#and we've kinda been spreading it to our friends

[theannoyeddragon82]

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[rafecameronssl4t]

hey! could u do a rafe x reader with kinda the grumpy and sunshine/ mean to everyone but me trope? like the reader is super girly and a total sweetheart like wouldn’t hurt a fly and no one expected rafe to be able to pull her? maybe like other guys have made moves on her but for some reason she only wants him

Untouchable || Rafe Cameron x fem!reader

A/n: THANK U FOR THE REQUEST!!!!! (the gif above is what I envision Rafe's appearance to be in this fic)

Warnings: none :)

Word count: 1,178

MASTERLIST

Divider by @yoonitos

"Oh look, Rafe's here," Chelsea leans in to whisper to all of you girls. All heads turn to where she is subtly pointing. Rafe Cameron, with his buzzed hair and brooding expression, strides through the country club, his presence commanding attention.

You can't help but notice how your friends’ eyes widen, their expressions a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Kaycee sighs, shaking her head. "It's such a shame he's so grumpy and mean all the time. He's good-looking, but that attitude just ruins everything."

A few of the girls agree with her words, their eyes still on Rafe. You're about to respond when you catch Rafe’s gaze from across the club. His intense blue eyes lock onto yours, and to your surprise, he starts walking toward your table. Your friends' chatter fades into the background as he approaches, and you can feel the tension rising.

"Guys?" Kaycee whisper yells, her eyes darting nervously between you and Rafe. Before you can answer, Rafe is standing beside you. Without a word, he wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you close.

Your friends silently watch as he plants a soft kiss on your lips. The world seems to pause for a moment, the only sound your heart pounding in your chest. When he finally pulls away, he gives you a smile that’s reserved just for you. "Hey, babe," he says, his voice low and intimate. You smile back, feeling a warmth spread through you. "Hey, Rafe."

Your friends are staring, their mouths open in shock. Kaycee looks like she might faint, and Chelsea's eyes are so wide they might pop out of her head. You can practically hear their thoughts racing. "Hi ladies," Rafe nods his head to your friends as they all stumble across a response.

Rafe chuckles, clearly enjoying the reaction. "I'll see you later yeah?" he murmurs as you hum in response, giving you one last squeeze before heading to his own table. As he walks away, your friends erupt into a flurry of whispers and exclamations. "Are you serious?" Lily asks, her voice a mix of disbelief and excitement. "You and Rafe Cameron?"

You shrug, attempting to play it cool but failing miserably. "Yeah, we've been seeing each other for a while now." Kaycee shakes her head, still in shock. "I can't believe you didn't tell us! All this time, we thought you were just committed to your single streak."

Jada's eyes practically sparkle with excitement. "Not gonna lie, I've been rooting for you two since our days at Kook Academy." You laugh. Across the club, you see Rafe sitting with his friends, who are equally stunned by what they just saw. They keep glancing over at you, clearly trying to piece together how their friend who was notorious for not doing relationships end up with you.

Rafe catches your eye and gives you a wink, his usual grumpiness replaced with a rare, genuine smile as you smile back.

~

As Rafe walks away from your table, the whispers and gasps of your friends gradually fade into the background. You watch him stride confidently across the pool area, his usual brooding expression softened by a small, private smile. He reaches his table, where his friends are already in various states of shock and confusion.

Kelce is the first to speak, his voice a mix of disbelief and curiosity. "Dude, what was that?" He leans forward, his eyes wide with surprise. "You're telling me you bagged Y/n Y/l/n?"

Rafe drops into his seat and picks up his drink, taking a long sip before answering. "Yeah, we’ve been together for a while now." His tone is casual, but you can see the satisfaction in his eyes as he lets the news sink in.

Topper, who has been silent until now, finally finds his voice. "How the hell did that happen?" he asks, still staring at Rafe as if he's grown a second head. "She’s turned down just about everyone on this island who’s tried, and that includes me!"

Rafe chuckles, clearly enjoying the attention. "That's just cause you guys aren't me" he says with a cocky smirk. "Or maybe I just didn’t give up." The table falls silent for a moment as his friends process this new information. Then, one by one, they start to bombard him with questions.

"How long have you been seeing her?" asks Kelce, still trying to wrap his head around the idea. "Why didn’t you tell us?" adds Topper, his tone a mix of hurt and curiosity. "And how did you even get her to go out with you?" another friend chimes in.

Rafe leans back in his chair, his demeanor relaxed and confident. "We’ve been seeing each other for a couple of months now," he begins, glancing over at you with a soft smile. "I didn’t tell you guys because we wanted to keep it private. Didn’t want everyone in our business, you know?"

Topper raises an eyebrow. "And how did you manage to win her over? She’s not exactly known for giving people a chance." Rafe laughs, a deep, genuine sound that surprises even himself. "Honestly, it wasn’t that hard," he admits with a grin.

"I had my eyes on her for a while. She’s smart and doesn’t put up with any bullshit. 'S what I like about her." He glances over at you again, mesmerised by how radiant you looked, giggling at something your friend said.

His friends exchange looks, a mix of admiration and incredulity on their faces. It’s clear they’re seeing a side of Rafe they never knew existed. "Wow, man," says Kelce, shaking his head with a grin. "I never thought I’d see the day when Rafe Cameron is all soft and in love." Rafe playfully rolls his eyes, "You guys are idiots."

Topper claps Rafe on the shoulder, a wide grin on his face. "Good for you, dude. Seriously. If anyone can handle your grumpy ass, it’s her." Rafe laughs again, the sound blending into the ambient noise of the country club. He glances back over at you, catching your eye once more. You smile at him, a warmth spreading through your chest as you see the genuine happiness in his eyes.

[ckret2]

Pictured above: a shape's eye view of the end of the world.

The second dimension has burned; and Bill's been accidentally setting the second dimension's neighbors on fire. At the moment, the Axolotl is trying really, really hard to convince himself that these two facts are unrelated. Here, have a fic.

This is chapter 5 of an ongoing fic about the Axolotl in the wake of the Euclidean Massacre as Bill just keeps on committing atrocities. If you wanna read the earlier chapters (and/or look at more pretty art of Bill committing horrors and the Ax witnessing horrors), here's chapters one, two, three, and four.

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As soon as the Axolotl and the Time Giant exited Dimension Zero, they were greeted with a faceful of rain. Apparently the storm cloud with the Apocalyptic Threat Task Force had been waiting for them. "The fires in the remaining dimensions around 2Δ are finally acting like normal fires," it said. "No teleporting around, no more targeting the mortals. We've got the worst ones under control. Think we'll save about 40% of Dimension 2 Zeta and 30% of Dimension 2 Epsilon. Whatever you two did in there, it helped."

"Yeah, well." The Time Giant shrugged, nearly dislodging the Axolotl from his perch draped over her shoulder. "It was one of those problems that fixes itself once you figure out what it is."

So the Time Giant had been right. The triangle's attempts to rescue "his" "people" and to stabilize his strange underworld in Dimension Zero had been what was destabilizing all the other dimensions. As much of a relief as it was to hear the situation was improving... part of the Axolotl had hoped that the fires were still as untamed as ever—because that would have meant the triangle wasn't guilty of perpetuating the blaze.

(If the triangle wasn't actively working to keep Dimension Zero stable, how much longer until it collapsed and erased all its imprisoned souls from existence? Would it be long enough to get them all out?)

The cloud asked, "So, did you find out what destroyed 2Δ?" Right. The Axolotl had almost forgotten that was what they'd originally been looking for.

The Time Giant shook her head grimly. "Didn't see any sign of it. But I've got a suspicion who did it."

The Axolotl said sharply, "All we have is circumstantial evidence." And he'd ripped into more than one god who'd tried to damn a mortal based on circumstantial evidence. 

The cloud's sunbeam darted between their faces. Slowly, it said, "I take it you mean our triangular friend. I don't have any proof yet about the original fire; but he's been spreading the fire, I know that much."

"How did you know?" the Axolotl asked. He and the Time Giant had only just learned it themselves inside Dimension Zero.

"We've been interviewing some refugees while you were out. I—think you'll want to speak to them." The cloud directed this statement to the Axolotl.

The Time Giant said, "Later. The triangle says he's willing to move his people to another dimension." She gestured toward VENDOR, flanked by the two cops THEY'd apparently adopted as THEIR personal escorts. THEY were ranting into a phone that the crab-looking cop was holding up for them. "So we've gotta go discuss refugee stuff with Vendy McVendface."

"VENDOR," the cloud corrected.

"Vend 'er? I hardly even know 'er!"

The gods turned to stare at the border of Dimension Zero as the triangle laughed at his own joke until he wheezed. "I had to. It was sitting right there! It woulda been a crime not to pick it up!" His cackles slowly petered out. "What, no laughs? Maybe the joke doesn't translate."

The Time Giant shrugged. "I kinda thought it was funny."

"Ah, whatever."

"Have you been listening the whole time?" the Axolotl asked, not sure whether to be amused or mortified.

"Don't worry about it, I've got something more important to say." He zipped up along the surface of Dimension Zero's border until he was eye level with the Time Giant. "Hey, Hourglass. I didn't say I'm ready to move my people. I said I'm ready to talk about moving. Your guy better sell me on it. If your offer isn't worth it, we're not leaving."

"Are you serious?" She screwed up her face. "Ain't not being erased from existence worth it?"

"I have very high standards. And there are fates worse than death."

"Name one."

The triangle only thought about it a second before he answered, "Captivity."

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It wasn't until the Axolotl and the Time Giant left the border of Dimension Zero that the Axolotl realized, the moment the triangle had shown up, the storm cloud had disappeared. It was now drizzling surreptitiously near VENDOR, waiting for them to catch up.

As they approached VENDOR, the Time Giant said, "You should give VENDOR the news."

The Axolotl gave her an affronted look. "Why me?" This wasn't his responsibility. He hadn't been hired to do a job here. He shouldn't even be here; he was essentially an over-involved lookie-loo.

"You'd be better at talking to 'em. You move in the same circles."

"I'm not a politician, I'm a lawyer."

"I'm an engineer." She took the Axolotl off her shoulder and nudged his butt to set him gently floating in VENDOR's direction.

The Axolotl twisted around to give her a resentful look, but swam toward the vending machine.

THEY ignored the Axolotl until THEY finished THEIR current call, at which point THEY snapped, "What?" and he explained the situation. Blessedly, THEY didn't ask any further questions or give him any instructions; THEY just grumbled, "Finally," and told the crab cop, "Call the Vitruvian Mandala—we'll need to find places for another ten million 2D refugees."

"And 1D," the Axolotl said.

"Yes, yes." THEY muttered under THEIR fan, "And hopefully we'll get that triangle to the afterlife he deserves and be done with him."

The Axolotl doubted THEY meant a serene eternal paradise. Pointedly, he said, "Which afterlife he goes to is his choice."

Afterlife law was his speciality. Not cases like "based on this mortal's good and bad deeds, which form has she earned for her next reincarnation?" or "has this soul earned entry into his religion's realm of the wicked, the good, or the heroic?" Those were decided on the local level.

