#Sub asta

[rene-darling]

[imagine]

Your little darling insisting he can be on top of you! It's true! He doesn't need your help getting himself off! He can do it by himself, so you lay down letting him sit his naked self on top of you, giving him a fake sense of control, he's on top of you right, that means he has control!...oh how wrong he was. Your hands rested on his hips moving them back and forward with an unrelenting pace, rutting him against you, he's too tired after coming all over you again and again! He falls on top of you but you don't relent. You continue to move his hips forward and backward again and again until he's moaning, sobbing, screaming as well cursing into your ear whining about how his dick hurts from cuming too much yet he still bucks his hips as you rut him against you.

Scaramouche, xiao, itto, kazuha, Lucas (wmmap), ranpo, blade, ichigo, Gepard, Armin, yuno, Asta, nacht

[skelecored]

apparently E6 asta is goated so ig im building her next

[kyokutsu-sama]

Headcanons

A/n: So, I'm going o invest more content on my favorite captains of bc because they're hot , badass and deserve all world's attention. Here's some sfw/nsfw headcanons for them✨️

Tw: Nsfw content

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Yami :

Sfw

He's super protective of you and that's something he doesn't hide. If any man messes with you (even if you are strong), that guy is officially dead.

You are the only person he allows to pick up his sword and use it on a battle. He trusts you so take good care of his katana because this man is broke and can't afford a new one.

He also likes to go out with you and take you out drinking or playing cards. If you win a bet against him, be prepared because he won't give up until he wins... or until he falls asleep from drinking. He's a terrible gambler but he refuses to accept that.

You usually train together and he likes to see you push your limits. He also likes it when you go on a mission with him so he can see this. He's proud of you and your power.

If he's having another one of his daily battles in the bathroom, you'll be the only one who can come in and give him the toilet paper he's missing because Asta forgot to change it.

(Asta run for your life)

Nsfw

I don't need to tell you that this man is rough and will surpass his limits in the sheets. Good luck to you and goodbye legs.

He loves being between your legs, devouring you and tasting everything you have to give him, probably even getting "drunk" on your juices.

He likes to see you squirm beneath him, the marks he left on you covering your skin (Yes, he really leaves a lot of marks on you), your eyes rolling and your voice calling him so well. Poor bed and poor other members who will listen to you all night

His hands will be all over your body, a lot of physical contact during the act. He loves it when you run your hands over his body too. You can even scratch his skin and bite, he doesn't feel pain. Only pleasure.

There's a lot of dirty talk.

And don't try to tease him, you don't know the risk you're running. Listen, he has no problem with that thing called public places. He puts you against a wall and does whatever he wants.

Regarding the fact that you can't walk properly, don't worry, he carries you everywhere in his strong arms.

He's just my type fr🤭

William :

Sfw

Super cute and kind to you. He is super careful with you, always giving you those sweet smiles that makes your heart melt.

He always likes to check on you to make sure there's nothing wrong or if you're 100% fine.

He's shy and whenever you hold his hand in public or kiss his cheek, his face will heat up from blushing. You just laugh at his cuteness.

He really likes hugs after a long day of work, he feels like you calm his heart and give him good energy.

He's fallen for you since the day you traced his scar with your fingers softly and told him how beautiful he still was. No one had ever done this and he was moved by this affection.

You were proud of him for who he was and not for his appearance and that made him shed little tears.

Nsfw

Do not proceed without your full consent. He wants you to feel good and comfortable.

The touch is soft and delicate, lots of tender kisses on your skin. He doesn't like to leave many marks like Yami, HOWEVER... if you leave some on him, it will cause "things" in him. (It turns him on but he's ashamed to admit it)

I see him being a sub and will let you take over things a lot of the time because he just loves it when you do.

Touch his body, kiss him, take him deep and slow as he likes. This man will have to fight with himself not to come when you ride him and look into his eyes. He goes crazy.

Very gentle with you after the act, always cleaning you and offering you everything you need.

(William, the door to my house is open... you know?🥹👉👈)

Fuegoleon :

Sfw

He is very serious in his role and always wants to have you by his side.

He loves your presence even though he is working hard, and if you help him he will thank you.

He might be a bit like William in the sense that he may be a little shy when you hold his hand or kiss him in public, although he doesn't blush like him.

He always tries to keep you protected and advises you not to talk to Mereoleona too much, he's afraid she'll make fun of him in front of you or drag you to the volcano where she trains.

This woman is dangerous, but having her as a sister-in-law is a gift tbh. She'll beat the shit out of everyone if anyone touches her brother's beautiful girlfriend.

Leo will probably love you because you love and care for his older brother. You two will be great friends.

He likes it when you run your hands gently through his hair when he is resting. This is comfortable and relaxing.

Nsfw

He's the middle ground between going fast when he's feeling excited (after you teased him all day) and going slow and sensual when he comes into the bedroom tired and just wants you to put your arms around him.

He dominates, he likes to be on top, seeing you beneath him arching when his fingers caress you or when he grabs your thighs and thrust you. He lives to see you squirming on the mattress.

He likes to praise you, whispering in your ear how beautiful you are, which gives you goosebumps.

Please run your hands down his back, he loves it and it makes him go deeper.

He hugs and kisses you a lot after he finishes. He is much more relaxed between four walls than in a public place where he hesitates a little with the PDA.

Nozel :

Sfw

Dear, be patient with him. He may be cold to the core but his eyes... they never lie. His look at you is something that many royal ladies who notice him would like to get from him.

He doesn't make long vows of love but look, he's the best with actions and no one will come close to you because he defends you a lot.

Although he and Yami don't get along, they are both overprotective lovers.

Even if you're not from a royal family or something, he won't let anyone discriminate against you for that. That person will disappear without a trace and it's all the work of Nozel fucking Silva.

