#but the world is your oyster anon !

[theokusgallery]

i need nick so bad its unexplainable. how about we make an au au where hes single so i can have him PLSLJSISJIW

I'll do you one better, DM me with a design of your sona and I'll draw you two together

[saintshigaraki]

kaiser might as well buy me a cage and collar... i don't think im opposed

if you’re interested in yans that would put you in a cage might i suggest yandere aizawa

[kithtaehyung]

((Sorry if this is a stupid question)) If I wrote a fic very loosely based on characters from a fandom but the storyline has nothing to do with the fandom and the fic can be read as a stand alone story, would you recommend posting it elsewhere outside the fandom as well? with the hopes of it maybe increasing the audience reach. or just leave it as is?

Hmmm I mean this is really up to you! Are the names gonna be the same as the characters? Depends on what you want your experience to be tbh. Like if you wanna dabble in original fiction land and see how it does, go for it! But if the characters are pretty similar to the source material, I would at least say where you got your inspiration from🫡

[crimsonforest927]

finish the sentence:

the world is your ___

Don't question why, but my first thought was, "the world is your own personal hell"

I mean... it's true... the world is your personal hell and possibly heaven.

Anyway, thanks for the ask. I demand to be asked more questions that I can answer in ways you wouldn't expect.

[the-somwthing]

I think there comes a point where its better to just... headcanon stuff because otherwise you'll just go insane, like me, and rant to a stranger on tumbr, like me.

I might not be a psychologist but I am currently in a manic state and I know minecraft lore is making it 10x worse, I am going to start hyperventilatinh at this rate, not fun I assure you... I am going insane because of blick people lmao.

ARE YOU OKAY ANON

[bunny-jpeg]

Hi, could I get a swiss roll with a figgy duff and a side of champagne served by Max Verstappen?

Thank you in advance 🫶

bakery menu!!

want to submit an order? then hit up the menu! i'd love to hear from you and everything you wish to suggest! requests are still open, but updates won't be posted from sept 23rd-29th 2024 due to a vacation! but feel free to submit orders for when i return! for this lovely anon i hope you love this fic, i am very proud of how everything turned out! thank you again for ordering and have a great day! <3

swiss roll ("everything you own, everything you wear i paid for. so i guess that means i own you.") + figgy duff ("if i buy it, will you stop pouting?") + champagne (sugar daddy au) served by max verstappen (formula one)!!

cw: smut/pwp, sugar daddy au, stuffed animal abuse, couch sex, jealousy, doggy style, daddy kink

max knew that he could have next to anything he wanted. his entire world was his oyster before thirty. his salary would make some gasp, but it simply made him grin. he pushed himself to his limits to get on top, and he wasn't stopping now.

but even the greats had their weaknesses. and for max that came in the form of soft eyes and softer lips with a deep likeness for hello kitty.

"is this one hello kitty? it looks like a rabbit?" max asked as he looked over at your phone screen to see what you were looking at. or rather in what ways were you going to use and abuse his credit card for the week.

in all fairness you could've abused his finances a lot harder and max would've been fine with it. he could retire from racing tomorrow and still spoil you till the sun burnt out. you still tried to find deals and coupons on things you wanted him to buy you. sometimes you still got hot in the face when you saw the total of a shopping cart.

you were raised in such a different world than him and max liked that. but, while he had a weak spot for your softness. you had a weak spot for stuffed animals. especially sanrio.

"no, no. they're not all hello kitty. this one is cinnamoroll, and he's a dog."

max looked at the screen a little closer, "looks like a rabbit to me."

you pointed at the screen, "no, no. look at his ears, those are dog ears." max nodded, still not totally convinced. who would draw a dog like that. but when you saw the price of the large stuffed animal, you pouted. and max noticed you were pouting.

he took the phone from you and when you tried to get your phone back. he placed his free hand on your forehead. he said, "if i buy it, will you stop pouting? i can afford it, treasure."

"but the import fees."

"they'll be paid." he added the stuffed animal to the cart. he didn't even look at the price in all fairness before he handed the phone back to you. you pouted further and max leaned in to kiss you on the lips, "enough of that. what else do you want?" then rubbed the top of your head with his large hand.

honestly, he knew very little about sanrio or hello kitty. he knew one time he kicked one of them off the bed in an attempt to get comfy after a long double header and you whined until he picked it up off the floor and apologized to the stuffed toy. but, anything for you, he supposed.

the plush toy along with some others arrived within a few weeks. max didn't really notice much of it until he caught you on the couch earlier that day with your arms wrapped around the stuffed toy. he hadn't realized how big it was, a little over a meter in size. it was soft with those long rabbit ears. but you were snuggled up with it watching television. you looked cute even with the t-shirt you wore slowly riding up over your stomach.

it made max stop in his tracked and divert from his path to the kitchen. you looked up at him and smiled, and he smiled back. he said to you, "everything you hoped for?"

you nodded, "yeah, now i have something to cuddle when you're gone." your comment was innocent, but it stirred something in max. he got closer and you kept your gaze on him. you smiled a little bit when he leaned down to kiss you on the lips.

"oh? replacing me so soon?" he asked as he reached towards you and pushed your t-shirt a little higher. you hid your face a little further into the stuffed animals, "oh no, no, my love. don't hide from me." it was easy to get your shirt off of you.

he licked his lips while your breasts pressed against the stuffed animal. he knew he'd have you whining soon enough and it curled something in his gut at the sight of you. you were amazing. the perfect baby girl that max could ever have. while he was fine with you buying what you desired, he didn't want to be replaced with a stuffed toy.

because no stuffed toy could compare to your daddy.

