#hard to decipher text lol

[farmhandler]

Sorry for the ominous ask, I just don't see it much cause a lot of fandom sees Kyou as a dom!! I love Tanjirou being an aggressive horny little thing hahaha

That is true, rentan as it were is much more popular for sure :') Tanjiro as the assertive one just has so much flavor! So delicious! Chef's kiss! There are plenty of us tanrens, but I think many are in hiding haha. Please check out lupinsuniverse for some amaaaazing tanrentan art!

[hurlingdown]

HUNGRY WORK — TOP MALE READER X RORONOA ZORO

synopsis. these days, making love to zoro feels different. it always leaves a part of you so complex and insatiable, like you're always hungry for more. or: you come into terms with the raw hunger that has wormed itself into your every living thought. wc. 2.1k

tags. sub! zoro, dom! reader. religious sex, porn with feelings, by that i mean so so much feelings, body worship, metaphorical womb-fucking, breeding kink, mentions of vore, unhinged religious dirty talk lol. title taken from a hozier song.

There are many shapes that want can take form in. For you, there’s only one. 

Zoro lies underneath you, basking in the glow of the tender sunrays, stretching lazily like a cat. The corners of his lips are lifted, and there’s something quietly smug about the way he’s looking at you, watching as you sit back on your haunches and roll your hips against him. 

“Mmm. Feels good.” 

“Yeah?” you whisper. You didn’t mean for it to come out like a whisper, but it just did. The sight of him so sweetly unfurled by your touch, the way he would part his thighs a little more without having you coax them apart, being so comfortably unguarded around you, so carelessly vulnerable. It left you breathless. 

“Yeah,” he says. His lidded gaze never leaves you, not even once, silently waiting. For what, you think, is the question. A flip of the coin could bring about maelstrom and thunder and Zoro—Zoro would follow. It was the fun part of him, in the thick of all the pieces you want to consume within you: keep him inside, away from the rest of the world, in a picture of a locket hung on a throbbing heart. 

You wish it were that easy. 

“Something’s—mm.” He parts his lips to let out a soft, guttural moan as the tip of your cock crushes against his sweet spot. “Something’s on your mind.” 

It was always, always like that. The way he reads you as though he were deciphering text, and the funny thing about all of it was that Zoro does not read, but he reads you still. You feel your heart squeeze at his small, concerned frown, dark grey turning silver under shallow light. 

You want to crawl into him, or swallow him whole, it doesn’t matter. You would resort to begging if you could, you would drain the sea and burn every gritty bit of this vile world into cinder and offer him its remains in the shape of a heart on a platter, if you could. 

Death was far too light of a promise. 

“It’s alright,” you tell him, because you’re not alright, but it doesn’t matter. 

He gives you a look, one that tells you to try harder, not convinced. His hands skid up your forearms, resting in the crook of your elbow, thumbs pressing into the tender meat there. Then he takes one and guides it to palm the sharp jowl of his cheek, and nestles his face into it. 

You seize a shaky breath. You're not sure why it happens at first, but it does.

“Move,” he murmurs, nudging his hips against the base of your cock, as though he doesn’t see the way your eyes burn with the water of tears, doesn’t feel the stutter of your heart in the way his lips press into your pulse. 

“No. You don’t,” you choke, throat tightening, “you don’t understand.” 

Do I have to? is what you think he would say, but he doesn’t, only sighs. 

“You don’t know how I feel about you,” you say, feeling oddly defensive. “You’d feel sick to your stomach if you did.” 

His eyelid flutters close until there you can barely, barely see the tint of grey beneath, unwilling to acknowledge you, but he’s listening. 

“You would hate me,” you continue, almost rambling at this point, baffled as to why it feels so hard to breathe all of a sudden, like you’re drowning in your own false words. “Sure, you would pretend not to, because you’re good at that stuff, and I’m not. You would pretend to love me. You wouldn’t even mention it to the crew—and—and everything’s going to be fine, but in reality it wouldn’t be because you’d hate me.” 

You want him to see you. Both sides of you. The one he fell in love with—the sinless, pristine one on the surface; and the one who wanted to carve yourself into him, take him apart and devour him wholly. 

Zoro’s quiet, and you’re seized with a sudden fear that maybe he did fall asleep, and you were talking your heart bare to nobody. But then he opens his good eye, and there’s almost nothing, nothing within, except for a warmth so potent and all-consuming, so tender and selfless, that it sends sweet bile rising in your throat, makes you want to kiss and take and love so much, all because he is willing. 

The words come out all wrong. 

“I can’t stay,” you tell him, weakly. “Not if it’s like this.” Not if it feels as though I’m hiding myself from you, constantly, always. I want you to love me. The whole of me. Please. 

There’s too little to fill the silence, each moment pressing new bruises into skin, branding a new kind of ache into you. “Say something. Zoro.” You’re desperate, even for a goodbye. A profanity. Anything.

It takes him a while to respond. But then all he says is, low and unwavering, as though none of this is affecting him, none of this matters to him as it does to you—

“I won’t keep you if you leave.” 

The words sink in for half a second, before your eyes snap to his—in hurt, bewilderment, both, you don’t know. You suppose you are deserving of his harsh words, but it still tears into you like a jagged, unsharpened blade, an ugly tool only meant for breaking. You prepare yourself for the next. 

“—but I want to.” 

It drowns you like a tidal wave. 

You would’ve thought you were dreaming, if not for the tightening of his fingers wound around your wrist, as though to forbid themselves from trembling. A strong, firm grip, heavy warmth oozing from underneath. Zoro’s hands have always been the steadiest part of him, if not his heart. 

“Do you understand?” he asks, almost pleading, and the sound trickles into every crook of your soul. 

