#all my quiz content will be in the following tags:

[berlinat8am]

hi! i created a quiz that's basically my love letter to @lusthurts incredible 'how bright we burn' universe/seblaine dalton au:

which iconic moment from the 'how bright we burn' verse are you?

(warning: spoilers for the quiz and results below the cut!)

links to the memes:

part one | part two | part three

links to all the different results + their descriptions:

★ trust as the foundation of every strong relationship

★ nick coming out while everyone is high off their ass

★ the junior year warblers new year's party and everything that happened around it

★ the warblers raising robotic babies

★ sebastian getting shitfaced at his dad's wedding and turning his speech into a roast

★ the seblaine break up

★ jeff and sebastian's friends with benefits era

★ you're my favorite person in the world

★ seblaine hooking up for the first time

★ seblaine playing truth time (7 minutes in heaven/empire state building)

★ seblaine smoking and almost hooking up in sebastian's room after performing at kings island

★ i love you / the way i feel about you is ineffable

[arcade-sekai]

Finding comfort in flickering neons…

A dream collaboration of an aspiring artist with her secret companions! 

ZERO +-ox or ZERO control, sometimes abbreviated as ZC and Zerocon (ゼロコン) is a unit founded by a schoolgirl and her secret bandmates that bond over their shared ambitions.

@charactervocal02 here with my first ever big scale project released into the public! I admit I don’t have much material to post here and this is pretty much still a work in progress, but I’ve had this thing sitting around since January and I don’t want to just collect dust on it.

I will try to frequently post doodles and attempts at proper art, but I don’t have a clear schedule or routine. Everything in my life is such a mess (wwww)

The ZC story stars Odaka Momoko or P1, as she likes to be addressed; alongside Arcade SEKAI’s inhabitants, the Virtual Singers. Her band is rather small, it’s hardly a band, but one can present their music in any way they want, right?

Follow Momo on her journey of acceptance, but I beg of you, be nice to her. She is of weak heart.

tags:

#arcade sekai = general tag

#arcade sekai fa = for possible fanart

#odaka momoko or #momoko odaka

#arcade miku

#arcade rin

#arcade len

#arcade luka

#arcade meiko

#arcade kaito

#arcaseka quiz = quiz archive

#arcaseka dynamics event

[more TBA if needed]

about asks

Feel free to drop questions directed at me or at the characters themselves, greetings, nice messages or art prompts. I’ll try to get to all of them in due time, but please, do not send anything NSFW or otherwise inappropriate.

about ships

There won’t be any ships confirmed in this project, however, you can expect hints of MikuRin and KaiMeiLuka. Feel free to make ship art, but know that in canon, the Virtual Singers are incapable of true romantic attraction.

That being said, I am uncomfortable with RinLen, as I view them as siblings more than anything.

fanart + other content

Please please please don’t hesitate to make fanart or form headcanons or do any other kind of stuff! I want nothing else than the community to engage with this project. However, please make sure to somehow point to this blog so people know what you’re talking about ^_^

Also please tag me in your works! I absolutely do not mind the extra notification + it’s easier for me to find that way!

I will make weekly or monthly fanart highlights if this ends up blowing up…

launch tags

@mirpkechi @bobcross1010 @sillystringstar @vee1021 @sillysillynoodles

go forth and spread this around /j

[alacants]

hello new followers over the past week. after the last 24 hours i assume you know what you're getting into but just in case here's a reminder.

extremely rpf friendly (i also assume you noticed this)

heavy on the retirees

open askbox but i reserve the right not to publish excessive negativity

subject knowledge strengths: image, branding, media, narratives, excruciating psychological burdens.

subject knowledge weaknesses: how hit ball.

i really need to do something about my tags to make things like. findable. in the meantime, content highlights for your consideration:

juanki & ferru lore part 1 (normal)

juanki & ferru lore part 2 (very very very not normal) (do not open on mobile) (DO READ THO... please...)

juanki/ferru tag

juanki & rafa (coda #1) (coda #2)

juanki & feli

david ferrer tag in its entirety. there will be a quiz.

fic ideas, prompts, recs

actual fic i actually wrote

cats of tennisblr / dogs of tennisblr

other things to look out for:

tennis rpf prompt fest coming soon, like details rolling out in the next few days!! prompts to be collected/released in early december, works of all kinds—fic, art, mixes, edits, moodboards, whatever you want—to be posted around ao. easy way to have fun, you can participate as much or as little as you feel like. :)

in closing:

[3dsangel]

Gyoza/Fran | they but neos preferred | 20y | A fallen star that found its way home

💙🌈🎶🎉🎈🦋🌌

[ Commission Status: Not taking anymore right now ]

I'm an awesome internet cat angel that loves to create by any means! Mostly posting about BFDI and Mii content but I also post about undertale/deltarune, tf2, funnyman streamers, and sometimes other nintendo stuff ^__^ I don't always follow back cuz I'm shy .. sorryyyyyyy </3

also pls like if read etc.

tag nav. and asset credits under cut

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Tag Navigation

Art:

#my objects : any and all art I make #my saved stickers : assets i've made, free to use when stated (by F2U) #tpot mp3s : lovely audio posts I've made nabbed from The Power of Two episodes #objectsona : my Dream Journal sona #catsona : my Cat fursona #miisona : my lookalike! #baking : tag for my and others foodstuffs

Not my art:

#creations : general tag for any art thats not mine #friend creations : creations made by my friends! #old creations : older art . it got old. #figures : sculptures/figurines of characters #crafts : anything that isnt explicitly just a drawing #paintings : paintinggsss

Myself:

#franversation : my talking tag #franverquestion : ask tag #my everyday : the things i get up to .. #personal : generally just a personal post. not inherently negative tag #everything : post that means everything to me #gyozaheaven : posts that are like me #letters to fran : posts people have sent me or tagged me in #lucysurprise : posts about my dog lucy, a chihuahua-dachshund mix #cc : comfort character tag

Misc. General Posts:

#rb bait : reblog game posts and/or posts like "rb or bad luck" etc. #uquiz : quiz posts "what character are you?" #polls : poll posts #ovendows7 : posts for my lovely friend @windowsdestruction #steven:jops : posts for my epic friend @pharmo #internets : posts that remind me of earlier internet #musics : posts about music or has a song as the spotlight #mii : mii posts in general

Humor Hell:

I already tried explaining these once I'm not going to try to do that again. just pick one and good luck

#farm laws #fart laws #farting #dace #dave #blarting #fart

credits:

Unknown Track 95 (Youtube) divider 1 clouds divider two stamp thog stamp i love sleeping stamp

[boinin]

App-friendly tag index for my blog

Desktop-only mirror

content filtering

What’s tag filtering? Read this to improve your life.

⚠️ I post Blue Lock anime spoilers frequently. ⚠️ I’m mindful of tagging the latest manga chapter spoilers, but I still post about them. Here are some tags to consider filtering if you’d like to follow me:

blue lock spoilers :: generic spoiler tag blue lock anime spoilers :: covering manga spoilers for season 2 blue lock manga spoilers :: blue lock leaks :: covering details of recent manga chapters and leaked pre-publication chapters non bllk :: non-Blue Lock posts self reblog :: self-promo or signal boosting posts

ramblings

boinin talks bllk :: my analysis of Blue Lock topics mine :: original posts or reblogs with my commentary/content ask :: answered messages cassis orange :: longfic news and updates

blue lock

anime :: manga :: fanart :: meme :: analysis :: fanfiction :: comic :: manga colouring :: speculation :: episode nagi :: poll :: uncategorised

All Blue Lock volume omakes I’ve shared can be found under bllk omake.

I tag characters using the most common spellings in the format “family name personal name”, except where they’re non-Japanese:

isagi yoichi :: bachira meguru :: kunigami rensuke :: chigiri hyoma :: nagi seishiro :: mikage reo :: itoshi rin :: itoshi sae :: shidou ryusei :: baro shoei :: yukimiya kenyu :: hiori yo :: karasu tabito :: otoya eita :: kurona ranze :: kiyora jin :: aiku oliver :: sendo shuto :: michael kaiser :: alexis ness :: don lorenzo :: charles chevalier ego jinpachi :: anri teieri noel noa :: lavinho :: chris prince :: marc snuffy :: julien loki

Non-character tags are sporadic but here’s a short list of active tags:

egoist four :: team z :: team red :: neo egoist league :: master coaches :: bastard munchen :: fc barcha :: manshine city :: ubers :: paris x gen

I sometimes tag specific chapters and volumes following the below sample format:

bllk chp 1 :: bllk vol 1 :: epinagi chp 1

ships 

kunigiri :: Kunigami x Chigiri bachisagi :: Bachira x Isagi nagireo :: Nagi x Reo ryusae :: Shidou x Sae hiorin :: Hiori x Rin tabiori :: Hiori x Karasu tabieita :: Karasu x Otoya tokiaryu :: Tokimitsu x Aryu isagi yoichi and his harem :: joke tag for Allsagi content understand my ship meme :: ship memes I’ve shared

other tags

crossover :: blue lock mixed with another franchise writing :: fanfiction :: ao3 :: writing? my passion. tumblr? its nemesis. quiz :: poll :: personal :: reference :: self explanatory

updated: 12 August 2024

[will-you-pick-me]

~ ♥ * ♥ * 𝓦𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓟𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓜𝓮! * ♥ * ♥ ~

!!! THIS IS NOT A SPACE FOR MINORS !!!

