#god I used to be goofy silly fun

[beaulesbian]

with this being the preview for the next ep, and the beginning of gear 5 luffy-vs-lucci fight,

I went to reread one piece chapter 1070, and can't wait even more to see this fight animated in the next few eps! so much loony tunes and goofs ahead!

endlessly spinning luffy:

giant luffy trying to eat-attack lucci:

and of course, creating those funny glasses out of his fluffy hair while he makes a slingshot out of himself:

I can't wait to see this all in color!

[dykerikki]

jackie being the only one to stick to carrying her suitcase on the trek to the lake oh it was over from the beginning

[ssspringroll]

Okay. Challenge accepted.

If EA wont give us another spore game, i'll do it myself.

[sundayinthcpark]

what doctor who is making me learn abt myself is I Like It All And Can’t Take Unnecessary Criticism

[fiftyfiftyfinchy]

okay I have a specific request — Ethan’s sister dating george???? I just feel like ethan would be a really fun but protective brother.

I'm sorry this took me so long to put together, my job has me in a chokehold this week! anyway I hope you like it :))

I’m not sure if I’m here for the free craft services or for the existential bliss of standing next to George Clarke. My brother—Ethan, Behzinga to the world—thinks I’m just bored. He thinks I’m tagging along for some wholesome family bonding or maybe to post behind-the-scenes TikToks featuring him and his goofy friends. He has no clue that what I really want is to watch George from every possible angle until I can’t breathe.  George and I are used to this—little side glances, inside jokes, a teasing tap on the shoulder that feels dangerously electric. Nothing official, but enough to make my chest tighten in anticipation every time we land on the same shoot.

I claim a spot near the plastic folding chairs—flimsy thrones for YouTube royalty—and pretend I’m not devouring George with my eyes. I sip water I don’t need just to have something to do with my mouth. At any moment, I’m convinced I might say something desperate, like “Can I live inside your ribcage?” which is not generally acceptable small talk. But the heat in my spine is so intense that my entire body is basically a tuning fork for desire.

George glances in my direction and a hush slides over me like a weird spiritual wave, but then I remind myself: girl, you are on a set full of cameras. You can't be caught thirsting over one of your brother's best mates. Everyone here sees everything. Except Ethan, who’s too busy ignoring me for the sake of “content” to notice the entire soap opera I’m staging in my head. Thank God for that.

Eventually, the filming starts—some big wheel of dares. It’s silly. It’s comedic gold. I laugh at appropriate intervals, feeling the headache of a forced grin. My face is so stuck in performative cheer that I worry I’ll never be able to frown again. But every so often, George’s eyes drift my way. Then it doesn’t feel forced at all; it feels like someone just pressed an espresso shot of lust into my bloodstream.

I imagine the corners of my mouth still have hints of a smirk when Ethan glances over, eyes full of big-brother protectiveness. Great. His “friendly, easygoing vibe” is over. I can’t help but roll my eyes in a cosmic sense of sibling dread. Because Ethan is the barrier between me and the arms I want to fling myself into. He’s the moat around the castle. He’s the guard dog who barks at everything.

The video ends. Confetti of half-laughter, half-exhaustion litters the air. I hover near the edge of the set, my phone clenched in a death grip. Across the room, George sets down a water bottle. I decide I need to do something dramatic, or I’ll spontaneously combust.

I walk over casually—at least I hope it looks casual, like I’m in total control of my heartbeat. “You did great,” I say, trying to sound breezy instead of delirious. George smiles his classic, impossibly warm smile.

“Fancy seeing you here,” George says, stepping to me with that crooked grin. There's something boyish in the way he leans in, like we share a secret the rest of the room couldn’t possibly understand.

“Right?” I laugh, a little breathless. “Almost like we planned it.” We’ve run this dance so many times, bantering on set, one-upping each other with witty remarks, smiling in ways that promise everything and nothing. But it still feels new—a micro-thrill every time he tosses me that look.

He brushes an imaginary speck of dust off my sleeve, an excuse to close the gap between us. “Oh, I definitely planned it,” he teases, voice low.

Then I hear Ethan’s voice: “Oi! What’s going on over here?” My brother, a sentinel, standing with arms crossed like his biceps can ward off romance. 

“Nothing,” I say. “Just being friendly to your guest, Ethan.” I infuse his name with a sweet venom. 

Ethan narrows his eyes but doesn’t push it. He stalks away—still suspicious— probably to the snack table where the rest of the guys are rehashing the best jokes of the shoot. 

George leans in, breath brushing the shell of my ear. “Text me when you’re free, yeah?”

My chest throbs with that old, familiar longing. “I will,” I whisper, feeling the ghost of his presence on my skin long after he’s stepped back. We share this conspiratorial nod, like two secret agents swapping contraband info.

He steps away and salutes me in a mockingly polite way, turning to follow Ethan and the guys. And I’m left there, fidgeting like some starry-eyed fool, full of swirling fantasies about how our next off-camera rendezvous might go. Maybe it’s crazy to think we can keep up this flirtation without someone catching on—especially my brother—but for now, it’s perfect: the hush of a secret too sweet to keep bottled up forever.

[grimme-and-specs]

I'M BACK, WITH A VENGEANCE

HERE'S A SILLY ASS TEST OR TWO

I wanted to test glow effects in this second one, I really liked how the background turned out too! It's kind of a less goofy one and I really liked how I used all of the colors to my advantage here

Plus the posing is bomb and I love making Rose glow I DON'T KNOW WHY BUT TO ME SHE WOULD GLOW POST GOD TIER HAHAHA

...

Yeah before you ask I started to think about a what-if scenario and thought of that panel because it was 4 in the morning and I was very bored. I didn't want to edit that panel itself because it would have been... I dunno I just didn't want to lol, there's something to be said with inspiration and thus sketching your own thing in result

Anyhoo, here are my sketches

Most of the time I just use the sketch as a baseline, then go "fuck it, we ball" and deviate a lot

Impractical? Yes. Very. Fun? A whole lot of fun.

[dionysus-is-my-dude]

Dionysus isn't a meme

every time i look through the "Dionysus" tag, all i get is percy jackson, the hades game, cute fanart of him and'/or ariadne, or funny haha memes. so few people seem to understand that Dionysus is not just some silly little androgynous fella who loves wine and his wife. He's a god of contradictions, being both one of the oldest and youngest gods worshipped for thousands of years. He's a liberator, not only of the mental cage and burdens of society, but literally, he would travel around and free people who were being treated unfairly.

I've read that archaeologists still sometimes can't tell if art is of Jesus or Dionysus. Dionysus gave us theatre, a way to tell stories on a much grander scale to a much wider audience. He sees no gender or sexuality, for he is of them all, and he calls and accepts everyone who desires to be free.