“Okay,” you whisper. You find that you can breathe, finally. “Okay.” 

“I won’t keep you,” he continues, “because you are free. I don’t own you. But I want to. Gods, I want to.” 

Zoro does not believe in god, but he will pray to a religion of your name. 

You sink your teeth into your lower lip, stifling any noise, but your vision blurs and all of a sudden there’s wetness spilling down your cheeks and dribbling onto the face of your lover. You wipe them away with your thumb, sucking in a wobbly breath, but they keep coming and coming, trying to submerge you in a sea where everything will drown. 

“Fuck—shit, ’m sorry. Give me a sec.” 

It's no longer fresh pain, but to have him here, his touch surrounding you, telling you that what you feel for him—this carnal hunger that has wormed its way into your every living thought—is the truth, is the surviving, that you aren’t insane, and it makes you ache so impossibly sweet. Because he wants you too, wants to own you in a way that he knows he shouldn’t, can’t. It grounds you to reality. 

You feel his hand on your cheek, a soundless comfort in return, and you lean against it. 

But then all of a sudden, in a twist of events far too brisk for your liking, there’s a sharp glint to his smile, and he coos in a disgusting voice, “Aww, crybaby,” because of course he would. Frustrated, you snap up and thrust your hips against him, and he yelps, letting go of your face to fist the sheets, surprised. 

This is the fun part of Zoro, you recall. Always. Maelstrom and thunder. 

“You’re a bastard,” you hiss. “We were having a moment!” 

“Were we?” He tosses you a dirty smirk, legs locking around your waist so casually and innately that makes something inside you churn. “You were the one, ah, fucking into me so suddenly, if I recall.” 

He has no cover, as usual, vulgar and to the point, and you begin to think that somewhere within him dwells a part as hideous and self-seeking as yours. 

“I don’t plan on stopping,” you mutter, fingers pressing bruises into his hips as you ram back into his hole. “Zoro. I want—I want to do so many things to you. With you. You have no idea.” 

The drop in tone makes his demeanour shift. Slightly, but you see it. These things do not escape you easily.

“I know,” is his breathless reply. “Please.” 

“I want you so much it drives me mad,” you breathe, “I don’t just—want this, and I am happy if this is all you want to give, but I want all of you. Every inch. Every scar. I want to read your body like a book. The insides and the outsides. All of it.” 

He lets out a soft almost-whine at your words, head tilting to the side to expose his neck. “Please,” he repeats, with a little more meaning. 

“I want to—to break you apart and seal you back together because that would mean I created you. This version of you, not some dirty god out there, not some nameless devil. Zoro, do you understand? Zoro.” 

“Yeah,” he pants. “Yeah, please. Do it. I want it.” 

“I want to carve you, bone and marrow. I want to make your womb swollen with me, they're gonna think someone's knocked you up. Make you all mine. Fuck, I want to eat you,” you groan, “want it so much I think about it every day—want to bite you, sink my teeth into you, drink in your blood.” 

Zoro’s pupils are blown wide with lust, and he clenches around you, gasping. “Fuck. Yeah, do whatever you want, I want it all, so please, already—” 

That’s his answer enough, and you bend down to kiss his exposed neck, nipping and biting carelessly, leaving a trail of raw purple wherever your teeth go. You pound into him harder, and he moans, snaking a hand to grip the back of your head, pressing you against him, as though you weren’t close enough, still. 

“You’re so beautiful,” you whisper, and it feels like a truth’s been pulled out from you. “So divine. I want to ruin you.” 

Zoro shudders in your arms, and he gives a shaky nod, strong arms compressing you from above, keeping his thundering chest pressed to yours. “Ruin me,” he rasps, “and leave a scar, so everyone would know you did it.” 

Then he’s seizing a sharp breath, pulling you into a kiss as sweet moans needier than the last spill into your mouth like sour wine, and you vaguely hear the wet splatter of his come against skin before his hole grips you wickedly tight.  

How ironic.

These are the words that you last register when you finally spill out all of your sin into him, and he locks up around you tight to keep it all inside his filthy, tarnished womb, and it takes you straight to heaven. 

You cry out in pleasure, or maybe it’s him who does. Holy light pours into you from above, and you part your lips to drink in it. 

It might have taken a minute, or two—maybe more, but you feel so blissed out and high that it takes you a moment to notice that you’re almost sinking, all the strength leaving your body. You realise that the thing beneath you is the only thing that belongs to you. It is solid, and warm, and you hold it to your chest to feel it breathe. 

“Y’okay?” your thing asks you between heavy breaths, and you shake your head, far too dizzy. 

There’s a low chuckle, one that resonates in the entirety of it. And as the vibrations seep into you wave by wave, tremor after tremor, there’s a slow, heavy bubbling in your chest. It begins in small fizzes, like the ones that froth when billows collide, but then it starts to grow larger, and larger, like hot, gurgling lava in the midst of a volcano. It feels tight, hard to breathe, almost. 

“Zoro?” you ask, unsure, and the hand on the nape of your neck squeezes. 

“I’m here,” he answers, tiredly. Always here. 

“I feel weird," you tell him, truthfully.

“Is it a good kind of weird?” 

You take a second to think, that he must be right. “... yeah. Maybe.” 

“Then it’s fine,” he sighs, arms wounding around your shoulders to shift your weight to the side. “You deserve to feel good.” 

He presses the side of your face to his chest, your ear right above his heart, before slowly drifting into slumber. 

The bubbling within you simmers, gradually, over time, and you close your eyes. You deserve to feel good, his words echo in the dark. 

It hits you, the belated apprehension, that this—whatever you’re feeling—is happiness. 

