#and I will be experimenting a bit with anything I draw rn. in my fuck around era!

[feminetomboy]

Going through a really big frustration phase with my art rn, please be patient with me (and by you I mean myself I feel the need to wrap my spine around a lamp post bites bites bites bites)

[arolesbianism]

Grrr

[jaggedamethyst]

not in that way (part two)

bucky barnes x fwb!reader

content: as both of your best friends, steve tries to get you and bucky to bond

warnings: 18+ minors dni, smut in an elevator, fingering (r!receiving), discreet, mutual pining, angst, not proofread I'm lazy and tired

notes: thank you guys for the response to the first part...what the fuck?? everything i write for bucky goes insane and i didn't think people wanted more but i got too many messages not to keep writing for him.

ps: wanted to post this tonight… so it may not be seamless, but i will edit when im fully awake bc im half asleep rn

series master list

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The next time you saw Bucky was the following day. He was seated next to Steve as the pair of them lounged in the grass at a park near your house. Steve and you came here a lot—him making a reason to escape Avengers duty and you simply living within walking distance. 

“Hi.” You offered an awkward wave to the men, sitting down on the throw blanket they’d laid in the grass. 

While Steve greeted you, Bucky hardly acknowledged your presence, averting his eyes to watch his friend next to him. Steve dug into a bag beside him and pulled out a few small notebooks. One of them was noticeably more worn; you recognized it as his own sketchbook. 

In his free time since being off ice, Steve found solace in drawing the world around him. Between each image would linger small lists of to-dos, figures of speech he had to know, and bucket list items he hoped to complete one day. He was almost finished with this one, keeping it on him to use at his leisure. He wanted to offer the experience to you both as well, his best friends. 

“I got you these,” Steve passed you and Bucky each a book. “I also have some of my favorite pencils here.” He grabbed a handful and let them fall in front of you. “Whenever I’m feeling...overwhelmed or anxious, I just,” he exhaled a deep breath, “I just put something in here. It helps.” 

You and Bucky watched him intently, nodding at his explanation. 

He continued, “We don’t have to talk—you guys don’t have to…but maybe we could just do this together?” 

“I’d like that.” You spoke first, grabbing a few of the pencils and an eraser. 

“Me too.” 

Bucky spoke. It was low and filled with apprehension, like he was testing the waters of what it was like to use his own voice. You whipped your head to him at the sound, arching your brow as his covered hands reached for a book and pencil. He sat for a while, though, just looking between you and Steve without putting anything down. 

As time passed, you chuckled at your paper a bit, drawing a rough picture of Steve’s concentrated face. He was quite fond of birds, you realized, and he would often draw them. Their presence was fleeting, and he loved that challenge, the idea that one moment they could be here and the next gone. It was similar to life in that way, how the people he loved most would be with him and then not. 

The greatest joys of his life were when a bird would return, perched on the ground in front of him. He found that his life, in particular, was like that. Just when he thought Bucky was really gone, he came back. He was able to finish his drawing now, and you were an amazing addition to the artwork. 

“So,” Steve clasped his hands together, “Who wants to show theirs off?” 

You perked up and excitedly flipped yours with a laugh, pointing to Steve’s upturned face in the sketch. 

He immediately laughed and snatched your book, eyeing the scratch before looking up at you. “No way we sat here for an hour and you drew me in your book.” 

“Believe it,” you shrugged, “I’m an artist.” 

Steve scoffed playfully before tossing the book back to you with a light underhand throw. “What about you, Buck?” 

He’d been into it by then. You weren’t sure when he started to actually draw, but he wouldn’t look away. His brows were pinched, and he pulled at the inner skin of his cheek in concentration. You and Steve exchanged a look when he didn’t reply. 

Steve outstretched a hand toward the book, “Bucky-“ The harsh movement of Bucky pulling his work back toward his chest cut Steve off—he held his hands up in a surrender. “Sorry, buddy. You okay?” 

“I’m good just…got kind of invested.” 

You nodded, observing the way Bucky still clutched the book. “It’s really relaxing Steve. This was a great idea. Right, Bucky?” 

“Right.” He looked between you and Steve before closing the small book and tucking it into his jacket’s inner pocket. He moved to stand suddenly backing toward the road, “I’ll be in the car when you guys are done.” 

He was always like this, pushed people away.

Steve looked to you when Bucky was out of earshot. “Did I say something?” The look on his face was one of pure confusion and concern. 

“Maybe we shouldn’t push it. At least he actually put pencil to paper, you know?”

“You’re right—this is sort of a milestone if you think about it.” 

“I agree, big step for him.” 

On the way back to the tower you let your mind be on Bucky again—the way he so quickly let the good moments be pushed away by whatever small thing bothered him. 

There wasn’t much talking as the group of you got into the elevator, save for Steve making a last-ditch effort to get you and Bucky to talk again. 

“I have a few things to do, but feel free to wait around, and we can hang out again later.” He stood facing the elevator's closed doors with the stoicism he always had. 

Neither you nor Bucky spoke as Steve stepped out of the elevator—his words seeming like an order rather than a random comment. He had that authoritative way about him.

A few seconds after, the doors shut and allowed the cart to spring into action. It made you wobble a bit, the startling movement making you both off-balance briefly. 

When he regained his composure, Bucky finally spoke, glancing over at you. “Today was a good day.” His voice was filled with unease, not having had a moment alone with you since the day prior. 

You nodded. “It was. I had fun.” It was fine, entertaining the small talk. “You have fun?” 

He looked over to you as the tension he’d been holding slowly dissipated—you had that effect on him. Bucky was instead filled with nerves as your eyes rested on him. His lips parted to speak in response, but he couldn’t. Not when you were looking at him so fondly, actually interested in whether or not he enjoyed himself. 

All he could muster was a tight nod, assuring you that he had enjoyed himself, before looking ahead to the elevator doors. Then they jolted again, this time stopping abruptly at the pull of the emergency stop button. 

He looked over at you again but this time in confusion, concern even. “What are you doing?” 

“Why are you being weird?” You tucked yourself into the corner, covering the button so he couldn’t try to leave. You knew, of course, that had he tried he'd be out of here faster than you could even process. But the fact that he hadn’t moved an inch said enough to you. 

“I’m not. I’m being normal-“ 

“Normal for you isn’t…whatever this is.” You looked him up and down, “You’re more—more reserved, methodical. You’re not a jittery person, Bucky.” 

He let out an amused scoff. “I’m only jittery because we’re stuck in an elevator. I'm claustrophobic.” 

“You could get out and you know that.” You crossed your arms, “You just don’t want to.” 

“That’s not it-“ 

“Bucky?” 

“Yeah?” 

“Move me.” You stepped off the wall and inched closer to him. “Move me out the way and press the button.” 

He swallowed but didn’t move—like you expected. Suddenly, you broke the eye contact. He watched you turn and push the red knob back into place. 

