#gah i now this is my blog and all

[chierry]

damn depression is actually like. kicking my ass pretty hard

[dailyjevil]

hello!! hope you're having a good day :D

since you're doing the pride flag challenge, I hope you don't mind me requesting the lithromantic/sexual flag!

left is lithsexual and the right is lithromantic, idm which one you pick :]

(it means to feel romantic and/or sexual attraction to someone but doesn't want the feeling reciprocated or stops once it is :>)

Day 297 of posting Jevil every day

[jellybean-tv]

Okay, so APPARENTLY the world's LIGHTEST, SOFTEST, SLOWEST, and BARELY PERCEIVABLE touches get me??

Too fast? Won't work as well. Not almost a phantom touch? Won't work as well.

Jeez, I can't IMAGINE what it'd be like to have a partner with the coordination to work more than one extra soft t-word tool at a time, pffft. Two makes his hands get confused, fjdjdj.

If I somehow ended up in a space where a group of friends or something all got their hands on like, those little fluffy fake grass pieces or something and decided to all go after me at once? I dunno... I think I might end up on the floor. QuQ'''''''

[therpmemediner]

Injured RP Starters

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From the Injured

A-Ah!! Don’t touch it, please—

How—how bad is it? It hurts a lot, ah!

My head feels fuzzy…

Oh God, that’s—that’s a lot more blood than I was expecting…

Please just-just be gentle.

No—no, I’m okay, I—aah!

C-Crap, I think it’s broken…!

I’ll be OK, I’ve been through much worse.

Keep your hands off of me—gah!

Walking? I-I don’t know if I can…

I’m so dizzy, please just—let me close my eyes for a bit.

D-Don’t faint, you’re supposed to be helping me!

Wait—wait! Before you start—please, please—hold my hand.

I don’t need your help! I can handle it myself—ah, damn it…!

I-I’m sorry for crying! It hurts so much!

I’ll try not to cry… just please hurry!

D-Do you think your magic can help with something like this?!

Well isn’t this just lovely…!

What—What happened? Where am I?

From the Helper

I-I know, I know it hurts. I’m so sorry.

I have to look at it. Can you let me do that?

Don’t move! Stay still, I’m calling an ambulance!

I-It’s not bad. It’s okay, you’re OK. / It-It’s bad. It’s bad. But I’m going to try my best to help you!

No, no—(Name), hang on, please! Hang on a little while longer!

Oh my God, you’re bleeding, a lot! That’s a lot of blood!!

I’ll try to be as careful as I can, OK? Just breathe!

You’re not okay! You need help, please just let me help you!

But you’re—you’re hurt! How can you wave it off like it’s nothing?

I’m sorry, but I can’t just stand by and let you stay like this.

Here, here—lean on me like this! Easy does it, I’ll get you somewhere safe.

Don’t you dare close your eyes, (Name)! I’m almost done, keep focusing on me, my voice!!

A-Ah, I don’t do well with blood, I… there’s so much of it…

OK, OK. Here’s my hand, OK? We can do this together.

Cry all you need to! You’re doing great.

OK, all right. Are you ready? This might hurt, but I need you to be strong.

Just try to relax and I’ll heal you.

This is what being reckless does. Now hold still!

[hufflepuffwritingstuff2]

An Offer You Can't Refuse- Part 2

Part 1

Hero woke up to the feeling of being watched. The weight over their eyes had been lifted, and their restraints had been removed as well, judging by how they were sprawled out in bed. Bed? This bed felt much bigger and softer than their own bed. The feeling of being watched grew stronger. Who cared whose bed it was- who was watching them!? Hero’s eyes snapped open, darting around the room until they landed on- oh. Right. Them. That. This.

“Good morning, Hero,” Supervillain said softly, “I must admit, you slept so long I was worried they had overdosed you, but you seem to be alright. That’s good.”

Alright? Alright!? What about this was alright!?

“Do you often make a habit of watching people sleeping?” Hero blurted.

Did they really just say that!? Hero’s heart hammered in their chest. This was Supervillain they were talking about- one false move and they were dead. No, scratch that, death would be a mercy- surely someone like Supervillain was an expert at dishing out fates worse than death-

Supervillain just chuckled.

“No,” they said, “but after eighteen hours and no sign of you waking, I did want to check up on you. That couldn’t have all been the drugs, I’d wager. Were you overworking yourself before you were abducted?”

“Eighteen-” Hero started.

“Technically twenty-five if we’re being specific,” Supervillain said, “your little snores are quite cute, and did you know you sleep-talk?”

Hero blushed in embarrassment. More than flustered, they felt confused. Supervillain had bought them for… however much they paid for them (Hero couldn’t quite remember) and now they were waking up in a lavish bed while the mastermind made small-talk about the whole thing?

“Are you hungry?” Supervillain prompted.

“Confused.” Hero admitted.

Hero’s stomach didn’t like that answer, and it growled loudly in protest. Supervillain smiled knowingly.

“I’ll have my chef make you something,” they said, getting up, “It would be in your best interest not to leave this room.”

Supervillain left the bedroom, closing the door behind them. Hero waited until their footsteps faded into silence. They sprung out of bed and tried the door. Locked, of course. Hero formed a small icicle in their hand and started to pick the lock. After a couple seconds of picking, the icicle snapped in two. Right, well, time for something more aggressive then. Hero forced the door down with a blast of ice. Stepping over the now-warped door, they looked around for the nearest exit. They ran down a hallway and past a few different doors, before reaching a grand staircase. They checked both ways for signs of Supervillain, then descended the stairs at a breakneck pace.

They realized, as they were rushing to freedom, that they weren’t wearing any shoes. In fact, their entire suit had been replaced by silk sleepwear. Oh well, they’d just have to make a new one when they got out of here. Their hand was on the front doorknob when a rough force yanked them backwards.

Hero yelped in surprise. They craned their neck to see a large, muscular person behind them. They had an earpiece and a small microphone hooked up to them.

