The names Luffy the captain of the ship, and I'm going to be the future king of the pirates." He said, i let out a sigh of relief "nice to meet you Luffy." I smiled, he then started asking me questions, and i'd answered, telling him everything that i could remember. I shy away for a second. And asked him if he was looking for new members to join his crew and offered to join?

Luffy nodded with a big smile on his face after a few minute. He and chopper took me out of the infirmarie and onto the deck where everyone was waiting. "Everyone, great news, we have a new crew member!" He announced. I walk out of the infirmarie with a blanket wrapped around me. Like a cloak protecting myself from the cold air. "Everybody meet Y/n." He said, i nervously smiled and waved.

"Hi." I said nervously, Robin was the first to greet me then Usopp and Nami also introduced themselves after, Robin then handed me my bag. I thanked her happily. And she pointed me to the restroom to change out if my torn clothes, i left for a while and changed into new clothes slowly, but carefully so I didn't reopen any wounds, once i were done i made my way to the kitchen.

I slowly opened the door and poked my head through the door, Sanji was the first to notice "Well would you look who it is, come in and get something to eat." He said, as he hand out a plate of food, i walk in closing the door behind me before walking over to him.

"It smells really good, then again? I haven't eaten anything in 3 days, so anything would be pretty good right about now, thanks." I said, as i gently take the plate.

After getting my meal and sitting down in a chair between jinbai and Robin then we all started talked and laughing, at one point Brook asked if he could my panties? And I popped off with, "No, but I'm willing to throw you overboard, By the way. That's a pretty bold question coming from a dead guy with no eyeballs?" I'd said calm but firmly, the skeleton was a bit shocked when i referred to him as 'dead guy'.

And with that Zoro choked on his drink, while Nami covered her mouth to prevent herself from laughing, but luckily? Usopp, Chopper and Luffy we're the ones burst into laughing.

"Hey Y/n speaking of which there's something I've been meaning to ask you?" Robin asked, "sure thing what is it?" I said, "there was a strange symbol on your duffel bag, that I have never seen before mind I ask what that means?" She asked, and i'd nodded.

"It's called an anti possession mark, it's what the hunters wear to protect ourselves from being possessed, See." I answered,

I'd pull-down the front of my shirt showing them a tattoo on the side of my chest, it's a sun with a star on the center of it, Luffy's eyes sparkled with awe "THAT IS SO COOL!" He said excitedly, Usopp scratches the back of his head in confusion."What did you mean by 'hunters' and 'protecting yourselves' from what exactly?" He asked? "Do you know much about werewolfs and vampires?" I asked, and he and everyone else in the room nodded, "well, where I'm from, we are known for hunting down creatures of the supernatural, like werewolves and ghouls, and all that at." I added.

I began explaining to luffy and his crew more about it, i'd even told them a little bit about my childhood and growing up learning about creatures of the supernatural and learned about their weaknesses and strength. Sometime after dinner, i'd offered to help Sanji out with washing the dishes but also for the chance to get to know my new crewmate more too.

"Here, let me help you out with those?" I said, walking to the sink to clean my dish. Sanji swore that he could feel his heart skip a beat when i offered so sweetly, he shook his head and gave me a light smile. "No, it's alright y/n i can handle it from here, I appreciate the offer those but maybe next time." He said, he gently takes my dish and placed it in the sink. I nodded at his word Nami walked over and she dragged me out of the kitchen to show me around the ship.

Later in the night, i decided i'd wanted to sleep on the floor in a small corner of the girls' room with the pillow and a blanket, as everyone was asleep i'd lied there, awake looking up at the ceiling, thinking to myself maybe things wouldn't be so bad here after all? Before closing my eyes and start to drift off to sleep.

( I hope you guys like the story i think I might turn this into a series? I know my writing is not as good but I am trying my best😅)

[somanyratsinthewalls]

Kinktober Special Part 2

Mo’s Kinktober Special

The Crew’s Whore (Part 2) (+18)

Summary: You are the former owner of the Grand Line’s most popular brothel. Your power fighting abilities got the attention of the captain of the Straw Hat Pirates. He had asked you to join their crew but what would you bring to the team? Your battle skills were hardly comparable to many of the other Straw Hats… but you actually had a great skill. Your years working as a high end escort had prepared you to become the private plaything for this pirate crew. You joined the Straw Hats as their personal sex toy. 

Pairing: Franky x afab!reader

WC: 3100 I'm so sorry

TW: IS THIS A SAFE SPACE?!?! Banging a robot, alcohol consumption oral sex (m receiving), vaginal sex, crying, forced orgasm? face shot, heavy use of pet names, cringe, his body is a sex toy idk, cringe, so much cringe, please forgive me I love him, idc

Chapter 1 Chapter 3

Robo-boning uder the cut:

Chapter 2: The Cyborg

It was a breezy evening aboard the Sunny as you sipped from your wine glass while leaning forward against the railing of the deck. Sanji had once again prepared the crew a fantastic meal and you felt full and comfortable with the cool sea wind blowing through your hair. It was late, most of the crew had returned to their quarters. Zoro was up in his crows nest dojo having a late night workout, Franky had returned to his workshop to fiddle with some new cannon technology, Luffy was in a food coma and snoring loudly laid up against the mast, and even Sanji had finished dishes with Robin’s help and excused himself to bed. Robin was always so helpful with the dishes with her Devil Fruit powers and all. 

You were alone out here with only the sounds of the waves crashing against the hull and your captain’s aggressive snoring. You thought about how you missed your old life, but also how happy you were with the Straw Hats. You loved your job at the brothel and it certainly was less dangerous… but this new life? It was… exhilarating. You loved it. 

*I think I need something stronger* you thought to yourself…

You looked at your empty wine glass and walked into the galley for something more exciting. It was spotlessly clean and empty. You opened up the liquor cabinet and perused your options. Vodka, tequila, gin, rum.. hmm… 

*It’s a pirate’s life for me, I guess.* You giggled and grabbed the bottle of spiced rum off the shelf. You realized that taking it straight from the bottle was a little barbaric for a late night solo cocktail and went to the fridge for a mixer. Orange juice, mineral water, nothing suitable to mix with rum. You wracked your brain, what would go well with rum?  A lightbulb went off in your brain, there’s an obvious choice. Cola! 