As the metal box started to move again you scoffed at him, purposely avoiding eye contact. His breathing sped up, suddenly enticed to prove you so extremely right. 

“Fuck it,” he grabbed your hip with a single had a let his lips fall onto yours. He’d simultaneously pulled the button with a free hand, distracting you by how eagerly he’d started kissing you. 

The startling jolt of the elevator and Bucky combined sent you back into the side wall, colliding with the long bar with a hiss. Bucky didn’t stop, swallowing the sound with his own mouth on yours. He was needy, pressing his tongue into and through your lips. He’d waited so long for this, and it was absolutely worth it. 

You were completely insatiable. You let Bucky use you, a fondness for the feeling now. The both of you moaned into each other, carelessly wrapping yourselves in one another. You snaked your hands up to his face, pulling him in impossibly closer. You could feel his stubble on your face, suddenly smiling at the burn you’d have between your thighs with him settled there. He felt your smirk and pulled away to look at you. 

Buck smirked, too. You were in a daze, swaying on your feet as your eyes pulled back into focus. 

He watched you leaned into the wall, lowering his head. The layered top of his hair fell over, covering your view of his beautiful face. He stayed looking down but spoke in a low tone, “Take off your pants.” 

“Make. Me.” You smiled, repeating yourself slowly. 

He made a show of lifting his head and letting his hair settle back into place. He was in that damn jacket again, always was. You stayed watching him, tilting your head in amusement as he shrugged it off and let it fall to the floor. Even slower, he took off his gloves. You’d never even actually seen both his hands, only hearing of the metal arm that rested beneath his clothing. 

He let his hand flex in front of you, gulping at how quickly he’d decided to show you this part of himself. Bucky didn’t think twice, actually, completely motivated by the opportunity to be close to you. He kept eye contact, hands on his hips and moving forward until your chests met. 

“I have no problem taking matters into my own hands.” With that he simply moved a hand to your pants button. You could tell he was proud, bobbing his head lightly at the way he could so easily strip you without even looking away from your face. You cracked a smile at the way he slid your clothes off, leaving you bare on the bottom. He let you slip your shoes off too, still chest to chest. 

He kept looking at you, spreading your legs with his thigh. He ignored the way you were dripping, sliding one of your legs up onto his waist. He kept his grip there, firmly holding you. 

“Don’t move, I got you.” 

He slipped two fingers into you slowly, pumping in and out at a torturous pace that immediately had your jaw dropping. The sight of you unraveling was amazing and he kept his eyes locked with yours until they fluttered shut. 

You felt helpless, completely entranced by his fingers rubbing your walls. Your breaths came out ragged, “We just—we don’t tell him okay?” You shook your head, eyes opening slightly at Bucky. 

“Mhm, yeah…no Steve.” Bucky looked at you, eyebrows pinched and whimpering. “It’s nothing-“

“Right.” You moaned between each word now, bouncing with his harsh movement. “Nothing.” 

He kept going, speeding up at the squelching sounds that were now like music to his ears. He could tell you were struggling, teetering on the edge every few seconds but not quite exploding. The continuous heat made it feel like you could pop at any moment. It was too good. He was too good. It felt cliche to let this overtake what was blossoming for you both—the transition from acquaintance to friend. 

But you couldn’t help it. 

You’d been holding onto the bar on the wall, but the position was a lot. As he pressed into you over and over, you started to lose balance, hardly standing on the toes of one foot. He kept going even as you shook. He felt your body sliding, hardly keeping yourself up anymore. Your hand fell to the side and accidentally highlighted over a cluster of the floor buttons, illuminating them in an irregular pattern. 

Bucky chuckled but quickly readjusted without missing a beat. He nudged your body into his arm more, completely holding you up with ease now. You felt like a ragdoll, and it reminded you so quickly of the sheer strength of the man that was in you now. You could tell with his hand jacking into you regardless, the flesh of him flexing into you so tastefully. 

He suddenly stopped, slipping out of you as you gripped his neck for more leverage. He again moved you with ease, putting you into his right arm now. His head tilted, ready to see your reaction to his metal hand filling you. 

You gasped at the cooled tips of his fingers teasing your hole, just barely entering before he pulled back out. He could tell you were sensitive now and savored it, only letting you feel him when you calmed down from his slow pumps before. 

He let you whine like this for a bit longer before adding a finger, surprising you with three fingers ramming into you. He was completely soulless about it now, mouth agape at the way your body reacted. He knew you were close and urged you on. 

“Doing so good.” He nodded. “You gonna come soon?” His tone was almost mocking, your condition evident. Suddenly, you snapped, head falling into his neck. 

“Yes, yes, yes…” You couldn’t help but repeat to yourself, whispering through the writhes into his palm. 

Your hips rolled, and he met you with a soft kiss into your temple. You slowed, then, coming down from the intensity of the ordeal.

You breathed into him without a word, smirking at the man in from of you. Bucky let you down, grabbing your pants for you and sliding them onto your now wobbling legs. He nudged your shoes with his feet before kneeling down and sliding them on, patting your leg when he was done. You were in another world, only slipping back to him at the sound of the elevator returning to motion.

You let out a laugh at the elevator slowly stopping on a random assortment of floors. At a higher one, Bucky finally stepped off, turning back to look at you for a second. You hadn’t expected anything more; he was often wordless, and he proved you right the night before…when he left so carelessly. 

“You coming?” 

With a ding, the elevator doors slowly moved to close. Through them, you watched Bucky, standing and looking at you expectedly. “Just did, actually.” 

He choked at that but jerked forward, putting a hand between to doors to stop them. “So, is that a yes?” He tilted his head back, “Maybe watch a movie or something?” 

You intended to head home at first, not expecting him to extend this hand. This wasn’t like him—his usual closed-off self. Admittedly, you enjoyed this better. He now had a willingness that never was there before. It was jarring—the way he seemed to do a 180 from last night. 

You reasoned that maybe you could enjoy yourself and finally be the friend Steve needed you to be—to love his friend the way he did so many years ago. For Bucky, it was grasping at straws; he wanted to keep you around in any way he could. He would never be Steve—could never be the image of a perfect man that you deserved. 

We’re better as friends. 

He repeated the mantra in his mind, affirming himself despite part of him saying otherwise. He could stand to be this with you, friends with something more every once in a while. Hell, every day if you let him. He settled so you wouldn’t have to. You didn’t deserve someone like him, an undeniable shroud of darkness that clouded over your blinding light. 

“You know what, why the hell not?” You stepped off the elevator cart and brushed by the man. “I get to pick the movie though.” 

