#dunno when I stopped or why or what but I'm glad I've stopped stopping

[afniel]

I have produced 12,470 words of writing? Is this just what happens when you finally aren't burnt out and in emotional survival mode for the first time in mumblety mumble timespan?

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

I would like to humbly request any Genshin Pyro ladies of your choice warming up their S/O with their Visions.

(Genshin Impact) Amber, Xinyan, Dehya, Hu Tao, Yoimiya warming their S/O with their Vision

Amber knows how to warm S/O up!

She lights one of her arrows on fire light the fireplace, smiling proudly at herself.

(Amber) "Hah! I knew I should've tried that a long time ago!"

S/O chuckled, moving their seat closer as they turned to Amber.

(S/O) "You mean this is the first time you've tried it?"

(Amber) "My Vision keeps me warm usually, so I've never really had a need to!"

(S/O) "...Fair point."

Amber sat with S/O, snuggling closer to them, her smile growing bigger.

(S/O) "Thank you dear.~"

(Amber) "Hehe...! Want me to make you a baron bunny blanket?"

(S/O) "As long as it doesn't explode...wait, can you make something like that explode?"

(Amber) "I...dunno, actually. Hm, that sounds kinda cool!"

Xinyan's first move was to grab an extra blanket for S/O, like a normal person.

Until S/O spoke up.

(S/O) "Wait...can you use your vision to make it a little warmer?"

(Xinyan) "My visi-?...Now, why in the heck would I use my vision to warm ya up when I could just getcha 'nother layer?"

(S/O) "So you don't have to get up...!"

(Xinyan) "...Ya just wanna see if yer idea works, don'tcha?"

(S/O) "Would you say no if I said yes?"

Xinyan sighs and decides to tap into it, ever so slightly so she doesn't burn S/O and the rest of the house down.

And much to her own surprise, the warmth emanating from her body worked like a charm for S/O.

(Xinyan) "Well, I guess if it ain't dumb if it works..."

(S/O) "Hey, what better way to sleep off the cold with my very hot girlfriend?"

(Xinyan) "Did ya go the trouble of asking me just to make that dang pun?!"

Dehya wasn't surprised S/O was cold. Nights in the desert was unforgivingly frigid.

Even inside their tent and sleeping bags, S/O was shivering. Dehya meanwhile was relatively fine, surprising given the lack of clothes she normally wears.

Then again, she was used to this by now.

So, she scooted closer to S/O and used her vision to warm the tent up subtly, smiling once she saw their shivering stop.

(Dehya) "Much better, huh?"

She knew they couldn't hear her, so Dehya just kisses their cheek and rolls onto her back, smiling and falling asleep.

Dehya never thought her Vision could help with something so small, but now she was glad more than ever to have it.

Hu Tao just wants to give S/O a heart attack by shooting out a sudden flame.

(Hu Tao) "Cold? No you're not!-"

S/O yelps once a small flame shoots past them and onto the candle.

(S/O) "What the heck are you doing?! We're inside!"

(Hu Tao) "I know! That's why I did it!"

S/O sighed, shaking their head while Hu Tao simply laughed.

(S/O) "I swear...-"

(Hu Tao) "I'm not hearing a thank you, S/O!"

(S/O) "I'll thank you to not burn the house down, Hu Tao."

(Hu Tao) "Your welcome, I can do it any time!"

(S/O) sigh

Yoimiya used her Vision to light up her fireworks all the time!

But she never really thought about it using it like a heater at night, though that was mostly due to Inazuma's climate in general.

S/O was cold, them hogging the blanket being a telltale sign.

And so, Yoimiya knew what to do!

She closed her eyes and focused the power from her vision-

Accidentally setting off a firework that was outside rocketing into the sky and startling them both awake.

The power was a little too intense it seemed.

(S/O) "W-WHA?!...Ugh, Yoimiya...!-"

(Yoimiya) "H-Hey! I swear this time it wasn't on purpose! I just wanted to get you a little warmer!"

(S/O) "It's appreciated sweetie but...I thought you got all the fireworks put away."

(Yoimiya) "I...hah, guess I didn't...?"

S/O just rolled over and hugged Yoimiya tighter, a tired chuckle escaping their lips.

(S/O) "I think this can warm me up too."

(Yoimiya) "Hm...Yeah, I think I like this better too..."

Next time, she was triple check if there was anything outside that could be lit and prevent it from ruining her romantic moment!

[jd-loves-fiction]

I would like to ask reader x stellaron hunters (i dunno if you accept multiple characters, if not im fine with only kafka) with a reader that fights like denji from csm.

Like, if you havent seen or read csm i would describe denji fighting style as bashing his head against a wall until it breaks, theres the eternity devil fight that you can probably find on youtube (altought its kinda gory, just telling beforehand.)

Its fine if you dont take the request but if you do thanks in advance :D

🌑 I have in fact not watched CSM but I'm vaguely familiar, so I've kept this pretty vague in the descriptions :)

✦ 𝐊𝐚𝐟𝐤𝐚 ✦

Worried sick + weirdly impressed

She finds the way you fight to be quite interesting, very curious as to why you choose it in particular

Will be asking a thousand questions, particularly about whether or not you feel pain and if yes, why you don't seem to mind it

If it does bother you, she will not hesitate to offer help through her 'Spirit Whisper' (what she uses on Blade to help with the mara)

But if you wish to endure it without help, then she'll respect it but care for you as best she can after fights

Truly, she'd rather end fights quickly so you dont have need to hurt yourself but she cant deny the excitement she feels at fighting by your side

Though her people are incpable of feeling fear, for you, she might just about taste it on the tip of her tongue

✦ 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 ✦

This hypocrite

Hurts himself constantly and yet worries about you so so much

Scolds you for being reckless constantly even tho he is the same, which you tell him - a fruitless conversation everytime

Always watching your back like a hawk on the battlefield, taking hits for you when he can - he'd rather hurt himself even if you can take it

Loves sparring with you tho!

It soothes him to know that you can keep up with him in battle

That being said he's the type to constantly remind you to take care of yourself, rest, eat well, etc

It's also comforting to know that should the mara take him over you'll have a chance to fight back against him, at least

✦ 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟 ✦

So hype✨

You're like an SSR character, extra extra special and she's glad to have you on their side

Doesnt give much thought towards if it hurts you or not - all she knows or cares about is that it's cool as shit

Lowkey constantly asking to fight you because she sees it as a challenge to complete

Keeps equating you to a boss in one of her videogames

Hypeman no.1

Always hyping you up and asking about combos MID BATTLE😭

Menace but at least she's always down for the chaos

✦ 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐲 ✦

Hypocrite no.3

So so worried 🥺

She's just generally very caring, especially towards those at her side, so obviously will keep an eye on you at all times

But as a soldier, she's not going to try to hold you back, even if she really wants to

She's got her own pride and so would never think to tarnish yours

BUT oh my god if you could stop risking your life every five seconds😭

She gets it, she does really, but she's naturally very empathetic and because of her trauma... Let's just say she's of two minds on the whole situation

Gets over it if you come out mostly alright - generally tries to focus more on the here and now

Please reassure her of what she already knows, that you're strong, capable and that she can trust you to come back to her at the end of the day

[mashiraostail]

Found you through your BG3 stuff and it’s so good I’m foaming at the mouth

Could I request soft dom Karlach with a fem reader, maybe with a bit of praise thrown in if that’s alright?

Thank you I owe u my life

omg ask and u shall receive and it wont be self serving to me at all even a little!

I love Karlach and I love women this was sooo epic

NSFW under the cut :3

"Oh stop it-" Karlach is cringing as Shadowheart quite literally wrings blood from her hair, "you'll make me sick!'

"I can hardly help it, I'm always in the splash zone when I go into a fight with you." Shadowheart doesn't look happy about the situation either, but what must be done must be done.

"You certainly wouldn't hear me complaining, though I do like a more...direct method of delivery." Astarion some how came out the other side fairly clean.

"Oh come on, enough with the blood and guts stuff." Karlach groans, "so gross."

"What, are you trying to save your appetite?" Shadowheart laughs and flicks her hair over her shoulder, sending a small splatter of blood onto Astarion's arm. The two of them made a terribly snarky, gossipy duo. Karlach was just glad they had made friends.

"So what if I am?" Karlach crosses her arms, "I've already been denied ten years why should I be any longer? Especially at the expense of your grimy hair."

Astarion laughs at that, "no, you're right. All the power to you my friend." He looks around a moment, "say where is your favorite midnight snack?"

Karlach whirls around too, "oh shit, have we lost her?"

"She is a slippery one." Shadowheart nods.

"Kalrach would know." Astarion agrees. Karlach guffaws, shoves him. There were plenty of good things about getting her tune up, the kissing, the sex, the cuddling, and the knocking the wind out of Astarion every time he said something gross, odd, or rude.

"Cut it out." She tries to wipe the warmth off her face, being on fire was hot enough, why be embarrassed too.

"Hey! You left without me?!" You're appearing over a small hill, a new, heavy looking bag on your shoulder, "did I take that long?"

"We thought you ran away." Astarion shakes his head, "you took forever."

"Gale asked me to pick up some things." You hike the bag up your shoulder, "camp isn't far though, I guess we picked a good spot with this little market so close and all. What'd you all get into?" You stop once you've joined the group, "oh Shadowheart you smell awful-"

"Imps. Imps and goblins." Shadowheart mutters, "it's always imps and goblins."

"Together?"

"No."

"Sorry I missed it then." You laugh a little. Karlach takes the bag off your shoulder. "Oh you've probably been fighting all afternoon I can-"

"Don't worry about it, make up for leaving you behind. I always carry the stuff."

"I told you to go on without me, I guess I didn't think you actually would though." You laugh a bit.

"Well in your absence Karlach has told us all about how, when she does get you to herself you always-"

"Stop!" She shoves Astarion hard enough to make him stumble, "oh I should light you up." Shadowheart is just snickering to herself.

"I didn't-" She addresses your horrified look, "I didn't tell them anything I swear." She holds her hands up, "and even if I had, which I didn't! It's nothing to be embarrassed about, you're killer in bed. Probably just make them jealous, that's why I don't say anything."

You will the color out of your face at her comment and make the short walk back to camp with silly but comfortable conversation flowing between your little group. The sun's set in the sky by now so you're glad to be so close to camp, otherwise it may have been difficult to find your way back.

When you do make it back Gale looks excited to see you all, "did they have everything?"

"Uh...dunno, I'm just the mule." Karlach shrugs, and holds the bag out, "you'll wanna talk to the manager." She jabs a thumb to you, his gaze follows.

"They did I just- Karlach!" You brush the bag over the Gale and hold her wrist, "look! You're all cut up!"

"Oh am I?" She looks down at her arm, sure enough there were a myriad of claw marks on her forearm, "aw shit, look at that. Didn't even notice, little buggers. Enjoy your stuff Gale I've gotta patch up." You follow her away without finishing your afterthought for Gale.

