#and no i don't think i will be providing any extra context

[ladynox]

Tagged by @suzteel, @ajna-eye-cogitations @infp-obsessing-over-everything

rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words

so this is from dealing with knights. the sequel to dealing with dragons that @beautifulcheat and I are working on. And I just... I couldn't have planned for this if I tried 😂😂😂😂

tagging @jule1122 @tasyfa @jocarthage, @haloud @myrmidryad @maeglinthebold , @thesquidkid, @cryoverkiltmilk and whoever else hasn't been tagged by now that wants to do it.

[anistarrose]

I want to make my posts more accessible, but can't write IDs myself: a guide

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While every image posted online should be accessible in an ideal world, we all know it 1) takes time to learn how to write image descriptions, and 2) is easy to run out of spoons with which to write IDs. And this says nothing of disabilities that make writing them more challenging, if not impossible — especially if you're a person who benefits from IDs yourself.

There are resources for learning how to write them (and if you already know the basics, I'd like to highlight this good advice for avoiding burnout) — but for anyone who cannot write IDs on their original posts at any current or future moment, for any reason, the there are two good options for posting on Tumblr.

1. Crowdsource IDs through the People's Accessibility Discord

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The People's Accessibility Discord is a community that volunteers description-writing (and transcript-writing, translation, etc) for people who can't do so themselves, or feel overwhelmed trying to do so. Invite link here (please let me know if the link breaks!)

The way it works is simple: if you're planning to make an original post — posting art, for example — and don't know how to describe it, you can share the image there first with a request for a description, and someone will likely be able to volunteer one.

The clear upside here (other than being able to get multiple people's input, which is also nice) is that you can do this before making the Tumblr post. By having the description to include in your post from the start, you can guarantee that no inaccessible version of the post will be circulated.

You can also get opinions on whether a post needs to be tagged for flashing or eyestrain — just be able to spoiler tag the image or gif you're posting, if you think it might be a concern. (Also, refer here for info on how to word those tags.)

The server is very chill and focused on helping/answering questions, but if social anxiety is too much of a barrier to joining, or you can't use Discord for whatever reason, then you can instead do the following:

2. Ask for help on Tumblr, and update the post afterwards

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Myself and a lot of other people who describe posts on this site are extra happy to provide a description if OP asks for help with one! This does leave the post inaccessible at first, so to minimize the drawbacks, the best procedure for posting an image you can't fully describe would be as follows:

Create the tumblr post with the most bare-bones description you can manage, no matter how simple (something like "ID: fanart of X character from Y. End ID" or "ID: a watercolor painting. End ID," or literally whatever you can manage)

Use a tool like Google Lens or OCR to extract text if applicable and if you have the energy, even if the text isn't a full image description (ideally also double-check the transcriptions, because they're not always perfect)

Write in the body of the post that you'd appreciate a more detailed description in the notes!

Tag the post as "undescribed" and/or "no id" only if you feel your current, bare-bones description is missing out on a lot of important context

When you post it and someone provides an ID, edit the ID into the original post (don't use read mores, italics, or small text)

Remove the undescribed tag, if applicable. If you're posting original art, you can even replace it with a tag like "accessible art" for visibility!

And congrats! You now have a described post that more people will be able to appreciate, and you should certainly feel free to self-reblog to give a boost to the new version!

[vangbelsing]

About Messmer and Rellana

Spoilers will be under the cut, so if you haven't seen anything regarding these characters and you don't want to get spoiled, please scroll/click away‼️‼️

So regarding this post from (basically) yesterday, I want to expand on this topic a little and compile some bits I've seen people use as proof that Rellana and Messmer were in love and why I think it was most likely unrequited love on Rellanas part. I want to actually visit each of these points separately.

I will provide a link to each item description as it relates to each point where available. If there is no link, then it is because the point is self evident, (her sword having his flame) or there was no link I could find (the room where her shield is found) (since edited). If you know any lore or extra bits that I've missed, please do let me know and provide a source.

So on to the points I have personally seen:

She abandoned everything to "chase after Messmer"

She was given a sword imbued with his flames

There is a room in the Shadow Keep that has blue fire (like seen in Caria Manor and other locations associated with the moon) where you find Rellanas shield EDIT: added images to the appropriate section

She came to be known as "Messmers Sword" and was extremely devoted to him, even though she knew "the moon brilliance of the moon could not grant him succor"

Okay, so, starting with the first point:

She abandoned everything to chase after Messmer

I genuinely believe that could range from anything between platonic and romantic. With Messmer specifically, we see many people who showed similar devotion to him by abandoning their homes and swearing their undying fealty to him. Without further context, there's really nothing I can see that can be used in either direction to make this any more concrete, so I'll just move on.

She was given a sword imbued with his flame

I think point 2 is undoubtedly the weakest, as the Fire Knights were given swords blessed with his flames as well. In fact, all of Messmers soldiers had weapons blessed with his flame, or used his incantations. We see this with even the most basic Messmer soldier in game, so this point in specific I find rather baseless.

A room modeled after Raya Lucaria

I assume the reasoning behind using this as proof that they are in love is that it would be assumed Messmer himself modeled this room after Rellanas home out of his affection for her or something similar, and while that could be true given Fromsofts love of environmental storytelling, I do think this is too shaky to use as actual concrete evidence. Keep in mind, it is in a storeroom in the keep, and if you look, on the many levels of each of the rooms, we see numerous books, tablets, and other items used for study or knowledge, and many of them are based in different cultures and factions in the setting of the world, so having an area that would contain information regarding Raya Lucaria and associated magic or glinstone sorcery as a whole doesn't feel far fetched to me. Conversely, Messmer is shown to be very benevolent and caring towards those in his charge, so it would also be reasonable to assume that he would allow for her to have that part of the storehouse be modeled in a way that invokes feelings of home for her. But I don't necessarily believe that has to be romantic. I have no specific points to make on the contents of the shield itself, but I will link her shields description for any who want to read it.

EDIT: it seems to be an armory specifically. There are no books, and there are only shields and lances. Sorry I couldn't get a photo with all of the furniture intact, the Fire Knight destroyed it all... That said, I'm not sure if this being an armory would change any context, really.

She came to be known "as Messmers Sword"

This, again, doesn't feel concrete to me, as far as proving anything happening between them. After all, not only were many of his soldiers incredibly devoted to him, but the Fire Knights in specific were the ones who knew him best, and each of them were the ones who answered directly to Messmer, as well as wielding weapons with his flame and his incantations in tandem. They were closest to him. And then there's Gaius, who was outright stated to be Messmers friend and the leader of his men. Lastly, I think being devoted to someone does not always imply romantic love, nor does the title of being their instrument of battle. Blade of Miquella is Malenias title, and I do not believe those two are romantically involved.

Some additional thoughts

I would honestly say that the most convincing piece of evidence to suggest that there were romantic feelings on Rellanas part comes from her sword, which reads: "here, and here alone, were moon and fire ever together." This, to me, is far better evidence that there were deeper feelings on her part than just devotion. However, it also clearly states how they were never together, which I feel is very much the most important part of all of this.

However, in general, while I do believe that all of the in-game lore suggests she may have had romantic feelings for him, I also think it could be as deep as pure devotion. We see it everywhere in this world, both in base game and the DLC. Malenia, Blaidd, Leda, Ansbach... Radahn and Leonard. (sorry) Devotion is seen in all corners of this setting. Messmer in particular seemed to inspire a great deal from many different places and in many people, so it's not entirely impossible that it would be the same for Rellana, though I do believe she has unrequited love for him.

Another thing to keep in mind is Messmers situation. He is cursed and was waging a cleansing war on untold numbers. He is slowly being eaten away at by a serpent that resides in his body, and that says nothing of the flame in him that he utterly despises. He also clearly has many issues where Marika is involved. All of this, coupled with the information that the Fire Knights were the only ones who truly knew and understood Messmer, it feels to me like romance would not only be something he was not concerned with, but also something he might not allow himself. I feel like he's far more worried about more important things.

In closing

At the end of the day, the nature of these games is that of vague droplets of information, even with the most important story beats. So unless there is something I've missed, I genuinely believe there is nothing in the game suggesting that they were in love with each other or that Messmer in any way returned her feelings, and in fact I think the game suggest the exact opposite: that Rellanas feelings were one sided. However, the only person who could say for certain is Miyazaki, and something tells me he wouldn't care to elaborate on this.

So until supplementary material is released that reveals new information or there is lore within the game that I have not seen or has not yet been found, I'd have to say I think it's relatively certain that they were not romantically involved, and that the feelings were very one sided, if any romantic feelings existed at all.

[thefirstlioveyou]

what's with all those people walking passed our screens at rink o mania/the airport??

a initially believed these people were used just to distract us from mike and el's moment at the airport. i thought it was so weird that people were just covering the kiss. wouldn't you want us to see that? i guess they don't want us to care!

then i realized these people KEEP covering my damn view even after their kiss, and it continued even at rink o mania. it had to be a pattern.. and then i noticed. these people are only passing on shots that focus on mike. given all the evidence mike is being watched through the camera work, i believe these are just more evidence of so.

these people aren't being used to block out mike and el or block out anybody - they're there to single out somebody. something's watching mike at rink o mania and the airport.