"you better not replace me, my love. everything you own, everything you wear i paid for. so i guess that means i own you. so there is no replacing me. i paid for these." he said as he pushed down your shorts and exposed the pretty panties underneath, "and i paid for your little friend." maybe max was a fool for being jealous over a stuffed animal, but your sudden attached to it made something curl in his brain.

you were soon naked and pressed against the stuffed animal. you looked over your shoulder at him and he pressed your face into the cinnamoroll plush, or whatever its name was. you whined, "daddy!"

"shh, shh. i need to make sure this rabbit knows who you belong to. or he's being sent back to wherever he came from."

you arched your back to pretty for him as you tried to argue, "it's a dog!"

he smacked your ass before he pulled away to get his t-shirt off. you behaved and kept your face pressed against the stuffed animal. he got out of his pants and underwear before he pressed his cock up against your ass. he said, "it could be a turtle for all i can. but, i need to make sure that you don't go running off with a stuffed toy while i'm away." he kissed the back of your neck as he rubbed himself up against you.

you whimpered and held onto the toy tighter, "daddy, please." then moaned when he sank his cock into you. it was true, he did pay for everything. you were there to look pretty and be the perfect girl for him.

"so pretty." he said, "i worry about you when i leave, you're so soft and could get into a lot of trouble." he groaned a little bit as he started to find his pace as he fucked you on the couch.

"i can be a good girl." you replied, you held onto the stuffed toy and drooled a little bit against it as max's cock hit up against some of your sweetest spots. your toes curled in your socks as he found his rhythm.

"i know. i know." he said, "but you should be cuddling me. not this toy. so i have to show it who's in charge." you couldn't help but giggle, but they were soon silenced when he pressed himself further against you and took you by the face and kissed you deeply on the lips.

his thrusts were fast, and it forced you further up against the couch. the kisses were hot and made you feel warm all over. your sweet noises even while you kissed made max run hot. he knew that only he could make you feel this good. he knew that he ruined you, and that you'd always yearn for his cock.

you drooled a little more when the kiss broke and your face found comfortable against the fur of the toy. you clung to it tightly for some kind of support but max had full control of the pace. you felt a little hazy in the brain as he continued to fuck you.

"i love you." you said softly.

"and i love you." he replied, "can't help but be a little jealous sometimes. anyone would be lucky to have you, but i have you all to myself. everything you own belongs to me, paid with my credit card. maybe i should make you wear my name at all times so nobody gets the wrong idea." his words were hot and flooded with brain with a heightened pleasure.

max continued to thrust against you. soon his pace became quicker and rougher. he pressed you further against the couch and the toy. he kissed you once more, it was rough against your lips as you came around his cock.

you clung to the stuffed animal as you tensed up. you panted through the kiss as you nails dug into the plush toy, only loosening your grip when you came down from your climax.

face pressed once more into the soft fur as max rocked himself against you, almost bouncing you on his cock. he pressed into you further before he finished inside of you. he shuddered as he finished. eventually he slowed down until a stop then pulled out. he panted heavily and used his t-shirt to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

he admired your backside before he put you onto your back. he looked at the stuffed animal, the embroidered eyes looked at him and he smiled. he said to the toy, "she's mine."

you placed your hands on his face and said, "c'mon, max! he isn't going to replace you!"

"he won't when i'm finished with you." <3

[dipperscavern]

the ponderer returns,

i would like to think that, at first, having them sit out there to listen would be embarrassing and a bit confusing. how could cregan allow them to make such a spectacle out of your pleasure on your own wedding night instead of dismissing them? you try to muffle your sounds as to not have them hear but soon the awkwardness and shamfulness of the situation washes away when cregan asserts himself and makes it clear that the situation is in your countrol as well as his own. not theirs. he mutters all sorts of things into your ears and it numbs your brain entirely when paired with the slow, deep rolls of his hips into yours.

in between all the sweet nothings, he lets you know that at any moment you can will anything to happen. you can will them to be gone from behind that door and they will be gone in an instant. can will him to be gone and he will be not from your sight. you are now the lady of winterfell and the men behind the door are at your beck and call. you are a stark and the foundation of house stark���s future. he wishes not that you feel powerless whilst serving as his lawful wife. so you let loose and your mewls become louder, more lewd, and wanton; not a care in the world about what those lord are thinking about, the freaks. the world is your oyster 🦪. to hell with them! the whole lot of them, freaks! and all along cregan knew that this would happen. he didn’t do any of this to make a spectacle out of your pleasure, he did it to set a precedent. he has effectively made it known that questioning how he or his wife go about their marriage will only be met with their own embarrassment and shame. he knows without even seeing the lords that they have been made to look like fools, grasping at their cocks while only being able to listen to a man make love to his wife from behind his bedchamber doors.

cregan and his wife 1 | blue balled lords 0

they sit there unable to see you, unable to lay their grimy hands on you, unable to get off at the thought of your pleasured form. frustrated and dissatisfied. cregan would never let any man lay their hands on you or humiliate you for as long as he lives. and it kinda turns you on :/

he is your lovely devoted husband who just so happens to lay mindboggling dick throbbing pussy clenching pipe guys i think he could save the world i think he could do it i really believe it. SAVE US CREGAN STARK. CREGAN STARK. CREGAN STARK SAVE US. also the one liners you have provided to aid the visualization of this matter are making me lose my mind Dippy ily <33333 you get me you understand

#StarkMenAreFeminists

YES. YOU EXPLAINED THIS PERFECTLY.

because even though cregan wants to make a point, you are still (& always will be) his first priority. in no way is he trying to embarrass you, it’s the complete opposite — the lords are being ridiculed.

and YES. THE REASSURANCE DURING IT. him grinding his hips against you, reminding you that you now outrank everyone in this castle. anyone beyond that door (him included) is at your beck and call, that you only have to say the word. whisper it aloud and it shall be done.

