#filthy!camilla

[outrealms-filth-factory]

Camilla was over the moon, swaying and humming and doing nothing to conceal her growing erection as she wandered back to her chambers this chilly Nohrian eve. It was finally happening. There would be no more secrets, no more confusion, no more silence. She would be in her chambers tonight, and they would make even the heavens aware of their love tonight, regardless of consequence. Camilla's breath hitched and her balls throbbed... she reached for the doors to her chambers and couldn't be happier at the beauty in her bed. Her heart's desire... @vorishidiot

[starberry-cupcake]

if my silly recaps and my reactions bring a small smile to your face or remind you of a book you love in these trying times, it's all worth it ♥ I'm hugging you softly and telling you I'm here for you ♥

previously, in harrowcita del 9:

this happened

EPIPARODOS

9 months and 29 days before the emperor's murder

I need you all to know I'm reading all of these announcements of time stamps for the emperor's murder like this

I spent these past 2 days marinating on this time stamp and making math in my head with the fact that harrow told palmolive that he's been in his river loft for 8 months

and being like "is this gonna be the Explanation????"

sort of

remember when I said harrow was probably the one who did the mind tampering or, at least, it was done with her consent?

I WAS CORRECT

I also said maybe it had to do with the emperor and his murder but that's not yet been clarified

harrow is asking yandere twin to help her do a brain procedure to forget stuff

for reasons that will be partially disclosed later

basically, it's like if she was asking her to cut her hair for her, but more metal

yandere twin also sort of dunks on palmolive and harrow goes like "you wash your third house filthy mouth before talking about my bestie palmolive sextus like that"

she didn't say that word by word, she said "I may have been Sextus's necromantic superior; but he was the better man. You are not even so worthy of that brain as to wipe its bloodied remnants from the wall."

which is kinda similar in concept

camilla would have high-fived her for that one

yandere twin is trying to convince harrow not to do the brain hair cut because it's dangerous and potentially useless

as if that has ever stopped someone from the ninth from doing crazy shit

harrow tells yandere twin that if she thinks becoming a lyctor doesn't mean they're more trapped than ever, she's delulu

harrow also exhibits one golden eye

and I'm like WAS GIDEON SLURPED IN THE END???? I WAS HOLDING OUT FOR HOPE!!!!

yandere twin says "time to absolutely fuck you up"

cue brain makeover montage with this song

please imagine it with that song, I need you to see my vision

I swear it's very important

I didn't mention it before but this chapter was narrated by yandere twin

sponsored by chad aka babs aka nebarius...was it nebarius or naberius? anyway

she says that harrow's brain makeover is a "destructive, romantic, ridiculous act"

I sure hope so

she also says she's gonna marry harrow, but probably not

I sure hope not, because it's not my ship, yandere twin, I'm sorry

I like you, but not for harrow

ACT FIVE

CHAPTER 40, 41, 42

I'm grouping these all together because they're a ~theme~

the fact that the titles of them are like ?????????? is very much the spirit of these recaps

thank you, author, I see your vision

these are other aus, much like the canaan house gideon-less au, but with different scenarios

first au has a broken IX skull, it takes place in the ninth and harrow is called "nova" instead of "nonagesimus"

in it, she's fighting ortus, or attempting to

because harrow wants ortus to give her the spot of cavalier primary

which is very regina george twin and chad behavior, they had a similar situation going on, but they resolved it with biting

as you do in the third house

(I just wached a yt video in which a person was called 'babs' and they said the name so many times it's starting to make me want to name chad correctly)

(it's fixing my brain)

she also mentions a Reverend Daughter who isn't her

she doesn't seem to like the other reverend daughter, even if she stepped in to intercede for her at one time, and ortus and her argue about it until crux comes in

it's giving gideon and harrow switching spots, in a way, although gideon never wanted to be cavalier primary

neither did ortus

regina george twin is the only one fighting for that spot

she is made to go and apologize to two pilgrims standing there and, when she does, it's abby and magnus from the fifth

and abby says "this isn't how it happens"

our favorite phrase

next au has a V broken skull and takes place in a ball

there is a Divine Highness who is looking for a bride and this is a dance to present suitors to her

the sixth house isn't dancing or joining in on the party, wich is another tick on my personal checklist of my favorite house

idk if there's a quiz of which house you're in but I hope I'm that one

*me getting the second and having to erase my memory like harrow*

abby and magnus show up once again and magnus is eating the food and complimenting harrow on how accurate it is

ortus is with them too, because polycule

they all wanted to see where this au led (actually, me too) but, you know what they say

say it with me:

"this isn't how it happens"

42 is a broken IV skull

this one is, at the start, a sort of military au

the kiddies from the fourth show up, remember them?

they're still talking in whispers among themselves

so cute ♥ I'd say protect them at all costs, but we already failed at that

the important part of this one is that it turns from a military au into a coffee shop au

and there's a BARI star (puns!)

"the arms beneath the rolled-up sleeves betrayed lean, taut muscle, a little dewy with sweat and steam from the mess. But it was the face that sent her neurons in a thalergetic spin. When Harrowhark looked at that face, she found a curious heat travelling all the way up from the pit of her pylorus to the high collar of her Cohort shirt. It then traversed her cheeks, her nose, her brow, her temples. The other officer smiled a firm-jawed, long, crooked smile at her; Harrow was electrified by the fact that beneath the hastily brushed crop of red hair those eyes were—"

(the fact that my playlist started 2 become 1 from the spice girls right now is actually incredibly funny)

AND ABBY GOES "Absolutely not"

ABBY NOOOOOOOOOO

ABBY LET ME HAVE THISSSSSSSS

LET ME HAVE A COFFEE SHOP AU INTERLUDE AS A TREAT

I DESERVE IT

WE ALL DESERVE IT

CHAPTER 43

GIDEON FRACTURED SKULL PEOPLE

AVIATOR GLASSES, CROSSED OUT IX, CRACKED SKULL

one night before the emperor's murder

we're connecting the timelines

ortus's polycule is arguing about the previous scenarios and whether or not "that was..." while harrow wakes up

abby promptly shoos everyone out of the room

FOLKS LISTEN TO THIS NOW

LISTEN TO THISSSSSSS

"If I forget you, let my right hand be forgotten. Add more also, if aught but death part me and thee. Griddle."