(i'm gonna mostly provide ss because the scenes are obviously too long. here's what i've collected)

this specific shot (below) is so creepy. mike is the focal point, with his back turned to us - to the stalker. mike has no idea he's actively being watched as he's trying to be someone he's not - a shitty knockoff if you will lol. he thinks he's fooling everybody. but whoever or whatever it is that's watching, they ain't fooled at all. they're seeing it ALL.

these people continue to pass the camera even when they get to rink o mania

ah. yet again - mike is dead center. this is obviously love triangle imagery. but since we're starting to understand these are also stalker shots thanks to the walking people, this also represents as the stalker's main focus - mike.

and here too. we know he is the focal point of the shot here because the camera follows him and his pace. (also his bright ass fucking shirt is kinda hard to miss lmfao. which makes me think... could another reason why his shirt was yellow was to highlight/single him out for these shots?)

then we get the people during byler's fight - where mike also happens to unnecessarily clarify they're platonic and only platonic - as well. however this time it is more of an overall observation of the both of them

"but they're in public. it's just there to add to the environment and make it feel alive."

well.. yes. extras can be included to make the scene feel more alive. but all these people walking passed the screen is too distracting for it to just be there to liven the scene. there's more creative intent beyond that here. when you have said extras walking past your camera and blocking out your actors - and consistently on top of that - it's meant to inflict an emotion or tell you something. what emotion is all dependent on the context.

it can be used to create a feeling of being lost or making your audience feel crowded along with the character on screen. but obviously, here we aren't meant to feel either way. with the combination of the extras walking passed our screen and the focus on mike casually reuniting/having personal conversations, there's a feeling of intrusion here. what's happening isn't any of our business, yet we are still watching - something's still watching and it's watching with a target and goal in mind. It's looking for information.

we also know it isn't a coincidence because it's a reoccuring pattern with mike. we constantly see shots of him from weird angles and weird distances that make it seem as if he's being watched by something. this is just another piece of evidence to add to the folder.

[teafangirl]

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Bubble Fun

Reader x Bucky Barnes (From Thunderbolts)

Summary: You somehow got your boyfriend bucky to take a bubble bath. On the contrary, it was actually very easy, but you underestimate how much fun cleaning him would be.

Warnings : really fluffy, chubby Bucky being adorable, mentions of past events, bathtub couple time, Bucky being completely naked but non-sexual nudely. Tension, spice and soft touching. Talk of an orgasm. Pet names , no “Y/N” .

A./N: My friend @soldatshandler and I were chatting about Thunderbolts Bucky and how cute and chubby he looks in the pictures from the movie taller. We also chatted about some fics, and she gave me this fic Idea, so now I am writing it! Oh, gosh thunderbolts Bucky really got my mind going and this is what came out of that. Enjoy, this was a fun one shot to make! Lastly this takes place within the scene where Bucky takes his arm from the dishwasher, so let's say while its in the dishwasher. Also, apologies for any misspellings. I also hope you like how i did Bucky , my friend @soldatshandler helped with that too! The pictures are from the web, the one from the trailer was provided by my friend @soldatshandler , I thank her for giving me this wonderful idea!

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Context

You and Bucky had been a couple since the events of the flag smashers. You had met him at a coffee shop where he was sitting, drinking a cup of hot coffee. Furthermore, you got to know him including his past as his therapist had told him to open up to someone special. For him, you had quickly worked your way into his heart and after the flash smashers were dealt with and Sam had taken up the mantle of Caption America leaving Bucky alone, well not, quite, he has you! You watched as Bucky started letting himself go and started fully relaxing, He let his beautiful hair grow out again, and he let you pamper him he gained a little weight but to you, he was still hot.

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One night, you walked into the kitchen to put away the dirty dishes from dinner. You had made food for the both of you, Bucky had eaten the last of the plums he had brought last Sunday when you both had made a trip to the grocery store. While you put away the dishes, Bucky was spread out on the sofa in your living room. As you open the dishwasher, you saw that buckys metal arm was wedged inside.

“Bucky”

You yell from the kitchen, you knew he liked the feel of his metal arm being warm after being warmed up in the dishwasher, but you still hadn't gotten used to it.

“Yes Doll”

You hear him call, then you watch as he gets up from his spot on the sofa and walks over.

“Oh, I see you found my arm!”

Bucky chuckles as he walks close and plants a soft kiss on your forehead. You can't help but smile at his touch, you then smile as you return his kiss but onto his cheek.

“ Hay, have you taken a shower yet?”

Bucky looks at you confused, but soon that look is replaced by a playful one

“ Do I already stink, doll?”

You chuckle as you reply.

“No, but I have been thinking, you put your arm in the dishwasher because you like it warm right?”

“ That's right”

He replies as he reaches for his metal arm, but you stop him. You put his arm back into the dishwasher for another cycle so it will be extra warm. Tonight you had something planned, and you had been planning it since Monday! You had been reminiscing about your childhood, when you did warm bobble baths in your bathtub and after explaining yourself you somehow get your boyfriend to let you give him a bubble bath.

“It will be so relaxing, bucky, come on!”

“Gosh, doll, your so good to me!”

Your heart quickens, cheeks blush at your boyfriends words! You kiss him then run to the bathroom and quickly start the water, you make the water hot but not scolding, you want bucky to feel warm, you don't want to burn him. As the water runs and fills up the tub you go to the bathroom closet and pull out, a peppermint bath bomb, body wash, shampoo, condemner, Bath scrubs, wash cloths and bath salt. You are quick to pour some body wash into the water and the bubbles start coming, next you throw the bath bomb and pour bath salt in just as a naked bucky walks into the bathroom.

“Oh wow doll, I can't get out of doing this, can I?”

He says playfully, you chuckle as you pull him into the bathroom and close the door.

“No you can't, when I am done with you, you will smell and feel like heaven!”

“But doll you kinda already do that to me, more than I deserve it really…gosh it smells good in here!”

“Oh buck, you deserve so much, and I want to give you all of it love!”

Now it’s his cheeks that blush up, and it’s adorable when they do! You look him up and down, you can already see his cock, It's already hard. That makes you smile knowing that even without touching you he was still hard, he caught your gaze as he looked at your short shorts and tank top.

“Want me to get in, doll, or do you want to keep looking at me?”

You admire his body for a little longer biting your own lip at how hot he looks even with his chubbness it only made you want to hug him you adknolage, how comfortable you are around him, you smile.

‘Yes, get in, before the water gets cold”

You turn off the water as Bucky walks over to the edge of the tub, and you watch as he slowly slides into the bubbles plus bath bomb plus sea salt mixture you had created for him. You watch as his feet reach the full length of the tub, and he sets his arms on either side. You come over kneeling on the side of the tub as you look at his face.

‘How does it feel?”

“This feels fantastic doll”

He gently slips your hand into the water, it does indeed feel good, plus the fact he’s holding your hand makes you feel just wonderful! When your hand come back up, It's covered in bobbles. You laugh and run your bobble laced finger up Buckys chest and land on his cheek as you bring your mouth to his, and you kiss, unknown to you, your boyfriends wet hand wraps around your back sending a leak of bubbles and water down your body and onto the floor.

“Bucky! You got me wet!”

You shout playfully as your other hand wraps around his head and plays with his hair. While your other hand grabs the shampoo and quickly opens it, pouring some onto buckys hair as he continues to make your back wet.

“Oh darling, you can't be the only one having fun here!”

“Who knew the former Winter Soldier would be so faun to bathe”

You say as you rub the shampoo into his hair. And watch him smirk at your words.

“Are you warm?”

“Yes very, more so with your warm hands running through my hair”

Bucky splashes some water onto you, making you giggle and take in all the water on the floor.

“Oh gosh buck, there's so much water on the floor!’

“Hopefully we won't flood the place doll”

You can't help but laugh as you grab the bottle of conditioner and pour some onto buckys hair.

‘When was the last time you had a bath anyway”

“I don't remember I never really had time for such a thing well except now that I am with you!”

You feel your cheeks go hot red from hearing that, Bucky had told you Hydra didn't take care of him, they barely fed him. Hydra only saw him as a tool, a means to an end, like Zemo did when he had framed bucky. He never had anyone to take care of him, let alone give him bubble baths, until you came along that is. You run your hand down his cheek and kiss him again as you splash water onto his hair. However, he splashes you back, causing you to giggle. After making the bathroom even more of a mess, you are soaking wet and smiling at Bucky who's just watching you like this is the best time of his life, and honestly you're having the best time of your life too. Just being with him is all you ever wanted, the deadliest assassin turned teddy bear ,your teddy bear.