and can i just say. he absolutely DOES lay “mindboggling dick throbbing pussy clenching” pipe. not only is he telling you all of his & swearing his devotion to you, he’s also making you cum as many times as you want while he does it. 🙂‍↕️

ilym my lovely pondering anon <333 YOU get ME. you get me SO BAD IT HURTS. i try to aid where i can w the visuals but u guys are the true genius 🫶🏻

#StarkMenAreFeminists #HappyWifeHappyLife #MeAndMyGirlDontArgue #SheTellsMeToShutUpAndIDo

[sgiddings]

hiiiii, do you have any jossam hcs you've never talked about?? I love your blog btw <3

hello lovely anon! oh, thank you so much! it means the world to me. of course, i've had some headcanons brewing up in the back of my brain for years now;

i don't think josh is a lady's man or what have you by any means possible. i think he has always been a loner whether that be romantic or platonic wise, rami said on josh himself that he's a loner. i think josh has always had a crush on sam from the day he met her, it's always been hard for him to feel anything for anyone else in that regard. has he fooled around a little? sure, but nothing with anyone that ever lasted long. i think further proof on his lack of experience with women or romance in general is the way he talks to chris about ashley. oh boy. he's been whipped for too long, the flings he's had with people would make his skin crawl by the end of it, he didn't want them. he wanted sam.

josh isn't really a massive social media person, he'll only create an account for something if sam asks him to. like instagram, he's really only there for sam (@evildeadgf inspired this headcanon, she has a very cute jossam ig edit) and will only post yearly if at all, but he's always liking a post whenever sam uploads something there. he's not chronically online per se but his presence around his girlfriend is known. back off!!!

speaking of sam's instagram, she's always taking very handsome photos of him and adding them to her stories and her "dump" photos, you know the ones where people will just post a random monthly post with a bunch of different photos from that month, a lot of those photos include josh and her and josh together, and them with their dog.

fairly new headcanon for me inspired by unused audio file of sam talking to her mum. sam's mum would always hound her about chris, sam has no idea where her mum even got this idea from, or how she even thought of it to begin with, but her dad's always had an inkling of what's really going on. he notices the way josh stares at his daughter. sam knows that he knows, and they don't say anything about it, they just have a silent sort of agreement to respect each other's peace. post mountain, josh is one of the first people her dad asks sam about. sam can barely keep it together.

i think to keep himself sane a little more tethered to the world, helping him to wade through his own problems, josh would have to keep his focus on something, maybe starting a new creative project - nothing too out there, could be just to keep his hands busy. making props? who knows, the world is his oyster and he is very intelligent. sam loves to watch him create, she loves the determination in his eyes and the way his brows furrow together whenever he's working at something. josh notices, throws a little "checkin' me out?" joke at her, and she can't help but laugh.

sam wakes up early and josh does not wake up early. sometimes sam will get up around 4 in the morning just to go hiking and take the dog for a walk, and she'll find josh still awake in the living room. "oh c'mon. go to bed." "not tired yet." "you're gonna wake up dead in the afternoon again." "fine with me, gives me more time at night to do what i want." "like what?" "stuff." "what stuff?" "like watch you sleep." "(laugh) okay edward cullen, shut it. i'll go make you some tea before i leave."

[official-penis-posts]

that anon is a genital hoarder. mean

If you want genitals go out and get them! The world is your oyster! There are no limits! Nothing is impossible!

[starboishifting]

Hi!

I saw your recent post about Shifttok joining Shiftblr and noticed in the post you mentioned scripting passed away loved ones/pets into someone’s DR. Would you be willing to maybe elaborate on this and share some tips/advice on how to move forward with this? This is what I’d like to do, I recently lost the person I love and I intend to shift to a reality almost identical to this one except where the accident didn’t happen so he’s still alive and healthy, and then just remain in that reality so I can be with my love again. Thank you :) !

ℴ𝒽, 𝓂𝓎 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ, 𝒽ℴ𝓌 𝒷ℯ𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒶𝓇ℯ ♡✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

for starters, my beloved anon, i am so very sorry for your loss. whether you're revising their passing or not, it's still such a difficult thing to experience and my heart goes out to you. second, there is absolutely no 'special way' to go about it. i want you to sit down and, as i'm sure you've done a thousand times, imagine the future you want with this person; not wanted. want. the future you will have. if it helps you to, write it down, but if it doesn't, don't worry about a physical script. your subconscious knows what you want. trust it. it will remember. envision the life you will have together; where do you live? what do you do for work? do you even work at all, or do you get to stay home, entangled in each others' limbs all day every day? what would you two be doing right now if not for the accident? focus on those things. focus on life and love and plans. focus on the future. they're not gone, not forever. they're asleep, peaceful and soft and probably hogging the blanket. and you're right there beside them, loving them. you just need to become aware of it. they're not dead, only hiding. imagine, my love. imagine, and watch it become truth. the world is so much more than just your oyster; darling, you hold the entire ocean in your hands.

a/n: i think that revising/scripting out the death of a loved one is a lot easier than it is to revise/script out the death of a character when your d/r is based on a 'fictional' universe. you don't know how their death played in the plot of the story. you don't have to go, 'but damn, this wouldn't happen, this wouldn't happen, etc etc.' you get to go, 'hi, love, i'm coming home now. i picked up your favorite flowers, just to make you smile.' and i think that's beautiful.

[lazycats-stuff]

The New Heir - Chapter 3

Okay... The last chapter made me had a heart attack. And it made me want to bash my head against my laptop. But thank you for the feedback anons. If you have any questions or feedback, you can always send me an ask.

Warning: break in, implied kidnapping, a panic attack, mentions of blood,

Word count: 3k

Prologue, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9

Elias slowly opened his eyes. He grumbled quietly, rubbing his eyes. He leaned up on his elbows, blinking a few times. It was sunny and it looked like there was no storm in the first place. He removed the covers and got up, going to the bathroom. He glanced at Damian, who was sleeping on his back.