It breathes life into you.  masterlist! # feeding the zoro lovers. repost of my old work btw - fav thing i've ever written for him so far. zoro canonically has a complicated relationship with god and religion so it was fun to explore how he views religion in carnal desire

now all i need is to write something filthy for his asura form

[jazzyoranges]

i love you write! can i req where shapeshifter reader's Super high after hanging out with stoners and shift to grizzly bear and can't shift back to human form enid report to wednesday, also reader just talk random shet that all wednesday hear was bear grumbling and whining?, tq 3<

New heights

Wednesday Addams x fem!shapeshifter!reader

Words: 1.1k

Warnings: implied drug use, you’re kinda a dumbass lol, my attempt at humor

A/n: writers block is kicking my ass whoops… also happy new years!

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“Wednesday, can you decipher this?” Enid gets up from her bed to show her roommate the text she just got from you, which seemed to be just a bunch of random letters

“What makes you think I’m going to understand better than you.” Wednesday raises an eyebrow at Enid from where she’s sitting at her desk

“I dunno, she’s your girlfriend? Girlfriend telepathy or something”

“I recall her telling me she was, to put it bluntly, getting high with friends tonight.”

“And you didn’t think to lead with that! Do you know where she is?”

“Knowing her, the forest.”

“And you let her!?” Enid exclaims, a hand racking through her hair

“(Y/n)’s the scariest thing in there. Worst comes to worst she comes out with a few scratches.” The blonde is about to respond when her phone pings with another few messages from you

hey uh tell wednesday to come pick up her girlfriend (10:27)

i think (Y/n)’s lost it (10:27)

i’m her friend btw (10:27)

FUCK PLEASE HURRY SHE’S NOT MENTALLY STABLE ANYMSO (10:28)

“Alright put on your big girl pants, we’re getting your girlfriend” Enid’s phone rings with an incoming facetime from you, and she scrambles to click join. What she doesn’t expect is the face of one of your friends, looking a little more than worried

“Oh, thank god! I’m sorry for bad first impressions, but-“ A whine is heard in the background your friend turns to the noise

“Chill out dude, your girlfriend is right here!” He turns back to Enid

“Please put Wednesday on, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a bear cry before” Wednesday perks up at her name and swiftly takes the phone from Enid. Your friend turns around the phone so now the two roommates are looking at a grizzly bear that stands on its hind legs, whining and maybe even sobbing

“(Y/n).” Wednesday says, and you snap your head towards the phone held in front of you

Now aware of your girlfriends face in front of you, you get back down onto all fours and boop the screen with your nose

“Wednesday, I missed you! Y’know I was just out here, getting high with my friends as one does, and then all of a sudden I was really sad! Then I started thinking really hard why that might be and I realized it was because you weren’t here! You know how I ugly cry, right? Well I started doing that but for some reason my friends didn’t really understand what I was saying, but I know you’d understand! So that’s why we’re here. Also, I think I might’ve had a growth spurt. I feel really tall and big right now”

Just by the shaking of your phone on the other end of the call, Enid knows her feelings of confusion and maybe fear are shared when you start to grumble and whine. Only you would be able to ramble as a fucking grizzly bear

“C-Connection’s bad, please say something!” Your friend squeaks behind the phone, and Wednesday resists the urge to roll her eyes. It was you, after all. No reason to be scared

“Enid, make sure she doesn’t freak out. I’ll go pick her up.” Wednesday sighs, grabbing her jacket and giving Enid her phone back. She hears you whine even more when you can’t see Wednesday in frame anymore

“(Y/n), can you…” Is the last thing Wednesday hears before leaving the dorm. For an academy that had a curfew, they were astonishingly bad at keeping it upheld. A turn here, climb up that wall, don’t touch that grass near the academy, and boom you’re in the forest before Enid can post something on her blog about Xavier and Bianca’s relationship

You weren’t very difficult to find. The wailing of a bear basically echoed in the forest and claw marks on trees made a clear path to the place you and your friends were getting high at. Well, were getting high at. Wednesday almost wants to watch your friends stay scared behind trees as you claw at the ground below you even more as Enid’s attempts at calming you down seem to be futile

“Wednesday’s almost there, (Y/n)! Maybe just a few more minutes?”

“But I want her now!!” You cry, falling to the ground on your furry stomach with a loud thump

“We’ve already established you’re a bear! We don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, dude!” Your friends voice cracks

“There are two wolves inside of me…” Your head snaps at the sound of a twig snapping in the forest. You stand up on your hind legs, hoping to intimidate whoever seems to be in the forest with you. You’ve already pissed on every tree so no way another bear would dare challenge you for territory

“Who’s there!”

“Don’t get your fur matted, it’s just me.” Wednesday makes her presence known by a chill in the air, which makes your friend jump but ultimately hide behind her. At first he touches her shoulder but the glare she sends his way makes him rethink his life. Luckily he gets out of the way before you barrel towards Wednesday. This time, as a giant tiger

The Addams is quickly tackled to the floor with your entire body weight on her. Your tongue would probably hurt Wednesday if you licked hard enough so you opt for chuffing wildly while having all the characteristics of a needy house cat. You had to make your peace with not being able to purr as a tiger. Which, you were always mad about. “If big cat, why no purr?” as you’d say

“(Y/n).” Wednesday embraces you. Her hands rack through your fur with calculated fingers that knew where to pet you. Under your stomach, behind the ears, and anywhere on your neck. She also knew where your pressure points were, but there’s no fun in dragging a tiger back to Nevermore

You chuff in response, not planning to stop smothering your girlfriend

“(Y/n).” Wednesday tries again. She fails.

