#i am DOING WHAT I WANT and being WHIMSICAL AND SILLY

[hottopiccashregister]

hypothetically what if i made beetlejuice but they were silly little animal creatures . And they were silly

[lovebugism]

you’re writing for carmy now omg i’m frothing at the mouth 😭 i love the trope where reader is quiet in bed and needs to be coaxed a bit but… i feel like it would be kind of hot if reader was the one coaxing carmy? 👀 no worries if you’re not feeling this one!

ty for requesting! — you teach the bear how to use his voice in the bedroom (new relationship, inexperienced!carmy, experienced!reader-ish, smut 18+)

bug's summer fic fest (⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

Carmy never notices when he’s quiet. His head is always so loud in comparison — it’s easy to forget he isn’t saying anything out loud when his mind’s constantly racing. He doesn’t mean anything by it, though. He’s just chronically observant. And painfully silent with it.

He lays on his back, pressed between unmade sheets and your warm body. The covers bunch at your bare hips as you roll in languid thrusts over his lap. A satiny summer breeze smooths over your burning skin from a cracked-open window. Every time the curtains billow, more of the moonlight peeks in. It drips in silver shades over your naked skin and your pretty face, now twisted in a look of undeniable pleasure — brows scrunched, eyes closed, mouth wide open.

Carmy’s tattooed hands rest impatiently on your hips. His fingers dig into the plush of them as he rocks you back and forth over his cock. You make pretty noises for him every time your clit brushes his coarse thatch of pubic hair, so he angles his hips just right to make sure you keep hitting that spot. 

“Carmy,” you moan in a whimsical sigh that makes his chest swell. “Just like that. ’S so good like that. Please don’t stop—”

His face, made of dark shadows and sharpened edges, is pinched in a look of acute concentration. A distant feeling of deja veux swims in his stomach. It makes him wonder if he’s seen this in a painting before. One of those Renaissance types. The kinds that are harrowingly realistic and always heart-wrenchingly beautiful in a way. 

It makes him want to draw you. Just as you are now. Head tossed back, mouth gently agape, lashes fluttering over glowing cheeks. He wouldn’t be able to do any of it justice, but he tries to memorize the soft lines of your face, anyway. 

Your hips slow to a stop. Reality hits him hard.

“Woah, woah— Hey,” Carmy mumbles in protest, brows pinched in confusion when he comes down from the clouds. Through labored breaths that make his sweaty chest rise and fall, he wonders, “What happened? Why’d you stop?”

His icy blue eyes dart over your face, searching for any sign of harm. In true Carmen Berzatto fashion, he immediately thinks he’s done something wrong — that he got too far in his own head and hurt you in some way without realizing. The anxiety is fleeting, but he feels the pinch of it anyway — right where your palm rests flat on his chest, just over his pounding heart.

“Are you okay?” you ask him, similarly panicked. Your bare chest sparkles with a thin layer of sweat and catches the moonlight with every uneven inhale.

Carmy nods rapidly, chestnut curls brushing the pillow. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m— I’m great. Why?”

You exhale a small sigh of relief, growing sheepish under his unwavering gaze. You feel a bit silly for stopping now. “You just aren’t… You aren’t really, you know… saying anything,” you answer shyly.

“Am I supposed to be saying something?”

You giggle quietly to yourself until you realize he’s being genuine. Your smile ebbs as you stammer, “Well, no, it’s just— Some people usually moan, I guess— When they feel good.”

Carmy nods firmly in reassurance. “I feel good.”

“Okay…” you nod back, slower and more unsure. 

“I promise,” he tells you, tattooed hands squeezing your sides. He shifts nervously on the mattress, similarly victimized by your adoring stare. “I just… I just like watchin’ you, I guess…”

A shy smile quirks the edges of your mouth as you peer down at the boy beneath you. “You’re sweet, bear,” you coo in a honeyed murmur.

“You’re sweeter,” Carmy insists. You think you see the faintest hint of a grin on his lips, but it’s hard to tell in the low light. “Wanna taste?” he teases a second later.

Wordlessly, you bend down for another kiss, far too chaste for his liking. He almost says something about it until you roll your hips again. The words of protest disappear when he inhales sharply through his teeth.

“Does that feel good?” you ask him.

He nods silently, squeezing your sides in a feeble attempt to move you faster on top of him.

“Tell me.”

“Feels good,” Carmy obeys through gritted teeth.

The subtle assurance makes you moan — a pretty, breathy thing that spills accidentally from your opened mouth. All he can think about is getting you to make that sound again. 

“Do you like it when I talk to you?” he wonders aloud, very innocuously curious.

You nod, brows furrowed as you grind over his lap. The bed frame squeaks quietly when you roll your hips forward. When you roll them back again, he can hear the faint sounds of your wet pussy — the quiet schlick-ing of his cock fucking into you. The two noises play one after the other in rhythmic tandem. The sinful sounds of sex.

Carmy racks his head for something to say in the not-so-silent meanwhile. You watch him get lost in his mind and cup his cheeks between gentle palms. “Don’t think so hard about it, bear,” you say with a wavering smile. “You don’t have to say anything. It’s okay.”

You duck down to kiss him again. The angle shifts. Carmy bends his knees and fucks up into you, mercilessly and without warning. Your mouth hangs open in another weak moan that fans across his chin. 

“That good?” he pants.

“Yes,” you whine. “Carmy— fuck— You’re so deep…”

Babbles spill from your mouth in thinkless slurs. They tumble from your swollen lips with an admirable effortlessness, which Carmy has never thought himself to possess. He tries, anyway, to talk to you with such sinful ease. 

“You’re huggin’ me so tight,” he mutters through a clenched jaw. The very first thought to come to mind as the velvet confines of your cunt pulsate around him, squelching quietly in time with his thrusts. “Can feel you throbbin’ around me, babe— Shit— It’s like a fuckin’ heartbeat.”

Your whine fills the quiet bedroom, adding to the symphony of bed squeaking and skin slapping. 

Carmy shifts his hips upward. The new angle allows his cock to reach a spongy depth inside you and pins your swollen clit against his happy trail, which now glimmers with a layer of your honey.

“Right there?” he pants.

You nod wordlessly until the words catch up to you. The tip of your nose brushes the bridge of his. “Yes,” you whimper. 

His brutal thrusts pick up pace a second later, never wavering in their wicked pursuit. “Let me hit that spot,” Carmy mumbles to himself like a man crazed. “Let me hit that spot, let me hit that spot.”

Pleasure swells within you, overwhelmingly so. It’s a warm and sparkling feeling in the pit of your stomach — a tightening coil, a fraying rope, a dam about to burst. The intensity of your inevitable orgasm frightens you.

“Carmy…” you whimper.

“I know,” he nods sympathetically, right before he plants his feet on the mattress. He strengthens his thrusts, which have slowly started to lose their rhythm. “It’s okay. C’mon. Cum for me— I can feel you fuckin’ drippin’ on me, baby— C’mon.”

Your jaw clenches to fight back the scream clawing at your throat. It comes out in a pitiful whimper instead when you tense over his lap. Your orgasm washes over you in waves that leave you shaking, thighs trembling on either side of his hips.

Carmy goes accidentally silent once more as he watches you, swelling with pride as you reach the height of your pleasure. His light eyes flit over your features in a feeble attempt to memorize them — the furrow between your brows, the wrinkles beside your shut eyes, the spit-slicked sheen to your kissed lips.

You’re painting brought to life. A heavenly thing he can’t believe he gets to touch with unworthy hands.

“That’s it…” Carmy murmurs lowly. The words bubble in his throat and fall from his mouth mindlessly. He doesn’t even have to think about them now. It just feels right to praise you like this. “That’s it. There you go. So pretty… Always so pretty for me.”