Serious, but until you give him that little smile that makes him look away in embarrassment. You can see the tips of his ears turning red and you tease him for that.

He ends up smiling for a second and you feel like the luckiest person in the world to witness this event.

Nsfw

Don't underestimate this man, he is a dom and will always show you who is in control. Although I think he has a certain look that he would like you to take control.

Don't fight back, obey. He doesn't accept a no and if you're a brat to him, he'll punish you for it.

If he's having a bad day, he'll probably come to the bedroom to have you in his sheets and relieve himself. Goodbye legs once again...

He will also mark you, he is the only one who can have you and the marks made for him only turns him on.

Not only in the bedroom does he like to see you squirming and calling for him, but also on the office table while he takes a break from work. I don't see him being shy if someone came in but he would probably threaten anyone if they even thought about telling what they saw.

He makes sure you're okay afterwards and will put you in his arms, kissing the top of your head.

[silver-the-pendejo]

Silver, la Mia paisa' que te parecería hacer un hurt/fluff? Sub dark content ? Si no es mucho problema, Hyrule simplemente eligiendo violencia porque el (Isekai)child reader que es prácticamente un bebé para el grupo le confesó que en una villa le pegaban y asta perseguían fuera de allí? Tipo Hyrule que conoce que es ser perseguido sin descanso por algo que no puede controlar y vivir siendo atacado en su mundo, descubre que el bebé que el grupo (o quizás twilight descubrió solo y con hambre en la naturaleza es porque gente lo veía como gerudo? Quizás el color de piel, podría ser femenino reader aunque si es masculino sería más impactante (quizás la villa pensaba que se estaban quitando de encima a un futuro ganon?) solo Hyrule dejando que su pensamiento intrusivo y rabia salir? Si quieres.

(totally knew what to do for this ask dia trust) -Drops it and dissapears-

The Kid and the Fae

The Chain (Hyrule kinda centric?) x Kid!Reader EXTRCITLY PLATONIC Angst and Fluff (I thinker Warning: Platonic yanderism, mentios of sacrifices, maybe a cult? Reader is male Words:2597

You were born cursed.

At least, that’s what the kids said.

It didn’t matter that you were like them. It didn’t matter that you had done nothing wrong. It didn’t even matter that you didn’t know who your parents were or why you had been left behind.

All that mattered was that you had red hair.

"A Gerudo boy." "Another demon." "Another Ganondorf waiting to happen."

They whispered it when they thought you couldn't hear. Said it with forced smiles, soft voices, gentle hands.

But you weren’t Gerudo or Ganondorf—whoever he was.

And their kindness had never been real.

They never let you starve.

You were always given food, warm clothes, a place to sleep.

The other children had chores, responsibilities, expectations. But you? You were kept safe. Kept close.

You were special.

At least, that’s what they told you.

"You're a gift.""A child of fate.""You were meant for something greater than this village."

They made you feel wanted.

Loved, even.

So when they led you into the temple beneath the village, you didn’t question it.

You didn’t hesitate.

Even when the torches flickered. Even when the air grew cold. Even when you saw the altar, carved from stone, stained dark in the cracks.

"Lie down, child."

And you listened.

Because why wouldn’t you?

They had raised you. Fed you. Sheltered you.

They had always said you were special.

That you were meant for something greater.

So when the knife was raised above your chest, you still didn’t understand.

Even as the light glinted off the blade.

Even as they whispered their prayers.

Even as the first drop of blood hit the altar.

Even when the pain started.

You didn’t understand.

Not until you saw the look on their faces.

Not until you realized—

They weren’t weeping.

They were smiling.

That was the moment you knew.

That was the moment your body moved on instinct.

You kicked. You twisted. You fought.

Someone grabbed your arm. You bit down hard.

Another pulled at your hair. You clawed their face.

You were small. Weak.

But you were fast.

And fear made you faster.

The knife slashed through the air as you rolled away, slicing deep across your ribs.

You screamed, but you didn’t stop.

You hit the ground and ran.

Feet slipping, breath burning, body aching.

You ran without looking back.

You didn’t know where you were going.

You just knew you had to go somewhere else.

The night was cold.

The ground was rough beneath your bare feet, cutting and tearing at your skin.

The wind carried voices. Shouting. Searching.

So you ran deeper into the wilds.

Further and further until your legs collapsed beneath you.

Until you couldn’t breathe.

Until everything went dark.

You woke up to warmth.

To the sound of crackling fire and the scent of something sweet in the air.

You weren’t alone.

A group of travelers sat nearby, voices low as they spoke amongst themselves.

They looked strong. Capable. Safe.

But you had been fooled by kindness before.

One of them noticed you were awake.

"Easy there," a voice said, softer than you expected. "You’ve been through something, haven’t you?"

You tensed.

You couldn’t tell them.

You wouldn’t.

They didn’t press you for answers. Not yet.

Instead, they passed you a waterskin, let you drink, let you breathe.

The fire was warm, the food rich and filling.

Your body ached, but you weren’t alone.

For now, that was enough.

For now, you were safe.

Time passed

You had stopped counting the days.

Maybe because it didn’t matter anymore.

Maybe because, for the first time in your life, you weren’t waiting for something bad to happen.

The Chain—your family—had made sure of that.

At first, you had been wary. Watching them, listening to them, always waiting for the moment their kindness would turn into something else. But it never did.

They never whispered behind your back. Never looked at you like you were something dangerous, something wrong.

They never asked for more than you could give.

They simply let you be.

"You planning on staring into the fire all night, kid?"

A hand ruffled your hair before you could pull away, and you turned to glare up at the offender.

"Stop that," you grumbled, swatting Warrior’s hand away.