“‘Course, doll.” 

part three

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[tom-is-online]

my most dearest and beloved mutual I have entered hell (finals). do you perchance have a silly story to share so I can literally think abt anything else rn (no pressure ofc)

i sat for a while to think about this but i think i have it now.

so a while ago i went to uk sonic con, i went on my own cuz i had just moved to uni and wanted to try doing some things on my own and it sounded fun. i had a rly good time i walked around a lot and i saw a lot of panels which did rly inspire me and i saw cosplayers and it was awesome :)

the last thing on the schedule for the con was that Bentley Jones (the person who made Dreams of an Absolution (Silver's theme) and other sonic songs) was going to be there and was gonna do a show

i have a recording of them singing Dreams of an Absolution and it was a life-changing experience for me, there was an eggman cosplayer sat infront of me going actually INSANE. It was so cool.

Anyway, i was sat alone cuz obvs, i hadnt talked to too many ppl and was on my own all day. Some people who seemed like friends came in and all sat in the chairs next to me, i didnt wanna intrude, so I didn't and i sat and waited for the show to start

anyway, i was also in a Silver the Hedgehog Zine a year ago, it had come out by the time i went to the con and i didnt think much of it. I later when i got home said in the chat "oh i was just at sonic con heres a video of Bentley"

MOTHERFUCKER

The people sat next to me. Were in that zine. not just that but one of them was TAKALA WHO RAN THE FUCKING SILVER ZINE

i will never be over it, if i could go back in time i would tell past tom to say in the zine chat if anyone else is there so i could say hi but JESUS CHRIST actual insane day

theyre doing the con in london next time im p sure so id have to go with someone cuz thats a bit far, but the day of the sonic con 2024 will always be a core-defining moment in my life

ANYWAY WAFFL I HOPE UR FINALS GO WELL BETS OF LUCK GANG

also i did drawings whilst i was there under the cut if anyones interested

[sug4r-sp1c3]

Hi!

Could you maybe do villanous x a reader who has rabbit ears please? Thanks!!

RULES ARE RULFES NO SPECIFIC CHARACTERS OR THINGS ITS BEING A HC UHHHH

ok lets begin since i'm sleepy ITA 1 AM WHAT THE FUCK

"but sugar-sp1c3 you said your limit was 4 character-" I KNOW OKAYI' JUST FORGOT WHEN DOING THIS

VILLANOUS WITH A S/O WITH RABBIT EARS HCS !!

Characters, Demencia/Dementia, Dr.Flug, 5.0.5(platonic?), Black hat, penumbra, Sun Blast, Miss heed(not in order lol)

Demencia / Dementia

she woudl make fun of then

but like

A LOT

"Hey bunny ears!"

i feel like she would bite them idk

i mean yes she mocks of you BUT THATS HER WAY TO SHOW LOVE TO YOU..at least i think!

she haves 2 sides

the left one where she mocks and jokes and bites of you ears

and the right side where she praises you and your eyes and- you are basically her new black hat

she would often play with them

or if you have both rabbit and human she would be like:

"SO YOU HAVE SUPER HEARING!!?! OMG THATS SO COOL"

Dr. Flug

his first honest reaction is that gif sorry i don't make rules

HE THINKS THEY ARE COOL AND PRETTY ASF

HE MELTS IF THEY EVEN MOVE LIKE

HE JUST STARES AT YOU IN AWWE UNTIL HE SNAPS BACK TO REALITY!

unless his with black hat bc in that case he avoids to look at your ears at all cost since the "jefecito" can notice and idk yeah

he would probably want to do some experiments

but only friendly ones!!

like testing if you can do other things

if you have extra sensitive ears

or somthn idk i have no ideas rn

he would like to caress them on his little free time

oh btw he would LOVE if you and 5.0.5 where like best buddies or you would be his second parent-like figure(i swear i am trying to make his non specified gender I SWEAR GUYS)

he just lvoes you and you ears so much

5.0.5

he's a fucking bear bruh 💀

ok so thsi will be platonic like buddies or a second parental figure, or smthn like that

he loves to "talk" about your ears or ask you questions.(if you don understand them he would force flug to translate lmao)

he is very careful when he is trying to touch them since y'know..big paws

but he still tries!!

i imagine if he maked cupcakes the icing would be a drawing of an airplane, of dementia, a chameleon or a black hat idk, for you YOUR RABBIT EARS AND A HEART BECAUSE I THINK THEY ARE CUTE!!!!

he would even "ask" you to use you as inspiration for any dessert, or drawing or smthn.

i bet if he haves a rabbit plushie he gives it to you and/or puts something on the ears(ribbons, little hats, etc) he would be like "bow bow!" [siblings!]

Black Hat

he probably threats to rip off your ears

and eat them

basically hurt you

DUDE HE IS LIKE THE ANTI CHRIST ON HIS UNIVERSE WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO TURN HIM INTO A ONCELER?

Penumbra

SHE

LOVES

YOUR

EARS

SHE OFTEN POSTS THINSG ON HER INSTAGRAM(with your consent ofc) LIKE "my sweetie's ears where a bit messy today! so me and sun blast fixed them just a lil bit.... loved the result! 🐇💜"

she would ask if you are sensitive to things like sound or something to try to not let a lot of hard things that can cause a hard sound when they fall or make sure Curie or Sunblast don't throw things

she oftenly tries to impulse you to not cover them! but if you like to have them covered, she would be okay with that too!

the same that flug

she would ask to make some little and non-offensive, experiments on your ears

if you don't want, its okay!

if you want, its okay too!

"look! i got you this! i bet it would make your ears fur brighter!..and curie's too"

Miss Heed

okay she would POST LIKE 10000 HISTORIES, POSTS, AND A LOT OF THINGS IN ALL HER SOCIAL MEDIA

LIKE SAYING "HAH MY s/O'S EARS ARE UNIQUE AND YOURS NOT"

but she would never say that out loud.

she would ask to records tiktoks or anything about them, like idk trends, popular songs or just quick vid like "watch me take care of my Sweetie S/o ears!"

if they are sensitive, during the event of when she had everybody under her control or smthn she would keep you away from them

yes she would be a bit sadistic and evil but she still cares abt you

..or she just does the same thing that she did with them..

when she's at..THAT place..she draws in a corner a lot of little ears, like if she misses you and misses your ears..

if you visit, she would beg to touch them again , to feel them..she would be crazy for it..

Sunblast

Red BEFORE the "The Dreadful Dawn".

Orange AFTER "The Dreadful Dawn" and BEFORE the events of the comic and The "Heedeous Heart"

Yellow AFTER "The Dreadful Dawn" and the events of "The Heedeous Heart" and the little comic

even if you where his S/O he would mock of you and of them..

listen he knows you are his S/O but he just..feels like its the right thing or it doesn't matters

he doesn't even minds as i can think

he is just like "oh i am just joking! geez.."

Now under Penumbra's uhm..how do i say it?..NOW WITH PENUMBRA LMAO

he realized that he may have been a bit too much harsh with you..

he persuades Penumbra to localize you or visit you to apologize

if things go well..you both could try again!

and he is better.