“(Y/n).” This time, the look on your girlfriends face makes you stop your smothering. You blow air into her face with a tilt of your head

“Human, now.” You huff in Wednesday’s face while unwillingly getting off of her. Despite her protest you stay a tiger as you walk over to your friend, who looks confused as ever. Giving him a small nod, you take your phone out of his hand with your mouth and let him pet your head

Next, you scoop up Wednesday on your back while deciding it’s a better time than ever to leave

“S-Same time next week?” Your friend calls behind you. You give him the best smile you can whilst your phone is still in your mouth

You’re halfway out the forest when Wednesday finally decides to talk to you again

“For the record, I’m not doing this again the same time next week.”

//-//

Bonus:

Enid opens her door to; you, who’s taken Wednesday’s jacket with a shit eating grin and Wednesday, who’s glaring at you with what looks to be either murder or adoration.

[musicalmoritz]

I talk a lot about characters being exclusively gay or lesbian on here, so I wanted to switch things up for once and talk about some tbhk characters who are most likely bi

Starting off with the most obvious and undeniably most bi-coded character in tbhk (can we even call it coding anymore?? the subtext has become text), we have my boy Kou!! His main love interest is Mitsuba, and in addition to the other characters teasing Kou about his feelings, the two of them have gone on a date together. While it’s true Kou offhandedly said it’s “not a date” (outside of a speech bubble even), AidaIro would not have labeled it that way if they didn’t want people to interpret it as such. They’re also often drawn very romantically together and…c’mon, their story doesn’t make a lot of sense if they’re just friends (in comparison to other male friendships in tbhk like Hanako and Kou or Teru and Akane that DO make sense platonically)

Kou also had a huge crush on Nene for the majority of the manga, and may still like her (he no longer gets flustered when people suggest that he likes her so imo it’s up to interpretation whether or not his feelings have changed). His feelings for Mitsuba don’t discredit his feelings for Nene or vice versa, so it’s safe to assume this man swings both ways. He frequently blushes around Nene and, as aforementioned, used to get very flustered whenever someone teased him about his crush. I believe in the pilot of tbhk he also confessed to her

So as we’ve established, Kou checks off both bi boxes. But what about Nene herself?

Nene’s main love interest is Hanako, but other than that she’s shown to be very boy crazy. She swoons over every man she meets, and dedicates herself to her crushes even when she doesn’t really know them. The sky is blue, the sun rises in the morning, and Nene wants a boyfriend

…Or a girlfriend? If you can’t call what Nene felt towards Sakura a crush, then I don’t know what you would call it. She blushed around her, called her a babe, compared her to a doll, emphasized her beauty, and got so distracted spending time with her that she forgot to stay on guard. This is how Nene acts around all her crushes, dazed and a little stupid. I also think it says a lot that she still seemed awfully friendly with Hanako when he got turned into a girl in ASHK. At the very least I’d say Nene is bi-curious

I bet you can’t tell which Aoi this is about lol. I theoretically could call out Aoi but I feel like it would be slightly more of a reach with her so for now I’m sticking with Akane. His main love interest is Aoi- hell, his whole word is Aoi. He worships the ground she walks on, and their character development is reliant on one another. I fully believe Akane would feel the same way about Aoi if she were a man; it’s not about her gender, it’s about who she is as a person. But that’s only speculation so let’s look at the facts

In the Confession Tree chapter, Akane fell in love with and started dating Lemon. Now, this is purely up to interpretation, but I don’t think a love potion would have the power to change someone’s sexuality, at least not something like the Confession Tree. It’s perfectly fine to disagree with that statement, but my takeaway here was that Lemon and Akane would both be fine with dating men (I would’ve put Lemon on this list but I don’t think he’s shown any interest in women, I do hc him as pan tho)

And lastly, we have Natsuhiko, who would love Sakura regardless of their gender…and who apparently is fine with changing their own gender at the drop of a hat?? Does he have something he wants to tell us??

I could have included more characters, but I wanted to stay semi-realistic here. A lot of people also bring up Hanako flirting with Kou when he got turned into a girl, and I will say he acts very flirty with Kou in general, but I have a hard time deciphering whether they’re just joking the way friends do or if there’s some level of seriousness to it lol. I interpreted it as a friend thing but I’m open to hearing different opinions, I usually headcanon Hanako as bi anyway

I also mentioned Aoi but again, I can’t tell if the way she sometimes gets a little too close to Nene is just girls being girls or if it’s girls liking girls. And I don’t rly count Mei falling in love with her in HKOM as evidence because Aoi didn’t like her back, although it’s reasonable to assume they started dating since they were mentioned to hang out a lot after that. But Aoi/Aoi is still a thing in HKOM so…I don’t know. She could like both ofc (that’s kind of the whole point here) but I didn’t see enough of her liking Mei to come to a definitive conclusion. Aoi definitely gives me sapphic vibes but I didn’t feel like there was enough evidence to put her on the list so for now I’ll leave her as an honorable mention. Then there’s Teru’s weird thing with the Aois but I don’t think anyone can decipher what’s going on there

In conclusion, bi rights

[love-and-deepspace-wiki]

Linkon Subway: Line 11

Organization Name: Linkon Metro Supervision Service

Website: www.linkonsupervision.ccm

The Linkon Subway is a frequent mode of transportation showcased throughout the game. The in-game world has a vast system of railway lines, stations, and terminals throughout the Linkon City area.

Line 11 of the subway runs from the Coelum Express Terminal to the Linkon Botanical Garden, it's first availability is at 5:00 AM and it's last stop is at 11:55 PM.

Warnings & Signage:

Here are all of the legible signage/information I spotted on the subway. Overall, it seems to be a very accommodating service!