“Got ‘em,” they said, “taking them back now.”

The henchman started to drag Hero back by the arm.

“Hey, let me go!” Hero shouted, forming cold energy in their hand and hurling a snowball at the henchman.

“Gah- why you-!”

In shock from getting a snowball to the face, the henchman had let go of Hero, who was now making another run for it.

“C’mere you-”

Hero turned, anger burning in their eyes. If it was a fight this bozo wanted, it was a fight they were going to get. And Hero was going to win.

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[moodymisty]

hi misty!! first of all, love your blog. your writing makes long shifts at work a bit more bearable (those guilliman fics had me giggling and kicking my feet fr)

second of all, if you're taking requests i'd love to see anything with dorn getting all confused after catching feelings. he's SO repressed and i can't imagine he'd even know what to do with all those fuzzy feelings, especially with a darling who's soft and sweet. gah i love that awkward stoic man

have a lovely day 💕💕

[ 𝕸𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖞𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖞'𝖘 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙| 𝕬𝖔3 ]

Author's note: This sounds super cute, and I'm a MASSIVE whore for Dorn so here's a snippet. I hope you enjoy :3

Relationships: Pre-relationship Rogal Dorn/Fem!Reader

Warnings: Not really any of note other than primarch emotional constipation

Dorn looks over the ornate golden railing, hands gripping it softly. Out of his opulent armor, his warm Inwit made clothing contrasts against his pale skin, as a chill Terran wind blows through the open halls. It's no where near as cold as what he's used to, and he pays it no mind as it whips through his short blonde hair.

"You're staring."

Dorn turns his upper body to see Guilliman along with two of his lieutenants; He'd heard the men coming, watching as his Ultramarines stand beside him at a respectable distance. Guilliman casts his gaze downward to follow where Dorn has had his own for a significant while now, and watches. His lieutenants step away respectfully, and allow the primarchs a degree of privacy.

A slew of Salamanders use the massive open area to train, many of them in armor not powered to use as dead weight. Dorn has no interest in them and Guilliman knows this well; He turns his gaze to the sidelines, where a remembrancer sits parchment in lap. You're smiling, he can see from here, watching as the Salamanders prove their strength and a few entertain you with elaborate swordmanship.

Guilliman looks away for a moment and back to Dorn, who still has his eyes firmly locked on you. Of course you remain none the wiser to the fact that not one but two primarchs are watching you, filling your parchment with words and sketches.

Guilliman sighs.

"I know she is not indebted to the Salamanders. I am sure she would join the Phalanx, if you asked."

Dorn finally turns away and looks to him, his brow furrowed.

"And why do you assume I need her services?" Guilliman can't contain a second sigh.

"My friend, it's because you look lovesick. I'm trying to give you an opportunity to actually speak to her without another chapter surrounding her." Before Dorn has a chance to scowl at Guilliman for his upfront and honest speech he turns to his lieutenant, and points downward to you.

"Go get her and bring her to us."

Dorn noticeably furrows his brow at the Ultramarines, but doesn’t say anything until the men leave. Once they do, he looks to Guilliman.

“Why did you do that.”

Dorn sounds blunt and unintelligent for a moment, but Guilliman knows that’s not the case; It's that Dorn is pissed at him.

“I am giving you a push. Now do something so none of us have to suffer any longer." Guilliman leaves, and Dorn casts his gaze back down to the massive arena. He notices Guilliman's Ultramarines walk up to you and presumably demand you follow them, and the confusion it quickly brings you.

A Salamander comes up and presumably inquires as to why you're needed elsewhere, but relents when you agree to leave. You follow the two Ultramarines until you're no longer in view, and it changes the feeling in Dorn's chest.

Why does he feel that way? Like there's a knot in his throat?

He clears it and moves along, ignoring it and wearing the same stalwart expression he always has as you and the two Ultramarines approach.

Your expression changes in surprise at the sight of him; He supposes because you were expecting Guilliman. The Ultramarines, somewhat confused as well by the entirety of this situation, consider their duty done and leave to return to their genefather's side.

"Lord Dorn, hello." You smile lightly, holding your parchments in your hands. "Do you have need of me?"

He does, but he has absolutely no idea how to say it. Guilliman cornered him by doing this, and Dorn hates it.

He decides to inquire about what Guilliman had said earlier; He wants to hear it come from you rather than Guilliman's.

"Am I correct in hearing that you are not indebted to the Salamanders?" You nod, smile still on your face. Dorn finds it warm, a far cry from the stalwart attitude that is part of him and resides in all of his gene-sons.

“The Salamanders were the first to request I join them to document their battles when I showed interest, but I never pledged loyalty to only them."

Dorn looks away for a moment, and leaves you cast in a form of nervousness as he looks down at the Salamanders still below. You hesitently speak up, voice questioning and soft. He's used to shouting and deep bellowing voices; Yours is so gentle and sweet.

"Is, is there there anything I can do?"

You awkwardly adjust in your shoes, wondering what else the stalwart primarch of the Imperial Fists could possibly want from you. When your eyes suddenly leave his and look behind him, he already knows why.

"He was going to ask if you would serve the Imperial Fists as their remembrancer, provided you are available."

Guilliman returns, and the look Dorn gives him is made of hellfire. Dorn hopes Guilliman knows he will pay no shortage for this later.

Thankfully however you perk up noticeably, and Dorn successfully manages to hide any and all of his feeling relieved by it. Your smile is wide enough to round your cheek, and he's surprised by how warm and inviting it feels.

"Oh, I would be honored to serve your legion! If you would have me, Lord Dorn?"

Dorn catches Guilliman flinch slightly at your words, though he fails to understand why. He's too furious at the other primarch to bother even looking at him for too long anyways.

Instead of thanking you, welcoming you, or any other things Dorn was thinking of saying, instead the first thing that falls from his mouth is an order.

"Follow me, I will bring you to my men."