I'M IN P A I N

I'M IN S H A M B L E S

(my playlist decided on hoobastank's the reason now lmao what is happening with the 90s/early2000s playlist tonight)

OK OK EXPOSITION TIME

sort of, you know how it is

harrow remembers gideon and cries for her as we all do

abby is asking her questions and gives her one minute to mourn

so, harrowcita decided to do the hair cut brain procedure to separate the part of her brain that remembered and understood gideon's soul

accoding to her, it was "a brute-force solution but it worked"

very gideon behavior, we love that

abby points out that harrow is also very much haunted by an invasive soul

harrow's like ?????????????????????????? on top of everything else?????????

I'm wondering if this is ice cube barbie????? not sure

abby explains that harrow is possessed by an angry spirit and that she's losing against it

ice cube barbie sure has reason to be angry if she wants to, she had to put up with doctor reverend emperor john's bs

also, the canaan au is harrow's form of palmolive's bachelor loft, the bubble in the river thing

she made an au in the river and brought on all her ghostie ghoulie friends to populate it

abby tells her that she didn't remove her memories of gideon, she re-wrote and re-touched them with ortus, which is why he was invited, and she also filled in spaces of some people (people who weren't dead) with constructs

harrow says "what a waste of a woman, to have ended her life at the bottom of a ladder"

RIGHT???? she was killed so book 1 could be longer, otherwise it would have been solved in 2 minutes, no wonder she's the top in the polycule

apparently also a lot of what's happening at this canaan au has been modified by this invasive spirit that's haunting harrow

harrowcita tells abby who's alive, abby says regina george twin should have been the lyctor

NOW WAIT A MINUTE THERE

yandere twin and I don't see eye to eye on everything but I get defensive if someone's trashing her abilities in comparison to her sister

also "The Master Warden found the idea of dying inconvenient"

I love that chad catches a lot of strays when he isn't there but palmolive gets a lot of compliments when he isn't there

did they ever interact one on one btw? I don't remember, it feels like a jock vs nerd situation

wait, are they a ship???

why am I asking this now IT'S NOT THE TIME

harrow starts quoting gideon ♥ "as her—cavalier—might have put it, absolutely butt-fuck nothing happened"

we love that, so poetic

harrowcita basically can't leave her canaan bubble now because she's in the river due to the fight that was going on with the beast and whatnot

abby says that the canaan au happens when harrow is asleep, unconscious or just disconnected from outside stimuli

harrow tells her about the beast and how she was brochetted out there

abby says that she's not dead yet because, if she was, her soul would be gone forever and they need to ensure her body survives

harrow asks herself "what is happening out there?"

WOULDN'T WE LIKE TO KNOW

BUT WE WON'T KNOW YET

because I have immense willpower and knew this was the right time to stop reading, otherwise this recap would be awfully long

gonna put "strong willpower" in my cv to see if the sixth house accepts me

see you in the next one very soon!!! be safe and take care of yourselves ♥

[soundlessdreamss]

Hey!! i saw your fanfics and i loved it! How about something like, Alastor x Furina/Focalors Reader? It can be either Platonic or Romantic!

hi hi!! Of course I can do this, I’ll also be doing vox x furina reader in this post as I got a request to do that aswell. ^_^ This will include platonic and romantic headcannons for them.

Alastor x furina!reader & Vox x furina!reader

Platonic Alastor:

To say he wasn’t intrigued by you was a lie. You caught his attention during a overlord meeting where you had not a single care in the world about what was going to happen in hell, since you saw it as your “stage” to perform.

He didn’t really get how and why you acted the way you did. You always overreacted and had dramatic reactions to small things happening but only if it was something that affected your people in hell. Yet you always kept a playful attitude and be very cocky.

During the meeting where you really caught his attention is when you stood up against Camilla and managed to start a whole fight which made the meeting end early.

He followed after you once you left the meeting and wanted to introduce himself to you. (As if you didn’t already know him)

You liked how he acted similarly to you in a way, you both mainly cared about your own good or at least your peoples own good. So it wasn’t that hard for you guys to bond and become good friends.

If someone caused you trouble during a trial let’s just say Alastor has your back.

You guys grew an inseparable bond but you also seemed to cling onto Alastor because you didn’t really have anyone else to hang out with because your responsibilities and trials.

He didn’t seem to mind this this though and slowly you guys grew feelings for each other.

You were the only one who Alastor seemed to like and hang out with the most but it took you guys quite a while to confess.

Romantic Alastor:

Once (he or you) confessed first the other accepted and to think you were clingy before. Well now your like 100x more clingy and needy because even though you know Alastor loves you, your still worried that he’ll leave you or stop giving you his time with this new hotel project he’s working on.

He reassures you daily that he could never just abandon you and that he adores you. But sometimes you still feel worry that you’ll be abandoned. Just like how focalors left you to put an act on for 500 years.

He also sees how you hide your pain underneath the smile of your act, he worries for you as your mental health is definitely not in the best shape right now.

He tries to encourage you to take breaks and spend time for yourself but, you can’t help but worry that if you do the plan will fail.

Once your act is over after 500 years you immediately run over to him and break down because your finally free from all the stress that you had to carry on your shoulders.