Sure, yes, he can be silly, he can be flamboyant, and he'll do anything for his loved ones, but he's not just a goofy guy for people to use in joke text memes. this is my patron god. he's been with me my whole life. part of my life is devoted to theatre, my greatest passion, because of him. i feel comfortable with my mental illnesses and femininity because of him. yes, i may call him my dude and think of him as my fun, goofy uncle or whatever, but he seriously means a lot to me. practically every aspect of my life has been touched by him. he frees me from my doubts and insecurities. he encourages me to pursue life's delights in spite of my struggles. he gives me HOPE.

the whole reason i named this blog after Dionysus is because i've always held him in my heart, and he has always been here for me. please don't just water him down to a funny guy who drinks wine.

[lovemomhatepolice]

charles leclerc nswf alphabet (part 1) (minors DNI!)

navigation taglist requests

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) This boy is golden! Really, no matter how hard his day was, he will still try to make you feel great. One time it will be a whole ritual, and another time it will simply be a conversation while cuddling. Believe me - Charles will never leave you without a proper appreciation. B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) His favorite part of the body at his place is definitely his hands. He likes the fact that they are quite strong and not badly built, by the exercises he has to do as a professional race car driver. He loves it when you latch onto them or grab his arm when you're going somewhere. He also loves to show you his muscles for fun himself, because he knows it will make you grin hugely. In general, I think Charles is a person who likes his looks. Let's not kid ourselves, he is a damn handsome man. As for you, Charles loves your hands and cheeks the most. Hm, hands because, as he says, they are terribly delicate and small compared to his own. That's why you have nothing to worry about when glass breaks somewhere - Leclerc won't let you touch it. And God forbid that you would still get hurt somewhere! Cheeks? He loves to kiss you there. He loves the fact that your cheeks are so cuddly, he can't stop stroking them and even playfully pinching them. When he kisses you, that's where his hands are most often. Well, and let's not forget what happens at your place when no one is looking…. Charles is proud of his size. He's not too small, he's not too big - in fact, he's perfect for you. And that's what makes him most happy. And in your case, well, Charles is a fan of your breasts. You used to think buttocks, but no. They are definitely breasts. Charles loves to lie on them, gently kiss them…. Even the very sight of them pleases him, which you find quite amusing. C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Charles doesn't like the mess. His entire house is cleaned, his clothes are neatly ironed, and there is not a single stain of dirt on his car. He has the same when having sex with you. It may sound rather funny, but Charles is definitely not the kind of person who will let your juices spill out uncontrollably. He has to have everything under control, which is why I don't feel he's a fan of slurping on your buttocks or breasts. If you happen to be giving him a blowjob, he also won't be the type to make even one drop of cum appear on your flawless face. D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Charles, Charles, Charles. Hm, sometimes it seems to me that he is the type of person who can think to himself at the least expected moments about how his day with you today will end. Regardless of where he is - whether it's having dinner with his family or singing the Italian national anthem after Ferrari's win.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Everyone is well aware that Charles has had several partners in his life, with whom he has been with for an extended period of time. You know it too - and from him and the media. Also relevant here is the fact that Charles is already 27 years old this year, so he has not been a virgin for a long time. It can be said of Charles that he is experienced, but not in a bad way. F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Missionary. Well, let's not lie to ourselves, Charles loves to watch your face as it changes in the flush of pleasure he gives you during sex. He can give you kisses in this position, whether it's on the lips or on your neck. The missionary position gives him many options - he can be gentle, but also rough. G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Leclerc is definitely more serious than silly during your sex. For him, this is the moment of your connection, where he feels exactly everything he can and desires, so I don't think he approaches it in a goofy way. He likes it to be intimate and tender. H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Charles is definitely shaved down to nothing. Yes, as I mentioned - the man likes cleanliness, so he also puts his own personal hygiene and just doesn't grow his hair down there. As for you I think that there are not some rigid prohibitions and orders, but he would probably prefer that you also do not have a bush down there. Especially since he is a person who likes to give you pleasure, so it definitely won't be super comfortable for him. But a little hair definitely doesn't change anything. I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) As I mentioned - Charles is a nightmarishly romantic person. He loves to make you a flower bath so that you can use it together, of course. And you can't even count how many times your man has prepared a romantic bed for you, only to then quickly get rid of it…. but it's the initiative that counts, right? What's more - Charles loves to give you compliments and show you himself how good you are to him at the moment. J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Mostly, he doesn't need to pleasure himself, because you are eternally close to each other and both of you have the desire at similar moments. However, when you really aren't somewhere for a long time, because, for example, you couldn't go with him because of your own affairs, you do it at a distance with each other. I don't think he's the kind of person who would watch pornographic movies. K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Breeding kink!!! Charles is already at such an age that thoughts of having children are becoming more and more prevalent in his mind, and your appearance in his life has definitely exacerbated this, as before even these thoughts did not appear so often in his life. God, yet if he ever sees you with some child…. You definitely need to be ready for his many questions about children and the possibility of going off the pill. Of course he doesn't push, but he can strongly show you what he wants. L = Location (favorite places to do the do) He traditionally enjoys your sex when it takes place on your bed, in your bedroom, in your apartment. Because of how recognizable he has become, Charles appreciates privacy. But let's not make him such a bore anymore. Countertops in the kitchen? Oh definitely. He himself doesn't know why, but he loves to fuck you in the kitchen, when your back arch... And in his cars!!! You might think they are sacred to him, but with whom better to make them stop being so saintly than with you? M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Oh, our Charles doesn't seem to be someone who needs a lot to get excited. All you have to do is bend over in front of him in a skirt or show too much of your breasts, and his mind starts to think about what you will do tonight...

A/N: part two is already here!!

i will be very pleased if you leave something behind - orders are open, and I am very close to 200 followers! maybe I can get in by the end of the week?

please do not copy and translate my works! in case of any issues related to this - I invite you to discuss privately :)

