#i'm sorry i'm totally out of control atm

[fincalinde]

Apologies to @thatswhatsushesaid, but your tags on my Yi City vs 3zun post raised an interesting parallel I hadn't considered and I ended up digging into it. Then things got out of control, so I'm making a separate post. I'm really sorry if this comes across as excessive (I didn't think it would get this long when I started it!). If you still stand by your tags of course that's fine, but here is my accidental absolute overkill explanation as to why I don't think it holds up.

I can see why the confrontation between XXC and XY could be compared to the stairs scene with NMJ and JGY, and I understand you're drawing a specific parallel between XXC not really taking on board the significance of XY's pain + NMJ not really taking on board the significance of JGY's struggles, rather than claiming the scenes are directly analogous. And that definitely makes sense on the face of it! But on picking at it, I don't think they're as similar as they might first appear.

My feeling is that comparing XXC not hearing what XY is saying to NMJ not hearing what JGY is saying does a disservice both to XXC and JGY. Even though your point relates to one specific aspect, I think it's still important to take into account both scenes as a whole: XXC has just found out that the enemy who massacred a clan, committed who knows what other crimes, massacred Baixue Temple and blinded his closest friend and partner has been sharing a house with him for years. Even before finding out that XY tricked him into killing helpless innocents and even used him to kill SL, that is absolutely horrifying behaviour.

Not only that, but XY has shown no remorse. He's gone on the offensive, mocking XXC and being cruel to him. Yes this is a defence mechanism as XY obviously doesn't want to lose the life he's been leading or XXC's familial/mentorly relationship, but I personally think it's completely understandable that XXC isn't fully attuned to the niceties of XY's emotional state. And even if he were, it changes nothing. Because, and to me this is key, XY feels no remorse.

XY isn't sorry he used XXC to kill innocents for fun and revenge. He isn't sorry he massacred people and experimented on them. In all his years with XXC, and despite the fact that he's learned to love XXC, he's learned absolutely nothing from XXC about the value of any lives (or body parts) that aren't his own. His only regret appears to be that he's been found out. For me, it's really telling that XY's arguments are all based on how justified he is, how XXC is stupid and naive and his own little finger is worth more than any number of lives. Yes a great deal of that is the swagger and bravado of a hurt child. But the text seems pretty clear that the lives of others really do have no value to him beyond the one person he's learnt to care about.

Of course XY was once a vulnerable and hungry child who was cruelly tricked and grievously injured. He could indeed have died. It was an awful thing that happened to him. Maybe not just anyone would have subsequently have grown up to see all other human lives as worthless, but still, his backstory is a huge part of who he's become as an adult. But I just don't think it's enough to say 'this terrible thing happened to me when I was a child and that's why I've done all these terrible things' if it's not coupled with further development to bring him into closer alignment with XXC's values.

I'm not saying I believe XXC would have forgiven XY and the tragedy would have been averted if XY were capable of genuinely caring about the innocents he killed and feeling remorse for his actions—I really do feel that XY had already gone too far by the time XXC rescued him for XXC to ever reconcile with him once he discovered his true identity. But in my opinion, this is the heart of the difference between their confrontation and the confrontation between NMJ and JGY.

For one thing, NMJ is the one in the wrong when he confronts JGY. NMJ isn't a betrayed man begging for explanations from a trusted companion who lied about his identity for years after having personally committed excessive and cruel revenge against him. NMJ is a powerful clan leader dragging his sworn brother outside so he can literally attempt to kill him for the appalling crime of being more answerable to his own father (as is dictated by the rules of their society) than NMJ. It is completely out of JGY's hands as to what happens to XY. He cannot overrule his father's decisions. And yes, I'm sure JGY does want XY alive for his usefulness—but even if NMJ kills him, that won't change anything. JGS can and will continue to shield XY and NMJ will have broken his oath. (Well, NMJ has already broken his oath in attempting to kill JGY at all.)

When JGY pleads his case with NMJ, he isn't making the argument that he or any part of him is more valuable than any number of lives. He's making the, in my opinion, extremely cogent point that while in theory all lives have value, that value is subjective. He points out that NMJ has taken lives because he deemed it morally correct to do so. Therefore NMJ believes he has the right to decide who is worthy of life and death. What makes NMJ more qualified than anyone else to decide who is deserving of life or death? NMJ makes his decisions based on a code of ethics, but is he completely sure that every single person he's ever killed deserved to die?

Meanwhile, JGY admits that of the people he's killed, some at least must have deserved to live. He makes no claim to pass moral judgement on every person he's killed. But he does make the utilitarian argument that he believes killing one innocent person to save one thousand people is a choice worth making. And yes, he's acting for his own survival and wellbeing in conjunction with the greater good—just as NMJ has ensured his own survival and wellbeing throughout the war. JGY doesn't make his decisions based solely on the moral character of other people (which he is not necessarily qualified to judge), but instead on whether sacrificing one to save many is the right decision.