Bucky lets you finish washing his hair, only after getting you a little more wet. You then grab the body wash and pour it all over his body avoiding the spot where his metal arm gose, once the pouring is done you carefully run your hands all over his body rubbing it in, and you can tell he's enjoying the fact you're taking your sweet time doing it. You feel his body, it feels so squishy, so warm thanks to the water. Next, you carefully wash around where his metal arm should go, your tiny fingers dance on his skin. You lean closer to his ear, your face gently up against his wet hair. This all feels so nice to both you and him.

“I Love you, Bucky Barnes!”

“I love you too doll face”

Bucky says as you give him a more passionate kiss on the lips, and he hugs you, almost pulling you into the tub with him. You melt into his touch, his body, his warmth. You want to take off your clothes and get right in, but maybe you should save that for another night!

You give Buckys legs and arms a massage with the bath scrub, and he ends up massaging your arms with his hand while you are doing his legs his feet turn out to be a little ticklish and he starts laughing as you rub them, his laughs make you smile.

“Stop it, bucky, you might make me have an orgasm!”

You playfully state, but this only makes him laugh a little more. In truth, you wernt sure if you already had cum in your shorts or not, but still you didn't care, you and Bucky were having the time of your lives. Who, knew bathing would be so fun! After a little while longer when the water starts feeling room temperature and the bubbles have mostly disappeared or been thrown on the floor, you are sitting beside the edge of the tub soaking wet laughing with bucky and drinking a little wine you had brought to the bathroom for this occasion! Soon you drain the water and help him out, You kiss and hug him before you both separately get dried off and bucky puts on a comfy robe you had brought for him last Christmas. The two of you leave the messy bathroom and retreat to the sofa and snuggle up together, stating you will likely be doing it again soon, maybe! It takes no less than five seconds for you to fall asleep on buckys chest, it's like a pillow, he holds you, his metal arm warm on your body and soon his passes out too. Holding you, tightly against himself, because to Bucky Barnes, you are the love of his life, and he isn't letting you or your bubble baths you give him go!

—The End—-☕️😌

[mdhwrites]

Thoughts on this analysis of Odalia possibly being physically abusive to her kids?

https://old.reddit.com/r/TheOwlHouse/comments/1b8cxqf/the_case_that_odalia_was_physically_abusive_to/

One of the easiest ways to spot bad character analysis is when someone won't talk about context. Literally NONE of these scenes are actually gotten into depth with. It's entirely body language... Without why that body language might be provoked. They gloss over it much of the time.

Their second example with Luz is a really easy one for this. They talk about her acting scared, upset and bracing for the worst... When she literally just erased someone's mind. They acknowledge Amity knows she fucked up but then don't act like that has any bearing on her behavior. She's FOURTEEN. The main reactions to being outed for a fuck up at that age is extreme denial or panic. This is where you get teenagers who have perfectly reasonable parents losing their minds when they make a major fuck up, or a minor one because HEY! getting into trouble sucks. I still remember some dumbass hitting the side of my car in the school parking lot and hating having to call my dad and tell him it had happened when it wasn't my fault even because I knew it was still a problem and my parents have never physically hurt me.

Literally all of these are exactly like this. She's already stressed out with Willow and someone getting in your face while acting aggressive is, I dunno, maybe enough to trigger a bit of fight or flight because by all means, they seem ready to fight. Amity was not happy with Luz in the Adventure in the Elements and is still a very guarded person mostly at that point so is probably not comfortable with Luz getting into her personal bubble (which btw, they fail to mention that Luz leans in at the point they're mentioning, which makes Amity backing away actually just a natural back and forth for this sort of exchange). The fucking Hunter fight has them ignoring how calm and collected Amity was as she smoothly punches Hunter in the face and then they act like bracing for a blow, in a FIGHT, is unreasonable? Like there's a difference between "I have these barriers to protect me" and "Something is coming straight for my face and I can't stop it." That's going to garner a different reaction but they don't give a shit.

They're looking to prove a hypothesis, not using the hypothesis as a question. This is most bad analysis and a LOT of analysis I see in the TOH fandom. It only proves their point, not the whole picture. I mean, this person fucks that up in their FIRST POINT. Amity doesn't normally do the presentations after all. Explicitly in that episode, it's a deal she's made because she's been fucking up. The punishment wasn't getting physically abused... It was you need to work a night helping out at the family business because we need an extra body. There's no sign of pain in anything that she is presented to be doing and the attempt to go "Yeah, she would have totally put her daughter in the same sort of harm as someone she actively wants DEAD" is pretty laughable. But again: They aren't including context for a reason.

Context should reinforce your point. For the point they're making specifically, it should make these reactions appear entirely egregious. It should not provide a reasonable explanation every single god damn time. The only one I can't explain is Edric ending up more hurt but even they admit that Edric has a penchant for that. Not only that but he has dirt on him. Literal dirt which isn't there at the factory, making me think he tried to get out and potentially face planted before the scout and abomaton guarding the house escorted him back to his room. That's about as reasonable a situation as they present and also helps explain why ONLY Edric is hurt because if him being hurt was a punishment from Odalia for this, why is it ONLY Edric?

This sort of very simple, obvious sort of contradiction that makes clear how much of their argument is conjecture is why I decided to respond. This wants to look like good analysis. It has a lot of evidence after all, or at least looks like it does. However, it's evidence that only works as presented and doesn't hold up to scrutiny at all. It only works if you already agree with the conclusion and are just looking for something that makes your version of reality appear more reasonable. If you have a conclusion and are trying to make it fact.

Unfortunately for them, analysis starts with a question so this hardly qualifies because it screwed up step one and you can see the cracks from that flow all the way through.

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And a Kofi if you like what I do and want to help out with the fact that disability doesn’t pay much.

[fillinforlater]

On her bottom (Part 1/2)

Male Reader x Cho Miyeon (ft. Monday, Xiaoting)

Length: 3338 words

Tags: DADDY KINK, degradation, self-degradation, dom!reader, sub!idol, anal, rough sex, hardcore, curses, name calling, overstimulation, begging, sex as service, blowjob, deepthroat, face fuck, hateful sex, foot job, (very rough) pussy slaps, emotional manipulation, failure!Miyeon / disappointed!Daddy

TW: the usual, please: Degradation, rough sex, name calling, pussy slapping

Inspiration: @sooyadelicacies and I just... we just pop when it comes to Daddy and his good/bad girls, yk?

Credit: @sooyadelicacies for co-writing and providing the pics!

(A/N: Read "On her knees" first for extra context. It's in the same universe, same OC. Part 2/2 will be released a couple days later!)

"Daddy, oh my God, I'm so close."

Monday is insatiable. Even if you could somehow shove your cock into her for 24 hours straight each day of the year it wouldn't be enough for her needy pussy. It doesn't concern you, but whenever you tend to her needs, it's annoying and exhausting. Not her pussy, not her ass, but her attitude mixed with her subbyness—you just can't help but fuck her.

Today, her face is buried into one of your couches while you fuck her doggystyle into it. Her wet hole clenches on nothing and squirts cum everywhere. She knows a group comeback is coming up (fucking finally) and is ready to take your last load deep into her defiled ass. With a final groan, you plunge it into her.

"F-fuck, Daddy! Thank you, Daddy, I love you!"

Monday tenses up one final time before you pull out. Her entire body suddenly relaxes and in seconds, she is soundly asleep. You roll your eyes and stretch your arms. You deserve some rest as well, but if you stay here any longer, she might wake up again and demand your cock with her subby eyes and killer body. You gotta get out of here—

Something unexpected: your phone rings. You hastily grab it to not wake up Monday (though nothing could wake her up from the new, sex-induced dreamland) and take the call. With no time to check who actually called, the voice surprises you.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Daddy~ Are you free for meeeee?"

"Miyeon? Why are you call—oh no, don't tell me."

"What? Doesn't Daddy want me to treat him well~? I know you must be stressed from all these greedy rookies and young sluts, ugh!"

You take a deep sigh of relief. Miyeon has hit the nail on the head and her offer sounds very much irresistible. Whatever she will do to 'treat you well', it's probably better than a desperate demand for a hard fucking which your hips and legs just can't take anymore.

"You are fucking right. They are greedy. But not as greedy as you. Calling me on my private phone to ask for me, ts, who do you think you are?" you joke and collect the designer clothes spread around your main living (and fucking) room.

"Oh? They still walk to your house to beg for cock? Do you still live in the 19th century, or what?" Miyeon jokes as well, but she knows very well why the new whores don't get to call you. They need to know their place and that their desires are last in line when it comes to relevance. 

"You have earned that right to call me. So: where do we meet, bitch?"

"I'll send you the address and some pictures, Daddy. See ya~"

The second the call ends, you put on a plain, gray hoodie as well as sunglasses. You might not be an idol, but people might still recognize your face wherever you go. These short-term meet-ups should at least be enjoyed with some form of caution.

As you're about to leave your house, someone knocks at the front door. An annoyed looking idol, frustrated from dance practice, needy for stress relief and ready to do whatever it takes to get your cock. In the past, different names would pop up in your head. There was Jennie who did the same or Sana, but today it’s no other than Xiaoting.