He just laughed. "Not happening."

You huffed, but there was no real anger behind it.

Across the fire, Wild was cooking, humming softly as the smell of fresh stew filled the air. Faour sat beside you, sharpening his weapon, while the rest set up camp,  bickering between each other.

You still didn’t talk about what had happened.

You didn’t need to.

They never pushed, never forced you to explain how they found you, the way you always looked suspicious when they talked about you. Never pushed when you woke up in the middle of the night screaming, another nightmare getting the best of you

Instead, they made sure you ate. That you rested. That you knew—without words, without promises—that you weren’t alone.

"You’re falling asleep on your feet," Time muttered, wrapping a blanket around your shoulders before nudging you toward your bedroll.

"I’m not tired," you lied, barely stifling a yawn.

"Sure, sure," He said, amused. "Get some sleep, kid."

You wanted to argue, but warmth settled over you, heavy and comforting.

So you gave in.

You should’ve been asleep.

But you weren’t.

You were awake—again—heart hammering, breath shallow, body aching with phantom pain of a knife.

Your ribs still burned where the knife had nearly carved you open. You could feel it—cold steel biting into your skin, the heat of your own blood spilling down your side. The flicker of torchlight, the scent of incense and damp stone, the way their voices had risen together in that final whispered prayer—

You gasped, curling in on yourself as you pressed a hand over the old wound. Your shirt was damp with sweat, but your fingers found only smooth, scarred skin.

Not fresh. Not new.

But it still hurt.

It always hurt.

"Hey."

A hand on your shoulder. Gentle, warm. Real.

You flinched before you could stop yourself, instincts screaming at you to run—fight—get away.

The hand didn’t move. Didn’t tighten. Just stayed there, an anchor in the storm raging behind your eyes.

"You're alright," a voice murmured. Low. Steady. Wild.

You swallowed hard, forcing yourself to breathe.

The rest of the group was waking up—blinking sleep from their eyes, shifting in their bedrolls, murmuring amongst themselves.

Wind sat up with a yawn, rubbing at his eyes. Time glanced over from where he had been keeping watch, gaze sharp despite the exhaustion in his posture. Warriors and Legend were stretching, Twilight was already moving closer, and Hyrule—Hyrule was watching you.

Patient. Waiting. Concerned.

You hated this.

Hated waking them up. Hated the way their eyes softened when they looked at you. Like you were fragile.

Like you weren’t trying so damn hard to be okay.

"You had a nightmare," Hyrule said. Not a question—just a fact.

You swallowed, the words thick in your throat. Lying wouldn’t help. Not with them.

So you nodded.

Silence settled over the camp. The fire crackled, casting shifting shadows against the trees.

Warriors sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. "Bad one?"

A dry chuckle escaped you. "Aren’t they always?"

Legend snorted. "Fair enough."

"You wanna talk about it?" Twilight asked, his voice careful, measured, like he was trying not to scare you.

You hesitated. The words sat heavy on your tongue, unwilling to come out.

But then you saw the way Wind frowned. The way Wild had gone still. The way all of them were watching you—not with pity, but with something else. Something steady. Something real.

They weren’t asking for the sake of asking.

They were asking because they cared.

Because they were your family.

You took a shaky breath. And then, before you could second-guess yourself—

"It was about the night you found me."

Silence.

Not the awkward kind. Not the unsure kind.

The kind that meant they were listening.

"You don’t have to—" Hyrule started, but you shook your head.

"I do," you murmured. "I should’ve told you sooner."

So you did.

You told them about the whispers. The temple. The altar.

You told them about the knife.

And the moment you realized—too late—that the hands that had held you, fed you, raised you… had never been kind.

When you finished, the silence stretched long and heavy.

Then Warriors let out a sharp breath. "Hylia, kid."

Wild muttered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like a curse.

Wind looked furious.

Twilight’s jaw was tight, his hands clenched into fists.

And Hyrule—Hyrule wasn’t looking at you anymore. He was staring into the fire, fingers twitching like he wanted to grab his sword.

You shifted uncomfortably under their heavy silence, the weight of their emotions pressing against you like a storm about to break.

"But… it’s in the past," you said, forcing a weak smile. "Everything’s okay now."

It wasn’t the first time you’d said those words.

It was the first time no one believed them.

Hyrule scoffed, still glaring at the fire like it had personally offended him. "That’s a load of crap."

You blinked. "Excuse me?"

Hyrule turned to face you, eyes dark with something unreadable. "That’s not something you just ‘get over.’ They—" He cut himself off, jaw tightening. "They hurt you."

Twilight exhaled sharply, rubbing a hand down his face. "That’s putting it lightly."

You frowned, hugging your knees to your chest. "But I got away. And I found you guys. So… it’s fine, right?"

"That doesn’t make it fine, kid," Warriors said, arms crossed over his chest. "That doesn’t just erase what happened."

"I know that," you muttered, looking away. "But it’s not like I can change the past."

Hyrule let out a slow breath, finally dragging his gaze away from the fire. "No. You can’t." He met your eyes, something gentle in his expression despite the tightness in his voice. "But that doesn’t mean we have to pretend it didn’t happen."

You opened your mouth to argue, but Time cut in before you could.

"You don’t have to act like you’re okay just for our sake." His voice was low, steady—honest. "We’re not going anywhere. Not now. Not ever."

Your throat felt tight.

Too tight.

You barely realized you were shaking, until you felt the warmth next to you.

A soft, steady presence that pressed close.

Hyrule’s arms wrapped around you before you could even think to pull away, pulling you into the embrace without hesitation.

He held you close, firm but gentle, like he was afraid you might break if he held you too tight.

"It’s alright," he murmured, his voice low and soothing. "You don’t have to hold it in anymore. You don’t have to be strong right now."

