#Which is why I've been inactive

[zombieplaguedoc]

This imagine goes out to the self-shippers who either choose not to associate with their family, or unfortunately are in a position where they may not have much of a family at all.

The latter half of the year— specifically, the holidays— can be a tough time for many for a myriad of reasons, but just know that throughout it all, your F/Os see you, are here for you, and will remain by your side no matter what.

Think of all of your F/Os not only as one big family, but your true family, whether or not the first paragraph of this post applies to you. If it all becomes too much and you are disillusioned by the notion that you're all alone— you're not.

Your F/Os couldn't be happier to have you in their lives and are so thankful for you. Romantic, platonic, familial or parental, just you being the person that you are makes them even happier than you could possibly fathom.

💞 Remember that. 💞

ANTIS DNI, THIS POST IS NOT FOR YOU

[heartgaff]

wip plus huge random doodle junkpile from the past 8 months

[whereissmajor]

Temporarily closing requests since I'm very behind on them

[asktheghb]

hey so btw your blog is feeding the worm in my brain that yearns for homestuck ancestor content😋

// we are sharing the worm!!!

[fordanoia]

"My next project will be compiling all the little symbols/numbers/etc. into an image-heavy google doc to discover whatever secrets remain. (Don’t expect that sucker until 2023.)" What came of this?

You know that phenomenon with light traveling through space, and how basically when we're looking at the night sky the stars we're seeing aren't how the stars actually currently look. It's how they looked years and years ago, and because of how much time light travel takes across that much space, that's how far back we're seeing.

So anyway I'm in a different dimension and that doc already definitely exists and is just taking a really long time to get to your end!

-

Nah, but oooh thank you for the reminder actually. This would be a really good project to finish before the Book of Bill releases. Especially for whatever we might get in that book...

[cannosoup]

worst feeling ever is playing a great game and wanting to see all the awesome fanart but you can’t because of spoilers. and said game is like 90 hours long.

[coquexari]

Life update! My computer broke.. And I don't exactly have the funds to replace the power supply. I feel horrible about even asking this, because I have unfinished works, but they'll stay unfinished if I don't get it replaced.

Sorry for not having cool visuals to aid this, but EMERGENCY COMMS ARE OPEN , this comm run isn't just for my PC, but for the bills I need to pay for the sake of me being able to return to school, which is part of the reason why I've been so inactive. I'm not old enough to get a proper job, so for now this is my only income, I hope you understand, I'm sorry in advanced

I can offer light pieces like this for 10$, I'll drop it as low as 5$ if I need to. It's the only thing I can do well on my phone.. it's not the best, but hopefully it'll have some value

Payment through PAYPAL/KOFI, please DM me for any questions and or offers, thank you.

[allisonlol]

chuuya dazai and fyodor when reader tries to remove the hickies they gave reader the next day OHKYIGOAHSS

a/n: hiii everyone i have crawled out of my void to offer you this post !! ty to the anon who came up with this wonderful idea. i've missed posting omg and we somehow are so close to 3k despite my inactivity??? slay. shall open reqs again once we get there mwehehe

warnings: slight nsfw

(Chuuya, Dazai, Fyodor) When You Try to Remove Hickeys

Chuuya

he's gonna be the most chill about this tbh

it's your body and if you don't want ppl seeing that on you then that's ur choice!!

however

hiding them is one thing, but that doesn't mean he wants to see you removing them

so yknow that hack where you take a whisk and like,,,twist it over the mark to get rid of it?

yeah so you tried that...and it was actually working until chuuya barged into the room and demanded to know what you were doing

bro is not happy to see the hickies he'd proudly left on you last night being somehow removed by a WHISK

grabs that mf thing and throws it across the room

chuuya's not angry at you, more so frustrated and insecure?? cuz like why would u wanna get rid of them

he's lowkey gonna start pouting tbh. won't say anything else but will glare & give u silent treatment

won't stop until you admit the only reason u removed them is because it was too visible with your work uniform and u didn't want everyone staring smh

insist that he should give you more in areas that people won't see and there's no guarantee y'all won't be late to work <3

Dazai

oh lord

so dazai really loves to mark you up

and last night was no different. your neck was black and blue with hickies

deadass to the point where you nearly had a heart attack when you saw it in the morning

"how am i gonna go to work like this?!" you practically sob to him while he LAUGHS

his only advice is "then don't go" as if both of y'all don't need to have ur asses at the agency in 20 minutes

you check ur phone for the time and when u see this you panic and sprint to your shared bedroom

you try everything you can think of to cover them

first you hastily layer concealer on your neck, to no avail as the marks were too dark

then digging through ur closet for clothes with a high enough neckline to hide it, to which you found none

whole time dazai is leaning against the doorframe, watching ur meltdown with an amused expression

he approaches and helps u up from the floor where u had collapsed with all the clothes strewn around you ☹️

"allow me to pick out something for you to wear" ….oh god

u guys are beyond late at this point so you sigh and accept defeat, to which dazai picks a shirt that of course displays all the marks on your neck

you got lots of stares that day to say the least

Fyodor

surprisingly fyodor doesn't usually leave too many marks on you to begin with

he's got that old fashioned take where it's like "other people don't need to see that and be in our business" if u know what i mean

however, he is also a very possessive man

^so when he gets worked up and does leave hickeys on you, the last thing he wants to see is you trying to hide or remove them

which is exactly what he walked in on u doing today

you were trying the good old "rub an ice cube on it" hack before u had to work

now this mf thinks you have some hidden agenda as to why you wanted them gone

"are you seeing someone else" 💀💀

PLS u didn't realize he had been watching from the doorway and this scares u so bad u drop the ice cube down ur shirt

u start frantically trying to get it out of ur shirt while yelling at him like "i have to work, wtf are u talking about???"

u immediately stop tho when he storms up to u and grabs your face to make you look at him

his face is so cold and unreadable omg it's scary

his eyes shift to the marks on your neck as he traces over them with his fingers

"leave these alone" he says lowly, then adjusts the collar of your shirt so they are partially covered

neither of u will say anything more about it after that, but fyodor sends sigma to secretly follow u to work to make sure that's where ur really going 😓

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[supernova2395]

Solas and Inaction

"Those fools and duty. Responsibility is not expertise. Action is not inherently superior to inaction."