Your face morphs into surprise as Dorn suddenly turns away from you, and you struggle to keep up- as his singular stride is many of your own. Your papers rustle in your arms, as you race down the gilded hall.

Guilliman however simply watches you and him both depart, before sighing and rubbing his temple.

[jack-o-phantom]

All Eyes on Chime!! Art Contest Winners !!

Hello everyone! Thank you to everyone who participated in my very first art contest surrounding Chime, my goofy robot.

I will be tagging all the artist, their original post/and or blog! I have already rebloged all the artist original posts with my tags but I will add a short summary for them.

Our First place winners!

Who gain x1 Full body render + rendered Chibi ^^! a character of their choice!

In theme as a collaborative effort from @sa1m0nn and @a1stinky3z with an amazing piece!!!! Chime being seen singing to the viewer before becoming aggressive in 3 short moments with a slash!! Such great work from Sal in the rendering and format!! Gah I love it

Our Other First place winner was from @cloudyvoid!! A Short gif of Chime in amazement with her Oc Neptune! This was such an astonishing submission >< I was blown away by the lighting and story telling from a simple image! I think they'd get along swell

The link is to their account as ArtFight has been down for a few days now!!

In our Second Place category!

Who gain x1 Half Body render + rendered chibi ^^! a character of their choice!

From @theblog-with-thestuff !! This was an amazing entry, the lighting, scene, and posing is everything to me!! His gift box towards his work is the icing on the robotic cake

Submission from @ane-doodles chime gets jammy!! Once again, the lighting is amazingly made. What stuck out about this one was the perspective :0!! Well done ^^

Our 3rd Place winners

Who gain x1 Half body render, a character of their choice!

Chime being smug and mischievous, from @wired-migraine !! The disappointment in the STAFFs body language says it all LMAO perfectly fits his character to sit down where ever he pleases

An on theme submission from @nebuladreamz Gahh!! I've already ranted in their tags but I loved everything about this, the smile, the lighting, and notes?? Amazing

Our 4th Place winners

Who gain x1 chibi simple each, a character of their choice!

A terrifying rendition from @mechanicallizard !! With attention to texture, chimes abilities, and a wide smile :)

A sing-song lyrical piece from @world-loading !! Showing off the two sides of chime that work together to create the Robot we all know and love :)

From @mitathemita !! With an amazing submission, the movement of the ribbons is what really got me. Done so very gracefully in an eerie way /pos!!

This smugsmug Chime was drawn by @poisned !! Watch him stealing hearts out here. The uniqueness of lineless is such an amazing technique that works so well here, applause!

Thank you everyone who joined my silly art competition!! I will go down the list of everyone who's won, it will take time to go through each one, your patience is appreciated!

Winners! Congrats on your places, send over your character you wish to be drawn. As I said before, I will go down the list from 1st to 4th! Mind you, I will make a master post with all the finished winner pieces.

If you are uncomfortable with me posting your Oc, please specify! ^^ If you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask!

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Holy shit I never expected Horimiya to pop up on this blog but if it’s here I’ll take it

If I can let me do the honours of the first request - Hori and Miyamura (separate) with a shorter s/o except s/o is still a huge tease regardless but they get flustered when their partner decides to react back

(Horimiya) Hori and Miyamura with a shorter S/O

Here at genshingorlsrevengeance, we'll be bringing you the most random out of pocket content. Post tagging Author's notes: ...Wait a bloody second, there's already a Horimiya imagines community?

Height: 163 cm (5’4”)

Hori gets a bit of satisfaction from the fact she's taller than her S/O.

Normally she would make no mention of it, but it was the fact that S/O was trying their damn hardest to always tease her, she bites back.

(Hori) "Listen here, you little punk!"

There's also the satisfaction she gets at seeing them get flustered from her teasing. A little smirk grows on the edge of Hori's lips as she sees them stuttering.

For her, the height difference is like an emergency glass to break when she runs out of something to tease them about.

(Hori) "Hah! If you wanna say something, then get up here and tell me yourself!"

(S/O) "T-That's not fair!"

Of course, it's all in good fun. Unless S/O is being a particular little shit that day.

Height: 169 cm (5'7")

Miyamura honestly doesn't bring up S/O's height at all.

When it comes to teasing, there's several other things to use instead of their height.

And it wasn't like he was exactly a taller than average height himself. He doesn't mind their height difference.

What he does mind however is S/O constantly trying to prod him for reactions "because it's cute."

(Miyamura) "GAH! S-S/O, why did you blow on my ear!?"

(S/O) "Because you'd make that noise!"

He gives an exacerbated sigh, before trying to do the same.

Miyamura sees S/O get flustered as he bends down to do so, but he's suspicious if his blowing is actually what causes them to falter.

...Now that he thought on it, everytime he had to bend down to help S/O or giving them a kiss on their head seemed to fluster them as well.

(Miyamura) "Weird. S/O has the strangest reactions sometimes..."

[blingblong55]

Bound Obedience- John Price NSFW

Photo credit: @ave661 (left and right) Based on a request: im new to your blog but gah damn… i was wondering if you could write smut of price and… pet play? now i knooooow its impossible for this man to be submit.. but could you pretty please make him the good boy this LMFAOOOOO also m!reader pretty please!! much love xx ---- M!Reader, smut, MDNI, 18+, MLM, established!relationship, pet!play, sub!Price, dom!reader, choking? ---- A/N: I'm sorry if my M!Readers aren't getting as many fics as I know you want from me and also i'm not sure I did a good job at pet play this time around

Price's back arches against the desk of his office. His eyes closed as you watched with pleasure how easily he gave you anything you wanted. He wanted to keep his moans quiet but it was impossible when you were pleasuring him this good. John knows this is his fault, that it's his fault that you have him whimpering and begging for you in whines.

Your hand on his dick as you reach for the drawer that he kept locked which contained his and your favourite sex toys. You knew he was weak for one in particular and when he gasped at the feeling of it on his tip, you smirked. You insert the toy into his urethra, earning whimpers and moans from him. As he slowly adjusted to the feeling, you pushed the bead of the toy deeper with your thumb, his eyes closed and he bit his lip. Your cock hardened at the pretty sight your dear lover had become.