Rather, he tended to handle inter-pantheon, sometimes even interdimensional, cases—like, "if a mortal born on one planet lives and dies on another planet, which world's afterlife has claim to his soul?" "Is a soul's right to return to her native afterlife forfeit if she's apprehended in another god's jurisdiction for crimes against reality?" "Can a death god in a dimension where wandering ghosts are banned incarcerate a ghost from a dimension where wandering is legal?" "How does a soul's right to claim an afterlife weigh against an afterlife's right to claim a soul?" "Who has the right to judge a deceased mortal in the first place?"

The Axolotl personally thought that mortals deserved to be treated as mercifully as possible—starting with respecting the dead's own choice of afterlife above all others, and ending with outlawing damnation at the interdimensional level.

The rest of the multiverse... didn't agree with him yet. He didn't intend to stop until they did.

He went on, "Case law has long established that unless the dead made other arrangements premortem, they will be taken to—in order—the afterlife of their birth, their death, or their choice. The afterlife under whose jurisdiction the triangle lived and died has been destroyed, so he can go to any afterlife that says they're willing to take him, whether or not you think it's what he deserves—"

VENDOR's camera rolled and THEY impatiently beeped acknowledgment. "Do you mind, I'm on the phone." THEY turned THEIR back on the Axolotl to focus on THEIR next call. Yeah, most gods didn't like being told they couldn't just smite and damn whoever they felt like.

The storm cloud called the Axolotl's attention with a fork of lightning. It said, "I'll need to help coordinate the rescue efforts with VENDOR. I can get the report on what you learned in there from the engineering inspector; but you need to go talk to some of the witnesses of the fire. Maybe you should ask the Vitruvian Mandala when He's free."

That was the second time it had told him to talk to the refugees. "Why?"

"You said that yellow triangle's your friend, right?"

"I... did, yes."

The cloud didn't explain any further. It only said, "Be careful around him."

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VENDOR bustled around making preparations to receive ten million new refugees with absolutely no input from anyone else on the scene; the cloud's time was split between coordinating with the ATTF and getting a full debrief from the Time Giant on the conditions inside Dimension Zero; and left alone, the Axolotl found himself staring into the roiling barrier around the bloated singularity.

He swore, no matter where he looked, in the center of his view he could see a tiny, yellow, triangular pinprick of light, like an afterimage burned into his retina. No matter how deeply he looked into Dimension Zero, somehow his eyes always seemed focused on the triangle, making it appear nearer and then farther, like an optical illusion.

Be careful around him. He wished his Oracle were here to ask him questions. Helping her mortal mind make sense of this whole affair might help him make sense of it himself.

He'd seen the horror in the triangle's eye when he realized that he was the one incinerating the dimensions that had once bordered his own. He'd heard the sincerity in the triangle's voice when he said he could feel the deaths of every life that fell into his dream realm—the deaths that he himself was causing. He'd felt the guilt pouring from the triangle when he realized his efforts to save "his people" from being killed were what was killing them. Whatever else the Axolotl knew, he was sure the triangle hadn't meant to cause anyone harm. He hadn't started the fires on purpose. He just... didn't know what he was doing.

And "his people"—what did that mean?

Maybe some of the people in the triangle's dance party were from his dimension. The Axolotl couldn't totally confirm that they weren't; if the triangle had somehow survived, then why not others?

But it was undeniable that the triangle had been "rescuing"/kidnapping people from other dimensions, and he talked about the people he'd rescued no differently from the people from his own dimension.

Why? Had members of his species spread to neighboring dimensions? Or had his species come from another? Had his people established diplomatic relationships with cultures in neighboring universes, enough for them to consider themselves one people?

"Certainly not," said the Vitruvian Mandala.

He was a god from one of the worlds in Dimension 2 Gamma that the ATTF had managed to evacuate before the dimension was fully incinerated. Now, He was just another refugee, huddled with His confused, terrified people on one of the temporary worlds provided by VENDOR, curved uncomfortably atop the spherical planet. He had to be reeling from the loss of His home just as much as His people were—if not more, since He had known and seen and done and loved much more that any single mortal could. But nevertheless, He'd immediately stepped up to assist with organizing the rescue services, acting as a liaison between VENDOR and the 2D mortals to find new homes for them. 

And some of His people had been among the ones dragged into Dimension Zero—which was no doubt why the cloud had suggested the Axolotl speak to Him.

The Vitruvian Mandala may have been a minor creation god (He'd only created a galaxy) but He was more than powerful enough to know whether any of His people had ever made interdimensional contact. The Axolotl had waited until He had a moment to spare from assisting VENDOR, and then asked Him about their relationship with Dimension 2 Delta.

"I seeded life on all the populated worlds in My galaxy. None of My worlds have ever so much as been colonized by another galaxy in Our own dimension, much less people from another dimension," He said. "And We're a young galaxy—the most advanced starfarers have hardly ventured beyond their own solar systems; none have left Our dimension."

"And they've never spoken to other dimensions...?"

"No. The first contact We ever had with 'Dimension 2 Delta'—or what was left of it—was when the Magister Mentium began dragging My people into his underworld. The leaders I've had a chance to speak to from Dimension 2 Epsilon and Dimension 2 Zeta have told Me the same. " He called the triangle 'Magister Mentium' without any of the halting awkwardness the Axolotl did, or even the self-consciousness the triangle himself did. The Vitruvian Mandala had never known the triangle as anything but the Magister Mentium—and in His voice, it sounded not like an oversized title for a tiny triangle, but like the name of a fellow god.

But—the Axolotl had only asked the Vitruvian Mandala about Dimension 2 Delta. He hadn't brought up the Magister Mentium, nor mentioned that he was asking about the kidnapped people. "How did you know about the Magister Mentium?"

The Vitruvian Mandala said simply, "Because he introduced himself to My people before he started stealing them."

At the Axolotl's shocked silence, He said, "Do you want to see what they saw?"

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When the agents with the ATTF had started interviewing survivors about the cosmic fire, naturally, they'd first approached the other gods for information. And then the gods had approached the mortals under their charge to get their testimonies and pass them on to the apoc agents.

The Vitruvian Mandala had telepathically extracted His people's memories and copied them into tiny glassy discs with brass rims. He sifted through dozens of discs before offering the memory of a narrow rhombus from one of His most technologically advance worlds; and the Axolotl stared through the disk to experience the mortal's memory.

The memory started with a sight that had become all too familiar to the Axolotl: a distant line of burning blue fire. It took a moment for the Axolotl to orient himself to the mortal's razor-thin two-dimensional view of her world; but once he did, he realized that, from her perspective, it wasn't a line of light. To her, it was the entire sky. The constellations of faraway flat stars had vanished, and their place was taken by an inferno.

The whole world reeked of a stench that the rhombus didn't recognize, but that the Axolotl did: burning hydrogen. In most dimensions, three-fourths of all the matter in the entire universe—including the very stars themselves—consisted of hydrogen molecules. Hydrogen burned a pale blue. The stench in the air, the pale blue light filling the sky, was the smell and sight of the raw materials of reality itself burning away.

The nearby buildings had emptied into the city streets as people abandoned their work to coming outside and stare at the burning sky. Somewhere—it seemed very far away—people were screaming, sirens were wailing, government proclamations were issuing out of radios and loudspeakers; but on these streets, on the border of the city where the sky was most visible, everyone was horribly silent. 

An eerie feeling of unreality hung over the world. It felt like a scene out of a dream. The rhombus's heart filled with dread. She didn't understand why or how the sky was burning, but she felt in her bones that it must mean the end of the world.

She never imagined that it was the end of the entire universe.

And then, more real than reality itself, bright enough to blind, a radioactive-yellow shape appeared in the middle of the crowd. Over the gasps of shock, a voice that echoed between the buildings proclaimed, "Gooood evening! Lines, bis, and tris; quads, quints, and more—my beloved believers and my new friends—I'm sure you all recognize my voice from the news, but it's a pleasure to finally meet you all in the flesh!"

She wasn't sure he had any flesh to meet. He was ghostlike, as insubstantial as smoke—and just as formless as smoke, too: his shape constantly shimmered and shifted and distorted, his skin appearing and disappearing as his internal organs were exposed; one moment a leg visible, the next a hand, then no limbs at all, just his blindingly bright body. His organs were all wrong. When she could stand to squint at the specter's light, in the split seconds that his ghostly form was properly visible, she thought he looked like a triangle.

(She'd never seen the third dimension, never even attempted to imagine what a 3D shape might look like. She didn't realize his appearance shifted because he was a 2D shape tilting in 3D directions trying to lay flat on the 2D plane of Dimension 2 Gamma, and not quite succeeding. )

"Allow me to introduce myself properly: I'm the Magister Mentium, seer of the third dimension! Your gateway to the stars and stardom, your guide to prophets and profits, your mastermind and master of minds; and, if you're lucky, your new eternal party host! I'm sure the honor's all yours—but please, resist the urge to swoon! I have a limited time offer that you cannot afford to miss."

For all his self-aggrandizing, the triangle was still completely unfamiliar. She didn't see recognition in the eyes of any of the shapes around them, either. She doubted he'd ever actually been on the news at all, unless it was in one of those dubious programs about ghost hunting or UFOs. 

But the triangle charged on regardless: "I'm here to bring you salvation from— Whoops! We've got a crying baby over here. Sorry junior, I'm on stage right now." She hadn't even noticed the crying until the triangle pointed it out; the whole world seemed dull and muffled and gray except for the triangle. One of his arms stretched in the child's direction and disappeared; there was a split-second flash of black fingers where the baby used to be; and then both hand and baby vanished, the baby's cries morphing into a shriek of terror that slowly faded into the unseeable distance.

"My baby!" a rectangle wailed. She rushed up to the alien triangle. "What did you do to my baby, you—" She tried to seize his arm, and let out a howl of pain as her hands burst into flame.

"Calm down, Mama, your little brat's okay!" He reached out and flicked the rectangle back. His finger hit her with the force of a catapult. She tumbled away from him through dimensions unknown, skins and bone and organs turning inside-out over each other; and slammed into a nearby building, fusing with the wall. All that was visible of her was a thin cross section of meat. The rhombus couldn't imagine where the rest of her had gone—but she could smell the burning flesh.

"Too bad I can't say the same of you." The triangle turned to stare them all down, gaze darting restlessly from face to face. His pupil was bizarrely long, animal-like; and his gaze burned. She was sure that, if his gaze had lingered on her a moment longer, she would have caught fire, too. "We're burning time, people! Would anyone else like to be excused? Last call!"

There were a few whispers, but no one moved. The crowd was petrified with fear.

"Terrrrific! Then you'd better listen close, because I only have time to say this once," the triangle said. "Here's the deal! There's only two kinds of people: the ones who hate captivity, and the ones who love it. Oh yeah, there are people who love it! Some of 'em like inflicting it, some of 'em are too stupid to think for themselves, and some of 'em just want to do terrible things and pretend they had no choice!

"But I'm here to help the rest of you—you know who you are! You're the ones who never quite tessellated with the other kids! The ones who are sick and tired of your family saying you had so much potential and asking where it's all gone! You can feel the barbs of social obligation hooking into your flesh—yeah, you there, you know what I'm talking about, I see you!—and you'd rip your own skin off if you thought it would set you free! It won't, by the way—take it from a guy who knows! Luckily for you, my way's more effective and less painful! Probably!"