I've seen a couple of posts now saying how, should Solas have just waited, his plan would have been done for him and things would have been better for him that way. However, I think that's a misreading of his character, and because everything would have been so much worse had Solas not acted.

The veil was tied to the evanuris, who were tied to the archdemons, who were being killed off one by one each blight. By acting when he did, Solas was trying to stop the inevitable descent into a blighted Thedas that he sacrificed everything to stop when he created the veil in the first place.

Solas painfully knows that the veil will fall after the 7th blight, that's part of why he's so motivated to get his plan done quickly. There is nothing Solas hates more than slavery and suffering, and there is little doubt that a blighted world would cause nothing but suffering.

Not only that, but those things are an issue in Thedas anyway, and the longer he waits, the more harm they cause.

But then, to truly see it through Solas' eyes, you need to take into account the effect the veil has on Thedas anyway:

It's physically (metaphysically??) in an awful state even before Origins. Practically everything thins the veil (death, particularly concentrated amounts of it, like battlefields, blood magic, normal magic in enough quantities, even just at random, like in the Frostback Basin) and that makes it more likely that spirits will be drawn through and, in most cases, corrupted.

There can be no true understanding between spirits and non-spirits because spirits are locked away, and only a select few can talk to them. But even then, spirits are a reflection of expectations, and the world teaches that they are all demons out to possess you. That they should be feared and banished, and because you're afraid of seeing a pride demon, you're more likely to see a pride demon.

Spirits should never have been separated from the world and although some are happy to simply dwell in the fade, others want to go to 'exotic Rivain', which they should have been able to, but the veil prevents them from doing so unless they possess someone. So many spirits do want to possess mages as a way to experience what they should have been able to anyway. Which also has the added effect of making mages a 'danger to society' because possessing someone will often corrupt the spirit (see the previous point) and cause both the spirit and mage to lose control.

To Solas, his options are:

Do nothing and let calamity take Thedas after the 7th Blight

Lock the Evanuris and Blight away in a new prison and leave the veil torn to shreds, spirits being corrupted and demonised (hah), mages ostracised, and hope it doesn't get worse (this assumes that locking them in their new prison wouldn't sever their ties to the veil or the veil wouldn't fall at some point anyway because of *gestures to everything*)

Lock the Evanuris and Blight away and bring down the veil in a somewhat controlled manner

And like I don't blame Solas for his plan, especially with the precarious position the Elves are in in Thedas. What was he supposed to do? Go to the powers that be and say:

"So, you see, elves originated from spirits (yes the ones you are constantly afraid of and demonise at every turn) and thousands of years ago we fought with the Titans because we used lyrium to make our bodies… and didn't realise we were hurting them until it was too late and they retaliated. Which, fair, but we did not want to die so I... inventedtranquilityandseveredthemfromtheirdreams. Which I regret, for obvious reasons, but at the time, saw no other way.

"Then it turns out the people I did that for declared themselves gods and started enslaving my people *and* continued mining the Titans for their lyrium, so I rebelled. Then they decided to draw on the power of the severed dreams to stomp out my rebellion and tortured those dreams until they created the blight, which they then used with abandon to make themselves more powerful, and when Mythal finally confronted them on it, they killed her.

"There was no way we were going to be able to stop them, as the first of my people do not simply die, so instead I tried to create a prison for them but I was not powerful enough to do it and accidentally severed the waking from the dreaming stranding countless in uthenera and killing countless more who got stuck in the passages in between.

"Then I fell asleep for millennia because of the power it took to defeat the Evanuris, but the world *was* saved from the blight… UNTIL YOUR MAGISTERS SCREWED EVERYTHING UP AND RELEASED THE BLIGHT ANYWAY cough sorry, and with each successive blight you have been killing those powering the veil, weakening it and meaning that it will fall and blight the world after the 7th blight. But also with every battle, the veil gets weaker and will probably fall at some point anyway… do you maybe want to help me avoid a complete catastrophe?"

I just don't see any way that would have ever gone over well, even if they could be convinced that what he was saying was true.

And, honestly, I truly don't think that (had BioWare been brave), bringing down the veil would have needed to be catastrophic, especially if they allowed the discussion about the veil and the harms it brings to actually be discussed in the game and not just shoved aside.

Mostly because the Frostback Basin exists: a place where the veil is naturally so thin that spirits can slip through without being corrupted, and a place where the locals live, not only in peace with them, but with them in an understanding not seen anywhere else in modern Thedas.

I'm sorry, but tying Solas to the veil will never not be deus ex machina to me, and I actually hate it narratively, especially with the build-up from the previous three games and extras. RIP Sandal and the fricken Chant of Light.

I just feel like there could have been a really compelling story that could easily have been within the confines of the game, especially if Veilguard had dealt with the "inevitability" of the veil coming down early and had that as the reason why the Inquisitor was not around.

Like, "Oh Elgar'nan and Ghilan'nain are really focussed on Northern Thedas, that means that you in the South can be using your College of Enchanters and remnant circles to deal with the veil issue" and then you can confront Solas with Plan 2: Electric Boogaloo, "you don't need to destroy this world Solas" "I am glad to be proved wrong, my friend" as your redeem ending and "we can't let you do it your way, fuck you" as your hatred ending (fight him and incapacitate or kill him or lock him away with the blight idk 🤷🏻‍♀️). The veil comes down, but Thedas is saved. You’ve got your soft reboot, and don’t completely ignore parts of the lore from your previous games.