He even tries to make you be friends with Penumbra! like he did with her

He still makes jokes but he thinks about them for a long time like

"no..that would hurt their feelings..NO ITS BAD..well- no wait..no..oh...this one may be good.."

he fears of you getting like the other ones..he tries to protect you at all cost

if you do get under Miss heed's..thing

he would be like mad but that multiplicate it for 10 and then for 100

the only thing that keeps him away from hurting heed and all her followers its his current little size and Curie

when you aren't under heeds control he makes sure you and your ears are okay..

he asks everyday if you are 100% SURE IF YOU ARE OKAY

after the Miss heed thing he is worried more than he should be but like c'mon

leave the little guy alone :(

he lost 2 of his most special people in his life just because a pink bitch

[kodasaac]

i just woke up to a huge- ig ? call out post about Tonto- my favorite emoji artist here.

i’m not gonna lie. YALL ARE EXHAUSTING !!!! why can’t yall just be decent people who draw, why is it always something

note: i will not be using any new emojis made by Tonto from this point on or following Tonto. there are emojis however that i requested for (for ex: my anxiety paralysis emoji) to be made and tonto was the one that made them, it is my aac and for some emojis they capture exactly what i experience in them. genuinely not sure rn what im going to do about my folders as the folders that are different genuinely make me dislike some of the folders in my aac because they don’t match (which is really upsetting as i’ve been telling myself it’s ok they don’t match rn because eventually tonto will make new folders and now i can’t do that. atp im just editing its folder into a blank one and just using that). regardless my statement still stands that anything new will not be used and if you support Tonto id say maybeeeeee fuck off a bit

(from my knowledge as of now, this involves grooming and abuse.)

[vall1223]

🖤💞Show Me Where The Delicate Stops💞🖤

Short summary: Strapley pairing, uhm. I kinda forget all thats in this. I do believe there is smut tho so beware if that isint for you

Tiffany didn't understand what the feelings were that rhea somehow kept dragging out of her. She's never felt like this. Atleast, not for a woman. The feeling seems similar to how Kaiser makes her feel. But that's not possible. She wasn't lesbian, she couldn't be.

Rhea had been amused the past few weeks, she noticed how easily she had effects on Tiffany, it was cute. Rhea didn't think Tiffany would ever act on it. Hell she doesn't even know if the blonde would ever realize. She'd be lying if she said Tiffany didn't at least fit the dumb blonde stereotype at least a tiny bit.

That next week at raw Tiffany decided to pay a visit, she wanted to get to the bottom of this. It didn't make any sense to her, not at all. “Tiff, I think you know what it is.” Rhea spoke, her voice teasing yet also calming. “No.. it can't be that. I'm not gay Rhea..” Tiffany’s voice was slightly panicked. She didn't want this to be the case. What about Kaiser? But she feared it might be. Rhea sighed looking at her, “come to my hotel room later. We can talk more then. I have a promo so I'm kinda busy rn.” Tiffany just looked at Rhea and nodded. That fucking innocent look Tiffany always had around her. Rhea just wanted to destroy that bit of innocence, make Tiffany beg and plead for her.

⛓️🎀⛓️

Once Tiffany arrived at Rhea's room she was instantly let in, she talked with Rhea for a while. But she wouldn't stop denying being gay. She was Tiffany Stratton after all, she couldn't like women could she? Not that she had anything against it. She just never thought it would be her who had a girl crush.

Rhea got bold a bit later that night, she was putting her arm around Tiffany's waist. Holding her. Tiffany tried to pull away. But she wanted Rhea to hold her, her touch was warm and comforting with a hint of something else Tiffany couldn't quite put her finger on right now. All she could say to explain it was some sort of tingling feeling? It didn't matter. It was nice.

“You may deny you're gay, but are you at least open to experiment and find out? I can treat you well, Tiff.” Tiffany looked at Rhea and she didn't know how to react. “I don't know… what about Kaiser?.” Tiffany didnt wanna break her boyfriend's heart. He didn't do anything wrong to deserve that. “How about.. you ask permission. If he says no, i'll back off.” Tiffany paused but nodded, and got on her phone to message Kaiser.

Once Rhea got the okay, she pulled Tiffany on her lap kissing her lips. Tiffany had on a nice strawberry lip gloss that transferred onto Rheas lips as well. “Nice taste Stratton.” Tiffany felt her face heat up, she knew she was face red because of Rheas cocky fucking smirk. Rhea started kissing up Tiffany's neck, they were gentle but lust filled. Tiffany was letting out small whimpers. Why did this feel so good? Rhea’s hands were trailing all up and down every square inch of Tiffy's skin, she began taking Tiffany's shirt off. Holy fuck. Rhea's eyes traced the pink lacy bra on Tiffanys tits. “You look fucking beautiful Tiff.”

Tiffany looked at rhea, her voice barely above a whisper as she said, “thank you..” Rhea slapped Tiffanys ass, not hard. Just enough to get a small yelp to leave her lips. “Please..” Tiffany mumbled. “Please what huh? What is it Tiffany. What do you want?” Tiffy let out a small whine of frustration and embarrassment because rhea was making her act like this. “Please.. fuck me mommy..” Rhea didn't have to be told a second time. She's been dying to get her hands on Tiffany since she showed up on raw. Her hands slid into tiffy's bra, instantly drawing whines from Tiffany's lips as she squirmed. Rheas hands slid down her fingers hooking into the waistband of Tiffany's shorts, pulling them down revealing a matching pink lace thong that matched the bra. Rhea was captivated. Tiffany was gorgeous, how was she just now getting to see her like this? She looked down at Tiffy’s pretty pussy, just to see Tiffany was basically dripping wet. “Desperate much?” Tiffany only nodded. Rhea moved Tiffany's thong to the side. Sliding 2 fingers inside her with ease, Tiffany's breathing quickened. “Oh.. oh god.” Rhea moved her head up from kissing Tiffany's breasts. “Don't bring God into this Tiff. I wanna hear you say my name.” Tiffany shivered at the statement. What stupid effect was this. It seemed like Rhea could have anyone under a trance in seconds. Or maybe Tiffany was thinking that to hide from the truth. Who knows anymore. Rhea had been leading kisses all the way down Tiffany's body, leaving the last few along her inner thighs before she was right where Tiffany needed her. She had kept pumping her fingers in and out of her this whole time, tiffy looked like she could break any minute. But rhea made her hold back. Her tongue darted out licking a line up Tiffany's core. Tiffany shivered as she felt the metal ball of rheas tongue piercing glide over her clit. “Fuckkk…” Rhea smiled a bit from in between Tiffany's legs starting to lick circles around Tiffany's clit while starting to pump 3 fingers in and out of her. Rheas free hand sliding up to play with Tiffany’s tits yet again, Tiffy was intoxicating. Like a drug Rhea didn't want out of her system. Tiffany was starting to sound more desperate, her moans coming out more as frantic cries. It was too much but she loved it. Rhea kept going and Tiffany was close, really close. “You wanna cum? Huh? Little fucking whore. Say my name and I'll let you cum all over my fingers and tongue. What would your pathetic boyfriend think? Seeing how much better i please this fucking pussy. Come on, say it and it's yours.” Tiffany was struggling to even be coherent. Her eyes wanted to roll back but she wanted to look at Rhea. Watch what she was doing to her that made her mind so fucking empty. “Mommy. Please. Please please… I'm so close, let me cum..” Rhea slapped one of Tiffany's tits only getting a whimper to fall from her lips. “Are you gonna be a good girl?” Tiffany nodded, over and over. She was right on the edge but she knew she needed permission. And this was Rhea testing her patience. “I'll be such a good girl. I'll be your slut. Come on please?” A small chuckle escaped Rhea as she finally gave permission, “go ahead slut. Cum for me.” Tiffany didn't have to be told twice, as soon as the word was said she came undone basically damn near screaming out as her eyes rolled to the back of her head, this was way too good. She didn't want it to stop. Rhea made sure to take Tiffany through her high till she came back down, taking Tiffany to get cleaned up and praised her for doing so well until they both fell asleep on the hotel bed that night, content with what they did. Maybe, just maybe Tiffany thought she might be a little lesbian. But only for Rhea. Until further notice. But tonight was when Tiffany let Rhea see where the stupid blonde delicate personality stops.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WBITA if i told my mom to stop watching kdramas and get off the internet.