Platonic Vox:

One day as he was monitoring the whole city, he couldn’t help but look closer into one of the screens to see you. You had caught his attention just by how you acted and dressed.

In order to get closer to become your friend he visited one of your trials and after it was done he followed you and started up a conversation with you.

Ever since then you guys spent a ton of time together. It was an unbreakable bond between you too and you both grew attached to each other.

He cared for your safety and you cared for his. But sometimes you were a bit too busy with all the trials you have to do and judging. And he started to notice how burnout you became, but he didn’t know how long you actually put on that act.

One day when you finally had free time he scheduled a “meeting” (actually a date to confess to u lol) and it went well if you accepted. If you didn’t accept his confession he understood because you were always so busy with court cases.

Romantic Vox:

After you two became official he put a lot of secret technology of his in your court place to keep an eye on you. He didn’t want you to get hurt by a filthy sinner now would he?

He cares for you deeply and worries for your mental health because your always busy judging people and deciding whether or not they are guilty.

He felt his heart drop when he heard you almost died that day you were sentenced guilty.

He rushed over to your city and when he saw you outside checking the city after it was all over he ran over to you and gave you a big hug.

You cried in his arms as all of the stress you had on your shoulders was finally gone and you could live freely as a overlord now without having to worry 24/7 if the plan would work.

Tag list: @villxinmiixx

[a-mandalorians-quest]

On a serene looking planet in the frontier system, the quiet murmur of merchants and shoppers in the open market was swiftly broken by a shrill screeching woman. "CASSIA DE'AURELIA CAMILLA DECIA! GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT YOU INSOLENT GIRL!" The woman would not run of her own volition, instead sending the city guard after the girl, who had narrowly managed to escape being sold into slavery for the fifth time that lunar cycle. As she ran her sandals fell from her feet but she did not stop, her black dress and sheer purple wrap dragged in the filthy ground but she dated not stop to pick them up, her long, dark brown hair fell loose from the low bun and flowing braid it was in but she only shook her head to keep the hair from her eyes. Three gold necklaces around her neck made her recognizable to other citizens as a high end slave, but they were never removed when she was free. She even had a tracking chip embedded in her arm that she never had the time to sneak away and remove, making her running rather pointless and the guards from all over the city close in on her with every step. Lost in her focus, she runs straight into someone, falling hard backwards and hitting her head on the bricks that make up the road, giving the city guard and her parents more than enough time to catch up to her

“Woah, easy little one!” A man wearing blue and white Mandalorian armor exclaimed as a child bumped into him. “Where are you off to in such a hurry?”

[seeingivy]

mastermind 

satoru gojo x f!reader 

in which you confess to satoru that your meeting wasn’t accidental 

**part of my satoru as taylor swift songs series

- 

You massage the serum into your face, the tips of your fingers soothing your cheek muscles - sore from smiling all night. Your boyfriend, no fianceé, Satoru, had taken you to a gala tonight, hosted by his filthy rich parents and their even worse friends. 

You knew he wasn’t a big fan of the scene, his parents strict, cold, more demeaning than most. How their son turned out to be a literal manifestation of sunshine shocks you every time you meet them again. 

After spilling coffee on him and then running into you at the dorms the next day, he said your warmth, after a lifetime of cold, drew you to him. A smile glued on your face, your hair glowing in the sun, your eyes always sparkling when you talked to him. 

“You’re the sun. To me anyways, angel.” 

You close the bottle of the serum, staring down at the engagement ring Satoru had given you a few months prior. It was simple - a sparkling diamond surrounded by a simple gold band. Your love was warm, consistent, steady. Satoru said the ring reflected that, like the moon on a dark night. He was always corny like that, calling you the sun, the moon, the stars in between. 

However, you didn’t miss Satoru’s aunt, Camilla, commenting that it was a little too dull for her liking. Satoru’s cousin, Yuki, had gotten his wife Diana a solitaire. You didn’t miss her twin sister, Cassandra, saying Satoru knew you were a gold digger, hence the need for the cheap ring, either. Satoru angrily shuffled you away before you could hear more. 

Their comments didn’t bother you. Satoru hated his parents, his family, the so-called “clan” they clung to. If they were of little importance to Satoru, they were of little importance to you. What did bother you was what Satoru had said tonight. 

He had pulled you aside, leading you to the balcony. You could feel him crushing you from behind, his chin resting against the top of your head. 

“I’m sorry, angel.” 

“Not your fault, ‘Toru. Let them talk.” 

He turns you around, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. You figure this is less about you, but more about how frustrated Satoru can get with his family. You lean into his touch, rubbing circles into the small of his back. You feel him deflate against you at the motion, his forehead resting against your collarbone. 

“They’re wrong. We both know we met by fate.” 

“What?” 

“You know. You know you spilled coffee one day and then coincidentally saw me in the dorms the next day. That’s fate, angel. Invisible string, soulmates,  fate. I always knew you were the one after that.” 

You pale against him, still clutched in his embrace. Fate? That wasn’t fate. And it wasn’t really an accident either. 

“Angel, come to bed already. I miss you.” 

His voice throws you out of your thoughts, the underlying uneasiness in your chest still there. You grunt in response, leaving the bathroom and climbing into the sheets next to him. You see a smile spread over his face at the sight of you finally joining him and feel your heart twinge. Were you really lying to him? Would he hate you if you told him the truth? 

He opens up his arms, inviting you to rest against his bare chest. You nestle into his arms, your cheek pressed against his sternum. You can hear his heart beating faintly against your ear, his eyes fluttering shut. But you had to tell him. He deserved to know. 

“Satoru?” 

“Yes, angel?” 

“Do you really think we met by fate?” you whisper. 

He sits up, his hand cradling the side of your face. 