"Halsin's left for the day, he said he had some friends in the area who may have information for us." You frown, "how's Shadowheart?"

"She needs to rest up before she can use anymore healing magic." Karlach shakes her head, "they're barely some scrapes, I'll be fine for now, I'll go clean up, then well...I dunno I'm yours."

"Let me help, it will be easier with two." You look hopefully up at her, "there's a river close by, we can clean you off and patch you up." She's grinning.

"Come on, you're not worried about a few little scrapes are you? Do you know who I am?" She looks delighted despite her words.

"I'm very familiar, that's why I want to help."

"You're worried? About little old me?" She's squeezing your shoulders as you walk together, "or do you just want to play nurse?"

"Maybe both." You glance up at her, she's practically buzzing.

"Don't tease me." She warns, "you'll ruin my night."

Of course you'd never do a thing like that. Though cleaning her up does take precedent, despite her groaning and whining.

"We need to make sure it's clean, then we can wrap it up." You hand her a shirt to tear up into some makeshift bandages. She uses her free hand and her teeth to do so, she certainly notices you shift and avert your gaze.

"What are you all shy about?" She laughs at the color on your face.

"You know." You tut and frown at her, though it's not very believable.

"What? Is it me?" She watches you use one piece of the shirt to wipe the blood, "Am I making you act all shy?"

"You're always so mean to me-"

"Its me isn't it? You like me, don't you?"

"Oh stop." You press a damp hand to you cheek, trying to cool off.

"What? Tell me all about it! Do you fantasize about me? Have dreams about me?" She's leaning towards you, her voice teasing. You use another piece of cloth the wipe her arm off with some water.

You scoff and look away from her, it just makes her laugh.

"Your silence speaks volumes! Tell me!"

"No!" You use three strips of thicker fabric to wrap her arm up, "I won't!"

"So you don't deny it!" She catches you by your waist, "tell me, or you are not getting a single thing from me tonight-"

"You're evil! You should know how it feels to be denied! Have a heart!"

"Oh I've got one, wanna see?" She's laughing, nosing at your jaw, of course you tilt your head for her, you could never deny her, despite yourself. "Come on, just give me a little taste."

"I don't have anything to tell you!" The crimson engulfing your face said otherwise.

"Uh-huh." Karlach wraps her arms around your back, "can I have a kiss?"

You indulge her without saying anything else about the subject, she seems contended with it for now. You have a feeling you aren't quite out of the woods though.

"You look so pretty when you're embarrassed." She holds you by your chin, "I can't help myself." Her hands are tugging at your shirt, you help her slide it off. She takes in the sight of you with as much enthusiasm as always you can practically hear her brain knocking around in her skull, every thud screaming with excitement, 'TITS!!!!'

"I'm so fucking lucky-" She's giddy with it, kissing down your neck and shoulders, probably planning her attack on your chest. "You're such a sweet thing, gods, I don't know how I have it in me to behave all day knowing this is the sight hiding under all that armor you wear."

You gladly clamber into her lap, she's ducking down into your chest, her hands exploring the newly exposed flesh unabashedly. "You're really very pretty, you know?" She says it into your sternum, you're trying desperately to undress her, eventually she takes pity on you and helps it along. When she stands to shake the last of her clothes off all you can do is drop to your knees, she laughs.

"Well I wasn't gonna boss you around or anything." She's grinning at you and gods you love her, it's all you can think about, you're kissing at her stomach rubbing your face into her warm skin, she just laughs some more.

"Aw look't you, so sweet. What is it? You wanna take care of me?" You make a choked off noise at that, nodding and pulling her closer, it's a frantic nod though, rushed and almost desperate.

"Alright, alright, don't start crying now." She pulls you away to look at you for a moment, "you aren't off the hook, but I'll take a detour." She slings a leg over your shoulder and her hand tangled in your hair on impulse and you close your eyes, if only to hide how far back your eyes roll into your skull. Occasionally you feel her nails scrape the nape of your neck. You were pressing your lips to her, running long strokes over her with your tongue and thumbing at the the wetness whenever you needed to catch your breath. Karlach hadn't taken her eyes off you, she was practically singing you praises and it made your stomach knot up desperately.

She uses her grip on your hair to guide you along but she doesn't need to do much, you already know what to do. She pays extra care to pull all your hair off your face to get the best look at you she can.

"Gods, look't you, pretty girl, just like that, 's perfect." Even her moans are perfect, it's obscene. If anyone asked you she should be locked up, wearing a big flashing warning sign. All you can do is moan, hold onto her thighs, beg to be impossibly closer.

"What're you moaning at?" She's grinning devilishly, "you just like the sound of my voice don't you?"

"Yes, yes I do-" The way she tugs on your hair pulls a perfectly lovely moan out of you, and it makes her laugh in a warm, fond sort of way that makes you want to lay down and spread your legs open for her.

"Alright then, lucky for you I love talking to pretty girls." By the grace of some god you find it in you to play a bit coy with her.

"You think I'm pretty?" You're looking up at her with perfect blown out pupils, and swollen red lips wearing her cum like lipgloss, matter of fact it's spread out pretty evenly over your cheeks and chin too.

"Oh fuck-" She drops her head against the tree she's been leaning on, "I'll blow my fucking lid, cut that out. You wouldn't be able to survive the things you're making me want to do to you."

"I'd try, for you." If she had something to say to that you don't let her get it out. You realized your mouth had been too far away for far too long. You missed the feeling of her tugging at your hair, pushing and pulling you to her own accord.

"Oh gods- dammnit-" She's bucking her hips into your face, her hold on your head especially tight, she groans, it's from her chest, low and thankful. You feel her stutter with the orgasm rolling over her and she pushes you away. Her chest heaving.

"You're a dream, you know?" She's pulling you to your feet, she laughs when she has to steady you a bit, then she kisses you. "Taking such good care of me all night. Looking so pretty while you do."

You feel her hands on between your shoulder blades, she's kissing down your jaw and neck, you're putty in her hands, waiting to be put where she wanted you.

"Come on," She's picking you up, wrapping your legs around her middle, "tell me, before I could touch you like this, and you had to take care of yourself. Tell me what you thought of. I'll tell you mine."

"It's so embarrassing-" You honest to god whine at her, if she were a stronger woman she'd be able to suppress the shudder it sent up her spine.

"Tell me, I'll give you whatever you want, all night if you do."

"It was just you-" You groan as she sets you down on your back and crawls on top of you, "your voice, I could hear it in my head so clearly." She's grinning from ear to ear, impish and coy.

"What was I saying? Was I bossing you around?" She laughed a little because gods you were an idiot, all she had to do was lay you down and you were spreading your legs for her.

"Sometimes-" Your chest was stuttering.

"Oh?" She pushes the syllable through pursed, curious lips, "what about the other times?"

"You're moaning," you're bucking your hips, searching for pay off, something anything the heat was unbearable. "Saying I'm good, calling me pretty-" You couldn't help the hand you brought down to rub over yourself, it was just something else for Karlach to look at.

"You like when I call you pretty?" She's attacking your chest with kisses that leave a burning trail in their wake, "you touch yourself and imagine me watching, calling you pretty?" She laughs that laugh again, the one that makes you wanna lay face down for her. "Maybe you're just as far gone as I am."

"I definitely am." You're practically begging her to touch, after 10 years of holding back she finds it almost impossible to deny you.

"Wanna see if it's as good as when you dreamed about it?" She's pulling you up, turning you over, you go because you're so stupid for her when you get like this, she could walk you off a cliff if she wanted.

" Are you gonna make yourself cum for me?"

This was overwhelming, you felt drunk, your emotions were running so high, you were so horny you could sob, "I'd do whatever you want-" She  was kissing at the backs of your thighs, you could feel her breath on your desperate fingers.

"Oh, careful pretty girl you're giving me too much power." She's laughing, her voice was low against your skin and it made you shudder. "I might not be so nice next time."

"No, no, you can do whatever you want to me Karlach- fuck-" You gasp, feeling her thumb brush against you.

"Whatever I want?" You can hear the grin in her voice, impishly charming.

"Yeah, anything-"

"I could tie you up?" She nipped at your skin and that paired with the thought of it alone could get you to cum, "yes please-" Your eyes were glossed over, you were pushing your hips back into her, begging for a firmer touch.

"Oh gods, you've gotten yourself into trouble now. And here I thought you were a nice girl." One of her hands pulls your upper thigh, right were it meets your ass, to get a better look at you.

"You know," Her other hand joins, taking the other thigh, you can feel her nails pressing your skin, "really I can't think of anything else to say but pretty. You are so pretty for me. I can't blame myself for thinking you were a good girl, how could anyone so pretty be bad?"

All you can do is moan, practically cry at it.

"You know it's everything too, not just this." Her thumb brushes you again and you actually think you feel your soul leave your body. "The noises you make, and that pretty red blush you get every time you look up at me. Like I'm deflowering you every time I touch you. Ravishing you, scandalizing you."

"Karlach, please-" She hadn't asked you to beg, that was all on your own accord.

She makes a pouting noise, faux sympathy, "alright, I'll give in. Tell me where you want me, pretty girl. I can't say no to face like your's."

You don't know where to start, you want it all honestly. Lucky for you she's started, replacing your hand with her own then slipping her fingers into you. You were melting into the ground below letting out a desperate warbling moan mixed with a handful of profanities.

"Good or bad-" She cautions and you shake your head, the momentary loss of friction makes your eyes water desperately.

"Good! Good, Karlach, please, fuck-"

You were whining and moaning into your arm, which had been previously holding your chest off the ground. Your eyebrows turn up at it, "oh fuck-"

You were acutely aware of how well she knew your body at this point. Every stroke into you had you moaning, rumbling from your chest, the momentum she'd picked up carrying with a bounce in your cries.

For a split second she was gone, stopping to wrap her arm around your front, as quickly as the touch was gone it was back. Then her free hand was in your hair dragging you up to press your back against her chest and fuck it hurt a little but in a way that made your spine tingle and ripped the most beautiful fucking moan Karlach had ever heard out of you.

"Oh sweetheart-" She moans it into your neck, "you'll kill me at this rate." Her arm wraps around your middle and you grip her forearm with your hand, the other coming around your back to hold onto her there.

She picked back up to pace quickly with you against her chest, bounding forward with unrelenting force that hit you so hard she could hear it in your voice.

"That's it, you pretty thing, just like that, huh? That's perfect." She's cooing into the crook of your neck, "good, good job."

"Fuck-" Your nails dig into her arm, "fuck me, Karlach-"

"The mouth on you lovely girl," She groans into your neck, pulling you into a sloppy but stupidly hot kiss.

"When it was me, waiting to finally touch you, this is what I thought about." You can feel her breath behind your ear when she speaks, "all the different ways I could completely undo you, how good you'd be for me while I did, how you would beg for me to do it. I'd never make you worry about anything, no." She tsks, "I thought about how much fun it would be, taking care of you. I got off thinking about your pretty, empty head, getting railed by me. How'd I do?"