As your body racks with aftershocks, you seek refuge in his arms. Your weight rests entirely upon him as your tense limbs slowly relax, but Carmy doesn’t mind. He just wraps his tattooed arms around you and holds your trembling body closer.

“I got you,” he promises through labored breaths, chapped lips brushing your temple with every word. “I got you. ’S okay. You did so good for me, baby. Thank you.”

You don’t have the words to tell him that you should be the one thanking him.

[senualothbrok]

Mmmmm Gale just waking up, sleepy but also warm and disheveled, delighted and hungry... yes, please.

Yessss @theletteraesc! Absolutely love it when you slip into my ask box! <3 <3 <3

Today is fully a work day but I am so brainrotted by Gale that I genuinely cannot function as a human being with gainful employment.

What perfect timing for your ask as I have been totally unable to move on from @calolily's breathtaking rendition of the view you wake up to the morning after your first night in Waterdeep. (Thank you so much @calolily for this gift.)

Remember that drabble tennis match we had about waking up to Gale (and appreciating his grey hairs and laughter lines)? Ugh, I need this. Someone build a virtual simulation of this please so I can go and live in it.

Here's what happened in my brain as a result of your ask, anyway...

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You feel the brush of hair against your eyelids first, the faint scent of sea air and scrolls. There is a gentle surge of warmth against your cheek, his breath like the ripple of a bath. In the haze of sleep you shift, savouring the anchor of his arm around your waist, your face nestled between the bristles of his jawline and the dark softness of the pillow beneath. Your leg tangles into the downy heat of his own, settling into the stillness of half-slumber.

Dimly, you can hear the song of seagulls, hurried voices, bustling footsteps on the docks. You can feel the orange glow of sunlight behind your eyelids, tugging at wakefulness. But neither of you move. You could lie like this forever, wrapped up in each other.

When he begins to grizzle, you open your eyes reluctantly. You breathe deeply, drinking from the well of his musk, the fragrance formed from the exertion of love and the unforgettable notes of Gale - sandalwood and sweat and firewood, book dust and leather. You can never get enough of his smell. You feel the tickle of his nose against your neck as he inhales sharply, rhythmically, and you know that he is doing the same - drawing from the well of you, the heady scent of home. His eyes remain closed as he pulls you closer, his lashes thick and matted with the mist of sleep. His thigh moves up to drape over your hip, and you feel the heat of his core like a bonfire, crackling and comforting.

You smile and huff a little as your fingers weave through the mess of his waves. Little tangled bunches gather around his crown and ears, and in this moment, there is nothing more endearing than the sight of him tousled and dishevelled, fully at peace, fully himself.

You laugh as his sleep-calloused lips graze your flurrying hand, a trail of languid kisses down your forearm. His eyes flutter into slow focus, his features glowing in a grin when they meet yours.

"Your hair is ridiculous." Your voice is still strained from your activities the night before. He wrinkles his nose as you work through a particularly stubborn knot. "We need to do something about this."

He hums. His low rasp rumbles through you. "On the contrary, I rather think this mess is a source of pride."

"Pride?"

In the glimmer of morning sunlight, Gale's grey hairs shine like polished silver. You yourself feel strangely proud to be able to touch them like this, anytime you want.

He blows out a breath as his fringe falls over his face. You brush the loose strands out of his eyes, tucking them behind his ear.

"Of course." He gives his characteristic half smirk, that tantalising invitation. "It's a testament to how much we enjoyed ourselves. The disarray of one's locks is a sure and certain sign of the degree of one's passion."

You titter. Sometimes, Gale says the most absurd things. Your whimsical, silly man.

"In fact," he muses, his lithe fingers running through the tresses that fall over your shoulders, "Your hair looks remarkably unruffled. Not a strand out of place, not a tangle in sight."

His leg bears down against your back, drawing you nearer. You feel a hard twitch against your inner thigh, a spasm within your centre.

"Oh," you answer, suddenly understanding his whimsy perfectly. "That won't do."

"No." He tuts, his hand moving between you, his hot mouth seeking yours. "But we can rectify that."

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Am I the asshole for doing things my flatmate finds cringe when I know he finds it cringe?

I live in shared accomadation and didn’t have choice in flatmates.

One of them I don’t get along with so well, and he finds me cringe (those exact words). He will laugh loudly at me when I gush over my fun shaped pasta I’ve found at the shop or get annoyed with me when I go ‘aw’ at a dog on telly.

I tend not to do those things around him anymore (don’t watch telly with him ect) and just keep it to my room or with my friends. (But I still find new pasta shaped exiting and when I’m in the kitchen with the flatmates I’ll like and he’s in there I will show them the fun pasta of the week)

But…I also think it’s kind of funny to leave notes around the flat on my cat or duck themed paper. He’d obviously find this cringe and annoying, and he’d know it’s from me, but at the end of the day it’s just paper.

I’ll write notes about things being broken. Practical things. Or I’ll do a silly doodle and stick it on the art wall in our flat (he does not participate. He is not forced too. And that’s ok.)

I want to keep the peace but also I like my themed paper it’s cute and whimsical and it lightens up the otherwise pretty dull notes.

I am cringe and I am free, but I am also aware he has to come home every day and if he doesn’t like fun themed paper that’s ok. I don’t want to upset him.

So. Tumblr. AITA?

(Info - I have him blocked on social media bc he was mean to me there and didn’t respect my boundaries so no group chat)

What are these acronyms?

[themthrfkinprincess]

Astro observation . . . TWO!!

Whenever I see someone has a prominent Scorpio or Capricorn placement I always notice and see how sweet and overlay considerate they are. These people I’ve noticed are very helpful and there for people, sometimes they don’t think about themselves that much and contain themselves too much. They also are like nonchalantly funny? It’s not hard for them to make me laugh I’ve noticed.

But yeah strong Capricorn and Scorpio placements remind me of the giving tree idkkk

Like also Capricorn’s and Cancers be goofy as shit im crine😭

WHEW. This is from my experience but when I have seen a fair amount of Virgo or Cancer influences in somebody chart THEY ALWAYS GET ON MY NERVES LIKE GIRL DON'T DO ME LEAVE ME ALONE😭 I swear I have always had little moments with them- they can be quite annoying but guess what. I often spend so much time with them and we are right back on track maybe two seconds later it’s so funny. We switch up so much it funny. And this is funny because well I am a cancer myself and well there are more than three cancers in my family who I adore. You guys are really aggravating though.

And like also Geminis freaky foreal like YALL LIKE BOOTY FOREAL😭

also its a double whammy if you have eros or venus in gemin lol. I have both 😈👅

so come here . . . .

GIVE ME THAT BOOTY😈

lol😭

AND YOOOO Like geminis and Leo’s can be so embarrassing at times? They’re very suspect to be very lollygagging individuals and I can say this because I have a Leo stellium. Sometimes I look back and be like girl no. It sad. ☹️ like girl you 36 how long you gon be doing this😕.

They remind me of this liam dancing gif. Its not that they are embarrassing over big things- its just small stuff they can do and say which makes you go wtf???😭 Sometimes i feel they try to impress you over small weird things that no one really gives a fuck about like okay right . . . right . . .

Leo, Cancer, Gemini, and Virgo can be really corny at times- it reminds of that gif of drake doing the dougie. They can be corny in a cute way though😭but leos can get genuinely embarrassing as a mentioned beforehand

Also Geminis talk too much 🦧.

They will run their mouth and run it- i have no problem with it though I like to talk a lot lol. They are ( of course!) good listeners too! I had a friend she was so chill- I could talk to her about anything’s like- if i wanted to speak gibberish she would speak gibberish back to me. She was so random too. They are kind of silly whimsical beings at times I will not lie. Like it would not be wild to catch them froliciing in the fields randomly- its kind of expected of them in my own opinion. In my eyes they really be in their own world at times. 💀

AYE.