“Of course we did, silly girl.” 

“But what if it wasn’t a coincidence?”

He quirks his eyebrows, peering down into your eyes. You sit up, pulling away from him on the bed. He mimics your motion, his eyes bordering on concern as he looks into yours. 

“What if I told you it wasn’t an accident that I spilled coffee on you? Or that you saw me in the dorms the next day?” 

“What?” 

“I saw you in the coffee shop. Every day, for two weeks. I liked you. You always got the same sugary drink and apologized for asking for so many add ons, tipped extra even if they were annoyed with you, and paid for the person behind you on Friday’s. So I spilled the coffee on you. On purpose.” 

The look on his face is blank. No smile, no anger, just nothing. Fuck. 

“And then. I found your dorm. I was a Resident Advisor so I checked for you on the system. I knew your name was Satoru from the cup of the coffee so I searched through all of the Satoru’s  until I found you. I paced your hallway till you eventually left your dorm and saw me.” 

He hops off the bed, moving towards the dresser you had placed to the side of your bed. No. No. You hop off, rushing to his side. 

“Satoru, I- I wasn’t trying to be creepy, I just really cared. I knew you were the one when I saw you.” 

He shuffles through the drawers, looking for something in them. What’s he looking for? His keys? Is he going to leave? He turns to face you, the blank look still plastered on his face. 

“It’s just. No one wanted to play with me as a little kid. And no one picked me for school dances or wanted to talk to me at parties. I knew you wouldn’t come to me so I’d have to come to you. I schemed like that because I had to. I promise I wasn’t after you or your money or anything. I just really wanted you and only you.” 

You’re not sure when you started crying, but he reaches forward, his fingers wiping the tears off the side of your cheeks. You don’t miss the small smile spreading across his face. He presses your face against his chest, crushing you in a hug once again. 

“Always the crybaby, huh?” 

“Hm?” 

“I already knew that angel.” 

“Knew what?” 

“I knew that you did all that. Spilled the coffee on purpose. Came to my dorm the next day.” 

Oh my god. This bastard knew the entire time. And he’s smiling about it? He lifts your hand up and places a light blue post-it note in your hand, your handwriting staring back at you. 

Satoru Gojo. Glass Hall, Room 210. 

You remember the note now. After looking him up on the database, you scribbled the room number onto the post-it note so you could double check that you were near the right room. 

“You left that in my room when I let you in to get my number. You know, after you gave that whole winded talk about how crazy it was that we saw each other again?” 

You stick your forehead against his chest, embarrassed that you were that obvious from the start. He knew from the second you met him and kept talking to you anyways. You can feel him laughing, his hands finding their way to your hair. 

“Sorry, ‘Toru. Ruined your whole red string of fate fantasy.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“Well, it’s not really fate is it? I was plotting like some mastermind over here to end up with you.” 

He laughs, squishing your face in his hands. You can feel your eyes still puffy from when you were crying earlier, your eyelashes wet from your tears. 

“You’re so dramatic. Mastermind?” 

“Shut up.” 

“It’s still fate, angel. You just….pulled on the red string to get me next to you faster, that’s all.” 

“That’s not how it works, Satoru.” you deadpan. 

“Okay, I’ll just mention how you were a stalker in my vows instead.” 

You frown, embarrassed at the fact that Satoru knew the entire time but that he could now tell other people too. 

“Oh my god, calm down angel. It’s cute that you did that. Really.” 

“I didn’t want to be creepy, I just knew when I saw you.” you whisper. 

“And I knew when you left that in my room. Trust me. I knew the entire time.”  

“I thought you were going to leave me if I told you.” 

“You, unfortunately, are stuck with me. Even stalking me won’t chase me away.” 

He smiles, leading you to climb back into the covers. You nestle in his arms once again, his heartbeat lulling you to sleep. Only he would find your intensity endearing. Maybe he was made for you. 

-

You and Satoru make your rounds, thanking everyone for coming to your wedding. The event was small, hosted in Nanami’s garden with just twenty people in attendance. Satoru’s family was not invited, much to their dismay. 

After talking to Satoru’s students from the college, you can feel your energy dying down, your cheeks hurting from smiling so hard, talking so much, being the center of attention. 

Sensing your tiredness, Satoru drags you by the hand, to the end of the garden, towards the entrance of the hall. Propped up against the door is a white board, made by Nobara and Maki who said you simply had to have one of these at your wedding. 

The board is covered with pictures of you and Satoru - studying at the coffee shop, making breakfast together, getting engaged. But there was a new addition to the board, one you’re almost positive wasn’t there two hours ago. 

“I had it added. Don’t get mad, but I really do think it’s cute.” 

At the center of the board, Satoru had tied your little post-it note to the board with a piece of red string. Corny idiot. You turn to him, feigning an angry look. 

“Satoru.” 

“Oh, don’t be mad angel.” 

“It’s embarrassing.” 

“I’m not sure why it upsets you so much. I love it. And you.”  

You crawl under his arms, burrowing yourself in his embrace. 

“You owe me. This is still embarrassing.” 

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll make it up to you the rest of your life, don’t you worry.”

- 

the satoru as taylor swift songs series masterlist

[a-merciful-end]

"Cassia De'Aurelia Camilla Decia, get back here!" The sound of shrill screeching can be heard in the streets of the market, disrupting the peace of the tranquil planet littered with beautiful statues, marble architecture, and serene beaches. The planet, found in the frontier system, was no stranger to such a sound in the many markets it has to offer. One of the local governing families was known to sell their own daughter in to slavery whenever they grew tired of her, and she often ran before any coin could be exchanged. Her freedom never lasted long, they had a tracking chip embedded in her arm and they never removed the three gold necklaces that displayed her as a high status slave even when they bought her back. Her black dress and purple silk wrap dragged on the filthy ground as she ran, not bothering to pick them up. Her long, dark brown hair came loose from the intricate braid and low hanging bun as she barreled past merchants and shoppers alike

Merci looked up from the items she’d jsut bought and packed them up stepping into a crowd and grabbing the girl, pulling her aside down an alley. And looks at her through the visor of her beskar armor.