"Please do not get on or off the vehicle when the door light is flashing"

"Disabled-friendly carriage is available. Please contact the staff if you need any help"

"Please pay close attention to the interchange schedule if you want to transfer to other lines."

"We stop selling tickets three minutes before the last train arrives."

Details:

The specific subway the protaganist boards in "Late Night Encounter" is subway 18. She mentions it's a subway she takes every day. That particular night, she boarded the train from the Garden West Station. At the time, it's announced as the last subway to Linkon Botanical Garden that night.

When the subway circles back to the same departing station again, the opened doors show a glimpse of signage listing the other stops along Line 11. It lines up with the known terminals of this line as well as the next stop shown on the display. The only mismatch is the sign shows the stop before Garden West as "Newtown Avenue" while the internal subway display says it was "Metro Boulevard". The text is pretty hard to make out, but I'll list what I've deciphered so far:

In descending order, it lists:

Linkon Botanical Garden

South (?) (?)

Ch(?) Town

Linkon South Station

(?) Highway [if I squint, it kinda looks like "Alkaline"?]

(?) (?) (?) Park [kinda looks like "Estate World Theme Park"?]

(Jiajang?) (?) (?)

Linkon No. 3 (?)

Pioneer Village

(Bohee?) Tech Park

Garden East

International Exhibition Hall

Garden West [the station where protaganist boarded]

Newtown Avenue

Linkon Library

University of Linkon

Commerce Harbor

(?) [the first word kinda looks like "Public" and the last word looks like "Center"?]

Moonrise St.

River Bridge

Jayden North

Duke's Bay

Cloud Train Terminal (likely an unintended artifact before the name "Coelum Express" was finalized?)

After defeating the Wanderer, the subway station they exit from has another sign identifying Line 11 and a sign indicating the following locations are nearby:

Garden West

Central Park

Century Center

Other Linkon Subway Lines:

In a few scenes, we get a glimpse at the map of subway lines. I was unable to gather any useful details from it. But if you spot something, pls holler lol.

Funny Details:

If you look closely, you can spot a couple of misspellings in the signage:

Instead of "Next Stop", the display reads "Nest Stop"

In the message about disability carriages, it tells you to contact the staff if you "need any hel"

[rainba]

Would you ever put yourself in the story as Unknown?

I just had a thought that it could be really interesting if in the world of your OCs, Unknown could be a background force that kinda helps and harms the characters. Maybe giving Luka or Kairos information on their darling, while also being a sort of friend to the darling

Kind of like an ARG

If I were to ever put myself in the story as “Uknown”, my characters would find me insufferable, LOL.

 ヽ(o^ ^o)ﾉ

Not because I’d be horrible or extremely cruel to them or anything like that. No…

It’d just be really, really easy to mess with them. (ง ื▿ ื)ว

Half the things I’d say are truths, and the other half are lies… I’d text Kairos and Luka information about you, and they’ll have to work really hard to decipher if I’m being honest or not. Like… I shoot them a text that says you’re in danger! If they don’t hurry, you’ll die!

So, they'd immediately stop whatever it is they’re doing and come rushing to your aid– only to discover that there was never any danger at all. (*ﾉωﾉ)

As Unknown, it’d be especially fun sending these texts to them in the middle of the night, slowly draining them of energy and making them grow grumpier and paranoid. They see another text from 'Unknown' in their phones, and Unknown is... Once again... Saying their darling is in danger!!

Unknown is probably lying, but... But what if... What if they're not? They can't afford to ignore Unknown's texts. They just can't...!

Seeing and studying their reactions to different scenarios would be totally worth it. (✧ω✧)

And, honestly, it would just be a ton of fun messing with Luka in particular. He… Deserves to be messed with. ^_^

With Kairos, I’d be nicer to him… But not by too much. It’d be fun trying to get him all flustered, half-helping and half-harming him at the same time. He'll always get rewarded in the end, though. ʰᵉʰᵉ

Also, if I were to be friends with their darling (you), I'd ask you who you wish to be with... LOL.

So!! if you said you liked Kairos more, I would still lead Luka on... Just for the fun of it. But I'd ultimately help Kairos more, and I would let him get close to you. (─‿‿─) And vice versa.

[girl-named-matty]

Requesting Announcement

So, since I have started taking requests for my Hogwarts Legacy modern AU, there are some things I should've stated in the beginning LOL. This one is totally on me. Rules for Requesting

Please specify if you are requesting written HC's or the Modern AU texting. It's very hard for me to decipher which you want sometimes and if you are on anon (which is completely fine) I have no way of contacting you and I just have to try my best to guess which one you wanted. 😅

I don't do NSFW. I got a request for it and I just want to say, you did nothing wrong by requesting this as I didn't specify it earlier like I should've. But, I don't do NSFW. After all, I am a minor LOL. So, don't feel bad, you didn't know :). I will occasionally do suggestive humor but usually that is by my own accord and not really requested lol.

Please be patient. Although I am on summer break, I am still a High school student, I have responsibilities and just sometimes have other things I'd rather be focused on.

For those who have already requested, thank you so much. Your requests are appreciated!!

And if you want. When request via anon, assign yourself an emoji so if you want to request again, you can throw it in there and I know it's you without you having to give away your anonymity ❤️❤️ (This is just optional tho <33)

[chiakery]

There's new version of the intro so here's new translation (my screenshots are mostly shit so I can't make a lot out of them, if anyone manages to take better ones, please feel free to send them my way and I'll try my best to translate more!!):

A - We've got "Ilościowa" in bold (tr. quantitative) B - handwritten part is hard to decipher but i think the first word is "klosze" (tr. shade, as in lampshade), underneath it is "nazwa" (tr. name) and underneath that is "miejsce przechowania" (tr. storage point). C - this one's interesting. We've got "Przychód" on the left side (tr. revenue) and on the right we have "Rozchód" and "Zużycie" (tr. expenditure and wear, as in how much something was used) Additionally, a moment later than I took this screenshot, the down left corner of the card becomes visible and you can make out words "Rodzaj i numer dowodu". While you can translate "dowód" as evidence, the translation that makes the most sense here would be "The type and number of the ID".