"I'm gonna cum-" You somehow manage to choke it out, "'m gonna- fuck!" Your eyebrows knit together and of course she grins.

"Go 'head, I wanna see it." She was kissing your shoulders a hand coming down to thumb at your clit, you keen loud and still bouncing, "wanna hear it-" She murmured into your skin, "I definitely wanna feel it too."

"Oh fuck-" You gasp, your eyes roll back from the shock of it. Thank god she can't see your face because you must have been drooling. The jerking tenseness of your hips and the way you called out her name like she was an angel would drive her insane for months to come all she can do is sink her teeth into your shoulder.

If it wasn't for her arm around you you'd have slumped to the ground.

"That good?" She laughs and you nod.

"Come on, let's clean you up." She lays you down and takes the extra pieces of cloth you had on hand to wipe you clean, "are you alright?" You only nod again and she chuckles,

"and she was too stunned to speak. Another knock out performance by Karlach."

That gets a snort out of you and you shove her arm, "come off it, K."

"Uh oh, someone sounds tired." Her hand rubs your stomach, you're purring like a cat.

"No I'm not." You drag your hand down her stomach, obviously downwards and she laughs.

"Easy there solider, I think the others are expecting to do a least a little adventuring tomorrow. You look ready to pass out anyway." She gathers your clothes up, then you where you'd crumpled into the floor.

"Come on solider." She hoists you over her shoulder, "let's go to bed, I'll get you all tucked in nice and warm in my tent."

"Yeah, okay....good idea K." You were content to dangle over her shoulder, "K, I love you."

"OH I know you do, pretty." She pats your backside, "but I love you more."

You gasp as she drops you onto her bedroll, "no way!"

"Yes way." She's kissing and nuzzling your neck while you laugh, "admit it before I have to ravish you right here in this tent to prove it!"

For as delightful as your touch was your laugh was just as intoxicating, you nodded desperately trying to squirm away from the ticklish kisses and bites.

"Lay down." Karlach pulls away, smiling, "I don't think there's anyone on the planet who's ever loved anyone as much as I love you." She thumbs at your bottom lip, "and I don't think there's anyone in the world half as a pretty as you are. Sleep tight knowing that." You preen at her words as she settles down into bed with you.

"Let's go to sleep, we haven't go much nighttime left, no thanks to you."

[pinguwrites]

Sub!Robert Fischer where he's tied up and being overstimmed repeatedly. He's crying his eyes out while reader degrades him for being spoiled and rich (I've been reading ur work for some time, but requesting for the first time!)

I’m glad you like my work and I’m glad you requested as well!

Drabble: you degrade and overstimulate Rob

pairing | sub!robert fischer x girlfriend!reader

Warning: overstimulation, degradation/ a little bit of praise, loads of crying from rob, impact play, dom/mean!reader, sub!robert, daddy issues, p in v sex, mention of teasing/edging, robert's a masochist at this point, they have a safeword, ma'am kink

Disclaimer: Inception characters, plots, quotes, etc. do not belong to me and belong to the rightful owner(s). This is only fanfiction and this is just for fun.

A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I wrote like 7k for one fic, and 6k for another, and I progressively got slower the closer I got to finishing, it's like a fucking exponential graph. That's why I haven't been writing smaller things, but you know what? Fuck that. I told myself I was going to stay dedicated but now I'mma just do what I want.

Robert gazed up at you as you crawled on top of him, his lower lip wobbling, tears dripping down his cheek like rain. He savored the brief touch of your hands on his chest, and whined when you moved away, but he made sure not to be too loud, lest he get some punishment.

"Ma'am?" Robert asked tentatively, not sure wether he was alowed to speak or not.

"Yes, Rob?" you hummed, focusing on tightening his restraints. Just a few minutes before Robert had been squirming and squealing, tugging on his ropes, and now that you were done with that particular bit of torture, you had to make sure they were secure again.

“Can you ride me?” he asked. “Please?”

"Dunno."

Robert shifted his legs. Gosh, you loved his legs. His thighs were so soft and lightly haired, you loved running your hands across them, no matter how many times he complained your touch was cold.

"Do you think you deserve it?" you added.

"You've been edging me for so long," he pathetically whimpered. "I need — "

" — Of course you do," you cut him off. "What am I even saying? You rich fuckers are all the same — spoiled, bratty. Just a need a strong woman to put them in their place, huh?”

Robert's eyes glistened. He was about to sob again. Good thing you brought tissues.

"It's not like that. Please, just . . ."

"Then what's it like?"

Robert stayed silent, clearly afraid of saying the wrong thing. You already knew the answer. It was his fetish, his kink, but he also liked being cared for and nurtured and guided. You just wanted to hear him say it, but judging at way he was behaving, you weren't sure if you could get a coherent response out of him that wasn't a beg to be fucked.

You slapped him across the face, savoring the little noise he made.

"Should've known your mouth was no good for anything. Stupid puppy."

"Yeah," he nodded eagerly, his cock twitching. "M'just a stupid puppy for you. Please, please, fuck me."

"Won't even offer to eat me out? You haven't made me come a single time today."

Robert looked down, embarrassed.

"Fine."

Without a warning you sunk down onto his cock, drenching him with your wet juices, your tits bouncing in the air. He let out a moan, his head hitting the pillow, eyes closing, relaxing as he finally, finally got the release he wanted.

But when he came, you didn't stop. You still hadn't come, and you weren't stopping until you did.

"Pretty boy," you said, then looked down with a fake pout. "Aww? Is this too much for you?"

"Y-yes," he choked out.

"Well, you're gonna have to fucking deal with it."

He shook his head adamantly.

"Isn't this what you asked for?" His eyes rolled. You pat his cheeks, getting him to focus on you. "Color?" you asked.

". . . Ah, greeeen!"

"There ya go," you cooed, moving your hips up and down. "I wouldn't be doing this if I knew you couldn't handle it. Now, tell me — tell me you're my bitch."

"I'm your bitch!" Robert sobbed, his body shaking. "I just need you so bad all the time, ma'am, I can't help myself."

"I know," you soothed, wiping his tears. "I know. You're doing so well."

That seemed to calm him down a little. Praise always did.

"I just wanna be good for you, ma'am." You could tell he was getting ready to come again.

"You are — you're a good boy," you reassured. "Now stop squiggling, okay? Or I'm going to have to punish you again."

Robert nodded, feeling like his brain was melting. At this point, you could do anything to him and he would be on his knees, thanking you.

Taglist: @henrywintersdearestgirl @shroombloom-rry @meetmeatyourworst @mrkdvidal1989 @madnessandobsession @slut4thebroken

[strawberries-and-summer-days]

NICE TO OFFICIALLY MEET YOU ‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅

| percy jackson x popstar au

| au masterlist ☽

warnings: swearing and i think thats just about it!

a/n: writers block hit so hard guys its not even funny apt. anyway hope you enjoy pt 3!! im also using show! clarisse as my description

"LIA!!!!" you screech when you storm into the apartment. when she doesn't reply you get even more pissed. who the hell wakes someone up at 2 am tell them they desperately need to come over to their house now because its an emergency and then proceed to lock them out in the cold for half a goddamn hour.

"lia i swear to god im going to kick your fucking ass back to london if you don't come out here right now," you yell not even caring at this point if you wake anyone up.

"heyyy bestie," lia says coming out of the kitchen with a smile. "so glad you could make it."

from the threatening look on your face, her smile quickly fades. "ok, ok so i know its early-"

"its two-fucking-am lia, you're so very lucky that i don't kill you for this because for some reason, i've grown attached to your need self."

"i'm irreplaceable," she says. "anyway thats not why i called you here, i met some people on the subway the other day who want to meet you."

"you called me here.... to meet fans?" you say in a deathly calm tone. "lia... ITS 2:30 IN THE MORNING COULDN'T THIS WAIT UNTIL I DUNNO LIKE TEN?" you yell launching after her.

"no it couldn't wait! because this is a secret meeting, huhhh? how cool is that?" lia says running away from you into the living room. you follow after her determined to actually kill the little shit but stop short when you see three people standing and watching the ordeal.

two girls and a boy - the boy is jumping up and down with barely restrained excitement, the blonde girl is smiling, and the final girl is just watching with barely restrained boredom.

"y/n, this is grover, clarisse and annabeth." lia motions to the three of them.

you smile as politely as one can at 2:30 am and say hi back. the boy - grover - is still practically buoyant when you look at him, and its generally concerning how much energy he has.

"soo, uh what's up?" clarisse says awkwardly.

"yeah y'know nothing much, just being dragged out of bed at 2 o'clock in the morning to meet some people- by the way does he ever stop jumping?" you point to a still jumping grover. "like dude its wayy to early to be this energetic."

"no. unfortunately he's like this all the time," the brunette - clarrise - says.

"i'm sorry," grover interrupts, "im just such a huge fan of you. and i would've gotten into trouble if i had told my friend we were meeting you so thats why its at such an awful hour."

"your friend doesn't like me?"

"... he's not your biggest fan thats for sure."

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lia.mandel girls night was fun!! @/rileywest sad ur leaving again

riley.west im afraid london calls babes i'll see you girls when i get back

yn.official can't wait 🤍

user1 OMGGG SHE'S IN THE STUDIO?? AHHH

user2 what is with the studio pic?!?!?!?

user3 grover (one of percy's friends) liked the post they're totally fucking

user4 ew can you not be so gross?? just leave percy and y/n alone

user5 im dyinggg until my show!! only 3 to go ahhh

user6 THE STUDIO PIC?? AND ON TOP OF THAT THE TOUR ENDING AND PERCYY/N RUMOURS?? my heart can't take this anymore.

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user1 NO NO PLS NOT THE MATCHING CAPTIONS ONE MINUTE WITHIN EACH OTHER ITS SO OBVIOUS

user2 he's so hot it hurts guys

user3 THE POSTS?!?!? AT THE SAME TIME!!!!

underovergrover that was an awful party man just thought i should let you know

percyjackson thanks g man i had absolutely no idea maybe next time don't text me abt how awful it is in front of the hosts

user4 THE MATCHING CAPTIONS AND THEIR FRIEND LIKING THE OTHERS POSTS. MAKE IT MORE OBVIOUS WOULD YOU??

user5 i ship them so hard fr

user6 yeah but there is literally ANOTHER girl in the post

the.annabethchase i wonder what amazing girl is in the second photo...

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"fucking y/n," percy grumbles. "i cannot do a single thing without her showing up," he scoffs throwing the phone down onto the car seat beside him. he's currently sat outside a prestigious event - for what? who knows - contemplating whether he should go in because he knows for a fact the-person-who-shall-not-be-named is in there.

sighing he picks his phone up again and gets out of the car heading towards the bustling entryway to the building. men and women in fancy dresses and suits line the hallways as and elevators as he makes his way to the rooftop.

grover and luke are already here so his first goal is to find them, avoid being sucked into any weird business deals and do not under any circumstances run into y/n.

the elevator opens and he moves out onto the rooftop, the cool breeze brushing his face, the smell of alcohol and perfume fills the air. its almost peaceful as he makes his way to the edge of building leaning on the railing to take in the view.