[erinwantstowrite]

bear with me here because i'm gonna ramble about something i've been thinking about for a while... and i'm not complaining, i'm just noticing

sometimes i think we've leaned so far into the vigilante side of the batfam that we miss out on what really makes their characters: detective work. we need more mysteries in their lives that don't lead up to some big bad "we already know who's doing it" or an "end of the world" or "yet again: this fucking guy." we need more stuff where spy movie music plays in the background and dumb adventures that don't lead up to some huge grand event with a big name villain. the shock factor stops being shocking or interesting in any capacity if we're like "Gah! the Joker! ... Again!" or whatever

does that even make sense? like "yeah sure they're blowing up a building again and there's hostages. oh look they're gonna poison the water supply." these aren't bad and that's not what i'm getting at because obviously this is a classic for comics. you need to have characters/antagonists that show up more than once and who can make a story better by being in it. and i did say to bear with me- that's because im tired. so like i hope im getting this across the right way? it's just that sometimes i don't wanna see a huge explosion, i want these motherfuckers solving a regular murder or a disappearance or regular corruption in a local office without it being tied to a grand reveal like "actually this person knows you as a long lost relative" or "they were at that circus can you guess which night they went?" that kind of thing? if you get me? like... more of the small time stuff makes the big stuff important, it makes it stand out more. at some point, the format gets repetitive even if you're switching up the villains. you can make these situations/mysteries still fun to solve for the characters and fun to read for the audience if you do it right

the concept of a detective dressed as a bat and having a sidekick in traffic light colors is inherently goofy as hell??? but that is what is so charming about it??? i think we have lost the balance between them being silly while also being intelligent with important conversations that criticize the world as we see it and teach lessons and can go over dark topics. nowadays it's always end of the world problems or just straight up the most gruesome true crime you can think of?? or they can ONLY do the dark stuff and the criticism without offering a balance of the good in the world. or we keep coming back to the FUCKING JOKER-

like yes they are vigilantes and with that comes a different level of their work, but their brand should be a mix between a black and white detective film that can get very nitty gritty and a classic spy movie, that kind of thing. at the end of the day, it's what makes them so different from the superheroes. that's what appeals to me.

seeing them in the big superhero groups is fun, don't get me wrong. it's always funny to see them standing next to people who are so powerful they never really fit in with anyone but each other, who chose to step up and use their powers for good. the Bats' specialty is Gotham and yet here they are stopping a god or whatever. and they do stop the god or whatever, all the while being an important leader and strategist to their teammates. they're important to have in these cases. but if there's a world ending event every time i pick something up, it's not as fun

the fact that they are so very human and not fantastical is why i like reading them. it's what makes the joke of people, even Gotham citizens, theorizing about them being cryptids, funny. they're fucking weird but that's because they're detectives. people who love to solve mysteries usually have a fatal flaw of curiosity. they forget the bounds between social interactions sometimes because they're used to working through problems or being intertwined with partners that understand them. but they're very much human. so human that it hurts them in many ways. and idk i've just been thinking about it lately and idk what point i'm trying to get across actually

it's just that in my eyes that's how it really is for Batman- a black and white movie narrated by a very serious man who took up a job to help people, one that has a deeper commentary on the world and viewed outwardly as pessimistic but actually has a deep hope for his city and who tries to help even the people who have wronged others. He's a stationary man in the belief that him being a constant can serve to soothe others and help them move forward. He stays in the middle of the path so he can tell everyone what is up ahead. he blends into the Gotham rainy night to serve justice but in a way that saves both the victim and the perpetrator. (the way he tucks a Robin into his cape is the same he does for Gotham with his mere presence.) and his background is actually so important to his story and yet people still somehow gloss over the lesson from it? he lost his parents because of a man who was on the opposite end of the spectrum to where he was in life. and yet he chose to help the people like the man that killed his parents. he could have done anything else with his power and money, but he instead is choosing to bring as many people up with him as he can. He's Mr. Serious that no one else can get a read on. and yet he walks into a room and he's already piecing together your life and what you're going through because he thinks it matters. he comforts people who have lost something or someone or themselves. I picture Batman and I don't picture a man trying to save the world, I picture a detective walking around a crime scene and trying to save at least one person every time he puts on the cape. and he put on the cape and became a vigilante because then he could go out of the bounds of what laws have been set up- and specifically, Gotham has other people in power who are corrupt, keeping the system that way. that's why Batman being a billionare and throwing himself into helping people at the risk of his own life is so important. he knows that if you are alive, you have something or someone to lose, no matter who you are. the dude is a bleeding heart but he doesn't know how to express it, in fear that if he gets too close, if he moves down the path with them, he'll be lost again

and then he's met with someone who should be a complete opposite, but isn't at all, because they're two sides of the same coin. his partner in crime, his son, a boy that is nothing like the black and white world that he sees. and that's the point in his life where he first sees that potentially getting lost is worth the risk. Robin is color and passion that needs guidance to move forward, but can not do so unless the stationary man learns to move with him. the kid is loud and reckless and you'd think he's from a different genre from the detective but they aren't so different, really. not when you look close enough. Dick grew up moving from place to place and seeing the world, knowing so many different people from different cultures. He's been learning to fly and jump and embrace the free fall his entire life. He's clever and he's sharp, and he thrives in the action and adventure. it's that perspective that compliments the stationary man. one is steady and the other pushes. he's the same genre but a different generation. and Batman introducing him to the way of life he chose for himself was another way he could save someone. because let's be real for a second? Dick would have gone down a very dark path had he not had Bruce, who understood, who saw not just himself in the kid but also saw who the kid has been his entire life until now. he saw Dick's parents, he saw the family he had in the circus, he saw the joy he had in what his family was doing. he saw the grief and the fire and the color that Dick's world was made of. because to Bruce, it always matters. Dick had to come to terms with Bruce's perspective to help anyone who they come across, to always give more chances, and it kept Dick from losing his color

what gets me is that the man who lives in the black and white world can actually see many different shades of gray (because black and white always needs the medium), whereas the boy in a world of color and light can get so focused on the bright that he can become single minded. and yet the boy sees a world of color and delves deeper into the lives of the peolle they come across and can be much more open minded, and the man in the black and white world sometimes forgets the shades of grey are right there. they are just like each other. they can exist without the other, but do they want to? because the black and white can be built up into the colored image, like the inking and shadows drawn on a comic book page before the colors are added in. they meet in the middle to complete each other. Bruce has been passing the story over to the next generation for a long, long time, even before his story was complete. and just like with the first Robin, it was so for every Robin afterwards. they each color in the lines differently, but that's what makes Robin so special, so unique. they are an art style that branches into their own life, but can not forget where they started: tucked into Batman's cape and the inky black of his world

and so detective work really frames their hunanity to me. the mysteries they get their hands on, the glimpses into the lives of Gotham citizens that they swore to protect, it's fascinating. it's what makes their story stand out compared to the people who can lift trucks or cast spells or run around the world in seconds. so yeah ig that's what i'm trying to say? that i want to read more of that? in both canon and fanon. cause even the small time villains we see can be like. AWFUL people and it takes out the fun of their gimmicks. and if it were any other day this would be a more coherent post but alas, it is not any other day

[pink-crayon-princess]

🧸°•🪀☆°•🕹☆•°•🔫☆•°•🧸☆•°🪀

Ways to play if you can't have toys (that isn't just tv/journal/coloring!)

🧸°•🪀☆°•🕹☆•°•🔫☆•°•🧸☆•°🪀

I can have/buy/hide some things, I just can't have obvious little gear!