I'm going to stop ranting now, TL;DR: Something had to be done. I don't blame Solas for what he was doing, and BioWare should have been braver with their narrative.

[askanaroace]

I've been thinking a lot on this recently, and I know it is not people's intention, but when you say "I don't understand the hatred of aromanticism or asexuality because it's just the hatred of inaction" it implies that you understand the hatred of non-aspec queer people because they are doing something wrong.

We really need to get away from doing this. The hatred comes from the fact that we're not performing to societal expectations. Opting out is just as much of a threat to the status quo as choosing a write in answer when we're all supposed to be filling in a bubble sheet.

The core of that is a very simple concept. Aro, ace, bi, lesbian, gay, trans, intersex, polyam, etc. - we're not conforming to the rigid expectations put on us. That's it. It's that simple. We're not letting the status quo control us, and that's a threat.

It's also not about inaction or action because gays in straight relationships and bi folk with other gender partners and aros in relationships and trans people hyperconforming to gendered expectations and etc. are also fucking hated and mocked because it's not enough to perform the actions of conforming. They are still a threat for the simple act of being queer whether or not they identify that way.

Because abuse, which is what systems of power are, isn't just about controlling external factors. It's having complete domination over another. The secret to this is never being fully satisfied with the other person. There always has to be something wrong. Sometime to pick on. Something to point at and say "not good enough" to keep them scared and jumping and disoriented and exhausted.

And that's why aromanticism and asexuality are just as queer as "action-oriented" identities (if that's how you view them). It's not that we're doing anything wrong because none of us are doing anything wrong. It's just a tactic to control people to gain power.

[enwoso]

not so tiny | alessia russo x child!reader

cute little one, i’ve had this idea for so long but i just didn’t know how i wanted to do it but i like how it turned out.

also i truly apologise for how inactive i’ve been on here but i have been quite busy the past few weeks and i will admit i hadn’t had any motivation to write but it’s coming back slowly.

grumpy masterlist

the day alessia had been dreading and the day you had been counting down the day until had finally came. your first day of school, or as you called it big school.

alessia's heart was breaking slightly as the days had crept closer, you were growing up and you were no longer a baby anymore. however in alessia's eyes you would always be her little girl.

while you were excited to be going into big school having spent many days dreaming what it would be like, wearing a uniform and your backpack which you had begged your mummy to let you have that particular one as it was shaped like a elephant just like your toy one.

alessia had planned on getting you a plain one with a pattern on like flowers but you insisted that this backpack would be the perfect on for putting all of your important school notes in.

alessia was sad at the thought of loosing your company each day, hearing you babble on while she drove to training or just having the day off to take you on little mummy daughter dates. whether that was going to the park or taking you to a new desert place alessia had found in london.

"are you ready then?" alessia asked as you stood in the hallway your backpack sitting comfortably on your back along with your packed lunch that alessia had spent time making while you were sleepily eating your cereal.

"yes!" you jumped up and down excitedly. a small giggle coming from your mummy as she picked up her car keys and phone ready to leave.

"oh- wait let me take a photo of you!" your mummy quickly said as you huffed a little before standing tall against the wall. "just to show nonna and gramps how big your getting" your mummy pouted, before telling you to say cheese. you smiling big with your teeth.

"now a silly one!" alessia smiled, as you posed with your hands and pulled a funny face. your mummy snapping a quick few photos before rushing you out the door as you were running a little bit of schedule.

quickly buckling you into your car seat alessia drove you to school, luckily it wasn't too far away so it meant you weren't going to be sat in traffic for too long.

you watched out the window, eyes widening seeing the school building and lots of other children with their parents. the children all dressed in the same uniform as you, all with big grins on their faces and all with different backpacks on their backs and with hair done all neatly.

"come on then lovie!" your mummy had parked the car and opened your door for you to jump out, you held your mummy's hand a little bit of fear creeping in as you walked through the gates.

but that all went away when you saw a couple of your friends from the same nursery you'd gone to before coming to big school.

"look mummy there's poppy" you pointed to the little girl that you'd gone to nursery with as she too stood with her parents, you catching her eye as you shyly waved at her.

"oh yeah, why don't you go and say hi!" your mummy said as she looked down to you, your hand gripping onto alessia's tightly as your mummy's other hand was occupied with your backpack and water bottle.

as you got a little closer you wandered just that little bit further towards your friend before getting closer and starting to talk to her as your mummy got into a conversation with her mum.

but before alessia knew it, the teachers were coming out onto the yard and the school day was going to start.

you came running back over to get your bag. "here's you backpack lovie and your lunch is in their too and i've—" alessia began explaining as you stood in front of her letting your mummy place your backpack on your back.

"yep yep, thanks mummy!" you cut her off excitedly, looking over your shoulder to see where your friends were.

"okay i'll see you at the end of the day. have good first day. mummy loves you lots" alessia smiled sadly as she quickly placed a kiss to your cheek.

"bye mummy i love you" you quickly got out before you went running back towards the line of children who were in your class for the year. you going to stand immediately next to your friend.

alessia's heart was hurting but it was also filled with so much pride, she loved watching you grow into your own little self and part of her no matter how much she hated seeing your get older could wait to see you grow even more.

she waited in the school yard as she watched you walk into the school building. all the other children looking back to their parents and waving but you never did, you carried on chatting your friends ear off.

alessia maybe wouldn't admit out loud but she's glad you didn't turn back and wave as she might of just started to cry. her eyes were already a little watery.

her little girl was not so little anymore.

alessia was meeting a couple of the girls for a usual morning coffee before training, walking in she saw she was the last one to arrive but the girls all waved her over with a big smile as they were sat in the same corner they always did.

alessia going around saying her hellos to the group, before beth spoke up a genuine look of concern on her face. "where's tiny?"