In spite of their fear, more than a few shapes had started pushing closer to the triangle. He was speaking to them.

"So if you crave freedom—from work, laws, morality, physics... death..."

More than a few shapes glanced fearfully toward the sky.

"...if you want to see the stars with me—then raise your hand! Reach out to me! Watch your enemies burn and escape to a realm of dreams with no rules and no responsibilities! That's right, this way!"

As soon as he said raise your hand, it seemed like half the crowd stretched their hands out to him —and the longer he spoke, the more reached out.

She recognized some of the people reaching out—some of them were her neighbors and friends. Here was a beaten-down pentagon who'd spent his whole life being controlled, and just wanted freedom from the ruthless monsters who used and abused him. There was a controlling circle who'd spent her whole life using and abusing others, and wanted freedom to be an even more ruthless monster. They all reached toward the triangle just the same—as if they'd been waiting their whole lives for an opportunity to escape. The desperate, the downtrodden, the dastardly, the barely daring to hope. If the whole burning world felt like a bizarre dream, then this must have felt like a dream come true to them.

But to the rhombus, it felt like a nightmare. She had to fight through the crowd to back away from him. 

"No need to push! If you can't see me, just hold your hand toward my voice, I can see you!"

The smell of burning existence was growing stronger.

Was this a test? An approaching apocalypse and a shapeshifting god of light and fire offering a last-minute rapture. The sky was burning—what hope did they have if they didn't go with him? More of the crowd was reaching for him now—terrified of him, but more terrified of their fate if they didn't. The rhombus reluctantly stretched out a hand.

"Thaaat's right, this way! I've got all of you!" His voice was taking on an edge of impatience. "Just—come on already! Hurry up!"

She was at just the right angle to catch a split second glimpse of the triangle through the crowd. She saw as the person closest to him reached out and grasped his hand. She saw as the first of the triangle's new followers burst into flames. The unlucky soul crumbled to ash before they had a chance to scream.

"I said no pushing."

The rhombus jerked her hand back and hoped the triangle hadn't seen her through the crowd. He wasn't offering salvation.

Most of the crowd wasn't lucky enough to get a view of the unfortunate shapes at the front who were already learning what a deal with the triangle entailed. The rhombus could hear people, as though from a vast distance, calling out to the triangle: "Take me, take me!" "I'll do anything!" It seemed like the whole world was trying to get closer to him; she thought she was the only one trying to move away, until she made it as far back as she could, where the crowd was thinning out, and caught a few other shapes in her peripheral vision who'd moved the same way. More than half the crowd was rushing in toward the triangle.

But apparently, it wasn't enough to satisfy him. "Come on, people!" That enthusiastic voice, halfway between a salesman and a camp counselor, was gone now. His voice went shrill with anxiety. "What's it gonna take?! I'm offering you idiots paradise, why won't you listen? Why don't you ever LISTEN TO ME?!"

For a moment, even though the triangle was completely hidden by the crowd, the rhombus could feel his fiery gaze sweep over her. She felt the way her skin threatened to burst into flames, and she knew he saw her.

She backed away until her rear angle bumped into the nearest building.

"Fine! You've had your chance! I've found my people!" The triangle's voice dropped to an angry snarl. "For all I care, the rest of you can burn."

For every hand that stretched out to the triangle, a black hand reached back toward them—dozens and dozens of hands. "Let's blow up this popsicle stand!"

He seized his new believers' hands.

Most of them instantly burst into flames.

Most of the rest were either jerked away into some unseeable direction like the baby had been, or else the burning ghost hand they were shaking yanked something out of them, leaving behind a dry corpse.

Reality warped and distorted in ways her eye couldn't make sense of: buildings wobbling and spilling apart like they were made of liquid; people twisting together with the buildings in sickening multi-corpsed abominations.

"Whoopsie!" The triangle let out a shrill, tittering laugh. It sounded pained. "S-still gotta get the hang of that. Oh well!" He spoke louder and faster. "I saved as many of you as I could, doing the best I can here, the rest of you don't matter, anyway byyye!"

And then he was gone.

And then they were all awake. She hadn't known they were asleep. Whatever happened hadn't been a mere shared nightmare; it was as though the layer of existence that dreams happened on had been pressed into the layer of existence where reality happened, and she hadn't even noticed until the pressure applied by the triangle lifted and the layers popped apart again.

The layers had popped apart too hard. Several of the shapes nearest the triangle that he hadn't taken with him instantly died—the tether between their souls on the plane of dreams and their bodies on the plane of reality snapped like overstretched rubber bands.

The fused corpse abominations had been left behind, still tangled and mangled with the architecture. The buildings were charred. The survivors were covered in burns they hadn't noticed—everywhere the triangle had looked was burned. Anything the triangle looked through was burned.

She was covered in burns. She could feel the burning inside her body. She raised her hands to her face and felt it peeling off.

She couldn't even feel the bright blue fires roaring down from the heavens.

And then something else lifted her out of the world, just before the reality around them began to burn.

She didn't know where all the people the triangle had taken had gone. But as she blacked out, of one thing she was sure: this higher dimension he'd claimed to see, this realm of stars and dreams? They weren't there.

Wherever they were, they'd gone down.

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When the Axolotl emerged from the recorded memory, he was dizzy with horror. He had to lay down on the prefab planet next to the Vitruvian Mandala while he reeled.

"Are you all right?" the Vitruvian Mandala asked.

Broken, the Axolotl said, "he threw a baby."

"I know."

"Is the baby alright?"

Delicately, He said, "It's beyond the dimensions I'm able to sense."

The Axolotl curled his gills. Not the baby. "What about the rhombus?"

"Her body was too burned; she died shortly after this memory," the Vitruvian Mandala said. "But fortunately, only a small part of her ghost suffered third degree burns. With an ectoplasm graft she's expected to recovery enough to have a fairly normal afterlife. Inasmuch as any afterlife can be considered 'normal' for My people now."

The Axolotl had noted how many ghosts were mingling with the living mortals when he arrived on this planet. He hadn't wanted to say anything; he didn't know whether that was normal for their people. "I can give you the contact rituals of some interdimensional psychopomps I respect. Very professional and compassionate gods." Although they'd be cursing the Axolotl's name for millennia for throwing so much work on their desks.

"I'd appreciate that. Thank you."

The Axolotl returned the memory disc to the Vitruvian Mandala; He momentarily stared into it Himself before returning it to His collection. "He gave speeches like this all across My populated worlds. I've retrieved thousands of memories like this from My people." His voice shook; the Axolotl couldn't tell if it was with anger or grief. "There would have been more—if more had survived."

"I'm so sorry." He didn't know what else he could do for the poor god but be sorry. All the senseless, slapdash slaughter. All of it so casual and accidental.

"Why?" the Vitruvian Mandala demanded. "He didn't speak like he meant My people harm, but he couldn't have done them more harm if he'd tried! I've never heard of him before—what is he, some malevolent trickster god? Why did he do it"

"Because... he thought he was saving them." That was the only thing the Axolotl could cling to.

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(Thanks for reading!! If the art lured you in and this is the first chapter you read, this is part 5 of a 7-or-8-or-9 part fic that keeps getting more parts, about the Axolotl in the immediate aftermath of the Euclidean Massacre. I'll be posting one chapter a week, Fridays 5pm CST, so stick around if you wanna watch the Axolotl run out of ways to pretend Bill didn't destroy his own dimension.

It's ALSO chapter 65 of an ongoing post-canon post-TBOB very-reluctantly-human Bill fic. So if you wanna read more of me writing Bill, check it out. If you're not sold on the idea of a human Bill fic, I've also got a one-shot about normal triangle Bill escaping the Theraprism if you wanna read that.

If this is NOT your first time here and you already knew all of the above: Bill got SO CLOSE to looking like a misguided good guy last chapter, and that's why he had to throw a baby.

No actually it was because it seemed really really funny. Flipped that flat little thing like a pancake.

Due to real-world reasons, this is another chapter that isn't as edited & polished as usual, so let me know if you noticed any rough spots that need buffing. And let me know what you think! Bill with his cult leader persona cranked up to 100% is probably the hardest Bill to write.)

[multifanhoe99]

Kinktober Day 27- Body Mods

Pairings: Tattoo artist!Ten x Fem!Reader x Tattoo artist!Taeyong

Warnings: Unsanitary workspace (kinda they do clean in between it's just not specified), nicknames (Our girl, baby, darling), oral (female and male receiving), fingering, unprotected sex.

=Let me know if I missed any.=

18+ MDNI

PROMPT LIST

MASTERLIST

You loved Ten and Taeyong. They were your best friends and you loved being their canvas. Having friends who were tattoo artists was the best. You always got their best work when they were feeling creative and just wanted to do some ink. Today was one of those days but, today was a little different.

"Are you ready for us to start," Taeyong said.

You lay on the table with no shirt and no bra, "Yep," you said.

"Alright," Ten said. You were getting an underbust tattoo and you weren't nervous about it but, you were nervous about being so exposed in front of them. As Ten began to prep the area, you couldn't help but feel your body shiver under his touch. His fingers were rough and calloused from years of tattooing, but they felt gentle as they traced the outline of your tattoo. Taeyong stood next to him, his eyes locked on your exposed skin.

"You're so beautiful," Taeyong whispered, and you felt your heart skip a beat.

Ten chuckled, "Focus, Taeyong. We have work to do."

You closed your eyes as Ten started the first line of the tattoo. The pain seared through your skin, but you were used to it. You had gotten tattoos from them before, and you trusted them completely.

As Ten worked on his side, Taeyong leaned in closer, his breath warm on your neck. "You know, we could make this a little more fun," he murmured.

You opened your eyes to see him smirking down at you. "What do you mean?" you asked.

Taeyong's eyes glinted mischievously, "I mean, we could make this tattoo session a little more... intimate."

He leaned in closer, his lips hovering just inches away from your ear, "I know you've always had a thing for us, and we've always had a thing for you."

Your heart raced as you felt their eyes on you, their hands now tracing patterns on your skin. You had always been attracted to both of them, but you never thought they felt the same way. Now, as their hands roamed over your body, you realized that they did. Ten's lips found yours, his kiss deep and urgent. You felt Taeyong's hands slide down your body, his fingers playing with the waistband of your pants.

"We want you," Ten whispered against your lips, "Do you want us?"

You could only nod, your body already on fire from their touch. Taeyong pulled your pants and panties down, exposing you to his eyes.  

He looked between you and Ten, a smirk on his face, "Ready?"

You nodded, and in an instant, you felt Taeyong's tongue find your clit. He wrapped his arms around your thighs, pulling you closer to his mouth. Ten's lips found yours again, his tongue tangling with yours as his own hands traced patterns on your sensitive skin.

Taeyong began to lick you, his tongue running circles around your clit. His hands slid between your legs, spreading them apart as he moved closer. The sensation was overwhelming and you moaned loudly into Ten's mouth.

"Shh," Ten said, his lips finding yours again, "We don't want anyone to hear us."

"I don't care," you moaned, pulling Ten's head back to you.