Rum and cola went together like peanut butter and jelly, like pancakes and syrup, like tea and honey. Your mouth watered at the prospect of a tasty drink… You knew there wasn’t any cola in the kitchen, but you knew exactly where it was. You filled a glass from the cabinet with ice and held it in one hand and the bottle of rum in the other. You pushed past the swinging galley door towards the hallway that went to the center of the ship. You skipped down a flight of stairs until you reached a wooden door marked with blue cartoonish stars. Blue lettering adorned the top of the doorway reading ‘Franky House.’ 

*So nostalgic of him* you chuckled to yourself before knocking twice. 

“What’s up?” You hear Franky’s booming voice from the other side of the door. You opened the door and sidled in with your glass and bottle in hand. 

“Oh heyyy pretty thing, what are you doing up at this hour?” Franky turned on his stool next to his workbench to look at you. 

“I could ask you the same thing.” You smiled at him as you strode confidently towards the fridge you spotted in the corner of his room. “Fancied myself a rum and cola, figured you’d be the guy to call about finding a bottle of cola around here.” 

“Yeah babe! Mi cola es su cola!” He flashed you a winning smile before he turned back towards his work bench and continued fiddling with whatever gadget he was working on before your intrusion. You grabbed a bottle of brown syrupy liquid from the fridge and brought it over to him. You said nothing, just pointed the head of the bottle in his direction. He barely looked up as he reached his large hard out and popped the cap off of the bottle for you. You smiled. 

“Thanks, handsome.” 

You returned to the desk in the middle of the room where you had set your rum and glass, setting the cola down. You picked up the rum and poured a GENEROUS amount over the ice. You topped it off with the freshly popped cola and brought the glass to your lips. Holy shit you over did it with the rum but damn, that’s good. You took a few more sips and let out a big sigh. 

“Rough day, sweet cheeks?” Franky laughed after hearing your exasperated sigh. 

“Hmm.. I guess. Just feeling a bit nostalgic is all.”

Franky’s hands continued to manipulate the mechanical item on his work bench.

“Yeah I get it. It happened to all of us, ya have this whole life and then all of a sudden you’re a pirate. It’s super weird. You’ll get used to it, y/n, we all do. We can talk about it, if ya like.” He doesn’t turn around. He had always been so good at expressing his emotions, such a tender and kind soul. He knew how you felt, and wanted you to feel heard. 

*Such a sweet heart for a robot* you thought to yourself. But he wasn’t a robot, he was still a man. Sure, his body was more metal than flesh at this point, but it didn’t take away from what a gentle spirit he had. You started to wonder what other human instincts he had left… 

“Honestly Frank? I’m kind of trying not to think about it. What are you working on?” You walk over to his work bench and lean up next to him, against the table backwards, able to see the item on the table but facing his body. 

“Oh this? Nothing totally crazy, just something I was thinking about for my forearm cannon. You see this part here…” He was excitedly telling you about his work, clearly passionate about his science. You nod and give him “hmm”’s here and there. You pour another strong drink and bring it back over to Franky’s work bench. You set the glass in front of him.

“I can’t be the only one indulging tonight, right?” You say seductively as you slide the glass towards his massive chest. 

“Well little lady, I’m usually a cola purist, but I guess one drink won’t hurt.” Franky grabs the glass in his large hand and slams the drink in one gulp. He hisses out, not prepared for how strong you made the cocktail. 

“My god girl, you’re trying to get me drunk?!”

You laugh out loud and pour yourself another drink. 

“No no, just trying to get more comfortable!” You laugh again. “Now tell me more about this hydraulic, fusion combustion, thingy again…” 

You say this as you set yourself down on Franky’s wide lap, drink in hand. 

“Okay so if you can see this piece right here…” Franky continued explaining his latest project to you as you became distracted by his handsome features. He had a strong, chilled jaw, defined abs, incredible thighs and you couldn’t help but let your eyes wander to his swim briefs. Was it still real? Did he have anything or was he like a doll?

You let your thoughts get the better of you and you set your glass down on the workbench. You slid to your knees in between Franky’s spread legs and let your head rest on his thigh. 

“WoAAhhh sweet thing, something else on your mind?” He dropped what he was working on and lifted his sunglasses onto his head as he looked down at you. He leaned back. You giggled up at him while stroking his crotch slowly. 

“mmmm yes. How could I not wonder? I’ve thought about it so much. Never had someone like you before…” You drew your face closer to the growing bulge in his swim briefs as you palm him. 

“Are you sure? How much do you want it? It might be too much for ya, doll face…” Franky puts his large palm on the side of your face, seemingly a bit concerned. 

“I want it. I can take it, please show me.” Your fingers worked at the hem of his tight black speedo before he helped you bring it down to his ankles. You pull them all the way off and return to your kneeled position between his legs. 

“Wow…” 

His cock was so gorgeous. It had to be real. It was so long, thinner than you’d like, but the length was truly impressive. The base was decorated with tufts of blue hair. 

“Is this good for ya, babe? Tell me what ya like and I can make it happen." Franky stroked your hair as you were staring at his cock from between his knees. 

“What?” You didn’t know what he was talking about. Was he that confident in his sexual abilities? You felt your cunt clench in anticipation. 

“No, this," He nods his head down at his erect cock. "I can make it anything you want. Too big?” You stared up at him with wide eyes. 

“Want bigger? Maybe you’re a little size queen?” Franky smirked at you with those last words. 

“No no,” You stuttered out. “Could you… could you maybe make it a little… thicker?” You were so embarrassed, you felt so silly asking for this man to change up his own cock for you. 

“Of course doll, if you want to be stretched out real good, who am I to deny you?” Franky smiled as he pressed his metal nose. 

You stared at his erect penis as it became girthier right before your eyes. 

“No way…” You gasped quietly to yourself. 

“Yes way baby! You really thought I would rebuild my own body and not give myself an incredible dick?” He grinned down at you between his legs. “Now… where were we?”

You felt his hand gently push the back of your head towards his newly engorged cock. You were snapped out of your stupor and grabbed the thick length with both hands and began to pump it slowly. 