!!!AGELESS AND BLANK BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED!!!

Some ground rules:

I do not want minors involved in my work in any way, fictional or otherwise. There will be no minor characters, and no little!Y/N situations. Please do not request them.

I cannot and will not write anything relating to r*pe or p*dophilia at all, or homo/transphobia or any bigotry in a way that condones it.

Some heavier topics such as bigotry may be mentioned by way of character backstories, or by I the Mun addressing it if noticed in the community.

This is a gore- and horror-heavy space. You may at some point see decapitated bodies, dismembered limbs, and other disturbing content. If this is not for you, please do not follow.

I do not condone my work being used to harm yourself or others, and if seen doing so, you will be blocked.

All blocks will be without warning. Behave or goodbye.

Please don't be the reason a new rule has to be written.

Now for some more fun info!

Hi! I'm the Mun of PickMe! You can call me Mun, or Nil! I'm a 24 year old disabled, AutDHD, polyamorous pan demisexual with a relationship to gender that typically escapes labels, but I go by they/them generally speaking. I'm also a DID system! Our collective name is Scalemail.

PickMe!ARG started as just a silly little project between me and my close friends, something to goof off with and collectively brainrot over. The initial idea came in January of 2021, but started to be fleshed out more in '22 and has really started to kick off here on Tumblr during '23! I'm super happy to be sharing these characters, as well as getting to make friends and participate in the wider YanLovers community!

One of the main cornerstones of this ARG that I think sets it apart is that it was made for other polyamorous people like me. All of the LI's are canonically poly, and I really look forward to people being able to get the true end where everyone is a polycule together ^-^

Making this has been important to me, not only for the relationships I've built in the process, but because poly representation is something I hardly ever see. Plus, it's a hell of a challenge to make a yandere be ok with sharing their darling! Tackling that challenge, I think, has made me a better creator overall as I piece together the overarching dynamics of 9 different characters, some of whom hate each other on principle.

Some links you might find helpful!

InteractiveFics - a browser extension that changes "Y/N" to your preferred name, and can also be used to replace other information, such as eye color, hair color, etc.

PickMe! Orientation Quiz - Wanna know which LI would be the best fit for you? Find out here!

Y/N Character Sheet - Want to fill this out and tag us in your design? Go right ahead! We'd love to see your character!

The Official PickMe!ARG Discord Server! - That's right, I'm finally releasing it! We're still in development with finishing up ending CG's, custom emojis, and general planning, but the main non-game areas are finished and ready for all you lovely Y/N's to mingle and have fun together!

And if you'd like to support that development, here's my Kofi! This game, donos, and commissions are currently my only source of income, so every little bit is appreciated <3

[pinkacademic]

Girls' Night: In or Out!

Girls’ Night, as usual on this blog, is a gender-neutral title, and I always advise my girlies- don’t date anyone you wouldn’t trust at girls’ night. I digress… This is my guide to Girls’ Nights- In, Out, and Safety Tips. Note: This is an adult POV- a post is coming for a teen sleepover, but this ain’t it!

Long post incoming!

Girls’ Nights In

Activities

Girls’ night in to me is about movies, karaoke, and questionable beverages that come in a multitude of questionable colours.

Drinking games: set one up for whatever movies you’re watching. Some suggestions of what not to do include “every time Elle wears pink” or “every time Meryl Streep sings.” You want a sensible amount of triggers… though, I mean, if you’re staying the night, you don’t need to worry about the next morning right?

Drinking Games I remember from Cheerleading Socials:

Medusa: Everyone, on one person’s call, holds their head down, and then looks up and looks at another member of the group. If you’re making eye-contact with someone, you both drink; if you’re not, you’re safe!

Who the fuck, what the fuck?: Sounds wild, but I promise it’s great. Everyone in the group creates a rhythm together by hitting their thighs and clapping in turn (but the wise will hit their chairs or the floor and not their thighs because I used to get BRUISES!). On beat, the first person will say “who the fuck, what the fuck can I get a [name] fuck?” They say the name of another person in the group, who then repeats, passing the call randomly to other people in the group. If you fall out of rhythm, you drink!

Most Likely To: I’m sure a lot of you know this one- a question is posed eg who is the most likely to kiss a stranger? And you point at the member of the group who is most likely to kiss a stranger. Whoever has the most votes has to drink.

Other Activities- drinking optional lol

Board games

Karaoke

Video games,

Photo shoot

Set a quiz

Absolutely set prizes if you can, just to add a bit of drama!

Food

I think delivery/take-out is almost obligatory, with my go-do being Chinese, Japanese, or pizza, personally, or a local fast food chain to which there is no competition BUT there’s no better group bonding activity than making food. Whether your skill level is Betty Crocker Brownies (a classic) or you’re a true Remy Ratatouille, it can be fun to bring something you made yourself.

You can do this in the style of a potluck, where all guests bring a dish, or you can pick recipes to cook together for the evening. You could try making something you’ve never tried before and doing it together!

Movies

This one is self-explanatory, and I’m sure you all have your favourites that you bust out. Personally, I’m bringing my partner into the world of girls’ nights in with Mamma Mia 1 & 2 back-to-back and following up with Grease.

Girls’ Nights Out

Drinking games that work better out:

Boat Races: get in two lines of equal length, everyone must be holding (ideally de-fizzed, formerly fizzy) alcoholic beverage, ideally of around the same amount of content. On a count down, the people at one end of the lines drinks, and the next person can’t drink until the previous person has finished, and so on until the end of the line.

Paranoia: this one works well out because its usually noisy! Someone whispers into the ear of the next person in the circle (pick a direction, left or right, but stay consistent). You ask questions such as “who would you want to live with?” or “would you kiss anyone here?” etc, and the askee says the name of one person present out loud, no context. If the person wants to know what the question was, they drink. If not, they never know.

Non- Bar Activities

Dinner- be eat a fancy restaurant or fast and cheap * Note, feasting before a night out drinking will help prevent hangovers.

Mini-golf

Bowling

Laser Tag

Theatre/Cinema

Arcade

Bingo

Ghost Tour

Escape Rooms

Variarions on Bar Activities

Karaoke bar

Pub quiz

Comedy club

Drag show

Wine tasting

drink and draw, wine and painting etc

Brewery Tour

Safety Tips

I’m sure you’ve heard the usual- take a taxi, walk in well-lit areas if you have to walk, travel in groups,and carry your keys between your fingers.

I want to encourage you all to come up with a code. You may have heard this one too, but I really want to emphasise it. My friends and I have had symbols to mean:

This guy is fine, seems harmless

This guy is giving pretty good vibes, actually

This guy is slightly creepy

This guy is Very Creepy, get me OUT of here

What I mean with “signals” is signs you can do with your fingers such as a thumbs up, waggle your pinky, or anything else that can be done clearly. If you have any issues with dexterity, try something vocal or facial, or even a tap system with a foot.

Something else to be aware of is Ask for Angela: A scheme exists in the UK in which anyone on a night out who feels unsafe can ask bar staff a phrase such as “is Angela working tonight?” Asking for Angela is used to indicate that you need help, and they can reunite you with your group, call bouncers/police, and keep you safe. Similar concepts have been used in the US under the name Angel Shot- you order an Angel Shot neat, and they’ll escort you to a car, on the rocks for them to call a taxi, or with lime in order to have the police called.

Make yourself aware of schemes that might be in operation in your area, and research if they’re well-used.

Hope you found this helpful! I'm back on my routine now that everything's sorted, so I hope you're ready for masterpost building. All suggestions are always open!

[enruiinas]

Tags / Navigation

updated my tags yesterday, so here's an up-to-date list of everything for easier navigation or easier means of blocking ones you don't want to see. as you can see by anything marked "tbd" or "tbt", many of these are subject to change. i'll keep this updated as i think of cool tags - it's just a slow process because i suck at it. c:

✦ TRIGGERS are tagged as #tw: trigger (no fancy symbols). examples include: #tw: long post, #tw: blood, #tw: gore, #tw: surgery, #tw: teeth, #tw: death, #tw: mention of death, #tw: dark thoughts, #tw: alcohol, #tw: pregnancy, #tw: suggestive.

these are the most common/likely/recurring ones on this blog, but i am more than happy to tag additional triggers as needed.

✦ SPICY CONTENT (NSFW) is tagged as #✦ — 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 | spicy. as a reminder, mun is 25+ and there is a decent amount of spicy present on this blog. minors dni.

✦ SPOILERS: at the moment, i only tag spoilers for anything in the current manga arc (#✦ — 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬. | egghead.) and the law novel (#✦ — 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬. | law novel.) i do not mind tagging additional arcs as needed but am bad about doing them by default, so please reach out if i need to be mindful of something.

OOC TAGS:

#✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | psa. -- important things to know about writing with me. hiatus or activity notices, rp preferences or "do not"s, etc. #✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | memes 【specify muse!】. -- meme tag! #✦ — 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐮𝐞𝐝. | sleep is overrated. -- queued posts. #✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | the mun. -- mun stuff. answered munday asks, anything saro. #✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | promo. -- promos! #✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | self promo. -- my promo. #✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | wishlist. -- wanted dynamics, plots, etc. #✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | misc. -- everything else ooc.