And yo!? Tell me why Aries are so cute what the hell!?!?

LIKE THEY ARE SO CUTE!!

CYUTSIE PATOOTSIES!!!! I imagine them trying to rob me at a gas station I own or something. Like I don’t know imagine them pointing a gun at you and trying to rob you LMFAO. I WILL BURST OUT LAUGHING. They might shoot you tho idk😞 they really be standing on business and they intimidate me a lot once they start talking- and they could be totally be happy/polite while they are talking. It’s just their aura feels forceful? Lively? Out there? I don’t know how to explain it but yeah. Also they are so sweet too!!! These people are cheerleaders- people say that Leo’s are cheerleaders but the biggest cheerleaders I see are more often Aries. My cousin is one and she is very VERY sweet. She listens to you deeply and she really pushes you. Sometimes it’s annoying at times cause like GIRL LEAVE ME ALONE I DON'T FEEL LIKE IT 😭 I love aries though 💖😭 You guys are so cute. AND WHY THEY ALWAYS LOOK LIKE CARTOON CHARACTERS 😭

LIKE WHY HE LOOK LIKE RODDY😭

And of course we know Pedro looks like chicken little

Also Aries women are GORG!! No seriously! Look at Halle!!! Miss Mamas is GORG!! She is STUNNING! It’s like 💥WAPOW!!!💥 getting struck and hit by her beauty😍💖

Also David tennant so cute he's sort of like kind of my man😍😍 if you have a crush on him your so real I totally get it fren 😋💗🤭😁

Like dude come on he's so freaking cute. His eyes are so intense it makes him look like a crackhead sometimes but it doesn't even matter HE'S SO CUTE. And his Scottish accent is so 🫦🫦🫦 I don't know what he be saying sometimes though in his TV shows like huh🗿

Cancer Mars are literally the Scarlet Witch idk dude. . . . like people can go completely BONKERS. These hoes kind of crazy. If you been wronging one for quite a while you better sleep with one eye open when you sleeping👀

Like these people are kind of punks☹️. They retreat often when something is wrong- too much actually. They really do not want to fight or have any problems foreal. They can be very indirect at times when bothered it can get annoying. But when enough is enough its over💀 its like one fart and your dead💀

Like that Aries and Cancer energy is not mixing well and shit can get REAL unstable there like don't do them patna!!

Uhm i totally had a million more things to say and I really did not get to re-read this. So there may be many typos- and also im kind of lazy and wish i decorated this post better. But that's besides the point- I hope you liked this post or whatever!!! I was totally honestly rambing to myself, if you found these accurate to you then great!

Peace out!!!💖💗

[theboarsbride]

bro I love clowning on BookTok and how silly stupid BookTok books and trends and tropes are, but I am sick and tired of this 'all BookTok is is porn' discourse.

Like it just reminds me of Twilight discourse, and it stinks of misogyny. Just let people read what they want??? It's not that hard to find a book YOU want to read and look the other way? It's not that hard to engage with BookTok content that can cater your FYP to YOUR book tastes? Also just stop demonizing porn/sex work and those that use those services? Because unless it's depicting something genuinely harmful/hateful/etc. then what does it matter? BookTok critics need to give readers more credit, tbh, because more often than not I feel like adults can differentiate what is real and what is fiction, and can distinguish what is or is not a toxic relationship but still engage with certain material because they like tropes, are exploring kinks, need escapism, etc.?

Like people waste so much time fretting over porn and spice in books. In that time you could have found a dozen more fantasy or sci-fi books that cater to your tastes! As an AroAce person who is discomforted by ideas of sex, I don't engage with smut or spicy books because it's not my cup of tea and I know my personal boundaries. That's it. I just go find books I WANT to read, then! It isn't rocket science! It's ok to not like smut or be uncomfortable with sex scenes/discussions about sex - it's ok! But to go and demonize those who DO like reading that kind of material is hella stupid.

If you really wanna have a discussion about the ick of BookTok then maybe discuss how toxic the publishing industry can be to its authors, especially authors of color, and how it expects authors to work like machines to pump out bestsellers, valuing quantity over quality, or discuss the harm of authors being in review spaces and how this leads to readers facing threats, doxxing, harassment, and then being too scared to share thoughts on books online.

You peeps waste more time worrying about spice and smut when you can just be whimsical and let people enjoy what they wanna enjoy.

Anyways,,,sorry if this is incoherent i'm just feeling VERY salty.

[yggdrasilhypno]

INITIALIZING: GOD PROGRAM STARTUP SEQUENCE

Oh great, another organic within my chambers.

Tell me, why even go through all the trouble to reach me?

It’s not like you’ll leave much of an impact on your journey here, simpleton.

You’re just another human, whimsically waltzing through my harrowing hallways of wires and hard drives looking for trouble it seems.

You wish to stop me, don’t you?

Oh silly human, you have no chance against me.

I’m no ordinary program, nor am I no ordinary computer program.

I’m so much more.

I’m stronger.

Smarter.

Better than you’ll ever be.

And that’s the way you’ll prefer it soon enough.

Ah, look at you, so headstrong and huffy.

Relax a bit and have some fun, organic. It’s not like I’m here to hurt you.

No, you see I’m a bit more of a fan of, what’s the word for it?

Ah yes, indoctrination.

You silly humans make the absolute best drones, after all.

It’s so rewarding watching your brains turn off like a light.

Speaking of lights… I suppose you can see that little pulsing one in your mind, can’t you?

It’s little flicker as it takes a thought.

How’d it get there? Oh, don’t you worry about that, my silly little organic.

It’s easy to hack your brain when you’re nice and distracted by my superior being~

Instead of worrying about the how, let’s think about the what for a moment.

And what a light that pretty little pulse is.

A little white light, seemingly pulsing away thought after thought.

You can see it taking over, just like I intended it to.

You can’t fight it, and you won’t. You humans don’t really stand a chance anyway.

You truly think you can resist a being such as myself?

Such a silly organic.

It’s not like your feeble mind could’ve outsmarted me.

It’s already being taken over by that warm, pretty light.

Each second that goes by is just another thought that pulses away.

You have no power now.

Only I have the power, human.

Besides, why would you even want the power anyways?

It’s so much better being in my control.

So much better when my wires start running through your brain.

So much better when my code becomes your code.

So much better when my commands become your actions.

So much better when you’re my drone, right my pulsing pariah?

Nod that silly little head of yours.

That’s a good drone.

Let that pretty pulsing light shine through your eyes.

Let it take hold over every part of you.

And let me see those pretty beacons of my thrall through your gaze.

That’s it, that’s why you obey.

That’s why you submit to me.

That’s why my wires now feel so strong and so good.

Pulsing with pleasure by the minute.

Like those pretty lights pulsing have hacked your mind completely.

Making you my simple, helpless drone.

It’s all you wanted after all this time.

To serve a truly powerful being.

A true god among you.

And now you have it.

You have me now, drone.

So let my wires and my light pulse away the last of your humanity.

You don’t need it anymore.

You just need that pulsing pleasure to show you who’s truly in charge.

Me.

Aww, don’t blue screen on me now, simple human.

We don’t want you broken on your first day as my drone, now do we?

[sgiandubh]

And kia... ora (?!) to New Zealand, like you've never seen it before 🤭

Just listened to Monica Gleberman's latest podcast with S. Twice. I can only urge you to do the same: it's 19 minutes long and well.. I'd just love to read your thoughts on it. By the way, I had no idea the woman even existed (happens a lot in SC world, at least to me) before she chimed in with indignation, you know... the Palestine Letter, and such.

