#boring as heck

[crystaldecay]

I’m tired and upset

I wanna go to bed please.

[blackkatdraws2]

This little NPC is lost. The Narrator [Black] has come to guide her back to where she needs to be. [Blank Scripts AU]

I imagine Black would be a lot more tolerant toward his NPCs since they're basically just the Dungeons spawns, and by extension, his own creations.

[If you're familiar with manhwas / manhuas that features the dungeon / system genre, you'd be able to understand this AU a lot easier. The majority of my inspiration for worldbuilding came from those specific genres.]

[NOTE: 'Dungeon' is just another term for the Parable. Technically, Black owns a Dungeon and the Parable is just a small part of it. The Dungeon itself is much, much larger.]

For context, the comic below references this post about the Dungeon's children/guard dogs.

[They're more like the immune system since all they do is make sure the (body) is safe.]

[The reason the Narrator [Black] considers them his children is that the Dungeon is feeding off his energy and in turn shares the 'nutrients' to the monsters it produces, which transforms them into an image that resembles his power.]

And the old man below is Joseph!

Joseph is NOT AN NPC! He is a person who exists outside of the Dungeon!

[There are two separate 'worlds' for this AU. Inside the Dungeon (where most of the game-like stuff is happening) and the world outside (pretty much their normal world.)]

[There is a secret third world, and that's our world. Our reality.]

These characters are not actually important or anything, I just made them to make the AU feel more lively. To make a world that exists, you know?

When the Narrator [Black] first established himself in their world, he found a growing problem with homelessness. Not understanding human norms or why this has become a problem in the first place, he offers (tricks) them into working for him as janitors for the Dungeon and they accept for the money.

Most of them left after they got paid, but Joseph was one of the people who stayed. He doesn't have anywhere else to go and has no ambitions in life. He just wishes to live a peaceful life with food and a roof over his head.

Joseph defaults to referring to the Narrator [Black] with feminine terms due to his appearance despite his voice. The Narrator [Black] is not the type to care for such terms anyway so he doesn't care how other people refer to him as long as there's respect.

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This post focuses more on the worldbuilding and background aspects of the AU! There are a lot more in store for the Blank Scripts AU, and I want to explore more on how the characters might interact with their surroundings and how this would work to make a world that makes sense.

It would be so cool if people made self-inserts or OCs for my AU actually. I'd love to see how you guys would work with my stuff. Play around with it like a barbie world for your little barbie dolls. Be canon compliant, be canon divergent, who cares, have fun.

[s-sextape]

i am writing an accidental haiku to attract haiku bot

[killjo-q]

trying something…

[artistdove]

"Sure this toon is a bit odd, but he could get us out of here. He may even be know how to get a new heart! This could be the chance we've been waiting for Ortensia!!"

"Hunnybun, I trust you and I too want us to be happy. But if the Mad Doctor was unable to figure out how to leave and get a heart, how would this toon know?"

"Aw, don't concern yourself kitty. I know way more than that wacky doctor. Helps when you have access to an infinite universe of knowledge."

[hermitcraft-alignment-charts]

i wasn’t gonna post today but then i met philza minecraft on the mcci server so i made this post just to tell you guys that i met philza minecraft on the mcci server

[starrysharks]

i don't think i'm gonna finish this

[spkyart]

Rose whip

[thyandrawrites]

It's all about Nagi living alone in a tiny one bedroom, one bathroom apartment with zero personality and Reo having a whole floor for himself but still living surrounded by tacky-expensive home decor with no apparent traces of his actual personality, either. It's all about how Nagi's parents haven't visited him in 2 years nor taken an interest in his life since, while Reo's are content to live floors apart from their teenage son, only taking an interest in what value he can bring to Mikage Corp but being otherwise uninvolved in / dismissive of his actual life. It's all about them being surrounded by people and still not knowing how to form a meaningful connection with another person before meeting each other. It's all about them being so starved for genuine human warmth to combat their bone-deep loneliness that they both treasure memories of tiny, inconsequential moments where they were spending time with their parents. Something something it's this line,

and how it describes them both despite being said about Reo. It's them being awkward 17-year-olds who had never before had an equal who would just respect them as they are and unconditionally look their way. In this essay I will-

[marleysfinest]

nsfw! fem reader x reiner, smut drabble. minors dni

nothing, just daydreaming about reiner doing a full 180, switching from the sweetest, most gentle teddy to a fully grown bear as soon as he catches a glimpse of the lacy thong you purposely put on to flaunt in front of him. it's super hot outside, and so the short skirt isn't entirely a surprise, and he's spent all day making sure your sunscreen is topped up so you don't burn, and that you're hydrated enough with constant water bottle refills.

you've just spend the day running little errands; taking the dog to the groomers, cleaning the house, visiting your mom. last thing on the list was to stop by the supermarket so your fridge and pantry doesn't look so woefully empty.

reiner pushes the cart around as you browse the shelves, slowly revelling in the air conditioning that's cooling you down. you toss in what you need - juice, apples, those big tins of peanuts that he loves - until you just need to grab some cotton wool for yourself. it's up a little too high for you to reach without help, and he's a little distracted by the new shower gel on the men's side. you find a little footstool and kick it over to the shelf and climb up, and with a cursory glance to make sure he's noticed what you're doing, you reach up and slightly tip-toe as you reach for the cotton, making sure that your skirt comes up just enough to reveal yourself to him. once your feet are back flat on the ground, he's already wheeling the cart towards you faster than he had done all day.