"That's it…such a good boy," you murmur as you push the toy in and out of his urethra. "You're doing so well for me, pet" you praise which only earns more moans from him, his eyes fluttering to the sensation. What a mess of a man he was.

Pre-cum leaked from your tip as you watched him squirm and whine for you to stop. But if a man like him wants to be fucked senseless, he must obey. He takes your free hand, places your thumb in his mouth and he sucks it whilst trying to keep his composer.

You push it deeper and watch him cum. Your fingers are sticky but this doesn't deter you from making him a mess.  John lets out a soft grunt as the intense feeling of the stretching takes over his body.

Moans of pleasure surround the room he grew to know.

You take the toy out, toss it on the desk before turning him over and slapping your hard length on his ass. The cold lube on his entrance makes him clench around your fingers when you get him ready for you. Moans of satisfaction escape his pretty lips once more. Your cock in his ass only makes the feeling of euphoria better. Your thrusts were fast but also punishing for how he teased you all day. The sounds of skin slapping skin mixed with his moans only fueled your desire to make him know he was yours. Your plaything, your toy, lover and your good boy.

You take hold of his short hair, pulling it back and giving him slopping kisses whilst the other hand slaps his ass, earning moans to escape through his mouth and land on those dangerous lips of yours. "Fuck, baby~" he whimpers when his eyes open and meets yours.

When you spank him once more, he gasps and inhales sharply, his eyes flutter shut. As the pain subsided, he felt the fire awakening within him. You hold onto his neck, forcing him to face you and lock lips with you. Price opened his mouth to deepen the kiss, his tongue dancing with yours.

In his semi-weakened state, he didn't try to push you away. This was his punishment for being a brat, and he was enjoying it. Pushing harder into him, you made him yelp, twitching in ecstasy. Perhaps what he needed more often was not only a hand up his ass but also a hand around his pretty throat. His body trembles as you continue to drive into him, pulling his hair slightly to force him to keep kissing you.

Moaning against your lips, Price could feel his climax looming closer and closer, the feeling intensifying with each thrust. You turn him over, pushing your cock back into him as he wraps his legs around your waist, clutching at your shoulders for balance, panting loudly. "I'm…fuckin close," he whispered hoarsely, the words muffled by your lips pressing hard against his. A combination of lust and fear resulting from the strong grip on his neck sent shivers down Price's spine. It was perfect. The most incredible cock he's ever had, paired with a treat of choking, spanking and the dominant attitude he oh so needed only made the perfect storm for him.

You grabbed his throbbing cock pumping it with rhythm with your thrusts, sending waves of pleasure through his body. Price whimpered at the sensation, his mind swimming with lust. Your voice further set him off, sending him over the edge.

"F-fuck, Y/N, yes!" He cried out, his body bucking against yours as he came hard. The sight of the immense amount of cum spewing out of Price's cock seemed almost obscene, the thickness of it coinciding well with the impressive size of his partner's.

Your warm member kept pulsating inside him, the same wetness seeping from the intense fucking, slicking up your cock. He could feel how close you were as well, swallowing thickly. His hands tightened their grasp, nails digging into the skin on your shoulder, hanging on as he rode through the explosion of pleasure.

Your warm member kept pulsating inside him, the same wetness seeping from the intense fucking, slicking up your cock. He could feel how close you were as well, swallowing thickly. His hands tightened their grasp, nails digging into the skin of your shoulder, hanging on as he rode through the explosion of pleasure.

Price groaned at the feeling of you inside of him, both your breathing heavily. Being called that put a sense of affection behind those dirty words. He mewled in delight. When your thrusts slowed down, a small pang of sadness twisted in his core, knowing this round was nearing its end.

However, the next words that spilt from your lips sent a shiver up his spine. "You're my pet, understand?" Pawing at the base of your neck, he glanced back, the colour in his cheeks burning bright red. A tremble in his voice, he replied, "Y-yes, master…" He loved the idea of submission, of being yours. Everything about the role-play suited Price perfectly.

He eventually slumped against the table, trying to regain his breath. Despite the sweat that had formed due to their vigorous sex, he couldn't wipe the smile off his face. You had managed to put him back in his place, brought him back down to earth. Price knew he'd need to act better now that he had been thoroughly fucked senseless.

He eventually slumped against the table, trying to regain his breath. Despite the sweat that had formed due to their vigorous sex, he couldn't wipe the smile off his face. You had managed to put him back in his place, brought him back down to earth. Price knew he'd need to act better now that he had been thoroughly fucked senseless.

A/N: i need advice, am i getting better at mlm smut????? do i need more? less?

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[gamebunny-advance]

Thank you, so much! I'm always happy to hear when people like the stuff I make, but I wouldn't say I'm the most knowledgeable about NSR~ ^^;

I'd say that @/anger-ey is much more detailed when it comes to NSR documentation ^o^. Even when I was actively collecting info, I was pretty sloppy with it and didn't really contribute to any archive, so my knowledge is pretty scattershot~

But she's got pretty much everything together. They've even corrected me and helped me sleuth out a few things multiple times, so if you're looking for pretty much anything official NSR, I'd go to them (though I'm still happy to help when I can).

I'm sure you can figure out a way to be resourceful and make it the best you can~ Your idea sounds like it would work fine, and I have seen other people hand make that style of charm with other materials, so I think it's possible to make some good homemade mini chips ^_^ (maybe I'll make my own Shellfish snack for Doll!Kliff to munch on~)

And yeah, Sayu is very cute~ As a connoisseur of pink and cute things myself, I'm also surprised that she's not even in my top 3, UmU. She's still great though~

And no prob~

Hm...

Ya know what would be a cool idea?

Making one of those candy shaker charms, but it's designed like the Sayu Shellfish packaging.