Here's the second one (that's actually connected to the third one): A - for some reason it's funny as hell to me that they took care to barely show us any other text but here we are, with a perfectly visible word "Wałek" (tr. roller) lol I mean, they probably meant is as "arbour", the kind you'd use in a lathe, but still. B - "Decyzja kier. wydz." is short for "decyzja kierownika wydziału" (tr. head of department's decision) and "Orzeczenie DKT" (tr. DKT's opinion) but it's more like ruling than someone's view on something. No idea what DKT is supposed to stand for. C - written sideways and partially obscured "Karta" (tr. card) with the second word completely covered and underneath that once again "nazwa" (tr. name). But we get to see more details in the next shot that shows the same card from a different angle!!

A - now we can see that the full phrase is "Karta zwrotu" (tr. return card). How do we know it's the same one as previously? Simple, once again we've got "Orzeczenie DKT" in B.

Unfortunatelly I couldn't make any other words on this one or the next one - they were just too blurry.

Hope some of you found it interesting! Oh, and what the fuck is up with the change in the eyes when Aabria's name is shown? Why did they change them??

(Sidenote: for a moment when i heard about 12 symbols and what they were supposed to mean I thought it was "Idź do światła", but that would translate only to "Go towards the light")

[misscalming]

DND WITH THE TOS CREW

Scotty : 10/10- does the best voices - quick at the maths part - strongly influenced by Gaelic folk stories - makes cool puzzles to solve - runs the most G rated campaigns out of everyone - swears sometimes and apologises for it - really likes teamwork and found family tropes - makes cool as fuck props - dresses up as a wizard - very wholesome - super passionate - beginner friendly -

Uhura : 8.5/10- actually keeps the players on task - good at organising shit - probably makes up cool fictional languages/texts to decipher - makes cool puzzles for players to solve - u feel a little stupid when you can't solve the really hard riddles tho -

Bones : 7/10 - has zero patience - would either rage quit or make the bosses impossible to kill - takes sick pleasure out of taking away everyones hit points - runs the shortest campaigns - kills off everyone as quickly as possible - only became DM after agreeing to play dnd but only if he could be the DM - you miss one session and you come back to see your character has lost 3 limbs and is on 2 hit points

Kirk : 10/10 - goofy voices - makes the best NPCs - kinda gets distracted by players' discussions - runs some of the longest and weirdest campaigns out of the lot - makes heaps of props (not quite as good as scotty's but close) - low key a people pleaser and indulges really dumb side quests the players make up like finding the toilets or some shit - basically all the main "important to the plot" NPC's he plays are hard flirts - has spare dice for everyone - makes awesome stories and great at entertaining everyone with his villain speeches - gets really upset but tries to hide it when you have something on and miss a session and you feel really bad because he puts a lot of effort into the campaign and it means a lot to him - would love to sit down and make character sheets with beginners but doesn't have the time :(

Spock : 7/10- great atmosphere - will put on Vulcan music and vividly describe some waterfall for 30 minutes - kinda boring? - but okay if you like poetry - doesn't let you mess with the NPCs or do ridiculous shit - says "Are you sure you wish to do that?" a lot - impossible to beat bosses - "love wins" every fucking time and fighting never actually solves anything - cock blocks u from the NPCs :( - does not have spare dice for everyone and will make u leave if you don't bring your own dice - no variety in the roles he can play - every npc is just a Spock self insert clone lol - doesn't give you time to think about what to do or let you talk to other players if their characters are physically separated from your own for "realism"

Chekov : 6/10 - communist manifesto role play - feels like you're in an episode of Seinfeld on crack - makes really confusing plots with twenty storylines and thinks he's a literary genius - does really bad accents - spits when he gets too into it - which is often - if you sit a few chairs away and are there for some nonsensical shit he's the dm for you - takes it so seriously you have to laugh - Spock just silently stood up and left after 3 minutes of the first session and never came back - makes really good drawings of everyone's characters tho - just a bad star trek episode in dnd form

Sulu : 4/10 - doesn't really know what he's doing - god his voice tho - forgets the rules sometimes - "uhh what happened last session again?" - "What happened to (insert NPC name here)?" - "Oh- uhh they died, moving on" - doesn't have the drive to be the DM at all really - probably makes nice stories which criticise capitalism - makes you bring your own dice, character sheet and miniatures

Chapel : 6/10 - accidentally shows everyone her notes - lets the players run the game - spends half the time flipping through the handbooks looking for random monsters to throw in on a whim - dedicates herself to her speeches - likes player debates - pretty good at steering the plot

[the-spider-in-your-livingroom]

You guys know about my cheeseslime Pep AU obviously, but it just occurred to me ya'll don't know about my other, (a good few weeks I think?) older, and much more developed AU. I have been developing it a lot behind the scenes (People in the Interdimensional Pizza Discord immediately know abt this lol) . I'm even making it a comic, being halfway through sketching tha pages!! (Woag!! :0 ) But anyway, this one is also Peppino-centeric.

Basically, Everything's fine and dandy and 'normal' in Pizza Tower world, but Peppino's an unaware clone, and he learns the hard way he's just a copy. Yippee!! Since it's gonna be a comic, I'm trying to keep things vague lol. Here's The Main Guy (tm) though! He goes through sooo many crisis' 🥰🥰🥰

If you can't tell he's just kind of a mix between how I draw Peppino and Fake Peppino lol. Also his English is fine and isn't backwards so we don't need to worry about deciphering it, though his Italian is all kinds of fucked.