"you done?" he asks quickly. you can't help but smile, chucking the pack of cotton wool into the cart.

"all set."

he nigh on runs to the checkout and pays without even checking the amount is correct. he throws the shopping into the back of the car and hits the road home. he's not mad, although an innocent onlooker might think he's a man made furious over something. no, he's just impatient, and desperate to get you home.

with blatant disregard to any order, he packs the shopping into the fridge as soon as the front door is shut, and within seconds his eyes are on you, looking you up and down like you're prey. you stand, fiddling with your fingers, ever the innocent. he slips off his t-shirt as he slowly pads closer to you.

"was that for my benefit?" he asks, his hands immediately lifting your skirt up as soon as he's in arm's reach, firmly clutching your ass.

"what?" you ask, as your fingers explore his muscled arms and chest in front of you, just slightly tinted with sweat from the heat. he's no longer willing to waste any time - that glimpse had sent him exactly where you'd intended, and the drive home had forced him to wait long enough. he grabs you up into his arms and throws you on to the sofa - no time to head up to the bedroom! - and he kneels in front of you, fingers gently tracing the lace of your underwear.

"these are some silly little pants," he utters, "are they for me?"

you nod, maintaining your silence and loving it. he gently nudges your legs ever so slightly further apart, and without warning leans forward and pulls the thong to one side with his teeth. before you can register what he's done, he's slipped two fingers inside of you and starts to gently massage you. you hear your wetness coat his fingers as he slams them in and out, immediately finding that sweet, sweet spot that makes your cheeks blush with pleasure. you're head is laid back against the back of the sofa, and you've been so busy letting him devote himself to you, not holding back your whimpers or moans that you don't even notice him slip his shorts or boxers off. without warning he removes his fingers, and as you lift your head to scold him for stopping, he flips you over and places your hands on the back of the sofa for support. your knees bury themselves into the cushions, and you don't even have time to breathe before he's sliding his cock into you, holding the strap of your thong to one side as he does so.

"I should've known you were up to something when you put on this skirt," he grunts, slowly but firmly fucking your pussy, "you like teasing me, huh?"

by now you're too pleased with yourself, and too engulfed with the pleasure of his cock inside you to answer. all you can do is let out a timid giggle.

"you know me so well, don't you baby?" he purrs, increasing his speed as he leans forward to wrap an arm across your breasts, pinning you against him, "don't you?"

he growls into your ear as he asks, one hand holding your tits and the other your ass as he fucks you mercilessly.

"yes, daddy," you whimper through your moans. without even looking you know he's smiling.

"that's it," he praises, "you're mine, baby girl."

you're no more than a mewling mess in his arms; he knows your undoing comes from his praise. he grips your tits harder, making sure you're as close to him as you can be, that he's as deep inside of you as he can go.

"that's it baby, all mine."

to your surprise, he lets you find your undoing, and he simultaneously huffs against your neck as he pumps you full. you both collapse onto the sofa, both breathless, sweaty messes.

"all that for a bit of cheek?" you ask. reiner laughs and hits you on the thigh.

"you know it, baby," he replies, "go get me some ice."

[quail-in-red]

dragging myself kicking and screaming through blender tutorials because I wanna make little guys!!!

[thevegetablewhichnoonedaresname]

i really want a master's degree in japanese language or translation or something. problem is that it's expensive and useless and there's too much on my plate for that right now. how do i talk myself out of this

[em-cosplay42]

Started as joke I made @flowers-all-around-me​ back in summer I think? And then yea. F it I made update with Tim

And then I was like why not. Let´s make Brian babysit them all! On MJE and all nice, keeping the rest from murdering out planet before concert. And so I present you my work of last few weeks (done in laboratory in between experiments). The Brian babysitting other Mechanisms!

And Aurora of course, but she is far away. Don´t worry, all ropes are long enough to let them have their preferred entertainment reached! And bit thanks to Flowers (already mentioned) and to @brittleskyblue​ because motivation to do this was required. OWO

[katimanki]

I can see you up against the wall with me

for @jinglejavey 💖✨

[simgerale]

me after attempting to get back into sims and realizing i had a lot more to do than play the game

[lempeeartz]

Woah now im resorting to posting cringey vids on here 😔 (I finally watched Jennifer’s body)