“Perfect….” Franky cooed at you as you stroked him. 

You leaned forward and took his tip into your mouth. He groaned loudly. You knew he would be loud, he always is, why would now be any different?

You gradually took more and more of his cock into your mouth and bobbed your head up and down. With each pull backwards you slurped and dragged your tongue across the bulbous head of his dick. 

“Fuck, shit, just like that…” He tried so hard not to ram his hips into your face, knowing it would scare you off. His body was too strong. 

“Shit baby… You’re way too good at this… get up here and let me stuff you.” 

Once again your pussy squeezed around nothing, pushing out a drip of your arousal. Franky leaned down and grabbed your hips to pull you upward. 

In a moment you were on your back on Franky’s workbench, his projects swept to the the floor with one brush of his huge forearm. He was man handling your body to pull all your clothes off of you. You lay back down on the table, now fully bare in front of him.

“Franky, fuck me. Please. I want it.” 

He hovered over you, massive body eclipsing yours. 

“And you’re sure? I told you it might be too much… Once I start… well it can just be a lot for someone who isn't used to it.” Franky asked you for the last time, making sure you knew what you were getting into. 

“Yes, Frank. I’m so sure.” 

He pushed you down forcefully, but you protested by rising to your elbows and catching his lips in a wet kiss. He accepted your kiss and forced his tongue past your spit covered lips. You groaned at his dominance, such a change from how you were used to being with your other lovers. 

After making out for several moments, you whined a bit too loudly when he pinched at your nipple. 

“Okay okay needy girl, I’ll give you what you want now. But don’t say I didn’t warn you…” 

He pushes your thighs up with one hand as he lines his perfect cock up with your sopping hole with the other. He squeezes himself in slowly. 

“Holy FUCK, my GOD Franky…!” You shout out as he sinks balls deep inside of you, having you in a mating press with one hand due to his large stature. 

“Oh pretty lady, we haven’t even started.” He begin to pull out and shove himself back into your cunt, slick coating his cock more and more with each thrust. You slammed your eyes shut in pleasure, his dick was hitting all the perfect spots inside of you almost like it was made perfectly to fit your body… oh wait… it was. 

All of a sudden you felt a new sensation along with his heft length splitting you open. Was he… vibrating? Your neck snapped up and your eyes shot open to meet his above you. 

“Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that. Had to add something for the ladies pleasure, right?”

“FRANKY!” Your body lurched forward and grabbed his biceps. You had never felt anything like this before. It’s like your body was lit up by electricity. The smooth drag of his vibrating cock against your g-spot was complete sensory overload. 

Franky chuckled. He continued railing into your tiny body, chasing his own pleasure, not worried that you’d reach yours. 

“Frank I’m going to-!” You yelped as your body tumbled over the edge in pleasure. It was the most intense orgasm you’ve ever experienced. Your spasming cunt pushed out your release all over your lovers abdomen and legs.

“Wow doll face, I never thought you’d be a squirter!” Franky laughed over you as he drilled his hips into yours further, not concerned about your recovery from your intense orgasm. Your body was limp in his hold now, not able to produce any sort of coherent phrase. 

“Franky wait, I feel like-Ah!“ 

You were cumming again. It was only a few moments after your last orgasm and your center was  squeezing and creaming on Franky’s thick robotic cock again. You had lost full control over your body, it was like nothing you’d ever experienced. You screamed. You had no idea what words you were trying to scream, but you screamed. 

“You like that, huh baby? How about one more for me? I think you can do it, right?” Tears streamed down your face as you laid on his workbench, boneless. Your cunt was throbbing in both pain and pleasure. You were being thrust into so forcefully that your body slid back and forth on the table, your breasts basically hitting you in the chin as they bounced so aggressively. 

“Mmmm.. Hmm. FUCK! Yes I can do it, I can take it!” You felt drunk on pleasure, barely able to keep your eyes focused. The sensations in your pussy were unlike anything you’d ever experienced. As your cyborg lover pounded into you at an impossible speed, you felt the familiar wave of pressure bubble up from your center, but this time far more intense than the others. 

“There it is baby, I can feel it, I knew you could do it for me sweet thing.” He coaxed you into tipping over the edge. Your back arched and you shrieked up at him. You vision went completely white for a moment as you felt your massive release splattering against Franky’s thighs and cock. Wet, sloppy noises filled the room as you felt your cunt start to tingle with numbness and overstimulation, 

“Can’t… it’s too much!”  You whine loudly at him as you make a feeble attempt to push at his abs, not entirely sure what you wanted yet. 

“That’s just fine doll face, I’ve got something else in mind anyway.” He flashes you a huge grin before grabbing you around your ribs and setting you down on your knees on the floor in front of him.

“Open wide, pretty lady!” He held your hair in a makeshift ponytail with one hand and stroked his massive cock in front of your face with the other. 

Obviously after 3 earth-shattering orgasms you were putty in his large hands. You stick your tongue out and look up at him. After seeing the makeup smeared on your face from spit and sweat and tears, there was no way he could hold back any longer. 

“Fuuuuuuuck…!” He groaned out as he painted your eager, wrecked face with simply so much cum. It dripped off your cheeks and your chin as you happily kept your mouth open for him. He finally finishes his release and taps his cock on your tongue, so you can taste the last bit. 

“Shit you look so super like this!” Franky beamed down at you covered in his thick cum. You grin back up at him, delirious from exhaustion, cum dribbling down your neck. “But I guess I can’t leave ya like that huh?” He grabbed a clean rag from a drawer in his workbench and started wiping his seed off your face, you were so exhausted your eyes fell closed and you held your head in his free hand. 

“Hold on hold on doll, I’m almost done then I’ll put ya to bed.” Franky finished cleaning your face and picked up up off your knees and set you down on his bed. He tucked you in and went to put back on the little clothing he had on in the first place. He moved towards the door of his room. 

“Well thanks for the break, little lady! I have a repair I need to finish up on the deck tonight, but you get some rest.” Franky says from over his shoulder on the way out to the rest of the ship. You close your eyes and relax your bruised and exhausted body into Franky’s mattress. 