"Oh. What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Daddy! P-please! Use my tight little holes, fill me with cum and—"

"Stop screaming your dumb whore!" you hiss and cover her mouth. The intimidated girl notices her mistake and begs for mercy through her glistening eyes. You look at her slutty attire, pencil skirt, thigh-highs, ripped shirt, hot glasses—but she made a mistake and unfortunately, you have no time for her.

"Why are you not on your knees? For sluts like you I have no time. I have business to attend to."

"B-but I will take your cock good, Daddy! My ass—"

You slap across her face and she drops to her knees with a disappointed whine.

"Crawl into the house. Kneel next to the door like an obedient dog and wait. I'll decide later if I have time for you, bitch!"

She nods quietly and crawls through the door and into the entrance hall. Her skirt is so short, you can see a diamond plug protrude from in between her firm ass cheeks. She almost got you there, but Miyeon is more important, your rest is more important then some cock-hungry rookie. You dart off immediately.

After this incident with one of your new pets, it gave you all the more reason to high tail to Miyeon's, to see someone who understood, no, was devoted to your pleasure and every word. Insolence could be fun to break, but it required energy. Miyeon was generous, she knew her function, her only purpose was to serve you. That's what you need right now. A good girl. And Miyeon was as good as they come, and she was very good at that too.

"Hello, Daddy~ come on in."

Before you even have the chance to fully open the door, Miyeon eyes you through its glass elements and pulls you in. The house looks very odd. The pictures left you with a lot of doubt, but now you are sure: this can't possibly be Miyeon's home. Where are you?

"Miyeon, what is this place? It looks like a cliche haunted house?"

The blonde doesn't listen and instead firmly grabs the crotch of your jeans while pressing her cheek onto your chest. She was always close, always clingy, and she loved hearing your heartbeat increase as she did her best to get you hard.

"Ah, fuck. Stop being so needy and answer my question first!"

"Daddy, let me take care of you, let me serve you, let me be your whore. I-I haven't been touched by anyone, Daddy. I keep myself pure just for you like you taught us..." 

"Miyeon. Daddy asked you a question. Answer it," you say briskly. You were not in the mood for games. You came here to her for the exact intention not to play games. You only accepted flesh and holes and absolute loyalty.

"We filmed something here and I really liked the place. It's cozy, old and—I couldn't help myself imagining pleasuring you, Daddy."

You grab Miyeon's ass and press her closer into you. She yelps when your growing erection pokes her exposed midriff. No matter how high or hot her heels are, she'll always be shorter than you. Shorter, but the perfect size for a fleshlight. 

"Your blond hair looks nice," you say, stroking it softly.

"Thank you, Daddy."

Your digits stop the strokes and start to tightly grab. Miyeon yelps again when you pull her head backwards and bestow her neck with your lips. A couple of heavy sucks by you and feral moans by Miyeon later, and a large hickey clearly marks her as yours again. Not that she wasn't before, but now everyone can see: this bitch is owned by someone. Miyeon's eyes sparkle in happiness at the branding.

"Daddy doesn't want to stand all the time. Show me where I can rest."

"Yes! Of course, Daddy! I've prepared everything to serve you. I-you won't have to call on anyone else tonight.." 

You see how your influence still lingers on them. No matter what they achieved, the only thing that mattered was your happiness, your approval. You had hundreds of girls at your beck and call and to make such a bold claim that a single person would be enough for you, Miyeon sure felt confident.

"Hm, we'll see about that."

Miyeon guides you through the tight corridors of the old-looking house. You're unsure if the house really is old or if it is just meant to look that way for the music video. You are not unsure however if Miyeon is wet or not. As you walk, she still presses her ass backwards against your cock and expertly wiggles it to send tiny shots of stimulation up your spine. She really tries to be your guide and your cock tease at the same time. A dedicated slut is always welcome.

"Here it is. Everything for my Daddy!"

Miyeon's room was pretty and cozy, romantic even. It makes you become highly attentive. She wanted emotional attachment from you, something that always had to be earned. No one knows how, so some of them never try, but those that do always have a different way to get to your ‘soft side’.

You take one glance at what she prepared but it’s just nothing to you.

"Get to it, Miyeon. Why would I care about decor?"

"Th-then lay down, Daddy. I'll do my best. Don't wo-worry about a thing."

With the hope of Miyeon finally getting to the point, you lay down on the beautifully prepared bed. It too looked old and its creaking sounds ancient, but the mattress was insanely comfortable. Your high-end, super expensive mattress at home couldn't compare. You back has never felt something this incredible before—except of course for all the amazing tits of some of your favorite whores, but those are out of competition.

Miyeon eagerly pulls down your zippers and continues with your jeans and boxers. Your semi-hard cock springs free and she marvels at it. Miyeon was always one to worship your cock intently, and her hot gaze resting on your manhood made you feel powerful. You knew each second she was allowed to see it, feel it, choke on it made her feel alive. She once was a top class worshiper.

"Oh my God, it's so beautiful. Daddy, I waited so long for this."

With nothing in her way, she crawls in between your legs towards it. Her ass is high up, her face is right beneath it. Miyeon's lips reach for it, but as always, she gazes up at you and awaits your approval. If it's clothed she makes sure to tease it, but now, she is submissive for it.

"Pleasure me, slut. Do what you’re supposed to do."

Miyeon starts with a string of spit dripping from her mouth. She lets it coat your cock before jerking you off with her hand and finally elongating her tongue to swirl around your tip. With her other hand, she massages your balls. This was her favorite thing in the whole world. Your perfect cock.

"The things I would do for my Daddy's cock," Miyeon whispers and kisses up your shaft and then your tip, "I don't need to sing, when I can just choke on it everyday."

You are aroused, but unimpressed. Only when she commits and actually rams you in between her lush lips and down her throat, your eyes widen for a moment. Miyeon begins to gag and choke violently, but every sound she produces forces her to go deeper down on it. You groan when your tip reaches the back of her throat, but to your dismay, Miyeon lets herself breathe by releasing you.

"I don't need to be on stage, when I can just be on my knees all day and drool all over you."

You say nothing to her as you begin to reach for your phone. You were not impressed. She should have kept going, choking and gagging as your cock slammed the back of her throat, but instead of doing that, she spent more time telling you of the things she would do instead of just doing them. When did she get so chatty? Too comfortable. You realized your own error, you had been too lenient allowing her to speak, allowing her to call you freely and ask for your time. It was a privilege she didn't deserve to keep.

When she starts to deepthroat herself again, you strike. Her blonde locks are beautiful handles to pin her down on. This time, her gags are not a mere tease, they stimulate you. Drool isn't a mere word she dropped, drool is now really dropping, running out of her stuffed mouth and all over your balls. You intend to make her understand that this dedication to suffocation is the only way you'll be pleased with her. No words of commitment; actual commitment.

You pull up and slam her head down again. The time she had to breathe was miniscule. Tears stream down her face just like the drool she mentioned before. Miyeon tries to look through them and up to you, but she finds something way more vicious when you say demonically:

"If you don't make me cum in the next two minutes, I'll call your replacement."

This makes Miyeon jump. She frees herself from your hold, not because she could, but because you let her. She pulls down her pink and white skirt immediately and reveals juice covered lace panties in black. She also opens up her high heels to free her delicious looking feet from this stylish, yet useless prison. 

Miyeon becomes bold, pulling up your hoodie and sitting down on your abs. You'd question her method and put her in her place, but when you feel her soft feet with white polish around your cock, you let it slide. After all, she doesn't say unnecessary words to get your attention anymore; instead she grinds on your abs and jerks your cock with her smooth soles.

"Make me cum with those feet whore. They are your saving grace right now. If you don't give me the greatest fucking footjob right now, you won't have the privilege to call me again. Maybe I'll call Yuqi, or..." 

What made you a god to these whores was how you remembered every detail about them, what their desires were, what their vulnerabilities were. Miyeon was a hair away from debuting with Blackpink. It was always an insecurity of hers. 

"I'll call Rosie or Jisoo. They give footjobs worthy of Daddy."

Miyeon strokes faster, with more ingenuity. She rolls her soles softly up and down your dick, with no certain intervals. The skill and texture of her feet is all she has left to redeem herself now and you intend on humbling even this remarkable ability of hers by reaching for your phone and not even looking at her or her work as she tries her best.

You scroll through your enormous contact list and check the clock in the meantime. One more minute. One minute and after that, Miyeon's self-worth will be ruined. All those fans out there couldn't cheer her up, no matter how hard they tried. Her reputation is decided by one person alone: you. If she could find a way to be put into place while still making you cum, it would be her last chance.

"Fuck! Ah!"