NON-WRITING LAW TAGS:

#✦ — 𝐯𝐢𝐬. | tbt. -- images, GIFs, visage things. #✦ — 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. | tbt. -- quotes, random law-esque thoughts. #✦ — 𝐡𝐜𝐬. | tbt. -- headcanons. #✦ — 𝐚𝐞𝐬. | tbt. -- aesthetic, law vibes. #✦ — 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲. | tbt. -- dash games & muse quiz type things.

WRITING LAW TAGS: all ic interactions for or with specific muns are tagged with mun's URL (as is). multimuses are additionally tagged #mun | muse (i.e. #piratebento | bellemere).

#✦ — 𝐢𝐜. | threads. #✦ — 𝐢𝐜. | dash com. #✦ — 𝐢𝐜. | crack.

SHIP TAGS: below are the only ones i've posted things of so far, but all will follow the same format if you want to go ahead and blacklist any possible future dynamics.

#✦ — 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 | law x nami. #✦ — 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 | law x robin. #✦ — 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 | law x zoro. #✦ — ��𝐡𝐢𝐩 | law x vivi.

ART OF OTHER CHARACTERS OR DYNAMICS: I may add links to these later, but they'll all follow the same format. If you don't see someone listed you want to blacklist, feel free to message me and I'll let you know how I'm planning on tagging if it ever comes up! Read-more'ing because this is a long list.

#✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | bepo. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | penguin. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | shachi. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | uni. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | clione. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | ikkaku. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | hakugan. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | jean bart. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | heart pirates. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | polar tang. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | monkey d. luffy. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | roronoa zoro. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | nami. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | usopp. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | sanji. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | tony tony chopper. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | nico robin. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | franky. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | brook. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | jinbei. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | sabo. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | eustass kid. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | boa hancock. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | nefertari vivi. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | donquixote rosinante. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | donquixote doflamingo. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | baby 5.

[donkeyismissing]

WELCOME TO HORSELAND: ABOUT DONKEY IS MISSING

Hello! My name is Peri, and I am the creator of Donkey is Missing. Donkey is Missing (which we will call DIM for convenience), in case you were not aware, is a webcomic. But what is it about, you may ask? This post will tell you everything you need to know.

ABOUT DONKEY IS MISSING

DIM is a comic about... many things. After his best friend is kidnapped, Shrek finds himself in a mysterious new dimension. He quickly learns he is in a place called Horseland, and begins a trek across the land to find his Donkey. That is the basic explanation.

DIM started out as a completely ironic comic, this shows itself prominently in early chapters (particularly chapters 1-3). It was drawn intentionally crudely, it was hard to follow, but it was funny. Which was why most people came to read it in the first place. But as the comic continued, it began to form a coherent story. It was like I had picked up the pieces I sloppily laid out previously and attempted to salvage it into something worth reading. I like to think I succeeded.

A big part of DIM is its self awareness, even though it is now a serious comic I put actual effort into, I have not forgotten its routes. DIM is self referential, poking fun at tropes and its own existence in the medium it dwells. Sometimes it follows shitty tropes on purpose, only to sweep the rug right underneath you (cough, love at first sight trope).

Besides the glaringly obvious elements of the comic, there are reoccurring themes I have in the comic, that all come together to form it’s ultimate lesson. That lesson being “Nothing lasts forever”. You will find out why this is the case eventually. But keep that in mind if you decide to read!

DIM is a stupid webcomic, yes, but there is also potentially triggering content it deals with. Some things that may be sensitive to a reader. These topics include abuse (verbal/physical) and body horror. They have only happened a few times, but if anything else comes up, I will update this section accordingly.

Now that I have you filled in on what DIM is, I bet you are asking ANOTHER question, “how can I read it”? Well you’re in luck, because we are rapidly approaching the RESOURCES section of this post. DIM was originally made for Instagram, but some of the posts are out of order, so it is not a very ideal way to read the webcomic. Instagram IS a good place to read newer updates, though. They come in sets of 10, so it is easy to read. I would recommend the DIM ComicFury site if you wish to read from the start, though. It has everything in order and is definitely the definitive way to experience it. And with that, happy reading! You are more than welcome to tag me in any fanart you create, if at all!

RESOURCES

COMICFURY: https://donkeyismissing.thecomicseries.com/comics/

INSTAGRAM: https://www.instagram.com/donkeyismissing/

WHICH DONKEY IS MISSING CHARACTER ARE YOU QUIZ: https://uquiz.com/EwS3FM

OFFICIAL DISCORD SERVER: https://discord.gg/TfRDJE2atd

People have claimed the quiz calls them out, do tag me if you feel the same way!

[littlethingwithfeathers]

Hello friends!

I noticed I've got more than a few new followers (thanks, I think, to my recounting of my discussion with my dad about government funding. Good news! I still think it's MASSIVELY fucked up). So I wanted to make a little post and say hello and welcome and introduce myself. I'm Birdie, a late 30s polyamorous omnisexual. I use she/her pronouns, but They is also a-okay. I've got two partners and two cats and live in the Southeastern US. I enjoy cooking, baking, drinking too much coffee, doing yarn crafts, spoiling the aforementioned cats and partners, writing, and very soon I will be learning to oil paint. I'm also a professional stage manager, theatrical lighting designer, and fight choreographer and have been working in the live entertainment industry for almost 11 years at time of writing. (Unions are the best!) In the past this has been a largely fandom based blog... lots of MCU, Hannibal, Newsroom, Chernobyl, and other things I'm not remembering at the moment. I am less involved with fandom these days but occasionally the stars align and fanfiction will still fall out of me. You can find me at HesterByrde over on AO3. Also, if you're interested in Hannibal, I have a side blog for all that content at @drowningortolan. And my other side blog, which began as a place for me to chronicle my adventure in learning to play piano (I took lessons for about three years... I was not very good but I learned a lot!) is @mygrandmotherspiano. These days it's still music based, with a smattering of cats, advice about perseverance and good practice habits, and just general positivity. And I also have a polyamory blog over at @apolybird. These days, this blog is a smattering of a lot of things... recipes, art, photography, politics, humor... whatever makes me smile or laugh or think. There is definitely some NSFW and mature content on here. I'm also not super great about tagging, fyi. Feel free to message me or tag me in fun meme quiz things. I'm slow to answer but I will! Thanks and welcome to all the new folks who are following whatever this is. And thanks and cheers to all the people who have been following for a long time. Much love to all of you!

[lover-praxis]

welcome <3

basics: gale | they/she | 20

studyblr, fandom blog, archive, journal, &c because i needed a place to scream into the void with relative anonymity

studyblr: tagged #academia

junior in undergrad. double major in chemistry & public health. based in philly. currently in pediatric infectious diseases research. questioning pre-med? 3 months sober and talking about sobriety as a college student! (tagged #sobriety if that is triggering content.)

fandom: tagged #fandom

oh god. screamed into the void for heartstopper s2 and then for the rwrb film in early august which is likely how i gained most if not all of my followers/mutuals (hi folks). current themes of brainrot: heartstopper, rwrb, grishaverse, marauders, aos, mcu up to 2021 (lmao). all tagged appropriately but also generally tagged if you don't want to see my fandom screaming.

archive: tagged #currently reading #currently looking #archive

currently reading for essays / poetry / literature / anything words, really. currently looking for art. archive for misc (personality quiz/uquiz results mostly).

journal: tagged #gale's journal

personal stuff / experiences / screaming into the void. i also use #vent for stuff i think is kind of negative? i don't particularly like to talk explicitly or graphically about sensitive stuff in my life, but cw tags would be used accordingly.

&c: tagged #general

such as this post! sorry for not making sideblogs lol, i honestly kind of forgot how to use tumblr after not really being on the site for two-ish years. like the queue? idk her anymore. uhhhh asks / dms always open but keep it classy. mwah <3

[postnoktmeza-fela-amorado]

Chem Lab Technician Graduate (yeah, I never got the title) Reviews Furry Porn Game

Dr. Doe's Chemistry Quiz is a furry porn game created by Alfa995 which can be played in Newgrounds. It gained some meme traction solely based on the fact that it is a furry porn game, that's all, its sexual content is actually quite tame and vanilla.

As the title suggests, in the game the titular Dr. Doe (who's a female deer obviously) takes you through a 10-question quiz on basic chemistry (almost trivia-like) questions. Its sexual element comes from the game mechanic consisting that each time you get a question right, the doctor will take off a piece of clothing. If you succesfully answer all ten questions right, she shall stand naked in front of the chalkboard, exclaiming that she's proud of you and will finally introduce the "special prize" the doctor first mentions at the start of the gaming experience, with a "Tell me, ever fucked a deer before~?"

The chemistry aspect of such game interested me as a great enthusiast of such subject, I could go in deep here of my history with it but I have done that already many times in many spots.

Is it a brag to say the quiz is easy for me? I mean, it's not supossed to be complicated, this is not the final test for a lab class, they are motherhecking questions in a porn game, but I know some of this stuff isn't like common knowledge, so.

I will of course admit that I don't always get a perfect score on my first try everytime. A question that I always struggle with is the one about the composition of aqua regia. To be fair we never worked with it at the lab. There was a lab practice that included it but we never actually did it with such because apparently of how potentionally dangerous it can be, aqua regia is a mixture of nitric and hydrochloric acid, toxic corrosive cocktail, dear my.