Window clings make great bath toys, and they come in lots of shapes and sizes for different holidays ☃️🎃

Fidget toys are also great bath toys, and squishy ones feel nice and slippery in the water! ♾️

Statues, figures, holiday decorations, and other thrifted objects can double as dolls - just be careful with them! 🎎

Fake fruit, such as grapes, can double as play food 🍇

Some useful items, such as plush doorstops or silly pens, can be cute for decoration AND for playtime! 🚪

Buy childrens' piano books and learn to play music on a free piano app, if you don't have access to a real piano. The songs are adorable, you will learn a skill, AND you will re-experience learning as a kiddo! 🎹

Print off or make age-appropriate worksheets for math, science, language, etc. and discard them afterwards 📝

Reward yourself with treats when you do something positive 🍬

Draw a picture using at least 10 stickers! 🩷

Lollipops make tasty replacements for pacis. The best sugar-free option is Zollipops! 🍭

I can't have/buy/hide anything at all

If you can't take baths, use brightly-colored soap or shaving cream to finger paint in the shower🧴

Use highlighters and pens that come in lots of different colors instead of crayons 🌈

Make a "snack plate" - a less-fancy charcuterie - it always makes me feel tiny! Cut your food into small bites and eat with your hands if you can 🍿

Learning is the best form of being little, in my fair opinion. Look up songs with hand motions and copy them, watch educational shows such as animal documentaries, or look around on kids' websites such as Nat Geo Kids! 🧪

Pick a scent, piece of clothing, accessory, etc. that you only use when you're tiny. Your brain will slip into the mood quickly 👕

Make paper dolls of yourself, your favorite characters, animals, and more. Make scenarios for yourself such as the carnival, cooking dinner, or being a vet! 🗞

Dance! 🎵

Use your imagination! Maybe a sparkly makeup brush is a movie star. Maybe a little candle is the shy kid. Maybe a sponge is the goofy goober. What personalities would you assign to inanimate objects around you? 💭

Crafting objects can be toys too. Ribbons, for example, can be laser beams, x marks the spot, horsie bows, jungle vines, balance beams, mazes, lassos, reins, and more. 🎀

Get outside! Go for a walk/run and collect fun things that you see along the way, like rocks or acorns. Maybe you can use them for playtime! 🌰

Use different-colored socks on your hands to make sock puppets 🧦

Go about your day ... but as a pirate! Or a princess! Or a tiger! How would a robot fold socks? 🤖

If you're not big on imaginative play, find things to sort, line up, or organize 📊

Talk to God. I'm serious! He wants to know and love you when you feel the most sensitive. You can babble at Him for hours and He will find you so sweet and endearing. There is nothing more healing than being His little one. Like He said, "Let the little children come to Me!" ✝️

[fyodior]

⌕ pairing: nobara x afab reader (no gendered terms used)

⌕ warnings: aged up characters, scissoring, fingering, established relationship, both have pubic hair, a silly goofy couple trying out scissoring for the first time

⌕ word count: 1.65k

⌕ notes: this is my submission for the @ficsforgaza kinktober initiative!! i had so much fun with this piece! i'm new to writing both scissoring and nobara, so please be kind :")

check out my own kinktober here, and the FFG kinktober masterlist here!

“Nobara, I… I’m nervous,” you frown, looking down at your lap to avoid your girlfriend’s concerned gaze.

The irony of your anxiety was not lost on you, considering the fact that you had proposed this idea. Six months into dating the sweetest girl you’ve ever known, not only had you never felt more loved and cherished in your life, but the sex was amazing. It’s only possible that your girlfriend was sent straight from the gods as a blessing to you with how talented she was in the bedroom. Every time she fingered you, ate you out, or fucked you with your strap, you couldn’t help but wonder what you had done so right in your life to deserve a girl like her.

But there was one thing that you had been wanting to try – it had been heavy on your mind the past few weeks, and the last few times you had had sex, but you were always too afraid to bring it up. Until finally, when the two of you were scrolling through porn together, did you point out a video of it.

“Can we… try that?” you had asked sheepishly, scared of Nobara’s reaction.

“What, scissoring?” she had giggled, clicking on the video to watch the two women go at it.

“Don’t laugh at me!” Hiding your face in your hands, you turned away so she couldn’t see the humiliated look on your face.

“Baby, c’mon,” she frowned. “Look at me.” Tugging you towards her, she pulled your hands away from your face. “Of course we can try it. In fact, I’m a little curious about it too.” Nobara shrugged and giggled.

Tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, she looked deep in your eyes. “Never feel like you can’t tell me what you want, okay?”

Cheeks burning with both embarrassment and adoration, you could only nod and lean into her embrace.

That’s what led you two to where you were now, sitting cross legged on the bed as the promise of sex lingered above you.

“Don’t be nervous,” she assures, gently gripping your chin to make you look at her. “We surely don’t have to if you don’t want to, but I promise I’ll do my best to make this great.”

There she goes again, being the perfect, angelic girlfriend she always was.

You just nod, finally meeting her eyes. Despite the thick, jagged scar that marred the left half of her face, you never felt like she was anything but the most beautiful girl in the world. No ���deformity” or difference could change that.

“Let’s do it.”

The smile she gives you immediately reassures you you’re doing the right thing, unable to keep your lips from curling up at the edges too.

“Gotta get you wet first, right?” Nobara smirks. “Lay down, baby.”

Gently pushing you down against the bed, she hovers over you, face looming over yours, giving you one last knowing glance before you nod back. Still retaining her gentleness, she presses a soft kiss to your lips, keeping it light at first. It’s you who deepens it, cupping her cheek before coaxing her to open her mouth so you can slip your tongue in.

Kissing had never felt special to you in the past – it had only ever felt like a means to an end, or a necessary greeting, but that all changed when you met Nobara. All you could ever think about always was getting your lips on your girlfriend.

Her lips don’t leave yours as her hand slowly travels down your body, brushing her fingers delicately against your exposed stomach before slipping inside your underwear. A smirk paints her face when the tip of her finger presses against your hole.

“Wet already?” Nobara teases, teasing your already slicked sex with her ring finger.

“Shut up.” Your pout had her giggling again before kissing it away.

“Makes me happy knowing I turn you on so much, even without doing a thing.”

Her words go straight to your pussy, making you gulp as you felt your arousal increase tenfold.

Trailing her fingers upwards back towards what she really wants to focus on, Nobara swirls soft circles against your needy clit, basking in the way you already let out a tiny moan. This only encourages the woman, rubbing figure eights with increasing pressure around the ultra-sensitive spot.

The touch felt divine – no one’s touch had ever compared to Nobara’s, not with how gentle yet brazen she was, not afraid to make you feel good.

Despite the pleasure already seeping into your veins, you’re getting impatient.

“Please hurry,” you whine, wiggling underneath her.