When NMJ asks JGY if he thinks he's better than the people he's killed and JGY answers that of course he thinks he's different, I actually do think he is intending to confirm he thinks he's 'better'. But what he means is in line with what he's already explained: that the value of lives is subjective, and of course in his own estimation his own life is more valuable than the lives of those he's killed. The same is true of NMJ; he absolutely also believes his life is worth more than the lives of those he's killed, but he won't (or can't) conceptualise that his own subjective judgements don't necessarily carry objective weight. NMJ is certainly not going to examine the fact that (although in some contexts I'm sure he would sacrifice his own life) he does value his life over that of other people.

And NMJ misses the point. Not at all in the same ways as a tormented XXC, confronted by a man who has fooled him for years and is childishly furious with him for even caring about his many victims. NMJ refuses to listen to JGY's point because he has already prejudged him. All he hears is that JGY will sacrifice other people but not himself—but his failure to hear JGY isn't due to grief and the shock of betrayal. It's due to his own inflexible nature, the hypocritical stance that JGY has just highlighted but that NMJ will never reckon with. NMJ hasn't sacrificed himself either, but that hasn't crossed his mind—because ultimately, he believes he is better than JGY by virtue of his birth. This is why, after kicking him down the stairs, he doesn't rebut JGY's point. He just calls him the son of a prostitute.

Essentially, having dug into this to an absurd degree, I think that conflating XXC not hearing XY and NMJ not hearing JGY doesn't hang together for me because XY's position is that his subjective experience is an objective reality: he's genuinely confused as to why XXC doesn't see that 50 lives for one finger (sad backstory included) is completely fair, as lives hold no value to him. He thinks it's stupid that anyone else could value those lives either—it's no wonder XXC is failing to engage with the (genuinely sad!) backstory when this is what it's led to. Meanwhile, JGY is taking a position driven both by reason and emotion. He fully understands NMJ's position but he strongly disagrees and is able to make a coherent argument in response that draws on his own difficult experiences and highlights inconsistencies in NMJ's beliefs. He defends himself and makes an argument for moral relativity without also claiming that he's done nothing wrong.

In both scenes, XXC and NMJ aren't taking on board what they're hearing, but that alone is not enough to support the comparison. JGY makes legitimate points and uses his own circumstances and personal experiences to bolster those points, while XY shares his backstory but uses it as an excuse rather than in support of a valid argument. In my opinion, one is worth listening to, while the other really isn't—and that's why I think the comparison doesn't quite hold up.

[astonmartingf]

THIS IS NOT OUT OF THE BLUE ; YT22

yuki tsunoda x gasly!reader . . . in big brother fashion, pierre wants you to go on a date with yuki to convince him to move closer to milan. however, yuki already lives in milan, and pierre is still not putting the pieces together

amgf see this is what yuki brainrot gets you, i love this omg one of my best works yet, i might come back to this type of format because i am not writing pt2s anymore!!!!!! (lovingly ofc) just like always, enjoy 👍 @viennakarma it's done 🫡

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yourusername i get why my brother likes him so much now. he's a fucking child! feels like another day spent with pierre.

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francisca.cgomes awww they're bonding look pierregasly

pierregasly you had me in the first half, wym a child he's older than you

yourusername doesn't seem like it, seeing how you act, understandable

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yourusername he's up to no good as usual, but if he's constantly yapping to you then you must know what he's up to

charles_leclerc i'm more surprised that you agreed to this?

yourusername he threatened to throw me back to university for a master's degree this time FFS

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yourusername control him please, i can't be the victim of his antics no more

pierregasly he said he had fun!!!

pierregasly now go on another date with him 🫣

yourusername ???? what is actually wrong with you

pierregasly you're acting like you didn't have fun, you even posted it for the whole family to see

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pierregasly try me bitch

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yourusername uploaded a new story

[he's taking me somewhere... i hope i come out alive 😀]

pierregasly replied to your story

oh my gosh, is this progress?

apparently he's in milan, and now we're on the coast so... i guess

wym he's in milan?

he's here?

he's with me atm but yeah

i saw him earlier and he asked if i was free

did he say ask about me?

sorry pierre 😐

non no, it's fine

i'm a bit sad he didn't contact me but i'm glad you're together

francisca.cgomes replied to your story

a boat date 🥰

it's not a date...

we're just hanging out

uh huh... cool

that's it?

wym?

that's it? you're just letting me off the hook like that? no teasing about being yuki's future lover or smth?

you want me to tease you about it?

non, not really i was just thinking about it

you're thinking about being yuki's future lover?

shut up kika, you know i didn't mean it that way

yeah yeah, sure 😏

you're absolutely telling this to pierre huh?

you know, i'm on your side for this one

your secret's safe with me 😉

what secret?

oh yn, for someone older than me you're a bit out of it but it's okay you'll get it one day 😊

get what?

kika?

what are you talking about?

yukitsunoda511 replied to your story

wow, you don't trust me one bit

i thought we had something going on

yeah right, shut up yuki

am i your boyfriend?