Elias thought that he slept like a corpse. Elias shook his head and then went to the bathroom. He closed the door behind him and he looked at himself with the mirror above the sink. The bathroom was... Painfully simple. Sure, you don't need to have a lavish bathroom just because you are rich...

But still. Elias wouldn't have a single idea on how to spend this money. Would he stay in his apartment? Buy himself things? When you have money, all the doors are open for you. The world is your oyster if you have money and connections.

His mom would often say that to him. And in a way it is true. Elias shook his head. Why are those thoughts in his head? And more so, in the morning, a few minutes after waking up?

He should only think about food and getting back home to his apartment. And how to introduce Damian Wayne to his mother. The only two thoughts he should be having. Also, where is Titus? He loves Great Danes. They are just so cool.

After 10 minutes he stepped out, nearly jumping out of his skin as Damian sat up out of nowhere.

" What's wrong? " Damian asked, yawing, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.

" You! You scared the living daylights out of me! You sat up like something out of a horror movie. " Elias yelled, calming himself down a little bit.

Damian just smirked and Elias scoffed, but with a smile on his face.

" Breakfast should be in a couple of minutes. " Damian announced to Elias, who nodded and he laid back down on the mattress. He rubbed his eyes and Damian went to the bathroom. He would sleep more, but it was going to be difficult. The sun was going trough the curtains and it just wasn't dark enough.

While Damian was in the bathroom, he changed into his clothes from yesterday. He combed his fingers through his hair, to try to calm it down a little bit.

Damian came out after a few minutes, a little bit more awake.

" Do you remember where the dining room is? " Damian asked Elias, yawning once more.

" I do. "

" Breakfast should start in a few minutes, so you can go downstairs. " Damian told Elias and Elias opened the door, catching the sight of Tim exiting his room.

" Morning Elias. " Tim said, closing the door behind himself.

" Morning Tim. " Elias repeated the greeting, closing the door. The two started walking down the hall, not saying anything at first. It was awkward at.

" Soo... How did you sleep? " Elias asked Tim, cringing at his awkwardness.

" I slept fine. I assume you slept well too. " Tim replied.

" Yeah. I fell asleep in a matter of a second. " Elias said, scratching the back of his neck.

" I always sleep better with the rain in the back ground. Now tell me something. " Tim started and Elias was afraid of the question.

" What is it? "

" How did you befriend Damian? "

Ah, the million dollar question in this family. Or a billion dollar question? Who knows...

" Well, you know the story with the school bully. After that we just talked for a week and then he gave me his number so we can stay in contact for the project. That's it. " Elias said and Tim... Well, he didn't look so convinced.

" You don't have to believe me. It's the truth. " Elias shrugged his shoulder in the process, not knowing why Tim wouldn't believe him about this.

" It's not like I don't trust you. It's just the fact that Damian made a friend, willingly- Now that's something that was weird to us. He is very... Well, he is not the friendliest person you will come across. " Tim explained to Elias, stopping to let him through first.

The smell of food was intense and Elias' stomach grumbled at the smell. He said good morning to everyone and he sat down on the same seat from yesterday.

" Alright master Elias, what are you going to drink? I have some herbal tea, coffee, although a small cup for you and juice. " Alfred finished and Elias wondered what happened to their agreement.

" Alfred, I thought you were going to call me by my first name? What happened to our agreement? " Elias asked, leaning on his elbows and putting his head on his palms.

" I'm afraid that this it's stronger than me, master Elias. So juice, coffee or tea? " Alfred asked, flipping a pancake.

" Juice would be nice. "

" Alright. " Alfred said and put the bacon somewhere.

" How did you sleep Elias? " Bruce, nursing a cup of coffee in his hands, sitting at the head of the table.

" I slept fine mister Wayne. I always sleep ten times better with rain the background. " Elias answered, watching as Damian walked into the dining room, sitting down at his spot.

" Please, just call me Bruce. Mister Wayne was my father. " Bruce said, taking a sip of his hot coffee.

" Alright Bruce. " Elias said, eyes going back to Alfred who was finishing up the breakfast for all of them.

" Alright, a true American breakfast. Some scrambled eggs, bacon and pancakes. " Alfred declared as he served them all their breakfasts. After saying bon appetit, they dug in. Elias didn't think that he has ever tasted better eggs.

And his mom can make killer eggs. But Alfred's? My God, they were on another level. He mumbled a thanks to Alfred as he put the juice next to his plate.

This felt nice. The breakfast passed quickly and after some more teasing directed towards Damian, Elias was ready to go back home. Damian was going to with him, just to meet his mother and to finish up a project.

They had to finish it. One way or another.

Elias happily walked up the stairs, Damian trailing behind him. Elias texted her this morning to let her know that Damian was coming, but she didn't respond. Elias also called her, but she was not picking up the call.

Maybe her phone died and she just didn't charge it? Elias left a voicemail, letting her know.

" Did she respond to your texts? " Damian asked, tilting his head. He didn't like this one bit. He had a feeling that something was off.

" No, but her phone must have died. " Elias concluded, but deep down he had a feeling that something was wrong. His mom was always there to respond to his calls or texts.

He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw that the door of the apartment were ajar.

His mom was careful with those doors. They were never open. Not when you live in Gotham. Elias could feel his hands shaking as he was about to push the door open. Damian tried to stop him, but Elias shook him off. He stepped into the apartment, shaking like a leaf. He could feel his heartbeat in his ears.

To say that the apartment is trashed would be an understatement. It looks like a hurricane went through it. Furniture is out of place and Elias could see that a chair was broken. Red shards of her once favorite vase were scattered across the floor. He moved to the kitchen, where a drawer was open. In it, there were a knife missing and Elias could swear that there was blood on the backsplash.

Damian grabbed him, making him jump. Damian led him out in the hall, dragging protesting Elias down to the lobby and out on the street in the fresh air.