“Okay, okay,” Nobara concedes with a chuckle. She had no problem with this, considering the anticipation and fingering already had her wet too. “Let’s get to the main event, I guess.”

The time had come, both of you shedding the rest of your clothes, but now the two of you had to figure out the best position, considering it was new to you both. It took some finagling, with awkward laughs and messy limbs, but you finally settled on a configuration that felt okay. With you still on your back, you had one leg lifted towards your chest so that Nobara could rest in between them, able to line up your pussies.

“You ready, baby?” she prompts, pressing another kiss to your lips when you nod.

Though the both of you were definitely wet, Nobara squirts some lube on her pussy just to smoothen the process. But now it was time.

Scooting closer, your girlfriend lined up your cunts together, smiling as your pussy lips kissed. She was gentle at first, bumping her slick folds against yours, your pubic hair meshing with yours, but she could only maintain that patience for so long.

The pressure against your pussy increased as she leaned in further, gasping and whining. It’s like your pussies were made for each other, made to slot against each other in such a lewd yet wonderful way.

You were getting impatient though. “Move, please,” you whined, already thrusting up against her from where you lay on the bed. Nobara just giggles before conceding.

It takes her a second to build up a rhythm. A hand grips your raised leg to stabilize herself as she begins to rock her pelvis, both increasing the pressure and movement. And fuck it felt good, better than you imagined it would. Throaty moans escaped you and she gasps as your needy clit catches against hers. The pleasure that came from your most sensitive spots rubbing against each other sent shockwaves through your body.

“More, harder.” Your ability to ask nicely had all but faded away.

Nobara does as you request, humping against your pussy with increasing fervor. It was truly electrifying, this new sensation, your slick cunts slotting and mushing together with every thrust. Squelches and moist noises wafted through the air with the movements, proof of your arousal.

“Feels so damn good,” Nobara groans. “You feel so damn good.”

Her flattery travels directly south, encouraging you to hump against her harder. Using your forearms as leverage, you used your strength to rock your hips harder against hers. The mixture of both your movements was heavenly. You work in tandem to rut into each other, groans, moans, and whines from the both of you filling the room as you dive deep into the act. It’s messy, wet, and slightly uncoordinated with both of you being unexperienced, but the gratification is only increasing.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you whine. Your head is clouded with pleasure and the only noises you can get out are moans and curses. “Nob-Nobara, baby.”

“Right here, love,” she smiles as she pants.

It was tiring moving your hips so fervently to rub your sopping cunts together, especially with your position underneath her, but it truly was heavenly. It was so lewd, felt so dirty to do such an act, and yet you bask in the pleasure. The pleasure of lips to lips, clits to clits, rubbing together to electrify each other and further ignite the arousal that bloomed inside of you.

Soon, a familiar feeling swirls in your lower belly, the pleasure of humping your girlfriend’s pussy hurtling you closer to a heavy orgasm.

“Fuck, gonna come,” you gasp.

This only encourages Nobara, pushing your leg further towards your chest to get a better angle for her to rut against you, pulling throaty moans from each of your mouths. Your clit pulsed and throbbed, becoming more and more sensitive with every thrust, and it’s not long before you’re pushed over the edge.

“Shit, fuck- ahh!” you cried out, keening and head falling against the pillows as your orgasm washes over you, electricity coursing through your veins as you come hard. This newfound position had pulled a unique high from you, and you bask in it.

Nobara, turned impossibly more on by your reaction, was not far behind you. You hissed with oversensitivity as she humped even harder against you, angling her hips to get the best pressure against her throbbing clit. You tried not to pull away despite your own oversensitive clit, wanting your girlfriend to come as hard as you. And it’s not long before she is, moaning your name and a string of expletives as her own orgasm hits her like a damn truck.

Breathy pants come from the both of you, Nobara quickly falling against the bed in exhaustion - both from the overwhelming high, and the burnout from the physical strain.

“How have we never done that before?” she giggles, gathering you in her arms, before peppering sweet kisses all over your sweaty face. “Felt so damn good, like nothing else.”

You just chuckle too, shaking your head and wrapping your arms around your beloved girlfriend. “Dunno, but we gotta try again soon – with me on top this time.”

Nobara’s wide smirk is nothing short of both adorable and arousing.

[tyunn1ngz]

hueningkai nsfw alphabet

cw: gn!reader i think ? to the best of my ability anyways and no gender is stated regardless

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

total softie!!!!!!:( wants to be held and wants to hold u and its just oh-so delicate and tender just two lovers in ur own little safety bubble— giggles w hushed pinky promises that u will meet in ur dreams that night

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

on himself his lips and his fingers— his lips on urs, his fingers in u; his fingers in ur mouth, he’s obsessed w it all, he likes it so much

on u ur thighs and tummy!!! marking u up all over and squishing the skin under his fingertips, rubbing over ur tummy when hes inside u just to watch u squirm and gasp .. ( ；∀；)

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

his cock gets so wet when hes hard n he cums a lot its so cute really especially cuz he’d get so shy abt it <3

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

gets off to ur voice sometimes— like listens back to voice notes u’ll send him even if all u r doing is talking abt ur day and gets himself so hard out of nowhere he loves hearing u

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

a big virgin w no idea what hes doing before u but thats ok!!!!! thats what practice is all abt !!!!!!! more fun for u especially bc hes such an eager learner <3

f = favourite position (this goes without saying)

spooning or riding — spooning is so intimate and he can feel up ur thighs and tummy so nicely that way, or dip his hands to bring u more pleasure to ur sex; and u riding him means u can take the reins and he’s very into that! use him to get urself off honey!

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

silly for the most part, its more relaxing and comforting that way, sex isn’t some performance between u two. but sometimes it feels like his brain just melts and pours out his ears so thats when it’ll seem more serious, bc u’ll have just a soft big eager puppy on ur hands then :<

h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

for my own personal bias. No shaving. all his body hair in tact. everyone listen to me bc that is SEXY. his happy trail ohhgod

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

very intimate, has to be touching u at all times it’d be like chopping a limb off if u told him he wasnt allowed to touch u. loves rubbing his cheeks against urs idk thats just a thing in my head

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

cracks knuckles what do u guys know abt PLUSHIE HUMPER kai who steals sprays of ur perfume or lets u cuddle a specific one so it’ll smell like u when he fucks it later and cries ur name softly … what do u KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

nipple play. make this boy cum from just playing w his nipples i swear to god. and when hes more on the dominant sides of things definitely dacryphilia imo

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

just the bedroom !!! but maybe a quickie in the bathroom at a party could be up his alley too whos the say ;p

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

watching u get changed or get ready in general, defo also gets so hard when u do smth as simple as sit in his lap and move a little too much hes just too easy !!!!!!!!!!