I [20F] have been increasingly frustrated with my mother [44F] for a very stupid and hypocritical reason. We're pretty close, with her mostly raising me on my own and all that, but we're very different people and often clash on a lot of things. Despite that, I like hanging out with her and telling her about stuff and vice versa. She also works from home, so we're around each other very often since I don't work rn.

The problem is that for the last month or so she's gotten very into kdramas and youtube summaries of manhwas and all that. I am not trying nor claiming to be a mental healthcare professional, but I am 99% sure she has some type of undiaognosed autism (like once she told me that for most of her life she didnt how to show or feel emotion and she would copy other people arround her and we had an argument about how that is Not The Common Human Experience. Among other things she's a neat freak, blunt, has told me before that she has very bad intrusive thoughts and so on) . This is relevant bc another one of her quirks is that she can become obsessive with something Very Easily. She cannot help herself from bingwatching shows, speedreading through books, She Has To Finish A Task Before Anything Else In This One Specific Order. This is serious, she geniunely gets angry or frustrated about any sort of interruption. Normally this is fine for me to work around, but the reason I am here with this ask is bc it's gotten worse.

Every time I go and try to talk to her, she's got her headphones on, watching a manhwa video (her headphones are bad bc they're work headphones so I can hear what she's listening to). 90% of the time I interrupt her, she does the biggest sigh, fixes me with a dead stare, and acts dimissive. At night, where she would usually hangout in the living room watching idle TV, she now goes straight to her room to watch kdrama's in bed, and her room is where she works from too. The latest development is that she's stopped eating in the livingroom during her work breaks too, which was the one time of day I could hang out with her while she's on the clock. She instead asks me to bring her food to her room and once again, on her personal laptop, watching manhwa summaries.

This, on top of my own personal declining mental health and the fact that sometimes I feel like our roles are reversed (I do any chore she asks me around the house, I cook for the entire house, I am the one sent to do grocery shopping etc while she goes out with her friends) I don't mind this usually, she is my mom, I am unemployed, and she does work a 9 to 5 even if it is from home. But now it stings a lot. The part that makes me think I am the asshole is the fact that the way she is acting right now is the exact same thing she used to scold me on before. "Take off those headphones, stop only hangin out in your room, notice the world around you" and I am still a bit like that. But I feel like I've changed. I finished highschool during the pandemic and quarantine and it fucked me up, not having the strongest friendships irl since I live in a fairly conservative country and I am very outwardly queer and stuff. But I've made an effort to start talking to her, to hang out with her, to help around the house. I was and still half am in the same behavioral pattern she is in right now, but I feel like I've made the effort to not wear headphones so often so I can hear if she calls me, to leave the door to my room open etc. It feels like minor things, ik.

I will also say, while I spend a lot of time online and on my phone/laptop, I do a diversity of things. I draw, I watch youtube videos, I talk and play games with my friends, I read, etc. Things I don't mind pausing. My mom, all she does, is ocasionally scroll through instagram, respond to messages, and watch youtube manhwa summaries. It is all that she does. And she acts like I've come in yelling during one of her meetings every time I interrupt her.

The problem here is, I am afraid that if I bring this up with her, that I will find out the change in behaviour I think I made would be invisible to her and that I would be the biggest hypocrite. And I do not want another yelling match as we have had several in the past on similar subjects, where I think I've changed but she doesn't.

Another one, it seems to make her happy. She laughs, and seems to be geniunely invested. Her new workplace is stressful and the work that she has to do is complicated, and I am glad she's found something to destress her and again. I do the same thing, I hole myself up in my room and spend time alone, why am I now mad at her for doing the exact same thing, right? But she's stopped listening to me. I tell her about things, she dismisses me bc she was in the middle of a video, and then comes calling for me because "Why haven't you done x y z Why is x y z here Why are we missing x y z" despite me having told her. I've suggested to her to watch some longer youtube videos together, which is usually our bonding method, and she'll agree. How that usually went was that I would wait until she called me since its her schedule we work around or that I pop into the living room and her seeing me would remind her. Now, again, she barely leaves her room. She just watches those videos and those shows. Nothing else. Works, sends out the roomba to vaccum every day, either gets her own food or yells for me to do it for her, and thats it. Checks on her plants maybe, does one or two chores that I haven't done. Back to her manhwas.

So , WIBTA if I confronted her about this and told her to stop? It risks another yelling match between us, it is hypocritical of me to do so bc I am the same. I am not gonna pretend I don't also become a hermit and hole myself up in my room. But idk. And it seems to be a geniune interest for her and it makes me happy, even tho in this whole situation I feel abandoned by my mother. Which sounds very stupid and dramatic but. Oh well.

What are these acronyms?