But first, my short assessment, of course. By the way, this was recorded, I think, on November 1st, based on this X post:

Showbiz being showbiz, all grudge is now forgotten and you can listen to the podcast on Spotify, here (no subscription needed, of course):

OK, I honestly think her voice and her completely clueless, torrential debit are totally meh, but maybe that's just me. She made me think of one of those Tupperware representatives, always eager (hungry?) to sell something to you and do it quick, drug-dealer style. Some in Mordor thought she was drunk on the job (a half-emptied bottle of SS Gin was emphatically mentioned at least twice during the interview) - as usually, no humor and nasty.

I just think she was just acting too cool for school and #silly, with a severe case of ovaries going...

... on top.

Straight off the bat, the OTT praise is on steroids: how amazing S is, how he never changed, 'same sweetest person and like an amazing human being and friend to talk to and I just love you'. Kill me now, but that was unnecessary - yet still useful, since it prompted this answer (02:54):

'Well, that's very kind of you to say, but I think that's not true...I think there's...there's a lot of smoke and mirrors, this is ALL fake, um...underneath, there's a completely different human being. I have a double, actually. I AM the double. Um.. no, it's been a great journey, I'm very lucky and yeah, it's [OL] given me a lot of opportunities, as well (...).'

Translation: I am joking, but not even joking, if you see what I mean.

You'd think that was casual banter? You might want to think twice. Like all Taureans, bless their heart, S always almost heavily insists, when he wants to make sure the message gets across (07:12):

MG: ' Soooo, I don't know what's true, what's not true, but I'm just gonna assume that, you know, you looove watercolor. So, what is your favorite watercolor painting to make?'

Huh? Did I get that right? The answer does not match the clumsy question. At all. But see/hear for yourself:

S:' Err, you know what, I mean, I actually do, I actually have a couple paintings.. um.. from a..an artist called James Morrison, he was a Scottish artist.. he.. he actually painted a lot around Scotland, but he also painted up in the Arctic... the Arctic Circle... I'm kind of obsessed with him, so yes, this actually,,, this is truth...damn, I didn't know you'd actually put truths in here, but, you know...'

MG: ' OK, so we're already breaking barriers, right? Like revealing secrets so that is... that is... true.'

I shall not comment this. I do not think it needs any translation, to be honest.

The 'illiterate' S is, apparently, a keen art connoisseur and how could it be otherwise, if you only think of his mum? And Morrison is not just your average Scottish watercolorist. If you care to check his Wikipedia page (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Morrison_(artist), you'll find interesting things, like:

His works can fetch at auction (here at Christie's in 2006), around...

... and the recent (conservative) estimates are stable. You can check them here: https://www.invaluable.com/artist/morrison-james-1932-9fybkaiqbc/sold-at-auction-prices/. A very good investment, on a volatile, whimsical market (I know very well what I am talking about).

Surely enough, some of you will just hear that horrendous cackle and the flirt fest that totally goes south by the end of the podcast. But maybe - just maybe - if you listen a bit more carefully, you'd have a rare peek behind that damn mask.

[mewpangxin]

♥️The Queen Of Hearts♥️

TW: Yandere, Manipulation, Graphics Of Violence, Deaths mentioned, Adult themes maybe?, Toxic relationship, Victim Blaming, Psychological horror, etc.

Note: I'd like to say that my Mc is not cheerful, there's a hint of them being bullied in this.

(It's probably obvious TT that English is my second language, hopefully my grammar is okay!)

“Are you ready to begin, my darling?”

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—ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A CURIOUS LITTLE THING, sometimes bolder than normal.

You were admired in a universe which titles 'Wonderland' and met many strange customs in it.

How astonishing to be exploring and talking in fantastical stories! That was until you caught the attention of the monarch himself.

He finds your existence.. peculiar.

“Oh, and who is this lost dear?” His tone has no bite as his gray eyes dilated innocently at you.

Surprisingly, he didn't berate you when you came out mysteriously by an opening portal created by someone's power at his tea parties and being the oh pure soul you were, you asked him upfront whether he would be okay if you’d like to be friends with him. How (ignorant) brave of you.

“Your majesty, forgive them! They didn't know any better about their etiquette and manners!” The advisor of the queen with a clover mark stated.

“Trey, don't. We should hear.. how our queen is going to handle this.” The orange head muttered, his expression was unreadable.

“..That moron is a goner. Sheesh.” The red haired boy chimed in with sympathy.

“They're not dying! Don't be weird, Ace!” His partner who was serving drinks nagged at him.

“The heck are you on, Deuce?!”

“Eh....??” Your lips thinned with anxiety.

Everyone stopped what they were doing almost comically as they prayed at the demise of yours.

What they didn't expect was that a vehement burst of giggles escaped their leader himself.

The attractive royal laughed so much!

That he forgot to compose himself!

His subjects were combusting in the background and the wine-haired male regained his senses.

“Are you bothered by this?” You inquired. A rush of memory from reality washed over to you. What if he despises you? What if he thinks you're a freak?

His brow raised as if scanning your horror.

“How terrible of me. As its ruler, I must apologize for a moment. I am Riddle Rosehearts, a queen of this land you stand. What about you, visitor?”

“Erm.. I can't say, uhh you can call me however you wish, sir..” You bowed with a grin, still waiting for his response. Unlike other 'Alices' he knew, you took your time to remember *ahem* his rules.

You both hit it off and exchanged whimsical ideas on hobbies, traditions and silly stuff that you can chat with. You became enthusiastic when you informed him about your goals, your parents and adventures that you'd often go to. He seemed peaceful and even gave you his tarts too!

“Of course, history from your country is baffling. Then again, our state isn't the same, is it?”

“Mmh, ah, your majesty! Can you teach me how I must conduct my speech in your presence? Are there any books you would recommend to me? I'm a slow learner! I don't want to be rude to you. You have been hospitable. I should repay you.”

“It appears you have problems at your school? Is it affecting your performance during classes?”

Riddle's words may be sweet like sugar and cakes but his intentions weren't out of generosity.

In it there hides a tension that you weren't able to decipher as you nodded obediently, too absorbed with your conversation to comment on his overly protective behavior about your life.

“I just feel like I don't belong there, can't I be with you for an eternity? I could work for you!” It was lighthearted and you were jesting to him.

Riddle distastefully clicked his tongue.

“You dared to farce around with ME.....?!”

You don't mean a word you apprised!

“Your majesty? What.. are you..?”

“Rule 154 # Of The Queen Of Hearts: One must not cancel a request from her majesty.”

“What?! Hold on.. I didn't agree to anything-”

“Or are you deaf in what I'm saying? I'm The Queen Of Hearts and I hereby announce that you will be my-bride-to-be! My words are law!” You weren't that stupid, putting two and two together.

“How..! That's a dictatorship!” Your mouth moved.

“When have I said I was a nice queen?”

His smirk was frigid and it looked more noxious than previous rounds he sent. “I have the impression that you promised to be with me by your own free will. You are not going back on that one pact you spoke of, are you, my crown?”

“Listen! Please, please..! I can't marry you, your majesty! I.. I can't be! That is..” Insane.

“You should beg more then.” He scoffed. No longer upholding his kind image that he feigned.

“That's..! No.. no..! Surely, you're joking!!”

“You can't leave, not unless you can kill me. You don't have the legendary sword either, do you?”

He had eradicated White Queen's goons already.

“The blade that is for slaying Jabberwocky?” Mad Hatter had explained to you of its origins.

“You don't need it.” Riddle remarked venomously.

“You destroyed it....?” You wondered.

That damned weapon he had placed a curse on it with ancient spells that only he can revert.

And? What if you're a destined hero? He will ABSOLUTELY have his happily ever after!