Also various spoiler free screenshots from the comic's sketch that I really like below lmfao (Mostly Pep Clone looking stupid)

He fucked up (ft Gustavo in his cut off text

Peppinoise Jumpscare ft. Noisette (Bonus is there for designation purposes lol)

Fucked up 2: Electric Boogaloo

Top 10 pictures that I drew at 4am and then took god damn 10 minutes to decipher the next night. ( He ran into a table/ was hit by a table)

He's trying Not To Die and is crawling on the ground like a lil roach.

Ok, that's it lol. I had a lot more but they had spoilers :[

[darkenforcer]

2 basics, 2 canon, 2 tumblr

QUESTIONS FOR THE MUN || accepting !

How do you describe writing / rp to others?

i don't <3

...but if i had to, i'd just describe rp as an activity where people write interactions between characters-- simple as that.

What was the first muse that you’ve written?

my old sonic oc i mentioned in a previous ask! i also used to drag canon characters into the email threads, so i wouldn't be surprised if sonic was the first official character i've written. can't say for sure, though.

How far do you go with divergencies when it comes to your canon muse?

i try to keep yuri canon-compliant! it's hard when a lot of vespy's supplementary material isn't translated or readily available online, but i gobble up anything i can find. if making him bi/trans is divergent, then that's about as far as i'll go unless i'm explicitly writing an au (i'd argue bi/gay/aro-coded readings of yuri's character make complete sense, though... a rant for another day lmao).

What is your favorite canon muse?

not yuri, that's for sure (lying).

What are trends when it comes to writing that you dislike?

people making it their personal mission to format as unintelligibly as possible. whenever i see someone using different fonts, text sizes, excessive italics and bold, strikethroughs, and colored text -- all in the same post -- it's an automatic "nope" from me, sorry! if it works for them and their writing partners, that's great, i just don't wanna waste energy deciphering it lol.

What trend would you wish to see on here?

more random asks! speaking as someone who stresses himself out over the slight possibility of annoying others, i think we need to start utilizing the ask box more, even if it's just for our muse to say "'sup loser" for a quick, silly ic interaction.

[aethscend]

conseq. not coincidence [11] : cup of sunshine?

mlist || prev. > next

whispers:

it’s quiet..

xiaos tone is hard to decipher through text and it makes his tweets even more threatening from others’ perspective

on the other hand everytime heizou makes one the whole student body goes inexplicitly haywire

an/ writing xiao is hard for me ; though it was shorter than i wanted i did try last chapter! (which is a wonder how i made an smau centered around him) this au had been supposed to be about 20 chapters and.. it is no, longer lol let’s just see ^^ next up is written again aaa

[vngelicc]

Sorry, this is the anon from the last msg.

If I felt as though he were playing me, I wouldn’t be entertaining him for this long. I don’t believe him when he tells me things because he has not shown me that he’s untrustworthy. He also told me that he believes that I’m reliable as well. He made the comment the other day of, “Hmm I was expecting you to say something like “How dare you not make time for me sir” is everything okay?” Which I had to kinda put him in his place about regardless if it was a joke or not. Idk what to do because the signs are there that he likes me and he even told me himself, it’s just the inconsistency with texting. Like I said, a day is fine for more than a day is really hurtful

it’s kinda hard to decipher buttt what im getting is he prolly enjoys the attention u give him (but then it makes no sense why he ghosts?) it COULD possibly be he only hits you up when he’s bored bc u mentioned the inconsistency so me thinks that he just hits you up and sweet talks to make up for his absence bc him saying that he wants you to hound him is like not giving at all. like sir just be normal and reply lol idk friend it all depends on the effort he’s putting and if he’s ghosting you inconsistently then im sure he’s losing interest (it’s the only thing i could think of tbh) IDK but see how it goes but my advise is try not to make plans involving him in ur life for the future bc then u set urself up for disappointment lol.

[garden-ghoul]

happy gushiwensday monday!!! I missed the poems. today we have a Yuan Dynasty poet, Zhang Yanghao, with “Deciphering the Past at Mount Mang” (set to his favorite tune, Sheep On the Hillside). (he wrote a lot of poetry intended to be set to this tune.)

sorrow in a gust of wind, and dull fog buries all rancor. these stone tablets are badly damaged, and it's hard to make them out; was he a han lord or a jin official? the wind and clouds seize these words with abandon to wear them down to nothing. in the end they've built a new capital here in mount mang below the earth. if you call for a lord, no-one will answer; if you call for a minister, no-one will answer.

original text and notes under the cut!

山坡羊·北邙山怀古

悲风成阵，荒烟埋恨，碑铭残缺应难认。知他是汉朝君，晋朝臣? 把风云庆会消磨尽，都做北邙山下尘。便是君，也唤不应；便是臣，也唤不应！

I don’t have a ton to say about this one; I know nothing about the Yuan Dynasty and I know nothing about Zhang Yanghao! I do really want to know who came up with the punctuation for the version of this poem we found in Gushiwen, though. The punctuation is silly. Anyway, in contrast to Laurence’s slightly toonier translation I brought the maximum grim and Gothic translation lol.

decipering the past --- it says “thinking of the past” but there’s only so many poem titles I can translate “thinking of the past” before I lose it.

seize these words with abandon --- so it says 庆 celebrate, which is much too cheerful, can’t be having with that. It does bring to mind the very sweet image of the wind picking up the stone tablets to dance with them.