“Why are you running?” She asks softly. “Do you need protection?”

[cykoism]

I feel like Amy and Bibi's animal reps are switched and that's so cute to me

Bibi=Cat

1. Cats are predators, Bibi basically was hunting Peter down(and later Amy) in the way a cat would stalk it's prey

2. Cats tend to be pretty possessive similar to how Bibi is. She doesn't want to share her person of interest with anyone else and will protect that at all costs(one of the earlier scenes where someone said she stabbed someone with a fork for talking to Peter, how she kidnapped Amy because at first she presented as a threat as well, and the How to Kill a Peter chapters)

3. Cats are generally independent animals. Bibi is capable of living on her own both socially and fundamentally, her uncle is never really home so she assumingly has been living alone for a while and it's stated she never really had friends before Amy.

4. Amy is specifically represented by a black cat, and the superstition of black cats works with Bibi. Those scenes of her walking around school causing chaos around her, how people generally are just creeped out by her, and specifically how Camilla talks about her to Amy.

5. Cats are stereotyped to be apathetic and selfish, Bibi is both of those things.

6. More of a shallow reason but cats are associated with wealth/luxury, Bibi is filthy rich.

Now, Amy=Bunny

1. Bunnies are typically timid and stuff, Amy is generally a timid person. She runs away from her problems and generally just scares easily. She doesn't like confronting stuff head on and pushes people/opportunities away because of her own anxiety about how things may end out, like with Camilla before the story starts and later with Bibi when she confessed.

2. Bunnies are associated with youth, similar to Amy. For youth, Amy never fully recovered from the trauma surrounded with the childhood and mother. She still frequently has flashbacks and stuff but still has that childish connection to her mother despite that. And with how Camilla sometimes still sees Amy as her younger self, in general she's seen more as her younger self.

3. Bunnies are seen as weak/fragile, Amy constantly has some sort of injury and is known as accident prone. And how other people describe her, I forgot the exact quote but she's occasionally referred to as 'that scrawny Asian chick' or something along those lines. She's just overall deemed pathetic. She also let's people take advantage of her, she doesn't stand up for herself at all(Bibi in the beginning when she was trying to get to Peter and that scene in Amy and Camilla where Camilla's team mates were making fun of her)

4. Bunnies are associated with innocence as well, Amy is typically seen as overly gullible. Especially those scenes where Camilla is overprotective over Amy being around Bibi, she's assumed to just not be able to see Bibi's true nature and whatever because of that assumption.

5. Bunnies are prey, Amy gets kidnapped basically every other episode.💀

Also how they're perceived by other, Amy isn't noticed as much as Bibi is but yet people would still generally want to trust/be around Amy rather than Bibi. Similar to how generally most people would rather be around a bunny than a cat but it's more likely they'd notice the cat first(if they were both in plain sight, obviouly).

Already talked about this on my tiktok but it won't leave my head so..

[mermaidsirennikita]

Hello, I hope you are having a nice sunday, do you have recs with heroes doing good dirty talking?

LOL I love rec requests phrased like this. They delight me. It's like "good afternoon, *tips hat*, do you have recs were they fuck super nasty?"

I hope you're having a good Sunday too! Celebrating my ancestral heritage (on my mom's side at least, which is The Good Side) this St. Patrick's Day.

And yes, love a dirty talker:

--Salt in the Wound which leads into Salt Kiss by Sierra Simone. Sierra writes great dirty talkers in general, across the board. But Mark is probably my faaavorite especially because of the scene in SitW when he takes Isolde's virginity and tells her all about how she's going to be his good little wife, etc.

--Heartbreaker by Sarah MacLean. One of my favorite MacLean heroes! The good girlification of it all, the wry observations. I love it.

--The Duke Gets Even by Joanna Shupe. Joanna heroes in general are good dirty talkers. But I think that this book takes it over the top because there's an entire scene where she's like "I bet you don't even swear" and he's like "O. RLLY." and proceeds to talk her into a storm.

--Every single Mila Finelli hero (Mila is Joanna's mafia romance pen name) has FILTHY dirty talk.

--Eyes On Me by Sara Cate. Kinda necessitated by the fact that the hero begins his relationship with the heroine after discovering that she's a cam girl--she can hear him but can't see him. Also. She is his stepsister. WHOOPS.

--Throne of the Fallen by Kerri Maniscalco. Some FANTASY ROMANCE DIRTY TALK. Ugh, the massage scene in this book. Envy dirty talks to Camilla about all the things he's going to do to her and how she's basically gonna die for it while massaging her and fingering her. It's great.

--Kresley Cole heroes are also "generally good dirty talkers" but books like Lothaire, Pleasure of a Dark Prince, and The Master really hit it outta the park for me with the dirty talk

--The Friend Zone by Kristen Callihan has a delightful accidental phone sex scene in which the hero and heroine, ~platonic best friends~ unintentionally get each other off over the phone. It's GREAT.

--Grace Callaway writes uniformly strong dirty talking heroes. Would especially recommend Pippa and The Prince of Secrets and Charlotte and The Seductive Spymaster on this level.

--Act Your Age by Eve Dangerfield is real good on the "stepfather role play" dirty talk front. REAL REAL GOOD.