🥺🥹😭

yes

good girl 😊

yourusername uploaded a new story

[it's him again... annoying asf]

yukitsunoda0511 replied to your story

why would you lie to your audience like that?

because it's way more fun this way

duh???

everyday i'm reminded that you are pierre's sister when you pull shit like this

excuse me?

are you calling my soft launching methods shit 😕

i'm just kidding

you totally aren't

you're right, i am not

it's just i didn't think he'd be that dense about it

i'm sure i told him we were dating

he's forgetful like that

don't start talking, you didn't even tell him about us

i did!

uh huh....

well, it's funny to me because look, he's so desperately trying to get us together because we're so perfect for each other (ikr) and if he would've just listened like a year ago he would've known about us already

i mean, even alex knows what's up and she's seen us like twice already

alex has seen us a couple of times, even kika but pierre...

he'll figure it out, it's like he's been waiting so long for us to date, i don't know when he'll realize it

let's pray for him

praying for pierre 🙏

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yourusername road trip with 💋 + we met alex on her field trip, it's a win 😊

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alexandrasaintmleux it's nice to see you two ❤️ have fun on your road trip

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charles_leclerc come visit us next time ^^

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pierregasly oh you did send me updates

yourusername 🙄

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yourusername what is actually wrong with you?

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yourusername milan. my man.

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pierregasly can't believe i'm finding out through an instagram post and not IRL, fake sister 👎

yourusername is it our fault if you didn't listen?

pierregasly i was already shipping you in my head with yuki, i thought of it first

yourusername okay and? doesn't change the fact that we've been mentioning it for a long time already

yukitsunoda0511 i mean yn is right, i did tell you as well

pierregasly okay everyone is ganging up on pierre for not knowing blah blah blah

francisca.cgomes i mean babe, you are the only one who didn't catch up

alexandrasaintmleux it was clear as daylight, they're not only dating but they're clearly fucking you're so dumb in your own delusions to see

pierregasly okay wow, i'm going to ignore the last few texts but first it was my sister, next my teammate, then my girlfriend, next my friend's girlfriend okay charles i know you're with me here buddy defend me please 🙏

charles_leclerc do you want me to add more salt to the wound? because i agree with all of them...

yourusername see? this didn't just happen out of nowhere, it was already happening and you were just too invested to see the truth

yukitsunoda0511 i look good there, next time i'm posting 😊

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yukitsunoda0511 can i soft launch?

yourusername yes 🥰

[petrichor-idyllic]

Can u do Minho x reader where reader is just gawking at minhos arms and he catches her 🤭 it can be a gender neutral reader with spice ☝🏽

Alright, alright, I know, I have been very MIA, very sorry, life is a lot atm.

But this request is an easy one, so I'm tryna get through the easy ones. (Totally not cause I'm procrastinating a massive request and have fallen back into my OBX phase or anything shhh)

BEST FEATURE

MASTERLIST | MINHO MASTERLIST

SUMMARY: See above. GN! Reader x Minho. Takes place before the arrival of Thomas.

WARNINGS: Inappropriate language, you're a simp, sorry, spice.

You like to pretend that you're a level headed and controlled person. That things such as desire or general human nature don't faze you and you're focused on work and helping around the Glade.

And, for the most part - that is completely believable.

Mainly because Minho is always out in the Maze. Thank God.

Because every time you guys are in the same room, you can't take your eyes off of him. His shoulders, his back, his weirdly perfect hair, that stupid blue shirt that just clings to him in the best way- and his arms.

(Something you and a specific future Greenie and ex-WCKD member would have in common.)

His arms.

His fucking arms, man.

You just can't help yourself. He walks back into the Glade every day, sweaty and dishevelled, his blue shirt sleeves rolled up as he casually glances at you as he walks past. Sometimes, you swear he walks past you on purpose .

Newt suspects you purposely hang around the Map Room so he has to.

It's been months, and you just can't seem to force yourself to get over it. You've tried, but Minho is the hottest guy in the Glade.

You're fucked, basically.

That is no different when it comes to Bonfire night. A new Greenie pops up, every gets hammered, Gally gets in a fight, Alby looks like he's gonna have a stroke.

But it's all in good fun.

Minho doesn't normally join in the festivities. He's a very stressed individual. Sometimes, you think about attempting to convince him to join in so he can let off some steam, but you don't.

I mean, most of your thoughts are about him letting off some steam. If you get what I mean.