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

nothing too rough and violent, and not heavy on the degradation either. just a tiny bit sometimes but hes more abt praise!! dont b too mean to him he’ll get stuck in his head :( not too fond of too much degradation towards u for this reason too! just a little if its what ur into but he prefers being nice to u its just in his nature no matter how bratty u get w him </3

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

a giver, bc it means he can make u feel good and also be between ur thighs which make for great earmuffs! not very good at it sometimes but his eagerness makes up for it!!!! other times he’s absolutely expert w his tongue its insane

he does love receiving tho!!!!! as much as he won’t admit it bc he thinks it’ll make him selfish for some reason Σ('◉⌓◉’) loves when u take him especially deep— rly makes his thighs shake and u have to keep ur hands on his hips to keep him from practically fucking ur throat >_>

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

gentle but kinda fast ? he gets so desperate and pathetic that he needs it to be faster but he can’t hurt u so he’s gentle by nature. he’ll get a lil rougher when he’s closer to cumming tho or if u rly push for it<3

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

don’t happen often but when they do they’re the hottest thing in the world. he either goes so dumb hes basically melted into ur arms and pleading, almost in tears or! he’s finally treating u like u won’t break and just taking what he wants, whispering how good u feel and how a little part of him wants someone to walk in and see u breaking in his hold :3c

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

a little! nothing crazy but if theres a more tame fantasy u wanna try he’d defo be down, and he’s happy to tell u his own fantasies, even if his face burns up w embarrassment w every word. not too fond on risks, not big ones anyway but little thrills r always fun!!!! ฅ/ᐠ. ̫ .ᐟ\ฅ

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

doesnt last long the first round especially but he’ll go as many rounds as u want. obsessed w how u feel when u cum on his cock so if u orgasm once and its not w him inside u ur gonna be going again and even then it might not be enough he’ll be overstimulating the both of u to the heavens— just be aware of that !

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

lowk vibrator obsession, loves watching u use it, loves using it on himself, loves using it on u, u using it on him— u both using at the same time, pressed up against either side of it and crying into each others mouths .. could also see him loving the idea of having a fleshlight. Gulps. ＿|￣|○

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

teases u a lot when hes in charge just to see ur glassy eyes and pretty lips form a pout, but hes pretty hypocritical bc he doesnt like to be teased and he’ll get so pathetic when u do .. sigh

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

louder when hes closer to cumming, whimpers and gaspy moans that grow louder and higher in pitch the closer he gets, probably likes to stuff his face in a pillow or plushie to keep himself quiet bc he gets so embarrassed but he sounds so pretty :((((

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

never really puts u in ur place when u act bratty but one time he just snaps and ur legs were trembling for a good two days after; good thing he was back to his little angelic self and carried u everywhere

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

big hes hung asf. personally im a little more interested in the 50 pounds of ass he carries around but ig his cock is also important in this category

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

HIGH! .. once he gets a taste of sex— of you, he is insatiable woooo boy

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

hes not conking out until ur asleep first!!!!!!! so however long ur awake for after all is done, he’s up too!!!! no matter how hard his eyelids try to droop closed ok and if ur not sleepy hes not either (he is but just keep talking ok he’ll keep fighting it off)

[harleith-harlot]

@ajoure's Harleith art masterpost

(bold was added to the list in the most recent update, italic is a several page comic. Last update: April 7, 2025)

Non-AU

they both don't get personal boundaries at all (evil gays) (the OG omg???)

more evil scientists

time passes but habits remain the same

and they were roommates

worth a shot

them 🫶

horrible things (ft securityangel)

sketches

everyone should be thanking god for making ajoure an artist with free will

boys being boys again (Skullsz_Writes fic)

they like to tease each other soooo bad

Valentine's Day went wrong for them, eh?

Looking at this person who asked me to draw 'em evil gays again

pet owner moment

pet owner moment pt2

portrait study

"elaborate...?"

700 people asked for wireplay

painted nails are the least gay thing Pierre can do

a not-so-good morning for Pierre

british men (not Harlieth but I wanted to include it)

Angel barber

something sweet

oh they're at it again

hypermobility

puzzle pieces

Out of context (ft. Stella & Eddie)

"uhh well that just happened"

Harley is absolutely insufferable

AU (4cmit)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

I got a really silly idea, hear me out

aww, they're bonding by bullying Pierre in cardboard games <3

Sensitivity test

Mistakes were made (metalkitty fic)

Harley is touch starved

Cassidy they're fucking the robots-

Two bodies pt 1

Two bodies pt 2

Eepy evil scientists

Possessive (and very creative) robot gf

Ship of Theseus

Please don't take this body from me

In front of Eddie's soup

Two bodies pt 3 (spice edition)

People with blue eyes be like

The sunrise

The sunrise follow-up (metalkitty fic)

eepers

Harley Sockser

They're not on the spectrum, they are the spectrum

Harley would rather die twice than show affection (yet)

The Blue Danube Waltz

Harley's conducting an experiment

Overthinking

Pay attention to him, Leith!

Lipstick marks

Two silly kids trying to bring their evil fathers together

Harley's body just got updated

Rendezvous

Midnight snack (not Harleith)

Sleepy morning (metalkitty fic)

Shorty

Animal Parallels

Instructions unclear - the apple didn't work

Apple follow-up

But can we blame Leith for this?

Boys care about their Shorty

Ruthlessness

Run Rabbit Run

Doggyboy and Catboy

Guess who made this body for me (my fic)

I'll make it enjoyable

Harley's slowly getting more senses back

Nightmares (metalkitty fic)

Harley's having fun with his taste back 👀

ahh, kids are having fun with their chewing toy<3

Harley is having fun with his taste back again

Harley's having more fun (beware erotic machinery)

Immortality is the curse of the weak

Look at them, all dressed up, so elegant

A place to belong

hey we get you Leith don't worry (Eddie don't ask questions you wouldn't want to know the answer to)

damn that's certainly a creative way to use wires

people asked for some more wires chewing<3

*angry British yelling*

girls fighting 💔

Leith's nail polish (ask)

Ah this goofy old man

Fics inspired by this AU in general

"Way Down We Go" by @ombroberry

"reflections, in tension" by one last touch of flesh anon

"almonds, whiskey, lavender milk" by anonymous

Song fic by @midnight193

[hermes-obsessed]

I've heard you need some inspo for Hermes fics

My favourite Reader is gender neutral asexual.

I have a small list of scenarios:

First flight together

The first argument between Hermes and Reader, and the apology of course

Furious/Protective!Hermes would be cool, he's depicted a lot as a goofy sweet guy (he is), but seeing him in serious/fighting situations? Awesome!