" Now, you are going to stay put while I call GCPD. " Damian stated, leveling Elias' attempt protesting with his glare. Elias took his phone and started calling his mom. Texts are not going make it.

Elias started biting his bottom lip. He paced a little, waiting for his mom's voice to come through.

It never came. Only that robotic sound of that voice mail. He took a deep breath and tried again.

No answer.

Damian called Alfred as he has finished talking to the 911 operator. He looked at Elias, who looked crushed. He was trembling and he could see tears building up.

Elias was afraid. Damian wasn't good at comforting, but he could try.

" Are you okay? " Damian asked, although he already knew that answer.

" Damian... " Elias started, before sighing. Damian is trying to comfort him. " I don't know. I don't know where she is and I could be over reacting, but after seeing the apartment... I don't know... " Elias said, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. He wasn't going to cry.

" Are you sure you are okay? You look a little bit pale. " Damian noted, watching him closely. He was getting pale and Damian saw that he was sweating and his breath was getting more erratic.

He is having a panic attack.

" Elias, I think you might have a panic attack. " Damian said, making him sit down on the curb. He could see the familiar black car, so it was nice to see that he would have back up.

Elias couldn't really hear him as he the world started swimming in his eyes. He couldn't breath either and Damian's voice sounded distant. Damian knelt down in front of him, calm and collected for Elias' sake.

" Give me 5 things you can see. " Damian said, stopping Alfred with his hand.

" The store behind you... You... The tree, cars driving by and... Alfred. " Elias said, breathing a tad more easier.

" Four things you can touch. " Damian said, still calm and collected. He watched Elias like a hawk.

" My pants... The curb... My jacket and road. "

" Good, you are doing well. Good job. Now, three things you can hear." Damian praised.

" Your voice, the cars... And the birds. "

" Two things you can smell. Try to take deep breaths. "

" The smell from the trash and... " Elias stopped for a moment to take a deep breath. It was a foreign feeling to him. " Deodorant? " Elias questioned, not quite sure.

" And one thing you can taste. " Damian said, watching as Elias' breathing got back in order. He almost wanted to sigh in relief, but he had to stay relaxed for Elias' sake.

" Juice from the breakfast. " Elias said, breathing pattern finally normal and Alfred visibly relaxed.

" Are you two alright? " Alfred asked, looking at them both.

" We are. It seems that someone broke into the apartment. And his mother is not there. " Damian said and Alfred nodded in acknowledgement. " I also called the GCPD after calling you. " Damian added and Alfred moved to Elias.

" Master Elias, I would like you to sit in the car rather than on the road. " Alfred said quietly, gripping Elias' hands to help him up. Elias took a deep breath as he stood up and Damian thought that he was going to get dizzy by the way he swayed on his feet. He was ready to catch him if necessary.

" Alright. Sit tight here. I think I can see the patrol cars. Master Damian, you will have to lead them to the apartment. I don't think that master Elias is capable to do so. " Alfred said to Damian, moving Elias to sit at the passengers side. Elias leaned his head back on the leather, closing his eyes.

He forced himself to take deep breaths. He has never had a panic attack before. There were times when he was scared, but he was never so scared and panicked to the point of getting a panic attack.

He opened his eyes, watching the now empty police car. Alfred is on the side, waiting with Elias. Elias looked back at the entrance as Damian walked back out. Elias perked up and Damian put his hand up to stop him from getting up.

" They are calling it in right now. They will need to talk to you. " Damian stated. " Then they will have to call Social Services to get you put somewhere, but don't worry, we will take you in. " Damian said, watching the fear of being sent somewhere unknown.

There is a plethora of stories of children who were put in juvie because there was no place anywhere in the city for them.

" Thanks. I don't want to go to juvie. "

" As Todd would say, you have to take on the biggest one in the yard and prove your dominance. " Damian said, making Elias chuckle as his eyes watered a little bit.

" I know you are going to probably snap at me, but how are you feeling now? " Damian asked Elias, leaning on the side of the car.

Elias took a deep breath, closing his eyes. He didn't want to have another panic attack so he had to slow his mind down.

" Scared. Terrified. " Elias started, tapping his fingers against his thighs. " I don't want to think that she was kidnapped last night, but the more I think about the apartment and how it looked like, I know it would be stupid to not think about the possibility of a kidnapping. " Elias explained to Damian, sighing quietly.

Damian nodded. He has never been afraid to the extent that Elias is right now. He knew that Elias is thinking about a lot of things. More importantly, he is worried about his mother. His mom is the only constant in his life and now that one constant is gone.

" I don't know who would want to take her. " Elias said quietly, wrapping his arms around himself.

" This is Gotham, usually there is no reason. " Damian said, making Elias chuckle quietly.

" That is true. " Elias admitted, looking somewhere past Damian's shoulder. Damian turned around when to see what he was looking at. There were to officers walking up to the car and Elias just wanted to sigh out loud. He knew that the officers need to do their job, but Elias really wasn't in the mood to talk.

Bruce came half an hour later, after getting a call from Alfred and Damian. He didn't know what to think about the break in. He didn't expect it to happen to Natalia and more importantly, especially in that area.

The part of the city where Elias lives, well lived, is one of the rare parts where there was no crime and where people could live somewhat peacefully.

Did the incidents happen? Yes. But something like this? Burglary and kidnapping and/or possible murder? God know what the kidnapper is going to do with Natalia.

Kidnapping, burglary and possible murder wasn't really there when it came to this part of the city. He only hoped that they were all okay. He knew that Alfred wouldn't let anything happen to them both. He parked the car near the building before quickly getting out. He slammed the door and quickly walked up to his butler and son. Elias was currently lying down in the back seat.

Bruce raised his brow at Elias, but Damian shook his head. It's a clear sign of don't ask now, I will explain later.