[smoked-salmon-official]

found my pen so im finally drawing idw vagabond and victory but i wanted to asky ask:

from your perspective as victory's creator, what do you think about their dynamic? what would happen if they meet (djd or baseline) and just what do you think about them?

you said you had thoughts, so i'd like to hear another perspective as i draw this

(also i wish you the best :[ burnout + depression fucking sucks, i'd never wish it on anyone)

wahoo!!!! yippee!!!!! yay!!!!! glad to hear your pen reappeared from the void - (i swear, sometimes my items just straight up despawn too...)

oughhhhh being their creator is so weird you really can just make a silly guy and do horrible things to them

*apologies if i misinterpret or mischaracterize anything!! brain feels like mush but i did reread through the tag <3

onwards to the actual stuff!!! -> for simplicity's sake im pretending this is after main story line stuff has concluded!! nothing bigs goin on

-victory is both frusturated and concerned by vagabond's general depressiveness, they are very depressed and not doing great either, but they express this in other ways (read: violence)

-however if they found out about his past they would not judge, they have done things they are not proud of either. they can't say if he's changed (dont know him well enough) or if they themself have changed either, so they dont judge

-and, theres a lot they would relate to vagabond on, like bad experiences w factions and the "good guys" not being so good, and just generally being neutrals who wandered around a bit

-victory would probably quite enjoy his company, they are quite quiet after the main events of the story too, and its nice to hang out with someone who doesnt really know them too well, doesnt expect anything of them, and doesnt really make any particular judgements either. they feel so defined by everything thats happened in the past, its hard to be anyone else now

-its kinda weirdly refreshing to meet someone as sad, complex, and generally kinda miserable as them who also feels like he has no one and no support system. i don't think theres gonna be much talkin to each other till later, but they have, i guess, a quiet understanding of each other... the past is very complicated but with someone who gets that but is otherwise a stranger, there can be a little bit of peace ..

-if they met on the lost light they would bond over being the strangers/outcasts/being judged by others

-if they met somehow djd ending peaceful tyranny 2 victory would actually welcome vagabond abord if he wanted, they kinda have a lot of sympathy for anyone just sort of drifting around alone with no one to care about them, thats who they were once and other peoples kindness saved them. im not sure if vagabond would accept the offer, but victory would definitely extend it after some ambiguous adventures together

-ya, sorry lol if this is disjointed, out of character, doesnt make sense etc..... brain is mush! lookin forward to seeing what you make tho!

[and thank you, yeah its a bad combo and things suck rn but i think everything will be okay<3]

[unproduciblesmackdown]

i feel like you would have really fascinating takes on the transformers franchise if that was ever something something you got into (meant as complimentary. kind of inspired by the fast and furious zine you talk abt every now and then tho in tf case its much more transgender in the comics (kind of in transformers one as well?) than the live action verse. asia kate dillon in a transformers movie when...) sorry if this is random as hell :]

oh thank you, this ask is a treat to randomly get, fun insight on that connection & my theoretical fascinating takes is [takes the compliment] rn lol

i've never directly experienced any transformers franchise media besides Knowing Of It while existing concurrently with it on this earth, gleaned a tiny bit of info but any like. lol here we go: transformative &/or just fan analysis / discussion worlds are pretty entirely unknown to me, but i guess i both already assume & am distantly aware of like queer fanbase existing lol & like you really have to deconstruct ideas about sexuality & gender if you're dealing with stuff like alien robots fucking, i'm sure two trucks having sex has to be a thing for transformers fans more than even the average tumblr user. which like now that you've sent this idea connecting it to Fast & Furious: Transgender Style like i'm sure just as that is kind of an uphill battle (at least seemingly) to fix a trans lens on, like, well it's an uphill battle i'm sure if some transformer fan ships the transformers but has to draw mechs about it. however, "trans" is right in the name. just like on real, regular trucks sometimes

also like genuinely maybe you should pitch "trans / queer input on the transformers franchise" to https://www.girldadpress.com/contact as an idea for a potential upcoming anthology work again, like the first zine being that "all trans contributors doing works about the fast & furious franchise" (which i could contribute to without having ever seen any movies or knowing anything besides what was from the one relevant video game we watched a playthrough of on youtube. while also not being the only contributor who had never seen anything fast & furious / didn't know much / didn't particularly like it lol) & the anthology in progress right now being queer contributors doing works about the sex & the city franchise, which i also know nothing about, except maybe making the connection about the funny unlikely "and just like that" making billions have to quickly edit in some voiceover into an episode, & then i start talking actually about being the queer trans "also not a fan, also haven't even actually seen this" about billions lmao But. that'd be in writing so we can imagine a sprawling [just me complaining / analyzing a whole different media] all while like, i'm not the Wrong Audience billionswatcher with that insight + writing skill combo (that would be nothingunrealistic)

anyway they Are open to input / ideas like that lol & i didn't have any ideas to offer but like why not send it in? & then maybe eventually you could have a zine of fascinating takes on the transformers franchise. i really enjoyed the full 2 trans 2 furious zine as someone who barely already knew anything, so probably if i Did know shit it'd only be an enhanced experience.

asia kate dillon in the last(?) fast & furious movie, in a transformers movie sure, in Anything, anywhere in their range from Striking, Intense Presence to funny little guy (highest honor)

(bonus: from following a few blogs for cats (jellicle) (have been meaning to like watch the '98 proshot but haven't actually yet. know a bit & respect it / like it on principle / like it distantly b/c like Yeah Sure but again another thing i don't know much about. one time my costume for a show i was in was very cats style, which is great. unfortunately don't have access to any of the disposable camera vlogging pics i took. it was purple & i did my own face makeup whee) i see things about Starlight Express, the andrew lloyd webber musical about trains & their train contest & it's done on rollerskates & i also know basically nothing but it's, you know, people As Train Units in costumes that like at a glance are kind of giving transformers(tm) b/c how could it not, really. this is like my main trainsformers (keeping that typo, sure) thing to offer rn)

[peppermintstarsonamintyway]

This, is definitely overdue.

Alright, hi, hello. Let's talk- as my shittily drawn comic says-

First off, I'm Kaz, I also go by Wolfy, Fifty (from my old tumblr user/tag/whatever), and any variation of Peppermint. One friend who has tumblr as well calls me Pepsi on discord for shits and giggle and another knows my real name. Well, both know, it's just a 50/50 on what they use-

I am a sexuality questioning neurodivergent genderfluid creature, I don't care what pronouns are used for me as long as the person talking to me is comfortable with me.

On here I'll be most commonly showing myself as a kitsune with just, a chalk board on hand. Or, well, paw.

Okay, general blog rules and things to know.

No explicit nsfw. You can send asks being curious about certain habits of my ocs and draw whatever kinda art of them you want (do not touch ANY little ones I will block you so fast), but anything in regards to me myself, absolutely the fuck not.

Oc shipping is perfectly okay with me! Just don't ask about children and keep your fan children to yourself, please and thank you. I do not want asks about my ocs having children in my askbox.

I am VERY much a multishipper, if you see me shipping my ocs with my other ocs, do not assume you can't come in and make an offer of one of your own ocs. Do not be afraid to talk to me about shipping ocs or oc interactions in general.