Miyeon screeches in pain. A noisy spank, then another and another, and Miyeon repeatedly cries out. Her body shudders after each spank and she caught your attention. You look down at her body from behind. Her footjob hasn't changed, it's still good, but not enough. It has also not made her worthy of your seed. What has changed however, is what happens in between her thighs. Miyeon has begun to slap her wet, covered labia over and over again. She doesn't hold back either, striking with all her power and crying real tears.

"Whore! The visual Miyeon, an absolute painslut. Spread your legs more!"

You begin to strike as well. Your first hit is as strong as her last, though it's only the beginning. You follow it up with a dozen more strikes, rapidly released, and Miyeon convulses in pain and pleasure. She leans further back into you and makes her feet squeeze your cock tightly.

"I'm so-sorry, Daddy! I-this bitch has f-failed. I need-d to be punished."

"Do you even fucking deserve a punishment? Why should I waste more energy? I came here to relax, to be served, to be pleasured. I thought I trained you better than this. It's why you're as free as you are, but maybe that was a mistake. I should have kept you longer to train you more. What a disappointment."

"You—ah—you're right, D-Daddy! I-I have failed, I have slipped, please b-bring me back!"

With a roaring, demonic sigh you pull aside the fabric separating Miyeon's pussy from your fingers. Her eyes widen as you don't hesitate to violently flick her clit. The line between pain and pleasure blurs for Miyeon as your hand almost blurs from the speed you go at her bundle of nerves. Miyeon's feet tense up unwillingly, yet they still try to squeeze out your load in the nick of time, to no avail.

"I thought you were all ready to go off on your own, to be at Daddy's beck and call but you aren't better than the new sluts I'm training now! I am so disappointed in you Miyeon. Is this what you really wanted? To fucking fail so you'd be back in Daddy's chambers? I hate weakness and incompetency."

Your anger makes you go even harder, to the point where Miyeon is speechless. Speechless because all her sensitive nerves above her pussy are in your grasp. She is unable to escape this grasp. It was her choice to be loyal to you, and for the couple of years she was, she never failed this badly. Tears not only streak down her gorgeous, flushed cheeks, they burst out of her eyes like fountains of despair. Her arms are mostly numb, only twitching from time to time under your violence. Her tongue is also numb, but through her cries, wails and moans, you still pick up her fragmented sentence:

"Please—Daddy, d-don't—fuck,ah—touch me. I d-don't deserve you! I do–I'm cumming!"

Your eyes were livid. 

"You fucking bitch, you don’t know shit! You have no clue how to be useful at all, do you? I don't care if your group makes all the successful albums in the world or if you go on tours. No matter what you fucking accomplish, you're just another whore for Daddy. You have no say in any matter. You don't fucking decide if I touch you or not, how fucking dare you!"

Miyeon's mouth produces nothing but gasps and screams as her orgasm controls every inch of her body. She gushes copious amounts of warm girl juice onto your abs and crotch and it drips onto the sheets. A final slap on her cunt, then even her loudest noises subside and only whimpers and snot remains. The beautiful Miyeon looks like an absolute mess. Most of her make-up is already off of her face.

You remove her limb legs from your spent cock. It had been squeezed too tightly in the gap of her feet. She was supposed to service it, not play with it like a dildo. Her joy is a non-factore, especially in the matter of how you use her. You grab Miyeon's calves and fold her in half, a sort of full nelson position.

"Hold your legs steady like this, bitch!" you order coldly, "Stay like this and look at me."

You climb out from underneath her and watch her squirm when a phone camera hovers before her. A couple of flashes later and Miyeon truly understands how much power you have. Depending on who sees these pictures, her career might be fucked, her reputation ruined, her dignity annihilated. She begins to cry again, but you quickly hush her.

"Shut the fuck up. I'm gonna send them to a better bitch, a loyal whore, who will use her holes to service me properly. You think these photos could end you? No. I can already do it without these. Do you forget who I am? Who tamed and made so many like you? Saddest thing is, I didn't even get to fucking cum. What a waste of my time this was. Once you get your shit together, I expect to see you back in my chambers for re-education. Are we clear?"

(TBC...)

[ninyard]

ALSO ouhhhhh I forgot to mention something. So I was looking at the line of questioning regarding why Neil would know about Andrew's past with Drake but Aaron didn't. And I remembered something I read in the extra content: that Andrew, in Aaron's trial, does testify (extremely reluctantly) to the fact that Drake had expressed interest in Aaron and made several sexually charged comments about him. I don't remember if there was context provided for that, whether it was in response to questions regarding Andrew's history with the Spears, why his stay with them ended so abruptly with him going to juvie etc. But I'm thinking it could definitely be in response to why Aaron didn't know about Drake: because Andrew wanted to protect him from the knowledge of all that including the threat against Aaron. I think the defense could even use that information in their favour somehow, not from a legal but from a compelling-an-audience perspective, especially in opening/closing statements.

oh GOD yeah the aaron comment. (did luther know about that?)

i think it’d be a big talking point that aaron didn’t know who drake was or what he’d done - he simply saw a man with andrew, blood, and just swung. there’s a few different explanations as to why aaron could’ve done it that aren’t self defence/protecting andrew, so having andrew explain why he didn’t know would definitely put their relationship in a more positive light if there was any doubt as to how close they actually were, because andrew was protecting him by not telling him in a way.

i’m interested to imagine how it would come up, though. possibly he’s being asked if aaron knew about drake, or if drake knew about aaron (and imagine how sick aaron would feel hearing that. knowing that drake knew who he was. knowing what he was imagining doing. yuck+ouch). how would it come to the point where andrew finds himself needing to give up that little bit of info? god there’s so many little arguments here and questions that would need to be answered!!

[agentmarvel]

nfsw alphabet - könig

afab!reader

mdni - 18+; minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

divider credit: @/cafekitsune

♡ a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

- Kö is v needy after sex. Between his younger years and his military career, he's admittedly incredibly touch-starved. The endorphin rush of intimacy is often followed by an intense crash for him - one he'd only ever experienced prior after a rather high-profile target was stamped out like a cigarette beneath his boot - and he just needs to hold you for a while.

♡ b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

- He absolutely adores your lips. They're a perfect compliment to his own. Where his are dry and scarred, thinner and mildly perpetually bruised, yours are soft and pillowy, unblemished by the atrocities of exposure. Your lips fit with his like lock and key. And your smile? Fuck. His day doesn't start until he sees that little quirk at the corner of your mouth. And don't even get him started on the things those lips do in the bedroom...

For himself, he's quite fond of his eyes. He likes the color, thinks it suits him well. Eyes are the window to the soul, so they say, and it's his reminder that he's still human. He's fallible. He will make bad calls sometimes, even when it comes to his relationship with you, but he's not immune to mistakes. When you look him in the eyes, he knows you can see his sincerity, whether he's telling you he loves you or apologizing for being too blunt on accident.

♡ c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

- König has an obsession with fluid strings. Regardless of whether he's pulling out of your mouth or your cunt after cumming, the milky threads of arousal that keep you connected just a few moments longer drive him to the brink of insanity. He's almost cum again immediately after just from the sight.

♡ d = dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

- He loves kissing you after you swallow his load. Something about tasting himself on you makes him violently feral. He's hard again within seconds, not that he ever really flagged to begin with.

♡ e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

- Painfully minimal experience. Frankly, you're the second person he's ever had sex with, and the first was a one-off hook-up when he was much younger. He's learning the things he likes with you, though, and that's better than any number of previous partners could've amounted to. Besides, his ambition and unwillingness to disappoint more than makes up for the occasional awkwardness.

♡ f = favorite position

- König loves any position that puts you on top. He's well aware that he's a lot to take - you're never shy about telling him just how fucking big he is - and he knows you'll take as much as you can handle. Eventually, though, he needs more. When you manage to take him to the hilt, blissed out above him, unable to control the pretty sounds coming from deep in your chest, that's his cue. He'll gather your wrists in one hand, pinning them to your lower back before pulling you down to his chest and using his long legs as leverage to fuck up into you brutally. You always end up practically screaming in his ear, and he's so into it.

♡ g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

- He tends to be more serious, but only because he's usually focused. The playfulness is still present, just not as prevalent as it is in less intimate contexts.

♡ h = hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

- Personally, I think Kö has long, dark, so the carpet is the same shade. He keeps it neater when he's home, knowing how often that thatch of curls provides you with extra stimulation but not loving how patchy it gets between his pelvis and navel due to the plethora of scars. Less mass makes it clear the gaps are filled with angry, raised lines. He's very self-conscious about things like that, despite knowing it doesn't sway your affections for him.

♡ i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

- The intimacy is always at 11. Love and sex are synonymous to him, two sides of the same coin. You can't have one without the other. König LOVES the moment where he can switch to slow, deep strokes, making you look at him while he professes his adoration so wholly that he nearly has you tearing up.

♡ j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

- Surprisingly, he isn't too keen on rubbing one out too often. He might have a mild masochistic streak because he would prefer to bottle it all up to increase the anticipation of coming home, even if his balls are full, heavy, and aching to be drained by the time he returns.