" Alright, can somebody explain to me exactly what has happened? I got the short version. " Bruce asked Damian and Alfred. Damian glanced at Elias, then back at his father.

" We went upstairs and saw the apartment door was ajar. Elias went in to investigate and I followed him to get him out. GCPD got called and then Alfred and you. That would be it. " Damian explained to Bruce, who just nodded in response.

Another glance at Elias got him a little bit worried. He looked exhausted and it didn't look good. Sure, he is under a lot of stress due to the break in, but this is something else. He glanced at Alfred and the two moved aside, just out of earshot from the both boys.

" What happened with Elias? " Bruce asked, glancing at the car once more.

" He had a panic attack master Bruce. Damian walked him through it and by the looks of it, it looked like it was his first panic attack. "

Bruce hummed. " Poor kid. "

" I don't think I need to tell you, master Bruce, that he is staying with us. Damian already told him. " Alfred said and Bruce chuckled quietly.

" Of course. But also, I don't think I could have let him go with someone unknown. " Bruce said, crossing his arms.

" So I assume you are going to adopt him? " Alfred asked casually.

" No. He will be my ward until we find his mother. " Bruce said, determined to not adopt anymore children.

Alfred wasn't convinced. Not in the slightest.

" Don't give me that looked Alfred. "

" Master Wayne, you have an addiction when it comes to adopting. " Alfred sassed back, making Bruce roll his eyes.

" I don't. "

" Of course, and I'm the Pope. Now, lets get them both back home. " Alfred said, already walking back to the car. Bruce followed quietly, not really sure what to say to Elias.

" Come on Elias. We are going back to the manor. " Damian said to Elias and Elias slowly sat up properly, moving so that Damian could sit in the car too. He leaned his head on the window, closing his eyes.

[saryasy]

Your GIFs are so good! I keep looking at them. Would you be willing to give advice on learning how to make good GIFs?

ah thank you so much anon you're so sweet 💙💙 I'm more than happy to help! these are some of the biggest things I can think of at the moment, but if you have specific questions I'd be happy to answer those as well

1. The Download Quality:

2. Cropping:

this is the first thing you need to focus on. always work with 1080p (or 4k if you want but honestly it isn't that huge of a difference unless you're brightening up very dark scenes, super zooming in and doing multiple effects. I personally don't work with 4k at all because I don't have the space or the bandwidth 💀 but if you do go for it!) the bigger the size of the file the better the quality is, I usually go with something around 2-4 GB for shows with 42 min episodes. look for AMZN in the file link, those tend to have the best quality (don't worry too much if you can't find those, god knows I rarely do)

but if you can't find big files, just go for it lol. like for the earlier seasons of 911 I don't have large files because I couldn't find them at the time plus I don't have that much space, so I'm working with files that are less than 1 GB in size. and I've not had any complaints. for visuals, gifs number 3, 4 and 7 are from large files that are around 2.5 GB in size. the rest of the set is all from under 1 GB (those can be difficult to do too much color manipulation and effects with so I don't 100% recommend them unless you can't find anything else. just don't make it the thing that stops you from giffing yk?)

make sure you're following Tumblr's width guidelines when cropping. so 540 if you're planning on putting one single gif in a row. 268 and 268 for two gifs. and 177, 178, 177 if it's three. the closer you crop to the edge the better the quality is. so unless you're trying for a specific effect or wanting to zoom in on something, stick to the edge

3. Sharpening:

sharpening settings make a ton of difference. here are mine

4. Coloring:

each scene is different and you need to experiment with different methods and see what looks good to YOU personally. for me, i usually start with a blank Brightness/Contrast layer with its blending mood set to Screen. sometimes you need to lower the opacity of the layer if the scene is already bright enough (some scenes don't work with this layer so I go for Levels and Curves next. and those are a lifesaver for brightening up a shot and getting rid of the awful filters some shows have. if you want more details on this, this and this tutorials are amazing)

then I go for a black and white Gradient Map set to Soft Light with opacity from 10-25%

from here on out the world is your oyster. experiment with different layers to see what you like. Selective Color and Color Balance are your best friend to make a scene truly pop. one trick I always always use (as long as it works lol) to fix a scene's coloring and make it as neutral as possible is to add a Curves layer right after the Gradient Map, select the middle ink dropper and click on the yellowest parts of the gif. this works by bringing out the color opposite of what you click on, so you click on yellow, it brings out blue. that's why it's important to click on dark rather than bright areas to bring out darker blues and thus make the scene look more neutral. but this part is always experimental with me. I click somewhere on the gif, it doesn't work, I Ctrl+Z and click another part. and again and again until I find the perfect spot. sometimes I have to decrease this layer's opacity (anywhere between 90 and 10) because it sometimes looks way too bland

5. Exporting:

this can all sound overwhelming at first, trust me I know. so try out a method, if it works, perfect. stick with it. until you encounter a scene where it doesn't work or you get used to it and want to try something new, then look for another method, find which you prefer and stick with it. etc. some scenes have me try out every single thing I know to make them look decent. with time you'll get used to these steps and it will come easy to you

here are my settings

that's all I can think of at the moment, if you need anything else, let me know! oh and go to @usergif they have a TON of resources and tutorials that have helped me so much

[gojonanami]

Does the idea of househusband gojo inetrest you? 👀👀👀 yes it does omg — imagine gojo as a househusband - he’d be such a simp for his partner like — oh the envy of every person who sees him picking up their kids… I love it #sab [asks] #sab [anons] #pls send me asks about this I’m obsessed

in an alternate universe, sukuna and kenjaku are defeated and satoru is alive.

satoru has lived his whole life being a sorcerer. he lived in a vacuum of a society – almost as though he was living in a parallel universe.

and so, in this universe, the ultimate result of the merger is the following: cursed energy gets absorbed and, as such, sorcerers are eradicated.

and so, you end up using this as a way of telling satoru that he needs a break, and, as a result, he ends up becoming a househusband.