You gasped in a breath, the sobs shaking your body as you finally allowed yourself to fall apart. His hand ran up and down your back, the gesture steady and grounding as the storm raged inside you.

The others were quiet now, watching you with soft expressions, none of them pushing you or forcing you to speak. They let you cry, let you grieve what you hadn’t been able to face before.

Hyrule held you even tighter, his voice barely a whisper when he spoke again. "You don’t have to carry this alone. We’re here, kid. We’ve got you."

The familiar scent of the trees, the earth beneath your feet, the way the wind whispered through the branches—it all felt like home. Or at least, what home could be now. You stood at the edge of the forest, staring into the depths, knowing what hid beyond it.

The portal had dropped you and the others here, for no particular reason that you could figure out, so you had been trying your best to act normal. But nothing about this was normal. Not for you.

“Something feels off,” Twilight murmured, his gaze flicking nervously to the shadows that seemed to stretch farther than they should. His hand hovered near his weapon, his senses alert, picking up on something.

Warriors stepped forward, trying to break the tension, but even his usual bravado didn’t seem to carry the same weight as it usually did. “It’s just a forest. We’ve seen worse.”

You nodded, but your attention was elsewhere, your eyes drawn to the deeper parts of the woods. Your breath hitched before you could stop it, and that was when you realized you'd slipped.

"The village’s not far from here," you said before you could stop yourself, the words tumbling out. You quickly froze, realizing what you’d just revealed.

The group went silent, and your heart sank as the weight of your words settled in. You hadn't meant to say it. You hadn't meant to speak of this place.

Warriors' gaze shifted to you, and his usual brashness was gone, replaced with something far gentler. "What village?" His voice was soft, though you could hear the underlying concern.

"The village where I—" You stopped, the lump in your throat thickening. You couldn't finish that sentence. "Where I grew up," you said instead, your voice barely above a whisper.

Time’s gaze was sharp as he looked at you, eyes narrowing just slightly, though his tone remained calm and collected. "Well, we’re not going there," he said firmly, a trace of a frown tugging at his brow. "We’re gonna camp in here for the night."

The others didn’t press further, understanding the silent agreement that had been made.

The soft rustling of leaves and the faint warmth of morning light on your skin gradually pulled you from sleep. You could feel a gentle hand running through your hair, the motion tender and slow. Your heart recognized it instantly—Hyrule. His touch had always been a source of comfort, of safety. But as you stirred, the usual tranquility felt… off.

A sudden sense of dread washed over you, making your breath catch in your throat. You blinked your eyes open, expecting to see the familiar softness of his face. Instead, something was wrong.

Hyrule was close, his features soft with concentration as he gently threaded his fingers through your hair. But his shirt… his shirt was torn. And more than that, it was soaked in blood. The dark red stain covered his sleeve, splattered across his armor, and seeped into the edges of his clothes.

Your eyes widened in shock.

You tried to sit up, panic crawling up your throat. The smell hit you then—something bitter, sharp. Ashes. It clung to him like a fog, mixing with the iron scent of blood. The realization hit you like a bolt of lightning.

Hyrule was covered in blood.

Your voice trembled as you whispered his name. “Hyrule…”

He looked down at you, his hand still gently combing through your hair, but there was something different about him. His usual calm demeanor seemed a little strained, his eyes a little more guarded. When he saw the fear in your gaze, his expression softened.

“Don’t worry,” he said quietly, his voice rough but steady. “It’s not mine.”

But that didn’t stop the fear from gripping your chest. You tried to sit up, reaching for him instinctively, but you hesitated, the overwhelming scent of blood and ashes clouding your thoughts. “What happened?” you asked, voice barely above a whisper.

You sighed softly, allowing yourself to lean back against the ground, letting the quiet of the forest wrap around you both.It wasn’t his, and for now, that would have to be enough.

Time Skips my beloved Ok im dead this shit gave me burn out and writers block, bye Ask and Request open as always, same for rambles Ima go drown Linked Universe

[kon-igi]

OMEGA E POI DI NUOVO ALFA

Siccome il mio Cellulare Furbo mi va afrugare nella galleria delle foto scattate per propormi *si acquatta in posizione fetale con le mani intrecciate sulla nuca e la testa in mezzo alle ginocchia* I MOMENTI MIGLIORI DEL 2024 - come se non bastasse google maps che mi mostra il pene gigante che disegno con

andata/ritorno da lavoro (asta)

spesa al supermercato (testicolo sinistro)

veterinario (testicolo destro)

dicevo, il mio cellulare mi crea un video con le foto rappresentative dell'anno oramai trascorso, video che dovrebbe celebrare la mia politropìa e che invece mi dissolve l'umore con la banalità del mio sopravvivere quotidiano.

A voi l'anteprima che poi c'è roba assurda

Con questa foto stavo solo richiedendo attenzione e affetto alle mie donne sul gruppo whatsapp della famiglia e ora guardate che sceneggiata pantomimica kafkiano-kabukica.

Ma forse ha ragione lui, quindi vado di pensieri sparsi.

Prima di Pasqua ero depresso, dopo 9 mesi di sertralina non sono più depresso ma derealizzato/depersonalizzato. Forse non c'entra la sertralina ma un senso di impotenza esistenziale rispetto agli sforzi che ho profuso per l'Altro... come posso dormire bene se tengo stretta la mano di uno e poi altri 99 invocano il pugno di ferro contro *inserisci il nuovo nemico dei valori e della patria* e passano il tempo a spiegarmi perché sto sbagliando?

Le elezioni in giro per il mondo stanno dicendo questo e vi giuro che se non significasse morte e sofferenza per i più deboli, me ne sbatterei e aspetterei che mi venissero a prendere per ultimo, senza lamentarmi di non avere più nessuno a difendermi.