♡ k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

- Your beloved König is shy to admit, but he noticeably loses his mind when you're a little mean to him. He loves the way you edge him for hours, making him count out loud, the condescending fringe of your voice when you tell him to beg for what he wants, the tense grip you keep on a fistful of his hair while you ride his watering mouth. It does something to him that he can't quite describe. Maybe it's the relief of knowing he's safe in giving up control. Maybe it's the implicit trust that you'd never hurt him. Sometimes, that's just what he needs.

♡ l = location (favorite places to do the do)

- He's partial to the kitchen. The table and countertops are taller than standard to accommodate his height, so when he bends you over one, you're entirely at his mercy with your feet dangling just above the tile. He's not crazy about the bruises he's found on your hips after, but something about having you in that helpless state makes him cum that much faster.

♡ m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

- Cliché, maybe, but he's partial to the way you fuss over him after a mission. Doesn't matter how long or short, you're on him the second he gets through the door, smothering him in kisses and ready to check him for injuries and rub the knots out of his shoulders. You typically encourage him to discuss what he can, let him vent about the things that went wrong and hype of everything that went as planned. Really, his motivation is purely how much you genuinely care for him in all facets.

♡ n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

- He firmly refuses breathplay and bondage. As someone who's been on the giving and receiving ends of literal torture, he's not fond of reliving any part of it with his partner. You're his safe haven. Elements of the darker side of his job stay far away from you.

♡ o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

- He's balanced on giving and receiving in terms of preference. He enjoys both equally. Eating pussy is something he'd never done before you, so there was a learning curve at first, but now, it's something he couldn't live without. He knows exactly how to get you off with his mouth, and he takes pride in that.

♡ p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

- There are perks to different methods, but König has a preference for going slow. Make no mistake, that doesn't mean he's gentle. Calculated, punctuated thrusts meant to reach deeper inside you than your fingers can, meant to mould your cunt around the shape of his cock so nothing ever feels this good without him.

♡ q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

- Kö is pretty ambivalent. He understands the necessity at times and will indulge whenever it feels right. You're in the shower, and he wants you before you leave for work? Perfect. Easy clean-up, and you won't be late. He has to head to the airfield, and you make it back from lunch with your mother with 10 minutes to spare? He's done in half that time, sated and heading out the door in a significantly better mood.

♡ r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

- Experimentation in the privacy of your home is fine with him, encouraged even. But he's really not big on risky business. He'd never chance getting caught; the thought alone curdles in his stomach like bad milk and makes him feel nauseous. It'd be embarrassing enough for him, but he'd be horrified on your behalf. Privacy is so important to him.

♡ s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

- Honestly, his stamina is cruel. He can go for around an hour before he needs a break. Short refractory period, which is fine because even now, he cums fairly quickly. He's stopped apologizing for it by now, knowing you really don't have a problem with it. But he's not a selfish lover by any stretch; he'll keep going until he knows you're satisfied.

♡ t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

- Toys are still something he's working up to. He's a big fan of the little high-frequency vibrator you have that kind of looks like an electric toothbrush. It's small but powerful. You've both used it to edge the other, often enough that you've had to buy two more after the previous couldn't hold a charge.

♡ u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

- Truthfully, he's not a huge tease. He's very up front with you about what he wants and when he wants it. Again, that lack of filter. Loves when you tease him, though.

♡ v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

- Kö definitely isn't quiet. He's constantly muttering praise, flopping between German and English, begging you for more, bitte, baby, bitte. If you move just the right way or deny him, you'll get those involuntary whimpers with his pretty eyes rolling back. His dirty talk is top-notch because he really has no filter when he's inside you.

♡ w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

- Cockwarming. Eating dinner, watching a movie, reading, he wants you planted on him constantly. Sometimes, it leads to sex, but more often than not, it's the added layer of closeness that he's after. Touching you is comforting, and that level of intimacy calms the savage beast in his chest that wails at the thought of losing you.

♡ x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

- König is MASSIVE. He's so tall, broad-shouldered, with a narrow waist, deliciously thick thighs, and an absolute fuckin' wagon. All veins, muscles, and scars. I firmly believe he has a few hidden piercings beneath the hood and dozens of tattoos under his gear. No one will ever convince me that König doesn't look strikingly similar to Peter Steele.

9", uncut, too heavy to stand straight out when hard, slightly above average thickness.

♡ y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

- His drive is pretty moderate. Maybe 2-3 times a week, though that may just be so that you have time to recover.

♡ z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

- Kö falls asleep pretty fast after. It's a lot of exertion for him, and having you curled into his chest, tracing little circles on his skin, is so soothing for him. It puts him out like a match into water, eyes not cracking open until the sun rises.

[nxx-hq]

I need to talk about Rosa's pajamas

(specifically in Vyn's cards)

I know that for the most part, the outfits in the cards can be pretty non-diegetic in the sense that we as the reader can see the character only wear one outfit through the course of the card, but in-universe it may only be for a part of it. Example being I highly doubt the boys spend multiple days of vacation wearing the same clothes.

With that said, let's look at Rosa's pjs in Gilded Gloaming:

I usually look at both the card illustrations before reading the story, and I had been under the impression that this was a dress she wore to an event with Vyn, as he is in a suit in the image as well. This is not the case.

Just before this art shows up in the story, we get the context for the outfits: Rosa was getting dressed into her pajamas and finished up just as Vyn snuck into her room after escaping a party. We can assume this is why she is still wearing earrings and perhaps why her hair is done up.

So, okay, she's wearing a nightgown. And it's pretty simple overall until you look at some of the details

In the story mini illustration, we can very clearly see pearls draped from her shoulders, lace trimmings, and of course the bows. Even in this part of the story, it's still meant to be her pajamas as Vyn comes to find her pretty late at night iirc. For something to be sleeping in, it seems like a lot of extra details that wouldn't be comfortable, especially the string of hard pearls.

Since they are in a castle in Svart, maybe these are clothes that were provided for her? However, there is no evidence of this, especially given that there was very little attention given to Rosa by the castle staff to the point where it was almost neglect, and she had packed clothes for the trip before this.

In the end, I just chalked this all up to the artists putting her in a fancier nightgown so she can more properly fit with the aesthetic of the card and Vyn.

And then I got to Dreams of Light aka Vyn's 3rd birthday card.

She wakes up in the middle of the night and we can get a glimpse at her pajamas. It's safe to assume this dress is similar to the pink one, just a tad bit simpler. The amount of lace still seems uncomfortable to me, but at least my girl is free of the pearls. We can conclude that this is something she owns since they're at Vyn's place in Stellis, not Svart.

Since her sleepwear isn't really mentioned in any other card stories, I thought that maybe this was a VynRosa thing. He wears a sleeping robe after all, so maybe his sense of style rubs off on Rosa a bit after they get together.

HOWEVER, in the Fit for a King event story, Marius gifts her a nightdress he designed, though we don't get a description of what it looks like. This detail confirms to me that this is actually something she prefers regardless of which character she's with.

I find Rosa's style to be pretty girly and oftentimes frilly (I would love to write a post analyzing her clothing someday) so I think it fits that she would be the type of person who wears a nightgown to bed. It's just a bit funny knowing they're long-sleeved, Victorian-style ones.

[khaire-traveler]

hi stag!!

apologies in advance if you've made a post about this before (i did try going through your pinned before sending this) but how do you remove offerings? like, once i offer a material object to a deity, what... happens..... is there a formal way to recall it? how long does it have to sit on an altar before it can be removed? do i need to perform any kind of ritual??

sorry, that's a lot. i love your blog so i respect your opinion and wanted to hear your thoughts/experiences <3

– 🌞

Hey there, Nonny, thank you for the ask, and no worries! I believe I've answered this in another ask, but it's likely lost within the endless maze of my many posts. Also, thank you for checking my pinned post; I appreciate that. <3

Since I'm unsure what context this is in, I'll provide a list of different scenarios where you'd be removing something from an altar. Hopefully, one of these scenarios applies to you!

If you're removing a perishable offering (food, drink, or likewise), you have the option to consume, burn, dispose of, or bury it. I usually consume these offerings, but I let my deities know I'm doing that before consuming it. I usually consume offerings given to Ouranic or Earth-bound deities, but I don't consume offerings given to Chthonic deities as it doesn't feel right to me. I usually bury or dispose of Chthonic offerings. My logic in burying them (only if environmentally safe) is returning the offering to the earth in a sense. Similarly to how the ancient believed burning offerings allowed the smoke to travel to Olympus, I believe the burying offerings allowed it to return to the Chthonic deities they're being offered to. I don't personally burn Ouranic offerings, by the way, but you're more than welcome to do so if you have a safe place to burn them (if safe to do so). Burning Ouranic offerings was commonplace in Ancient Greece, specifically with meat such as beef or lamb. If you plan on disposing of an offering, I'd let the deity know that you're not doing so out of disrespect. When I say this, I find that deities are understanding with my reasoning. Also, don't leave perishable offerings on your altar for too long! For your own safety, make sure these offerings aren't rotting or molding on the altar; dispose of them in whatever manner you deem fitting as soon as signs of rot begin to show (although I recommend getting rid of them much sooner). Mold is toxic to most humans, and it's best not to risk that.

