#a chain perhaps 👁️👁️

[trippin-chippin]

So I’ve seen this art trend on YouTube that people would choose what monster they’d be, and well…. ⬇️

I think I’d be a wendigo :)

If y’all wanna start a chain with what monsters y’all would be, you can! ^^

[diejager]

4 when requests r open.. How wld u Feel abt a bear hybrid reader who’s slick is .. Honey ? 👁️

—🍯

Cw: weirdly sweet cum???, smut, oral sex, overstimulation, tell me if I missed any. Honey, what’s going on in that pretty head of yours??

Perhaps you shouldn’t have eaten so much honey, the sweet goodness that you indulged in when it was given to you in abundance, a rare treat to normal bear but a common dish to you. You loved honey like Pooh liked it, always seen with a small jar and lips stained with the sweet treat, tasting as sweet as honey whenever they walked up to kiss you, pressing themselves so close to you and lips devouring any groan from you, tongue lathering your lip to taste the honey from it and steal a taste of you from your mouth.

Gaz and Soap had always liked the sugary taste of you, your honeyed lips, your honeyed tongue and honeyed mouth, every part of you was sweet, a sugary treat to men like them when you were a big and grizzled bear. A Kodiak bear with both size and strength, but a soft and tender heart, and even sweeter lips that Gaz loved kissing and biting whenever he crossed your path, pulling you by the collar and passionately kissing you. A gentle but powerful wave crashing against you for something as simple as a taste and affection, his hands wandering down and holding you against him by the waist. Soap was more eager than Gaz, rough and devouring with his kiss, chaining you to his body by the hips, hands teasingly grasping at your ass and grinding against you to instigate you, push you further into his arms.

Then you found yourself always so, so sensitive, your core spiking in a strong pulse, sharp and boiling. You blamed it on the Scot, who couldn’t hold his tongue after he ate you like a starved man, left to dry out and hunger without food or water, gorging himself on your now sugary slick, the old tangy and salty flavour turned soft and sweet as honey. He shared it with Ghost, who had manhandled you to his room, stripping you naked and spread over his cold sheets while his tongue laved across your slit, the tip teasing your clit with soft circles and dipped into your drooling cunt. He groaned and moaned at the taste of you, burying himself between your thighs, nose bumping your throbbing nub and tongue curling deep inside of you to pull more sweet slick from your warmth and down his throat. 

From Ghost, it reached Gaz, who’s ears practically perked up at the temptation, sliding from one darkened wall to the other until he found you in the rec room with a small cup of honey and a finger in your mouth. He was rather forceful - surprisingly strong against your bear-like strength - in his demand, bending you over the counter, ass upturned and head buried in your arms while you mewled and panted, left a victim to Gaz’s skillful tongue. The way he dove in and curled, swirling your sweet slick around his tongue and drinking it all in, his lips placed firmly around your fluttering hole, drinking your cum like he would water. 

The from him, Price was the last to be aware, ordering you to his office for a taste. You sent his papers and pens to the floor, your flaying arms knocking things over in your search for purchase while he held you down by the hip, groaning when you closed your thighs around his head and fingers pulling his hair, locked in and tugging him closer and closer. He murmured praises, complimenting you for your magical body —one of a kind, he said, to have one’s slick tasting like honey. 

They left you panting and limping, walking around the halls with a powerful throb between your legs after every servings, grumbling under your breath at their insatiable tongues. Perhaps you shouldn’t have made it a habit, now that they made it a show of stocking up your reserve of honey with bigger and larger containers, grins stretching the corners of their lips. 

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[acourtofthought]

Apropos of nothing, it's just something I was ruminating on because as much as I rag on Az, I do think he has a soft heart underneath it all that wants to help people and that makes me all mushy for him. I know people want to make the scene where Az rescues Elain purely romantic (and sure it CAN be read as such) but after reading ACOSF and piecing together the timeline, Az is practically fresh out of Sangravah, he saw the absolute horrors inflicted on the priestesses and what was done to Gwyn so like... OF COURSE he's gonna wanna haul ass out to save Elain? I don't think for a second has nothing to do with the possessive mate thing like so many of them want it to be (re: the argument az didn't jump to save gwyn from the rite like he jumped to save elain from hybern) Like why would he NOT volunteer to rescue her immediately after seeing those nightmares first hand?? He would have done the exact same thing for Mor or literally any of the women in the IC because that's the kind of guy that he is (also might I add that he didn't lose control in the Hybern camp and go feral and kill everyone like he did at Sangravah, when, as spymaster, he absolutely should have taken some hostages 👁️)

Wow, you bring up such a good point and something I never considered!