[fangsforiris]

How would the sakamaki brothers react if they find out that they were the sons of the same mother and that they're biologically brothers but karlheinz killed their real mother and separated them . (Btw i reaaally love your blog 💕💕)

Sakamaki Brothers’ Reaction to Being Blood Siblings Related by 1 Mother

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Shū:

“We are blood related…? Seriously…? And here I thought I only had to deal with Reiji. …It seems as if that man will never rest. …That poor woman…”

• Shū wouldn’t be as shocked as compared to the others. He’s been used to Karlheinz’s plans for years longer than the others.

• However, he’d be more tired if anything. Like always, he can never be rid himself of his father and his constant need for his plans to succeed.

• I doubt his relationships with the brothers will change, since beyond this revelation, they are all still the same people. Within the same environment which conditions them to act within a hostile manner.

Reiji:

“Father… he… No. I refuse to believe such a sentiment. I already loathe being related to that deadbeat enough, but this? …What will become of us now?”

• He’d be the most in denial. As in, it would take Reiji the longest to accept that this was even a possibility in the cards.

• Reiji is known to idolize his father, so for this to occur? I think it would heavily confuse his loyalties.

• However, since he does have somewhat of a maternal instinct for his siblings, mainly younger, he’d use this as an opportunity to get closer to them and have more of a ‘close knitted family,’ in the way the Mukami’s do.

Ayato:

“Ehh!? What do you mean we all shared a mother?! That doesn’t even make sense…! We don’t even look alike? Gah… that old man has some explaining to do!”

• Most confused 100%

• Either he skipped a few biology lessons or fell asleep in them, but even he knows that it doesn’t add up as much as it’s supposed to.

• I think he’d use this as a way to perhaps become a bit closer to all of the brothers and in a sense, make amends for the past teasing/borderline bullying he participated in (mainly towards Subaru.)

• Since he is considered to be the most ‘humane’ out of the brothers, it isn’t as far off for him to have empathy and to want to start brand new.

Kanato:

“We… all share a mother? What do you mean? Am I not my mothers son? I don’t understand, Teddy. What are is he saying…? What are you saying!? This does not make any sense…!”

• I think he’d also be in denial, or mainly shocked beyond comprehension.

• It’ll take Kanato a bit to understand, especially since this will deeply impact his pre-established identity issues.

• He was heavily narcissistic about his hair due to it being almost exact to the late Cordelia’s, so for him to not have that connection, one that he founded his entire self-esteem on, it would be detrimental.

Laito:

“So it seems we were fooled, weren’t we? Fufu~ That man certainly knows how to cause a commotion. …That woman then is no mother to me…”

• Out of everyone, I think Laito would want to do further research into this woman and who she was.

• Due to his complicated relationship with his mother, and his pre-established self-loathing, I think this will make him wonder if in another life, he’d be able to have a healthy correlation with mother figures and sexual activity as a whole.

• Laito already does somewhat act as an ‘older brother’ towards Ayato, Kanato, and Subaru, but perhaps this would allow him to get away with more in the scope of caring and involvement.

Subaru:

“He… killed her…? That damned old man! He’s selfish to the core, not one ounce of feeling to be found in him…! That’s all we are… just pawns…”

• Subaru already hated his father due to what he did to his mother and himself. So to find out that he shared an actual blood bond with his brothers, and not just a half-bond would be almost incomprehensible to him.

• He’s always wondered what it’d be like to share a fully-blooded sibling, so to find out it was always here… is bittersweet. Especially since the pre-established relationships between him and the rest of them are sour, and based on tearing down his self-esteem.

• He’d feel the most bad for the woman, and whatever alternate universe could’ve arised from him having a good parent that didn’t project all of their emotional turmoil onto him.

[alexiethymia]

Hi, love your blog ❤️ especially your analysis on Jinshi and MaoMao. I have read LN till around volume 9 plus manga and I don't have any problem with spoilers.

Can you list all Jinshi X MaoMao moments? Like from volume 10 to whichever volumes you have finished...?

You see, as much as I love other characters, I'm mainly reading it to see my favourite ship sail, i.e. JinshiXMaoMao ✨ so if there are any great shipping moments in future chapters please list them, I'll give it a go. Thank you so much, really loved your char analysis ✨. This gem of a story is not discussed enough!

I can’t recall everything entirely, and the web novel I’m sure will differ from the light novel. But here are a few.

Some of the moments which I loved where when Jinshi asked to hold Maomao’s hands interlacing like in a lover’s hold. From what I read, he sort of marked her middle finger. Maomao later gets embarrassed after the fact. I’m not sure if it’s because she thinks everyone else saw them or because of the mark.

The moment I mentioned in my post was I think the end of LN 12? And also the end of WN 10 if I’m not mistaken. Maomao goes to Jinshi on her own. They end up hugging on the floor and she ends up falling asleep on him. He brings her to his bed (like the time she saved him during the ritual), and kisses her forehead for replenishment.

The recent WN arcs are quite interesting since Maomao has accepted his feelings and in her words, they’re now in a relationship (though of course as characteristic of Maomao she’s still cool towards him). There’s one interesting chapter about a night visit (haha) though nothing happens. In other words Jinshi is restraining himself. But surprisingly! It’s Maomao who’s being a bit forward now. At the end of the recent chapter in the recent arc, Jinshi is stopping himself from touching Maomao because he’ll want to hug her tight (and bite and lick her too, gosh does this man not get embarrassed at all??) and Maomao ends up tracing her finger down the back of his wrist up until his middle finger (maybe as payback to what he did in the Western Capital?) and I don’t know about you but it reads to me as her teasing him, though I might warn her from provoking him too much haha. (But then again maybe Maomao does want something to happen).