why? because why not?

you may have a job you like.

say, as a result of jujutsu, you accumulated knowledge regarding curses/mythology/psychology in various forms of media ranging mosaics to cinema, and you decided to become a professor and teach on that topic? well, now you can, and you don't have to worry about jujutsu any longer! it's a thing of the past.

or, say, your true passion was business and finance? well, now you can! now, you get to live out your dreams of being a hot boss woman in a world full of finance bros.

or maybe your dream was to become an artist, and you never had the time to properly dedicate time for it, but, guess what, now you can! and perhaps you end up making works that reference the curses that you've seen or the experiences that you felt, and you may wish to translate them via oil paint or video art or even performance art, and somehow, perhaps because it's so familiar yet unfamiliar, your work gets popular and disseminated, and even awarded? who knows?

regardless, now, the world is your oyster! nothing is holding you back.

and you want satoru to take a break.

you gently encourage him, perhaps, by first suggesting that it's a temporary arrangement.

but regardless, even in this world of jujutsu that is of the past, satoru has accumulated so many years of work due to being a special grade sorcerer that he has accumulated years of exhaustion. and what ends up being a temporary arrangement of him getting rest for his efforts turns into a semi-permanent arrangement. perhaps.

and while you worked a lot, too, you didn't work in the same way that satoru did when he was a sorcerer. although, to some, it may look like satoru mucked about, he didn't. while juggling responsibilities as a teacher, he also had to tackle and cover a huge number of missions in the whole of Japan as well as abroad. that is one mission after another after another with little to no breaks. perhaps none at all. that is not to dismiss your efforts, of course, but to contextualise them.

meanwhile, you encourage him to try out the things that he might like – be it baseball or singing or something else entirely. or maybe get back into teaching? later?

and so, this marks a foray into the world of satoru the househusband – sorcerer extraordinaire of the past, and househusband extraordinaire of the present.

what comes later? who knows! cats? dogs? children? parrots? a house with a view by the sea? a trip to see giotto & his bottega's frescoes at assisi? or a trip to the andes mountains? a couples' retreat in phuket?

regardless, you take it easy and go with the flow.

and you encourage satoru to take it easy.

did you read my mind?? I literally was thinking this — set exactly after the end of jjk omg. I love this — and he would struggle so much, after being held to such expectations and being forced to work all the time — he wouldn’t know what to do with himself. He probably would even get depressed and anxious — and then eventually he would get used to it.

And oh my god if you had kids, he would be so excited to stay home and play and take care of them— he wouldn’t even want you to work since he’s rich, but if you wanted to, he wouldn’t be opposed

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Do you have any advice for sexual things that don't involve both partners genitals? My girlfriend gets bad bottom dysphoria, and keeps her pants (UK) on during sex, so a lot of things are focused on me and my vulva, or above the belt things on her. I was wondering if you had any ideas for things that can be more focused on her as the recieving partner, whilst still respecting that boundary. I've asked her what she'd like, but we're both eachothers first sexual partners, so we're not super experienced. I have a vibrator and flavoured lube, if that helps, but nothing else. I could buy some other things, but nothing too expensive.

hi anon,

I'm going to quote a previous answer in full because it's relevant here:

the cool thing about sex is that literally anything can be sex depending on what you’re into. perhaps the most popular example would be our noble warriors in the bdsm community getting off from all manner of bondage and beatings without ever needing anyone to actually touch their junk. there are people whose fondest sexual fantasy is just to watch someone else pee or pop balloons or throw things at a wall. the world is your oyster.

virtually your entire body has the potential to be an erogenous zone. you and your girlfriend have free reign here to just start licking, sucking, biting, poking, slapping, scratching, pinching, or rubbing literally anything and everything to figure out if it's good for you. get weird with it, have fun. play.

[afreakingdork]

I'm sorry about your wrist, hope you get better soon! Take a break if that's what you need!!!

And also yes, truly heartbreaking my (our) husband murdered both our girl and with her our ship. I get it, but DAMN

It would've been something!!

I guess?

How would've it been to have been to have AENEM Kendra and WS/SP Donnie interact? Or AENEM Kendra and reader?

With reader I believe they could get along sort of well, I mean, yeah, why not? Conversation could tackle a few awkwardness down, find a middle ground on something.

With Donnie?

I believe they'd have a small rivalry but like, nothing they would indulge too much in. Mutual understanding, perhaps? I mean,

The possibilities 🤌🤌🤌

Tho I can't shake the feeling Donatello would look down at Kendra for letting herself get imprisoned, lol. That just speaks how 'sloppy' her work was.

I'm just rambling

- That one anon that still gets insecure with their wording. English is complicated

Wah!! Thank you!!! I'm hoping 3 days does the trick because I refuse to lose writing time this weekend!! 😤

ALSO YOU KNOW JUST HOW TO SPEAK MY LOVE LANGUAGE INGENIOUS ANON!! (I WILL BOOST YOU UNTIL YOUR CONFIDENCE IS AS HIGH AS THE ONE I HAVE IN YOU!!!) I'M FEELING BETTER ALREADY BECAUSE KENKEY!!!! 💞💞💞

It's hard because both AENEM and WS/SS are canon compliant to an extent, obviously WS/SS are divergent while AENEM picks up after canon, but they sequences overlap for the show progress. WS/SS Donnie killed Kendra when she first tried to take his tech to make a show of her. If WS/SS Donnie was in the AENEM universe, he would have done the same thing if she got anywhere near him.

SO LET'S CHANGE IT UP!! I BELIEVE KENKEY CAN HAPPEN ANY NUMBER OF WAYS!! 💖💖💖

So the only way for Kendra to survive is to not fuck with Donnie. Purple Jacket didn't happen the same way in WS/SS because Donnie did the Nakamura job while the Purple Dragons were still planning it. That's how she finds out about him and hatches the stealing tech plan. Instead of luring him with bugged clothes, they just bug his apartment while he's out because he was still new and getting his footing in the human world at the time.