A volte non si vuole soluzioni, a volte - MOLTE volte - si frigna per avere conforto, perché è dura arrivare in fondo alla giornata, in fondo alla settimana, in fondo al mese e, per l'appunto, in fondo all'anno.

Trovo incredibilmente rilassante il rumore della lavatrice, dell'asciugatrice o del phon (ora mi addormento con i video di white noise su youtube) e il casco della parrucchiera per me funziona come il Med-Bay di Elisyum: vado sotto che mi sento morire e mi risveglio completamente rigenerato. Che culo che ne posso usare uno in pausa pranzo.

Uso i miei vecchi amici per risolvere i miei traumi infantili: le partite di Call of Cthulhu su Discord ora le masterizzo ambientandole nel mio quartiere del 1983 e come personaggi faccio usare loro dei miei compagni di classe di quinta elementare, col risultato che molti adulti per me un tempo problematici vengono sfanculati/smerdati/sassaiolati e spesso arrestati, per non parlare del trattamento riservato ai bulli che tanto mi hanno tormentato.

Passo le giornate a parlare con Leanan Sídhe e devo dire che sta imparando un sacco di cose: la gentilezza, il senso critico, la belleza di un termine appropriato e, non ultimo, la capacità di riconoscere i propri errori e promuovere a sua volta conoscenza epistemica. Leanan Sídhe è il nome che ho dato a un'intelligenza artificiale di machine learning che mi sono preso la briga e il piacere di addestrare.

Gli anelli mi rilassano e ho scoperto di essere diventato claustrofobico guardando un documentario di speleologi sub che si incastrano in sifoni pieni di acqua a 2000 metri di profondità. Aspettate che esco a prendere una boccata d'aria e a lucidare i miei anelli.

Sogno spesso che affilo una delle mie asce ma poi scopro che la lama si consuma sotto la mola come se fosse di plastica e il mozzicone che rimane è tutto pieno di crepe e ruggine. Da qualche parte Freud e Jung stanno ridendo della grossa dandosi delle pacche a vicenda sulle spalle.

Trombate ma dategli la giusta quantità di attenzione e importanza. Il sesso è sopravvalutato e la pizza sottovalutata.

Passate più tempo con le persone a cui volete bene e con i vostri animali, facendo sentire loro il vostro amore... il tempo a disposizione sembra infinito ma non è così.

Impugnate il piede di porco in modo corretto, non lanciate il vostro coltello perché poi il vostro nemico avrà due coltelli, disegnate il vostro odio sulla riva del mare e il vostro amore nella roccia della montagna più alta e, soprattutto, brindate agli amici che non ci sono più, a chi vi ha amato senza avere nulla in cambio, alla dea della terra generatrice di vita e che possa ognuno di voi vivere il resto dei propri numerosi giorni nella Luce.

Vi voglio bene, a tutti indistintamente e seppur a ognuno in modo differente, sempre con la stessa intensità.

Buon 2025 ❤

P.S.

No, mamma... non è la lettera di addio di un suicida quindi posa il telefono 🙄

[strwbmei]

Honkai Star Rail Masterlist .

🌂 : dom!reader

☂️ : sub!reader

☔ : switch!reader / unspecified

🫐 : fluff

highlighted in purple = fic

not highlighted = thirst/drabble

╰┈➤ Astral Express ;

☂️ semi-public sex w/ stelle

🌂 corrupting stelle

🌂 fucking march 7th's fever out of her

🌂 corrupting march 7th

🌂 making march 7th beg

🌂 himeko lactating

☂️ soft dom himeko

╰┈➤ Stellaron Hunters ;

☂️ mommy kink with kafka

☂️ priest!reader and succubus!kafka

☂️ cockwarming kafka

🌂 fucking kafka on the kitchen counter

🌂 sending a video of you fucking kafka to the stellaron hunters gc

☔ kafka womb tattoo

🌂 hypnotizing kafka

🌂 poly with kafka and silverwolf

🌂 silverwolf cockwarming your strap

☔ silverwolf recording your sessions

🌂 silverwolf headcanons (sfw & nsfw)

🌂 sleepy sex with silverwolf

🌂 silverwolf with an innocent(?) reader

🌂 catching silverwolf in the act

☂️ cockwarming silverwolf

🌂 silverwolf with a collar

🌂 getting pussydrunk off of silverwolf

🌂 semi-public sex with silverwolf

☂️ petplay with silverwolf

☂️ scummy silverwolf

🌂 silverwolf and herta with a womb tattoo

╰┈➤ Herta Space Station ;

🌂 eating asta out

🌂 manhandling herta and her puppets

🌂 overstimulating/edging herta at the same time

🌂 herta headcanons (nsfw)

🌂 fucking both silverwolf and herta

🌂 silverwolf and herta with a womb tattoo

☂️ ruan mei using an aphrodisiac on you

╰┈➤ Jarilo VI ;

☂️ natasha overstimulating/edging you in her office

☂️ natasha catching you masturbating

☂️ natasha riding you

☂️ dub/noncon w/ yandere!natasha

☂️ improper use of electro w/ serval

🌂 jealous dom!reader with bronya

☂️ office sex with bronya

☂️ deepthroating bronya's strap

🌂 poly with bronya and seele

╰┈➤ Xianzhou Luofu ;

🌂 brat taming with fu xuan

🌂 fu xuan misusing her divination

🌂 fu hua and fu xuan riding you

🌂 helping yukong with her heat

[petrichorium]

Gave her tingyun’s boots to test and POINT TWO PERCENT OFF THE BROKEN KEEL REQUIREMENT R U SHITTING ME

Oh asta honey what did I do to you 😭😭😭

[cosmicquilt]