"Hey, if you’re feeling up to it when I get back, we can have a round 2! You haven’t even seen half the super stuff I can do, I just went easy on you!” He shouted as he left the room with his toolbox and the door closed behind him. 

Your eyes snapped open.

“WHAT?!”

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a/n I again, am so sorry lol but Franky needs more love. Justice for Franky Fuckers.

[italianpersonwithashippersheart]

Hey bestie, dropping by with a mea culpa. When Peaceful Property started, you expressed concern that GMMTV was inching toward a model of using bl pairs in shows that would avoid being explicitly gay but still draw on shipping fandom to be successful. Coming off The Trainee, which was not a bl but did have expIicitly queer characters and romance subplots, I wasn't sure the intentions were quite that dark for PP, but having now finished it and seen the way some in the production have interacted with shipper fans, I have to call it: you were right to be concerned. At no point was this show ever a bl and none of its principal characters are canonically queer, but they successfully leveraged the TayNew ship to have fans interacting with it as if it was in fact a gay love story, that idea and fan commentary was explicitly encouraged by the creators, and the show has been quite successful despite never actually delivering on all the TayNew bait. I'm definitely concerned that we might have somehow swung back around to queerbaiting being seen as acceptable and good, as long as it features popular branded pairs. I don't have any bigger thoughts to offer about how this should be addressed, but just wanted to come back and say you were valid for naming that!

Thank you. I didn't want to be correct. And I am still hoping to wrong about what this says about where GMMTV is going.

But I am not gonna lie, seeing the posts about the finale did regnite the massive fury I had at this project when it was first called a bromance. So I am going to use your ask as an opportunity to vent.

FOR THE RECORD: I am not mad at you, or at the people and mutual on my dash that have enjoyed the show and are claiming as gay out of spite. My anger is at GMMTV and at GMMTV alone.

THEY DID THIS SHIT TWICE ALREADY!!! Back to fucking back.

I know High Schoool Frenemy is being watched by like 5 people on tumblr. But it's doing well outside of tumblr. They are using bl style fanservice with the 2 main boys of that show. I have seen the shippy content and compilations along with the other bl couples. Not to mention people like Jojo saying those characters are the his new favorite ship on twitter.

AND I AM SO PISSED!!!!

I am glad you brought up TayNew because there is no doubt in my mind that they used TayNew for Peaceful Property as a test. They knew there could be backlash. They knew the bl fandom could have rioted. But they also knew that if it that rage would have been directed at TayNew not at the director, not the company but TAYNEW.

And I think TayNew knew this. Because they spend weeks on social media doing preintive damage control, I have seen the posts of them (or at least New) saying it wasn't going to be romantic. I don't think the two of them forgot how they were left to eat the shit alone over the bullshit backlash during the TayGun kiss situation with GMMTV doing fuck all for them.

And what pisses me off is that BL audience didn't even give a backlash. They eat that shit up like it was fucking icecream.

The BL audience is literally doing their job for them. They are taking a show with some gay subtext and running with it.

They are showing up for the fanservice (again broder audience outside of tumblr), and gleefully closing their eyes and ears and saying well I Think It's Gay.

What do you think Mega Corporation GMMTV is going to take from the success and no backlash? If the answear is anything but: We can produce half of the BLs as usual and make the rest Bromances, you have more faith in corporations then I do.

Because Bromances can be watched by non BL audiences as well. The BL niche is a big one, but it is still a niche.

And now they won't even have to bother inserting arguable quality gay commentary or struggles or homophobia. Or any gay kissing, no more workshops. No more worries about how effective these potential straight boys are going to be at playing gay. All they have to do is making them do fanservice, and they are great at training people for that. Or better yet, actually use one or two ships that have kissed before and done actual BLs.

Will they stop doing BL at all, obviously not, you gotta give the BL audience something to remind them they can still show boys kissing, and we have the Ex Morning and Jojo that will never actually stop making BLs and some gay shit. But if in the next line up we will more bromances, and eventually we get half BL and half bromances I wouldn't be surprised.

Of course maybe I am just pessimistic and cynical. Maybe the proto bdsm in the heart killers is enough to persuade people that I am totally wrong. I guess we will see about that.

Thanks again for the ask and the oppurtunity to vent a little. Again I don't fault anyone for enjoying this, it was design to get the BL audience watching.

I will personally be keeping with my own resolution and never watch another gmmtv show live ever again, maybe binge the few that sound interesting and that's it.

At least I can find comfort in the idea that that other companies do not have the same level of BIG cast of boys and big budget to do the same thing and follow in the bromance trend.

[nocturnalrorobin]

Hey @fanaticsnail I told you there would be a birthday present. 😏 I'm just superslow so it took that long. But I hope enjoy my friend. 💛

Cw: hmmm tentacles so I guess Teratophilia. But nothing wild.

Summary: Heat is having a wet dream.

Minors DNI

Underwater Love

Heat leaned against Victoria's railing as she drew closer to the island, it was a sunny day and he silently reminded himself of all the things he needed to buy in town. That is until something or rather someone caught his eye. “OI! MASTER KID! THE HEART…” He was at a loss of words when he saw her, a beautiful young woman from the fishfolk fighting alongside the Heart Pirates. He watched her every move and was mesmerized. He stood up and crossed his arms, this almost foreign feeling of what felt like Butterflies inside his stomach made him all giddy.

Badum

Badum

BA-DUM.

His heart was beating so fast by now he was clawing on his arm, just holding onto something.

“Oi, Heat. You gonna finish what you were saying or what?” Kid came along not amused that he had to leave his workshop. “Heat? Hello, anyone home?” Kid was confused, he noticed that Killer and Wire were there as well so he walked over. “You guys know what’s wrong with him?” He quizzed them. Wire had a suspicion, but for now, he shook his head.

“No idea. Kid.” Killer walked over to the man and tapped him on the shoulder. “Hey, buddy are you…” He couldn’t finish the sentence, in an instance a distressed Heat turned to him and he would soon regret ever asking him.

He clawed into Killer's shoulders and took in a sharp breath. “KILLER, I NEED HER! I NEED HER! I - NEED - HER!!!!!” He was clearly desperate. The crew was used to Heat finding himself a lover, but this was different.