Let's move up the timeline! Donnie hits Nakamura before and the Purple Dragons aren't aware of him. Nakamura has already beefed up security and thus the Purple Dragons go for smaller potatoes. Without a foil like Donnie, they probably succeed and become mainstays in the tech world eventually because heist style villainy only takes you so far when the tech sector basically relies on stolen data, patents, and the like.

The probably go legitimate and found their own company. Lined pockets and the world as their oyster I can see Jase and Jeremy becoming two different kinds of complacent. Jeremy likes the work and doesn't wanna take management seriously because he loves what he does. Jase flourishes in a board positions because he gets a power rush he's otherwise been denied. Then, there's Kendra. Our girlie surely wouldn't have enough even cornering her own market and then out of nowhere Genius Built suddenly exists. How can I company that has had no trace suddenly be their biggest competitor? Kendra's furious and wants to take it down, but finds layers of red tape and nonsense. For her probing and hunger, Donnie finds it too tedious to kill her outright, so he takes everything from her in one swift buy out that no one else at Dragon Tech (I bet I could think of a better name) can refuse.

There's Kendra, her company suddenly gone with her and she's totally disillusioned. She basically has no say as she's been the one put in some holdover position unless she retires and starts again. She could, but that was her company, but by bureaucracy, there's no feasible way to get it back. She's disillusioned and has nothing to do (think Ton in season 4 of Aggretsuko where he's shoved off to that little office without real work). She ends up skipping days and bumming around town. She's got more money than anyone ever needs and was wiped out by a ghost. She's sulking in bottomless mimosas one day when she hears someone talking mad shit. We know a certain someone does brunch and AHH I CAN'T SAY MORE BECAUSE SPOILERS!!!!!

ALSO MAYBE I SHOULDN'T HAVE WRITTEN ALL THIS. I MEAN I AM WEARING A SPLINT BUT IM NOT SUPPOSED TO BE TYPING BUT HOW CAN I NOT WITH A PROMPT THIS GOOD!!!

Thank you so much for this!!! I hoped you like it and I have a million more kenkey meet cutes because I wuv them!

[bittersweetresilience]

ouuu i read ur married renjing hcs and i was wondering if u had any more thoughts on what kind of interactions jing yuan would have with the stellaron hunters in a renjing type setting :o could be in canon or modern au or anything really!! just wanted to hear more about it bc the ones in ur married renjing hcs made me think about them more these days 🙂‍↕️

omg did you read all sixteen pages of it... i hope you had fun anon shy heart eyes... and i do not have any more thoughts prewritten but i do have more thoughts lurking in my brain i will jot them down for you

jing yuan and silver wolf

jing yuan may be old but he engages in internet trolling so i think he is actually fairly hip... in modern au this translates to silver wolf assuming he isn't going to get her jokes or behavior across the (minimal) generational gap and then being pleasantly surprised and dare i say even impressed when he matches her just fine

THEY GAME TOGETHER!!!!!!!!!!!! really excited about this because i love gaming. 😎🎮 LMFAO but yes i think jing yuan would play competitive video games with her and he is better than blade and so more of a challenge. she enjoys it. she still wins though. jing yuan is always a graceful loser

stellaron hunter plus renjing game night... eyes emoji... hhhMMMM i'll have to think more on this

silver wolf be needing a parental figure even if she won't admit it and she kind of sees jing yuan as one (jing yuan just sees her as blade's younger friend though rip) (but he is kind and takes care of everybody and brings her things she'll like)

she would wingman blade if renjing weren't already together... she approves of jing yuan and thus she ships renjing blade go get your wife so the rest of us can also keep him

jing yuan and firefly

okay i admit i have few thoughts about firefly but i did brush up on her lore for this. modern au firefly strikes me as someone whose life was decided as being on one path by her parents, but now that she's in college, she's realizing the whole world is her oyster and learning to figure out what she wants and hopping between all sorts of different hobbies and experiencing all facets of life and also having an undecided major. LMFAO

anyway in light of this i think it would be cute if jing yuan accompanied her to different events... took painting classes with her went to museums with her... maybe gave her some guidance... he is all about how life can be worth living no matter what i think they would have synergy on this

AND THEY WOULD EAT GOOD FOOD TOGETHER 👏👏👏

jing yuan and kafka

kafka is the most mysterious of this crew... i think i already said this but i don't think that she and jing yuan would get along initially. their vibes are opposing. more importantly he's sort of suspicious she's leading blade down the wrong path. however they are both mature adults they can have a conversation and come to an agreement that they want blade to figure himself out and find his own way. and i think in a pining situation kafka would absolutely be the one to give jing yuan his dose of reality regarding blade's feelings... not without a fair bit of obfuscation though 😌💄

jing yuan and kafka would drink wine together and they are BOTH classy about it

they would also go shopping together and make blade drive them AND carry all of their things AND pay for jing yuan thanks blade (kafka buys her own at least)

blade likes driving jing yuan because he loves jing yuan but driving jing yuan and kafka together is insufferable because after they become friendly acquaintances they will not stop talking they are YAPPERS

they also visit art galleries together and have extended cerebral discussions that no one else can understand and they're both the type to get so engaged in the conversation they forget about blade (jing yuan doesn't actually forget he just knows blade doesn't mind standing around silently waiting for them to finish) (doesn't mind for the first hour at least...)

jing yuan would be really good at that truth and lie game kafka and silver wolf play

in canon... i don't think jing yuan and kafka could ever get along, sorry. even if they could speak and he could understand her motivations he would never ever forgive her for treating blade as a weapon. he might reluctantly appreciate her for helping suppress his mara with spirit whisper. but he would never forgive her for it.