As long as I'm credited, anyone is more than welcome to use my art for whatever the fuck they want. If it's something questionable, I'd prefer you keep it to yourself, but otherwise, go ahead. Although I'd be surprised if anyone wanted to use my art for anything-

I do NOT. I repeat, do NOT. Take commissions. I'll take requests to draw ocs and other such things, alongside canon characters, but I do NOT take commissions. Requests will really only be sketches, occasionally colored and sometimes legitimately finished because I had the energy for it.

I feel as though this should be obvious, but I'll say it anyways, pro-shippers, racists, lgbtq+phobics, assholes of generally any kind, especially those obsessed with politics, aren't fucking welcome here. This blog is here for me to look at content from people I like and affectionately blast my mutuals with whatever cracked up shit I come up with. If you can't help but be a piece of shit in my safe space, you can go fuck yourself.

Be kind. I don't care who you are, I don't care what you came here for, but if you can't bare to spare a shred of kindness when you talk to me, I don't want you interacting with my blog. You can criticize my art, the way I write, the way I talk, just how much I ramble, but if you can't be nice about it, I'd rather you say nothing at all.

Alright, that should be that.

If you wanna contact me, you can contact me on here through tumblr's messaging system, but you can also contact me on discord at .peppermintstars! If you're gonna friend me on discord, please warn me before you do. I don't have the best experience with randomly being friended and I may end up blocking you on instinct- I do have a twitter although I don't use it so I won't bother linking it until I start using it.

I hope to eventually start streaming sometime this year, be it with or without a 2d or 3d model, so if you wanna support me, you can find me on twitch and youtube!

I'll also give a list of the media I'm into and what you can expect me to be reblogging! Or at least looking at-

Cookie Run! Primarily ocs. (I don't know what the fuck is going on in the story rn and I need to get caught up-)

Persona 5 Royal and in subsequent, the Persona series in general.

Demon Slayer! (Or Kimetsu No Yaiba if you prefer to call it that.)

Pokemon. I like to watch the animes and if I can I'll get whatever new game comes out, even if I get it a bit late-

How To Train Your Dragon! Yes I'm still into HTTYD even years after the first movie came out. That shit ain't going no where.

Honkai: Star Rail and Genshin Impact! Although the interest for these has diminished and isn't ever really consistent, I may as well list them because I either do play them or have played them.

Cult of The Lamb! I like Narilamb. I like Narinder. I've a thing for powerful higher beings in general okay-

Dungeons and Dragons! If you need a dm or an extra player for whatever reason, I am more than open to joining a campaign.

Dark Souls! And other souls-like games from FromSoftware- ties into the D&D thing because I get way too many ideas watching playthroughs of those games.

God of War! Again, the liking of powerful higher beings- also ties into D&D.

The Resident Evil series! Leon Kennedy is hot and Ethan Winters was a good dad.

FNAF! Alongside other such mascot horror games- Poppy Playtime included (mostly just for Dogday.)

Mythology and folklore! Hopefully evident by the fact I chose a kitsune as my persona on here- also connects into D&D again to no one's surprise.

That should be everything I can remember off the top of my head!

That's all, thank you for reading, have a good day, and here's a sleepy kitsune for your troubles!

[gloomyshoujo]

So I heard about a site called bearblog.dev and decided to make an account. What's interesting about it, is that it's not connected to anything like most social media sites are. So really, the only way for people to find you is through word of mouth, or by paying (which tbh I prefer not being on a discover page tbh).

I liked their mission statement, about never wanting to sell, that it's run on donations and no ads, etc. But the biggest plus for me, was how you can customize things!

I haven't remotely worked on my own theme yet, but I poked around the code a bit, and it seems pretty straight forward; so I think I should be okay! Though, I can only play around the css, and not html without being a paid member.

Buuut I have experience though the sheer torture of having to customize everything through just css, so I think I'll manage.xD

I can't work on it rn, as I am finishing up on my Dreamwidth theme, as well as a drawing I need to get done soon.T.T But apparently, you can customize your dashboard!!! And, well, I couldn't resist.xD

This is, again, just the dashboard; so essentially, only I can see this lol. But I needed a break from my other 2 projects, and it seemed easy enough.xD

I definitely didn't go all out; as this is just my writing page. But I still wanted it to be calm yet exciting for me to work in! I chose colours similar to the Tumblr Classic (low contrast) theme, as I use that as my base on AO3 as well.xD (But I did shift the hue lol)

Initially, it was just gonna be solid plain colours but then...whoops! I had fun, and I did learn a few new things~

I had found a few codes a few months ago, and decided to play around with them, and made something new from them aha!

Which, if you would have asked me months ago, I would not have been able to figure out, but I managed to make something work.xD You can't see it here, but the headers have a subtle rainbow animation.:-P And when you hover over the boxes, they pop up, and have an animated rainbow shadow! Oh, and all links appear white, but when hovered, have animated rainbow on the text.:-) Yes, lots of rainbow!xD

Which like, technically these have been done in the past; but required Java Script back then. Now, they can be done through css only!:-D (Which was super helpful, since I can only play around with the css lol)

I could not install custom fonts, so went with a browser standard. I think for journal themes, it should work? But dashboard seems like a no go! (Idk tho, I'd have to test!)

Also, not very noticeable in the screenshot, but the body has a blur effect, so anything behind it will make it blur.:-)

And yes, couldn't resist adding Ranka.xD She makes me happy!

Also, yes, this is very busy for most. But I made it for me. The spacey background makes me feel calm and a bit nostalgic over some themes I had made in the past, or of other sites I enjoyed browsing. The rainbow is subtle, not too annoying; but still sparks something fun for me! The colours for the body do well for my eyes as I type/edit stuff, which is what I wanted. And having a character I love in the bg/cursor (which you can't see here either) is just a nice bonus aha~

There are still some very minor bugs I need to fix, but that will be for another time. I would like to make this code public eventually, but not sure how or where, or if anyone would actually want to use it.xD I'm thinking once I have an ACTUAL site one day, I'll post it there?

So uh yea, I'm working on a Dreamwidth, I have a Tumblr already; so why the fuck would I want another blogging platform?xD

A few reasons, which I feel like I've already kind of mentioned here lol. But another big reason, is I do enjoy having multiple spaces for different purposes if that makes sense? I like the idea of having Tumblr for whatever the fuck I do here.xD And Dreamwidth for more art and fandom related stuff (and maybe a few other stuff; but definitely long form posts; idk yet, I still haven't tested the waters. But think art/fandom blogging, mainly). And maybe a bearblog for more mmm...personal or intimate entries. Stuff I don't want too many eyes or engagement on.

Like, yea sure I could keep certain thoughts to myself. But I find myself always afraid of sharing thoughts, feelings, or ideas in my own spaces (I have soooo many drafts). Perhaps of fear of being "too much" or making someone mad; but I feel like I should learn to being okay being me, having opinions or thoughts on stuff, to be able to even change over time, and not worry about an algorithm showing it to the wrong person, ya feel?