Also the question regarding the atomic models. I know very well in my heart Thompson and his British Christmas pudding, but sorry Rutherford and Bohr, I can't remember which one is one with you two.

The quiz ofc is silly at times, with Hank Hill being mentioned in the question about the propane formula, the one about the formula for nitric oxide which is literally NO, and the question with the answer of Half-Life 3 release being the correct pick for which one is the longest half-life.

Then there was a question about which of the following elements is not real. All the options were elements named after countries, the answer was Mexicanium. The doctor after such exclaims how she is not ok with such, and tells us proudly how she will discover an element in the future to name it as such.

The character along with her creator are Mexicans, such as myself. And it was then when I was reminded of little me. Little Ari also dreamt of there being an element in the future named after our nation, I dreamt of discovering elements and naming them after Mexico, and me, my family members, and the great people of science; and them having weird and unrealistic properties. I think I still have the little drawings I did of such. I sure was set into a memory lane right there.

Everytime that in media I see incorrect lab practices, I always point such out. I mean, I even have a tag in my main blog for unfastened lab coats. But I mean, let's remind ourselves of what we're talking about here, a porn game, it's a porn game; are we really gonna talk about "realism" in such an environment? Also, Alfa965 already has a video of such (it's in YouTube), of pointing out the doctor's not very safe lab practices.

I would say that fucking at a lab's only appeal for me would be the fact that it's not allowed and one could see us, but personally I don't think I even that kind of person. It's not a very comfy place, I myself can't position myself comfortable when I try to take a nap there (I am a very responsible student), those metal tables are hard as hell. But maybe this game doesn't even take place in a lab, we see no hard indication of it and it well could be a regular classroom where the theorical part of chemistry gets taught.

About the sex scene itself in the game, it's a simple one. It's not like one can ask for much but I would suggest to add a second sex scene with perhaps a new pose as the reward for the hard version of the game (which gives you only ten seconds to answer the original harder questions).

Once you beat the game, a new option in the menu will be available for you to access to the sex scene without having to do that test again. But if you do it again like I always do, the doctor will comment on how such is not necessary anymore and even wonders if the player actually likes to do the quiz. She might be right.

What even is the conclusion here? Uhhhhh.

I'm not horny for chemistry, very dissapointing conclusion.

I wish I could go back in time to pick another career actually.

[the-unending-journey]

Hi there, I'm Sha! Not gonna say much since this is just my FFXIV/FFXIV OC-centric blog

30+

She/They

Discord - shaofsass

DNI: minors, bigots of any sort (TERFS, minority group-phobes, etc...) or if you're just an outright asshole. Yes, that means YOU "I love being a hater" types too. Also if you're into underage stuff and incest, see yourself out the proverbial door. That shit isn't welcome in my space

I love to talk about my FFXIV OC's and I'm extremely fixated on my main one (Kiyo). I'll probably post a lot of things centered around her (screens, wol questions and such). THIS IS NOT AN RP BLOG and more of a lore dumping grounds for my characters

Also - don't be afraid to tag me in those quiz memes or anything! I actually love doing stuff like that! Though I'm extremely iffy about tagging other people to do them lol

I will try to tag spoilers, especially for newer content. But be warned, I may forget for older stuff

On the topic of NSFW things - please, PLEASE don't make judgmental or extremely gross comments (voicing they're attractive is fine. I'm talking extremely sexual comments) towards me and my characters. This is a topic I'm pretty sensitive about

This is also a WoLship friendly blog! Whether it's my own or others, I welcome and embrace ALL ships involving ADULT NPC's and WoL's. If you're against that or you're one of those people that's extremely possessive over NPC's, GO AWAY. You won't have a good time here. This is especially true for people who hate m/f pairings. Just leave me be in my own little corner and I'll leave you to yours

I'm not here for callouts and witchhunts like they do over on Twitter. If I'm following and interacting with someone who's LEGITIMATELY a bad person, please just DM me about it

Following/Followers =/= condoning awful behavior. I'm not going to go through every single person I interact with and follow with a fine tooth comb, and this whole "guilty by association" mindset is absolutely ridiculous, especially when people can be pretty damn good at hiding who they really are

[sundownsquad]

Sundown Squad turns two years old this week! The love you all show these characters means the absolute world to me, and I am beyond grateful for all your comments and kind words. Thank you so much for the support!

In celebration of the anniversary, I've got some fun things for you all!

Art Giveaway: Enter for a chance to win an illustration of a Star Wars character of your choice (OC or canon) drawn by me! Three winners will be chosen. Pick a Script: Vote to pick which Sundown story script will be released next. Ask the Squad: Ask the squad a question and they will respond! Trivia Quiz: Test your knowledge of Sundown Squad by taking a little quiz.

Full details under the cut. Enjoy, and I so look forward to sharing another year of Sundown with you all! <3

Art Giveaway

Three winners will receive a half-body illustration with simple background of a Star Wars character of their choice (OC or canon character). Example: [Link]

How to Enter:

1) Like or Reblog this post between November 4 – November 18, 2022 to be entered in the giveaway. Notes are only counted once per person, so likes + reblogs do not equal more entries. 2) Anyone can enter! You do not need to be following the blog to enter.  3) Want to increase your chance of winning? You can: ● Reblog this post and include in the tags who your favorite Sundown character is or write something else you enjoy about the Sundown story/blog, and you’ll get three entries instead of one! ● Participate in "Pick a Script" to earn two more entries ● Participate in "Ask the Squad" to earn two more entires By doing all three, you can earn a total of seven entries! 4) Winners will be drawn using Random.org on the 19th, and will be notified directly by ask or message. So please make sure one of those options is available for me to reach out! A post announcing the winners will also be made on this blog.

Prizes:

Three winners will receive a half-body illustration with simple background of a Star Wars character of their choice. This includes:

Your own original Star Wars characters (OCs) or a friend’s OC

Any canon Star Wars character

A request for me to design a Star Wars original character for you. You provide the description and I’ll create a design from scratch!

Requested characters can only be from the Star Wars universe, but may be any species. The art will only be SFW in nature, no mature content. 

Please note: If a canon character is requested, then that art will be posted on my main Star Wars blog forcebewithyall. I try to keep the Sundown blog limited to original characters only.

Pick a Script

Vote to decide which episode script will be released next! Any episode from season one can be chosen, and the script that wins will have illustrations that go along with it.

Full list of episodes to choose from with descriptions can be found at the bottom of this post. Select your top three choices and either reply to this post, reblog this post, or send an ask with your choices (sending the ask on anon is fine, just no double voting please :’D). Votes will then be totaled up and the episode with the most votes will be posted! 

After this, all episodes will be posted in chronological order so take this chance to vote for the ones you want to see sooner! :D

Ask the Squad

Ask the squad a question and they will respond! You can ask a specific member of the squad a question, or you can ask the whole squad at once. The Squad includes: Kess, Speedy, Knox, Drums, Nitsani, Chigba, and the ottas (another member of the squad will answer for them, of course lol).

You can send pretty much anything! Only restriction is please don’t send questions that contain adult themes. But just about everything else is fair game! Don’t really have a question but just want to send the squad a general comment or show them a picture of your dog or something? Go for it, they’d love to see it! Lol

The squad will do their best to answer as many as possible! Some answers to the questions will be illustrated, while the rest will be written responses.

You may send two separate questions/comments. Feel free to either reply to this post, reblog this post, or send an ask (anon is fine) with your questions.

Trivia Quiz

And just for fun, test your knowledge of the Sundown Squad characters by taking a little trivia quiz! All questions reference info that has been posted to the blog. See how much you remember!

[Take the Quiz]

(I managed to get a 24/25 when I tested it because I entered one of the answers wrong initially on the back end, so see if you can beat my score! :''D )

Pick a Script Episode List

Below is the full list of episodes that can be chosen from for the Pick a Script vote. (Note: Episodes 104, 106, and 117 are omitted since 104 and 106 have excerpts already posted, and 117 simply won’t be easy to follow if read out of order. Lol)

Ep. 101 - Shadow Troopers Sundown Squad are recruited for a classified mission. [The squad meet Nitsani and are given the details of their new assignment]

Ep. 102 - Field Testing The squad is sent on their first assignment. [The squad start getting to know each other and undertake a mission on Coruscant]

Ep. 103 - Routine The squad enters Separatist space. [The squad embark on their first mission in Separatist space, and they start to experience the differences between clone and jedi upbringing]

Ep. 105 - Outsider Sundown are deployed to the front line. [The squad are called in for a mission to assist a legion of clones, and Nitsani gets her first real look at the realities of the war]

Ep. 107 - Logistics Strange problems require strange solutions. [The squad enlists Chigba’s help to disrupt Separatist supply lines]

Ep. 108 - The Bridge Sundown’s trust in each other is put to the test when a mission goes south. [Nitsani and Speedy attempt the very first Mind Bridge]

Ep. 109 - The Storm Within The squad assists with an incursion on a stormy planet. [The story behind how Drums got his scar and the effects that injury has on him in the present]

Ep. 110 - Prototypes A new enemy forces Sundown to improvise. [The squad acquire Hoops the commando droid]

Ep. 111 - Saddle Up The ottaburas begin their training. [The ottas are now old enough to be ridden, and the squad begin training them for action]

Ep. 112 - Expertise The squad help fend off an invasion. [Nitsani, Knox, and Drums use the Mind Bridge to try and outmaneuver the Separatists]

Ep. 113 - All Terrain Vehicles Sundown deploys their secret weapons. [The ottas are used on their first mission]

Ep. 114 - Racketeering Sundown track an elusive enemy to the middle of nowhere. [The squad follow a trail of leads on a dangerous enemy that lands them in the middle of nowhere]

Ep. 115 - Lingering Shadows An unexpected encounter opens old wounds. [The story behind what happened to Kess after the squad’s training accident]

Ep. 116 - Unorthodox Sundown are sent to rescue a hostage. [The squad go behind enemy lines to rescue a hostage, and it requires the rather unorthodox use of the ottas and Hoops the commando droid]

[imaginethathaikyuu]

kinktober - day one

akaashi keiji - friends to lovers 

kinktober faq kinktober prompt list  

NSFW warning featuring: fingering, dry humping, first time together, unprotected sex other tags: lots of exposition, too many words, years long pining, accidental almost confession, emotional real one, mentions of characters having previous partners, oblivious reader, hidden feelings, slight angst, oh no there’s only one bed!  fem reader

word count: 7380

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Akaashi Keiji knows everything. 