It’s also sweet to hear her inner thoughts after the night visit that she was both relieved and disappointed nothing happened and that she wants to both see him and not see him. It’s interesting to see her maybe unsure, and perhaps also a bit restless when Jinshi doesn’t call on her. Because this time she’s the one who asks Chue to call Jinshi to contact her. And finally the piece de resistance, when she wants help with something involving her Joka nee-chan, she thinks about someone she can trust, and the only face that comes to her mind is Jinshi. Arghh my heart. For this wary cat to realize how much she really trusts Jinshi. And perhaps her taking this step in accepting his feelings is her way of showing belief in his words that he will make it so she doesn’t regret them being together.

And oh! I loved the mother and daughter-in-law talk. For Aduo to finally reveal the truth to Maomao since she sees how serious the both of them are getting, for Aduo to compare herself to Maomao, for Aduo to offer her a chance to escape even if it would make her son unhappy (Chue actually interjects here! Because Aduo ordered her to make his son happy and Chue can’t accomplish that mission with Maomao gone, gah my heart. Chue the captain of the Jinshi x Maomao ship), and despite that chance and learning the truth, for Maomao to gain the resolve to stay (with Jinshi) anyway. They really have come so far.

[kotias]

Herf G Operation - My Arum Lily

Time to present here as well the porn without even the shadow of a plot that was entirely written to indulge G, one of the four mods of @goodomensafterdark !

Big, big, BIG thanks to all the artists who got involved in this project, offering stunning art for this fic:

- @bea-n-art for her Temptation artwork

- @lauramoon1987 for her Languid Moan artwork

- Zoinksart for their smut artwork (to be found in the fic!)

- @gahellhimself-blog for his winged artwork

- @daneecastle for her Falling for You artwork

- @gleafer for her Gaunder at his statue artwork that inspired a part of the fic (to be found in the fic)

- @vavoom-sorted-chill for her Say It artwork

It was a huge honour working with you all on this beautiful project to destroy G's brain in one messy strike <3

Tags: Wings - mausoleum - Grave - under the stars - Risk of being caught - laudaddy - Cemetery - consenting adult-shaped beings - alcohol leaves body before anything happens - Plot What Plot - Smut with Feelings - Chops Vault (more details in the AO3 tags)

Rating: explicit

Word count: 8,286 words

Summary:

Hoowee, laudanum! Last time Crowley does that!

Plot? What plot? Purely indulgent cemetery porn without even the shadow of a plot.

Excerpt:

Crowley tried to wiggle into a more advantageous position, but stuck as he was in the coffin, all he was able to do was make the wood creak under the power of his wings, shuddering under Aziraphale's weight and soft caresses. “Gah-” His eyes fluttered shut, his mouth opening wide, showing his fangs and forked tongue. “Angel, that’s-” Aziraphale’s hand coursed through the feathers of his obsidian wings, clutching his throat shut. “Goddamn, angel-”

“No blasphemy, wily snake.” He wrapped his fingers around his cock, and Crowley gasped under his grasp.

“Ah- alright, Father Fell.”

Now, that was surprisingly exciting- Aziraphale’s shaft most certainly reacted quite well to the title. “Hmm, indeed. And a holy man’s role is to thwart the plans fomented by Hell.”

“Oh please, Mr. Holy Man, show me the Light that I have forsaken!” Crowley exclaimed sarcastically into the void of the night, his snickers broken off by soft moans that he tried so very hard to conceal.

“Hm, well, you see… The most pious ones go as far as punishing the evil out of a body. Do you think that might work?”

“Oh, I don’t know about tha-” A gasp stopped him in his words, and he closed his eyes for a moment, as Aziraphale’s hand trailed its path among his dark feathers, pressing them between his fingers, caressing them like tender skin.

Continue reading on AO3, accompanied with the 7 beautiful works of those wonderful artists!!

~The Arum Lily, or calla lily, often was used in funeral arrangements in the Victorian era; additionally, also had a strong symbolism of rebirth and resurrection in Christianity.~

[askthe-r-m-au]

Yeeeee I'm finally doing this-

Restarting the old R-M fic

(It's on my main account but it's pretty old... so...)

uhh just so yall know as lore gets added onto the AU things might change

Feel free to ask me here or on my blog directly

[ @dayseedrawz2 ]

Ok now onto the Fic!

[The Ring-Misstress | Chapter 1: an alliance]

☆Welcome... to the AMAAAAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS!!! My name is Caine!!! And I'm here to show you the most Jaw-dropping,Heart-stopping, MIND-BENDING parraphinallia you have EVER LAYED YOUR...☆

Blah blah blah... that's all Pomni could hear. She'd been a part of the circus crew for about a week or 2 now?? Maybe more?? Eh, who's counting. Not her! Long enough to know that Caine's daily routine consists of him rambling on about the adventure they'll have that day for at least 5 minutes. So she had plenty of time to dissociate.

Not that she minded Caine's endless rambling. In a way, it was actually kinda comforting, weirdly. Like listening to white noise to fall asleep. She was too busy in her own world to make out completely what he was saying, though. "Blah blah blah, adventure, blah blah blah code, blah blah blah Pomni, blah- Pomni?"

"Pomni??"

☆POMNI!!☆

♧Gah! Huh?? Wha??♧

The Jester was suddenly brought back to reality (unfortunately).

☆You got all of that, right??☆

♧Caine, I don't really care what you have set up for the next adventure-♧

☆My dear, that's the thing!! Today's adventure is unfortunately canceled because SOMBODY just had to EAT AN ENTIRE CHUNK OF CODE...☆

The ringmaster angrily turned towards Bubble.

°○I regret nothing○°

Caine could only groan in frustration before he poked bubble, who disappeared with a "Pop!"

☆... Well then, with that outta the way, I suppose you all enjoy your day off!! I'll be out here if anyone needs me!☆

The crew set off to their rooms, including Pomni. She turned towards the hallway with everyone else, being the last one to her room. But just as she was about to reach for her door, she noticed something...

What looked to be some sort of glitch?? Should she call Caine?? She wasn't sure... but she decided to anyway.