"at school" alessia smiled sadly as she sat down, lotte pushing a cup of coffee toward the blonde as alessia directed a thank you in her direction.

some of the girls giving alessia a confused look at her cryptic response.

"what do you mean school, she's too young for that!" leah asked her eyebrows raising as she spoke, the rest of the girls humming in agreement as alessia took a sip of her drink.

"she's four leah, it was her first day of reception today" alessia reminded the girls on your age before explaining more so to the international girls who may not of understood how the schooling system is the uk works, alessia getting a few ah’s in response.

"what, are you sure. she's too tiny for that" kyra said as alessia sighed the young australian had clearly not heard a single thing that the blonde had just said, too occupied by swirling the ice in her drink.

"i'm positive kyra." alessia smiled taking a sip of her own drink, pulling out her phone to show the group the photos she had took of you this morning in your school uniform, your hair nicely done in two plaits as you stood proudly with your backpack on your back.

“gosh look at how grown up she looks!” beth beams as she scrolls through the set of photos, the rest of the girls pouting at the sight of you all grown up.

“i just dropped her off and she ran in didn't even look back to say bye" alessia told the group as a few chuckles came from them knowing how you liked to act like a big girl and be independent only asking for help when you absolutely needed it.

“don’t blink too fast then less cause before you know it you’ll be dropping her off for her first day of uni!” leah nudged the blonde as gave a sad smile.

“leah don’t your breaking the poor girls heart by making her think about that!” beth said with a shake of the head as alessia hummed agreeing with what beth had just said.

"tiny is not so tiny anymore!”

[bittersweet-folder]

□ NERDY ✧･ﾟ:

♤ pairing: Tutor! (& student) Wonwoo and fem student!reader [he's a masters student while reader is in end of third year studying for her bachelor's degree, so both are at the legal age] [established relationship au!]

♤synopsis: just studying and then ranting to your nerdy boyfriend which takes quite a sweet "sweet" turn.

♤ warning: this is a smut fic by the way. mentions of explicit letters, dumb sex jokes (?) , oral (fem receiving, reader gets shy easily), shirtless wonwoo (honestly this needs a warning) , lots of smooching in different places🫶.

♤ word count: 2148 (I went overboard-) ♤ MASTERLIST

♤ tag list: @hongmingoo , @shuabby1994 , @unlikelysublimekryptonite , @asyre , @soobunsbuns , @nishloves , @aaniag , @sikuthealien , @jespecially , @lizza2001 , @zierose-freak , @thepoopdokyeomtouched .

(Scratched out means you either changed your username or I couldn't find your blog)

A/N: This is my first ever smut I've written. I've been inactive asf due to a lotta things, college assignments, viva exams, studying and getting my shit together. Neither my mental health has been soo good. But anyways babyloves I'm back with this postt letting y'all know I'm alive~ love y'all. It is proofread but let me know if there's any mistake 🎀

Sitting on your messy bed with books and copies splayed around you, your eyes go through the words on the page of your book. Exams were around the corner, knocking on door like some unwanted alarm early in the morning. And to state it quite clearly, you were absolutely exhausted. Your boyfriend Wonwoo, who was also your tutor, was there to accompany you in your long study sessions. But in a way he was more like a study partner. He was studying for his masters degree while you were studying for your bachelors in third year. And you both were literature students. And at that very moment Wonwoo wasn't being helpful at all. He was dressed in casual wear, a simple black tee and grey sweatpants. Except his tee was gone a long while ago. He was now walking around in just grey sweatpants, absorbed in reading a book. You take glances every now. Your concentration gets disrupted while your mind gets a little too crowded with more inappropriate thoughts. And your reading material definitely made you question why you are even reading such scandalous things. You noted more points on your draft paper, almost done with the draft work. You let out an exhausted sigh and laid down on the bed as your back was giving out. Wonwoo was going back and forth walking in your room, looked up and asked with a soft smile laced on his lips “tired, love?”.

You stare at the ceiling, mouth slightly parted as a soft sigh leaves. You let yourself wrap in the softness of the bed. You were just, well, frustrated because of the exams and quite turned on by the sight of your studious boyfriend walking around, in your room, half naked. 

“Yeah Wonu I am…” you said you're a bit hoarse from staying quiet for too long.

“You seem quite exhausted. Something's on your mind?” he said as he sat beside you. You feel the mattress rise on the side of your head as he sits on the bed. 

“Yeah.. I'm just so exhausted but there's so much to cover… am I doing enough even?” you muttered, the self doubt reflecting very clearly through your words. 

“Take a break, you heard me. Take a break. Don't doubt yourself so much when you're this tired” 

“But..” 

“No buts,” 

“Any rants you got there while skimming through your reads?” he smirks knowing you must've had something on your mind, something itching your brains out. 

“My brain's blank. I want to sleep but I want to eat, there are just too many wars, too many criticisms and James Joyce was a freak in disguise!!” you exasperated. Wonwoo laughed out loud with you abruptly concluding something scandalous about the author. 

“Well, so was his wife Nora. I mean they were quite in love despite having this sort of letters written to each other and of course there were some problems in their relationship too” Wonwoo stated. 

“Yes of course in love and all but that's not the point. The point is the lecherous lewd letters they exchanged. I felt like I walked into a couple fucking like there's no tomorrow!? Like excuse me, please chill!?” you exclaimed. 