--Lady Isabella's Scandalous Marriage by Jennifer Ashley OOOOOH Mac Mackenzie is super dirty. But also so funny? He's always like "TELL ME ABOUT YOUR NAUGHTY SCHOOLGIRL DAYS" fully knowing that she didn't do anything naughty as a schoolgirl lol

--Sweetest Scoundrel by Elizabeth Hoyt has the MAGNIFICENT Asa Makepeace who just talks her through it the entire book. I also love the deranged dirty talk in Duke of Midnight--"TAKE MY COME FOR IT'S ALL I CAN GIVE YOU'.

--A Holly Jolly Ever After by Sierra Simone and Julie Murphy is a great Christmas romcom that happens to have a Big Boy hero who's an amazing dirty talker.

--The Duke Gets Desperate by Diana Quincy has a WHIMSICALLY ZANY dirty talker duke of the "paint me a vivid picture with your dirty talk" variety.

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

hello !! was wondering if I could request headcanons for magnus x ftm reader? preferably fluff and maybe some light nsfw? (nothing explicit though)

headcanons on pre-relationship, and then when they actually become a thing?

sorry if this it too much btw

Hey, dear anon! Don't worry, it's not too much 😊 Thank you for the ask, I hope you enjoy a couple of random headcanons (a couple more questions like this and I'll start questioning my loyalty to Lance already and switch to Magnus as more than just a platonic relationship 🌝)

I don't know if I should put an NSFW warning here, since that one is just a transparent hint, but let it be. Anyway, enjoy 🫰

Magnus with FTM (female-to-male) Farmer:

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Magnus has the ability to look into Farmer's future, but because it takes a lot of preparation time, strength, and mana, he can't see all the events of Farmer's life. And some of the events there are... quite interesting 👀

At first he had treated Farmer as he did the other inhabitants of the Valley - not too eager to make friends. He's used to incredulous looks and a bit of scepticism, given his line of work.

Later, when Farmer would be recognised for his potential in magic and curiosity about everything in Magnus Tower, Rasmodius would be a little suspicious, but outwardly would not show it. The Wizard has had his fair share of instances where someone has tried to strike up a friendship with him to use his magical assets for their own selfish purposes.

But when Magnus sees that the Farmer is kind and really wants to be friends with him because he thinks he's an interesting person - then a strong friendship bordering on a student/teacher relationship will develop.

A farmer is always welcome in his tower, whether he's here on a mission or just looking for a chat. Magnus may live like a hermit, but even he could use someone to chat with, and it doesn't have to be about magic or adventurism.

Both Farmer and Rasmodius act like besties when it comes to discussing the secrets of growing flowers and vegetables over a cup of tea.

There are times when Magnus will act like a strict teacher if the Farmer hurts himself on an adventure or uses magic incorrectly, nearly maiming himself.

Even if the wizard has already developed romantic feelings for Farmer, still the bouquet of flowers given to him will strike him like lightning. Farmer wants to dedicate his life to him? It's just that, after all the failures and poor choices he made in life, Magnus doesn't think he's a good candidate....

The farmer, however, clearly disagreed with Magnus's opinion of himself, kissing him passionately and when later the entire tower was filled with the sounds of the bed creaking, moaning and declarations of love.

Magnus doesn't usually like to discuss his family affairs with others, considering it very personal to him, however he sometimes finds it hard to contain his own excitement when he talks about Farmer's magical talent to his colleagues. "Just an amazing hidden talent! My boyfriend- er... *ahem*, my apprentice was able to recite the spell on the first try." Camilla would tease him about it all the time.

The first one to comfort his lover if he feels awful, or if some random tourists started to mock Farmer because of his appearance, or if some jerk from Farmer's previous work at Joja started to mispronounce his pronounce on purpose to hit him harder. The Farmer won't see it, but Magnus will be filled with a rage that even Camilla would fear. Let the offenders pray to Yoba, because even though Magnus won't hurt them directly, they'll be sorry they dared to open their filthy mouths and say something bad about his boyfriend.

Given that they both love the forest, many of their events will take place there: walking, gathering ingredients for potions, a date, some... other pleasant activities 🌚

A romantic, sweet and funny wizard with a chaotic, kind and incredible farmer.... ❤️

[noodledogdani]

Good Quality Family Time <3

Spending that Family Leave right... with family!! <3

Erik has been working hard on building his piano skill which his Mom absolutely LOVES! It gives her the perfect inspiration to work on her paintings - he has always been her muse.

Baby Chanel enjoys it as well and chose to eat her pancakes nearby... and wherever there is food you know Ragtime won't be too far away! They are becoming the very best of friends!

With all the fun, Miss Camilla had her first blowout... it was so bad the entire bathroom instantly became filthy!! (Good thing Grandma Moira is around to help!!)

[outrealms-filth-factory]

@fat-slobby-gamers

"Bzzzrrt MRRROW!" A loud electrical zap echoed from the grounds outside of castle Krakenburg. In the middle of a smoldering crater stood a tall pot bellied catwoman. Her body was covered in soot and she looked discombobulated and wide eyed.

Letting out a pitiful cough and a puff of smoke the feline would cartoonist fall to her knees before shaking off the dust and grime from her once pristine white fut and flowing mane of fluffy blue hair. "Achoo!" Felicia sneezed her sensitive nose irritated by the smoke lingering in the air. Last thing she remembered she was battling a warlock when all of a sudden BAM! She was flying through space. It wasn't until her stomach let out a low gurgle that she snapped out of her funk and remembered what happened.

"Serves you right for trying to kidnap those fishmen..." Felicia spat as she looked down at her now prominent pot belly. While she was always willing to end a conflict peacefully sometimes her does pushed her too far and she could be forced to put the more predatory size of her feline body to use. "But- i probably should have found a way to make you send me home before digesting you... hehe my bad." She said awkwardly apologizing to her own sloshing gut. "Guess there's nowhere else to go but that castle! I hope I'm not too far from home." The cat woman said before on all fours she began to make her way towards the gloomy fortified palace.