♧Uhh, Caine??♧

No answer. Oh, well. Guess he must've left to prepare the next adventure. That's all he ever does. I mean, he isn't a real person. There's probably not much else he'd want to do.

She took a double-take at the weird thing she'd seen.

♧Wait a second...♧

What at first seemed like just a jumble of 1's and 0's infact, was not. She recognized this... A string of code...

She could read it.

♧"01010101 00100000 01001100 00100000 01000010 00100000 01000010 00100000 01000101"♧

Hesitantly, she reached for the string of code...

Just then, a familiar voice hurriedly approached...

☆My sincerest apologies dear!! It seems my WackyWatchTM must've missed your message!! I hope I'm not too- Huh?☆

Pomni was fidgeting with the numbers. Scrambling them around, trying to make something of them. Eventually, she left them in a certain order. The numbers formed a sphere and slowly dissappear, leaving a familiar transparent ball...

♧Bubble??♧

°○Wow!! That was weird!! I'm gonna go now!!○°

And with that Bubble floated off to who knows where.

Pomni stared down at her hands. In them, few little bits of code, like glitter, slowly faded away.

She looked up from her hands startled to see that Caine had been floating there the entire time. He looked almost- dumbfounded...

☆How... did you do that??☆

Pomni seemed a bit confused at the question.

♧Y-you code things all the time what do you mean??♧

☆Yeah no- how did you do that without a Cane??☆

He gestured to his cane that was floating beside him.

♧I- Well- I dunno I just- sorta reached out and-♧

☆Well dear, I'm quite impressed!! Not only because of that but- I've never seen that sorta thing happen to bubble before...☆

He muttered under his breath.

☆unless...☆

♧Hm?♧

☆Say... Perhaps whenever you aren't busy with adventures, like today, you could help out with bugs and stuff!! How's that sound??☆

He look right into Pomni's eyes, almost pleading, in a way... Pomni thought about the offer for a moment.

What if... there were a code for the exit..?

Maybe... just maybe... helping the ringmaster was her ticket out of here!! To get on his good side!!

♧Uhh, yeah sure.♧

☆Well then, I understand if you d- wait, really?☆

♧I guess so.♧

She couldn't believe it!! He was actually buying it!! "Exit here I c-"

☆Oh Thank you thank you thank you!!! I could really use a hand around here!!☆

He wrapped her in a very uncomfortably tight hug. Nonetheless she manged to force a smile...

♧Heh, n-no problem...♧

YIPPEE IM FINALLY DONE-

This took all day-

Also I'm finally on summer break so imma hopefully have alot more time to write-

Uh anyways uh-

Ask Caine, Pomni an Voz I guess-

(or me about the au/fic in general)

See ya in chapter 2!!

[cloudcountry]

wait, are you a piano? piano, azul lover?? :0 if so, helloou I follow your other blog, I love your opinions <3 but if it's not you, the same, helloooo I'm glad to find more blogs xd well I would like to request headcanons for riddle, azul, vil and rook reacting to their female reader (they are already in an established relationship~) doing this: " happy-pharrel williams by: cara delevigne :) " just like the video mc is a model who is always herself, dances and likes to make faces in her photo shoots ;)) tkm!!

SUMMARY: Riddle, Azul, Vil, and Rook dating goofy model!!