"quiet a view isn't it?" a voice comes from beside him.

aw fuck.

he spins around and comes face to face with the one person he was determined to avoid.

"nice to officially meet you percy jackson," you say holding out your hand.

he takes it to be polite, "right back at you y/n l/n."

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TAGLIST‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅ [if you're name is white it mean i couldn't tag you]

@lauptimist, @itzmeme, @mariaaaaaahhhh, @paankhaleyaar, @maybxlle,

@lara20aral, @cxp1d, @user-3113s-blog, @pleasingregulus,

@avihashearts4lix, @inlovewithmorales, @brokecollegebitch, @user-3113s-blog, @officiallyalbino

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[l1ndseyper3z]

Hi there! Could you please write a dead poets society fic for Neil x Todd (anderperry) where they’re on a date and they’re playfully flirting/flustering each other? I think they’re neat.

Hey! They are neat, so thanks for the request. I hope you don't mind me making this slightly Christmas-themed, I'm just in the spirit !! I know it's short but I hope you enjoy it.

~ Regular Nights ~

Ship: Neil Perry X Todd Anderson (Anderperry)

Fandom: Dead Poets Society (1989)

Requested?: Yes!

Warnings: Sex references/implications ig? idk this is just very fluffy! I suppose you could consider this a modern AU as obviously a gay couple sadly couldn't go on a date in public during the 50s but apart from that it isn't laid on at all so the choice is yours

Dates had become something normal for Neil and Todd. At least once a month, always on a Saturday night, a play followed by food at the pair's favourite out-of-the-way diner. This was the set routine, it worked and they stuck to it. Today was no different.

"How did you not like it?! The way the lead portrayed Malvolio was near perfect!" With no hurry, Neil whined as the two walked, hand in hand along the snow-covered street.

"I dunno... it wasn't anything to do with the actors, the actual play was just boring." Todd chuckled as he pushed open the door to their regular end to a date night. One difference, this time the small building was decorated with warm white Christmas lights.

The pair walked inside, wiping their feet on the door mat to ensure they didn't walk snow all through the place. As Neil led Todd to "their" table in the corner, he sighed dramatically. "I can't believe I have a boyfriend who can't appreciate the beauty of Twelfth Night!"

"I'd rather appreciate your beauty," Todd uttered, almost too casually, especially for him. Neil's face flushed a warm tone of pink, juxtaposing the cool pale the cold rendered him.

Todd chuckled at his boyfriend's rapidly reddening face but chose not to torment him any more. Not just yet, anyway.

"Stop laughing! You know I'll get you back later tonight anyways" Neil retorted with a suggestive smirk. He was glad they could have back-and-forths like this. When the pair met, he was scared to say anything that could even slightly hurt his feelings. Now, they'd learnt each other's limits.

As Todd caught wind of what Neil was implying and a similar warm blush crept upon his cheeks, the darker-haired boy slipped up from his seat and headed over to the counter. He didn't even need to ask what Todd wanted, he just knew. It was the little things like this that made him fall more and more in love with Neil every day.

As he came back to the table, Todd pulled out his wallet. "How much?" he questioned with little emotion laced through his voice as he flicked through the notes, preparing to give the assumed amount.

Neil calmly rejected the other boy's money. "Nothing, you paid last time, remember?"

"So? I'm still loaded from my birthday cause my parents finally got the hint I didn't want the same desk set for the third year in a row"

Neil chuckled. "Seriously, babe, it's my turn to pay" He pushed the wallet away. "If anything I should be paying for the pretty company I've been graced with". Todd's face flushed pink again, this time deeper.

"You know calling me pretty makes me awkward.."

"That's exactly why I do it." Neil cooly retorted

Todd decided he wanted to carry on this little game the two had been playing. He grabbed Neil's hand, lifted it up to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss on the back of his hand. Neil's confident demeanour dropped at once.

"So cocky till you're not" Todd teased with a gentle voice. He could actually be quite sassy around those he was comfortable with, it just took time to get to that stage.

"Whatever" Neil muttered with a mock scowl, although there was no malice in his tone. The two smiled at each other and dug into their food. These regular nights were comfortable. These regular nights were simple. These regular nights were the best things that had ever happened to the boys. No matter how basic, they wouldn't change them for the world.

[misc-obeyme]

omg okay this was originally going to be an ask about what you think the ring of wisdom may look like because i wanted to try and hunt something down that was similar to buy (mc has both the ring of light and ring of wisdom by season three I think, and i own the ring of light irl)

BUT THEN i went on the wiki and found out it's made of brass and iron, and also learned that u treasure created the ring of light look since it never appeared in canon (i can dream of them making the other half but unlikely as Solomon is a side character, sad)

AND THEN i was reminded that Michael gave the ring of wisdom to solomon so he could control demons more easily and not have the giant strain. But why give it to him? Why this specific sorcerer? Why aid in that?

So now I'm in a rabbit hole of wondering WHEN solomon got the ring. And if it was after the brothers fell, did Michael do it on purpose? Was he aiming for solomon to become powerful enough to even control the seven of the brothers? AND HOW DID HE FIND SOLOMON AT ALL? I have so many questions now

- ✨ anon

Hmm well if I remember correctly, Solomon gives MC a ring when they become a full fledged sorcerer, but I didn't think it was the Ring of Wisdom that he gave them? Perhaps I misinterpreted that part??

(Side note, I'm almost glad they aren't like to make Solomon's Ring of Wisdom just because OH THE TEMPTATION.)

Anyway, the question is how the heck did Solomon end up with that ring in the first place??

Oh, friend. You have unlocked a CC Solomon Theory because I've thought about this a lot.

I'm going to put it under a read more because of OG and Nightbringer spoilers!

We know almost nothing about the Ring of Wisdom. I can't remember if it's been mentioned in Nightbringer at all. And there may be more instances of it in OG that I'm not remembering. But here are two of the relevant parts:

This is from Lesson 2-2 of OG. He says he used it to create pacts with the 72 demons. Now, it's obvious that Asmo is one of those 72 demons, which means Solomon wouldn't be able to make a pact with him until after Lucifer & co fell. However, I don't think that means that Solomon didn't start making all his pacts before they fell.

This is from Lesson 29-5 in OG. And he says that Michael gave him the ring at a point in his life when he was lost, etc.

What does that mean? Is that before or after Solomon met Barbatos?

Now, there is also a part in Nightbringer where Solomon says that he met a friend back when he was locked up in the basement. He says that his new friend's family came to get them, but that they would come back from time to time and talk to him. He promise the friend he would be a good sorcerer so he could protect humanity.

What if that was Michael?

If it was, maybe Michael gave him the Ring of Wisdom around this time. Maybe Michael did it because he wanted to help Solomon protect humanity.

But this is also the story Solomon couldn't tell MC entirely. He stops part way and says he doesn't have the courage. Which means something else happened then, too. Probably something bad.

So I dunno, this is just a theory. But it could explain why Michael gave Solomon the ring to begin with. If it happened before the brothers fell, his motivation could have purely been to help Solomon protect humanity.

Of course, it's possible that wasn't Michael at all and was actually someone else. In which case we would be back to square one with the question of why Michael gave Solomon the ring.

It would be rather sinister if Michael gave it to Solomon after the brothers fell for the sole purpose of Solomon being able to control them.

It makes sense that Michael would need a human for this because he can't make pacts with the demons himself. But maybe Solomon didn't want to do what Michael wanted him to do and therefore decided to do his own thing instead. He only has a pact with one of the brothers, so he's not exactly going through with that idea.

If Michael is Nightbringer, this could explain why Solomon said that Nightbringer made him who he is. At the same time, it's pretty clear from Solomon's conversation with Nightbringer that he disagrees with Nightbringer and is kinda defiant.

But if Michael is Nightbringer and he's always wanted to control the brothers, that could explain why Nightbringer wanted MC to make pacts with all of them. Perhaps by creating pacts with the brothers in the past, MC has strengthened their pacts with the brothers in the future, too. That could make it easier for MC to control them, especially to control them all at once.

Which is kinda the point of the Ring of Wisdom. As you said, it's meant to allow someone to control multiple demons without it being as draining on the body.

Unfortunately, I still feel like I don't have enough evidence for any of these theories to say for sure that I think they're right. I kinda always thought Solomon's friend was Michael because to me that seems like the scenario that makes the most sense and fits with the Ring of Wisdom situation.

But in the end, I'm hoping they will reveal more about this part of the backstory. Even if I'm totally wrong, I would still very much like to know why Michael gave Solomon the Ring of Wisdom. Because that feels like a really big deal and so far all they've done is just kinda mention it briefly.

ANYWAY well you see I spend too much time thinking about this stuff. But I also have many questions! Here's hoping we get the answers soon!

[mieldyne]

Castlevania thoughts

because I'm obsessed. Slapping this shit under a cut I went cray cray.

Lament of Innocence

Pretty sure that Lisa being the reincarnation of Elizabetha is canon or it's accepted as such. So that.

What if the sickness Elizabetha died from was actually a problematic pregnancy of sorts. I'm not smart but whatever would cause the pregnancy to become fatal before anyone even knew what was happening? Because the middle ages. I dunno that is one fresh faced looking sick chick, is all I'm saying.

I'm convinced that "alchemy" is just witchcraft hiding in plain sight. Basically the same, right. I just want my sexy witch boy Mathias graduating into witchy vamp guy.

200% convinced Leon will name his son after an angel. It's Gabriel ha is that a motherufcking LORDS OF SHADOW REFERENCE-

Mathias learning more about his powers beyond just bat mode and FEELING GREAT. BEING A VAMPIRE IS AWESOME.

What if Mathias really is being chased around Europe by Leon and his family, and cries when he realizes it stopped after a while because Leon died one night? Natural causes perhaps, and Mathias realizes he outlived his friend...

Curse of Darkness

What if Dracula likes Hector because he reminded him of Leon? So he's just grooming himself a Leon 2.0 here and do all the things he never got to do with him?

Dracula does a fucky wucky and accidentally calls Hector "Leon" and has the boy go ??? who dat. Never you mind keep cleaning that pipe.

What if Sypha and Grant actually did show up wouldn't that be cool. Even if it's at the end or something for a cameo. Just. C'mon. It would be cute.

TREFFY BEING A GOOD DAAAAAAAD AAAAAAAAAAAA "Honey you're crying more than I or the baby did." "I'm just so glad he's here, darling, we made this." (doing the Circle of Life pose)

What if Isaac is not kill and is the reason why there are cultists who love Dracula too must exist?