Hermes offering immortality to Reader

Hermes having a no-good, absolutely terrible day and Reader comforts him

Reader gets to hold/use Caduseus and meets the 2 snakes on it (cute snek interaction follows)

Reader first preening Hermes' wings (very sensitive)

I'm fully okay with you taking your time with writing, art can't be rushed after all.

I just wanted to share my silly little thoughts 💜

“Dangerous Fun.”

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Hermes x GN Worshipper!Reader

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Worshipping a god isn't easy, especially when it comes to figuring out what to offer these gods at their shrines. You were a worshipper of the messenger of gods. Out of all the higher beings, you could say Hermes was one of the more active ones when interacting with the moral realm. He constantly plays around with us humans, teasing and scaring us- well, those who don't worship him.

When you first began worshipping Hermes, it was quite difficult to figure out what precisely the god wanted from you. In the end, you found out that the gift itself didn't matter; what mattered was the way it was obtained. He did favor thieves; as it was known that he is one himself.

Today wasn't any different from your regular schedule. You finish your daily tasks and visit Hermes's shrine like any other day. It has been a while since you last visited, so when you reached the shrine, only to find it tattered and run down, it caught you off by surprise.

Who could have done such a thing? To a god's sacred place no less! The disrespect! You huffed to yourself and decided to do the place a favor by fixing it up. By the end of your cleaning session, it was practically spotless! But unfortunately, you could see why it was trashed; the god was known to support thieves, so of course the general public would disapprove of such things.

It was natural- though regardless, that didn't make it any better. Hermes was still a god. Gods hold power; they should be respected no matter what. You hummed then kneeled down to the marble floors to give your offering under his statue.

You began to hear hushed whispers. Your eyes snapped open as you stood up warily, looking around for the source of the voice. You hear the sounds of giggles coming from all around you.

“Who goes there?!”

“With how much time you spend here, you can't even make a guess?”

The voice revealed itself rather easily, as if the person was eager to meet you. And it was none other than the messenger of gods himself, Hermes. You stood there frozen; this was once in a lifetime opportunity and experience to be able to meet the god you’ve been worshipping!!

Gods rarely interact with the mortal realm anymore as is, so this truly was a miracle. You gawk at him and then gasp as he comes closer. He then pats your head, and you blink at him in slightly embarrassed as he thanked you for fixing up his shrine.

But what he didn’t know was that you were also gawking at the fact he had wings. In all of the stories you’ve been told, it’s only ever been wings on his helmet and sandals, never on his back. They were beautiful, absolutely drop dead gorgeous in your eyes. You spoke up, breathless from the sight in front of you.

“Oh wow…”

He then took notice you were looking at his wings. He then turned smug and immediately started boasting about them while also mentioning why he was here.

“Mortals always seem to be fascinated by the littlest of things. You fixed my shrine, and you’re a loyal devotee. I would say that deserves a reward, don’t you think?”

A reward? Having the chance to get anything you want right here and now by a god that can simply spawn anything in? To anyone else, that would be absolutely a one-in-a-lifetime miracle. But unfortunately, you didn’t want anything right now. You were quite satisfied with the life you were living. You wouldn’t change or ask for anything to change it.

“Oh, um…but I don’t want anything? I'm quite fine with how I live; there's not much I would change.”

“You don’t want anything? Riches? Food? Better health?”

He raised his eyebrows at you, not believing your words for one second. Maybe you were just playing around with him, keeping him on his toes. But the more he stared at you, the more he realized you were very serious about your answer. What a strange mortal!

You shrugged at him, but you were a little distracted by his wings, which were still on display for you to see. He then snapped his fingers and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. You stiffened and looked at him, confused. He grinned at you.

“How about a once-in-a-lifetime experience of flight! A way to see the world from a view you've never seen before? Isn't that convincing enough for you to want to soar the skies?”

Now that piqued your interest. Being able to fly in the sky, mortals were never able to do that. You’ll be the first to fly! You then smiled and nodded your head at him as he enthusiastically stood there waiting for you.

“Well, then grab on!”

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The process for flying wasn’t as safe as you wanted it to be. You would have imagined that we would give you wings or something with that godly magic. But apparently, he was just going to hoist you in his arms as he flew in the sky, as if that was cautious enough. That’s a scary thought. Even though he was a god, he cared enough not to drop you, didn't he?

Of course he does! But when he hoisted you up into his arms so loosely, you began to doubt yourself. So, you wrapped your arms around his neck…for safety measures...

“Touchy, are we, darling?”

He teased, you huffed and rolled your eyes at him as you shifted in his arms. This definitely wasn’t safe; your nerves started to grow more as he flapped his wings to get up from the ground. He was floating, not enough to completely scare you, but enough to make you start worrying about how the actual flight may go.

Especially with the fact that his grip on you wasn’t the tightest. Once you were both in the air, you clung to him with a frightful tone.

“Are you sure this is safe?!?!”

“Eh, not quite! You’ll be fine, though!”

You were not fine with the way this man was flying in the air. He has absolutely no care about your safety, or he does and is purposely torturing you. Either way, he was hazardously flying between trees, then up into the sky, and then back down.

You were feeling nauseous and sick- perhaps this was going to be a once-in-a-lifetime experience!!

“Lord Hermes…this is rather dangerous, isn’t it? I feel sick to my stomach.”

You sighed in relief as he slowed down in the air. He huffed in annoyance. Maybe he thought of you as someone who would rather sit in boredom than have fun now.

“Yes, it’s dangerous, that’s why it’s fun!”

He then flapped his wings and went back in the air, this time a bit more smoothly than before. You finally actually got to enjoy the scenery from above and it was gorgeous, breathtaking even.

You could see the tops of trees and large forests, meadows and crops, and the townspeople bustling up and down through town; people looked like ants from up here in the sky. It was a unique experience, a new perspective you would never have thought you would get the chance to see if it weren't for Hermes offering it in the first place.

While you were taking in the scenery, he was humming a tune while holding you tight. Maybe this wasn’t so bad after all; you began to enjoy your time with him, soaring up in the sky. You close your eyes and let out a sigh, a smile gracing your lips as you let the wind blow through your hair.

Not bad, not bad at all…for a first flight.

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⇢ ˗ˏˋ Advertisement: Hey you! Yeah you, the person who read this whole fic, do you like Hermes? Well, this blog is THE place for Hermes fanfiction. Check my bio if I have requests open.

A/N: Omg, I finished it. CREDITS TO @snorkelborg for being my editor. Trust and believe that the first draft was rough! So many grammatical errors, and for those who have seen my other posts...I did not have them as my editor at that time...you may be able to tell. Shhh, I may have gone back and edited those a few times to my taste, at least!