At least, he seems to. 

You realized this only a month after knowing him. He turned around to you, the girl who sat behind him in biology, and gave you one look before saying, “You have no idea what this lesson is about, do you?” And you laughed, because it was so absurdly true, while Akaashi turned his desk around and introduced himself as your study partner. 

You still don’t know how he knew you were struggling. You thought you hid it well, but his eyes must have caught the poor grade on the quiz the teacher returned to you the week before, or the way you seemed to immediately sulk the moment you walked into the classroom. He could see everything you tried to hide - even things you couldn’t see yourself.

And he wouldn’t let you get away with anything but a stellar grade, so study sessions became routine for the two of you - a friendship was destined to bloom, and fast. 

He was too observant for his own good, which was something you learned while watching one of his volleyball practices. He had been inviting you to come watch after study sessions for awhile, but it took you a bit to work up the nerve to walk into the giant gymnasium filled with boys you didn’t know. 

As you watched him play, you saw his superpower: Akaashi’s eyes were everywhere at once. On the ball, on his teammates, on his opponents, on his own feet - he always knew where everyone was at any given moment, all while somehow managing to spare you a few knowing glances during the mess of the game.

You never knew how he did it, but you figured you didn’t have to know. It was because he was Akaashi, and that’s it. 

But you questioned why no one else seemed to notice it. His excellence was obvious to you, but even his closest friends seemed to gloss over it. 

Keiji stood out to you, while to others, he was just Akaashi. Quiet, reserved, sometimes as blunt as a hammer, Akaashi. 

He didn’t care, though. Akaashi thrived on being in the background - he didn’t need any of the attention or recognition you wished to give him. And maybe he loved his friends more because they left him be. 

Those friends of his, however, all shined just as bright as Keiji did, and were never shy about it. You look back at getting to know them all as a highlight of being in high school; despite never feeling like you belonged in their friend group, you were always happy to be with them. 

Keiji pushed you to get closer to the three boys, Tsukishima, Bokuto, and especially Kuroo, right from the first day you met them. They were playing a friendly volleyball game with a few other boys you never really met, and you quickly learned you had no reason to be nervous to meet them. 

It was easy to let go and goof off, because that’s all any of them were doing, anyway. 

Just because it seemed like fun to get under Kuroo’s skin, you decided to antagonize him a bit. “So, Nekoma’s mascot is a cat, correct?” 

Kuroo immediately grew defensive at your tone. “Yes - what do you have against cats?” 

“Nothing, nothing! I like to think of myself as pretty cat-like, actually.” 

“Show him your claws, Y/N,” Keiji chimed in. 

“They’re nimble, and sneaky... and lazy. Something that owls aren’t - just saying. Seems pretty fitting when comparing your team to ours, don’t you think?” 

“Akaashi, you better get your cat,” Kuroo grumbled, with a sly smirk that never seemed to leave his face. 

“She’s just a kitten,” Akaashi replied, winking at you and immediately taking your breath in a way you’d never felt before. “Not my kitten, though, so you’re on your own here, Kuroo.” 

That’s when the first wall came up. You didn’t notice it, not yet, or even realize why it had been built. But as soon as your heart sank to your stomach and erupted into butterflies all because of Keiji’s flirtatious gesture, that wall arose. 

And many would follow. 

On the walk home from that practice, you noticed every glance he sent you. Every time his shoulder touched yours, you felt it amplified. Your knuckles grazed his and you looked down at your hands - his much bigger than yours, your fingers raring to wrap around his. And they were going to, either out of curiosity or the blatant need to touch him or both, until he stuffed both of his hands into his pockets and away from your potential grasp. 

You shook your disappointment off and reminded yourself of what the two of you were: friends. Just friends. Friends only hold hands sometimes, and it’s not on walks home or during study sessions or any of the times you found yourself wanting to hold onto him. 

“Kuroo likes you,” Akaashi said out of nowhere. And you laughed. 

“You think so?” 

“I’m pretty sure.” He sounded distant, his gaze was head on. “Maybe you should give him a chance.” 

You laughed again and said, “Maybe,” even though you knew you’d never entertain the thought of going out with Kuroo. 

Not with Kuroo or anyone else, but you wouldn’t understand why for a long time. 

Two years of friendship had come and gone in almost an instant, but every day with Akaashi was memorable in that easy familiar way only he could offer. He truly was your comfort - everything you needed in a friend, Keiji had. Being so close to him was a blessing, you knew that. 

When the two of you ended up choosing the same university, you almost wanted to cry, because you knew nothing could quell your fears of what’s new better than Keiji’s all knowing familiarity. Having your best friend by your side during times of change would make everything easier.

But it was a different story entirely when you became roommates with him. The apartment you shared was small but homey; it had all the comfort you had in your friendship with him, and you thought nothing could be better than that. 

It was more than that, though. Months went by of seeing him every day, and it felt like that comfort was leaking through the floor every time you saw his bedhead or heard him singing in the shower or watched him pull another girl into his bedroom. 

It wasn’t like the latter was an often occurrence, but just the thought of him being with someone made your stomach turn. But it gave you the idea of seeking your own partners, which was something you hadn’t done in years, and it quickly spiraled into an unhealthy habit. 

You longed for familiarity, to be touched by someone you knew. You were desperate for comfortable vulnerability, and you never found that with a stranger in your bed. So, you decided to seek out someone familiar. And when the person in bed with you was an old friend, a realization dawned on you. Rather, it was offered to you. 

“What are you doing, Y/N?” Kuroo mumbled, and you did nothing but send him a questioning glare, one he scoffed at. 

The two of you had done nothing so far but send a few flirty texts and then sit on your bed; he hadn’t even kissed you yet. You weren’t sure how you felt about it - you weren’t sure if you even wanted him to kiss you. 

“I’m not the one you want here, idiot. So why am I the one you brought to your bed?” 

“I don’t know what you mean,” you replied honestly. “Are we going to -” 

“No, we aren’t. Are you really that dense?” 

“What?” 

“Look,” Kuroo said, standing up and pinching the bridge of his nose as if he was annoyed that he had to be saying this. And while you watched him, you noticed this was the first time you ever saw him without his signature grin or sly eyes. “If I was a shitty friend, I would have fucked you back in high school, alright? I mean, come on, I had the chance. But I care about Akaashi too much to ever do that with you, and I know you don’t actually want to fuck me.”

You stood up, too, facing him head on. “What does Akaashi have anything to do with fucking me, Kuroo?” 

“Everything, idiot. I know you probably think you’re good at hiding it, but everyone knows you’re as in love as you could possibly be with that smartass.” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you said, because you didn’t, but Kuroo wasn’t having it. 

“Well you’re the only one you’ve convinced. And, for the record, this isn’t going to help you get over him.” 

Still, you didn’t get it. You couldn’t see it - you refused to. 

“You’re off limits, dude, Akaashi told us himself.” 

“Then why are you here?” 

His annoying grin was back. “To see how delusional you really are. And give you some advice. Just admit it to yourself - you’ll feel better, I promise.” 

Keiji was your best friend, and that was it. 

This wasn’t some story of years long pining and unrequited love. 

Was it? 

But you thought about it, for just a moment. You thought about being in love with him. 

And then you couldn’t stop thinking about it. 

You decided, right then and there, that what Kuroo said wasn’t true; admitting it to yourself didn’t make anything better. In a lot of ways, your friendship with Akaashi thrived on your special feelings for him, and it relied on those feelings staying secret to both of you. 

You couldn’t even finish the conversation with Kuroo. He swore not to tell, because you made him, and that was it. 

That’s when the second wall came up, then the third, then the fourth. You were trapped inside of them. Hiding, only hiding, and safe from anyone who could see you or your heart. 

You denied it still, even though Kuroo knew, just to convince yourself he didn’t. No one knew but you; the only one who knew the password to that door was you. You could be hidden, safe, and protected forever, because you made it that way. 

Keiji would never know, and everything would stay okay. 