Feyre's birthday is the longest night of the year (so December 21st).

Her wedding ceremony was 2 weeks later, around January 4 and Rhys called in their bargain for the first time which takes us to January 11.

One month later he called in the bargain again which takes us to say, February 11.

One week after that she escapes to the NC for good (February 18) where she sleeps through at least one night.

Rhys flew Feyre to the HOW for the first time where we get confirmation Sangravah was attacked three days prior so we'll say he rescued Gwyn on about February 16.

ACOWAR starts in June however a few weeks pass while Feyre remains and until Az / Cassian save Feyre as she's being dragged across the ice by her hair wrapped in bands of fire.

Estimates have ACOWAR ending August which is when Az and Feyre rescue Elain.

6 months have passed since he walked in on Gwyn's assault.

2 months have passed since he witnessed Feyre being drug by her hair, bound and gagged.

We get our first hints of Azriel's savior complex in ACOMAF:

Azriel just shook his head. “I’ll go. The Prison sentries know me—what I am.” I wondered if the shadowsinger was usually the first to throw himself into danger.

We get proof of Azriel's need for heroics later in the series, to be the protector:

toward Mor and Azriel—“to monitor me.” So this was where Azriel had gone—right to the loft. To no doubt spare Mor from enduring Amren Duty alone. But Amren’s tone … cranky, yes, but perhaps a bit of a front, too. To banish that too-fragile gleam in Cassian’s eyes. “We’re not monitoring you,” Mor said, tapping her foot on the carpet. “We’re monitoring the Book.” (Mor was monitoring the Book yet Az insisted on joining her)

“Call off your dog,” Amren said with that lethal tone. Because the shadow in the corner behind Amren … that was Azriel. The obsidian hilt of Truth-Teller in his scarred hand. He’d moved without my realizing it—though I had no doubt the others had likely been aware.

The argument with Rhys this morning had been swift and brutal: Azriel insisted he could fly—fight with the legions, as they’d planned. Rhys refused. Cassian refused. Azriel threatened to slip into shadow and fight anyway. Rhys merely said that if he so much as tried, he’d chain Azriel to a tree. And Azriel … It was only when Mor had entered the tent and begged him—begged him with tears in her eyes—that he relented. Agreed to be eyes and ears and nothing else.

Not that he's does these things for fame or glory, I think he does them because it's the only way he feels worthy. Like it's his penance to pay in order to remain part of his family.

We know he wasn't there to save Mor or stop the way his mother was treated. He wasn't there to stop what happened to the priestesses in time. And he was nearly too late to save Feyre, the last two things being very recent.

So here we have this other female who he sees is in need of saving and he's sitting there watching Nesta and Cassian debate her fate and it's really not that surprising, knowing what we know of Az, that he jumped in to volunteer, despite the danger. Danger has never once mattered to Az.

In the right circumstances, a male coming to rescue the female could be romantic, but in this instance and when you look at the entire picture and who Az is as a character (not to mention the evidence that he's still not over Mor at that time), his rescue of Elain is anything but.

To me, he doesn't look at Elain as wanting to save her because it's her. He wants to save her for a chance to find some sort of redemption because of all the other females he was unable to save in time and I think that has played a small part in why he eventually gravitates toward her. Because she represents his personal triumph, the time he wasn't too late. And as with everything in the E/riel setup, it always seems to be more about him and his issues than Elain as an individual.

Thanks for bringing up such a great point!

[amgianfar]

15 questions for 15 Friends

Tagged by mah lovely moot @florahydevt 💙💙💙

Are you named after anyone?

well, not anyone but something. my name comes from Gianfar/Giausar/Ginfar, the colloquial name of lambda draconis, the last star from the draco constellation. funny that i've had this name for years and still don't know it's pronounced.

there's so little cultural info about it on western internet 😭 i wanna know so much.

When was the last time you cried?

new year 2022 iirc... I can be sad and upset, but it's hard to shed a tear. Anyone wanna trade E for T? 🙏

Do you have kids?

nop. never!

What sports do/have you played?

none perhaps (" . _ .)

Do you use sarcasm?

rarely.

What is the first thing you notice about people?

irl: how they dress. online: their meme responses 👁️👁️

What's your eye color?

orange! (we're talking about vtubers in this chain, right?)

Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings! I can't with horror....

Any talents?

i guess art and graphic design?

Where were you born?

me? Gongaga. oh, there goes an unexpected sarcasm

What are your hobbies?

manwhas, anime, gaming, art ... is watching video essays a hobby?

Do you have any pets?

three cats and three dogs <3 luv my Alka. we share bed and office chair and is such a princess.

How tall are you?

30cm according to a friend (" . - . )

Favorite subject in school?

philosophy! ig it was a combination of a cool teacher and angsty teenager period w depression and on an existential crisis wanting to make sense of things

Dream Job?

perhaps a paper toy maker. it'd be cool to somehow make a living out of such niche.

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[aro-simp]

💚, 👁️, and 📅 for the dark ask?

YAY THANK YOUUU

doing this for both Siren S/I (Nisk, it/he) and Dragon S/I (Ardith, he/him) (with Cahir yayayayay) (Each relationship has its own AU)

💚 What do both of you want from the relationship? Are either of you getting it?

Ardith wants to see Cahir punished for his past actions, he thinks he needs to protect the man from himself and a life of sin. But he also keeps him as a trophy, Cahir is a high ranking man, claiming someone such as him as your own expresses a certain power. Cahir was at first entirely opposed to their relationship, considering it's almost entirely built on his suffering, but Ardith's possessiveness has proven itself valuable many times. The dragon keeps him save from the outside world.

Nisk is just in it because it's curious as shit. Cahir is like a toy to him, a very attractive toy, but a toy nonetheless. It greatly enjoys being able to make Cahir writhe and squirm in pain, fear or lust. Entertainment is what he wants, and gets, out of it. Cahir is not quite aware of what he wants, and if he wants their union at all. He does not know how much of his feelings are influenced by the hypnotic powers of a siren. But mostly he craves satisfaction, which Nisk provides, or not, quite unreliably to always keep him on edge.

👁️ Is there anyone else in your f/o's universe who knows about your relationship? How do they feel about it?

Others know about Ardith and Cahir, mostly because Ardith's habit to keep Cahir on a collar and chain is not all that subtle. Most strangers do not care, besides being generally weirded out. However Ardith also makes sure they do not go out into public as often, to shield his priced possession from greedy eyes. The most outrage they caused was when Cahir insisted to negotiate with the witchers at Kaer Morhen. Geralt was mostly unsure if the largely inhumane treatment of Cahir appalled him, or if he was glad someone was keeping him in check.

With Nisk and Cahir it's more or less just a general assumption the Nilfgaardian court has about one of its knights. Cahir is often seen welcoming a strange man into his quarters and behaving oddly around bodies of water or snow. There have been times he came in drenched and would not speak to a single guard and then awake the next day with no memory what has happened. Nearly every night feathers can be found at his window sill. And one especially cold winter day, someone claimed, he even ventured out into the garden and was later found completely nude and nearly frozen to death but covered in a thousand kissing marks. The people know something is going on, something very unusual, something, perhaps, demonic.

📅 When you first saw their source material, did you know you wanted to explore this dynamic with them? Has your selfship dynamic changed since you first started shipping with them?

For Ardith definitely yes, I saw Cahir in all his questionable glory and was immediately attracted to him but also couldn't really let that feeing sit without a deep urge to see him punished.

For Nisk I really came up with it on a whim maybe two months ago.

[the-chessboard-is-personal]

welp! I had a whole two days of stuff but it got deleted when the computer died! anyway same warnings as last reblog apply but this will be a recap of the two days and a liveblog of the next. I really need to get back to my project-

I found and raided a mosuleum, got so much stuff (particularly blight mold) that I had to take more than three trips back to my base (which is like 10k blocks away) and am still currently in the process of doing that, I got some deepslate altars and am probably gonna try to do the ritual thing today, I got- holy fuck why did that startle me so much

THE

anyway I got some occult veils, potions, gels, runes, a plinth, pillars, eerie idols, a TON of blight mold, charonite and anirrum, and everything you'd expect to get from a mausoleum except for the chains. urghhh I really shouldn't be playing this for another day but whatever

5:52 PM I'm a bit drowsy bc I took a pain med (BAD headache and I still have some teva from my dentist trip. dw I don't use it regularly or anything this is the first time since the dentist) but I found out a few things. 1. anirrum tools and armor don't lose durability!! 2. with 1/4 anirrum and 3/4 diamond armor the paracusia's claw attack deals less than half a heart of damage so when I do decide to fight one it'll be p easy

oh yeah. and I've decided to keep a paracusia in a box near(ish) my base as a sort of. ambient noise generator? idk I just like the sounds they make and the "Eerie noise?" in the subtitles 👍

9:22 ritual room is done, I have a deepslate altar set up but what I'm going to do first is spawn a mirage by eating brainy corpsebulb flesh (honestly that sounds very gross but it's a video game so whatever) and see if I can kill it

2:22 AM the dots are back.