Word Count: 1,294 words

[book-nerd-emi]

AHHHHHHHHHH. I CANT BELIEVE IT. ITS 2025. HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE WHO SOMEHOW FINDS THIS POST

i would also like to say happy new year and thank you for making my 2024 from absolute hell to slightly more bearable in only a few short months (i mean if that happened in a few short months, imagine a full year!!) to these people:

@wish-i-were-heather (ik you’re gone but shhh), @lovethornes (GLAD YOU MATCH MY FREAK), @shattered-glass-roses (you’re so sweet and caring. ily), @enbypalsidk (idrk you but you seem extremely cool. talk to you more in the new year fs!), @rins-batcave (you’re so silly and i will be bothering you in 2025), @folklorelover26 (again. idrk you BUT. i will talk to you more in 2025), @your-mommy-ems (AGHHHH. you’re like my role model so im like scared to talk to you!!! but. i will get over that in 2025), @toooster (you’re silly. I WILL be slightly bullying you more in 2025), @whoaaaoaoo (ILYYYY. i’m so glad we became moots. and i’m excited to learn more abt you), @gandergaal (idrk you either. GASP. but. i shall in the new year), @elizarivers (GOD you’re so cool and im excited to see the craziness that ensues in 2025), @def3nestrati0n (IDRK YOU EITHER. god. i need to get to know you in 2025), @elysianwayy77 (ILYYYY. happy to have you in my life more in 2025), @his-littlefox (AGAIN. a role model that i extremely want to talk to more in the new year but im scared LMAO), @xoxo-g0ssipgir1 (HARLEYYYY. i’m excited to cause a little chaos with you), @discoveredreality (ARIIII. we don’t talk much but we should change that FRRR), @foreverwinter22 (ALICIAAAAAJOWMSLSKSKE we don’t talk nearly enough. like our characters talk more than we do??!!! let’s change that asap), @eternal--dream (enaoskkwmkeenkenekr i’m so excited for this new year tgt PLUS i’m (kinda not really) sorry for all the chaos), @his-imperial-highness-and-co (you’re so sweet and caring. even tho you’re rarely online i love seeing you in my notes. i would LOVE to talk to you more. i’m looking forward to it), @graaaaaayy (ah yes. the other embodiment of chaos. truly. i wish us both luck in 2025 that we don’t end up in the 7th ring of hell or whatever.), @str1ngsss (we don’t really talk but i see you in my notes all the time. it’s truly so fun seeing you there but we need to talkkk more!!), @theodditylacey (i feel like i stalk you so much but i never click your ask button and that’s just sad…. I WIL TALK TO YOU IN 2025), @zuzanna-jadw1ga (OMG YOURE SO SILLY. i seriously don’t know if we’ve talked and that’s criminal), @apollosmusee (girl your theme eats all the fricking time. ilyyyy), @letmeliveinelfhame (girl. ily you’re so silly and whimsy), @never-enough-novels (AVIIIIIIIAMALSMSPSIXIX. ily. and god idek what to say. you’re so cool and amazing and GOANSLSS), @sweetreveriee (i’m so glad we became moots bc omg. ily. you’re so silly and whimsy and every synonym for those words. sjownwlemkeen), @sleepy-boything-shit (BESIDES YOU GIVING ME A HEARTATTACK SAYING YOU WERE DEACTIVATING, i loved having you here with me in 2024. i love stalking your account and even tho i don’t do it as much, talking to you brought me so much joy this last year.), @myhyperfixationisbooks (MEOWMWLEMLEEM you’re so silly and goofy and amazing and i’m so excited to see you in my phone in 2025), @littlelovelover (SISSS. talking to you is so fun!! i literally am counting the minutes til we talk more), @littlemissmentallyunstable (BELLLAAAAAAAAA. i’m glad we agree that glenn powell is not hot. and even tho you’re like never online, i will be WAITING so that we can team up on mira and eun together), @balladofareader (ahh yes. mira. idek what to say to you girl. everything in your b day post times infinity. i can’t WAIT to make fun of glenn powell even more in 2025), AND FINALLY @blocked-zombieartist (you sir you. i’m glad you’re last bc i’ve got some words for you. idek exactly what to say to you. you being a smile to my face all the time. i see notifications from you and i squeal a little bit. i’m a little invested in this not-so-little crush situation you have. i may blame you for my lorenzo crush but in the nicest way possible. i kind of look up to you in this weird way?! idk either. i truly truly am just so excited to talk to you more in 2025.)

DAMN THAT WAS A LOT OF PEOPLE. GOD. ILY ALL. WHY DO YOU GUYS LIKE ME. IM JUST CHAOS. jokes aside:

to everyone. i hope this new year brings new beginnings, joy, safety (big emphasis on that), love, happiness and that you find everything you’re looking for. i hope that you all find these coming months to be amazing wondrous ones.

signing off,

emi <3

[devils-little-sistaaa]

I want Solangelo to be more actually insane with each other. I don’t mean just silly goofy highschool best friends / boyfriends (although that’s fun too).

I mean like. Nico is quite literally going insane and Will is there to engage in every one of his delusions.

I mean a full on Dark! Nico who embraces his insanity and befriends beings like Nyx and Achlys and Damsen and Iapetus (who is no longer Bob he’s dead) despite the torture and torment these beings put him through (except Damesen) He has every intention of using these entities to take down Zeus the evil tyrant who killed his mother and kick started Nicos life in the demigod world that has caused him so much torment.

And Will is right there beside him supporting every little evil idea or delusion / hallucination Nico has and maybe Will even tries to induce Nico to have certain types of hallucinations for his own gain or for their own gain. Will is Nicos little evil henchmen Nicos right hand man Nicos trophy husband Nicos silly rabbit who secretly tries to play puppeteer and pulls some strings occasionally unbeknown to Nico. (Will is also there to physically heal Nico and keep him alive after Nyx Achlys and Iapetus have tortured and used his body in all sorts of ways and sometimes Will asks why he does this. Why does he put up with this it doesn’t seem like we’re getting anywhere with this whole killing Zeus thing what’s the point of this.

And Nico insists that this is part of his friendship with them. He lets them have his fun with them and eventually they’ll trust him and he’ll be able to manipulate them to get revenge on the Olympians especially specially to start with Zeus. The plans is to single out Zeus cause he’s the biggest problem. They’ll get Zeus alone and Nyx Achlys Iapetus and Damasen whack em and no other Olympians have to be involved. And before the four gods can go after the other Olympians Nico will simply destroy them all. (Except maybe Damasen he’s easy to control)

And Will is like ok man whatever you say. I ain’t got anything better to do with my life and I can’t just leave you here so. (Also Will has no idea how to get out of Tartarus because Nico refuses to tell him how because Nico’s afraid Will might leave him down there someday)

This is the type of insane I want Solangelo to be. I want dark and evil Solangelo and those are the only terms I will accept Solangelo. (I’m not much of a Solangelo or Will fan when it comes to the cannon stuff but I like some of the fandom stuff)