The Adventure & Belmont's Revenge

I know Dracula isn't dead, he survived the end of the first game but here me out. What if he didn't, and that bat was just his soul or whatever. And Soleil is the reason why he's revived, because he wanted to prove his worth as a Belmont and fight Dracula so he's a real man? Then instantly regrets it. Maybe this is why no one in the family ever want this dark secret to be known, aside from the fact that Soleil was possessed. Can't have this on record.

Dracula took Soleil in and was (mostly) nice to him because replacement Alucard. He has a missing son might as well steal someone else's and start over.

I thought about a whole sequence where you could play pre-possession Soleil and explore the main castle. He would have to avoid being caught because he probably has been stripped of his weapons and such. Because. Obviously. Defang the threat. He may be young but he's a Belmont. Naturally, even if he reaches the ground floor and attempts to leave, Dracula has entertained his little game for long enough and isn't playing with his new son anymore.

Castlevania & Simon's Quest

I'm just invested in Simon suffering from slowly being turned into vampire over the course of 7 or so years. But also what if it's more than that, it's Dracula taking over his body and wanting him to suffer while he does it? I've been thinking on this idea for years...

Selena. Simon lovingly married her and then their kid became yet another reference to another (canceled) Castlevania game - Victor. Though in-universe I had written that the two named him because he fought so hard to be born and sentimental stuff about how he would be perhaps the first generation (they hoped) to truly have the choice to pass on their inheritance of the Vampire Killer.

Simon and Selena wanted their baby boy to be able to choose to have a normal life... hahaha. About that... at least Juste isn't doubting things when the inheritance goes directly to him by default because of it right? Naawww. (Okay maybe not him but someone else has a problem with it...)

You know that sword he's got? What if Simon ACTUALLY USES THE SWORD-

Symphony of the Night

The Fairy Card actually being Lisa's soul lingering and singing to a sleepy Alucard the lullaby she may have sung to him when she was alive...

You know those zombie things that look like Alucard's friends? What if they really were the exhumed corpses of Trevor, Sypha and Grant just to really fuck with Alucard? Or maybe just seeing copies of them is enough to trip up Alucard for a little bit.

[winterlogysblog]

4KOTA FANFIC

Note: I wrote this on a whim so it may not be good, but please enjoy

"Sin, what's wrong?" Nasiens asked, wondering why the small pink fox stopped walking.

Lancelot shook his head and started walking again. "It's nothing, I just remembered something, it's not anything you have to worry about."

He looks like them, the similarities are uncanny. He didn't think of too much in the looks department at first, it's just a coincidence he argued to himself but as days passed by he's sure of it... Nasiens... Nasiens is his cousin. He's the child his Uncle lost a long time ago, an event that tormented his heart and soul to this very day. Sometimes, he considers his heart reading to be a curse simply because he can hear everything, he can hear all the things that he shouldn't hear.

"Anne should calm down now." He changed the subject as quickly as he could.

"Yes, your method might be questionable but it certainly made her let out all of those feelings." Nasiens nodded. "Besides, what happened is quite unfortunate, losing his daughter like that."

Lancelot stayed silent for a while before hopping into the topic that would hopefully lead to his desired conversation.

"What about you? We're told that your grandfather found you in the Gorge, ever wonder about your real parents."

"I don't think my parents care about me anyway, they wouldn't abandon me like that if they did," Nasiens answered, glancing at Sin and wondering to himself what made the fox so chatty today.

"You're so sure about it, why is that?" Nasiens picked up a sudden shift in Sin's tone, it's like he's hurt.

"It's just... I can't help but think that they don't want anything to do with me. I mean, they left me in a forest, they probably think I'm already dead."

"Nasiens... Ever heard of a changeling."

"A changeling???"

"It's a ridiculous 'prank' that some fairies like to play where they would switch a fairy baby to a human baby, the Fairy King banned this practice, however, there are always some thick-headed miscreants who are too stupid to listen."

Nasiens gasped. "That's horrible!!"

"I know." Lancelot nodded.

"But, what does that have to do with... Do you mean to tell me that..."

"Don't jump to conclusions yet. I'm not certain, but it's a possibility."

"But, the others didn't tell me anything about this."

"They most likely didn't think of it that way," Sin answered.

"Then, why did you?"

Sin deeply sighed. "It's your magic... Mix Venom, it makes you completely immune to poisons right?" Nasiens nodded in response

"Immunity to poisons is rare in humans, it's commonly found in fairies though, and also one more thing... your scent."

"What about it?" Nasiens fiddled with his fingers, his curiosity about what Sin had been talking about turned to nervousness.

"A faint natural smell of Jasmine, quite interesting for a human."

"It's just a hunch, but you may just be a fairy, my friend." Sin chuckled. "But, what do I know!! It's your choice if you trust me or not."

Nasiens lowered his head. "The fairies in the forest also pointed that out when I was young but... I can't be a fairy!! I can't even fly or have wings!"

"Flightless fairies are surprisingly quite common, and as for the wings... I've been told that the Fairy King was once wingless."

"Sin... what exactly are you trying to say to me?"

"I dunno, like I said it's a hunch, you're found in a forest filled with fairies after all. It could be that your parents just lost you because of this stupid prank, fairy or not."

Nasiens smiled a bit, he didn't understand where it came from but he couldn't help but be glad at the idea of it. But a small thought did cross his mind.

"How do you know all this?" Nasiens asked.

"I'm acquainted with the Fairy King, he's quite knowledgeable about a lot of things."

"Really?! That's amazing!!"

While they're in the conversation of Fairies, Nasiens asks Sin a few things.

"What is he like?"

"Who?" Sin turned to Nasiens.

"The Fairy King, what is he like?" Nasiens asked.

Sin smiled warmly which Nasiens never thought was possible. The fox hopped up and rested on Nasiens' shoulder. "He's the kindest King I know." Sin started talking.

Nasiens smiles as Sin talks, seeing him like this makes Nasiens look at the creature from a different angle, Sin seems happy and cheery, Nasiens doesn't expect the ever-so-serious fox to laugh and giggle as he tells these stories.

"You seem to be more than acquainted with him you two seem to be rather close, for you to act as you do."

Sin chuckles. "I'll probably introduce you guys to him someday."

"Okay, you don't have to go that far." Nasiens sweated nervously.

[genericpuff]

Hey, found you on reddit long long ago and have since been a follower. I wanted to say thanks for all of your essays, for your advice about comics and creative work in general, and especially for the coherent thoughts on webtoon as a company... seeing you do LR and just BE outspoken about the experience of working on webcomics and being a professional artist, it gives lots of people hoping to go into the industry or do that sort of work (myself included) the courage to stand on our feet. I saw in real time that reddit post you analyzed in your last post, and I've made the (honestly pretty scary) decision to stop publishing my own comic on WT completely and abandon ship for a third party site. Still trying to decide which would be best. It sucks feeling like you're abandoning an entire audience, but the knowledge that your work will remain your own and on your own conditions... that's far more valuable at the end of the day. So thanks for the (accidental) help with that decision, and I'll do my part in spreading the word. I really enjoy lore rekindled, thank you for all your efforts and hope you're having a great day :>

Aw hey! It's always humbling to hear that people find strength in my crazy wordy essays LOL I don't particularly like saying 'you're welcome' with this sorta thing so I guess I'll say, no prob, glad I could help? 😆

I understand all too well that fear of 'abandonment'. I'm currently in the process of moving all of my work off WT as well, notifying my readers, all that fun stuff. I've considered using it just as a mirror site for the sake of trying to get audience members, but honestly, I've been using it as my primary site for nearly a decade with no luck so keeping it on the platform even just as a mirror just feels... I dunno, like I'd just be getting the same results regardless. Especially now with the site going in the direction that it is, and the fact that they're clearly moving towards AI, at best I don't want my work to be bringing in the site any more traffic (even if it's just a drop in the bucket) and at worst I don't want my work to get scraped by AI or some shit down the road LOL I often wonder why I've bothered putting up with Webtoons for so long, when I left Tapas over far less. I think it's just the fear of being a disappointment. But really the only person I should be most concerned of disappointing is myself - and I don't want to continue to disappoint myself by sticking it out with a platform that's getting worse by the day.

Something that's helped me reframe my perspective on the "loss" of Webtoons as a platform is just viewing it less as 'abandoning' and more like 'upgrading'- upgrading the environment in which I host my work, so that it can be in a place that works for my goals and stories rather than against them. It's like the golden rule of dealing with employers, if you're not getting adequate raises or proper treatment, then you leverage your skills and experience into a better position. Nothing is forever, including webcomic platforms. But change doesn't have to be a bad thing, so long as you can use it to your advantage somehow.

Take what you can of your audience with you. Encourage them to try new spaces. Turn the transition into a party, get people so excited for it that they'll feel like they're missing out if they don't hop on! Have confidence, even if you don't have everything figured out yet. The readers that truly love your work and want to read it will follow.

And worst case... send me a link to your comic sometime and I'll do what I can ;) I'll see you on the other side of wherever our work ends up (•̀ᴗ•́)و

[echoingvoids]

I Do Care (magnugaard)

Some fluff for @ask-crow-aus. This oneshot significantly shorter than what I've been writing lately, but it's wholesome and fluffy!

Pre-canon AU

Word Count: 770

TW: None!

You can also read it on Wattpad or AO3

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"I needed to hate someone and you're the one I love the most, so it fell on you."

--Gayle Forman

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She was focused. She had been focused for days, barely leaving her lab for anything. Hardly ate and hadn't slept in Notch knew how long.

Magnus hated when she got like this. She'd get so wrapped up in projects that she'd completely neglect herself. Sure, he always made jokes about being glad she was in seclusion, but internally he was stressing about her.

Of course, the other members didn't seem to be too worried. This was an Ellegaard thing, they said, she did it all the time. If too many days went by without seeing her, Gabriel would break in to check on her. 

As much as Magnus loved busting down doors, he knew other, sadly less destructive methods of getting into her space. He used them a lot more frequently than anyone else knew and some even Ellegaard herself didn't know about.

Like right now, he was currently hauling himself in through the one faulty window she had yet to fix. He could see her at the desk, bent over Notch knew what, her head snapping up when she heard him hit the floor with a grunt. "Magnus, we've talked about this. I'm not to be disturbed."

He stood up. "What day is it?"

"Beg your pardon?"

"The date, Ellegaard. Do you know it?"

She pursed her lips. "April 7th."

"Wrong. It's the 8th," he crossed his arms, looking at the bags under her eyes. "When did you last sleep?"

She turned back to the strange contraption on her desk. "Look, I appreciate your concern, and I have been sleeping. Everything's going well."

"Ellie, we have barely seen you at all in three days."

"I'm sure you're enjoying causing destruction without me to stop you."

"Yeah, well it gets boring without you around to mess up my plans," he sighed. "Come out, Ellie. Get some food, have a nap. And I mean real food, not whatever army-style crap you have stored in here."

"Coming from you."

"Ellegaard."