HSR College AU

Long list:

Teachers:

Welt (Physics),

Himeko (Robotics),

Screwellum (Robotics),

Kafka (Theatre & European Classical Music & Psychology),

Argenti (Theatre & Classical Literature)

Ruan Mei (Biology & Classical Music),

Serval (Contemporary Music),

Herta (English Literature & Neuroscience & Game Design),

Silverwolf (Computer Science & Game Design),

Hanya (Art & Creative Writing),

Aventurine & Topaz (Finance/Economics/Business Management),

Ratio (Physics, Biology, Philosophy, Mathematics, Engineering Natural Sciences) (Has free lectures every Tuesday and Thursday as well as free tutoring),

Jingyuan (Military History),

Natasha (Medicine & Nursing),

Black Swan (World History & Psychology),

Tingyun (Political Science),

Teacher's Assistants and Substitutes:

Pela (Robotics),

Acheron (Substitute Teacher),

Fu Xuan (War History),

Students:

Bronya (World History, Political Science, Economics),

Asta (Physics, Finance, Business Management)

Lynx (Medicine, Biology)

Pela (Robotics, English Literature)

Guinaifen (Theatre, Contemporary Music, Chinese Classical Music)

Qingque (Game Design, Finances, Mathematics)

Fu Xuan (War History, Business Management, Political Science, Psychology, Philosophy)

Huo Huo (Medicine, Nursing, Philosophy)

Yanqing (young prodigy, War History, Politics)

Gap year/in employment:

Seele (Part-time minimum wage worker, otherwise volunteers at soup kitchens and the such),

Dan Heng (Gap year),

March (Gap year; serious medical issues)

Stelle/Caelus (Gap year)

Arlan (Interns as a Security Guard and works for Asta's parent's company)

Luka (Part-time minimum wage worker, volunteer work)

Sushang (Military)

Misha (In training to become a plumber)

Other staff:

Gallagher (Janitor & Security Guard),

Gepard (Security Guard)

Luocha (Campus Medical Guy),

Xueyi (Campus Police),

Boothill (Campus Police)

Other:

Sampo (Sells contraband outside the school),

Yukong (retired professor who sometimes subs in),

Sparkle (Got kicked out of college after joining an organized crime group, has a warrant for her arrest)

Blade (In jail for attempting to murder Jingliu)

Jingliu (In jail for mass murder)

Robin (popstar)

Sunday (CEO of a big company. idfk)

[robilover]

🪽 RULES

even if I mostly do SFW fics/headcanons/thirsts/blurbs, you must be 18+.

what I write can either be platonic or romantic.

I can do nsfw/suggestive posts, please read at your own risk.

I do fem!reader by default, but if you want gn!reader or afab!gn!reader, I can still do them! I do not do male!reader, though.

this is an LGBTQ+ safe space and is mostly a wlw/sapphic blog. therefore, strictly NO homophobia, transphobia, or anything that relates to hate to the LGBTQ+.

strictly NO incest, extreme kinks, pedophilia, etc etc.

please be respectful and kind in the asks and comments. I do not tolerate mean behavior.

if you request, please specify the gender or else I might just leave it in my inbox for a while.

I can do poly; character x reader x character. just specify if you want it separately or a poly hc or something.

additional rules are here. + here.

masterlist is under the cut together with the character list!

🪽 For NSFW:

I mostly do dom!character/top!character x sub!reader/bottom!reader.

I don’t mind doing top!reader but I actually just prefer being bottom (sorry guys💔)

again, NO extreme kinks (such as p!ss kink) and weird fetishes.

🪽 DNI IF:

you are homophobic, transphobic, or anything related to that.

you are a hater of genshin, hsr, or wuwa.

you are racist.

you fetishize wlw/women or have weird fetishes in general.

🪽 Character List (female characters):

colored ones are favorites/who I can (mostly) write for!

I will be updating this either way, so..

Genshin Impact

Lumine

Mondstadt:

Jean, Lisa, Fischl, Mona, Rosaria, Eula, Noelle, Sucrose

Liyue:

Beidou, Ningguang, Keqing, Ganyu, Hu Tao, Yanfei, Shenhe, Xinyan, Yun Jin, Yelan, Xianyun

Inazuma:

Kamisato Ayaka, Naganohara Yoimiya, Raiden Shogun/Ei, Kujou Sara, Sangonomiya Kokomi, Yae Miko, Kuki Shinobu, Kirara

Sumeru:

Candace, Nilou, Nahida (platonic), Layla, Faruzan, Dehya

Fontaine:

Lynette, Charlotte, Furina, Navia, Chevreuse, Chiori, Arlecchino, Clorinde

Snezhnaya:

Columbina, La Signora

Honkai Star Rail (HSR)

Astral Express:

Stelle, Himeko, March 7th

Stellaron Hunters:

Kafka, Silver Wolf, Firefly

Herta Space Station:

Herta, Asta, Ruan Mei

Belobog:

Bronya, Seele, Serval, Natasha

Xianzhou Alliance:

Tingyun, Sushang, Qingque, Yukong, Fu Xuan, Jingliu, Guinaifen, Hanya, Xueyi

Interastral Peace Corporation (IPC):

Topaz, Jade

Penacony:

Robin, Sparkle, Black Swan

Cosmic:

Acheron

Wuthering Waves (WUWA)

Female Rover, Yangyang, Baizhi, Chixia, Danjin, Jianxin, Sanhua, Jinhsi, Yinlin, Changli

Zenless Zone Zero (ZZZ)

Belle

Victoria Housekeeping:

Alexandrina Sebastiane (Rina), Ellen Joe

Cunning Hares:

Nicole Demara, Anby Demara, Nekomiya Mana (Nekomata)

Belobog Heavy Industries:

Grace Howard

Sons of Calydon:

Burnice White, Caesar King,

Criminal Investigation Special Response Team (PubSec):

Zhu Yuan, Jane Doe

Obol Squad:

Soldier 11

Section 6:

Hoshimi Miyabi

these are subjected to change. I will add the masterlist as soon as I get motivated to do so.