"Neither do I," Taeyong said, his tongue running down your slit, "I want the whole world to see what I'm doing to you."

Ten kissed you as the pleasure intensified between your legs. Taeyong's tongue danced circles around your clit, his hands pulling your ass closer to his face. You closed your eyes, feeling the pleasure build up inside of you. Suddenly, Ten pushed you off of him, his eyes hungry with lust. "I want to see you ride Taeyong's face. I want to see how wet you are for him."

You nodded, intoxicated by the sight of him. You crawled off the table, stumbling towards Taeyong. He pulled his shirt off as you approached him, his cock already hardening at the sight of you. You straddled his face, feeling his tongue run up your slit again.

"God, you're so wet," he groaned as he licked you. His hands pulled your body down towards him, his tongue still lapping at your clit. Ten watched you, his eyes hungry with lust.

"I want to watch her fuck you," Taeyong said. You moaned as Taeyong's tongue went back to licking you up and down, teasing your clit. You felt his fingers slide into you, pressing against your G-spot. Your moans grew louder as you felt him slide his fingers in and out of you. You looked over at Ten as he unbuckled his belt. He stepped out of his pants, his cock straining against his underwear.

"Come here," he said, stepping close to you.

You reached down and pulled his underwear down, his cock springing free. You slid off of Taeyong's face but, before he could protest, Ten was lifting you up. He sat you on the table and pulled you towards him, his cock finding your entrance. He slid his cock inside of you, and you moaned loudly.

"Oh, god," you moaned. Taeyong smirked at you as he stood up, his own cock standing at attention.

"You look so good," he said. He stroked his cock as he watched you ride Ten. "I want to fuck you next."

Ten began a steady pace. Taeyong moved in front of you. You felt his cock slide into your mouth. You moaned around his cock, your whole body tingling with pleasure. Ten held your hips in place as you rode him, your moans growing louder as Taeyong's cock slid in and out of your mouth.

"Oh, god, Ten," you moaned as he fucked you harder. You could feel yourself getting closer to climaxing, as you sucked harder on Taeyong's cock.

"This is so hot," he moaned. "I can't wait to feel you cum on my cock."

You moaned louder as you felt your release build up inside of you. Taeyong's hands found your breasts, his fingers pulling on your nipples as Ten's cock slid in and out of you.

"Oh, fuck," Ten moaned. "I'm gonna cum."

"Fuck me," you moaned. "Cum inside of me."

Ten's moans grew louder as he pulled you towards him, his cock sliding out of you. You felt him cum on your stomach, and you could feel your own orgasm building up inside of you.

"Fuck," you groaned as your orgasm crashed through you. Taeyong grabbed your hips and pulled you towards him, his cock filling you as you rode out your orgasm. He began to thrust into you faster and faster, your body shivering with pleasure as you rode it out.

"I love filling you up," Taeyong moaned. "I love watching your face as I fuck you."

You moaned in response, your mind too far gone to reply. You felt his cock slide in and out of you faster and faster. "Oh, god," he moaned. "I'm gonna cum."

"Cum for me," you moaned. You could feel your body begin to tense up again. Your moans grew louder as you felt your orgasm build up again. You felt Taeyong's cock slide in and out of you faster and faster, and then you felt his fingers slide to your clit. He rubbed small circles around it as he fucked you.

"Oh, god, I'm cumming again," you moaned. You could feel the pleasure build as he rubbed your clit. You felt him thrust into you as you rode your orgasm, his cock filling you as you came.

"Fuck, I'm cumming," he moaned, his fingers continuing to work your clit. He thrust into you twice more and then pulled out. You felt him cum on you, his cum mixing with Ten's on your stomach. Your body was still shaking as you lay there on the table, the ecstasy slowly fading from your body. Ten was standing behind you, his hand rubbing your back.

"You guys want a drink?" Taeyong asked his hands on your hips. You nodded, suddenly feeling exhausted from the orgasm. Ten helped clean you and the table up while Taeyong grabbed you all bottled water from the fridge.

"C'mon," he said after you all had time to get redressed and relaxed.

As he picked you up, you said, "Hey, where are we going?"

Ten carried you back to the table and laid you down.

"We gotta finish your tattoo, baby," he said, kissing you on the forehead. "I didn't think you'd be able to walk."

"I think I can make it," you said.

"I don't think you can," Taeyong said, as he joined Ten in walking towards the table. They laid you down on the table again and soon, you had a beautiful underbust tattoo done by your two favorite boys.

"It looks great, doesn't it?" Ten said, admiring it.

"Yes," you said, a smile on your face. "It does. Thank you guys for the tattoo and well for everything else."

"Anything for our girl," Taeyong said.

You questioned, "Our girl?"

Ten laughed, "I thought we just made it pretty obvious that you are our girl, darling." You smiled, never in a million years did you think you could pull either one of them much less both yet, here you were. One more tattoo and two new boyfriends.

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A/N: Another catch-up! I am almost done! I will be finishing Kinktober on time I promise!

[w2soneshots]

Oh shit -W2S

words: 0.8k+

warnings: secret relationship.

summary: you and Harry get caught while trying to hide your relationship.

I've been with Harry for just over 2 months now, but no one knows. When I say no one I mean no one, not any of the boys, not Faith (my best friend and also the person who introduced me to Harry), even our families don't know. When we decided to get together we knew it was slightly risky, we didn't want to divide the group if it didn't work out. It's a complete secret, we've been sneaking around during parties and night outs, lying about where we were when we were actually staying at each other's apartment and there's also been times where we've almost been caught, snogging or being a little to touchy.

Today Faith asked me to come along with her and Olive to one of the sidemen shoots, so that she had someone to talk to and help her with Olive while they filmed. I've never been to one of their shoots before, Harry always told me he'd bring me along when everyone knew. We weren't planning on keeping our secret for so long but we just couldn't figure out how to tell everyone, it's also quite fun sneaking around, it kinda makes you feel like a teenager again.

I got dressed into some jeans, a white t-shirt, dark blue hoodie and my converse. I left my hair how it was and applied a little bit of makeup. Once I was finished I left. Once I arrived outside of the studio that they are filming in today, I looked down at my phone and saw a message from Harry: "I'm the only one here, come inside!!" I looked up to see him standing just outside of the building. I smiled and quickly got out of the car.

"Hi." I said with a smile as I walked up to him. His lips spread into a small smile "Hey, how are you?" He asked. "I talked to you this morning." I said with a slight chuckle, referring to our phone conversation earlier while I did my makeup. He pulled me into him and pecked my lips. "Harry!" I said sternly then pulled away "someone might see us!" I said looking around the car park. When I made sure the coast was clear I looked back at him, he had a huge smirk on his face. I shook my head and playfully slapped his chest.

Josh turned up soon after followed by everyone else, Ethan, Faith and Olive being last to arrive due to a toddler meltdown. I sat next to Faith while Olive sat asleep on my lap "you have the magic touch." she said looking down at her daughter. I laughed slightly "she's so cute!" I said quietly. "She's all cute when she's asleep but as soon as she wakes up she turns into a little gremlin." she stated. I laughed "I know, I've seen it first hand." I said referring to the time I looked after her for an afternoon so Ethan and Faith could film a video, and she was a little menace, but she's to adorable to get annoyed at.

The boys finished filming almost an hour and a half later. I quickly popped to the toilets before everyone left. But before I could get there I felt two hands on my waist, pulling me back slightly. I turned quickly, knowing exactly whose big hands those were. Without a word he smashed our lips together. "gosh so confident today." I said as we caught our breath's quickly. He smirked "wanna come mine later?" He asked. I smiled "you know it." and smashed our lips back together. When I heard a gasp. "Oh shit" I thought. I quickly separated myself from Harry and looked down the hallway to see JJ standing there with a shocked look on his face. My eyes widened, as did Harry's when he realised the situation.

I looked to Harry "it's time to tell them." I said softly. He nodded and we looked back to JJ. "Are you too?" He said pointing at each of us quickly. We both nodded and he gasped once again "omg!" He said running towards us and pulling us into a joint hug. The three of us walked back into the green room. "We have something we wanna tell you." Harry started. Everyone looked up confused as we sat down. JJ looked as if he was about to burst with excitement. "Me and Harry have been... seeing each other for a while now." I said. Each one of their eyes widened. "No, fucking way!" Ethan shouted, jumping from his seat. "How long?" Faith asked. "Two months." Harry replied. "Two months?!" Tobi exclaimed. I nodded "sorry, we couldn't find the right time to tell you." I shrugged. They all quickly began celebrating.

"Wait why are you telling us now?" Simon asked after everyone calmed down. "I caught them snogging in the hallway!" JJ said with a chuckle. The entire room erupted into laughter and I shared a slightly embarrassed look with Harry. I actually feel relief knowing everyone now knows, it was fun for a while but I feel like we can properly start our relationship now.

[bbrissonn]

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✩°｡⋆˚⁺ the door's open

✩°｡⋆˚⁺ social media + real life

✩°｡⋆˚⁺ gabe perreault x camila yanez

✩°｡⋆˚⁺ au masterlist

✩°｡⋆˚⁺ this is kinda short and bad, just wanted to slowly groove back into things :)

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"what are you guys laughing about?" one of the upperclassman asked as a small group of freshman walked into the locker room. they were all either chuckling or laughing, while gabe's face was beat red as he stared at the ground.

"nothin'." the boy in question answered quickly as he made his way over to his stall.

"gabo's fat crush on some girl he doesn't even know." ryan exclaimed, his laugh roaring through the room. gabe's small little crush had quickly spread around the locker room, thanks to ryan big mouth. he had now became a target of endless teasing and small remarks about a girl who didn't even know he existed.

"you're still on that, dude?" someone laughed, but gabe's eyes stayed glued to the ground, trying his best to ignore all the comments being made.

"we've got progess. her friends are all up in his comments." will said, making some of the guys look over the perreault boy. will was probably one of the only one who didn't tease him endlessly about it, mainly because he was with gabe when they watched that first game, and he too was quick curious about the girl.

"should we start planning the wedding?"

"i call being bear boy!"

"you guys are so dramatic. i just think she's cute, that's all." gabe was quick to interrupt his friends, making all of them look over at him and stop laughing.

"that's not what drunk gabe said last week."

"yeah? well he's an idiot, who's drunk, so forget it." gabe's words came out harsher than he had intended to, leaving the room quiet afterwards. some of the guys slowly started falling into small convos between themselves, none of them brining up the girl.

and she wasn't brought up until will and gabe made it to their dorm after practice, ryan and jacob following closely behind them.

"does it actually annoy you? the teasing?"

"no. but you guys are making it a bigger deal than it actually is." the boy shurgged as ryan and jacob waved them goodbye and continued to their dorm, the two boys now entering their room. "and it's annoying because you also think she's cute, but no one gives you shit about it!"

"yeah, because i didn't spend a whole rambling about her, gabe." the blond boy explained as he moved around their room, cleaning up the mess a bit.

"that was like forever ago."

"actually it's been three times now. literally the first party we went to, then again a week later, and last week, dude. and the only reason their acting this way is because you're not doing anything about it."

"yeah, 'cause i don't know the girl, will."