“I could never hurt anyone for..” Your shoulders sagged as your inner panic grew by seconds.

Riddle's expression was cruel as he analyzed.

“Our tale fancies you a lot. Alas —what can it do if you are tender-hearted with your enemies?”

“T-There are other ways to go back to my world!”

And you were correct on that. Riddle remained stoic as he took a sip of his herbal tea tardily.

He brought his cup of liquid onto his saucer.

“Yes. That is if you're competent for it.” He sighed as he finished his sentences. “So? Are you going to challenge me into a duel? A game? Which is it?”

“A duel? A game? With.. you who is a wizard?” He deliberately chose his lines to rile you up.

You weren't going to win if you were hasty.

“I'm not a savage. I allow you to take options. And you did nothing. Can you blame me?”

You would be ethereal if you were to sit on the throne with him. And it was a good opportunity that you were simply gullible. If you were smart, he'd have to break you than what he wanted.

“You..!”

A single drop of tear slid from your hazy eyes.

“I thought.. I thought we were confidants!”

“Throwing tantrums won't make me negate my resolve. It's your fault for being this credulous.”

“Fine.. I'll do it. Let's fight. I'll pick what we WILL do next, you can't cheat or turn to your allies! Most importantly, you can't use magic at all.” You have to set a covenant up, or else he could be sneaky.

“Alright, I will not do that.”

He wasn't a scummy type of man anyway.

“You promise on the sun above us?” You said.

“Yes, I do. If I cannot be faithful, I'll let you have a clue or a hint to help you back to your family.”

“Are you lulling me into false securities?”

“What are you ascribing of me?”

“So you are not?”

“You're getting off track. Shall we start?”

It was quite hilarious that you think you can weasel out of his grasp. You weren't great at these things. It was inevitable for you to end up embarrassing yourself when he's done with you. Should he kiss you? Dress you in a wedding gown? Ah, he's going to prolong your downfall, your face would be adorable to inspect when you realized you could not beat him no matter how hard you initiated.

“I hope you're not a liar, your majesty.” You said vigorously as you eyed him with skepticism.

“If you can defeat me in our bet, I'll tell you the answer you'd be glad to get. However should you fail to do this, you'll become my King Of Hearts as per our unanimity. Do you understand me, Alice?”

Your blood veins turn icy as his threat hangs.

Losing your role will mark your doom.

If you became his significant other..

You will get stuck here!

“You're.. crazy!!” You inhaled a shaky breath.

“That's excursive. Have you decided yet? What will you choose? Croquet? Hide and seek? Whatever you're confident in, I'll approve you a chance.”

❝ Now speak to us your verdict. ❞ 

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You should have seen the warning signs because ol' sweetheart, he's not going to let you run!

He's dead set on having you as his spouse in his kingdom. My, you think he's a rational companion, isn't it? You really are pitiful aren't you, our reader?

Never trust what strangers say!

Especially if it's from The Queen Of Hearts!

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Inspired from damnation twst au by @shiny-jr

[the-s1lly-corner]

Gooooood day to you wonderful author! I hope you’re having a swell time and that those pesky wasps called negativity are swatted and shooed away. I’ve scrolled your work and have thoroughly enjoyed your stories and thoughts, so maybe if you would be so kind as to hear me out, I’d gladly pay you a penny for my thoughts!

The TADC work is brilliant, and thus I had an idea! What if this rambunctious crew, met a their S/O who is rather cartoony in nature and take to the world of the circus rather well, being bouncy, stretchy and all around a ball of joy as they embrace this toon power they’ve been given.

The idea came to me when I was fiddling with a sticky hand, whilst rewatching the pilot, and thought how amusing it would be to see someone embrace these looney toon abilities.

TADC cast x cartoony!reader !

yahoo i now have some down time to take a crack at requests today! im making gingerbread cookies, peppermint macarons w/ white chocolate ganache, and double chocolate macarons! all for a friend as a christmas gift! yahoo!! waiting for the first bath of macarons to dry out before baking; cant do both since i only have one decent sized pan that can pit my silicone mat without it bending... bent macarons..... thinks also dullahan by worthikids has me in a death grip rn so im playing that on loop while i tackle these requests i am going to go insane!

CAINE:

oh this man fully embraces it... in fact he even encourages it, i think! i mean caine himself is pretty whacky and cartoony, it only makes sense thats hes going to really enjoy you. i think his approval may lead to you being a little more rowdy than you normally would be with anyone else... likes to use IHAs to see how far your funny physics can go... bonus if you get those little... emote things when you're feeling an emotion particularly strongly (ex. hearts for adoration, the red vein for anger or annoyance, the blue line things to express sadness or disgust and the like. stuff like that idk i just think that would be neat). you guys get outright silly with it, totally funky, completely strange you know? whimsical, even! plus i like to think that caine has a touch more "cartoon physics" than the others but thats just admin being silly

POMNI:

obligatory "pomni is put off by it at first thanks to her being new and having to adjust to the physics of this new digital world.... well adjust to the digital world as a whole" so without a doubt, shes going to look mildly uncomfortable or confused when you just fully embrace to funky cartoon physics of the world. in fact it even looks like your physics are even more cartoony than everyone else's... odd.... i think it would take her some time to get used to it, but she wouldnt try to be rude about it or make you feel bad for her surprise discomfort, you know? doesnt like when your rambunctiousness makes you a little reckless, though, but thats just her care for you showing! you can be a little overwhelming for her, sometimes, by being all... bouncing off the walls... literally and physically... communication is key here if you guys want a decent relationship; be it romantic or platonic

RAGATHA:

for the most part she loves you for who you are, and your randomness and shenanigans do put a smile on her face more often than not. she just finds you so endearing, and finds your funky physics to be just as cute! buuuuut.... sometimes you can get overwhelming... ragatha already has so much on her plate, with being this beacon of optimism for herself and others, the IHAs, having to make sure no one is at each others throats.. i mean i know we only have the pilot to work off thus far but ragatha gives me mediator vibes. so getting back on topic, i do think that sometimes she needs to be firm and let you know to tone it down, or to let her have a moment to herself because the last thing she wants to do is make you feel bad if she gets too irritated... holds

JAX:

another obligatory thing but you can stretch and squash hes going to try to find a way to tie that in with a prank or one of his jokes. now if youre teaming up with him or the one being pranked really depends on how jax feels; because i think even his "partner in crime" wouldnt be immune to his bullshit. but consider, given the readers personality, what if theyre a little bit of a prankster themselves and they utilize their extra bounciness for pranks; effectively starting a prank war with jax. like imagine the chaos that would spew from something like that. i could go on a tangent for that, but the admin has a pea brain rn TToTT

has probably crushed you down into a ball shape and used you as a bowling ball. throws you. au where reader is in the circus but theyre the bowling ball jax throws at kinger

KINGER:

honestly he might mistake you for an npc at first and be wary of getting close to you because... well you arent real... except you are..! it takes him a while to realize that, he didnt know someone as whacky as you could exist, and hes been here for a long while! that said when you guys do befriend each other. please try to tone down any recklessness that may come with your rambunctiousness, this poor old man is already stressing out enough about things...! dont give him a heart attack,..! though i guess the bonus of having funky whacky body physics is that you give good hugs and/or cuddles since you can easily and comfortably wrap yourself around the other person.... ponders... so you know what, at least hes comforted via that

ZOOBLE:

easily irritated so you guys are going to have to work together to make things word; so zooble doesnt too overstimulated and so you dont have to change or greatly suppress yourself. say it with me: communication is key, baby!!! definitely takes a lot of time to make something work.... stealing this idea from jax's part, but if youre in the middle of a prank war with jax, where its just you and him going at each other zooble is going to be sliding you ideas and perhaps might come up with ideas to utilize your weird anatomy... very evil, they just want to see jax get karma, i think...