“I know I know” he chuckled while agreeing with you. You sit up beside him. Close to him, your back resting on the headboard of the bed. Your eyes take a quick glance at his bare abdomen. You looked at him, your lips pressed in a thin line. 

“They were freaky. Good for them for having such a raunchy sex life. Anyways I'm hungry.” you stated impassively. He let out a chortle.

“Hungry for what exactly?” his voice rasps clearly through the stillness of the room. You gasp dramatically reading right through the innuendo. 

“How impolite of you to ask me about something this suggestive so crudely” you say in a dramatic tone with a coy look on your face. Your silly dramatic antics were nothing new to him. 

“Oh really but I was just asking what exactly do you want to eat you know?” Wonwoo had a sly look on his face. 

“Oh my. Really? I want coffee and one chocolate pastry. I ain't hungry for your cock, I'm hungry for some real food instead.” you say while your gaze traveled from his eyes to his lips. 

“Well, being brazen with your words as always, hmm? your eyes say otherwise, love” his voice was softer than before. 

“Oh do they? Can't help it when my boyfriend decides to just stay half naked around me, walking in my room, so absorbed in the book”

“Does that turn you on or something?” he teases. 

“Using knowledge for seducing works for me if that's what you're asking. I mean having such an intelligent boyfriend is quite interesting”

He knew how you found knowledgeable people attractive. And he was one of them. And he was your boyfriend for a long time indeed, so he knew exactly what you were talking about. 

“So am I getting a coffee and pastry break? Would you treat me??” you ask. 

“Well sweetheart I certainly would treat you but I want something in return too” his gaze averted down on your lips which were apparently also coated with lip balm. A transparent one which made them look more nourished and glossy. 

“Aren't you being quite obvious about what you want Wonu” you tease. Your heart skipped a beat as he leaned in closer, arms touching, your head turned to the left. The distance between lips several centimeters apart. You turn to face him. A soft breath leaves your lips. His arm slides around your waist pulling you closer on his lap. His bare chest presses against your clothed one as you staddle and settle on his lap. 

“So what if I'm being obvious? I still want to feel your lips on mine” his voice was raspy, words cutting through the tension in the air between. You breathe sharply at the close proximity. 

“You may” I mutter. He smirks and presses his lips on yours in a searing kiss. His pink lips moved in a rhythm against your lips. His tongue darted against your lips tasting the cherry flavor on his tongue. The soft passionate kiss soon turned into a heated one. As your cloth covered body stays flushed against his bare chest his hand slowly makes its way to cup your boob over your tee. His big hand fondles your boob while his thumb rubs over your clothed nipple. A gasp leaves your lips. He makes it an opportunity to deepen the kiss with his tongue. The eagerness to want more in that kiss was maddening enough as you moan into the kiss. He pins you on the bed. Your back laid on the soft sheets of the bed, your cheek flushed as he broke the kiss enough for you both to take a breath. You try to catch your breath.The desire of craving more was tangible as you feel his warm breathing fanning on your flushed cheek.

“Wonu.. want more please” you murmured against his lips. His hand finds their way to your waist grabbing on the right side as he presses sloppy kisses along your jaw. He moves downwards pressing more sloppy kisses on your neck. A trembling sigh leaves your lips. His nose catches the lingering faint smell of your shampoo and body lotion. A scent which was very much ‘you’,soft and homely. 

“Mind if we take a little longer break? You've been studying for a long time now and fuck..I want you now baby” he mutters against the skin of your neck. 

“Please..” 

“Please what, love” he smiled softly. The heat rises in your cheeks. 

“Can you touch me more..?” you murmur to his ear. He nibbles on the skin on your neck, just near the pulse while his hand slipped under your tee slowly pushing it up exposing more of your skin. He lifts you up a little to take off the t-shirt of your body leaving you in your bra. 

“God you're so beautiful” he says under his breath, his eyes admiring your half naked form. The blood rushed through your cheeks and ears as you looked away shyly. 

“Eyes on me, baby”

His fingers held you by the chin, turning  your gaze back to him. The desire in between was palpable. The distance again shortens in between as your chest touches his bare one. He pressed a few bites and sucked on your neck and chest to leave prominent little marks. You felt the heat coursing through your body as he slowly slid his fingers underneath your shorts. He pressed up himself more in between your legs making you feel his evident hardness against your core. His breathing became a bit ragged, getting desperate to remove the restrictions between and eager to get even closer to you. With ease he slid his hand underneath your back and unclasped the bra. He removed your bra and threw it aside on the bed. His face became a bit flushed as he saw your half bare body exposed to him. Just for him. He leans down pressing a few wet kisses before pressing an open mouth kiss on your left nipple. Your breathing quickens as his hand slowly pulls down your shorts. Your fingers ran through his hair as he flicked his tongue on your nipple. His fingers quickly pull down the elastic band of your shorts and then your panties. He discarded those on the other side of the bed leaving you completely bare in front of him.

“Fuck you take my breath away..” He mutters as his gaze trails over your naked form. 

He left a trail of wet kisses while moving lower and lower when he finally settled himself right between your thighs close to your wet core. His hands squeezed the flesh of your thighs. He still had his glasses on, locking eyes with you. Your breathing was uneven, face flushed and with him looking right into your eyes didn't help the situation or the position you both were in either. 

“Yahh! Open your glasses or they'll break!” 

“Oh no sweetheart they stay on when I eat you out the way they always do” He had that smug grin on his which you really wanted to slap away if that was possible. 

He dove right in licking right through your wet folds making you gasp. You feel his wet tongue flicking and swirling at the entrance of your cunt. You moan as he pressed up more with his nose bumping on your clit. He wraps his lips on your clit. He lightly sucks on it while his tongue swirls around it. You squirm under his touch, your breathing grew heavier. He smirks and then pushes his tongue in your slick entrance making your toes curl. 