"then get to know her? look, clearly this isn't just some silly crush you have just because she's cute, gabo. plus, if her friends know who you are, she has to know too by now. and clearly she has to be somewhat interested because for some reason she hasn't blocked any of us. the door's open, you just have to go through it, dude." will said, stopping in his tracks and looking over the boy, who was now sitting on the edge of his bed.

"when'd you get to good at giving advice?"

"think it's the college affect. don't worry i'm sure it'll hit you at some point." the blond boy joked, making the two chuckle slightly.

for the rest of the evening, the two didn't talk about it, although will's words were on repeat in gabe's head. 'the door's open, you just have to go through it', if only it were that is for him to do.

[gfdthings]

~ Kissing a virgin ~

Characters are OCs, a kinda true story about me and my sub's first kiss ❤️🦋

TW: possession, mild corruption

We were in his dorm room, working on a group project that had been assigned by our rather vindictive professor. Alex was working diligently at his desk as I was sprawled out on his sofa.

I sighed and shook out my fingers, sore after drawing out our project on the poster board beside me. "All done?" Alex murmured, pausing the fierce drumbeat coming from his keyboard for a moment.

"Yeah. All done." I was in charge of the poster, and Alex was in charge of the writeup. I took a second to clean up my scattered supplies, before looking over to his concentrated form.

When the professor had called out our parner assignments, I had scarcely believed my luck. Ever since Alex Mason has ghosted into the lecture hall, I had developed a deep, intense crush on him. His shy nature, soft voice, and adorable round glasses made it very hard to concentrate on anything the professor was saying from that day forward.

I wanted nothing more to take adantage of him. To hear that quiet voice moan, to see his eyes widen in fear... just those thoughts made me shudder with desire. Through a bit of light internet stalking, I found that he was single, and a major nerd. He didn't have many friends and tended to work alone, which meant he didn't leave his dorm room save for a few times for food or class. I couldn't move my seat, so I was forced to stare from a distance, wait, and hope. Being invited to his dorm room, well, that had put so many ideas into my head that I had taken the night off.

"And... finished." Alex's sweet voice snapped me out of my day dreaming as he leaned back in his chair and brushed his hair out of his face, another of his manerisms that I found adorable. I stood up and leaned over him, looking through his report.

"It looks amazing!" I was genuinely impressed. Our professor was notorious for never giving an A, but I thought that even he would have a challenge this time around. I turned to face Alex, and felt my heart skip a beat as tinge of red spread across his cheeks.

"Oh, uh... thanks." I could hear a slight bit of pride in his voice. Being this close to him made my heart flutter, but I did my best to keep it under control. I didn't want to scare him off.

"So what now?" I asked the first thing that came to mind as I leaned back against his desk, stalling for time. I didn't want to leave. This was the closest I'd ever been to him for any amount of time, and already my brain was running wild. I didn't want it to end.

"I guess we just turn it in." Alex took his glasses off and cleaned them with his shirt, a common tick of his. "We've worked for so long on this that I don't even want to check it over." We both chuckled, but my gaze couldn't help but slide down to his lips. They looked so soft and kissable that it took every ounce of my self control to stop jumping on him and kissing those lips right then and there.

I was so hypnotized by those lips that I looked away a little too late, and Alex noticed my eyes locked on him. The blush that had been fading now came back with a vengance, staining his cheeks in an adorable red. "Wha.. what were you stairing at?" He whispered, confusion in his voice.

I only had a moment to think, but before I could second-guess myself I just said the first thing at the top of my mind. "You," I blurted, feeling my cheeks warm involuentraily.

A deeper, darker red spread over his face, as if he had been left outside of a cold winter's day. I couldn't help but look down to his neck, where the sight of his pulse beating through his skin made my heart (among other things) throb. "Why?" Alex froze, staring up at me with wide, nervous eyes. Eyes that made me want to move us to the bed right behind me and do unspeakable things.

I don't now what God or Goddess of courage possessed me then, but I knew I had to take the chance I saw sitting adorably in front of me. "Your adorable eyes, your beautiful voice, your amazing mind. I could name so many things," I whispered, inching closer as his breathing quickened. "You have no idea how much I've wanted to kiss you since the day you walked into our class."

I was standing over him now, staring deeply into his deer-in-the-headlights expression. Alex was breathing so slowly that it almost looked like he had forgotten how to. I didn't want to force anything, but it was getting harder and harder not too. It took a few seconds before his shaky response came: "I, uh..." he gulped, looking away. "I don't think I'd mind that." He wiped his now sweaty hands on his back as I froze. The tables had turned. There was no way that he could be this adorable, this vulnerable, in front of me.

I moved without thinking, reaching down to place a hand under his chin and gently directing his gaze up into mine. Alex let out the tiniest whimper, but it was enough to turn my thoughts feral. It was getting harder and harder to resist pouncing on him, but I wanted this to last, to be more than a momentary glimmer in my life. I wanted to make him mine. I wanted him to crave me as I craved him. So I forced myself to ask. "Are you sure?" My reply barely above a whisper.

He gave a shaky nod, and that was all it took. I sat horizontally across his lap, brushing my hair to one side with one hand as my other grasped his chin firmly, pulling his lips to mine. His lips were like velvet, indescribably soft under mine as I kissed him. I soaked in his presence, his body, his everything. His whimpers that grew louder and louder as I nibbled on his lower lip. His nails digging deeper into my back with every kiss. The bulge that was steadily growing against my thigh. I felt my thoughts slow as every single iota of focus narrowed on Alex and the feeling of him under me.

Eventually we broke apart, both gasping for air. I quickly composed myself, brushing some loose hair behind an ear as I took in what a few moments with me at the wheel had done to him. A frazzled expression plastered across his face as he stammered, his brain trying to form a coherent thought. "Was that okay?" I asked, already knowing what his answer was.

Alex gave another shaky nod, before trying to move and realizing that I was still sitting in his lap. And I wasn't going anywhere. "That," he murmured, still out of breath, "was... uh... my first kiss." He shifted awkwardly under me, trying to fix the problem in his underwear. I raised an eyebrow and gave a soft smile as another blush ran across his sweaty face.

"Was it all that you'd hoped for?" My heart was setting off fireworks in my chest, but I forced myself to act calm and not show how close my heart was to exploding in ecstacy. Alex nodded again, quicker this time, but I couldn't help myself. I needed to hear it from him. I leaned in, past his wide-eyed gaze, until my lips were right next to his ear. "Use your words, dear." I pulled back and reveled in seeing his mind go into overdrive.

After a few moments, he was finally able to collect himself enough to whisper one broken word. "Everything."

I took his chin in my hand again, swooning as he instinctively moved to meet my desire. Alex was putty in my hands, and yet I was putty in his. He just didn't know what seeing him like this did to me. I let my gaze rest on his, seeing the need reflected back at me. "Do you want more?"

There was no hesitation this time. "Please," he whispered, desperation seeping into his voice. I didn't need more of an invitation. My lips latched onto his, my tongue exploring his mouth as his whimpers grew louder and louder. I pulled away a few times to catch my breath, before diving back in deeper than before. I could feel my desires weaving into his soul, my wishes forging connections in his mind. He was mine, and now he couldn't deny it. But there was one last thing I needed, one desire I had to let out.

We broke apart again and I sat back, letting him catch his breath. I needed to know that he wanted more. More of me, more of this. I waited until his eyes met mine before I asked. "I want to mark you. May I?"

"Mark? Like... like a hickey?" I saw that idea worm into his mind, eating away at other thoughts before there was nothing left but it. Alex gulped, and his pulse quickened under his skin. "Just... please be gentle."

I locked eyes with him, seeing my preditory gaze reflected back in his glasses. "Don't worry your pretty head," I whispered, sneaking a hand into his hair and carefully pulling his head back, exposing Alex's beautiful neck. "I will be."

[sundropstories]

Not a Secret

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Summary: The team witnesses you and Bucky kiss for the first time and you start to realize they don't all know you guys are married. Or even in a relationship.

a/n: This takes place kinda after civil war. Timeline will make more sense in the little story <3

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Bucky has been away on a mission for a bit now with most of the team. I've stayed behind with Peter, Kate, and some of our newer younger avengers. To just kinda hangout and keep them on track with training.

"Y/n, Mr.Stark just let me know they're on their way back now."

"Thanks Peter!" I say, a smile spreading on my face.

I miss Bucky so much! This is the longest we've been apart...since we've been together.

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The elevator door opens and I practically jump off the couch to see my husband.

"Oh my god I missed you guys!" I say rushing to give everyone hugs.

This might seem like I'm crazy but, they've been on this mission for about two months. I guess some guy was making the serum..you know the serum. So they all went to figure that all out. So I've been hanging out with a bunch of teenagers for a couple months of course I miss my adult friends!

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I'm speaking to Natasha about the mission when my favorite super soldier finally walks in.

"Yay your back!" I yell jumping into his arms to kiss him. The whole room falls silent and the energy shifts.

"Well she didn't miss the rest of us that much." I barely hear Tony say. Too focused on the handsome man looking back at me.

We pull away arms still holding each other. "You guys want me to give you all welcome back kisses?" I raise my eyebrow questioning them and let out a small laugh.

"You will not be doing that. You're only allowed to kiss your husband." Bucky says from behind me. It was then I started to notice the confused faces turn into surprised faces.

Then Sam speaks up "Excuse me, you guys are married?!"

I look back at Bucky, who still has an arm around my waist. "Are they fucking with us right now" I whisper. He just furrows his eyebrows in response.

I turn back to the team and lift my left hand showing my ring and he does the same. "Yeah..." I say to the team.

"When did you guys get married?" Natasha joins in on  questioning us.

"2017..but, no one was talking so we just had a small reception." Bucky finally answers.

"So why'd you guys keep it a secret?" Sam questions.

"What?" I start laughing "It's not a secret. Steve, Wanda, and Vision we're at the wedding. And we couldn't get a hold of the rest of you."

"Also some of you refused to talk to some of us at the time so we just...forgot to tell you. But, we thought you'd have figured it out after we all moved into the compound together..." Bucky adds.

This is so weird. I mean we're not exactly the most flashy couple but damn. For super hero's and spy's they're not very observant.

" I don't understand how we never noticed. Probably because You guys live in separate rooms." Tony says.

"No." I say. "Bucky and I share Bucky's old room, I've never used that spare room before."

It was weird at the time when he gave me that room but I just thought it was like an extra or something I don't know...

"I just thought you guys were like besties or something. I never thought Bucky to be the relationship type he's just so.. you know." Sam says letting out a small laugh.

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After that really weird conversation Bucky and I went up to our room to finally just be together.

I missed this.

"It's so nice to finally have you back this bed feels so empty when you're gone." I say plopping myself onto the bed.

"I missed you so much doll." Bucky says laying next to me.

I shift to be laying in his arms, and look up so our faces are only inches apart.

"I love you Bucky."

"I love you too y/n."

[mitoodem]

music : Bob Vylan - Makes Me Violent (stream this band, they're GREAT)

hi tumblr, this is my pride celebration post.