“O-Ok Heat, calm down.” Killer replied. Why is it always me? He thought to himself and pinched the place on his mask where his nose would be. He sighed to let his frustration out and then focused back on Heat. “Just talk to her man. I know you are shy, but ask her out and see what happens.” He gave him a pat on his shoulders before walking away.

As soon as the ship was docked, Heat prepared himself mentally. He walked down the gangplank and made his way to where the Heart pirates were finishing up. He walked up to her and she was even more gorgeous up close. Her navy blue hair and different pallets of blue on her diamond-shaped scales. If it was up to him, he would propose right then and there, but he didn’t want to scare her off. He didn’t even think about the fact that the both of them being from rival crews could be a problem. His heart beating ever louder and stronger the closer he got.

“Uh. Uhm. Hi. Ummm.” Heats fingers fidgeted nervously and a blush was rising to his cheeks as he stammered himself through the awkward encounter. He took a deep breath while she looked at him with a mixture of confusion and something else he couldn't figure out. Noone looked at him like that before and he was beginning to lose his nerve. “M-my name is Heat. Would you… I-I mean it's ok if you don't want to. Would you like to go out with me?” He made it. He said it. He looked at her expectantly, but was met with silence. His already sad eyes clouded and he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly to hide his hurt. “Ah. It's ok, don't worry about it.” And before anyone could clarify he was gone.

“Tobiuo? Why didn't you answer him? If you would have signed something he would have understood.” Penguin asked. Tobiuo turned around with a sad expression on her face. Penguin took her in for a hug.

Wire watched all that play out and while they were a good distance away he did hear the word sign and put two and two together.

Heat was walking through the city, his mood was effectively ruined, even though he tried to mentally prepare himself for that outcome, he was hurting every time it happened. He finished his errands as quickly as possible and then locked himself away in his cabin. As he turned on some music the song “Loreley” started playing and as he sang along to it he sat on his bed and drew Tobiuo without thinking about it. When the song was over he realized and laid down with a heavy sigh.

“Where am I?” Heat was confused, it felt like he was floating but it was… Wet? He saw red tentacles swirling around, that were covered in small blue bioluminescence suckers. Were they his own? What happened to his feet? He touched one of the tentacles in disbelief and the foreign sensation was sending shivers down his spine. “What the fuck is going on?” Heat was still so busy with his new lower body that he failed to notice the beauty swimming close to him.

“Hey you!” She giggled, reaching out her hands towards him. She was wearing a black seashell bikini, and looked absolutely stunning.

Heat's eyes widened when he saw her and an obvious blush immediately spread across his face down to his neck. “I-It’s you!” A smile spreading on his melancholic face. He took her hands and held her close. She looked him deep in the eyes and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. He was taken aback when he could feel her long tongue deep inside his mouth. It was almost as if she was trying to devour him in the best way.

He moaned into the kiss and she ran her hands down his upper body. It was like they were dancing, no it was more intimate than that, his tentacles were entangled all over her body in all the intimate places. She took one of the tentacles that was extra sensitive and kept stroking it. Heat was going insane, this was so new and different, but so good. Whatever it was, he didn't want it to stop.

Knock, knock

His heart was about to implode it seemed. “Please. Please don't stop.” He whined, resting his head in the crooked of her neck. She smiled and pulled his hair so he made eye contact with her.

“You are such a good boy. Cum!” She said and he came undone by her words.

BAM!

Heat woke up as he kissed the floor in his cabin. “Ow. Damn.” He didn't have much time to collect his thoughts as it knocked on the door.

“She's mute dumbass!” Wire flicked Heat's forehead. “You can't always just run away.” He sighed annoyed. “I set up a date for you tomorrow, make it count. She will meet you at three in the afternoon. And her name is Tobiuo by the way. I also explained to her that you know sign language because of me”. Heat was speechless, Wire always looked out for him, it's no surprise that the two of them found comfort in each other's arms more than once.

“Thanks.” He smiled from ear to ear, but seeing him happy was all the thanks Wire needed.

“Oh by the way, maybe change pants?!” He pointed at a wet stain in his crotch before leaving with a grin on his face.

Heat was so nervous. Was his breath ok? Would she mind the scars? What if he would mess it up?

He took the flower bouquet that he bought in the morning. Blue roses, a mix of her navy blue and his teal hair. He smiled as he saw her and signed. “It's nice to meet you, these are for you.”

A/N: Heats octopus form was inspired by the beautiful art by @baxwitzka !!!

And I know octopus have arms not tentacles, but let me have this. ☺️

[lsunstreakerl]

Carlos, Max and Daniel's relationship is exclusive, right? But like, do they know that whoever stays at Toro Rosso will get in?

What's the name of their ship? Carmaxiel? Versincciardo? DMC?

when can we expect darkbull on ao3?

Where will we see more about Max's kidnapping, here or on ao3?

Why is Max being with Charles a worse future for Max in Darkbull?

How does Charles treat Max? (I suspect this is a spoiler, but just give us a hint plssssssss 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺)

yes, their relationship is exclusive, but there's the unspoken understanding that the 4th driver will also be a part of it. (at least, an understanding between RB, carlos, and daniel. max is like "wow that'd be crazy and I'd be so lucky if a third person wanted in on this" but that's just max. he doesn't realize that's exactly why the screening and hiring process has been so difficult.)

I hadn't really thought about a ship name, honestly. I'll let you guys workshop it :)

I'm trying to figure out what angle I want to tackle Darkbull on AO3 from. the ficlets I post here are too short to be real chapters, so I honestly might start the AO3 fic from the beginning and run it chronologically, and you guys here on the blog will get updated snippets as I think of them, or little future ficlets that I want to write but aren't ready for the fic.

you'll see the more fleshed out kidnapping on AO3 (as well as other things, because I don't want my blog banned), but you'll still get little snapshots here, like the max pov I posted earlier.