“Wonuu~ fuck-” you moan as he continue his motions knowing how sensitive you're feeling right now eager to get a release. You grasp his soft hair with your fingers pushing his head just a little more, just so he pushes you closer to the edge. 

“Oh- fuck~” You mewl. He continues his movements over your clit and then your entrance giving equal attention to both to stimulate you further. Your moans and grasping his hair was definitely not helping him. His pants felt uncomfortably tight given the fact he was turned on. He grinds a little on the bed as he continues his actions with his tongue on your cunt. You kept moaning and gasping under him as you felt getting closer to the edge. 

“Wonu I'm close~” I mutter softly followed by a gasp leaving your lips. You felt him moan against your wetness which was enough to push you to come undone. And you do with your body shuddering as he grips your thighs digging his fingers onto the flesh. He continues his actions with his tongue cleaning you up which follows with him coming. He moans against your cunt. 

“Wonuu- did you-” You asked feeling a little puzzled. He lifts his face, his chin glazed with the slick from eating you out.

“Well yeah I did baby I did come, untouched, I just couldn't help it” He sits up, still positioned in between your thighs as he pulls you by your thighs.You yelp softly as he does that. 

“You taste so good, love”

He hovers on top of you as he presses his wet lips on yours. You feel him smirk against your lips and you taste yourself too. His hand slides around your waist. I pull back just a little to mumble against his lips “you're cocky as hell too Jeon Wonwoo” I grin. “You love it anyways baby, and I'll get your treats after some time too ‘kay?” he mutters against your lips. “mmm okay” you say and smile softly. 

[kalpeavaris]

Solver Marks - a MD headcanon

I think some peeps have seen it before on my art, but I absolutely love adding arrow markings on some of my OCs and even fan-interpretations of canon characters, and I really wanna share this headcanon with other peeps!

I've seen similar concepts/markings before and it's such a cool design aspect that I wanna spread it some more (pun intended)! :]

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What are Solver Marks exactly? Solver Marks, or Solver Arrows, are a visual representation of a Solver infection in Drones. While a host or user (non-host) already have some visual differences indicating their status as infected, such as wings, tail, the emblem for the eye and/or eyes & LEDs changing to yellow during hosting the AS, the marks/arrows stick around as a semi-permanent sign of an infection. Similar to a scar or stretchmark these markings never fully fade, even if the Solver is exorcised from a Drone's OS, and they can appear at random all over its User's body.

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Do these marks have any special abilities? By themselves, the marks don't have special abilities that enhance or strenghten a user's Solver abilities, but they do have some traits, such as 1.) Glowing when in use (usually the marking itself glows white, while the surrounding sheen corresponds to the LED color(s) of a Drone). 2.) Growing/branching off in number corresponding to the user's strenght / ability usage. Some of these branched arrows may fade/disappear fully again after the Solver powers stop being used, but the main markings won't fade out.

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What do they look like? Solver Marks come in many varities and can appear anywhere on the body, though some of the placements may correspond to certain traits in the host/user. Placements such as the upper body, arms & legs are quite common, while facial marks or those on the back are less common and can range into "rare" territory.

The markings often "snake" around limbs such as the arms and legs, creating spirals and bands on these limbs. Inactive marks appear in a dark color, but can also be lighter - but they're never too light as to vanish against the drone's body colors. Marks on dark/black areas however will turn white when inactive, so they're always visible in most cases. Some marks may also be fully colored corresponding to the Drone's LED color, though these cases aren't that common.

Solver Marks are always in resemblance of arrows, but their shape is never 100% the same and differs slightly from Drone to Drone due to it's organic nature. They're sort of like tattoos and therefore aren't 100% similar, even if their code appears the same when viewed.

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How does the "rarity" system work? Usually the amount & placement of markings and why they're "common" or "rare" has to do with both the age of the drone and the amount of time they had their powers/infection, as well as the general strenght of their infection. Not every solver-infected Drone has the same or similar power level.

A freshly infected drone may have none to very little markings which usually show up on the upper body or arm/hands, while drones who'd been infected for much longer (e.g 5-10 years and above) are often times in possession of quite a lot of markings that extend into the facial & back area.

Children of solver-infected drones who inherit the Solver code may also already have a certain amount of markings when their OS gets transitioned to their final body, with some rare cases already having these markings in the UNN form (pill babys). Placements may also be inherited from the infected parent(s).

One of the rarest placements is the black visor part, where the code for these markings glitches and has the visor display an LED marking next to the eyes. This happens when the Solver code executing these physical changes misjudges the placement, gets "confused" and adapts (mutates) the code into working as LED generated symbol, similar to the eyes.

The code for the Solver Marks is very unique in nature as in: It mutates & learns, in order to not trigger the anti-virus of the Drone's OS and possibly get interferred with. Solver Marks play a vital role in the Solver infection in this headcanon, so if the marking code gets messed up by the anti-virus the Solver Infection might become incredibly unstable and cause issues over time.

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Can these markings become dangerous to the affected drone? Usually, the markings do not cause any damage or discomfort to the affected drone, though rare cases may occur in which the markings cause pain due to either a corrupted piece of coding or general issues with controlling the Solver infection itself. Sometimes the markings will cause physical harm due to these corrupted pieces, causing them to actually turn into scarring and causing injuries, which can be healed though if the corrupted piece of code is either removed from the Drone's OS or the Solver itself corrects the mistake (depending on the Drone's power level).

Since the markings are semi-sentient and can move / evolve on their own, their goal is not to cause harm or mutate, but rather to preserve the Solver infection and making it harder to be removed from a Drone's OS since the code for the marks also stores backups for the Solver itself, causing it to regenerate if these bits of backups aren't removed alongside the OG Solver code itself.