From on high as the portly cat woman raced towards the castle, a glint could be seen in the moonlight. In time, the beating of wyvern wings and a cry from the sky came out as the eldest princess of Nohr intercepted the disturbance just outside the royal castle...

"Now who is THIS creating such a ruckus so late at night, so close to home? Oohh... whoever they are they're cute as a button... Tell me sweetheart, are you lost? I can't say I've seen you here..." The buxom, beautiful Camilla dismounted her fearsome wyvern and came sauntering up to the newcomer, excited to find such a cutie! A tad underfed though... "Now normally... there would be punishment due for disturbing the peace so late at night but... You're just so damn cute! You're lucky I found you darling... would you like something to eat? Somewhere to stay?"

[desperatehornymaid]

"Sooo...Feel any different?"

Camilla is going to put a little more weight on the heel of her foot as she steps down on Fefe's bloated gut. Laying on the ground like that was supposed to be natural for the ice tribe boar, given she was literally eating from a trough just moments before. Corrin had "relieved" her sexual urges into said trough moments before shoving the maid's whole face into it, so she should be grateful if anything!

And until that filthy cock of her's doesn't work, Felicia will be fed just like that. Again and again and again, until a natural prison of flesh surrounds it, and she's considered effectively infertile~

"Haa... H-Haa... Hhhurgh... F-Full..." Felicia was stuffed to the brim... having licked her trough clean of Corrin's delicious, thick spunk. She wasn't sure if Camilla was adding something to it, or if Corrin's jizz had some kind of side effect if consumed en masse, but Camilla was oddly persistent in asking for any change. Well... now that she mentioned it... she did feel tingly around her cock... but to be fair when DIDN'T she...?

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

Prince Edward Duke of Edinburgh

My lust for Prince Edward is growing by each passing day.

On A Side Note: Out of all the Windsor boy's wives, I hit Sophie first as she seems sweet and almost innocent. Next is Fergie as she seems like a filthy in bed. And Camilla... No, No, no.

Then again, she got His Majesty leave Diana, so she too has to be a filthy in bed.  

[photoset #3]

[nothing0fnothing]

So I know it's not the point of my platform, but everyone I meet in England is a filthy royalist and everyone I meet in Europe doesn't care.

It's very funny to me that Camilla tore apart 2 familes, orchestrated the deaths of 3 people and spent 30 years kissing the ring so her dusty, saggy grandma ass could sit in the throne for 14 months.

She's gonna outlive her tampon fetishist husband and live to see the whole country that snidley called her "Queen consort" "Queen Concubine" "Royal side ho" start jubilantly calling waity Katie "her royal highness."

God I can't stand these people but I really do thrive off their downfall.

[julianobungus]

Nobody touched Belos for many years. He wouldn't let filthy witches and demons touch him. Now that he is back in the human world, when he has met another person besides Luz, he agrees to the massage that her mom offered. Camilla did not like that such a person lived with her in the house, but her daughter and her friends needed him to build a portal home, and she put up with it. But seeing how tense this man looks, she decided that at least a little she could help him

Luz and her friends tensed up when they saw Belos come into the same room with Camilla. So they began to eavesdrop and after a while they heard moans. They couldn't believe what they heard, but it was obvious that Belos was moaning. Hunter and Luz blushed, both because they liked hearing those sounds. Meanwhile, Camilla was embarrassed. She was just massaging Phillip's back, but the sounds he made were unforgettable. She wasn't some kind of super massage therapist, but her skills were enough for Philip. She could clearly see the boner in his pants. And she was ashamed to admit it, but she liked how this terrible man was nothing under her hands.

Even better, if Camilla forces Belos to renounce his beliefs for the sake of continuing the pleasure

She looms over the thinner, frail man, who no longer seems quite that big. Shirtless and pale, covered in those odd green scars, his mouth turns dry and his breath hitches. Camila brings a hand up to touch his face, cupping it with her soft, yet firm things and thumb. Belos flinches as though she may hit him.

All in all, the idea of Camila managing to hold this sort of power over the much, much older man is a very juicy one. For once in her life, she has control over something. Actual, potent agency.

"Will you move on from it?" Camila asks of Philip, although it feels less like a question and more like a statement. "Will you forget all of those horrible, awful things?"

She's talking, of course, about the Day on Unity; the destruction of the Witch race; the dehumanising of his own self.

"Ah, but-" Belos tries to speak. "But it's God's will that I-"

Camila chuckles, although it's not a derisive one - more like she had heard a child say something silly. "Aye, Philip..." she starts again. "There are more proactive ways to spreading God's love~

"But I'll only touch you if you agree to cut it out." She's stern and simple with it. Belos' mouth turns dry, unsure of what to say. It's not long, of course, before he relents and lets it happen, promising that he'll do as told, unsure if he truly means it.

Philip just needs to be touched again.

[iviarellereads]

Nona the Ninth, Chapter 13

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(Third House icon) In which we see an old... friend?

Crown stands, bows, taps her chest thrice with an open palm in the BOE way, and then untapes Pyrrha from her seat. Nona hears the bodyguard ask to leave, because the "package is late for work."(1) As Crown escorts Nona to the bathroom, Nona asks why Pash hates them so much.

Crown was so startled that her jaw relaxed. “How could you have known that was Our Lady of the Passion?”(2) “It’s … it’s bones,” said Nona, struggling to articulate. “Beneath her clothes. The way she moves her bones,”(3) and Camilla looked at her for the longest time.

Crown says Pash is the product of nepotism and bullshit, and gets defensive over her hair's natural manageability.