She looked over at him again. "I'm so close to a breakthrough, Magnus."

"You say that every time. And I'll come back in a few hours to find you passed out on your desk. Argue with me, I dare you."

She opened her mouth then closed it again, eyebrows furrowing together. Her arms crossed then uncrossed before she sighed. "I'm surprised you care so much."

"Of course I care. It's you, Ellie. We may be different as night and day, but what's the moon without the sun?"

Pleasant surprise flashed across her fingers. "Now where did you learn that poetic bit?"

"Dunno. Been hanging around you too much, most likely," he walked over to her, hugging her from behind and resting his chin are her shoulder. "So. What are you working on?"

"You want to know?"

"Hell, why not. Surely you'll bore me to sleep and then you'll actually take the hint."

Her brown eyes rolled but she obliged him, explaining the contraption she was working on. She'd twist to look at his face every so often, see just how awake he was, and found him completely enthralled. She knew he understood maybe up to half of what she was saying and yet...the look on his face showed complete interest. It threw her off a bit but it was...nice.

She kept going, eventually setting down her inventions and working on other tangents. And Magnus continued to listen to her, gently tugging her to a chair until they were both seated, her on his lap. He'd offer some sort of ridiculous input, causing her to roll her eyes, but smile nonetheless. 

She didn't know when she had fallen asleep. Only that she woke up with curled against Magnus, her head on his chest. His breathing was even and slow, one arm around her while the other dangled over the side of the chair. She carefully lifted her head, looking at how his mouth hung slightly open and the fuzz that covered his jaw.

She smiled and lay her head back down, watching the sun start to stream in through the windows of her lab. A square of light perfectly illuminated her desk, inviting her to go and continue her work, but...she didn't want to. At least, not yet. Magnus was warm and she couldn't remember the last time she had felt so relaxed.

He shifted in his sleep, hand sliding down her back and a quiet snort escaped him before he shifted. He luckily didn't wake and after a moment longer, Ellegaard pressed a kiss to his cheek and went back to sleep.

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[metallicaislife]

Childhood Friends

A/N: omg this is the longest fic I've written so far. It flowed so smoothly out of my brain I'm gonna cry. 🥹💚

Genre: Fluff, suggestive themes and brief mentions of smut but not explicit

Word Count: 2,180

Warnings: Smoking

When I was young I had a neighbor. He was my best friend. From dawn until dusk we hung out. Whether we wandered the neighborhood on an adventure or at his house as he practiced the bass. He was the kind of person we didn’t need to have constant conversation with to be comfortable. I was absolutely heartbroken at age 14 when my family moved to be closer to my dad’s parents. We called each other every once in a while, but that soon stopped as we got busy with the lives we had going on around us. I’m now in my 20’s and I think about him every so often, I hope he’s doing well, and that all his dreams came true.

It was a typical night, I came home from work. Had a small dinner and curled up on the couch to watch my favorite sitcom. The phone started ringing so I got up to answer it.

“Hello?” 

“Is this, Y/N?” A deep calm voice came over the receiver. 

“Speaking. Who is this?” I asked.

“It’s Cliff.” He spoke. My eyes widened. 

“Cliff? Like Cliff Burton?” I asked. He chuckled. 

“Yeah, it’s me. How are you?” He asked. My heart was thrumming against my chest. 

“I’m doing well. How are you? How did you get my number?” 

“Glad to hear. I’m doing great. I took a chance and looked in a phone book.” He answered me. I laughed. 

“I dunno why I never thought of that.” I said. 

“I called because my band is going to be in your neck of the woods, I’d love it if you came to our show.” 

“You’re in a band?” I asked excitedly. Cliff chuckled.

“Yeah, I am. We’re called Metallica. Do you know where the bar on Main Street and 9th is?” He asked. 

“Sure do. When is the show?” I grinned, feeling giddy. 

“Tomorrow night. Sorry it’s short notice.” He said. 

“Don’t worry about it, I’m just glad you called. What time is it?” 

“8. I’ll buy you a drink after.” He said. 

“God, last time I saw you we were kids. Where’d the time go?” I leaned against my wall. 

“It’s been far too long. I’m excited to see you.” He said, I could hear the smile in his voice. 

“Me too.” I replied. 

“I gotta go, but I’ll see you tomorrow. Have a good night.” 

“Thanks, see ya tomorrow Cliff.” I said and hung up. 

I pinched myself. Yup that happened. I didn’t fall asleep watching ‘Cheers’ and dreamed of that conversation. I squealed in excitement. 

The following day went by quickly, which I was super grateful for. When I knew Cliff he was playing Thin Lizzy on his bass. I’m curious to see what kind of music he plays. I found a comfortable but cute outfit and left to go to the bar. 

I got a cocktail and waited around. Soon the band Metallica was announced. I spotted him straightaway. It was hard not to. I thought he was tall when we were young. He grew so much more. He was tall and lanky yet toned, his auburn hair long and unruly. His hazel eyes met mine and he grinned. The same smile that brightened my days all those years ago. I smiled back and gave a small wave. 

I’d never heard anything like their music before. It was loud and fast. Absolutely electrifying. I was mesmerized by Cliff, his head banging and the passion emanated off him. 

“Thanks everyone!” The lead singer and rhythm guitarist waved. Cliff caught my eye again and motioned for me to head backstage. I gave a nod and made my way back. He was leaning against a wall with his hands in his pockets. He looked up and grinned. He pushed off the wall and walked toward me pulling me into a bone crushing hug. I hugged him back tightly, uncaring that he was sweaty from his performance. He pulled back and held my shoulders studying me. I grinned staring back up at him. 

“Come on, I’ll introduce you to my bandmates then we’ll get a drink and catch up.” He shifted, placing his arm around my shoulder as he took me back to the green room. 

The drummer was sprawled on a couch fanning himself, the guitarist was drinking some water while sitting on a chair and the lead singer was packing up his equipment.

“Hey guys, I want to introduce you to my childhood friend.” Cliff said. They all looked in our direction and I gave a small wave. 

“Y/N, this is Lars.” He pointed to the drummer, “Kirk,” then to the guitarist, “and James.” He motioned to the lead singer. “Guys this is Y/N, we used to be neighbors growing up.” He introduced. 

“Nice to meet you guys.” I smiled at them. 

“Nice to finally meet you, we’ve heard so much about you. Our guy Cliff here talks about you a lot.” James said. Cliff shot him a look and I stifled a small laugh as my cheeks heated up. 

“Anyways, I already packed my things. We’re gonna go get a drink and catch up.” Cliff said steering me out of the dressing room before any of the others had a chance to say anything. I turned back to wave at them before we exited the room. 

“So you talk about me, huh?” I asked, jabbing him in the ribs playfully. 

“I mean, yeah. You’re really the only person I hung out with until I started playing in bands.” He confessed. I smiled but didn’t say anything further. 

He got us a couple beers and we found a place to sit. 

I was a little worried it would be awkward, we hadn’t seen each other or even talked in years. It was so comfortable though, telling Cliff what I’d been up to, and listening to his stories about how he’s gotten to where he’s at. 

The night was coming to a close and there was a part of me that wondered if this was it. Would I only see him if he came to town for a show? The kind of friends that saw each other maybe once a year to catch up. I didn’t want that. 

“I wanna see you again, soon.” Cliff said as we walked in the crisp night air. 

“Me too.” I responded. 

“You know I thought you moving away was the end of the world. You’re only 45 minutes away though.” He chuckled. 

“As kids that might as well be across the country.” I laughed, he laughed too. 

“Well now we aren’t kids.” He said.

“No we aren’t.” I replied, “So I'll see you soon then?” I asked. He nodded. “Good.” I smiled. He hugged me again and we parted ways.

True to his word, Cliff called the following night, and we made plans to see each other again. Over the course of a few months, we saw each other as much as we could and talked almost every night. Sometimes we didn’t even talk. He’d call and play the bass for me. I knew that I had missed him, but I hadn’t realized how much until he was in my life again. 

“We’re having a party on Saturday, I want you to come.” Cliff said over the phone. 

“Yeah, I can make that. What’s the address?” I asked. I wrote it down as he relayed it to me, and the time, but he said I could come over whenever. 

I took a bus to El Cerrito. I was lucky enough to find the house pretty easily. The party was in full swing. Cliff was on the porch as I walked up. He saw me and his eyebrow furrowed. 

“Where’s your car?” He asked and exhaled his cigarette smoke. 

“In the shop, it’s been giving me trouble so I caught a bus here. I don’t mind, I'll take one home too.” I replied and stuck my hand out. He placed a cigarette in it, I placed it in my lips and he flicked his lighter so I could light it. 

“Don’t be silly, I’ll take you home.” He said. 

“No, it’s okay.” I said. I looked up and his face was stern. 

“Yes, I will drive you home.” Cliff said with finality. I nodded. 

“Thanks.” I replied. Lars came bounding out of the house. 

“I know you like keeping Y/N all to yourself but it’s a party Burton!” Lars said and grabbed my wrist. I laughed as he dragged me into the house. Cliff rolled his eyes and followed after us. 

The night was filled with laughter as we made memories I will carry with me until the end of my days. 

The party wound down and people were falling asleep. 

“Ready to go?” Cliff asked me as I leaned against the porch smoking a cigarette.

“Yup.” I smiled and put the cigarette out. 

Neither of us got obliterated like the others so we were good for travel. 

“Next time I’ll spend the night so we can party a little harder.” I said. 

“You’re always welcome to.” Cliff grinned and opened the car door for me. I slid in and buckled up. Cliff got in and started the car. 

“There are some tapes in the glovebox.” He said. I opened it up and looked through them. I smiled seeing the first Thin Lizzy album he shared with me, ‘Vagabonds of the Western World’. I put it in, his face lit up as the music played through the speakers. 

The car ride was mostly silent, occasionally singing along to the music. I stared out the window, and I could feel what I’ve been wanting to say to him for a couple weeks bubbling beneath the surface. 

“I love you.” I said aloud as I continued staring at the darkness outside. 

“I love you, too.” Cliff replied. 

“No, Cliff, I’m in love with you.” I said refusing to look in his direction. I don’t think my heart could handle it if I saw a look of disgust pass across his features. His hand came to rest on my thigh and gave it a comforting squeeze. I finally tore my gaze from the darkness and looked over feeling completely vulnerable. He kept his gaze on the road, but he glanced over, the look on his face the opposite of what I had imagined. 

“I’m in love with you, too.” He replied. I smiled and placed my hand on his, giving it a squeeze as I looked back out the window. A huge weight felt as if it had been lifted from my shoulders. 

We arrived at my place not long after and he walked me to the door. 

“Why don’t you spend the night, it’d be silly to drive all the way here just to head back.” I offered as I unlocked my door. 

“I think you’re just trying to get into my pants.” He teased me as he moved my hair out the way so he could place a kiss on my neck. 

