#diary of tounges

[feral-house-wife]

I've been sick for like a month, and on Saturday, I pulled a page out of my Nana's book and 'gave it up' to Apollo and his son Asclepius. I have since then been given medication, ice cream, and cake, and I had fancy ramen made for me by the Bossman. I was given a cakepop that I offered to then and the promise for more offerings once I'm well. Which seems to be any day now.

[feral-house-wife]

Kindred spirits

[capnsaveahoe]

IDGAF what anyone says. No one could ever match Caroline’s level of savagery when it came to verbally decimating Klaus. She gave as good as she got, silencing that man with just a look or a single word. Others tried, but it never hit the same. 💁‍♀️💥🔥 she had him dropping them panties quick 😂

[losttoinsanity45]

Dear diary

I have a hole in my tounge

Legitimately i do

What do I do?

[emmtm]

Canon GO things that are important & should be talked abt more

- crowley miracles his clothes on so he never actually wears clothes

- aziraphale just causally has a gun in his bookshop what the hell is up w that

- Crowleys favorite TV show is the golden girls

- Literally everyone who meets azi immediately assumes that he is gay and british.

- Anathema just legit assumed that crowley and aziraphale were a couple.

- Aziraphale is a doctor who fan??? This guy is a nerd lmfao

- Crowleys favorite animal is kids. What does that even mean Mr. Gaiman

- Azi calls crowley “my dear” and this is very important to me

- Shadwell thought that azi was a russian spy ???

- Crowley slept for an ENTIRE CENTURY.

- Azis tax reports are so incredibly accurate that the authorities got suspicious.

- the apology dance exists and idfk what to do with that information

- When crowley told az that he changed his name, az asked if he changed it to asmodeus. The demon of lust. Dude.

- Crowley doesnt blink a lot, and he has a tendency to hiss. And can do weird things with his tounge.

- The. The discreet gentlemans club that aziraphale joined was an actual club. And it was a gay club. He learned to gavotte at a gay club.

- early versions of the gavotte involved kissing- bro???

- AZ STARTS HIS JOURNAL ENTRIES WITH “DEAR DIARY” BRO I LOVE HIM HES SO DUMB

- THYE LIKE HOLDING HANDSSS

- Crowleh invented game shows

- CROWLEY IS A HOZIER FAN???

- Az likes abba and death cab for cutie (ofc he does)

[flufallo]

Your wish is my command

I tired doing brenlie but I couldn't find a good picture 😢

What possessed me to make these 😭

[sunkissed-yuan]

𝑺𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅

➥⊹ 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇: pure tooth rotting fluff

➥⊹ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: a day in life where you babysit teucer

➥⊹ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: childe x reader

➥⊹ 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒂'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔: i died..

In the far away mountains of the snowy sneznaya...there was a certain harbinger's family who lived- of course you being his s/o you were supposed to stay with them until he arrived to take you back to the zapolyany palace along with him- and that harbinger is none other then childe-

Currently you were babysitting teucer..drinking hot chocolate with him watching the never ending Snowflakes drop on the pile of snow.. until teucer had a "great idea" which caused you to wonder.. should you or should you not risk of getting cold for a child wanting to play in the snow? Ofcourse you said yes impulsively cause you love children and cannot seem to say no- like that one time you almost adopted a child without telling your manbaby- yes you refer childe as a manbaby cause how he is similar to one in many ways

And you got hit with a snowball- great- more to add to your diary about what to do with your future kids- and there the snowball fight began Tonia even joined but sided with teucer leaving you defenseless and outnumbered..

Meanwhile as childe had returned home from a long journey of Missions he arrived to see the ongoing snowball fight and you outnumbered.. what did he do? Did he join you? Nope- he also joined teucer..which made you wonder why the hell you were with this man.. soon enough you ran inside to complain to their mother..

Now look at you getting all pampered..by his mom ofcourse as they cook you food and hotchocolate and warm the fire place so you would not freeze.. and there's your guilty manbaby- he sweared on his pinky finger to never do that you ever again.. he wouldn't want his tounge cut off would he?

𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥-𝘺𝘶𝘢𝘯© 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘺, 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺, 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴!

[harrystylesfan2686]

Mad

Pairing: Azriel x Reader

Summary: You're obbessed with him. Literally.

Warnings: Blood. Manipulation?

A/N: ohhhk. Been a long time and now I'm coming back with a banger(hopefully). Crazy one. But like... also hot.

Masterlist

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You're crazy.

That's the only thing that is running through Azriels mind when he walks into your room and sees you repeating his name in a book over and over again.