And yea, I just want another site to test out coding/design without committing to having my own site again JUST YET lol. (I SWEAR I'll make one eventually...I'm just intimidated + unsure of which host to choose lol)

So yup! Uhhh idk when I'll be done all of this lol. I'll definitely finish my Dreamwidth first, which I will announce~! Once that's done, might work on my bearblog, and let you guys know of that.xD

[x1e3ju]

some shuake headcanons i wrote last night out of drawing withdrawals since last night was sunday and i had to unfortunately stop to sleep for school the next day (i slept at 1 almost 2 am)

i think abt them soo often like unhealthily often (yk. the adhd) i love thinking abt their intimate moments and js them in general and how their neurodivergency really affects their relationship, not negatively but js in general. i love to think abt how they support each other, unembarrassedly (?) bc again (like how i stated somewhere in those paragraphs lol) they know they are the only ones who can bc they both need their own accommodations and all, yk how the neurodivergent experience is if ur here i imagine. but anywho, i rly love to think abt them being intimate, in a nonsexual way. More sensual in their case than anything else bc i think whenever they would be intimate like that around each other, its more out of calming than actual sex. also cuz they are practically minors (reminder for twitter!) and also bc its a bit of projection from my side hehe love is just so much more complex and beautiful with also neurodivergent folk within the community. i also like to think abt them as if they were t4t and how much they could reassure each other in their genders which again, is so beautiful bc its really rare to find. i dont think they’d be very lovey dovey, i think akechi would have a hard time coming to terms with that idea like the idea of a romantic relationship and i think akira would have issues breaking from the comphet he wouldve developed as a child, the idea us females are forced to have towards a relationship, the idea that u can never escape sexism resulting in invalidating his trans idea, basically a naoto. (what atlus did when they thought they were being smart pretty much) and all that rly js means a lot to me bc u dont get the choice to headcanon such personal things onto many ships where it feels like it could genuinely make sense very often, even if most of this nuiance is literal projection and js made up, again it feels like it isnt and ughugjguh i love it!!! shuake my fucking sillies i need to post headcanons like this more often bc it js clouds the brain too much and i must release it lolol (sorry this rant was boring im in school rn :/)

[corvidae-corvus]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

My mind wants to be loud I want noise I want distraction and noise and it's way too quiet in my mind right now it's sickening. I don't even want to comprehend the words in my head I just want to scream. I want to scream in my head just aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh but like lowercase or uppercase?? More like a shrill AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

My ears aren't hurting but they are aching and not acheing to screeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaammmmmm

I want to watch a video on YouTube and focus all of my attention on it with some earphones and stuff. But I also don't want to I want to draw and read something or listen to music at the same time and comprehend both.

But it's night time and I need to sleep but I don't want to!

I'm feeling better. The urge to feel.

My head is empty now I only hear my thoughts and I'm writing my thoughts down and it's so empty in my head but I want to listen to my thoughts but I also don't want to. This is so weird like wtf is this experience.

Like it's soooo weird. Is this ADHD? I have no idea like what. Like I'm going crazy. Ok that's an exaggeration but still. Like what is this feeling?

Will listening to music help? Or putting on a video maybe I don't want to comprehend anything I just want to hear something I need to fill my head with thoughts or silence without my thoughts or noise without my thoughts?

I feel underwhelmed? I feel overwhelmed by the underwhelming? Or the opposite?

I'm feeling much better now.

I have so many ideas in my head and I'm paralyzed by all the things I wanna do and all the choices I want to make and all the paranoia I'm fucking paranoid holy shit I'm a paranoid person.

Listening to music I feel a little better maybe I should just listen to music. But I also want to draw. Putting the volume all the way up bro I might actually go death lmao.

So do I have ADHD cause I've been thinking about it for well over a year now and I'm not sure and like wtf happened to me right there like I was fine I was just feeling weird. Like I was just sitting in the same position typing on my phone this whole time. Like a shrimp 🦐 lmao.

Was that even ADHD? What if it's like my depression or anxiety or something. Like I only have a bit of social anxiety but idk I'm home and fine rn.

Well that was weird, just had to vent a bit lmao

Anyways....have a nice day 😃

[soup-scope]

i have a response

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first of all, my man is so soft spoken and so polite.

from his tone of voice i pick up the vibes on how *excited* he is to discover another seer obscura in his lifetime. he *finally* has another person in his life who could possibly understand what it’s like to exist with his abilities. i can only barely imagine how terrifying it is to be a seer, but a seer obscura especially? they don’t *exist* in the time continuum that seers can witness. in any capacity. although something like that can be seen as freeing or uninhibiting. that is fucking terrifying to me. like the idea of being able to see ANYTHING and you just can’t see what happens to *you* specifically… that’s fucking scary. and just. you can hear how excited he is about meeting someone who can share that experience with him…. and yet he restrains himself for the sake of his listener. during his audios he is just so. calm and patient with the listeners apprehension with their abilities.

i’m also a massive lore girlie (gn) and morgan’s videos are a GOLDMINE filled with lore. we learn bits and pieces of how the department is structured, magical history, and potentially the creation of seers themselves might be revealed in his vids‼️‼️ the seer community seems to be its own direct and different branch of the magical community.

his listener is also somewhat developed already?? there’s just a lot we can infer from them/characterize on our own. they only reach out to the department for guidance after the inversion. like i’m so interested in their motives as to why they waited so long to reach out???? they hid themself as an illusory??? did they work in a magical-based job?? but also because of how open their character is it opens the door to so many weird/fun headcanons. like my starbucks manager seer obscura listener lol. (i think part of my morgan enjoyment stems from how much fun i had with my listener for him lmao)

i ADORE the idea of seer obscuras. there’s quite literally only like two (maybe more) in existence rn. they can hide themselves as different magical users and can’t be SEEN BY THE TIME STREAM. like they can make HUGE impacts on the future. morgan or his listener can potentially help with the close knit situation cause blake won’t be able to see them coming or make any direct action 👀👀

i simply adore how morgan interacted with his listener with zero expectations and just wanted to answer their questions patiently and politely and just get the chance to maybe see them in the future and/or maybe help them along the way

ik that morgan as a character is a plot device. he’s the character that’s used to drop shit loads of exposition without it being out of character. like vincent solaire isn’t gonna make out with lovely and then go into a long winded lecture about how seers were invented. morgan is an exposition machine to get plot spewed out at us. i recognize that but at the same time i love it. because i love lore and lore dumps

TLDR: he’s respectful and soft spoken (very nice on my ears) and i love all the lore he provides.

(also ps: everyone draws morgan looking super hot so that helps. especially @elisacaleisa ‘s design it’s SO GOOD)

I have an assignment for you @soup-scope

Why do you love Morgan? Can you give me a detailed explanation of what’s appealing about him? I genuinely don’t even understand, he puts me right to sleep everytime 😭

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