While Nona's in the bathroom, Cam asks to see "her". Crown says it's not a good day, but Cam insists she can help. Crown agrees as long as Pyrrha doesn't tag along. When Cam gives Nona a choice between coming for the visit or staying in a waiting room, Nona chooses the visit. She hates how she always falls for those choices. If Cam offers her cereal or eggs, she'll choose cereal, despite wanting to choose nothing.(4)

At any rate, as they go down the elevator, Cam and Crown discuss how the depth does or doesn't help, considering "the creature" isn't fully instantiated(5), or they'd know it. Shortly, Nona realizes they're visiting the Captain, cheerfully. When the lift stops, they go down some corridors, and Crown dismisses the guard on the room.

Nona hasn't seen the Captain since before Varun appeared. Pal banned Nona from seeing her altogether. She's laying on her back on the bed, an IV in her arm. Crown has them all use antibacterial gel, as Judith gets sick easily.(6) Judith herself looks very thin, and ill. Cam and Crown discuss her care.

Nona peeked around Camilla’s arm. The Captain’s black brows drew together, and her face took on a hideous expression: a flat tangle of features that scared Nona so badly that she wanted to go to the bathroom again, right until the Captain opened her mouth and droned, punctuated by huge wheezing lungfuls of air: “Dust of my dust—such similar star salt—what they did to you and what they wrung from you and what shape they made you fill—we see you still—we seek you still—we murdered—we who murder—you inadvertent tool—you misused green thing—come back to us—take vengeance for us—we saw you—we see you—I see you.”(7)

Judith starts thrashing, as if in a seizure. Pal does some healing, and Crown calls him out on existence. She knew when she called Cam "Millie", because Cam hates that name but Pal didn't react. She's known for a long time that Pal wasn't in the bones that Harrow expanded, despite Cam not saying anything. This was just confirmation. She knew, really, because Cam was no longer perpetually unhappy. They were stuck together a long time, so Crown knew something had changed.

Judith stirs, wakes, enough to do a bit more healing of her own. She's not quite mentally stable in time and space. Her mind seems to wander back and forth in time, and she only sometimes seems to understand where she is, though she always recognizes Crown.(8)

The Captain broke off and said, “You think you’re walking the tightrope with fast talking and your face … steeled myself to the talking long ago. But you’re slipping, Princess … can’t save you from that … Hect, my hands are too filthy to save you…” It was funny to think of anyone wanting to save Camilla. The Captain’s eyes restlessly passed to Nona. Sweat was beading on her temples. The Captain focused, and said hoarsely, “Ninth, where is the mercy of the Tomb? Where is your sword in the coffin? Who are your masters now, and who do you master? Where is my cavalier, Reverend Daughter? Where is yours?” Her voice rose. “Because I saw her in the waves—she was there in the grey water—I saw them all—they hurt me—where is my hunger? I eat and eat and eat without surcease, my green thing, my green-and-breathing thing…”

Pal does some magic to put Judith to sleep, and says his time's up. Cam comes to, and Nona tells her what occurred. Cam asks Crown if she'll blab, but Crown swears on her sister, she won't, it's not her secret to tell.

Cam suggests Crown come back with them, but Crown brushes off the idea. Cam says Crown isn't a good woman, but Crown says none of them are, except Nona, who takes this as high flattery. Crown hugs Cam, and then they set out for the transport home. Crown tells Cam to be careful around Pyrrha, there's much Cam doesn't know about her.

Nona hated anyone criticising Pyrrha and cast about for a change in topic. She said, “What was the Captain talking about before she fell asleep, and when we came into the room? What’s the water? What’s the hunger, and the green thing?” When Camilla and Crown looked at her, she realised she could not have said anything worse. Crown looked at her with open bewilderment, and Camilla looked at her with an expression that Nona hated instantly. She looked over at Nona with her big, borrowed grey eyes, so clean and clear—Nona always thought if soap could be grey her eyes would be grey like soap—and she was unsure. She was, Nona realised with a pang that made it all the way down her spine, frightened. “Nona,” Crown said slowly, “The Captain didn’t say anything when you came into the room. She only screamed.”(9)

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(1) What package? Or, perhaps, who could this "package" be? (2) Not a lot of direct quotes on the whole phrase, but Mary, mother of Jesus, is often referred to in flowery terms as Our Lady of [something], and at least one painting of her and baby Jesus is known as Our Lady of the Passion. In it, angels are holding the future tools of Jesus's torture, as he learns that he is destined to suffer greatly. Side note, "Pash" as the nickname, is also slang in some regions for making out, noun and verb. (3) Nona knows the language of the body, how each person carries themself. She can tell Cam from Pal when she's paying attention, without even seeing their eyes. Why not able to tell one person inside layers of armour and disguise, by the way they stand, walk, move, hold still. (4) A classic trick with kids. Offer choices, to give them a sense of control over their lives, but limit those choices to only things you can/want to offer. Cereal or eggs for breakfast? Mac and cheese or rice for lunch? Brush teeth before or after bath? Little choices can make a big difference to a person's confidence in their life as they grow up. (This trick also works for a lot of adult neurodivergent folks, who get overwhelmed by too many options.) (5) You may recognize the same roots as "instance" in this one, but it's not exactly in the usual usage. "Instantiated" basically, as you might grasp from context, means present, physical, real. (The etymology is interesting to look at, "instance" has quite a word-legacy.) (6) Still not fully recovered. Makes sense, I suppose, it's only been… a year and a half. Or perhaps it's Varun's influence that set her back. (7) There's a whole, whole lot of information in there. Do you see any of it, without my pointing at the specific words? Who is Judith speaking for, and who is she speaking to? (8) That's love for you. (9) And here... why did Nona understand the screams as words? Why didn't the others? What makes her different? (Do you know who she is yet?)