“Maybe a little of both.” I teased back. I opened the door and he followed me in. He shut and locked my door. He turned around and placed his hands on my waist. We stared at one another. The only sound is our even breathing. Cliff tucked my hair behind my ear, he cupped my face and brought his lips down to meet mine. I’ve been kissed before, but never like this. It took my breath away. 

We stumbled clumsily through my apartment giggling and losing clothes along the way. We laid in bed and worshiped each other for hours. Learning each other's bodies inside and out. 

We laid in each other's arms, sweaty and worn. I traced soft shapes on his chest as he tickled my back. 

“How are you feeling?” Cliff asked softly. 

“Content.” I replied and kissed his chest. Cliff chuckled. 

“Thank you for telling me how you feel.” He said. 

“If I held it in any longer I think I would’ve combust.” I replied and placed my chin on his chest so I could look at him. His hazel eyes in the dim light held so much love and adoration. I hoped as he looked back he could see that same look mirrored in my eyes. “Thanks for reaching out and inviting me to your show. If you hadn’t, we probably wouldn’t be here.” I said. 

“It was a long shot, but I really missed you. I loved you back then, ya know. But I never could have imagined how much further I could have fallen for you.” He said. My heart skipped a beat and buried my head in his chest. He chuckled and kissed my head. 

I wish I had a Time Machine so I could go back and tell the heartbroken girl that had to move away from her best friend that it wouldn’t be that way forever. She was able to grow up and fall deeply in love with the quiet boy next door who played his bass so passionately.

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-Isa

[robinmage]

part 1 of my loosey goosey ch109 translation for my fellow impatient people

i got too tired to finish the rest, ill work more on it tomorrow. i was going to hold it until i was done but its interesting enough that i wanted to share so far :)

***I AM VERY FAR FROM BEING FLUENT IN JAPANESE PLS TAKE THIS WITH A GRAIN OF SALT THIS IS JUST FUN PRACTICE FOR ME***

elder: "....so i see, zoey is coming home. i never thought he would return to the village. unbelievable for such a frail child to not only "awaken", but also "take flight"*(literally "flapping [of wings]). its been many decades since we witnessed such atavism, its very auspicious"

zoeys mom: "... we're going to be busy, preparing for the celebration :)"

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alan: "oi! over here!"

chise: "zoey!"

zoey: "im home!"

alan: "welcome home, zoey!"

alan: "you all must be from the college, thank you for coming with zoey all this way. nice to meet you, i'm alan ivey, zoey's dad. welcome to the gorgon village!"

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chise: "its healing nicely, and i don't think it will scar."

lucy: "healing is the itchiest part..."

lucy: "stop looking so defeated! the attack wasn't your fault. you were the one who actually stopped the monster, you should be proud of it!"

zoey: "o..okay....."

(chise: how many times have we heard this conversation?

ruth: i dunno.....)

chise: "by the time we leave, you wont even need the ointment anymore."

lucy: "that's good."

zoey: "i was worried when my dad said he couldn't come see me, but i'm glad we all got permission to go to the village instead."

chise: "elias and me and lucy makes three guests.... not everyone can come with us. i always stick with elias, and lucy was invited in your letter. but philomela is still under observation, rian doesn't have permission, and isaac said he would be busy with something else. i'm glad elias is the teacher that's accompanying us. most gorgons hate sorcery..... or rather, alchemists."

zoey: "yeah, i guess so. so in the end, we just leave without knowing why the monster attacked us."

chise: "well the teachers said it might have wanted you because it saw you were a gorgon."

zoey: "maybe, but we cant confirm that. it was scary... both my goggles and earmuffs just broke apart... what if i accidentally turn a person into stone?"

chise: "i hope there's a magic cure in case of emergencies...."

ruth: "some fairies cast similar curses. in those cases, you would either have to directly attack the caster of the curse, or transfer the curse onto someone else."

chise: "to zoey... directly..?"

zoey: "no way..."

zoey: "i'm happy as i am now... studying can be hard, but i've made friends at the college. i'm starting to feel more comfortable with my senses... back at home i would just stay in all day, but now i'm getting out and doing things."

zoey: "atavism... why?! this is going to cause so many problems!! what will i do if i get kicked out of the college? what if i'm not allowed to leave my village?"

lucy: "you're scaring yourself with guesses. either way, we have to go to the village first."

zoey: "but..."

chise: "lucy, whats this you're writing?"

lucy: "extracurricular application form. i have to submit it or else ill be considered absent from class without permission."

chise: "...does that mean i have to submit one too?!"

zoey: "and me?!"

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alan: "was it hard to get all the way here?"

chise: "we took a plane and then a bus, its my first time travelling in a while."

lucy: "we were stopped at a checkpoint for a few days for inspection, i was surprised."

alan: "the gorgon village is highly protected. there is even strict rules for interactions between the villagers and outsiders. i had a hard time getting into the village at first, too"

zoey: "hey dad, is mom doing well?"

alan: "your mom is in bed, i tried asking the elder to come with me, but..."

alan: "aah, but everything is well! i'm just a little tired."

zoey: "are you resting?"

alan: "look! were here! this is the gorgon village. the settlement was built by carving their homes into the mountainside. and with the help of the spirits of the mountain, a sort of "blindfold" covers the village. any ordinary person who wanders in here wouldn't be able to tell that there's a settlement here. i'm glad we were able to make it here before dark."

zoey: "i'm home, mom!"

zoeys mom: "welcome home, zoey"

alan: "i'm home, my spring star :)"

zoeys mom: "are you my sons friends? i, and this village, welcome you."

chise: "...its a little hard to communicate, since gorgon's way of pronouncing words is different*(the structure of the mouth is different), right?"

zoeys mom: "so you've studied! i've been able to learn how to listen, but speaking is still difficult, so i get a little "help""

(chise: light particles... a spirit?)

zoey: "we gorgons have a close relationship with the mountain spirits... "they" are the ones who help us when we communicate with outsiders"

elias: "i thought it would be more isolated, i suppose they can't be self-sufficient in everything."

alan: "that's right! there are many things we need. the translations don't always work depending on "their" mood, so you need to be capable of observing and inferring based on what you've learned."

alan: "its too cold to be standing and talking outside, lets head in"

[howlingday]

Persemblance

1 / 2 / (3) / 4

So, you decided to watch the midnight channel.

Blake: Guess who's wearing her kitty panties~!

Neptune: (Via scroll) DUUUUUUUUUUUDE~!.

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Coal's & Son's

Neptune: Yo! I got some stuff out of my closet~!

PFFFT!

Neptune: Guess what's better than a rake~!

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Vasilias Residence

Neptune: DAAAD! WHERE DO WE KEEP THE RAILGUNS?!

Papa Vasilias: HALL CLOSET!

Neptune: OKAY, COOL!

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Neptune: Hey, everyone! I LOVE RAILGUNS~!

Police: ...

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I WILL NOT WAVE RAILGUNS AROUND IN A FOOD COURT. I WILL NOT WAVE RAILGUNS AROUND IN A FOOD COURT. I WILL NOT WAVE RAILGUNS AROUND IN A FOOD COURT. I WILL NOT WAVE RAILGUNS AROUND IN A FOOD COURT. I WILL NOT MAKE FRIENDS WITH GANGSTERS. I WILL NOT MAKE FRIENDS WITH GANGSTERS. I WILL NOT MAKE FRIENDS WITH GANGSTERS. I WILL NOT MAKE FRIENDS WITH GANGSTERS.

Qrow: (Sips coffee)

Neptune: (Muttering) Lame ass railguns...

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Neptune: Okay, so, apparently, bringing a weapon into a food court is against the law now...

Clover: Speaking of against the law, WHO WANTS TO TALK ABOUT MURDERS~?!

Clover: Don't tell anyone I said this, buuut Blake Belladonna missing and we kiiinda think she's the killer.

Neptune: Huh?!

Clover: Yeah, and-

Qrow: (Dynamic Entry!)

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Then, at a weapon's shop...

Neptune: Wow, Yang! Glad you know about a place like this! Now we just need to figure out a way to get into Coal's without getting arrested.

Yang: Hey! No one will notice if we hide them under our uniforms!

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CLANK! CLANK! CLANK! CLANK! CLANK!

Yang: Whoa~! It's a castle!

Somewhat: It might be dangerous in there, so we'll need to be carefu-

Yang: HERE I GOOOOOO~!

Somewhat: Wait, what?

Neptune: OH, WHAT THE HELL, YANG?!

?Blake?: (Sighs) Yang is the best friend ever~!

Yang: Blake?!

?Yang?: Oh, I'm sorry! Was that Blake just now?

Yang: Huh?

?Yang?: I dunno! I don't speak SKANKY WHORE.

Neptune: (Eating popcorn)

Somewhat: (Eating popcorn)

Yang: Wh-What?! That's not how I think of her at all!

?Yang?: Yeah, whatever! Terrible friend...

Yang: NO! YOU'RE NOT ME!

DOMINATRIX BIKER GIIIRL~! GARU! Then Yang got a persona.

Yang: Neat~! Okay! Let's go save Blake!

Yang: YAAA- (Falls over)

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Qrow: So, when can I expect an explanation for why you and some kid from school had swords at the food court today?

Qrow: I mean, I AM a detective and we ARE investigating a MURDER right now-

Ruby: Uncle Qrow, are you two fighting?

Qrow: Ruby-

Ruby: UNCLE QROW, WHY ARE YOU FIGHTING?! STOP FIGHTING! STOP FIGHTING! YOU PROMISED YOU'D STOP FIGHTING!

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Goodwitch: Hello, this is Glynda. You know, the really pissed off looking woman who hangs with Ozpin.

Oh, okay. You wondered how she got your scroll-

Goodwitch: Okay, I know your friend is going to die in a few days, but you really need to join a sports club, so get on that.

CLICK!

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Okay! It's sportsclub time! There's basketball and soccer! Let's check them out!

Marrow: Hey! I'm Marrow Amin! You know what I like? Balls.

Marrow: I LOOOVE THEM BALLS~!

Marrow: You need me to throw balls at you guys? 'Cause I've got all kinds of balls~!

???: Dude, you gotta stop polishing those balls!

Marrow: I CAN'T STOP, MAN! THESE BALLS ARE ON FIRE! RAAAGH!

You decided not to join a sports club.

Marrow: Hey, wait, come back~!

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SOCIAL LINK GO!

Neptune: (Chewing) Dude, this steak is awesome.

RANK UP!

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HEY! You're not done! Go join a culture club! You decided to check out the band first.

Velvet: Who wants to help me overcome my SELF-ESTEEM ISSUES?!

You decided to join drama.

Velvet: NOOOO~! SENPAAAI~!

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Okay, enough screwing around! Let's go save Blake!

Neptune/Somewhat/Yang: YAAAY~!

?Blake?: BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH

Yang: There she is! I wonder what deep, dark secrets Blake's been hiding from us all this time...

?Blake?: I don't like being forced to inherit my family's business~.