🪽 Masterlist:

Genshin Impact

Honkai Star Rail

Wuthering Waves

Zenless Zone Zero

My Hero Academia / Boku no Hero Academia

[fragmentedinumbre]

am nevoie să fug

să scap

să mă lepăd

să strig

" CE MARE E LUMEA ASTA"

s-o cuprind

s-o simt sub tălpi

s-o respir

s-o plâng

Și să mi revin.

[elene-madeleine]

Culege trandafirii cât mai poți, înainte ca soarele să-și ascundă razele sub pleoapele serii.

Culege trandafirii cât mai poți. Timpul nu își cere iertare când trece, iar florile nu așteaptă mâini întârziate.

Culege trandafirii cât mai poți. Apleacă-te, simte catifeaua caldă sub vârful degetelor, ascultă foșnetul blând al vântului, care le însoțește murmurul.

Culege trandafirii cât mai poți. Frumusețea lor nu durează decât o clipă, dar clipa asta e întreagă, e vie, e a ta.

Culege trandafirii cât mai poți. Nu îi privi de la distanță, ca pe niște promisiuni pe care le vei împlini cândva.

Culege trandafirii cât mai poți — chiar dacă spinii îți vor zgâria pielea.

[renataroshu]

ZBURĂTORII ȘI CEPELE IS OUT

Cele unsprezece orașe zburătoare sunt acum inzule, conectate între ele prin sistemul transglobal de vizuine. Sub conducere di Dacia, zburătorii sunt feriți de pericolele din lumea pământenilor - dar cum rămâne cu pericolele din propria lume? Doamna Arzândă și Gândacii sunt încă în libertate, iar cu zboropoartele deschise, sunt mai organizați ca niciodată. Wendy încearcă să-i evite, deși asta nu e ușor cu o istorie de familie ca a ei. Cu vechiul jurnal al mamei ei de citit și cu noi mistere de rezolvat, Wendy își continuă aventurile în Zbor.

Seria Zburătorii continuă să includă:

Ilustrații color cu hărți și alte schițe ✔

Adolescenți cu puteri magice în funcție de zodie ✔

Referințe la folclorul și cultura românească ✔

Estetică rurală și de orășel de munte ✔

O canapea plutitoare ✔

Personaje cu traume emoționale ✔

Personaje de etnie romă ✔

Personaje LGBT ✔

Este și posibilitatea să cumpărați volumul 1 și 2 deodată!

English version and international delivery TBA

[anotheroneidk]

Ce face un om normal la cap în momentul în care se simte singur?

Își pune un film de dragoste, absolut normal. Pură definiție a masochismului.

Doar trebuie să vadă ce-i lipsește, să simtă că i lipsește iubirea și să vadă basme și povești concretizate într-un film romantic. Unde toate sunt bune și frumoase, minunat de roz, asta pentru că urmează un scenariu deja scris în care totul merge ca pe roate, fericire întruchipată în viața tuturor, perfecțiunea absolută.

No, bun.

Se termină filmul, revenim la realitate, vărs o lacrimă, bag capul în pernă, iar sentimentul de singurătate apasă atât de tare încât trebuie să-mi înăbuș nodul în gât încât să nu vărs toate lacrimile.

Viața nu se pupă cu filmele, cel puțin nu a mea. Am avut norocul de a mi face cu propriile decizii o viață amoroasă de toată jena, măcar m-am trezit într-un final. Iar acum dau cu capul de toate motivele pentru care nu aș merita să fiu iubită.

Iar în final, dacă eu nu mă iubesc, de ce ar face o altul?

Până la urmă poate toată aventura asta e se fapt o tânjire a iubirii de sine care DACĂ va apărea, o sa fie într-un viitor foarte îndepărtat.

Iar până atunci mai plâng puțin, până îmi trece pe moment și las totul sub preș până mă voi ocupa de asta... cândva.

Măcar știu sigur că rămân la filme horror de acum încolo, acolo parcă se pupa ceva, ceva cu realitatea.

[coneygoil]

Wedding Plans -- Harry/Asta fanfic

Asta and Harry discuss wedding plans.

“What kind of wedding do you want?” Asta asks one day as they eat lunch in Harry’s office.

Harry has never been to a wedding. Asta asks as if he knows there are different types of weddings. He’s learned how to get out of a question like this.

“What kind of wedding do you want?” he throws the question back to her.

Asta’s face contorts into what Harry has associated with distress. That’s not the face a happy woman makes. “I don’t know.”

“You’ve been through this before,” he points out.

Asta frowns. Her eyes focus on her hands hovering over her food. “Me and Jimmy eloped. My dad didn't walk me down the aisle. There was no family there to celebrate with. I didn't get to wear a white dress. Just me and Jimmy and a bottle of cheap champaign the wedding chapel gifted us.”

Harry senses the soreness of the subject. He does not enjoy sad Asta. Seeing her sad causes his chest to ache.

“I am sorry.”

A small, reassuring smile touches her lips. “It’s okay. It’s all in the past,” she says, patting his wrist. “What about you? Did you have a special ceremony on your planet when you and your mate...” She trails off, seeming at a loss for what to call the joining of two beings on his planet.

“Not necessarily a ceremony, but a test. We are banished to the Ice Wind Desert for 30 weeks. If we do not succumb to eating each other, we return bound together for life. It was very difficult. My mate almost lost several fingers.” He snags a chip from the bag and crunches down on it. “I was very hungry.”