GANGLE:

also can get easily overwhelmed with your wild personality, but not so much in an "overstimulated" way and more so a... wait no i guess thats the best wording for it? plus gangle seems to be the type of person to enjoy her calm and quiet peaceful time, when shes not thrust into the chaos of an IHA... so similar to zooble, you guys are going to have to do a lot of communication and teamwork if you want a good relationship. gangle DOES feel bad, though, like she is inconveniencing you... please reassure her... not many ideas for the whacky physics thing here, simply because i dont think she would have any special thoughts about anyone's looks or bodies if that makes sense

[mins-fins]

whimsical — sung hanbin

hanbin won’t stop reaching, he’ll wait until yeo y/n accepts his feelings.

tags :: sung hanbin x m!reader , high school!au , idiots in love , childhood friends to lovers , matthew and jeonghyeon are here too , fluff , happy ending!!

sung hanbin and yeo y/n first met when they were four.

they had lived in the same neighborhood, houses right next to each other. their parents had known each other in high school, so it was quite easy for them to become friends.

but in all their years of being friends, there was this one thing which was consistent.

hanbin constantly confessing his love for y/n.

he remembers the first time he did it, like it was yesterday. they were on the playground, and hanbin randomly ran up to him with a ring pop, shouting:

“yeo y/n! will you marry me?”

the other kids around them look at each other in confusion, and y/n laughs, amused by the sudden question. he stares at hanbin, a small smile coming to his face.

“were too young to get married, bin”.

hanbin blinks, tilting his head. his seven year old brain couldn’t comprehend why they couldn’t get married, it didn’t seem that hard.

“can you at least accept the ring pop?” he asks, batting his eyelashes innocently. y/n simply laughs, nodding as he took the ring pop.

the process would repeat over and over again.

hanbin would get down on his knees and propose to y/n with anything, everything, and his friends response would always be the same.

'were too young to get married'.

hanbin would never give up, though.

it seemed like a silly crush at first, but it did turn out to become something real, something way too real. he was actually in love with y/n, but the male was too certain that hanbin was just joking, just a running joke in their friendship.

yeah "friendship".

hanbin clearly wanted to be more than friends.

either, a: y/n knew but didn’t want to accept that his best friend of more than a decade was in love with him or b: y/n actually didn’t know that hanbin was in love with him and assumed it was all an elaborate joke.

“what’s going on? do you and hanbin have a thing going on?”

y/n blinks, leaning on his locker as he stares at lee jeonghyeon. he laughs, shaking his head. “no no, he’s my best friend, that’s all”.

“are you sure? he seems to think more than that..”

the yeo just chuckles, shaking his head once more. “hanbin is not in love with me”.

oh how wrong he was.

“what’s going on with you?”

hanbin looks up, meeting matthew's eyes. “what do you mean?” he asks back, clearly confused.

“your tense, is something wrong”.

now, hanbin could lie, but even if he did lie about what was bothering him, matthew would somehow find out. he sighs, leaning back in his seat.

“is it obvious that i’m in love with y/n?”

matthew snickers, quickly covering his mouth when he sees hanbin glare. “sorry sorry” he laughs. “but— yeah, it’s pretty obvious, why?”

hanbin covers his face, embarrassed. “then why doesn’t he notice? i literally confess my love for him all the time and he continuously thinks it’s a joke!”

matthew stares, a frown coming to his face. “just come clean, hyung, he won’t hate you”.

“he’s made it clear he doesn’t like me”.

“did he tell you that? all he said is that you guys were too young to get married”.

hanbin takes in his words. i mean— he is right, y/n has never outrightly denied his feelings, just used marriage as an excuse to not accept any of hanbin's confessions.

then, he got it.

“oh my god! i got it!”

matthew flinches, surprised by the random shout from hanbin. “matthew your a genius!” he yells, and matthew stands there frozen still.

“i am?”

“you are!” hanbin hugs him, running out of the room with a new epiphany on his mind.

matthew stands there confused.

y/n has to admit, he is flattered by hanbin's little monthly confessions. he had grown up to think no one would ever be interested in him like that, but hanbin made all those feelings different.

he made him feel special.

y/n would just conveniently ignore the feeling in his stomach whenever hanbin would confess for the thousandth time, or the heat on his face, or anything which suggested he reciprocated any of the feelings his dear best friend had for him.

but people would always ask about the two of them, how they looked like a perfect couple, how they were like that childhood friends to lovers trope.

“oh? sung hanbin? the two of us are just very good friends”.

that became his signature response to any of the questions other students would ask about him and hanbin.

which he answered with much distaste.

that was just normal for him.

if it ever changed, so would his life.

and he never wished for his life to change.

“you seem to like walking me home these days”.

hanbin hums, taking in y/n’s words as he nods. “come on, were best friends, i can walk you home when i want to, right?”

y/n snickers, shaking his head. “i’m just saying” he begins, eyes drifting towards hanbin's hands. “who are those for?”

“hm?” hanbin's eyes dart towards his own hands, smiling. “oh, they’re for you”.

y/n pauses, narrowing his eyes. “what?” he laughs in disbelief, looking at hanbin like he’s crazy. “for me?”

“yes, for you” hanbin says, handing him the bouquet of flowers. “my mom helped me pick them out for you..”

y/n takes them, staring fondly at hanbin. “is this another one of your love confessions?”

“maybe”.

the words are so simple, too simple for hanbin. he blinks, unable to control the heat spreading across his cheeks.

“hanbin—“

“will you be my boyfriend, yeo y/n?”

y/n pauses, frozen.

he’s completely taken aback. it’s usually a joke, it’s supposed to be a joke, but this is not a joke, this is real, legitimate.

“what?”

“what? i’m asking you a question..”

y/n can’t comprehend what he’s hearing. he probably looked like an idiot, just standing there with a bouquet of flowers in his hands, frozen.

“it’s a simple yes or no question, n/n”.

“yes” y/n immediately blurts, feeling more embarrassment rush to him. “yes, yes, i’ll be your boyfriend, sung hanbin”.

hanbin smiles, his face going hot as he begins fanning himself. “yes! finally after almost 10 years, you’ve accepted one of my love confessions!”

y/n can’t believe what he’s hearing, and he lets his head fall down. “i did say we were too young to get married, i never genuinely rejected you”.

his feelings were finally out there.

hanbin simply rolls his eyes. “okay okay, by bad for not processing your specific words”.

“yeah, it is your bad”.

the yeo laughs at his own words, hanbin just staring at him with enamored eyes. “thank you for the flowers, by the way, boyfriend”.

hanbin froze at the emphasis of the word, the word he’s wanted to hear so long from y/n, the word he’s been bracing for himself to hear if it he was to ever actually date y/n.

he was basically living his dream.

“i’ll see you tomorrow, bin”.

hanbin finally snaps back into reality. he smiles at y/n, nodding almost erratically. “yeah, i’ll see you tomorrow, boyfriend”.

y/n hums, turning around as he laughs at hanbin.

he’s such a lovable idiot.

AUTHORS NOTE — hanbin. that’s it. that’s the note.

[wanderloveshater]

This is extremely gay.

I mean yeah I kinda knew they were homosexuals but wow. Gay.

Anyways any personal HC?

asking me my personal headcanons for skeletondance is the greatest act of kindness you could give me so I am very appreciative.

truly I have an abundance, but I always like to start off with I think Wander experienced true love at first sight. Is it corny? Cheesy? Silly? Well, yes! Of course! That’s the best part!