I sort of mentioned this under the earlier ask from Decidedly33, but as far as who's "better" for max- all the options are bad, but physically, max is much safer with rb than he is with charles. psychologically he's kind of screwed either way. everyone in this verse is unhinged but charles has a few screws less than everyone else.

you sent this before I posted the kidnapping ficlet, so that's your hint for how charles treats max lol

[badgalsasuke]

The beauty, the beast and the prince

Quiet as it's kept and despite their rampant homophobia, Sasusaku shippers have a lot in common with a particular brand of fujoshis. The type of fujoshis that like to read bl manhwas that have been trending over the past few years like Jinx, Painter of The Night, Low Tide in the Twilight and Pearl Boy, to name a few.

And I say they're similar because of the way they engage with the text, the type of characters and tropes they expect and the outcome/finale of the series they feel entitled to.

If you've been in the Naruto fandom for a long time then you've probably have realized that SS shippers don't hate/resent Sasuke because he mistreated Sakura, their feelings are a bit more complicated than that. I must clarify I'm talking exclusively of SS shippers, not Sakura stans who may hate Sasuke simply because of the way he treats Sakura and decide to ship her with someone else.

First, SS shippers interpret Sasuke and Sakura's story together to be a dark romance and this is the appeal of the ship because whether the ship is mlm or f/m women love a dark romance, they love a bad boy/good girl type of ship and they love a ship that has its highs and lows as they see the "development" of it. If you're on tiktok, specifically BookTok you already know this.

So, it's not the mistreatment of Sakura at the hands of Sasuke what bothers SS shippers. It's the fact that Sasuke never rewards Sakura for putting up with his behaviour. Let me explain, when you're reading a dark romance the male whether he's straight or a gay top will put the woman or the gay bottom through humilliating or straight up abusive circumstances and behaviours which can be insults, physical assault like slaps or yanking them and dragging them around, and even torture or rape. The woman/bottom will endure all of this because they're pure of heart, they claim to know who the male character really is, they believe love conquers all, etc., etc.

And it is through their unconditional love that they manage to warm the cold heart of their loved one.

Take for example, Painter of the Night. The top Seungho is a rich Korean aristocrat who uses his position of power to put the bottom, Nakyum who is a painter through abuse during the entire series. Seungho rapes Nakyum several times, he physically assaults him i.e. slapping him, he coerces him into doing things Nakyum doesn't feel comfortable like having sex in a tailor's workshop and because Seungho is Nakyum's patron, Nakyum is completely dependant on Seungho for everything which stops Nakyum from escaping when he has the chance. Nakyum is at Seungho's mercy. All of this is ignored by the fans because Seungho slowly but certainly has a change of heart, he's a man who was traumatized as a child, which apparently justifies everything he does, and it is because of Nakyum's gentle and tender love that Seungho realizes he, himself, can love again. So in the end, after everything they go through, Seungho falls deeply in love with Nakyum and they both live happily ever after.

Other example is Low Tide in The Twilight, where the bottom Euihyun has a huge debt he cannot pay so the top Taeju basically uses this to force Euihyun to live in one his properties and constantly rapes him. In the end, after so much shit happens, Taeju falls in love with Euihyun and they also live happily ever after.

So, going back to Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura don't have their happily ever after after all the insults, humilliation and even psychological torture Sasuke subjects Sakura to. Sakura is not rewarded for putting up with this once they become adults and get married. Instead we get a Sasuke that broke his promise about coming back so they could travel together "next time", that's a total deadbeat, that continues to reject her advances, that doesn't worry about her when she's in danger and has no issues in abandoning her and their child for 12 years. And this is what pisses off SS shippers.

SS shippers expected Sakura and Sasuke to have an ending similar to the one of Nakyum and Seungho and I'm sure they thought they were gonna get it after Sasuke apologizes to Sakura.

Dark romances are all about the beauty and the beast archetypes. The beauty is punished by the beast until the beast finds her worthy enough to get the prince. The prince will give her a castle, a family, his total unconditional devotion and a happily ever after. Sasuke doesn't do this for Sakura, he never transforms into the prince, so SS shippers feel wronged. They've been rooting for them for so long expecting Sakura to get what they believe she deserves. To see Sasuke remain the beast is a slap in the face for Sakura and SS shippers. This is why they also love Sasuke Shinden and Retsuden, Sasuke is filled with guilt for what he did to Sakura when they were young which is usually expected in this type of romance stories.

But canon Sasuke written by Kishimoto doesn't care at all about any of that. I'm not surprised why so many SS shippers fantisize about Sakura beating the shit out of Sasuke, how dare he not acknowledge her for what she's been through for him!

[bomberqueen17]

how it's going

I am delighted so far by the responses to the post about signing up to beta/cheer-read the solarpunk tallship bisexuals novel I've decided to really give a go this year-- if you missed it, this is the post-- I have gone through and added everyone who signed up so far and it's a lovely mix of names I know and names I don't, not so many people it'd be hard to keep track and not so few that I'm worried about burning somebody out or totally winding up relying on one poor reader to keep my sanity going. I am also always pumped to get a lurker to de-lurk and say hi, not that there's anything wrong with lurking, I've got a few spaces where I lurk because that's what I need from that space. But it's always nice to be able to like, relate to somebody, y'know?

Not that you can really talk a lot in a google doc. I admit a lot of what's kept me going on Witcher has been having various little Discord threads where I can paste in whatever line I'm smug about, or that I'm stuck on for workshopping, and having a conversation about it, and not having that (I have a thread going in a Witcher discord but since it's off-topic it's kind of... well, low-traffic). I don't know if it's feasible to make a new Discord so I probably won't. But.

Anyway I will at some point turn that form off, but it seems to have worked pretty well so far as a method for adding people specifically to the doc, and I will leave it open and keep checking it for a little longer if any of y'all reading this were on the fence about signing up. I just can't rattle around alone in that doc and still keep my momentum. I'm only up to chapter three or so and the main plot hasn't even started but there's thusfar been at least one really confusing action sequence and I've realized that I've got a serious case of zero visual information being conveyed, so that's been helpful. Even with only a couple of readers-- ha, even the last couple of hours before I started adding people to the doc it had already done a lot of its job because I started proofreading with an audience in mind, which in my case tends to improve readability, which is what I want.

Listen, there's a noble purpose in telling stories for their own sake to yourself, but the idea of telling a story so that others can understand it is important to and I value it highly. So. That's what this is about.

So I've got a few people poking around in there with me and I feel much better about life and have some hopes I might make it over the hump into a real plot now, LOL.