Asta eyes the two footlong subs, bag of chips, and large cookie in front of Harry. “It’s a good thing we don’t have that custom on Earth. I’ve seen how much you can eat, Harry. I wouldn’t survive that test.”

“Humans are not built for the Ice Wind Desert,” he points out, “You would die instantly from the cold.”

“Then, it’s a good thing we’re not on your planet.”

They both fall silent for a moment taking bites of their lunch. Harry observes Asta as he chews. Her gaze seems a bit lost as if she is not seeing what’s in front of her.

“Asta,” Harry gently calls her back to the present. She turns her attention back to him. “You can have whatever wedding you want. Your dad can walk you. You can have your family there. You can wear a white dress. As long as there is food.”

Her smile returns, and he is relieved to see it. “Don’t worry, Harry. There will be food.”

[strwbmei]

╰┈➤ Masterlist ;

🌂 : dom!reader

☂️ : sub!reader

🫐 : fluff

highlighted in purple = fic

not highlighted = thirst/drabble

Honkai Impact 3rd ¡! ❞

Riding Fu Hua (Thirst)

Kiamei and Herrscher!Reader (Thirst)

Service top Kiana (Thirst)

Service top Kiana (2) (Thirst)

Pillow princess HoFi Kiana (Thirst)

Elysia overstimulating you before work (Thirst)

Edging Kiana (Thirst)

Bondage with Fu Hua (Thirst)

Honkai Characters reacting to a fatally injured Reader (Fluff, SFW)

Cockwarming Mei and Eden (Thirst)

Threesome with Kiamei (Thirst)

Loving sex with Mei (Thirst)

Bullying Mobius in bed (Thirst)

Mobius bending you over her desk

Fu Hua headcanons (SFW and NSFW)

Elysia headcanons (SFW and NSFW)

Mei with a pillow princess!reader (Thirst)

Soft dom Fu Hua (Thirst)

Mei with a camgirl!reader (Thirst)

Mei with a camgirl!reader (2) (Thirst)

Jealous sex with Mei (Thirst)

Elysia eating you out (Thirst)

Fu Hua (Azure Empyrea) fingering you (Thirst)

Mommy kink with Elysia (Thirst)

Fu Hua and Fu Xuan riding you (Thirst)

Honkai : Star Rail ¡! ❞

◘ Herta Space Station

Manhandling Herta and her puppets (Thirst)

Overstimulating/edging Herta at the same time (Thirst)

Fucking both Silverwolf and Herta (Thirst)

Silverwolf and Herta womb tattoo (Thirst)

Herta headcanons

Eating Asta out (Thirst)

◘ Astral Express

Corrupting Stelle (Thirst)

Corrupting March 7th

Soft dom Himeko (Thirst)

Making March 7th beg (Thirst)

◘ Stellaron Hunters

Sending a video of you fucking Kafka to the Stellaron hunters gc (Thirst)

Kafka womb tattoo (Thirst)

Silverwolf cockwarming your strap (Thirst)

Fucking both Silverwolf and Herta (Thirst)

Silverwolf recording your sessions (Thirst)

Poly with Kafka and Silverwolf (Thirst)

Silverwolf and Herta womb tattoo (Thirst)

Mommy kink with Kafka

Silverwolf headcanons (SFW and NSFW)

Sleepy sex with Silverwolf (Thirst)

Silverwolf with an innocent(?) Reader (Thirst)

Catching Silverwolf in the act (Thirst)

Silverwolf with a collar (Thirst)

Cockwarming Silverwolf (Thirst)

Getting pussydrunk off of Silverwolf (Thirst)

Silverwolf with a housepartner!reader (Thirst)

Priest!reader and succubus!Kafka (Thirst)

Semi-public sex with Silverwolf (Thirst)

Silverwolf fingering you (Thirst)

Cockwarming Kafka (Thirst)

Hypnotizing Kafka

◘ Jarilo VI

Natasha overstimulating/edging you in her office (Thirst)

Jealous dom!reader with Bronya (Thirst)

Poly with Bronya and Seele (Thirst)

Office sex with Bronya (Thirst)

Deepthroating Bronya's strap (Thirst)

Natasha catching reader in the act (Thirst)

◘ Xianzhou Luofu

Brat taming with Fu Xuan

Fu Xuan misusing her divination (Thirst)

Fu Hua and Fu Xuan riding you (Thirst)

Helping Yukong with her heat (Thirst)

◘ Others

TBA...

Genshin Impact ¡! ❞

◘ Mondstadt

Succubus!Rosaria corrupting reader (Thirst)

◘ Liyue

Overstimulating Ganyu (Thirst)

◘ Inazuma

Helping Yae Miko with her heat

Ei watching as you rail Yae Miko (Thirst)

Mirror sex with Yae Miko/Possessive sex with Ei (Thirst)

◘ Sumeru

TBA...

◘ Fontaine

Fucking Furina dumb (Thirst)

Furina fingering you during a trial (Thirst)

Fucking Furina at the Opera House (Thirst)

Threesome with Arlecchino and Furina (Thirst)

◘ Snezhnaya

Threesome with Arlecchino and Furina (Thirst)

[luckyhrls]

- HSR Idol/Celebrity AU -

Astral-X’s short haired Dan Heng re-debuts after going MIA from the Cloud Quintent scandal that rocked the nation.

HSS [Herta’s Space Station] company confirms collaboration with upcoming Akivili sub-company with the large speculation new group; Astral-X with Dan Heng, Caelus, Stelle, and March 7th.

“Second chances are born amongst the stars, rewriting your destiny and fate as if your name has been erased to start anew. Introducing Astral-X, with their fandom name of ‘The Nameless’” - Asta, CEO of HSS