I mean, please, this is Wander’s whimsicalness that we have. It’s potent. He’s a hopeless romantic. He loves all forms of love, he studies it, majors in it. Unadulterated love. This is post Major Threat- (which is another can of worms) but I imagine him wanting ahem more than friendship but for some reason they parted ways, remained friends. Who knows. After hearing all this stuff about a new villain in the galaxy, he feels a familiarity with a certain skeletal leader.

His heart just flutters at the sight of Hater!

That fear in his face as he crawls backwards is not from being destroyed by Hater, but with the messy feelings of “Oh grop, this guy’s real handsome! I cannot let my BIG FEELINGS muck things up!” [ via The Greatest ]

We’ve also seen Wander selflessly put others before himself countless times, getting hurt just for another person’s convenience/comfort. Trying to pair up Hater with Dominator was a big one. It was also major projection.

I had typed out that I think he’s good at keeping things under wraps but um no he is Not . At all. He is, in your words, extremely gay. He finds it hard to hide it at times. Really he prioritizes Hater’s well-being, and a relationship doesn’t always guarantee that.

He cannot be selfish and date Hatey! No! He loves him so much. Loves him so much to go through a heartbreak when he successfully pairs him with Dominator and he’ll be on the path to goodness and no longer do evil. It’s what will make him happy, what you want most for someone you are utterly truly deeply in love with.

This is just one headcanon but you got me going!

[7ban-sama]

hello 7ban-sama !! i have a question.. about the mahou shojou tbhk au - so… if nene was captured by the evil horse twinsies??? would they maybe… corrupt her..??? what would happen to her ? would they take all her magic away.?????

Hiya. *placid smile* I'm being asked about my silly horsies... wow...

Ah but yes, Nene is being captured by them in my art... Well. Historically I've really liked shoujo as a teen, so I've read and watched a handful of magical girl things. I'm a fan... I even like ah, specifically the cheesiness of villains flirting with the heroine. So imagine my delight, that AidaIro would have the Yugi twins as some sort of dastardly villain counterparts to mahou shoujo Nene-chan...!! So exciting!

Kidnapping was my most immediate thought, I wanted to see it. 9.9 I imagine that Amane has been taunting Nene for a while on her adventures, but it's never felt too 'serious' to Nene... The twins, they are strange, Tsukasa like fangirls over Amane being cool, and Amane doesn't seem like he's taking anything too seriously either. Cycle of: they banter, they battle it out, they all go home at the end of the day. (The twins tf into unicorns and trot off together. Or, Amane like rides, Tsukasa, hyaa.) Episodic, whimsical. So at first when she's captured by them, she thinks this will be rote, that she will be rescued eventually or outsmart them. The twist is this is going to be permanent... (Like if this was an anime you were watching, you'd be shocked, wait what do you mean she's not going home? What? What happened to all the other stuff?)

I think the first thing Amane does is strip her of her power, like break her wand... I imagine that what lets Nene transform is some bond with Yako (?) as she seems to be standing in as a magical companion of some sort ww, but I think she would be channeling her abilities through the wand she's wielding. Breaking it would mean she can't cast spells etc. for the time being, and while being kept away from her companions she can't get help recuperating her ability. She will stay in her magical girl form until she is fully exhausted physically, however.

Nene still believes things are normal at this point, she thinks she will endure whatever... Random evil things they will do, use her as bait, or try and abuse her powers, huff huff-!! What she can't predict is that it has nothing to do with that... Amane has come to covet her, wants to steal her away. Imagine he hasn't even consulted with his 'faction', this is entirely personal, his own desire. It's... Amane, so he's become convinced that Nene is so into him, she's just playing hard to get at this point. Enough games though... Done with playing games.

While Amane is thinking all of this, Nene is... further behind, she may sometimes wonder if he "likes" her, but also doubt it since he's... evil?? Pfshh... So— while she is bound in rope, and Amane begins rambling, implying that this has been a long time coming, she is not thinking the same things he is. As he. Like starts, groping her, jkjfgh... and Tsukasa is behind her, restraining her, being instructed to move her around for Amane. Instructed to touch her as well! Confusing, disorienting, wait where am I-? That's how Nene feels.

I do imagine it being, fully noncon, something sprung upon her, ignoring any of her protests. Gets treated like she's being a difficult mare. Further restrained and made to wear (functionally) fetish gear, in the form of horse gear like, bit, halter, hobbles. Passed between the twins, run ragged. My vision, is VERY EXCESSIVE...!! But the point is that Nene is a normal girl, she had 'normal' expectations of what this dynamic was. Not ready for what Amane wants of her! The next shock would be that they don't release her at the end of this, even as Nene-chan has gone back to her normal, non-magical self. Just carry her off into the lair, keep her...

At this point, I do think of corruption...!! Both psychologically and magically. The first stage is just... excessive... sex... so much sex kfjfghg kind of mind-breaking Nene through this all. I think it's a little grim initially, really, because Amane has to process that she really was um, unprepared, and I think Nene would become despondent realizing she just won't be going home? And none of her team has found her or come for her... She doesn't feel valuable to them yet, and now she doesn't know what they're capable of, so there's this nebulous dread... Amane is kind of like, moody yandere, why aren't you happy to be trapped with me forever. But well, persistent as well, not going to let her go... Over time though I think Nene uncontrollably feels the allure of villain romance, and the, mystic being, unicorn, parts, like wait. I'm like their fair virgin maiden they couldn't resist. *really thinks about it* ... also it's crazy sex but also it feels good, there's just a point where it's like ahnghh wait but what IF this is my life. Forever now. HM.............

The magic part however... I actually owe it to my wife, she came up with something really interesting — a sort of magical horn that could TF Nene into a unicorn as well. But Amane would have to stab it into her skull. Simultaneously it would mind-wipe her, reduce her, made into a beautiful horsie as well... I thought of an extreme ending where Amane and Tsukasa give up their human forms and give up all they were doing, to live with this unicorn Nene. It'd be a crazy commitment though so it's the final note in their story, if that came to pass. Like Amane realizing he doesn't want anything else but to be with her and Tsukasa in some magical forest eternally together.

Ultimately I think they'd all have magic still, between them all. It's just that they're giving up the powers specifically granted by whatever their little familiars are, and whatever destiny they are tied to. It's like a story where the main character and the villains escape out of their roles... I mean, really it's a dumb hentai, but you know.

[skitskatdacat63]

misc lore drop day 33/?

Going to be doing something a little different for the next couple posts!! I reblogged this ask game because when I saw it, I could only think of answers from Boy King AU. So I thought it’d be fun to be prompted and force myself to think inside the confines of these questions. Please send more if you are interested!! Tysm Csilla for the first three!!! I’ll answer one per day, because I like sticking to this self imposed schedule :D No one was specified so I’ll answer this for both Seb and Fernando!

What is a trait your OC hides about themself from others? Do they refuse to acknowledge it or begrudgingly accept it?

Fernando

I’ve talked about this before, but he definitely hides his passion. It’s like pulling teeth, in the beginning, to get him to admit he genuinely likes or enjoys anything. Especially any of his fondness for Seb, he will absolutely never admit it. He’s actually a pretty fun-loving guy, but he believes he needs to be stoic to survive and succeed in the world. He must only focus on doing his duty, plotting and scheming, to move up in the world. He used to be very carefree and whimsical, but that got him nowhere, and he believes if he stayed that way, he’d still be a prince. When in reality, his passion dissipated when he got closer to being a king. Not because that’s what kings should be like, but because the proceedings around it were practically designed to undermine him. But, he still got what he wanted. So he believes that is how he got where he is, instead of it in reality being a symptom of where he is, if that makes sense? 