At first, he didn't think much of it, having seen you scribbling in that dairy of yours a lot of times. What shocked him was how this time there was a strong smell of blood in your room, specifically coming from the diary in your hands.

Then he noticed the gaint cut on your wrist, blood pooling out of it and smearing on the pages, on which the pen was moving constantly, writing over the blood and moving through it to scrawl all over the page, as if using the blood as ink.

He was terrified when you finally noticed his presence. His gasp loud enough to break through your thoughts, he was just about to come over to check on you when you smiled wide.

"Az!" Your giggle echoing over the non stop sound of pen against paper.

It was the wild expression on your face that made the alarms in his mind go loud, the crazy smile and panting, and the never stopping pen writing over and over-

His name.

You were writing his name. Over and over and over again. In your blood.

Oh gods.

His terror clear on his face as it gets difficult for his to inhale properly. He tries to call out your name but he can't. You frown at him, smile slowly melting into that cute srunch he always loved.

"What happened? Are you alright?" Your head tilts slightly, hair falling from behind your ear, into the blood.

His body is seemed to be frozen. He can't do anything but look at you in absolute horror. His fingers clenched at his sides. Eyes wide as he tries to breath.

You click your tounge and get up from where you were sitting on your bed. You walk upto him, a pout on your lips and innocent eyes looking up to him.

"Azriel? What happened?"

You wait for him to reply but he doesn't do anything except look at you. You sigh and lift your clean hand up to cup his face in your hands.

"Don't worry, Az, I'm alright! I ran out of ink so I had to use my blood, it's alright, it doesn't even hurt anymore. Look!"

You lift the wounded wrist, holding it in between of you. He looks at the angry cut, deep and uneven, then notices the only bloody nail in your other hand.

His heart lunches as he realizes you hurt yourself with your own nail.

Your comforting smile feels foreign to him. Your lips twitch but maintain the smile when he still stays quite. Your wounded wrist falls down and the other tightens on his cheek. Your gaze turning faral for a moment as you say, "Remember when you confessed your love to me yesterday?"

Your head tilts up and eyes sharpen, throwing daggers at him that might actually feel real on his face. Your grip hardens enough to leave marks. "I'm alright. I'm still the Y/N you love, aren't I? Don't forgot your love for me, Azriel."

"You love me so much, don't you?" Your grip forcing him to nod in a yes. When he tries to move his mouth to speak, your bloodied hand closes around his lips in a flash. Sudden movement from your body forces him to slam back into the wall, the energy almost hurting him.

"Shhh." You coo. "Don't worry. You still love me. I do too." You smile so softly, exactly opposite to your mad behavior.

"I'm not gonna hurt you or anything! I'm just a little in love with you, is all." You remove your hands from his body and step back, falling back into your innocent illusion. Your voice turning back to as it had always been with him, as sweet as honey, smiling brightly at him with hands behind your back.

"I love you, Azriel."

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[sangonomiya-kokofish]

you said spam I’m here to spam !!!

hey a cute lil request pls pls pls make a tartar sauce fluff where he sees you playing in the snow with teucer please and thank you‼️🥺🥺🙏🏽

Snowflake childhood

Hana babbles: the way I wrote this first is giving desperate.. Tatar sauce is my number 1 now.. he even appeared in my dreams..

Tw: FLUFF! WHEN I SAY FLUFF IM WARNING YOU! "Snowflake childhood" the title is the representation for the innocence we lived in! It's meant to represent teucers innocence on matters and Childe's innocence before he lost his eye glint after falling into the abyss..

In the far away mountains of the snowy sneznaya...there was a certain harbinger's family who lived- of course you being his s/o you were supposed to stay with them until he arrived to take you back to the zapolyany palace along with him- and that harbinger is none other then childe-

Currently you were babysitting teucer..drinking hot chocolate with him watching the never ending Snowflakes drop on the pile of snow.. until teucer had a "great idea" which caused you to wonder.. should you or should you not risk of getting cold for a child wanting to play in the snow? Ofcourse you said yes impulsively cause you love children and cannot seem to say no- like that one time you almost adopted a child without telling your manbaby- yes you refer childe as a manbaby cause how he is similar to one in many ways

And you got hit with a snowball- great- more to add to your diary about what to do with your future kids- and there the snowball fight began Tonia even joined but sided with teucer leaving you defenseless and outnumbered..

Meanwhile as childe had returned home from a long journey of Missions he arrived to see the ongoing snowball fight and you outnumbered.. what did he do? Did he join you? Nope- he also joined teucer..which made you wonder why the hell you were with this man.. soon enough you ran inside to complain to their mother..