built a new capital --- based on the VERY dramatic reading of this poem Laurence found 都 at the beginning of this line should be read as dou “all” and not du “capital city”---so their translation “all become dust” is much more proper. But come on!!! The necropolis as capital city for the amalgamated mega-empire of every ruler who ever lived??? GOTH

[andstilliam]

omg i finally finished my part 1 of my psych lab. i worked so damn hard on the last question. i better get full marks for it. i chose a challenging article on BCI. it's important for me to start understanding those articles because it's a large portion of what i want to do!!! i spent time really understanding it and deciphering it and then going back and using references. fuck, i forgot to use the list of references at the end..........i only used in text citations, fuck. omgggggg after all that.....hopefully it's minuscule compared to the body of work i displayed. it wasn't that much, but it's about the content and how i delivered it. it shows that i understand the article lol, hopefully the marker can sense that as well :P

i cut my walk short tonight and just went to walmart and back. i wanted to get into bed early. good thing because i just submitted the lab now and it's 1am. i am going to make my cup of tea now and watch netflix. tomorrow i have a lot to get done.

i am fighting depression, and hopefully winning! :) i'm definitely at that stage where my body is changing, progressing again. i can see it so much as i can feel it. i predicted this for the fall season for various reasons.

[winter-spark]

So... I'm realizing more and more every day that I'm really bad at reading.

Like not only do I have poor comprehension skills, I can't pronounce words properly when reading aloud, I skip around in blocks of texts when I'm not skimming and have to pause and reread words in the right words realizing I skipped words to. Sometimes I'll read a post about something that happened and I'll think its bad or good but I won't fully be sure so I read the comments and read the comments and reread the post and reread the comments and be only slightly more sure. I was taking a personality test the other day and I had to pause at this sentence:

"Safety and Security is more important to me than most people."

And I reread it. And I legit asked my sisters if it meant that I care more about safety and security than most people do or if I care about safety and security more than I care about most people.

Perfect example of me skipping around. I saw this post that read: "every time i come home from work i'm like how do people have the energy for kids and relationships. like in the most literal sense. how?" and my mutual who reblogged it had tagged it "LITERALLY" with three crying emojis.

One of the times I read it I went "how do people have the energy for kids and relationships. like literally how?" another time I read it as "Literally how do people have the time and energy for relationships." One time I read it properly all the way to "relationships. like" then I read "literally". (I saw it a couple different times while scrolling and initially was gonna put a screenshot here of it. So yes even when I know what it says I can miss read it completely)

Like what?

IDK if this has to do with anything but One time I saw a post and then the reblogs were like "lol reblog if you understood without the missing words"/"reblog if it took you a while to realize there were words missing". And I reread and reread the original post and could not decipher what was missing.

When reading aloud I might read like "The quick fox, wait sorry, the quick...brown fox j,jumped over the... oh. the lazy dog." And it's like why can't I read? like what? I literally had practice in school with popcorn reading and I still can't do it.

As I mentioned earlier, I can't pronounce words. The words "Fort Apache" came up in a conversation with my mom, and I pronounced it a-pa-chay. and my mom was like 'Don't they teach anything in school these days (I graduated with my associate's in 2020, this was earlier this year) it's A-pa-chee.'

And it probably bleeds into my writing. I spell words phoenetically a lot. Like a day or so ago I was writing and twice in close succession to each other, I wrote 'know' as 'no', I had fixed the first time before writing it the second time too. Often I mix up homophones when writing to be honest. I'll write 'our' as 'are' because that's what it sounds like. "There" and "their", which one will I use? Will it be accurate? Was I supposed to put "they're"? (Also not phonetic but sometimes I write "what" instead of "wait" and "want" instead of "what", also sometimes I get g and q mixed up)

idk. but I do feel really dumb sometimes. Once in my 6th grade English I was asked to answer a question and I was trying so hard. But was doing so poorly my teacher called on another student while I was talking. In my Junior & Senior year of high school, I was also taking college classes and so I was taking screenwriting classes and one of the assignments was to sorta explain the characters journey. Why did one of my classmates explain my main characters story better that I did? I took an anthropology/sociology class with my younger sister. She got a better score on the final essay, with more points under [while I don't remember what the part was called that I know I struggled with and she did really well on but I remember it had] something to do with understanding and explaining... something. And that's just it. I'm so bad at that.

Last night I was telling my big sister about a really small blurb I read the other day, like maybe 5 sentences long probably shorter, and she was like 'wait is it saying [that] or [this]'. And the way I was like '0.0 I don't know but that second one makes so much sense' (I had thought it was the former) and she was like 'yea, I think it was saying [this].'

Speaking of my sisters. They are so much better at research than I am. A good chunk of the serious stuff I know is because my big sister reads stuff and tells us about it. When my younger sister writes she spends half her writing time researching so she can make it as accurate as possible, my older sister researches stuff for writing too. And like... It's not that I don't research things but I get a headache trying to figure things out after short periods of time. I can't spend half an hour researching and the other half writing because if I tried to it'd be half me crying over not understanding what a specific source was saying.

Recently, I had this grand idea that I would use this account to keep people updated on the news, so I thought I'd read news articles and post links to them. I opened one up and I read it. and I read it. And the next day I reread it. And I just couldn't fully understand what it was saying. I got some of it. I did. But I couldn't fully get it. So I scrapped that idea altogether. I can't share something I don't understand. (Besides people are sharing more informed stories on social media anyway so it's not like I would've been helping much with news articles anyway probably.)

and it goes hand in hand with why only one thing really stuck for one of the assignments we did in 12th grade government. because I just lack reasonable reading comprehension skills. (yea I posted that before this as a reference for what I'm talking about.)

And idk how to end this. I just feel sad this morning about how bad my literary skills are.