Everything but you. And that security wouldn’t last, because a storm was brewing. 

But you were content. What you had with Keiji was always enough for you - you had enough. You saw him every day. You got to hear his laugh on the good days and hug him on the bad ones; you got to have coffee with him every morning and secret late night snacks too many midnights. Sleeping alone was fine. Not getting intimate moments was okay. What you had was enough. 

It seemed like the more you recognized your feelings for him, the more of Keiji you saw. You were still getting to know him after years of calling him your best friend; you were noticing his habits that you never saw before. He mumbles to himself while he cooks; he picks at his nails when he’s nervous; he overthinks everything, even the smallest decisions. 

The latter had always been obvious, but you had never realized it until you lived with him - until you really started to love him. 

Every day, you learned something new about him. And every day, you loved him more, in ways you didn’t even know you could. Ways that made it hard to love him from afar.

Months of your love growing during your first year of university seemed to go by too quickly, and soon spring break was fast approaching. A trip with old friends to a lake house was planned months in advance, and both you and Keiji were excited to see the three boys again. 

But when you arrived at the old looking house that evening you were met with knowing eyes and a sly grin that hadn’t changed since high school. 

“There are only four beds,” Kuroo announced, “and five of us.”

“That’s alright,”  Keiji started, but he was interrupted by Bokuto’s loud laugh. 

“Oh, I guess we’re sharing a bed, four eyes!” 

“I’ll suffocate you in your sleep,” Tsukishima said, meaning every word he said in a way that made Kuroo cackle. 

Keiji looked at you. “You don’t mind sharing with me, do you?” 

A million thoughts ran through your mind, but you only shook your head. You didn’t voice any of the concerns you had for yourself. 

“No problem.” 

He gave you a grin. “It’ll be like our high school sleepovers,” and then he took your bag and left to find your shared room. 

You remembered the last sleepover you had with him and your heart raced just thinking about it; you spent half of the night pretending to be asleep, and the other half watching Keiji’s sleeping face and wondering why laying next to him made you feel the way it did. 

This would be the exact same, except now you knew why your heart would be pounding. 

Kuroo was still laughing, but he was looking directly at you. “Are you sure it’s not a problem?” 

“Shut up, Kuroo.” 

He kept laughing, and it left Bokuto scratching his head. “What’s going on? Why are you mad, Y/N?” 

“Because Kuroo is an asshole -” 

“Hey now, I’m doing you a favor here!”

“...I still don’t get it.” 

“You never will, Bokuto,” Tsukishima commented. 

You decided to leave Kuroo laughing on his own - you shouldn’t let him get under your skin, because that’s exactly what he wanted to do. He was doing this on purpose. Maybe he thought he was helping you out, but he was only making things harder for you. 

You weren’t going to let him win. You were going to have fun on this trip while keeping our secret seeled, and nothing would stop you - not even Kuroo attempting to play matchmaker. 

The late arrival called for a quick dinner and a nighttime bonfire to kick off the vacation the right way; the boys were all too excited for the night and had gotten the fire started before you could even finish unpacking your bag. 

When you stepped outside, the cool air hit your skin and froze you all over - you expected low temperatures, but not that. 

“It’s cold!” you called out to the boys who were all sitting around the nearby campfire. 

“That’s why we have a fire, moron!” 

“It’s still cold,” you argued, even though you knew it was fruitless to fight with Kuroo.

“It’s alright, you’ll warm up,” Keiji told you. 

“Go warm her up, Akaashi!” 

You ignored Kuroo’s comment - you were not in a good place to be entertaining that thought, not when you’d be in bed with Keiji in just a few hours. 

Keiji seemed to ignore it, too. “Here, I saved you a seat.” He patted the vacant spot on the bench next to him, and you sat down. “You didn’t bring a jacket, did you?” 

“It’s inside,” you replied. “But I’m fine.” 

He didn’t even listen to your response, he was already pulling his hoodie off and giving it to you. 

“Are you sure?” you asked, holding it in your lap.

“Yes,” he replied. “It’ll keep you warm - you need it more than I do.” 

“How romantic,” Kuroo butted in, and it was only now that you noticed the beer in his hand - as well as the few empty cans next to him. 

Drunk Kuroo is always worse than Sober Kuroo, even though you could hardly believe he could ever get snarkier. It was like alcohol made him open his big mouth more, and it always made you nervous. Even though you knew he’d never say anything about your secret while anyone else was around, any time alcohol was involved made those chances go up.

“Just being nice,” Keiji said, obviously playing in to Kuroo’s banter. “I don’t see you offering her your jacket.” 

“Hey, I just don’t think you’d like it if I gave your girl my jacket, would you?” 

Keiji laughed at his slurred words and directed his reply at the group rather than to Kuroo, “He’s only had five beers and he’s already stuttering.” 

“We’ll see if he makes it to six before passing out,” you said, and while it made the others laugh, it seemed to rub Kuroo’s drunken fragile ego the wrong way. 

“I can handle my alcohol just fine, thank you.” 

Bokuto butted in, “Are you sure about that?” 

“You’ve been a lightweight since high school,” you added. 

Everyone laughed, Kuroo included. With his next words, he must have thought he was playing along with the joke. That you were all in on what he was about to say next. That they would have no repercussions, they would sting no ears. 

But when he said them, it sounded like a smack of thunder. 

“Yeah, and you’ve been hiding your feelings since high school - some things just never change, Y/N!” 

You could hardly hear Bokuto saying, “Feelings? For who?!”

“For Aka -”

“Kuroo.” 

You stood up. Keiji’s forgotten hoodie fell out of your lap and landed on the ground. Everything was quiet save for the fire cracking and the pounding of your heart. 

Your eyes said everything you needed to tell Kuroo. He stared right back at you, his face white as snow and his mouth hung open as he choked back his words. Nobody spoke. Nobody moved. It was the calm before a fast approaching storm, one you couldn’t run away from. 

“You weren’t going to say Akaashi, were you? Surely not…” 

Kuroo turned his head to look at Bokuto, seeming to have no clue what to say. You kept staring as he shook his head, not having the courage to say anything else. 

“Pretty sure he was,” Tsukishima said.

“Oh. Shit.” 

You could have denied it - you didn’t. You could have been angry at Kuroo - you weren’t. You could have explained this away as him being drunk and talking out of his ass - you couldn’t. 

You didn’t dare turn to look at Keiji as you stormed toward the cabin. You refused to stay and let this situation become worse than it already was. 

You could hardly hear the words Keiji had for Kuroo, but they were something like, “Why the fuck did you do that?” and if you had been any less upset you would have been worried for how angry he sounded. 

You didn’t know what would happen next. If you thought about it, you were sure you’d fall apart, and that was the one thing you couldn’t let happen. You had to hold yourself together, you had to give this situation the benefit of the doubt. 

Maybe if you could just lie down and sleep before Keiji comes inside, you could wake up in the morning and everyone would act like nothing happened. Just because your secret is out doesn’t mean it was over - you could wait out this storm. 

That’s what you were doing when Keiji came into your shared bedroom. You lied in bed as Keiji slipped in, your back to him and the blanket pulled up to your chin. And, just like at those old sleepovers with him, you were pretending to be asleep.

You had to be good at pretending if you wanted to stay best friends with him. To be as close as you are, with the feelings that you keep for him, you learned how to hide from Keiji. And you had gotten good at it, too - at least, you liked to think so. You were sure he wouldn’t catch you awake. 

You tried not to think about what happened earlier. You tried not to dread what was coming if he knew you weren’t actually sleeping. 

Minutes passed and Akaashi stayed awake. Then, he looked over to you. 

“I know you’re awake.” 

Everything felt frozen, just for a moment, but you didn’t move. You kept your breathing deep and steady, you lied still. 

He reached a hand out to you, fisting your shirt into his palm. His thumb grazed your lower back, skin he exposed from grabbing your shirt. 

“Stop pretending. You’re bad at it.” 

It was like the world stopped spinning. Your world, anyway - the one you had made up in your head. The world where the only things Keiji didn’t know were all the things you were trying to hide from him; the world where, despite never being a good liar, you were good at lying to him. 

But that wasn’t the same world Keiji was living in.

“I know,” you replied, voice cracking through the words. 

You were sure he didn’t mean what he said in the way you felt it sting your chest, but it didn’t matter. Years of learning, hiding, pretending were all culminating in this moment, and if you weren’t careful you’d end up losing it all. 

His hand moved from your back to holding your side. “Will you look at me?” And you didn’t have a choice, because he was turning you to lay on your back, anyway. 

So you looked at him, because it’s what he asked you to do, and you felt the first crack in your poorly built foundation when you realized how close he was to you; then, he put his hand on your side and pulled you even closer.

It’s like he was looking through you. 

“I should tell you something,” he said, and you had some idea where he was going with this but you didn’t want to find out. No part of you wanted to hear what he was about to say. 

“You know… I already knew, Y/N.” 

There it was: the collapse. 

You couldn’t look at him anymore, so you closed your eyes and tried to keep pretending, even though you had nowhere left to hide. 

“Yeah.” The hand on your side was hot and heavy and hard; you hated how much you loved being touched by him, even right now when your made up world was ending. “I know.” 

“I’ve always known.” 

“I’m sorry.” 