Now look at you getting all pampered..by his mom ofcourse as they cook you food and hotchocolate and warm the fire place so you would not freeze.. and there's your guilty manbaby- he sweared on his pinky finger to never do that you ever again.. he wouldn't want his tounge cut off would he?

[milanesa-enthusiast]

In what could be salvaged from this diary, written by an early post-colonial south american ("Argentinean", or perhaps "Uruguayan") person, we can read that they saw the daily "shower" ritual ("ducha", in Spanish, which could have been their mother tounge) as a time to disconnect, relax, and be alone with themselves.

The constant streaming of water and the use of manufactured chemical products didn't only clean them in the literal sense, taking off the grime and sweat off their body, but also served to symbolically start another day, without yesterday's burdens.

This person tried to never break their ritualistic cleaning, they mention that they prefer showering at evening or early night, but that sometimes they shower late, after everyone else has gone to bed, which adds to the experience of being alone, with only the water as company.

[djumbreon999]

💜🗝licorice cookie confesses kinda....🗝💜

-_-_--_-_-__-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-__--__-_-_-_--_-__-licorice cookie sits at his desk surrounded by crumbled up attempts at a love letter AAAAAAAAAAAAAGH SHIT SHIT SHHHIIIT I CANT GIVE THIS TO THEM ITS NOT GOOD ENOUGH I..I GIVE UP IM OUT. 💜 batcat : ugh.... if you can't write the letter just tell them in person..... . Wh...what no NO THATS A HORABLE IDEA WHAT IF THE GET MAD O..OR I SAY SOMTHING WEIRD AND THE GET GROSSED OUT OR- 💜 batcat : THEN ILL DO IT FOR YOU batcat swoops up snatches the love letter and Flys out the door. ..........wh.WAIT HEY NO BAAT CAAAAAAAT WHERE ARE YOU GOOOOING. licorice cookie runs out the door chasing after batcat but quickly loses him must not be easy having scoliosis..... bat cat catches y/n in the halls and quickly rushes over with the letter handing it to y/n and running off Y/N : OH! batcat...thank..you? Y/n opens up the letter and scims through it before rereading it as if the thought the read it wrong the do this atleast 8 times before there brain registers no the indeed read it correctly and that this is licorices hand writing licorices pink jell pen and licorices love letter to you. -_-__-_-_--__--_-_-_-__-_-__-_-_-_-_-___-_--licorice cookie sharply turns the corner eager to catch up with you before you read the letter but to his utter failure there you where stairing at him with the most unreadable expression he just stands in place wondering if you despised his existence now. Licorice: u..uh y/n did you read the let. Y/n : yes I read the letter.... licorice: I YOU where not supposed to...uuhh...eerm.....are you mad... .Y/n: licccoooriiice .Y/n steps closer to licorice cookie and grabs him by the robe. Licorice: WH...WHAT A- -_-_-__-_--__-__-_--_-_-__- Y/N pulls licorice into a long kiss wrapping there arms around the stunned boy before inserting there tounge into his mouth exploring and tasteing ever part part of him before pulling out to breath Y/n: Hu huf.. you taste good<3 y/n unwraps themselves from licorice before skipping off back to whatever the where doing before leaving the stund confused boy a blushing mess..............-_-_-_^-^-^--^-^-_--__-^--__--_LATER. Dear diary AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THE KISSED ME THE KISSED ME THE KISSED MEEEE MEEEEEEEEE I DIDNT THINK THE WOULD KISS ME BUT THE DID THE KISSSED ME HHEHHEHEHEHEEHEEEEHEHEHHEHHE -_-__-_-_-_-__-_-_-__-_-_-__-_-_-_-_-_-_--__--_-_-_-_-_-<-<<-<<<--<-<<-<-<<-<-<-<-<<--<<-<-<_--<<-<-><--<-<-<--<-<-<<-<->-<-<--<->-<-<-< writers note : idk licorice is cute we have this big spooky alien balloon and it glows its just sitting in the living room its funny lookin looks like a giant green but plug lol*_<>-*<>

[feral-house-wife]

I have been having a hard time cleaning around the house for various reasons, but with it being warmer, I thought I would pick back up or, at least, be less difficult.

You can guess how that went.

So I wore my face mask at work while giving offerings of dance and song to Apollo. I gave offerings of being a good guest and song to Hestia while staying over a partners home for her birthday. I did skincare and took magical baths, and talked about wedding planning while giving offerings of k!nk to Lady Aphrodite. I gave offerings of research to Mother Hera and gave some local kids' craft supplies and kindness.