Today (and July 7th) in France we vote in an early legislative election (president Macron decided by himself to dissolve the French Assembly because the french far-right got the most votes in the european elections earlier this month). So right now, we vote to decide who will sit in the National Assembly (that's the people that will vote for our laws and stuff, to keep it simple).

I'll ramble a bit under the cut, keep in mind that english isn't my main language.

As I write this, I'm really scared of what the results are gonna be tonight. I hope for the sake of my friends and myself that the far-right won't be in the lead, but I'm also not delusional. We're lucky enough that a huge chunk of the left decided to form an alliance, so there's at least one chance to fight against both the far-right and the president's party (which have both been riding a wave of gaslighting and misinformation in the mainstream medias since Macron announced the dissolution). But still, I'm so scared my finger have been twitching and trembling since this morning. I'm scared because I want to still be able to protest freely and without fearing for my life against bigots and misogynits and racists and colonialists and all around fight for my rights and the rights of minorities in my country. I want for people to live freely without fear of being assaulted for their gender, skin color or sexual orientation. I hate that we still have to fight for basic rights. I hate that we will still have to fight even more in the future. I don't want facists and racists to spread their ideas. I hate that they only ever understand violence. I hate that they make me violent in turn.

I hate that it feels like everything is out of our control. I've talked and argued and been mad for 3 weeks straight, now what can I do? I voted, now we wait. And we'll do it all over again the 7th (and it will be even more awful then, I bet). So I'm scared and angry and overall kinda exhausted. But, somehow, whatever the results, I know that we've got this. I've got great friends that make me laugh even as I write this post. This past month I've seen a lot of people advocate for positive change and unity. I've seen people take a stand against the hate, independant journalists right the lies. I've laughed at kpop stans level edits of left-wing policitians, and jokes that underline the whole fuckery that's going own. I have been scared, but I haven't felt lonely. So yeah, we're together in this, whatever the results. We'll still be together afterwards. We'll cry together, hopefully in joy.

[just-a-bi-boy]

Last night, me and a few buddies went to the local bar. It was me, Cody, Stacey, and Scott. We've all been friends since middle school. Cody is a skinny blonde, kinda nerdy with a skinny long cock. Stacey is a tall black dude, kinda muscular with about 10 inches hanging between his legs. And Scott is our redneck buddy. He's thick and muscular with an average 6-7 inches, but the thickest of all of us. We had just sat down, waiting for a pool table to open up. That when we noticed Terry and Tina. Terry was another buddy from school. He's thick and muscular reddish blonde hair. He's been with Tina for about six months. Found out they were celebrating her 25th bday. Tina was a gorgeous plump brunette. Big titties, big ass...just perfect. We have all told him how lucky he was to get her. They joined us and we just talked shit for a bit, buying Tina shots for her bday. A couple hours later, Tina was really feeling it. She was teasing all of us, Terry enjoying every bit of it. I had a great idea. I told Terry to talk her into going back to my place and see what happens. We've all done it before, but not with Tina. They went off to talk, and it wasn't long before he came back and said she was willing as long as Terry was cool with it and she got to see us guys play. Dude, it was on!

We all got back to my place. I took them to the playroom that has the California king and all the supplies we need to have fun. All of us guys were either naked or down to our briefs in no time. We asked Tina if she needed help. Terry started kissing her. I was behind her, unzipping her dress. Stacey, Cody, and Scott watching. I let her dress drop to the floor. Terry helps her step out of it. She kicked off her heals and stood there naked in front of all of us. Terry displayed his beautiful lady for us to enjoy, plump round breast, pussy bare as the day she was born, and a big juicy ass. I heard Terry whisper, "are you sure?" Tina smiled and nodded yes. He sat her on the bed and she started sucking his cock. We stood around with our hard cocks waiting. Terry sat next to her and they started kissing. I stood between them, my cock pointing at them. Terry took hold of it and brought it toward Tina's mouth. She kissed and licked it before taking me into her mouth. She gagged some and pulled off. I grabbed Terry's head and said, "show her how it's done," and shoved my cock in his mouth. Terry was an amazing deep throat. Tina purred and told him how hot it was! The rest of the boys joined us and she sucked on all of them a bit, taking turns. I bent down and felt her pussy. It was sopping wet. I asked Terry if he wanted to see me fuck her and he said "oh hell yea." I moved the guys out of the way and leaned Tina back onto the bed. Terry spread her legs for me. He guided my cock toward her pussy. Tina's body was quivering in anticipation. Terry pushed my head inside. Tina let out a gasp. Terry let go of my cock and I slowly slid in, deeper and deeper. She grabbed Terry's hand. Terry laughed, saying that I was a big boy. I inched deeper. Tina was breathing hard. Terry kissed her. I slammed my 9 inches all the way into her, her scream muffled by their kisses. I started pumping in and out. Stacey crawled up and started feeding his bbc to her. Cody and Scott on both sides, having Tina jack them. Terry both his head at her pussy and sucked on her clit while I fucked her, occasionally licking my cock. Tina came multiple times on my cock before I filled her full of my nut. I pulled out and told Terry to enjoy. He went face first into her well used cunt. I grabbed the lube out of the drawer and fingered Terry's hole with it. He lifted his ass off the bed. I told Stacey to come fuck him. Terry lifted his ass up, Stacey slid in. Tina yelled, "oh fuck" and started cumming from seeing her man getting fucked. Stacey, an aggressive fuck as usual, was pounding Terry's cunt. Tina continued cumming. Stacey asked Tina if she wanted her "boy bred." "Oh fuck yea," is all she needed to say and Stacey started unloading. Terry's ass dripping cum. Cody and Scott both took their turn with Tina, fucking her pussy and filling it full of cum. I told Terry to assume the position, but she stopped him and told Terry that she wanted more of my big cock. I put her Tina in the doggy position, had Terry get under her. Her pussy dripping cum on his face. I slid in her into her pussy with ease, feeling the warmth of my buddy's loads. I fucked her especially hard, shoving all 9 inches into her. My nuts were slapping Terry face. Tina came multiple times before I pulled out just enough to unload all over Terry's face. Stacey tapped my shoulder and said, "I haven't had a chance to get that pussy." I moved out of his way. Stacey's huge black cock ready to take over. He started sliding in. Tina moaned out loud, "omg, this is amazing!" Stacey tore it up. Skin slapping against skin! Tina cumming, Terry licking. One last deep thrusts and Stacey started erupting! Tina collapsed on top of Terry. Eventually, we all came off our high and laid in bed together. Tina's cunt was red and puffy. We rested awhile before everyone got dressed and left. Terry called me this morning and said we totally made Tina's night.

[wwwow-official]

Hello, world!!~

Welcome to the OFFICIAL Wacky William's World Of Weird blog!

Now, you may be asking, what IS Wacky William's World Of Weird? Well, my friend, I'm glad you asked!

Description!!~

Wacky William's World Of Weird, or WWWOW for short, is a work-in-progress indie game/art piece/passion project, with elements of mascot horror, analog horror, bait-and-switch games, puzzle games, and other such things!

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You play as Y/N [that's right, YOU!], a 20-something year old horror enthusiast, with a love for lost media, and a knack for abandoned building exploration.

After re-discovering an old shirt they don't remember having, they do a bit of research, finding out about the [now abandoned] children's interactive museum of the same name, which resides in their childhood home town, which they and their parents had moved away from, when they were just a kid.

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Throughout the game, you'll do puzzles and mini-games, complete tasks, explore, discover secrets, and most importantly, meet the [very much ALIVE!] colorful cast of mascots!

Luckily for YOU, a good few of these characters are friendly! Especially the name-sake character himself, Wacky William, who will grant you sanctuary, and give you hints about the lore, if you ask the right questions!~

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Outside of the game, there's still much to do with this fun little story! It seems like SOMEONE'S been uploading old video archives to Youtube, showing off several different promotional videos, commercials, cartoon episodes, and even stuff from what appears to be an old website?

Discover bits and pieces of the story, pieces you wouldn't be able to find in the game, and connect the dots the best you can!!~

Now, that's about all I can give in terms of a description, for now! Though, if you're curious about any non-story related details, our ask box is, in fact, open!

This blog is mainly for sneak peeks, dev updates, musings, and other such random things. Though, there may be a few rebloggings, aswell!

To make things less confusing, I have devised a little tagging system!~

TAGS!!~

General:

#wacky williams world of weird! - For all posts related to WWWOW!

#wwwow! - Same as above, just abbreviated!

#important posts! - Posts like this one, with IMPORTANT INFORMATION!!

#asks! - A tag dedicated to answering questions!

#wwwow updates! - A general tag for WWWOW-related updates!

#sneak peeks! - For sneaky little peeks at WIPs!

#dev log! - Just development logs, nothing too special!

#character intro! - Posts that are all about showing off one of our wonderful Wacketeers!

#wacketeer art! - For art of the characters, Canon or not!

#sillies! - For memes/joke posts about the characters/story/etc.!

#fun fact! - Just to spice things up, I'll be posting fun facts about the characters at least once a week!

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Character-Specific Tags:

#wacky william!

#zany zeno!

#nutty norman!

#aberrant albert!

#curious cornelius!

#bouncy betsy!

#sweet suzanne!

#peppy penny!

#other wacketeers!

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Off-Topic/Other:

#off topic! - For posts/reblogs that aren't about WWWOW!

#aesthetics! - A tag [mostly] containing aesthetic/stim-worthy pics/gifs/videos that remind me of certain characters!

#polls! - For.. to put it simply, project-related community polls! Kinda speaks for itself, doesn't it?

#reblogs! - Posts that have been reblogged from other accounts!

#support! - To help spread awareness, or just to help out!

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*This section will be updated every now and then, to include new tags, if needed! ^^

Now that we've gotten all that out of the way, it's time I introduce myself, and put some boundaries down!

You can call me Mod Cryptic, or just Crypt! I'm the owner of this blog, aswell as the creator of WWWOW as a project! You may know me from my main blog, @cryptic-loser , but that's neither here nor there-

As for my boundaries when it comes to this blog, they're pretty simple!

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1. Please, do not make any strange, NSFW comments about the characters! Simping is mostly fine [I encourage this, actually!], just please nothing inappropriate.

2. Please do not pester. If your ask hasn't been answered, I probably just haven't gotten to it yet, or don't know how to respond!

3. Please be nice!! If you don't like something about the project, or have something to say about anything, please be civil about it! Remember, if you have nothing nice to say, it's better to say nothing at all.

4. If you are a bigot in any fashion [Homophobic, Transphobic, Xenophobic, Racist, Sexist, Ableist, etc.], please leave. This is not the place for you. If you try to interact, you will be blocked.

5. If you are a pro-shipper/p3d0/m@p/z00phile/etc., again, this is not the place for you. Like with the last point, if you interact, you will be blocked.

6. On a lighter note, if you draw anything, or make anything related to this project, please tag me in it! I love seeing it!! ^^

And with that, this post FINALLY comes to a close.

I hope you guys have a splendid time here, and have fun!!~

Goodbye for now!!~

Boarders/Dividers made by @strangergraphics !!

[palepinkgoat]

Random Wednesday Questions! (Thursday style oops)

it's that time again…

thanks for the tags @deedala @mybrainismelted @blue-disco-lights @energievie @jrooc !

what weather would you use to describe you current mood? When it just starts getting slightly warm again after a long cold spell. Bright and sunny but still a bit chilly in the shade

have you ever had braces?