You were so close to letting go, to breaking down in the pile of rubble. But you had built your house of lies on unsteady ground, after all; what else did you expect to happen other than this destruction? 

You wanted to cry. You didn’t. You couldn’t be angry at yourself or upset, because you saw this coming. After all, Keiji knows everything. He sees things you don’t even know are showing - he’s been able to read you like a book since before he even knew your name. 

Of course he knew. You were stupid to ever think he didn’t. 

He whispered your name, and then you felt him kiss your forehead. 

“I’m sorry,” you said again, meaning it with your whole heart even though you knew it wouldn’t change anything. 

“I should tell you something else,” he said, and it was quiet, like he was telling you a secret only you could know. He was treading carefully, choosing his words particularly - he didn’t do that often. You felt him bunching your shirt up in his fist again, you heard him sigh loudly. “I don’t even know how to say it.” 

The tears were finally slipping free as you began to understand what he was getting at, so you pulled back. You didn’t need him to pity you. 

“It’s fine,” you insisted, trying to push him away. He wouldn’t let you. “I know - I’ll get over it - you don’t have to tell me - I already know.” 

“No, you don’t - you don’t know, Y/N, please, just come here.” 

“Keiji -” 

“Let me show you.” He wasn’t speaking quietly anymore - this wasn’t a secret anymore. “I can’t explain it - let me show you, Y/N - please.” 

“Show me what?” 

“That I feel the same,” he said, pulling you back into his arms. 

For a second, you thought you misheard him.

And then, he kissed you. 

Soft, sweet, new lips were on yours, taking your breath as if he needed it to breathe himself, then breathing a new life into you that you never knew could be alive. It was like striking a match, flicking a lighter, starting a fire; you watched the rubble of your once hidden love burn, all at the hands of Keiji. 

At first you didn’t even know how to kiss him back. It was too much, too bright, too hot - and then, you couldn’t stop kissing him. You anchored your hands on the back of his neck and held him against you, silently begging him to let you take all that you wanted from him. 

You kissed him like you’d never get the chance to do this again, because you were sure you wouldn’t. This hardly felt real, let alone something that would ever happen more than once. So you savored it, you memorized this feeling so you could relive it in your dreams forever. 

A whimper reverberated through your throat and against Keiji’s lips and the feeling made him kiss you deeper, like he was searching for a way to get you to make that noise again. As the kiss got deeper, a natural progression came over your position; before you could realize it, Keiji was on top of you and lying between your legs. 

His touch was hotter than a flame and yet you couldn’t get enough of it. Every time his tongue brushed against yours, it took a part of you with it, and you were ready to give him all of you. 

And then, he stopped kissing you. 

He pulled back only slightly, and when you chased his lips he pulled back even more. You opened your eyes and stared up at him, at his blushed cheeks and pink lips and beautiful eyes. You could see the cogs in his mind turning and for a second it was like you were seeing a part of Keiji he’s never shown you before; the veil of his all knowing gaze was being dropped, only because he was letting it. 

Because all this time, Keiji was hiding, too - hiding in plain sight. You always thought he treated you the way he treated everyone else, that he knew everything about everyone, but it wasn’t true. He only knew all of your secrets because he took the time to find them. He only saw you for who you really were because he cared enough to know. And, unlike you, he was a good actor; good at pretending you weren’t special; good at building walls that would stay up until he was ready for them to come down. 

And with his next words, he made them shatter. 

“I love you.”  

You kept staring at him, trying to figure out if this nervous boy on top of you really was Keiji. 

“Really?” 

He nodded. 

“Say it again.” 

“I love you.” 

You brushed his hair out of his face and rested your hand on his cheek, still completely in awe of him, and this was all too much for you to believe. “Is this a prank?” 

He laughed at you, and his nerves seemed to melt away. 

“Damn, you caught me.” His forehead fell to rest on yours, your noses brushed. “No, it’s not a prank. I love you.” 

Somehow this intimacy felt all too foreign and way too familiar, all at once. It was overflowing, your heart was racing, it was hard to breathe, tears were falling from your eyes. 

“Say it again,” you whispered, begging him to assure you of this - to make you believe it. 

And he wiped your tears away as he told you, again, “I love you,” and the kiss he placed on your cheek seemed to make you weep even more. “And I should’ve told you sooner. I’m sorry, Y/N, I’m so sorry.” 

“It’s okay,” you replied immediately, “I love you, too - it’s okay.” 

“It’s not okay.” It was obvious, now, that this had been bothering Keiji for longer than you could ever know. “I just… wasn’t ready. Especially with volleyball, and then moving, and then starting university, I just - I never had enough of me to give to you. And you deserve all of me, not just what’s left of me at the end of the day - I don’t know. I’m just… sorry.” 

You didn’t know how to reply to that in a way that was good enough - all you could think to do was kiss him, because you finally could kiss him, so you did. And it was the same as your first: hot and sweet, familiar and foreign, intimate and overwhelming. 

And the more you kissed him, the more it stirred something up inside of you. He wasn’t holding back - not after holding back for years - and it was like he was trying to get any reaction he could out of you. You hooked your legs around his waist and pulled him closer than he’s ever been, and the way it felt to have him pressed up against you sent chills across your burning skin. 

You pulled back from the kiss just to take a breath. “Say it again,” you mumbled, because you weren’t tired of hearing those three words yet. A part of you still didn’t believe them.

Instead of saying them, though, he let his kisses trail down your jaw and onto your neck. You could feel the vibrations of his voice when he spoke, “Let me show you.” 

And you knew what he meant, but you teased him anyway, “How do you want to do that?”

His hips seemed to move on their own free will, thrusting against you as if he couldn’t stop them. And it proved that he was just as in over his head as you were; you liked that. You liked knowing you weren’t the only one in a daze. You liked having this effect on Keiji. 

“However you want,” he said through a dry throat. “We can do anything you want.” 

“I just want you,” you told him honestly. You had no other choice anymore - the truth was all you had left. 

“You have me,” he replied. “I’m yours - just let me show you.” 

Your next kiss was interrupted by his shirt coming off, then yours. You felt his bare skin against yours and you were sure this was enough, that you were content with just this. This feeling was all that you needed. 

“You’re pretty,” he whispered to you as his eyes scanned your bare body, and it left you shaking in anticipation as his lips made their way to your chest. “The prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.” 

Your eyes couldn’t leave his face as your fingers carded through his hair; you felt his hands travel the length of your body, and every kiss he left on your skin felt like it was touching your heart - all you could do was watch. 

His hand moved lower, his fingers were teasing the edge of your shorts, but he hesitated to cross the barrier. You grabbed his wrist and pushed him across it, showing him that you couldn’t wait for this. 

That’s all Keiji needed to understand how far you were willing to go with him. His skilled fingers worked against you, slipping into your underwear and touching you exactly where you needed them to, and it was better than anything you could ever dream. 

And he did it like it was easy, like he’s spent years getting to know your body and he was doing what he knew would work. Like this was routine rather than your first time. 

This sure as hell felt like it was your first time doing this; you had never felt so sensitive or open or vulnerable. But you had never been touched by a man you wanted so much; you never thought you’d feel his fingers spreading you open or see him on top of you - this is something you’ve only done in daydreams, and now it was real. 

For the first time you were vulnerable and okay with it. You were letting him have all of you, and you trusted that he would treat you right. And he was. Maybe it was your love for him or the disbelief of the situation or both clouding your judgement, but you were convinced that his fingers felt better than your own. 

“Is this okay?” he asked in a whisper, and you replied with a moan that you couldn’t hold in anymore. He laughed, “Does that mean yes?” 

“Keiji, please don’t tease.” 

“I’m not teasing yet,” he replied with a few kisses along your jaw. You felt his fingers moving more, moving toward going inside, but he hesitated. “Y/N…” 

You were pulled out of your daze for just a second as you looked up at his furrowed brows and half lidded eyes; his face left you wondering what he was about to say next. 

“I really like the sounds you’re making,” he said, “but if anyone hears we’ll never hear the end of it.” 

You laughed, because you had completely forgotten that you and Keiji weren’t the only two people in the world - let alone this house. 

“Right,” you breathed out. 

“I’ll give you anything you ask for, but you…” 

Two of his fingers slid into you, and you held back a gasp. 

“...have to stay quiet. Can you do that for me?” 

You nodded, trying your best to take deep breaths rather than let your voice out. 

“Yeah?” he asked. 

“Yeah,” you replied, giving another nod. 

“Good,” he said. 

His fingers curled, and you covered your mouth with your palm. 

“Stay quiet,” he said, even though it felt like he was doing everything he could so you’d do the opposite. His fingers curling into you were begging for a reaction, and it was hard not to give him one. “Fuck, you’re so hot.” 

Keiji’s hips were moving again, thrusting against your leg like he just couldn’t help it. You wanted to give him more but you couldn’t - your hands were busy covering your mouth and holding onto the sheets for your life, and so all you could do was watch him grinding against you. 

“You’re one to talk,” you replied, making him laugh. 

Both of you looked down and watched; the curl of his fingers moved in time with his thrusts against you - every time they came forward, you felt his length sliding up your thigh. And when he pulled back, his fingers straightened out. 

You’d give anything to have more. “Keiji,” you started, but you just couldn’t get the words out. 