Blake: NOOO! HOW DARE YOU! YOU'RE NOT ME!

IT'S SYMBOLIC~!

Grimm Blake: CA-CAAAW!

BUFU!

Grimm Blake: SHIT!

Yang: (Hugging Blake, Sobbing) I'M SO SORRY, BLAKE~!

Blake: (Hugging Yang, Sobbing) I LOVE YOU, YANG~!

Blake has obtained the person, Bumba- Bamble- FUCK IT.

Somewhat: Now who wants to get naked~?

Neptune: Okay, guys, let's head back so Blake can get some rest.

Yang: Yeah~!

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Qrow: Ruby, I'm home!

Ruby: !!!

Qrow: And I brought this strange man from work with me!

Ruby: ...

Clover: So I heard somebody wanted to talk about MURDERS~! Because don't tell anyone I said this, buuut-

Qrow: (Backhands)

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You met all your friends after school to discuss Blake's kidnapping.

Yang: Blake, do you remember anything about when you were kidnapped?

Blake: No.

RANK UP!

Neptune: Now let's celebrate by eating other people's food!

Neptune: CHOMP!

Yang: WHAT-

Neptune: Shut up! I'm buying you steak!

Blake: M... My... fried... to... fu...

Neptune: Uh, Blake?

Blake: My fried tofu... My fried tofu! My fried tofu! MY FRIED TOFU! MY FRIED TOFU!

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Somewhat: Blake-chwan~! I made you these glasses!

Blake: I'm still mad.

Blake: (Puts on glasses) PFFFFHAHAHAHA! YOU ALL LOOK SO RIDICULOUS! THESE ARE THE BEST GLASSES EVER! YANG, YOU HAVE TO WEAR THESE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

... Shut up. It's an endearing character trait.

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Qrow: So, uh, I might be able to get the weekend off.

Ruby: (Gasps) Does this mean we can go on a trip?!

Qrow: Anywhere you want, kiddo!

Ruby: YAAAY~! THIS TRIP IS GONNA BE THE BEST EVER AND I'M GONNA PACK UP ALL MY STUFF AND WE'RE GONNA GO TO THE BEACH AND LOOK AT CRABS AND GO SWIMMING AND I'M SO EXCITED THAT WE'RE GONNA HAVE SO MUCH FUN AND-

RIIING~!

Ruby: Oh, that must be Uncle Qrow! (Answers) Hello, Uncle Qrow?

Ruby: ...Mhm?

Ruby: ...

Ruby: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH~! (Slam)

Qrow: Hey, uh, you know how I said we were gonna go on a trip for the weekend? Uh... J-Just kidding~!

Qrow: (Throbbing music behind him) It's, uh... official police business. Can't talk about it.

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Neptune: Hey, don't take it so hard, Ruby!

Neptune: IT'S NOT LIKE YOUR MOM IS DEAD OR ANYTHING!

Ruby: WHA?!

Neptune: So, who wants soda?

Blake: Ha ha~!

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Hey, you wanna hang out at the train station? Whoops! The train station actually sucks. Now check out this sweet dog!

Zwei: (Barks)

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Qrow: Happy Children's Day, Ruby~! Here, I got you something~!

Ruby: !!!

Ruby: (Holds up baby boy clothes) Oooh, a t-shirt! (Holding in tears) W-Wow, look at the f-funny design! Ha ha ha ha! Y-Yay!

Qrow: You like it? I got it on sale!

Qrow: I got you something, too!

Opening the bag, you find a very small speedo with the words "Cute Pie" on one side.

Qrow: (Gives thumbs up)

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Yang: Hey, Neptune, exams are coming up!

Neptune: Aw, maaan~! Hey, Blake, maybe we could study togeth- URGH!

Blake: (Recovers fist from hitting his face) Oh, I'm sorry! You meant studying, weren't you? I had no idea!

Neptune: Why...

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Mid-Terms start today! Did you study hard? What number comes after 2? a. 1 b. 5 c. 10 d. 3

Neptune: (Thinking) CRAPCRAPCRAP CRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAP

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SOCIAL LINK GO! Happy drama funtime!

???: Your mom is in the hospital.

Whitley: AAAAAAAAH! I HATE MY DAAAD!

And then going to drama got REALLY awkward.

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TV: Tonight! Biker gangs! In YOUR neighborhood!.

Ruby: Yaaay~!

Cardin: GET BENT GET BENT GET BENT

Qrow: Hey, that's Cardin Winchester. He should be in school.

Sounds like your next party member! You should watch the Midnight Channel.

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Neptune: Okay, let's discuss what we saw on the midnight channel-

Blake: HA HA HA HA YANG YOU ARE SOOO FUNNY HEE HEE HEE!

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You watched again while eating Ruby's science homework.

Cardin: (Appears on screen)

Neptune: (Via scroll) Hey, do you have any idea who that was just now because I-

"It's Cardin, you idiot."

Neptune: Oh. By the way, Yang or Blake? Which one is your type?

STEAKSTEAKSTEAKSTEAKSTEAKSTEAK

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Yang Blake Both >Can I wait until I have more girls to choose from?<

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Emerald: DID SOMEBODY SAY GIRLS?!

Emerald: Because I'm a boy, just so you know.

Emerald: Mr. Winchester, let us engage in gentlemanly things.

Cardin: Are you hitting on me?

Neptune: Cardin's planning something with that weird boy!

You should check it out!

Neptune: Okay!

Neptune: Alright, guys! Who's ready for a stakeout?!

Yang: WHO SAID STEAK?!

Neptune: We should split into teams.

Who do you want to go with? >Yang< Blake Neptune NO. You don't have a social link with Blake yet!

Blake: HA HA!

Blake: BOYSBOYSBOYSBOYSBOYSBOYS

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Neptune: Wow... We totally stand out...

Yang: Please get off my back.

Cardin: What are you guys doing?

Neptune: Watching you hang out with a dude!

Yang: Not that there's anything wrong with that!

Neptune: Yeah, I mean, if you like dudes.

Cardin: YOU SAYIN' I LIKE DUDES?

Neptune/Yang: ...

And then there was a wacky chase scene!

Neptune/Yang: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Cardin: NOOO, COME BACK, I LOVE GIRLS!

Neptune: Hey, but can we ask you something?

Cardin: What?

Neptune: Has anything... strange happened to you lately?

Cardin: Strange? YOU SAYIN' I LIKE DUDES?

Cardin: TAKIN' YOU PUNKS DOWN! RAAAA

You know what? Let's just stick to the midnight channel.

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Blake: (Via scroll) Hey, Cardin's gone missing! What do you think?

Eh, I dunno >He's in the TV< You wanted to say that, but you didn't have enough COMMON SENSE.

Blake: Let's be extra careful!

Okay, okay! Watch the midnight channel already!

Cardin: I'm Cardin Winchester and I enjoy naked men~. Oh yeah~.

Neptune: !!!

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[undomesticated-animal]

Tw: Weight loss and dysphoria conversation incoming, skip along if you prefer

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Okie dokie. So like. The last 7yrs or so have been a health nightmare for me. But having an organ fail at the beginning of last year really kicked off a scary decline. Even tho surgery helped so so much and I'm glad it happened, I also haven't been able to stabilize medically since. Until maybe the last 2-3 months. Coming out of the past year has been such a relief, and I really am doing amazing [when graded on a curve] so I'm glad. I do REALLY well on the intramuscular B shots, and having a smaller mid-week boost between my usual doses has been fucking life saving tbh.

And the place I get my smaller dose shot offers them two ways. One JUST the B. The other is B and a weightloss cocktail. The cocktail is lipo and a whole host of vitamins to force start metabolism. And like. I didn't get it for the weight loss. Hell, I'd just finished losing almost 80 pounds WITHOUT intervention because I was so malnourished for a year after my surgery. I did not want to lose weight. But the cocktail has been a fucking life saver. When I have it and the prescribed weekly dose, I consistently eat without issue. When one drops out, I start having trouble with my food intolerances again. I don't know exactly why it's making such a big difference, but it is.

First my weight loss stabilized. I stayed the same weight for an entire month.

Then my weight started dropping again. But for the first time in my life, it was dropping at a safe rate. I've only lost about 10-15 pounds in the last 3 months. It's happening slowly enough that my skin is staying fully elastic and shrinking with the weight loss. I am the smallest I've been in like 17 years. One the one hand, I like how I look now. On the other hand, I know what my body would look like if I keep going like this. If I was 150 or so again? 180 if I can build up the muscle? Man. What a fuckin siren call.

I don't think it matters what actually happens. I started the shots for stabilization of my malnutrition and it's gonna be a WHILE before they stop being liad bearing. At my current pace, I could probably hit those weights in six months or less. There is no world in which I can medically afford to stop before 6 months anyway. Probably not for at least 10-14 months tbh given my current rates of change for decomp. So like. I'm gonna lose whatever weight I'm gonna lose. And it's not gonna matter. I tried the B shot alone and it wasn't as effective, it really only helped with fatigue, but I still had the digestive failure. I can't afford to give up anything that keeps my digrstive system functional, it's the biggest point of failure my health has and has already almost killed me like three times now lmfao.

So I'm gonna have to make my peace with whatever happens. And that's fine, I'll do it. I just worry. I worry that I won't like my body anymore. I worry that I might like it better than the one I have now. I worry that losing the weight will put my health at risk. I worry that people will treat me differently, better, worse, whatever. It doesn't really matter. I don't like thinking about how people make judgements or assessments of my body when they look at me frankly [ironic, given I'm posting this on my porn blog where pictures of me are easy to find and I am constantly interacting with people's assessment of my body lol].

I dunno man. I just keep thinking about how annoying it is to have to keep resizing my clothes and buying new compression gear lmfao. It's like $250/set of compression gear every time and hours of sewing, lol. But also. Woof. Boy, howdie. I saw the pictures of my family members when they were young and healthy. Maybe it's weird to say, but my family is literally known for their good looks, we have a dozen beauty queens, models, and actors. I like how I look now. Many of the things I like about myself won't change even if I keep losing weight. My proportions are insane, and the way they shrink with weight loss only exaggerates that effect. Does that mean I'll still like my body since it kept the aesthetic? I really hope so. I've worked so hard to get to a place where I was "healthy and happy," so to speak lol and I think I might lose my shit a little if that goes away. I think I'm also worried about what it will feel like for my partners to watch it happen. I know most of them have some raw spots around weight and body image, and I know they wouldn't take it out on me if this is hitting nerves, but like. I don't want them to doubt how much I adore and desire them, exactly as they are. I don't want them to feel ashamed if people make it weird when we're out together. I don't want them to feel pressured to change because I have.

I think the only piece of this that I need to make sure I'm proactive about is the physio and weight training. Setting aside how critical both have always been for my health lol, I absolutely refuse to be thin AND undertoned. I would simply rather die. So. Real good chance I'm about to become the world's most chaotic muscle dyke lmao