[isuggestforcefem]

Hey, I'm a generally unhappy cis guy(afaik), and I've thought to myself that I wish I had been born a girl, but I'm not exactly sure why. I fear I'm just projecting an internalized manosphere/incel-esque "women have it easier" perspective onto my present loneliness. For my entire adult life, my actions(and general inaction) have/has been controlled by the desire to not be the type of man that all men are stereotyped to be in certain spaces, the view of which I know not be true now, but that I worry I heard and believed at too early and formative an age. How do I know I'm actually trans and not just a man who hates the box that is manhood? The thing is, I really don't care about what other men think of me. They could call me a faggot/whatever, but patriarchy as enforced by women just hits all the harder in my experience. Terfs have done far more to dissuade me from pursuing this line of thought than normie transphobic men ever have. As in, the idea that I will only ever be the predator/monster I was destined to become.

I don't even know what I'm saying here at this point. Do you relate to any of what I've said? Any suggestions? :3

That seems pretty trans to me. How do you know you are? That’s simple. Give being a girl a honest, genuine try. Maybe just with your friends, or with a reduced comitee. And not a one day try that stops when you realize you feel slightly uncomfortable when called she. Because, where does that discomfort come from. From not wanting to be called that, or from wanting to, so desperately, but knowing you’re not supposed to?

Finally, you are not a predator for wanting to be a girl. What wanting to be a girl means is just that you might be one. Autogynephilia isn’t real

[trashfangirlsworld]

Hello! I've been inactive due to the current events in the mcyt community, but I've been keeping up with the qsmp admin situation and I thought I'd share some opinions because the amount of doomposting I've seen the last few weeks has been more than I've seen in any fandom in a while and I feel like it's reached the point where people really need to chill the fuck out because they're not thinking straight and actively not helping. Everything I'm gonna say is based on stuff I've seen on both tumblr and twitter.

they should not promote/release merch! : one of the things that baffles me the most tbh; how do you expect any employee to be payed then? Merch is so far the only big source of income for the server besides q's own cc salary or whatever income they get through the official qsmp channel on twitch and youtube (which I don't think is a lot). "I get that they said they have no funds, but still it doesn't feel right"... sorry but at this point I don't know what to tell you, do you expect them to pull money out of their asses? You can't demand that they stop making merch and then complain that they can't afford the twitter admins at the same time. If you don't feel comfortable buying anything from them it's fine obviously, but if your reason for it is that you're helping the admins then I have bad news for you. I have seen people propose that quackity sets up a patreon, and while I think it would be a good idea, I understand why he's not doing it, since with the merch he can at least give something back to the people that choose to support his project instead of people just giving him money for free, especially with what's happening now. Also with how much hate he's been receiving simply for the merch I can't imagine that a patreon would be recieved well.

we don't know if the money is going to the admins/ they should not use pomme's likeness! : the money is definitely going to go to the employees and admins because otherwise the server would not last. And as much as I understand people feeling protective over pomme's admin, quackity studios is very much allowed to sell merch of the character because it is not the likeness of the admin, it's a minecraft model made by the people that work there. Would you have rathered they skip her character entirely? Do you really think that would have been okay?. Also correct me if I'm wrong, but I've seen posts and tweets saying that pomme's admin has been confirmed to come back with the other eggs whenever it happens by pierre, who talked with her admin.

the admins of the update accounts got fired, it means they want to fire everyone, they aren't making things better! : it sucks that the updates accounts had to end and I feel bad for every twitter admin that clearly cared a lot about the project, but unfortunately it had to happen if there simply isn't enough money to pay them adequately like they deserved and ultimately the update accounts were not essential to keep the project going, so it makes sense that they were let go unfortunately. This is not gonna be the case for the egg admins because if they got fired (which they didn't), the server would basically end. Just because a cc does not know when they will be back does not mean it's not gonna happen. Just because tubbo randomly said that he's not sure if they will be back does not mean they were fired; tubbo is normally not a reliable source of information, even less so when he's been live nonstop for the past 20 days, which is prior to everything happening. If you genuinely didn't expect a reduction in non essential staff considering everything, then you have unreasonable expectations on how this stuff goes. As I write this, I'm seeing people saying that "they would understand this decision if q had set up a patreon to pay the admins", and once again I don't understand how people don't realize why quackity might not be keen on the idea of having his fans pay his own employees for his own project instead of, you know, doing it himself; and, again, do not fool yourself into thinking it would be recieved well. That being said, it's fair to criticize how everything was communicated to the admins, but I'll get to this in more detail later.

quackity should not have uninstalled social media, he's trying to avoid everything! : he's not avoiding anything, he's been off social media for a while now, which is why it took him that long to remove wilbur from the server. He has every right to not want to look at social media, as his focus should be on restructuring his server instead of doomscrolling on twitter because people think he needs to see how much people dislike him. The only people that he should talk to are those that have important information to tell him, like josè with the document. He explicitly said on stream where to contact him if you have helpful information and I'm sure that despite multiple well liked posts saying not to spam his email, people are definitely doing it anyway, which is probably gonna slow the whole thing down even more. I hope josè's document is able to be seen with pierre's help as well.

quackity studios is not communicating with their employees and leaving them in the dark and that's not okay : I agree with this. i think a huge chunk of doomposting lately has been due the lack of communication not with the audience, but with the admins, and they deserve to know what is happening behind the scenes more then us since this is about their current or future job.... that being said, I do kind of understand why they're being so secretive and shutting everyone out, and that's due to all the "leaks" that have been spread online. I understand the anger but I really wish some people would realize that discussing leaked bts lore stuff in ccs discord servers does not help the situation at all and instead makes it seem like they're only doing this to rile up the fandom against quackity studios by using the lore of people's fav characters.