If you're removing an object from your altar that you no longer wish to be an offering, I recommend discussing this with the deity first. Inform them of your intentions and reasons (if comfortable sharing reasoning), let them know it's not meant out of disrespect, give them an offering such as water or a tasty treat as a show of goodwill, and allow them some time with the object before removing it (no more than a day, I'd say, because you don't want them to think you're no longer removing it). In my experience, allowing the deity some extra time with the object provides them the time they need to remove their energy and connection from it. There may still be some residual energy left over at first, but that energy should fade over time as the object is kept away from the altar. I've had to take objects off of altars before, and the most important thing is communication throughout the process - letting them know your intentions and emphasizing it's not out of disrespect. I recommend trying to replace the object with something else later on, but in my experience, you don't have to do this; I try to do this when I can, but I'm not always able to, and deities have been understanding of that. I don't believe any sort of ritual is required to do this, but if you'd like to do one, you certainly can.

If you're removing an object from your altar that you STILL wish to be an offering, my advice is still to discuss this with the deity. Let them know that, although the object is no longer on their altar, they're still welcome to associate their energy with it and view it as an offering. I don't feel a food or drink offering is needed for this, since you're not necessarily taking something away - you're just moving it - but you're welcome to give an offering if you feel called to. Again, the most important thing in this is communication; always be sure that you're effectively communicating your intentions to the deity.

There is no formal way of recalling or removing an offering from an altar. I would base what you do on what you feel is right and respectful, first and foremost. Deities tend to be pretty understanding, and even if they are upset by the removal of the object, they'll likely move on from that over time. An important thing to remember if they're upset is that you can be mad at someone and still love them. It's ok if they aren't entirely pleased by the news; it's not likely to ruin your entire relationship with them. I say that as long as you are respectful and communicative, it'll likely go well.

I hope this helps and provides you with the information you were looking for! Feel free to reach out again if needed. Take care, and have a good day/night. <3

[pinkrelish]

I know many people though the romantic relationship aspect in FOI was unnecessary, and whilst I partially agree with that, I also kinda liked it because it was some of the only time in the book we got to see Eddie happy.

As you said this actually a pretty sad book and Eddie spends most if his time in it anxious or angry, so seeing any happy moments weaved in there made me happy too.

so, i'm gonna use this as a jumping point to talk about my take on the paige plot line. this is just my interpretation, and if you read the book differently, then that's your take. our views are shaped by our individual life experiences, and those factors influence the lens which we digest media in the context that it is given. if you don't agree, then that's your experience.

that is to say—

i felt bad for paige for most of it. eddie kinda sucks lol.

i hesitate to even call it romance because that has a certain connotation, and as someone who almost exclusively reads and writes romance, very little about their relationship comes across as romantic to me.

to build context, at the beginning of the book schneiderhan makes a nod* at a popular fanfic trope: girls using eddie because they want to know what it's like to 'get with the freak'. he says he doesn't mind this because "he's not looking to be anyone's boyfriend anyway," and this self-reflection rung true to me.

eddie's initial attraction to paige stems from 1) her being pretty, 2) she treats him like a person and not a "munson," and importantly, 3) she could get him infront of an important record producer.

in his monologues where he's visualizing his future and what he's looking forward to: being a rock hero, hellfire, getting money from his dad's scheme, california... he never names her. in fact, there's several opportunities for him to think about her, but he doesn't. she's a vehicle for two of those dreams, yet he forgets her. i'm a big romantic softy, so there were two times in particular it felt deliberate he didn't mention her when he thought about what he was excited for in the future, and it kind of stung ngl. he describes how happiness washes over him from the way she looks at him, and when they're together (in a sexual context) he remarks in his head about how he wants it to last forever, but it's like once she's off the page, she's gone.

at one point he runs inner commentary about how he never saw a future for himself where he'd do the whole meeting-someone's-parents thing, so he defaults to what he sees in romance movies. he opens the van door for paige and helps her inside. he gets flowers and expensive chocolates for her mom when he's invited over for dinner. but he rarely like... talks to paige about anything that's not related to the record deal, or what she's doing in town lmao. we as an audience barely learn anything about her. and maybe that's because it's the plot line in the book the least, or because the book itself is short, but *shrug*.

they clearly both like each other, that much is clear. he gets nervous around her, it's sweet. but it was equally clear from my interpretation that she likes him more than he likes her, and while they're both using each other (him for the record deal, her to move up in her industry's hierarchy by proving to her boss that she can provide him with a rockstar in the making), their relationship is very shallow and just sex, especially on his part. "not looking to be anybody's boyfriend."

i don't know if all that sums into it being unnecessary because i personally appreciate and pour over any context we're given in how he would treat potential romantic partners, but it did make me feel bad for paige since by the final reveal at the end of the book, it comes across like she invested more into the "relationship" than he did, and his last interaction with her probably felt extra shitty, even if both of them hesitated referring to each other as anything more than a friend or future roommate.

if anyone's not reading the book because they don't want to read about eddie falling in love with another girl, don't worry, it's not that deep for either of them lmao.

/* i don't know if the nod is intentional, but i've also used popular fandom tropes ("reader comes to eddie wanting weed, but is out of money and pays for it with sex") in my own work and thought it was a neat inclusion.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

aita for how I treat my mom's roommate? Apologies that this is really long!

The people involved here are me (19f), my mom (54f) and my mom's roommate (39f). Gonna call the roommate "Jenny" for simplicity; that is not her real name. Context: So late last year, there was a bad natural disaster in our area. Jenny's house suffered bad damages from it and she needed somewhere to stay until she could find someplace else. Since she and my mom are coworkers, my mom offered our guest bedroom while I was away at college. She was feeling lonely in the house without anyone there and needed help paying rent anyway, so it seemed like it would work out.

I first met Jenny when I came back for Thanksgiving break. She needed help moving some of her furniture into the room she'd be staying in. And by, "she needed help," I mean she wanted my mom and I (who are both disabled) to do it for her. She did nothing while we moved her stuff in and just stood around watching us until we were done. So not a great first impression.

Immediately after that, Jenny started treating me really… weirdly. She treats me like I'm five years old. And that's not an exaggeration by any means. She baby-talks me, coos over me like I'm a cute toddler, and once even gasped when my mom swore in front of me, turned to me and went "Did you hear that? Your Mama said a baaad word!" This feels really demeaning and insulting to me, but no matter how I objected to it, she'd only laugh at or mock me. It got to a point where my mom also had to say something about how uncomfortable Jenny's baby talk made me, and while Jenny 'apologized' (to my mom, not to me), she still does it. Like, all the time.

I could put up with it until I went back to uni, but when I came home for winter, spring, and now summer break, she is still doing it. Alongside some other more mildly irritating things.*

My mom doesn't like her either, and from what I'm understanding she's got a bad reputation at their work for how she talks to others. But she's always paid rent and my mom appreciates that extra help, so. Where I may be assholey: I've resorted to giving Jenny the silent treatement. I never talk to her, hardly even acknowledge when she talks, and quickly excuse myself from the room when she enters it. My mom is hurt by this, as it often means I get up and walk away from conversations between her and I once Jenny inserts herself into them, but never stops me or complains about it. The most she's said is that I'm being needlessly rude sometimes, because "that's just how Jenny talks to everyone." (Which is just… untrue, because she doesn't talk to my mom like that.)

It's been months now. Should I just get over myself and talk to her more, even if she hasn't stopped doing what makes me uncomfortable? She seems to be trying to get my attention all the time, constantly looking to me when she talks like seeking a reaction or approval or something, and hurting my mom's feelings in the crossfire seems unfair… Even though both me and my mom do not like her. Maybe I'm just being overly spiteful or my ego was bruised and I don't want to acknowledge it. I don't know. I know I hate receiving the silent treatment, so I might be a bit hypocritical doling it out…

What do y'all think? *(I can give examples of this on an alt if necessary, I just don't want to bloat this more than it already is with the laundry list I could provide, lmao)

What are these acronyms?

[sonobeunitsarecool]

Sakurai Haruka: Theory pt. 2

Right, sorry for taking so long, but here's part 2 of the theory that Haruka spend a significant length of time in a psych ward. So the main parts of his MV's that imply this would be from AKAA, namely:

The room is a plain, unfurnished space, with light coming in from bars reminiscent of prison bars. They are high up, for safety. The chair is a simple folding chair, although it's a little too risky for something used on a psych ward (too dangerous, can be used as a weapon). I'd expect seats to be pillows, ottoman-like things, couches, or seating bolted directly into the floor.

A little window on the rooms of patients', it has a little hole on the side so it can be opened. This is used to check on patients at night, to ensure they are well and alive. It is not something seen in most other places, due to privacy.