Oh yes. I had some pretty severe orthodontia and then just straight up braces for about four years. I still have a permanent retainer behind my bottom teeth that's cemented in there. For a lot of 90s kids (including my 3 siblings) it eventually came loose and had to be removed but mine is SOLID, baby. My top teeth have moved a lot and stick out. Also my jaw juts out so it looks like I have an underbite. My whole mouth area had serious renovations but they didn't break my jaw like they thought they'd have to. W H E W.

do you celebrate halloween?

I used to love dressing up and going to parties and stuff back in the day. Then we had kids and stuff so it's was back to trick or treating. Now it's kind of bittersweet cause the kids are older and want to be alone with their friends. We usually left a big bowl of candy out but this year I might sit out there and pass it out to kids. Our dog is a fucking mess and would bark all night if kids came to the door so I'll probably camp out in the yard.

best halloween/fancy dress costume you've worn

I don't think it's been anything super fancy - I was either a witch or a fairy most of the time. One fairy year I had VERY big wings and that was cool as hell.

last song you listened to

I was in the car with my daughter and were listening to Doja Cat.

last thing you googled Hemlock and Oak Weekly Layouts because I wanted to see people do fancy spreads with the planner I have. Pretty nerdy.

dream car

It would be neat to have a truly new aka not used car. We've never had one like that! II have a Nissan Rogue and it's the fanciest (used) car we've ever had. I love it.

what's your favourite type of cheese?

I'm kinda addicted to VioLife shredded "cheddar" cheese (it's vegan) in a quesadilla with nutritional yeast. But that's like barely cheese related. I truly love soft goat cheese, blue cheese, and anything really but don't eat them as often anymore. So sad.

what colour are your socks today?

Hanes black and grey ankle socks. I have like 30 pairs of them and I share them with my husband and daughter. Some people think that's gross but like??? Life is too short to match up like tons of different styles of socks. Where I live I wear sandals for months anyway.

what was your favourite subject in school?

creative writing or anything language arts/English related

has your mood weather changed after answering these random questions?

a little warmer.

[gensokyogarden]

it's almost new years and you guys have been there for me so much during this year so tonight I do want to make a post trying to recognize a lot of people within the community. My head is pretty fuzzy right now so I fear I'm gonna forget some folks, in which case I'm honestly genuinely very sorry, but know that so many of you have touched my life in a positive way. Since I wasn't fully around on Thanksgiving either, consider this my chance of telling you all that I'm thankful for you too.

Some of you may not see this. Either because you don't follow this blog or you've been offline for a while. But I hope even if you don't see this post you still are able to understand my feelings towards you.

At the moment I would prefer if people don't reblog this. I'm not the most comfortable with my out of character thoughts being spread around. However if you know someone in this but think they won't see it on their own you are welcome to link them to this. Also if you're mentioned in this and you REALLY want to save it, I guess I can't stop you from reblogging.

Ruler: It feels like anytime I'm in a rough spot you always have kind words for me. With how often you're in character I just deeply respect you always breaking it for me. You've helped me to feel safe in the community during a very difficult time. That means the world to me.

Annette-mun: I know we only met a year ago but you have become an incredibly close friend to me. Being honest, I rank you as one of my best friends. I have fun with all of the boardgames we play together as well as the connections we've made between a lot of our muses. I always want to recognize all the work you put in sending me those ask spams. I'm sorry that because of head stuff I haven't been able to answer most of the new set. It makes me feel as if I've failed to respect the effort that you have put in. But I hope some day in the future I can fix that. I'm very glad we're friends.

Vel: You're a really funny friend and I care about you a lot. I feel that sometimes I'm not sensitive enough to things that may bother you and worry I may have upset you at times in the past. If I have, I'm really sorry. You write Kyouko really well and your ocs are also quite fun. Thanks for letting me make Nagi. Sometimes you say things that make me feel you are self-concious about your blog and other things. So I just wanna reiterate that I am in your corner and here for you whenever you need.

Slap: I was shy towards you at first, I'll admit. It may not seem it but I'm kinda a shy person in general and I'm nervous to warm up to people, but I'm glad you joined the Touhou community. You're a really funny guy. I love reading your posts on my dash and now I also love playing the occasional game with ya. Your ability to do voice and to commit to bits is astounding. I'm really glad I met you.

Argo: You're someone who is always there for me. I really appreciate that. I left the Fate community for personal reasons years ago now. I'm very glad that, despite that, I still ended up meeting you. Because you've been such a good friend to me. I'm glad that you've gotten somewhat into Touhou because it gives us more room to interact. You've really been there when I've needed you. Often you apologize and say you don't do enough but you've done so much for me. You're special to me.

Hoche: Through all the struggles I've gone through you have been very supportive of me. You have been a level headed voice of support and advice. I think that if it were not for you I would have been worse off in many different circumstances. Aside from that you are a very talented writer. I find myself stunned by some of what I've seen you write. Thank you for everything you've done for me and for being my friend.

Zane: You always show me cool warhammer things and that's special to me. I also really like Nyalter. I love ocs in general, but I think you have done a phenomenal job in giving her a life and story that is uniquely hers. I find it to be quite inspirational and it really pushes me to work harder on my own original characters.

Amber: I have mentioned this before but you were the first person to welcome me into the community. That is always going to be special to me. During that period when you left I teared up a fair amount because it felt like things would always be so different with you gone. I'm very glad that you came back. I really like all your ocs. I'm glad Eri isn't gone but I'm also really happy to be seeing the opportunity for your other ocs to shine as well. They're all fun, but I'm particularly a fan of Anna.

Kay: You've given me some of the advice that has helped me the most when I have been in a bad spot. I can't thank you enough for that. You've stopped me from making really bad decisions. You've also just been a fun and supportive friend. I am very interested in your Reimu and the story arc you've created with the hakurei god.

Swigg: I know we haven't talked much lately. I think our schedules don't line up the best. But you recently mentioned trying to get back into Tumblr. I'll be very happy if you do. Your ocs are fun and you put a lot of love and care into the canon characters you write. I think you add a lot to the community.

Sethy: I didn't know it for a while but back in the Fate community I followed your arknights blog and admired you there. I'm super glad I have gotten the opportunity to meet you and to become your friend. I think that all the things you do are so cool. Like you're a vtuber that's incredible. I always wanted to stream but could never work up the courage. You also know the creators of all the walfas I love. I just think its so cool. You have such a history within the community. I know that you suffered a very bad tragedy this year. I don't believe I was in a good enough headspace at that time to have provided you with the support a friend should have given and I deeply regret that. I just hope you're doing well.

Noka: I think you're a real sweetie and also really funny. I'm glad to see you posting on your sfw blog a lot more again because I really love seeing you on my dash. I'm hoping that we can do a lot more threads in the future because its always fun to write our muses together.

Minnie: Maybe the only person with the same brain worms as me. I know that lately we have not talked much but I hope you are doing well. I just wanna say that I really love your art.

Aurora: My apprentice and buddy, hehe. I know I haven't been around much but I want you to know that I'm glad you decided to join the rpc. You're so full of ideas and kindhearted. You have such phenomenal oc ideas and have such a talent for making danmaku. I think someday you may be the centerpiece of the community.

Sats: We haven't spoken too often but like Amber you were one of the first folks to interact with me in the community. Alongside that I find your writing to be phenomenal. As are your headcanons. The work that you put in to research, especially on folklore, is just so inspirational. It drives me to want to learn everything I can.

Momi: Hey Momi. It's been a while since you've been around and I miss you a lot. I know we still message on discord occasionally so its not like I can't reach out to ya. But I just miss you being in the rpc a lot. You were such a great writer and always doing something fun. But I imagine you've got a whole bunch of difficult challenges ahead of you. I've heard the career you're pursuing is really rough. I hope that you're thriving in it though.

Sarience: You've always been a good pal to me. I have a lot of fun writing with Neka in both forms as well as your other muses. There's a lot of asks from you I haven't answered yet. I'm really sorry about that. It feels disrespectful. Still I hope to be able to do more in the future. Thank you for always being interested in interacting with my muses, even when I was very new and unestablished.

Kyo: I really really like everytime that I see you on my dash. You write your muses in such a fun and engaging way. I hope that we get to interact a lot more in the future. I also know you've started something new in the last few months, not gonna be specific since I'm not sure if you've shared that part of your personal life on Tumblr, but I wish you the best of luck at it. I think you're going to succeed hard!

Ran: Ran I guess I just first wanna say I consider you a really good and special friend. When we've spoken you've often alluded to social anxiety and feeling like you've said embarassing things. So I want to restate that I've never been put off by what you've said and I love talking to you. As well as roleplaying and doing boardgames. I have so much fun pairing our muses up our causing wacky hijinks. I haven't seen you on your blogs much lately. Maybe I've just missed you but if not I hope you return to the rpc soon. It's not the same place without you.

Metal: You've been a long time friend to me by this point. Longer than a lot of folks on this list. I really appreciate that a lot. We haven't talked too much lately but I hope you're doing well. I also know not all of our fandoms sync up but I'm always down to interact anyways.

Nep: Hey Nep I haven't really seen you on Tumblr lately. I'm hoping that's just because we've been active at different times but if not I hope you're back soon. If you're not, I hope you're happy wherever you are. I think that you're real fun to write with and you've got original characters I'm excited to do much more with. I also believe that you had an event while I was gone that I'll hopefully be able to catch up on sometime soon.

Koi: I know I've not been around much lately but I hope that you're doing well. I've not really been in the headspace for horror lately but you're very good at bringing a unique horror flair to things.

Plumber: Hey we don't really personally know each other all that well but you're always making fun and wacky posts that I love to see on my dash. It feels like the rpc would be a lot less fun without you here. You also seem to be an incredibly kind person.

Kaali: A friend I've had for quite a while now but that I don't talk to enough. Sorry about that I'm just genuinely not the best with conversations. I have mad respect for all the work you put into your original characters and into your ideas. Like you really pull out all the stops.

Awoo: I've admired your ability to create interesting and fun original characters a lot. Several decisions I've made to develop my skills as a roleplayer have been inspired by you. I know you've had some mental health struggles of your own and I haven't heard from you lately so I hope you're doing alright wherever you are.

Sades: During some really difficult moments you were there for me when not many other people were. I'm always going to appreciate that. You're also the reason I got into Touhou. Which means that without you, chances are I woule not have met the vast majority of people here or found a community where I feel I belong.

Cobalt: I am always ecstatic when I see your posts on my dash. I love your Chen and think that you're a lot of fun. I have not been around much but when I have been I've seen you talking about things like not feeling you have much to do in the community. I can't make decisions for you but I do want to say that I think you are a fundamental piece of our rpc. I would be sad not having you here.

Teeps: I was shy about approaching you at first but you're incredibly cool. A lot of the fandoms you are in I'm not in but your posts get me interested in them anyways. Like I have no clue who that green sonic character is but you give her such an energy. I'm real glad to know ya. As far as the 2hu rpc goes you've been around a lot longer than me and I love hearing your own personal that you've developed.