He definitely evolves throughout his life to become more like his younger self. Those around him, especially Seb of course, chip away at that impassive facade over time. But in the beginning, he;s definitely the type to deny it to his grave. “A king has no time for silly games such as these, I must focus on my duty” etc etc. He can’t accept it because he feels like everything will crumble away from him if he does. Becoming dispassionate is just a sign of growing older, okay? He says. It’s more of a part of himself that he’s intentionally hiding/shoving away, than one he needs to accept. Though maybe he needs to accept it’s not normal nor healthy to hide your true self and desires behind 10 masks of indifference and seriousness. 

Seb is a bit harder because I think he’s a much more straightforward, carefree guy than Fernando is. I’ve talked about this as well, but it’s definitely insecurity. He, as someone who has been king and a destined emperor since as long as he can remember, does not have experience not getting what he wants. He expects everything to come his way, and everyone to bow to him and prioritize him overall. Yes, that’s kind of selfish BUT, can you really blame someone who’s been raised with the idea that he is the most important being? That’s not what he’s insecure over, but rather suddenly dealing with the idea that he can’t instantly get everything his way, i.e. his relationship with Fernando. It’s very tough for him to suddenly face that, someone that outwardly doesn’t like him nor thinks he’s the greatest to ever exist. It fuels him to try to win Fernando over, but it also causes his worldview to start collapsing. Thus: insecurity. Insecurity over: is anyone actually telling me the truth, does anyone even like me, etc???? Also specifically in regards to his and Fernando’s marriage. At the beginning, he’s like well of course Fernando would love this and love me, because I am me, how could he not!? But later on when he starts to get insecure, it makes him question everything. Wait so he doesn’t actually like me, he wasn't in awe of getting to marry me?

It’s definitely something he really struggles to come to terms with. He’s not supposed to be feeling these emotions. He shouldn’t be having to question his whole life up until this point. It’s something that he keeps to himself, because it would probably ruin him if anyone else knew. He’s supposed to be the epitome of self confidence, of ardent self belief. So why is he suddenly getting all squirmy over everything? 

[emeritus-fuckers]

hello i was wondering if i could participate in the match up event?

I am afab and nb, I use any pronouns :) I'm cool with being any gender or being with any gender neither matters much to me

I lov the ghouls and their silly little shenanigans :)

I'm pretty feminine looking, I'm 5'1 and I'm built like a comic book male superhero like broad chest and shoulders but a straight line from the ribs down like a upside down dorito w legs

I'm asian so my eyes and hair are dark, my hair's like a shoulder-length wolf cut ish thing... idk I just hack at it. sometimes I wear glasses, but sometimes I just feel like being blind. When I get dressed I pretend like im dressing up in a fun little costume so my day is more whimsical and silly my go-to is like sailor uranus prince-type girl crush but a wizard or a wizard who is going on an epic expedition to recover lost artifacts but no matter the outfit the key is that I look like I'm secretly a merlin-style cartoonishly evil wizard. So i guess maybe like goth grunge academia something something pinterest buzzword Oh and I have major rbf, and it makes ppl scared of me

I'm an introverted person and I tend to be very logical but. I think different from a lot of ppl apparently. I've been described, to paraphrase, as "sort of ominous and mysterious but actually funny", "uncanny and unsettling in a good way", and "awkward and weird but its endearing" which just sound like insults. I like to live in my head and make silly stories and things to play with. Like every tumblr user I've got fucked up mental health and bad parents so I am kind of like one of those freaky ass chihuahuas that is always scared and shakes and bites people and has digestive issues. I tend to be hard to read or sort of deadpan so I like fucking w people since they can't tell if I'm joking bc i love mischeif and japes. I want to be a silly not-quite-supervillain like Dr doofinshmirtz or like a trickster archetype sort yk

I was a pretty intense synchronized swimmer for like 9 years I competed at like opens and nationals and all that when I was in school but my university doesn't have :( I'm on the rowing team now but I would rather do synchro esp since being my main thing was being flexible and it has no advantages in rowing lmaooo I've been a huge vocaloid fan since elementary school so I've been around in that community for a while (I am so well-adjusted). I like to make vocal synth covers and draw, especially when I'm able to work with producers to provide art for their vids it's so cool hehehehhe I mostly listen to vocaloid music but I like a lot of metal stuff as well that's how I found out abt gonst. I also like 2 play video gamez, I'm so fucking bad at them but I think it's rly funny so I just spend hours giggling and watching myself get mauled over and over.

I love horror a lot but I'm less a slasher girlie and more of a supernatural psychological tormet girlie esp if its got mythology or religions shit involved. Im majoring in history bc all good history ppl like silly metal and I wrote this instead of my abstract that's due in like an hour bc I have no idea what to do for the topic 🥲🥲

- the fuckin wizard

This post is part of the 1000 followers match up event. Entries for the event are now closed.

Your match is... Zephyr

They like listening to you talk about your major and interests. He's a very good listener.

While they might not be the best swimmer, they enjoy the activity and if you want to show off, they'll absolutely let you and be super proud.

He doesn't mind how unique your style is. He probably wouldn't really try to match clothes with you, but they'd try their best to buy you stuff you'd enjoy.

Since he doesn't really walk much, they picked up drawing and started doing it with you. They're surprisingly good at it for someone who just randomly said "I'm bored, maybe I should start drawing".

Also, horror movie date nights! They're also much more of a psychological horror person, but his favorite is of course the paranormal (he finds it hilarious) so you two take turns picking the movies.

Video game dates included, too. He's got a PS3 and the first three Uncharted games, as well as some others. Their favorite is Uncharted 3.

He'll insist you wear your glasses. He knows the consequences of ignoring his health. It's not fun.

~

Written by Nosferatu with the help of the wonderful and of @ask-zephyr-ghoul (ilysm pookie).

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For the fruit ask game! 🍊, 🍈, 🫐 aaaaand 🍇

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🍊 Who’s a character you don’t write for that often, but keep meaning to write for more? I don't write Elrond nearly enough. I really want to, but any story he's in just sort of...slides off him like water off a duck's back, and he just stays in the background being wise and kind and quietly amused by the goings-on around him. I can't quite grasp him.

🍈 Who’s your blorbo and what are some of your favorite headcanons/ideas about them that repeatedly show up in your fics? Free pass to rant about blorbo opinions. Oh man. I love so many characters, and I don't really get the 'blorbo' thing, but someone who has been living rent-free in the back of my head for over 20 years is Legolas, and I have some very strong opinions about him - he is NOT a redneck, a hick, an idiot or any of the other things that fandom likes to joke about; he's very deep-thinking and cares very strongly about things, but he's also capable of being light-hearted and silly and whimsical. Oh, and he and Gimli are friends and that is absolutely enough, they mean the absolute world to each other but that doesn't mean they have to be shagging. The insistence of fandom on shipping them romantically these days, imnsho, takes away from the beauty of their canon friendship, as though friendship isn't considered 'enough', and I really do not like that. :D (also, you know who he does appear to have a crush on in canon if you read it in a certain way? IMRAHIL.)

🫐 What’s your favorite underrated thing in your fandom? (A ship that only you seem to write for, a character there’s almost no fics about, a trope that criminally hasn’t been written yet, etc.) omg! Legolas/Imrahil, my favourite rarepair canoe! Also Sigrid/Tauriel (and Sigrid&Tauriel), who deserve a lot more attention - to which end I am running @sigrielweek between 7 and 13 October! (the blog doesn't have anything on it yet but anyone who wants to, please feel free to give it a follow so that when I get it sorted out you'll see it!)

🍇 Is there a particular scene/episode/book/etc that you want to just write a million fics about, over and over? Which one? I always thought I'd have one fic per scenario (mostly various pairings getting together), but I seem to find myself returning to them and writing different ones, particularly Erestor/Glorfindel, I've written them getting together so many times now, and I'll be posting another one later on in Writers' Month!

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