At the end of the day, I think people just aren't used to dealing with a situation that does not have a clear cut solution and someone to clearly hate, so the result is this doomposting and the over aggressiveness toward anything related to the project. Personally, I haven't witnessed anything that made me lose faith in the qsmp like some people have been saying, as every change that we've seen so far coincides with what quackity said on stream a while ago. I only wish things were communicated properly to the admins clearly, as they're the ones most affected, so I hope that's resolved soon. Ultimately quackity is singlehandedly restructuring the server from basically zero, has had to fire people that were misusing money and power and, depending on what josè's document said, is probably gonna have to fire some more. This is not an easy process, nor a quick one, you're not gonna hear about sunshine and rainbows for a while and doomposting about everything you hear because you expected quick change is useless. Think before you speak, have a clear head and most importantly have empathy.

[tarohugs]

to my first (l.jn)

►idol!lee jeno x reader

► angst (of course), childhood bff jeno, slightly toxic jeno (or very...)

► w/c 1.0k

►a/n not very long but wanted to feed you guys something since i've been so inactive. sorry for all the jeno content but i know y'all will enjoy

“Grow up y/n. It’s time we move on from this.”

Jeno is your childhood bestfriend. Or, was, your child bestfriend.

After he moved to Seoul to pursue his journey as an idol, he managed to keep some contact with you. This didn’t last for long though. With the strenuous hours he was instructed to train and schooling, he had little time for communication. Of course, this broke your heart as a teenage girl, but you moved on regardless as time progressed.

Today, you meet with Jeno as he came home for the first time in years for Christmas break. The company always gave him little time for rest and insisted that he spend holidays in Seoul to maximaze his training. When you heard Jeno was coming back, you were ecstatic to rekindle.

You had hours of news and gossip to fill Jeno in. Although your relationship was not what it used to be, you were adults and were aware that this would occur. As a result, you tried to keep contact with Jeno and follow up with him when time allowed.

You were always the first one to reach out to Jeno, however, you were quite disappointed when he failed to tell you himself that he would be visiting home. Why would Jeno not tell you? You had just assumed the best - he was going to surprise you.

The surprise you had in mind was much different then what he actually brought home. Jeno had a girlfriend.

She is beautiful. Her style was feminine and clean, right up Jeno’s ally. Her figure was delicate and contrasted the falling pursuit of snow that surrounded her as she and Jeno held hands, walking to the doorstep to greet his family.

His family had invited you over, ecstatic to see you two reconnect after years of little contact. Jeno’s family had always been fond of you, teasing that one day you would be their in-law. Of course, you denied all accusations. You and Jeno were nothing more than friends and he made that extremely clear as he introduced everyone to his girlfriend, Yena.

Everyone looked at you when Jeno had presented his relationship, but you couldn’t help but smile. You were happy for Jeno, you had to be. Jealousy wasn’t a pleasant emotion, you had to avoid it, even if it were calling your name.

You couldn’t compare to Yena. Everything about her was perfect. You understood why she was so lucky to claim Jeno as hers. Even when you two made eye contact, nothing about her read as insecure knowing you were Jeno’s bestfriend.

As dinner time approached, you tried your best to converse with him, but to no avail, he was too busy catching up with the rest of his bloodline. You were confused to why Jeno had never told you he had a girlfriend, not that he needed to, just some form of updates would have been acceptable. Reaching to sit in the chair next to Jeno hoping that this would be your opportunity to catch up with the boy, you were immediately swatted away. He claimed the spot was saved for Yena, fair game.

Instead you sat by his cousins on the opposite end. You were disappointed. Extremely disappointed. Jealousy couldn’t even cross your mind, just anger. Anger for the boy that promised you so many things when he was young. Angry that he didn’t even care about your existence.

This isn’t the Jeno you know. You had to get him back - which is what led you to the conversation you were in now.

“Grow up y/n. It’s time we move on from this.” Jeno had stated harshly once you finally had time to speak with him privately.

Tears threatened to spill from your eyes, but you were stronger than this. “Jeno, I just don’t get it. Why don’t you care for me anymore. I get that you have a girlfriend and I’m happy for you. But can’t you at least care for me a little?” You had spilled your true feelings for Jeno, all except your actual romantic feelings about the boy.

Of course you had liked him when you were younger, that’s just how girls and boys act when they’re kids. Even as you grew into adulthood, you moved past your small crush. But part of you will always hold a place in your heart for the boy that first earned it. Lee Jeno.

“Listen, I don’t know what’s gotten into your head. We were just kids that grew apart. We were never bestfriends after I moved away. We’ve talked no more than 10 times over text, is that what a bestfriend is to you?”

Ouch. Jeno offered no sympathy. You had reached out many times to try and catch up with him. He was always the one to ignore you but you excused his actions for his busy work schedule.

How had you missed so many signs he was giving you? For the first time, you felt defeated. For the first time, Jeno had failed to make you feel respected. He hated you.

You had no words to offer Jeno. All you wanted was to curl into a ball and cry away your sorrows. But you couldn’t. You would have to give an explanation to the rest of Jeno’s family for your early departure and reject Yena’s continuous motions to become friendly. You couldn’t do that to the rest of them, even Yena, the girl that you should detest.

Jeno noticed you were at a lost for words and offered to end the conversation there with a single phrase. “Look y/n, I don’t know what is going on in that head of yours, but I need to get this through. We’re adults and you need to act like it. Our relationship from us being kids stopped as soon as I moved away, you know this. You never mattered to me, get that through your head.”

Lee Jeno had just broken your heart. He was the first one to give you butterflies and he was the first to cause heartbreak. He had managed to do it all.

Even through all of this you couldn’t deny, Lee Jeno will always be remembered as your first love.