But I think I'm gonna snippet post, which I haven't much with this work yet! (Have I? I forget. I started it in the fugue state of pre-holiday fuckery last year so who knows.)

bah i can't find a good snippet. well, here's a recently-composed one anyway.

As they approached the ship, Tom said, “You’ll tell the others, yeah? Simmons didn’t know. It ain’t his fault.” “I don’t know as it’ll help,” Keller said. “They’re mighty displeased about how you been treated. It reflects on them, y’know?” “It’s not so bad,” Tom said. “I’d rather be here than escorting the Barka convoy back to Subia in Jeanette all by my lonesome knowing damn well Righteous is waiting there for me with a bone in her teeth. No thank you, I’d rather not be set up on a suicide run like that. And you know if I got killed in a fourteen-gun sloop facing down a bloody-minded forty-gun privateer they’d tut-tut and say a proper Subian gentleman could’ve won.” “Oh sir,” Keller said. “You know they’d say that,” Tom said. “You know they would. No thank you, I will take my lumps and stick with Haines and I’ll thank you not to force me to defend poor Simmons the entire time. It weren’t none of his doing, Henry Keller, but that don’t mean I want to have to argue with the rest of you lot about him every blessed day of this commission.” “He’s also an ignorant sod,” Keller pointed out. “It don’t signify,” Tom said. “You know me and Yardley won’t let no harm come to the ship.” “Oh, Yardley,” Keller said. “I forgot he’s aboard. He’s been scarce.” Tom rolled his eyes. “He’s taking it well, too,” he said. He rummaged through the few parcels he’d brought back, and pulled out a bag and handed it over to Keller. “Share that out with your mess-mates,” he said. “And tell them-- it ain’t his fault, at all.” Keller took the bag with pleasure-- it was candy, Tom knew they’d have liked liquor better but he didn’t dare risk them being found with it and punished, with Simmons and not him in charge, so candy was safer. Keller looked back up at Tom, weatherbeaten face crinkled with a grin, and said, with a wry, grudging concession, “I’ll tell them.”

[lightsoutletsgo]

mimi congrats on 500, i’m so happy for you! 🤍🧸✨🫶🏼 i never send anything for these kinds of things but i need to do it now because i trust you 👀 so okay. . . can i request 2 ships please? and ofc i wouldn’t mind a little nsfw. i’m an aspiring actress, my favorite food is pasta and always will be. i’m a little introverted and shy but once i’m comfortable around people i’m able to get out of my bubble. i’m a perfectionist and don’t like not having control over my life. i have a hard time expressing my feelings :( and may come across as a cold person but i am extremely sentimental, i just wanna be held and loved. i like going out as much as i like staying in watching a movie or doing anything, really.

congrats again baby, love youuuu. <333

ahhh gwen! I'm so honoured that you trust me to write this request hehe I hope you enjoy it - this was literally so fun 🤭 happy reading! love mimi 🤍

MAX VERSTAPPEN ᝰ.ᐟ₊ ⊹ (everyone pretends to be shocked) - calls you schatje or lekker ding (when he's being silly) - loves loves LOVES feeling your hand in his!! it keeps him grounded - his love language is physical touch - he loves surprising you with flowers and buying you flowers. doesn't even need to be for anything, he just loves showing you how he feels through the language of flowers (omg fic idea?)

max relates hard to feeling like a perfectionist and while he also wants you to be the best version of yourself, he doesn't allow you to be hard on yourself. if he sees you getting too into your head, he's quick to hold your face and make you look at him. he'll remind you that he loves you and that he's proud of you. the way he looks at you makes you feel like you could make a million mistakes in the next few minutes and you'd still be okay - because you have him by your side. both you and max are often called the ice couple. no one means anything by it! they just think it's kind of funny how you're so short with others (especially if you're upset or stressed) but then you look at each other and it's like you do a 180. max won't ever admit this but it actually turns him into such a melt knowing that he's the only one who can turn you that mushy.

max loves taking you with him on race weekends and he will never not get butterflies seeing you there waiting for him in the garage with his name and number on your shirt, but nothing makes him get butterflies more than you sleepily curled up on his chest at home. he's a sucker for at-home dinner date nights and he loves cooking with you in the kitchen, it's fine if it gets super messed up because then he's telling you to get dressed and he's taking you out for dinner at one of the nicest restaurants in monaco where you know there's no way that he would have gotten in if he wasn't the max verstappen.

he loves that you have your dream of being an actress and he does as much as he can to support you in that, even if he's on the other side of the world. helping you look for workshops and audition opportunities, introducing you to your favourite actresses and inspirations when they're at the f1, helping you learn and run lines. you support him so much in his dream and career, showing up to as many of his races as possible that he can't wait for the day he gets to return the favour and stand on the red carpet as your trophy husband for the night! he's actually really excited by the thought!

max is absolutely addicted to the noises you make for him and only him as he loves to remind you. nothing satisfies him more than seeing your eyes roll back as he murmurs to you, his voice low, "who's making you this messy schat hmm?". he relishes in the way you squeeze around him when he's pushing in for the first time and you love the way he grips your hips as he does his best to control himself, the ache of his fingers digging into your hips a delicious reminder over the next few hours of just who you belong to. max is possessive, highly possessive. there is no way you're not leaving his bed, couch, apartment, car, driver's room, without him leaving a pretty mark in at least one or two places. he never does it where it can be captured by the cameras, instead choosing spots that only the two of you know about or spots that he can gently press when you're in public, the brief sting sending tingles down your spine.