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: i don't have another blog so i think you have me confused with someone else ^^" but hello anon!! you are actually my first requester and i thought that video was really sweet (in a weird way AHSGFDAH) sigh i havent heard that song in YEARS.

~~~~~

Riddle Rosehearts

At first, Riddle doesn’t know what to make of your photoshoots. The pictures his mother had hanging in their house did not look like the pictures you take at all.

You’re going to have to tell him that those pictures his mother has are of really really old people that posed for hours and not modern modeling.

“Wait, so you mean you don’t wear—?” “Nope! I wear modern clothing and my shoots are super chill! You should come watch sometime!”

It’s nice to see you so happy though. You're so confident when you're in your element. It’s a side of you that Riddle truly admires since not many have your charisma. It’s a quality he values in the Queen of Hearts (even though his dormmates will tell you he doesn’t have much of it himself, oops!)

He will actually make time to come to your shoots since you asked him to. He’s a bit awkward, eyes darting around the room at all the equipment he doesn’t recognize.

Then he sees you, and you wave so happily to him that he can’t help but smile too. He’s surprised at how calm you are in front of the camera, and even more surprised when you start making silly faces and dancing around.

Once your shoot is over, you bounce over to him with a smile and ask what he thought. Well, he thought you were stunning. But is he going to tell you that straight up? Unfortunately, no he won’t.

But it’s obvious enough in his pink cheeks and proud expression.

Azul Ashengrotto

“Well, my dear angelfish, if you ever want to have a photoshoot in the Mostro Lounge, I would not be opposed to allowing you that opportunity!” Free promotion for the lounge hell yeah!

Azul is shocked when you not only take him up on his offer, but use his tables and chairs as props. He walks in on you brandishing a chair like it's a weapon, screaming bloody murder as you stab at the air.

He’s flabbergasted. He is bamboozled. He is shocked. Angelfish...what are you doing?! Despite all his questions, he hangs back and watches you work, eyes wide and brow furrowed in confusion.

He watches you set down the chair and run over to the bar, where you place a glass on your head and balance it for the camera. Azul tenses up because omg that glass is EXPENSIVE—

He has to hide his face in his hands and scream quietly when you set the glass down and run to one of the tables, climbing on top of it and beaming at the camera. He doesn’t understand what kind of photoshoot this is at all.

Like, how is he supposed to use these as promotional photos? People should not be acting like this in the Mostro Lounge...he’s only making an exception because it’s you.

There’s a small part of him that expects you to start taking things seriously at some point, or that you’re just joking around with your crew right now. That time doesn’t come.

Your photoshoot wraps up, and you run over to Azul and hug him tightly. He laughs nervously, patting your back.

“So angelfish...what was all that?” “It’s how I model!!” Gah, he can’t say anything to that smile.

Vil Schoenheit

Vil is impressed to hear that you’re a model and offers you a collaboration. Of course, that offer will only stand if you’ve been following his skincare routine.

Now, Vil is a more serious model. It proves difficult to model with him, but surprisingly, you two manage! The crew thinks you may have a telepathic connection or something.

Because while Vil is posing, with no expression on his face and he holds the camera's gaze, you’re behind him with his hair dryer, pretending to dry your hair.

There's another shoot they do where Vil poses for you, and you’re pretending to do his makeup. You stick your tongue out and shut one of your eyes for emphasis, a dramatic facial expression that makes Vil want to roll his eyes.

He adores you, he really does, but he didn’t expect you to be so goofy in your photoshoots. Especially when you start dancing around with cans of spray paint.

You threaten to spray him and he gives you an ice-cold glare that only makes you laugh even harder. “Improvised hair dye,” you call it. Vil can’t say he agrees, but since you didn’t actually do anything to his hair he can’t complain.

Once the photoshoot is over, Vil takes mental notes on your style of modeling and suggests the next photoshoot should be about contrast.

You shrug and say it sounds fun, and Vil is baffled that you agreed so quickly, but then again should he really be surprised? You’re all about having fun.

Rook Hunt

Oh, Rook adores this! He thinks you look radiant and would buy tickets every day to see you frolic on whatever set you’ve chosen.

He would love to prep you for the shoot too, whether that be makeup or hair or helping you with your outfit! Please let him help...please.

Your crew might have to kick him out if he makes too much of a racket yelling about how amazing you look.

It really is quite flattering, but sometimes they need things a little quieter so you're not too carefree.

He'll bring you a bouquet after every modeling session just to display his unbridled support (but not without a cheesy line about the flower's beauty being nothing compared to you.)

If you ever bring up him being in your photoshoot, Rook will be shocked but absolutely elated. You want him in the presence of your beauty?

He fits your carefree attitude so well and is a natural in front of the camera!! Of course, if any of the people working your shoot mention this, he'll start rambling about Vil's beauty and how it prepared him for this day.

I hope you're ready to have a guest at your photoshoots a lot now!! Rook isn't letting this one go.

[hufflepuffwritingstuff2]

another idea for the Mermaid Ask Game 👀👀: 4 5 10

(you don't have to do this one if you don't want to. it just seemd to fun to me not to ask about)

Hi, Space Rabbit! Just a heads up for everyone- you all are more than welcome to request as many things as you want! Back to Space Rabbit- I’m happy to do this request for you! Thanks for requesting this, here you go!

From this ask game

Caretaker held their chin in their hands, their elbows propped up on the rim of Whumpee’s bathtub. Whumpee was sitting on the bathroom floor, holding an ancient-looking book that seemed to have been warped by spending many years in saltwater.

“Okay, okay,” Whumpee said, flipping pages, “it says to turn you human, we need water-”

“Check,” Caretaker said, scooping up a handful of water from the bathtub, letting it run through their fingers.

“a mer and a human-”

“Check!” Caretaker booped Whumpee’s nose.

Whumpee giggled.

“And this incantation.”

“Check check check!” Caretaker sang.

“I guess I just recite it then?” Whumpee asked, “you’re gonna love being human- I can’t wait to take you to a theme park, the library, an arcade- just- EEEEEE!”

Whumpee squealed with delight just thinking about it.

Whumpee read over the spell, then dipped their hand in the water. They then took Caretaker’s hand and started to read.

“Worlds collide and worlds divide,” Whumpee recited, “let fins recede and legs merge. Trade skin for scales, and water for air. Let mer become human, and human become mer.”

Whumpee finished, then looked at Caretaker, who was still very much a mer.

“Nothing’s happening,” they said.

Caretaker, however, looked more worried than disappointed.

“Whumpee, I don’t think that incantation was- GAH!”

Caretaker was blinded by glowing white and blue bubbles rising up from the bathtub, as was Whumpee. When the shower of foam faded, Caretaker’s ears lost their webbing, their gills had closed up, and they had a pair of human legs.

“Woah,” Caretaker said, admiring their new appendages.

“Uh, Caretaker?”

Whumpee looked down at where their legs should’ve been. Caretaker followed their gaze.

“Oh fan worms,” they said, eyes wide.

“Yeah, that,” Whumpee said numbly.

“We should’ve read it before you recited it!” Caretaker said bitterly, “check and see if there’s a way to switch us back!”

“I-I would, C-Caretaker, but,” Whumpee swayed in place, “I suddenly don’t feel so-”

Caretaker clambered out of the tub, not quite sure how to use their legs, managing to catch Whumpee just in time.

“You’re dehydrated,” Caretaker noted.

“You sound like my mom,” Whumpee said hoarsely.

“Come on, into the tub with you,” Caretaker said.

It was a struggle, and they fell down several times, but Caretaker managed to get Whumpee in the bathtub. Once that was done, Caretaker sat down on the bathroom floor.

Whumpee stared at them for a moment, blushed, and quickly looked away.

“What?” Caretaker tilted their head.

“You, um, you have- uh, here!”

Whumpee grabbed a towel and tossed it to Caretaker.

“What’s this for? I don’t mind being wet you know.”

“Mhm,” Whumpee said, quite flustered, “but uh, humans these days typically don’t, uh, well they usually wear- I mean-”

Oh. Oh. Caretaker draped the towel over their lower half.

“It’s safe now, Whumpee,” Caretaker said.

Whumpee looked back at Caretaker, breathing a sigh of relief.

“So, about that reverse incantation…”

Caretaker nodded, handing Whumpee the old book.

“No. No. No. No,” Whumpee said, flipping through pages, “oh- what was it you said- fan worms? Oh fan worms.”

“No reverse incantation?” Caretaker asked.

“Oh there is a reverse incantation,” Whumpee said, “but you can only do it under the light of a full moon. That won’t be for another week.”

“Oh fan worms.”

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