I rested and enjoyed myself and tried not to worry about the small things (and maybe drank a bit more wine than planned).

I started today with incense and a lit candle to Hestia while wearing one of her favorite headcoverings of mine. And well, it hasn't been a lot, but I've been cleaning and got more done today than I have in a long time. I'm not sure how much I will get done today, but I am very proud of myself!

[jdevilscocksleeve328]

Jdevil x Reader fart 2 (SMUT)

Jdevil kept rubbing on your thighs and it gave him a massive Boner, his 12 inch dick was throbbing in his pants.

Jdevil picked you up and put you on his lap facing himself. he slowly started to take her shirt off and then he picked you up and brought you to his bedroom.

Jdevil was HORNY as FUCK, he took off his shirt and pants slowly but kept his boxers on just to tease you 😜. Sonic pushed you down on the bed and went on top of you with a soft growl and took your nippies out of your bra and he started licking and sucking on it with his 6 inch tounge.

You on the other hand was an absolute moaning mess!! You were moaning in jdevils ear. You did not expect jdevil to do any of this at all, you just expected a new friend at the park.

but when you saw sonic, you just couldn't help it!!he was so sexy and and hot. You Felt overly lucky to be having this time with him right now and would probably write it in you r Diary later.

Sonic took off his boxers for her to see his huge, hard, throbbing, green cock. It was so vibrant that it looked like a lava lamp. You were super duper excited to have that inside of you. Jdevil started jerking himself off while he bitten down on ur nippies.

Jdevil was kissing all the way down until he got to your soggy wet leaking badussy. he started putting in his throbbing wet glow stick into your saucy pous and it felt so good and tight. You moaned loudly and Jdevil just kept thrusting harder and harder and her until she squirted like a water gun and came twice , jdevil only came once :)

[just-a-wholesome-writer]

"When the ocean in his eyes, wild and full of turbulence, looked at me with a stillness, a specific peace that could not be recreated by the greatest of artists- I knew I was bound to him by something bigger than myself."

Faith.

The word lingered longer than the memory, echoing within the confines of my mind. I remembered something about a book. Red, with a cover written in white. It was my favorite because it wasn't printed like most books were at the time, it was written by hand and so beautifully too. With hearts over each 'I', and drawings after each chapter, telling a story that could not be found by reading.

I had spend years over which I read and re-read each chapter carefully, feeling like I found something new with every word. Like, every time I put it down, the author would sneak in and add another twist to throw me off.

In actuality, while some may see it that way, the wonder of this book was not in the big twists and dramatic outbursts of it's main characters. It was in the small, seemingly meaningless corners of each page. For example: There, between the betrayal of a loved one and the death of a father, laid the unassuming cottage where the boy with the chipped tooth lived.

He said two lines, exactly. About how selling the fruit of love, though very popular, is bad business as it only falls in the summer and only grows if loved enough to produce the hormone itself.

Two lines, 1012 pages. Yet it wouldn't leave my mind. I couldn't forget how Ezran had found one among the small basket of gifts Rose had brought to his bedside while he slept. And how the juice ran down his chin as he looked upon the snow outside, wondering if they had always tasted this sweet.

There is something so quietly exhilarating about the little details of a story. Like a secret the author shared with you, only. With the one person who noticed, who loved enough to find their hidden intentions. Oh, how I wished to meet this author and tell them how much I loved, and will keep loving.

But the great seldom value credit, and as such, there is no indication of who the author even is, or was. The only thing I knew about them, I knew through their characters. It's strange how that has made me feel like I know them so deeply, when I don't even know their name. Shouldn't personal information seem unimportant if you are offered a glimpse into someone's soul?

Staring upon everything and nothing, I am faced with the same conundrum. My name, my age, my body, these were all parts of a big unknown. And yet I felt at peace with myself, like I knew who I was for the very first time.

I have always found it difficult to describe my feelings. I know this because I remember trying to start a diary, an attempt at making myself into poetry. I imagined burying it under a big tree and thought about someone digging it up, sitting down and reading all about me. The Conundrum Of Denielle. I imagined someone loving me so that they would find all the little ways people have loved me before but that I missed and put them on the page like footnotes.

But dissapointment set in quickly when writing only left me with bullet points, with no hearts atop my 'I's and no art, as I already felt pride in being able to put pen to paper. There was no nuance to my life, even when I wouldn't curse it boring. In the hands of the unskilled it seemed, not even the falling of the sky could make a compelling story.