"schatje?" max's voice prompts you to open your eyes from where you'd been dozing on the couch with the cats, "what do you want for dinner tonight?" you crane your neck to look at him as you gently scratch under sassy's chin, giggling at the way you feel her starting to purr against your tummy, "hmmm..." you look at him and bite your lip with a smile, max chuckles and nods, "pasta it is then!" you let out a cheer as max crosses the room and gently lifts your head to create a space to sit. as soon as he's sitting, he's placing your head back in his lap, one hand automatically soothing over your hair, his other hand snaking down to link his fingers with yours. you hum happily and he gazes down at you with so much love and adoration you swear you could cry. he leans down to press a soft kiss your forehead. you're not even aware of your eyes closing and drifting off to sleep but when you next open your eyes, you're cuddled into max, the cats nowhere to be found. it's dark outside and the lamp in the corner is switched on, casting a dim golden glow over the room. "how long was I out?" max stretches before pulling you closer to him, burying his nose into your neck and inhaling your cosy sleepy smell. "a couple of hours..." you sigh contentedly, hands sneaking under his hoodie to gently scratch at his lower back soothingly and he shudders next to you, "fuck... I missed you this weekend schatje." "I missed you to..." "I really don't wanna get up to make dinner," you giggle, "me either..." he sighs as if he's making a life altering decision, "then I guess we're just gonna have to order from your favourite italian restaurant." you give a little excited squeak as he rolls on top of you, softly grabbing one of your calves to wrap your leg around his waist, leaning down to press a kiss to your neck before he whispers in your ear, his voice gravelly, "think I could make you cum before dinner arrives?"

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LANDO NORRIS ᝰ.ᐟ₊ ⊹ - calls you baby or sugar (when he's being annoying) - is addicted to your lips! like he loves kissing them but sometimes he gets so distracted just staring at you talk - his love language is acts of service - lando really isn't a good cook but he'll learn to make your favourite pasta dish just for you! lando is known for being that happy smiley, golden retriever around everyone whether he knows them or not. but you're not and he understands that! whenever you're in a new environment or meeting new people, he's gently linking his fingers with yours and squeezing once, twice, three times just to remind you that he's there if you need him. he'll happily stand slightly in front of you if it makes you feel better but as soon as you've warmed up and you're in your zone he's stepping back with a proud smile (and totally zoning out because your lips look so good when you smile and laugh)

lando is not a chef in any way, but he is determined to learn how to make your favourite dishes just because the way your eyes widen and you smile at him when he presents dinner to you is worth any amount of time or fails or tiny burns he gets in the process! he loves being able to surprise you after a long hard day or at any point! sure the presentation might be lacking and sometimes you have to add a little extra salt when he's not looking, but he does it with so much love and care. even taking the time to set the table up with a candle and some flowers. he'll pull your chair out for you to sit down and serves you as if you were dining at a michelin star restaurant (the only difference is that you pay him in kisses not cash!) he loves when you sit on stream with him and he loves watching you interact with the fans, asking them questions and passing on their questions to him. fans have made many compilation videos of the two of you and the titles and contents never fail to make you giggle watching them when lando's away and you miss him. "lando and his doberman gf" "golden retriver bf x black cat gf" "lando and his gf being the sun and moon for 10 minutes" lando loves how your lips look when they're smiling and laughing but he also loves how they look wrapped around his fingers as he slowly rolls his hips into you while you whine and moan underneath him. he loves the way they look around his cock and sometimes all you have to do is bite or lick your lips before he's clenching his jaw and closing his eyes, desperately trying to stop himself dragging you off to a quiet corner or his room - he usually fails! lando loves sloppy kisses while he fucks you nice and slow and deep, smirking into the kiss as you let out the most lewd whines and whimpers, drooling and cock drunk. he sometimes gets so turned on that he's begging you to sink to your knees under his desk. he's stopped a stream early before now, just because he couldn't wait any longer!

"hey sugar," you roll your eyes with a smile as lando slides onto the bed next to you, "come here often?" "you're ridiculous," you laugh and shove his arm. he wraps his arms around your waist and rolls onto his back, dragging you with him, "lando!" he cuddles into you, firmly tucking you into his side so you can't escape, "I was looking at an audition!" he sighs, "look later..." you wriggle slightly but he's unrelenting, "you're so needy!" you coo at him and you can practically feel his cheeks heat up, "yeah well... been missing you today..." he mumbles and one of your hands comes up to play with his curls absentmindedly, "ohhh yes please," you snort, "your fans are right, you're literally like a puppy..." he pulls away to look at you, "I'd be a good puppy for you," he says with a wink as you scoff and flick his forehead, "don't be such a whore, babe," "can't help it..." he shrugs, "just gotta look at your pretty lips," his face gets closer to yours and you can feel his breath on your lips, "just one look and I need to feel them."

he's murmuring against your lips at this point and your thighs squeeze together with no warning, he fucking giggles and presses a line of soft kisses along your jaw, teasing you. but you're not in the mood, "lando?" your voice is hushed as you look up at his pretty eyes, watching the way the lust and love he has for you swirl in them, "yes baby?" "kiss me." you don't need to ask him twice, he'll gladly kiss you anytime.

[metashard]

I got a red string pepe silvia to throw at you, brace

So there was this guy (twirls hair) named Canopus/Kanobus/Κάνωβος. Master helmsman of King Menelaeus during the Trojan War, died to getting bitten by a snake in Egypt, or so the story goes.

Canopus died so magnificently to that snake that he got a city in Egypt named after him, Canopus (nowadays Abu Qir).

Fast forward a few millennia. Some Egyptologists moseying around Canopus the city find a particular regional representation of Osiris, that of the god's head atop the mouth of a vase. This representation does not appear to have been intended to hold viscera.

But you may have heard of vases that were intended to hold viscera, commonly referred to as canopic jars. Why? Because those guys moseying around Canopus thought they were the same thing. Look, early archaeology was kind of rough.

Fast forward again until Games Workshop exists. They got a bunch of not-Tomb Kings brewing that they need to make copywritable names for. Imhotep? Nah, Imotekh. Serekh? Nah, Szarekh. How about "canopic," one of those few words everyone remembers from grade school history? Sure, but add a "-tekh" to the end. Brilliant. Canoptek constructs.

The final step is Nate Crowley. I can tell he did some decent digging for the Twice-Dead King books, but I'd be really surprised if this one was intentional, and if it was, I'm flying to England to buy him a beer.

In The Twice-Dead King: Reign, we meet the Scythe-class harvester ship Failed Harvest, a derelict floater crewed entirely by canoptek constructs merged into a gestalt consciousness. It's the ship Lysikor... you know what, spoilers. Go read it. All you need to know is that this ship full of canopteks is sapient, starfaring, and active on its own accord.

My point being...