5:28 getting some corpseplants. don't know what the thorn does but the flute sounds like that one ingame song!

8:24 I found another mausoleum, like. way closer to my base! with a full inventory again bc I went out to get all the corpseplants. but hey at least it's not at a 5 digit number like the last one was -_-

9:04 sighh I'm too mechanical as a player 😔 I saw a revenant spawned from a zealot drop this

and immediately thought. huh. I could farm those by trapping a zealot

9:22 ROTTEN FLESH HAS A USE NOW 🗣️🔊🔥🔥🔊🗣️🔥

10:02 hokay I have to remember to use the time heretics take to transform as HEALING time. almost died Twice

10:24 there's...bedrock under the sigil in the chain room.?

12:31 PM got adventuring time. w. withou without trying to-

12:45 okay I know this is base game but why do pillagers. do that. they just Watch You. Observe. 👁️_👁️. are they. waiting for you to attack them? lead them to a village ?? strange guys. throw them at walls

12:58 going to bed now but I opened up the grimoire again realquick just to see what I could do other than blindly look through achievements for random stuff to do in the hopes that it would unlock more cool stuff and. HOLY SHIT. I have 2 pages, and IT'S WRITTEN IN THE SYMBOL LANGUAGE YOU NEED THE GRIM QUILL FOR!! oohg. this mod is amazinf ,,,hm one more day of break from redstoning perhapped

Minecraft horror mod where the documentation for the mod is intentionally misleading and the mod actually does way more weird scary shit than listed while also being very sly about not revealing itself to be intentional in doing so at the same time. Like a backrooms mod where there are actually more sublevels/locations than listed, slightly different versions of monsters, or even stuff that subtly effects areas that are supposed to be outside the area of the mod such as the overworld and nether.

[softcallofdutyimagines]

How would Adler, Hudson, Stitch and Perseus react to their s/o calling them a monster?

Hmmmm 👁️ I'm throwing in Makarov for this too bc 🤪🤪

Adler

You'd think that as a man with a nickname like America's Monster, you'd be use to being addressed as such

And in part, he supposes he is

After all he's done... He knows what he is

So why does it hurt so much to hear it come from you?

He doesn't even try to argue against you

If that's the way you, feel then just go already

Just like she did, before the divorce...

He thought maybe things would be different, that maybe he could change

Looks like he was wrong

Hudson

How dare you say that to him?

He risks his life and sacrifices so much, more then you even know, to keep you and the world you live in safe

Not everything has a pleasant chain events in this line of work

He has to make the hard calls, because no one else will

But believe him... He if didn't, then someone else will

He... He hopes you don't that

That maybe you only said that because you're angry, and not because you believe it

He doesn't like calling the darker shots anymore then you like for him to be doing it

But he does it anyway because he loves you

Makarov

He takes no shame or insult to that label

If anything... He relishes it

He is the monster the world wanted him to be

He has never know trifles such as pity, kindness, or mercy...

Why should he offer such luxuries to a world that couldn't be bothered with him?

His dreams, his desires...

They mean nothing?

Fine. He means to show the world how that feels right back

You may call him a monster...

But you only encourage him by doing so

Perseus

A monster?

Perhaps that is you see

He sees a man with the courage and drive to change the world, to finally make a free and livable way of living for all

Unfortunately, there are many who oppose his ideals

Even worse, they cannot be reasoned with and so they must meet their end...

Nothing will stop him and his mission for a new world

Although it pains him to say it...

Not even you

Stitch

Pft, you think that word hurts him?

He relishes the power it gives him

You knew what he was the moment you met him

If you are just now deciding that you can't handle it... Then that's on you

Although, he will admit it's a bit disheartening to hear it come from you

He thought you were made of something a little tougher then all that

Hopefully you'll come to your senses once you've calmed down

If not, you are free to leave at any time