There are two rectangles. One will be a light switch, and the other will be a panic button, if a patient needs assistance. They are loud. Many other places don't need two visible switches/buttons near the doors.

Here you can see the vent for the door, helps to hear patients and ensures proper air. The doorknob does not appear to be able to lock from the inside. The doorknob is a minor ligature risk, however ease of use and reduction of avaliable ligatures should make it a decent doorknob choice. The floor seen here is made of square tiles. Good for cleaning, however a risk for self-harm. It's shown as rectangular in other parts, but it may just be due to camera angle. All in all (knowing/agony), this can only be a depiction of a psych ward. This is backed up by Haruka's language skill level, as discussed in pt. 1, and what that implies in terms of education. What does this explain? Why would Haruka's time spent on a psych ward be shown, in a video depicting his mindscape regarding his crime? Does this fact put any other details into context? What can be inferred? Well, to start, were Haruka on a psych ward, it would explain his clothes. For the most part. In Weakness, the "current/teen" version of Haruka is in a plain, white outfit.

He wears shoes that aren't complex in design, and probably don't allow him any advantage in a fight. The clothes are white, good for washing and easy identification of patients, and don't provide any extra ligature opportunities. Now, there's a high chance that these are actually Haruka's clothes, not ones provided by the ward, because of something else later.

In AKAA, his shoes are different, but still white, harmless, and likely provided by the facility. Oddly enough, his socks are mismatched. He also wears his patchwork outfit, a combination of personal clothes and more formal/provided clothes. This is in line with some of his int. answers, such as: "How do you decide what clothes to wear for the day" - "I wear what's there" (because he doesn't have a lot of choice, plus spending a long time away from home would mean that he doesn't need many personal clothes to wear outside of the ward) "What do you think of the prison outfits?" - "They're kind of relaxing" (he's more used to the prison outfits than "normal" outfits, so it provides him with a sense of familiarity and comfort) Something that is not consistent with this theory would be his necklace! Except. If you look carefully, the only times we see him wearing his necklace in the MVs would be when he is unlikely to be on the unit at that moment. He doesn't wear it for most of AKAA, for example. But, he's still attached to it. Which makes me wonder as to where in his personal timeline did he come into possession of his mother's necklace? Because he cannot have worn it on the ward. It's an obvious ligature risk. But he's wearing it here:

Implying that he wore it during his murder of his victim. This is what makes me think that these are Haruka's clothes, because the ward would probably want its clothes returned to it upon discharge. (VERY low chance of killing someone while on the ward, and his victim was killed outside, judging by the little green patch in the background of the end shot of AKAA) Okay. That's a lot of reading into clothing. I think I'll cut it off here, and make a part 3. Didn't mean for it to get this long... Next time, I'll want to talk about how his time on the ward has impacted his behaviour, putting a lot of Haruka's actions into context that may not be immediately obvious for some viewers. It'll mostly be me going over a bunch of tiny details. Should I post about other things? I've been wondering about doing translyrics for Backdraft, a summary of how each character refers to everyone (honorifics, how they refer to self, how this changes), and a post on why Milgram makes no sense (or why it's not an actual prison), linking the info in this post to the Milgram facility. Should I do any of these? (And are there any other cipher texts I've missed, because for some reason I've become very interested in them. It's a whole other alphabet! I wonder if any of the merch has cipher text...? As an easter egg.)

[doppel-doodles]

Here is a oc x canon fic I wrote forever ago that has 0 context but I'm gonna post it anyway cause what do I have to loose?-

A Shadowdancer angst thing-

Warning for a probably a very out of character macaque-

"Wait."

She called out, voice barely above a whisper. It made him fully stop in his tracks. He could feel her hands wrap around his wrist, while her grip was firm it was never painful, if anything the best way he could describe it was...desperate.

"Please don't leave..." she practically pleaded with him, "I don't wanna be alone." Sounding like she was holding back tears. Her grip starting to shake, he could see the look of shame on her face but also the genuine fear that he would pull away.

He easily could've, leaving her to wallow in her own fears and anxieties after everything that transpired. Yet he didn't...

Of course he didn't...

He cared way too much to do something so cruel, even if he didn't want to admit it to himself.

Jú felt the bed dip from extra weight, looking up to see the dark furred simian sitting next to her. "I won't." He spoke his hands clasping around hers. "I swear I won't.

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That's how they ended up like this, huddled up in the bed together in a tight embrace. Jú curled up into a tight ball simply seeking his comfort and macaque provided, arms wrapped around her like she was made of glass, his fingers playing with her stray locks of hair, noting how she no longer had any white streaks, she must have dyed it.

It's been a while since they were this close, come to think of it he can't remember a time where she wasn't the big spoon. That thought made him smile, he should tease her about it later.

But not now, it wasn't the right time for this.

He heard a choked sob coming from her, then another, his ears twitched being able to hear just how hard she tried to suppress and muffle them, burying her face right into his bright crimson scarf.

Macaque gave her a few moments, but it only seemed to grow worse by the second.

"Shh...Hey, it's okay now you know. It's just us, whatever you need to just let it out."

He reassured her that she was safe, able to express whatever she had been bottling up until now. It was a silent promise that he wouldn't tell a soul of this.

The quiet cries continued, but at least she didn't seem to fight to hold back the tears, he could feel them soak through the fabrics of his clothes, he could feel how she held onto them like he was her life line...he didn't mind it one bit, just continuing to stroke her back.

[librarycards]

whats yr advice how autistic trans ppl seeking a diagnosis should proceed in these deeply transphobic & transmisogynistic times, theres legistlation the juncture btwn transphobia & ableism? for reference Im a TME 1st yr undergrad who is seeking accomodations for ASD and I got interim accomodations before medical documentation but Im not sure if I can opt out of a prof dx or if I want to? I'm really conflicted bc I got "away" with just saying im trying to get accomodations since I started 1/?

2/? at the school (school is on turtle island) but Im not sure if I can defer constantly bc it leads to me having to approach teachers awkwardly - I can't always make it to office hrs - & im fined if i miss dr appointments to assess me. i live in "canada" but there's pretty fucking scary waiting lists & legislation here too imho; I'm not really sure how to navigate these academic and medical contexts when it can influence how easily i can get gender affirming care and letters of mental health 3/3 also i would appreciate anyone providing any tips for TMA ppl as well ofc!! it's crucial for all trans ppl esp the ones most marginalized comprehend the drawbacks of a prof dx if someone is seeking it! i just wanted to be mindful of describing my unique circumstances (also i'm a racialized settler) when receiving advice. i can go off anon & message you too however i know tumblr's not... great as a messaging service or in general

ty for sending and for your patience! okay, this is very complicated and YMMV.

what i'm hearing is that you're weighing the risks vs benefits of going without an autism dx / possibly (?) having easier access to medical transition, vs. receiving a prof dx and having a more difficult time. this is something that i thought about, too, when i was going through the process - i got my 'gender dysphoria' and autism diagnoses around the same time, when i was 18, and i specifically sought the autism one in order to have undergrad accommodations (i already knew I was autistic and had been in autistic community).

for me, and perhaps for you, the accommodation thing was less of a 'my life would be easier' and more of a 'i don't think i'd make it through college without these.' they were mostly housing-based for me, and made it possible for me to live on campus without constant crisis. if you have similar absolute needs for accommodations, i do think you should seek out the formal paperwork. universities are bureaucratic nightmares designed to disadvantage disabled students (and faculty, for that matter) and you need to have every tool in your arsenal to fight back.

i can't speak to transition-related care in canada, but i assume this aspect is similar to the us: providers run the gamut from more to less accepting of (for example) autistic clients, and a diagnosis does not 100% foreclose access to transition. i'm an example of this! i don't think it's worth it to sacrifice your education for the possibility (not guarantee) of a slightly easier time with trans care w/o an autism dx. getting healthcare as a trans person is hard all-around anyway, and i think it's a much more logical choice to get the dx and associated accommodations, and then spend more time researching autism-friendly surgeons (and neurodiversity-affirming therapists to write you the letters necessary for approval).

the only caveats to what i said above are 1) if you could get assessed for another diagnosis that would allow for the same or similar accommodations (many different dx's qualify for extra time, a note-taker, etc etc). if you are committed to getting the surgical/hormonal intervention you want right now, another (risky) option would be to prioritize that and delay university - i don't recommend this whatsoever, but it's there.

my greatest piece of advice is to look frankly at your life and ask, what can i survive, and for how long? can you survive university unaccommodated? can you survive an education put on hold? can you survive a year, two, or five without transition care? these answers will be different for everyone, *and* there is no guarantee that the roadblocks you face as a diagnosed autistic trans person will be exponentially higher than an undiagnosed trans person (sometimes, it's just hard regardless).

one final note - your professors should be available via email to make appointments with you outside office hours. this is part of their job - every semester, some students will not be able to make office hours and still need appointments. i highly recommend speaking to profs as needed about alternative times to meet with them.

so, yeah, that's my 2¢. best of luck <3