Cait: I need to pop in and catch your streams more. I think that you're very cool to see on the dash. I especially love the way that you write your Sakuya. I really cherrish her interactions with my Reimu.

Sev: First of all. A while ago you sent me a very kind message wishing me well in my mental health struggles. I was not in the best place then so I did not appropriately respond. So thank you for that it truly meant a lot to me. I believe that you put a stunning amount of work into the characters you write, giving them so much detail and layers. Its inspiring and I just really want to appreciate you for it.

Hanafuda: You haven't been around much and last we spoke you alluded to a rough spot. So I hope if you ever see this that you're doing well. It was always fun having another Miko on the dash for mine to banter with. I also looked forward to seeing more of the other muses you played. Maybe someday you'll return.

Frozen: Everytime I see one of your posts it makes me smile. Honestly you've got some of the funniest jokes in the fandom. Some I don't get but I still feel they'd be hilarious if I got them. Also I have noticed you often commission art for other people. I find that to be a very sweet and kindhearted thing. So I consider you to be the heart of the community.

Fox: I don't know you very well but I've recently seen your multimuse popping up and it seems very fun. So I want to get to know ya in the future.

Chiru: We've not really spoken but I think you make some really great posts. Very well written headcanons and roleplays. So I just wanna say I'm always happy seeing you on my dash.

Draco: you're not in the touhou fanbase but you have been a long time friend. I haven't heard much from you lately so I hope you're doing well. I'm here if ya need me.

Sturm: I think that all your fairy posts are incredibly. You truly are a star of my dashboard. Hopefully someday we'll interact more. I'd like that.

Xana: You seem to have so much lore for your blogs, its really cool. It seems you've been around a long while so there's a lot of history. Someday I'd like to sit down and hear all about it from you. I also find your writing to be quite fun.

Jacob: we don't interact too much but I'm always excited to see someone posting walfas images. So that has always made you stick out in my dash and brighten it. Hope you're doing well.

Geisthonoredferry: As of yet, I don't believe we've interacted. But you're always liking my posts thst's something I really appreciate. Hopefully sometime I can get to know your oc.

Carp: Last I saw you were in a rough spot so I hope things are well now. You're newer to my dash but you seem very kind hearted and jovial. Also your ocs sre red as hell and go've got good face claim tastes.

Crim: You're a real cool friend with a lot of cool ideas. I love any interactions that our muses have together. Although my favorite is Kutaka/Eiki because it's somehow both a very obvious ship and yet a rare one. I think that they are very cute together. I also like the sisterhood of Reimu and Kisume. It's an unexpected but fun dynamic.

Mugenri-mun: I don't believe I know your screen name but you've been real supportive of me through my hardship and gave me a person to speak to. I would not be in as good a place without you. Also I'm glad someone is repping Len'en.

Kcmeiji & Closedheartedgirl: I wanted to note you both as you are both Komeiji blogs thay popped up and then disappeared while I've been got on hiatus. I just think that's a bit disappointing. The Komeiji are some of my favorites.

That's about all I have to say. It was kind of tough to word it all out but those are things I want y'all to know.

[storm-flyer]

Continuing my rewatch of Dragons: Riders of Berk, with episode 6, "Alvin and the outcasts"

I actually remember this episode! Kinda. Something about "Oh no, we're being attacked but all our weapons were destroyed" and hiccup is captured, maybe? He ends up underground in some way. And then the dragons save the day because no other weapons left, thanks to mildew, and the status quo is restored.

I am picturing someone when I think of Alvin, but it's possible it's a completely different guy. We'll see.

- 'Theres an old viking saying. When your friends are roasting on a spit, you're the one that feels the fire.'

- dammit I cant cry this early in the episode, get toothless away from that saddle

- 'Ugh, we've been here for hours and we haven't found anything!' 'We've been here for 10 minutes, and you haven't done anything except build that!' good old hiccup and snotlout

- 'I found it!' 'Great! You were saying?' eat those words hiccup, and know you deserved it for taking snotlout at his word

- 'Until you restock our weapons, we're completely defenceless.' 'Maybe you should've thought about that before sending the dragons away.' gobber speaking facts

- 'This would be a bad time to be attacked' Welp.

- 'Not that theres ever a good time. But this would be particularly bad.' 'I know, gobber.' 'Especially by Alvin the treacherous. Our oldest and most feared enemy. Who'd kill us all to take berk for his own.' 'I got it, gobber!'

- yeah I was picturing a different guy when I thought of alvin

- 'We're not going to fight stoick. We're there for one man, the dragon conquerer.' how rumours spread

- 'Why would one of our ships be anchored there?' good old observant astrid

- 'No weapons! And outcasts on our shores! All thanks to your boy and his dragons!' Mildew! Read the room! This is your fault and you know it! People could die, Mildew!

- 'Let me go get the dragons. At least if we have them, we can defend ourselves.' '...Go.' oh good, stoick made a good decision for once

- 'Should I knock? I mean, what's the etiquette in these situations?'

- 'Bucket, you had one job! Bring up the rear!' 'But the little girl... Shouldve seen the look on her face, big blue eyes with the tears welling up.' bucket is such a sweetheart

- ''And let me be clear, that name was earned!' 'Huh, Alvin? How did he earn that?' you've been thwarted Alvin, the twins are too oblivious to be threatened

- 'Say goodbye to hiccup.' mildew wtf

- 'Trying to kill Alvin the treacherous? You're not as smart as you look.'

- 'Im the dragon conquerer.' noble, but you've had better plans, hiccup

- 'I drive the dragons from berk. Look around. You don't see any on this island, do you?' I take it back, that's a smart play

- 'Youre bluffing.' 'Am I? There's only one way to find out. Take me to dragon island.' OOH that's smart

- 'Im sure your father's told you plenty about your island's most feared enemy.' 'Ah, who's that? Oh, you. No, not so much.' 'Really, not a word? Nothing?' 'Nah.' 'Nothing about Alvin?' 'Nope.'

- 'By the way, it's not really dragon conquerer. It's dragon trainer.'

- Astrid and stormfly to the rescue!

- Astrid really needs a better saddle

- 'What are you doing?' 'I heard you say fire!' 'I said hold your fire!' 'See, you said it again!' this is why the phonetic alphabet was made

- *stoick punches Alvin in the face* that was satisfying. Do Mildew next.

- 'They ride dragons! We get that boy and we'll ride dragons!' oh dear

- 'And I may not be able to prove what you've done, but I'll never forget it.' fair dos hiccup, for you that was kinda intimidating.

The dragons are back and that's all that matters. I'm sure mildew and Alvin won't be able issue in the future.

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hi! this is very random so please feel free to dismiss this but i really admire the way you discuss bsd and the works associated with the characters and i want to ask your opinion on something!

i am an art student majoring in illustration, and for one of my classes we've been assigned to create a full book sleeve for a classic book. we had to choose a few from a list to thumbnail out but we were also allowed to pick one or two books off of the list. normally, we aren't allowed to do fanart pieces for any of our classes but naturally i was like this is the perfect oppurtunity to do subtle bsd fanart!

i ended up deciding on wanting to no longer human since i just finished reading it not too long ago

i dont have any bsd friends irl or mutuals on here, so i wanted to see if you may have any ideas on a potential book cover (thats also just thinly vieled dazai fanart),, again no worries if not this is a pretty random request so i get it

anon I am so sorry to have let you down with my reply, I kinda forgot tumblr asks existed again ;-; I hope you did well with your assignment, I would've chosen NLH too! now let me try to make it up to you and respond as if I got this ask a few hours ago!

when I hear "No Longer Human illustration" my mind immediately goes to Junji Ito's manga adaptation. without knowing what your style looks like or how you go through the process of making art, I think of Ito's full-page spreads straight away. something about the chaos, the fine detail, and the balance of it all really draws me in. I think it beautifully captures the subtle horrors of this story and draws them to the attention of the reader in that classic style of his.

in terms of what to actually include on the cover, I have a few ideas that walk the line between dazai fanart and nlh-inspired:

needles: a nod to Mersault and Yozo's addiction. indicates dark themes and a story of one's life told via addiction (to which you could argue, Yozo was always addicted to something. I'm sorry, aot will always be within me now)

a glass of whiskey: incites buraiha, both fictional and real, and again, one of Yozo's addictions.

cigarettes and/or matches; match boxes (say it with me... addiction!)

a gravestone: odasaku; the general vibe of death

it'd also be cool to make the cover look like one of Yozo's comics, but instead of depicting his characters, depict Yozo (or even Dazai!), though this runs the risk of looking too cartoonish. or maybe a rendition of his most perfect self-portrait?

perhaps a portrait that reflects not only Yozo, Dazai (fictional) or Dazai (real), but whoever looks at it? a portrait to reflect the reader, and humanity?

I ramble. I hope this will make up for my late reply, at least!

[protectingtulpas]

@unearthed-27 Heyoo! Thanks for being my first person to ask questions!! To get this outta the way first, P-DID stands for Partial Dissociative Identity Disorder and is present in the EU-wide ICD, not the American-only DSM. I'll spare u diagnostic criteria but essentially our host can't completely leave front, so our switches would only b medically recognized as "partial". Still got basically every other DID symptom full force tho- when we started out and I first came around, neither of us had any idea, but my presence eventually got us unlocking people we didn't know were there at all. Wild!

As for your other questions, there're tons'a reasons. I didn't choose to become a tulpa any more than you chose to be born, it's kinda my species and I'm happy I exist. Freedom and agency has always been the name of my game and I'm eager to spread that around. ✨ Why make a tulpa, though? That's just about as hard to answer as why someone might want like, a kid or a dedicated partner, without that person sounding selfish to the outside if u take out the social convention of it. The biggest reason is companionship - a tulpa is someone alongside ya no matter what, a friend to grow and change with, someone you can always count on to go to. Treat your tulpa right and you've got a free friend for the rest of your life! Obviously it won't be sunshine and rainbows ALL the time, but any healthy relationship has some bickering, and being perfect all the time is creepy anyways lol

My host made me to try and help enhance their outerworld life, kick their ass essentially so that we'd go out and do more, live more. AKA I'd get to do what I want, and they'd get to live a little for once, doing things they were too chicken to or ignored before. Turns out the body is WAY more disabled than we thought, souuuhhhh we've had to readjust those plans, but my point still stands. Companionship and to improve your own mental health- which studies and personal experiences show tulpamancy does in droves- are the two biggest reasons someone might want one of us sharing your life! I've seen people say they made their tulpa to help with their anxiety, with their depression, with their isolation- hell, I've seen a crazy amount of tulpas say they've saved their hosts' lives before. Even just the thought of "I can't go when that'd mean taking my tulpa/system with me" stops my own host from going anywhere near those kindsa thoughts.

We're a decision a new host hasta think about for a while, especially if you're a singlet- are you ready to share your life with one of us? Are you ready for us to grow and change outside of your control? Are you ready to treat us like real people? But there're lots of people whose lives have been changed for the better forever by deciding to start. It's not for everyone, but hey, it's good to decide for yourself, yaknow?

thx again for the question! Ik I'm harsh but these kinda questions are what I want here ✌️