He said them for you as he pulled his fingers out, “Can I fuck you?” 

You had no other answer besides, “Please,” and you were ready to beg for it if that’s what it came to. 

He started to pull his boxers off, but again, he hesitated. The arm he was holding himself up with was trembling, his breathing was unsteady, his entire body seemed tense. Keiji was hanging on by a thread. 

“Are you sure you want this?” he asked.

You were taken aback. “Keiji…” 

“We don’t have to do this now - is it too soon? Are you sure you want me?” 

It was hard to listen to his voice when it sounded so honest. 

Your hands took place on either side of his face, ensuring he would look at you while you spoke to him. 

“Keiji… do you want this?” 

“More than anything,” he replied. 

“I can tell,” you joked, and he rolled his eyes at you. “I’ve wanted you for longer than I can remember - I don’t think it’s too soon. But we can wait if you want. There’s no pressure, okay?” 

“I don’t,” he said. “I can’t wait - I’m so hard it fucking hurts - I just don’t want you to -” 

“You think too much.” 

He laughed. “I know.” 

You let your hands travel down to his chest, hoping you got through to him. “Don’t overthink it. I want you to fuck me, Keiji,” and your hips thrusted against his as if to convince him of how badly you needed it. “Sooner rather than later.”

It seemed to be good enough, he seemed to believe you, because now he wasn’t hesitating to take off his shorts and yours. The view it gave you struck a burning desire like no other - now that you could see all of him, you couldn’t handle not having all of him. 

And he was raring to give himself to you, coaxing his cock inside of you until you took it all, and both of you felt like you were about to explode. 

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned, and the volume of his voice pulled you back down to the real world. 

“Stay quiet,” you reminded him, giggling because the tables had turned on him. 

“I know,” he said with a nod. “You just feel so good - you’re so fucking tight -  I can’t believe this is happening - oh, fuck, it’s too much.” 

“Move, Keiji,” you whined, bucking your hips up to try to feel anything, and he cursed under his breath when he pulled back to watch your desperate attempt at fucking yourself with his cock. 

“You can do it,” he teased, pulling his hips back a little more so you had more room to move. “Keep going - fuck me like that, kitten, don’t stop.” 

You were dying to feel him meeting your thrusts, because this wasn’t nearly enough, but you loved his teasing. 

“That’s it,” he said, “that’s my girl. Taking me so well, fuck, you’re perfect.” 

He couldn’t take it anymore, that was obvious as his thrusts started. He took a hold of your hips and held you in place so he could take you at his own pace, and he was everything you could ever need. 

Your love for him was spilling from your lips and he was doing everything he could to keep you saying it, bringing you higher with every passing second. Feeling him between your thighs and inside your walls was intoxicating. It was everything you hoped it would be, simply because it was Keiji. 

“I’m close,” you said as if he needed a warning - he could probably already tell. 

“Quiet, kitten,” he said to you, bringing your lips up to his for a kiss. “These sounds are for me - don’t want anyone else hearing what’s mine. Be a good girl for me.” 

“I’m trying,” you replied, and he cooed at your whining. 

“I know,” he mumbled, and just by the sound of his voice you could tell he was liking this. And he was going to make it harder for you when his hand trailed down your body so his fingers could circle your clit. 

He kissed you hard to stop any sound you were about to make and you were grateful for it. 

“I want you to cum for me,” he said, “and I don’t want you to make a sound when you do.” 

“Keiji -” 

His hips and fingers sped up. “I’m serious. Come on, kitten, be my good girl - make me proud and stay quiet while you’re cumming all over my cock. You can do it, I know you can.” 

Any trust he had in you staying quiet until the end was completely misplaced - you knew that when his hand clamped down over your mouth. You didn’t try to hold in your voice at all, and Keiji was having just as much trouble, burying his face into your neck to muffle his noises the best he could. 

It didn’t matter if anyone else could hear you; to you, nothing else mattered but Keiji. He was the only other person in your world, the only person your body would ever scream so loudly for. As long as it was him bringing you to this euphoria, you didn’t care who else knew about it. 

Let your friends give you hell for it, let Kuroo say I told you so - you’d deal with the embarrassment in the morning. That moment was worth it. 

The soft kisses he was leaving on your neck in the wake of hitting your peaks helped you float back down easily. It was like being woken up from a dream, one where the only thing you could remember was how pleasant it was. 

“You were not quiet,” Keiji laughed. You felt your cheeks swelling and heating up in embarrassment. 

“I couldn’t help it…” 

“It’s okay,” he replied. “You still made me proud.” 

He lied next to you and pulled you close, and you convinced yourself that you were going to be there in his arms forever. If you were, you’d have no complaints. 

A quiet moment passed, and you couldn’t stand the silence. “How was… that?” 

He pulled back to look at you with wide eyes, as if he didn’t expect you to ask. “What do you mean?” 

“Was it good? Did you like it? Was I -” 

“It was perfect,” he said, biting his lip and looking up at the ceiling as if his high hadn’t completely worn off. “It was everything. Don’t get all shy and insecure on me now that you know I love you back.”  

“Shut up,” you said with a laugh. “I’m just making sure.” 

“Do you need me to prove it to you again?” 

“Maybe.”

“I’ll make sure you stay quiet for me this time, then.” 

Whether or not the two of you were successful in your attempts to keep the noise down was up for debate, but by the end of the night, neither of you cared. 

And the next morning, when you forced yourself to leave Keiji and the warmth of the bed, you found Kuroo pacing outside of your door. 

“Y/N.” 

“Hey.” 

“I’m sorry - I’m so sorry - what I said last night was way out of line, and I don’t expect you to forgive me for it -”

“It’s fine, Kuroo,” you said, because it was. If you were being honest, after the night you had with Keiji you had completely forgotten about what Kuroo said. 

“It’s not fine,” he argued. “I shouldn’t have done that - you trusted me not to say anything about your feelings, and then I did. I fucked up - why aren’t you pissed right now?” 

Before you could start to think of a reply, the door behind you opened. Keiji’s bed head popped out. 

“Can you guys be quiet?” 

“Sorry,” Kuroo immediately replied. 

Then, Keiji turned to you. “Can you come back to bed? It’s cold.” 

You nodded, and Keiji went back inside, and the moment you looked at Kuroo’s face, you knew he’d figured things out. 

“Did you guys fuck?!” 

You had no response. Keiji, however, called out a simple, “Yeah,” leaving you covering your face in embarrassment. 

“Holy shit. I -” 

You went back into your bedroom before he could even finish his words, slamming the door in his face so he couldn’t finish his boasting. But you heard him say, “You’re welcome!” before finally trodding off, and you shook off your embarrassment as best as you could. 

The breakfast you needed minutes ago was long forgotten as you looked at the view in front of you of the boy who was yours. Keiji was waiting for you with sleepy eyes peeking up at you from soft sheets, a grin on his face, and his arms open. 

He didn’t have to say a word - you were in those arms in seconds. Both of you released a sigh of relief; Keiji was warm again, and you were being held by him again. 

“Finally.” 

“I was gone for, like, two minutes, tops.” 

“I don’t care,” he replied. “It was long enough that I got too cold without you here.”

You felt like you should have more to say, but you didn’t. 

You’d spent years hoping for a moment like this. It was as soft and golden and happy as you’d ever dreamed, and moments like those didn’t need words. You knew how Keiji felt, and despite all your attempts at hiding, Keiji knew how you felt, too. 

And in that moment, when the two of you were lying in the afterglow of intimacy from the night before, finally knowing is all that mattered. 

 - 

tune in tomorrow for kinktober day 2: royal 

[tiredassmage]

tragic greek figures + your ocs

Thank you for reminding me I wanted to do this one, @captainderyn​! Uquiz, my beloved, diagnose my ocs, lmaoooo.

I have... honestly lost track of who has and hasn’t done this, so if you haven’t, I’m tagging you. I’m tagging you, I’m tagging you, I’m taggi-

(Dot, it’d help if you’d link the quiz)

Tyr Deckard - Patroclus

clever patroclus, beloved patroclus, poor patroclus: you do fall into madness, nor vanity, nor hubris. not, that is, for your own sake. love for that golden-haired man, sorrow for your countrymen; it is for his name that you don his armor, and for the dying greeks that you ride into battle. every piece of you is willingly given away, even if after you are gone there are wicked things done in your name.

Savosta - Icarus

what is there to be said of icarus? you were warned, yet you persisted, imprudently. but what of your first taste of liberation? the exhilaration that follows the first ray of the sun to touch you as you are, as a free man, makes you drunk on joy. we all know the foolish things that drunken people are capable of. was the fall as thrilling as the flight?

Lensan Ryaldar - Arachne

adept arachne, the things which you craft are born from years of careful practice, focused effort, and a drop of divine inspiration. your finished product shows the skills which you have honed over your lifetime, so take pride in that, but don’t proclaim yourself a peerless artisan, and, by the gods, show humility when you’ve been beaten.

Rhystyl Delavast - Achilles

best of the greeks, eager for honor, and quick to rage: you could easily live in content and easy until you're gray-haired, but glory and fame call for you just beyond the horizon. you are not prone to self-reflection and trip into the same pits of wrath at bruised pride over and over. are you truly ready to sacrifice everything so that your name will be immortalized? is your fury what you want to be remembered for?