I suppose I know my name now at least. Denielle. It's not one of those names that roll of the tounge, rather, it stops it in it's tracks. Den-ielle. I don't know why my parents chose it to be mine, given they were in opposition to the church and what it represents, but I do know that mother said there is a moment you just know.

I'm not sure how motherly instincts tie in with the choosing of one's name, but as I do not wish to make that experience myself, I may have to trust her by her words.

There are many things I don't understand, including the situation I now find myself in. But once again, I feel compelled to let it play out freely, trusting there will be a natural solution. I've been told I should be more assertive. But peace does not respond well to fighting, so I prefer the calm.

I call out and hear my words come back to me in a whisper.

[mythologyofblue]

Unsaid So much of what we live goes on inside- The diaries of grief, the tounge-tied aches Of unacknowledged love are no less real. For having passed unsaid What we conceal Is always more than we dare confide. Think of the letters we write our dead.

-Dana Gioia

[s0nia246]

I haven't had any writing ideas for Project Sekai so I'm doing this writing practice for fun.

This inspired by League of Legends Star Guardian (Universe, might make into a au.

This was inspired by Star Guardian New Dream: Seraphine's Vlog

Minori is Seraphine

Haruka is Orianna

Ena is Senna

Y/N is Xayah

-The camera turns on-

Minori ran quickly to school trying to catch up to her friends. She pulled up her phone to turn her camera on when she spotted them. Minori turned the camera around catching her friends as they walked through the school entrance.

Ena was reading a book when Minori jogged over.  She immediately saw the phone in Minori's hand. She sighed in annoyance as she closed the book.

"I said no, Minori." Ena rolled her eyes at her friend as she walked away from Minori and leaving Haruka to deal with Minori.

"Come on! It's like...a diary! Or a record log?" Minori tried to convince Ena.

Haruka's eyes widened, her mouth opening and closing as she tried to  come up with something reasonable. She looked between the two girls before deciding to walk away from  the conversation and follow behind Ena.

"IT'LL BE FUN THOUGH!" Minori shouted after them as the school bell ring.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Song Title 0:00 ───|────── 0:00 ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

Minori adjusted her phone's camera to focus on her. Sticking on her tounge in concentration,making sure everything was set up. She then pressed the recording button.

"Okay let's get started" Minori spinned around in her chair before starting to speak again "My name is Hanasato Minori." Cut to clothes laying on Minori's bed, her stationary materials she uses for her diary, and Minori playing with her pet Samo-chan's paws. "I'm in Animal Care! I love dogs, interstellar travel, and... I'm a Star Guardian!" 

To transition to the next scene Minori uses Samo-chan's paws to reveal her Star Guardian outfit.  Minori danced around the room for a bit, her Magical Mediums, Treble & Bass flying around her. On accidental she ends up kicking one of them, falling onto her bed as her microphone hits her hand.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Song Title 0:00 ───|────── 0:00 ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

Humming softly,  Minori watches Ena draw in her sketch book. Ena was sitting alone in a empty classroom, she hadn't noticed Minori recording her.

"Whatcha draaaaaaawing?" Minori asked excitedly.

Ena first was startled before quickly turning into anger. As if on impulse, Ena throws her sketch book at Minori. The sound of Minori's laughter cut to the next scene.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Song Title 0:00 ───|────── 0:00 ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

It was night time and the stars were shining brightly as a shooting star zoomed over.  The camera panned down at Minori, Ena, and Haruka. Minori winked at the camera,"Watch this!" The camera turned to face a stitched up doll that was put up on one of the higher building the girls were training on. The camera then zoomed out to show of Minori shoot out a ball of light that was orange in color.

"Damage...55.%" Haruka said, holding her Magical Medium, Tocker.

Disappointed with her, Minori sighed. "Aww...."

The sound of a loud lazer filled the air, startling Minori as it hit the doll, obliterating the doll. Minori turned the camera to face Ena. She was shooting out of her paintbrush styled cannon. She put her  cannon over her shoulder as she smiled smugly at the camera and Minori,"Ha."

"Damage...250.%"

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Minori was petting Samo-chan's head as she put head against Samo-chan's back, she looked nervous and anxious, "Am I- Are we ready for this?"

Y/N looked up the feather that they were focused on. They got up from Minori's bed and looked over towards Minori's direction, "I chose you because your ready. Don't forget that." Y/N spoke softly, their voice soft like silk as reassured Minori.

Minori smiled softly at the camera before turning it off.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Song Title 0:00 ───|────── 0:00 ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

This was a little writing practice thanks for reading. Also here's some doodle I did