But, this specific night, somehow, Newt, the absolute Lord and saviour he is, has managed to convince Minho to play a game of beer pong.

Well, not beer pong, but "Gally's suspicious special brew pong" is a bit of a mouthful.

You sit at the sides with a couple of boys, watching Minho laugh along as he throws a ball (a screwed up piece of tinfoil) into a cup across the table. Cheers break out in his success, but you just stare.

Minho's arms flex under his shirt, the curve of his upper arm visible through his shirt, his forearm tenses as he goes to throw the ball agsin you swear you can see the blood pumping veins from here.

"You're drooling, mate." You're snapped back to reality as you look at Newt, who passes you a drink.

"Huh?" You catch on. "What? No - I'm not." You attempt to lie, but the heat rising through your face is a bit of a hint.

"Yeah - you are. As always."

"What? What's that supposed to mean?"

"You know what it means." You look away in respond, groaning as you rub your face with your hands.

"Shut up."

Newt snorts at this, rubbing your back with a mocking "There, there."

You want to punch him.

"Yo, (Y/N)!" You look up, heat rising in your face as Minho shouts you. "Ben just bailed on us, you wanna take his place?"

You open your mouth to speak, but your words catch in your throat, causing Newt to cringe in second hand embarrassment.

"Jesus Christ," he mumbles. "Yeah! They'd love to join." He nudges you. "Right?"

You clearly your throat. "Uh, yeah? Yeah."

Minho chuckles at this. "Come on, then."

You look at Newt again, as he nods his head to go join. Awkwardly, you stand up, walking over to join Minho's team.

"You know how to play?" He asks you.

"Uh, yeah- yeah, I know how to play." You attempt to sound confident.

"Cool - I should shuckin' hope so, you've been watching like a hawk." Oh God, he noticed. He noticed you staring. Hopefully, you can play it off as just being interested in the game.

"Y-yeah. Looked like you guys were having fun."

Please don't notice. Please don't notice. Please don't notice.

Please.

Minho's eyes flicker down you, almost like he's examining you, but also like he's drinking in your appearance, a slight smirk playing on his lips before he looks you in the eyes again. "Uh, huh."

Oh, God.

You immediately look away as another Glader passes you the ball for your turn. You miss, instantly as your body feels flushed, and then the game continues.

This goes on for quite some time.

You would think that any normal person would look away, now. I mean, Minho has noticed and Newt is undoubtedly going to bully you for it later. But, you are not that person, and you just can't help yourself.

Up close and personal, Minho looks like a God carved him out of stone. And when it's his turn, your eyes fall on his arms.

Because of course they do.

The way he rolls his sleeves up further, his muscles tensing, his veins flexing as you follow them down his forearms and down the back of his strong hands. You're seeing stars and your brain feels fuzzy.

"You good?" Minho's voice snaps you back to reality once again. Your eyes flicker to his face, his eyes narrowing as a smirk creeps across his face.

"Yep."

"You were staring."

"No, I wasn't." You say a bit too quickly, making his smirk turn into a grin.

"You sure about that? Positive you were just, checking me out?"

You blink at him, your face rising in heat.

"Yo," Clint snorts, having been also playing the game. "You were perving on Minho?" He drapes an arm over your shoulder, clearly drunk, but the implication making you more flustered.

"What? N-no. No. I wasn't."

"Mhm - I'm sure he doesn't mind." Clint snorts.

"Yeah, I don't mind." Minho agrees, grinning.

"I wasn't!" You attempt to defend yourself. "Ugh, shuck this." You grow irritated, shoving Clint's arm off. "I've had enough of this game."

You say, starting to walk away.

"What?" Minho's smile drops as he shouts after you. "We were just messing around! (Y/N)!" He huffs, dropping his head, watching you walk away. "Shuck's sake." He mumbles under his breath.

Newt, who has been watching the whole thing, stands from his seat and walks over. "Go on."

"What?" Minho asks.

"Go after them. I'll take your spot."

"Dude- why would I-?"

"Shut up, shank - you know you're just as bad."

Minho freezes at this, blinking at Newt.

Well, he's not wrong.

Minho has been listing after you for about just as long as you have him. And Newt has more social awareness skills than the both of you combined.

Minho huffs, but he turns on his heels, following after you, jogging to catch up as you make your way to the Deadheads.

"Yo! Hey! Wait up!" He says, slowing to a walk.

"Why? So, you can bully me again because you thought I was checking you out?" You snarl, mainly out of pure embarrassment.

"...But you were checking me out."

"No-"

"Yes."

"Fine! Whatever!" You throw your hands up in frustration. "I was checking you out! Big shuckin' deal! I can't help it, okay?"

Minho blinks, not expecting the sudden out burst. "Okay."

"Okay? Cool, okay? It's not my fault that you're hot, okay? A-and it's not fair that you look that good! All the time! Like, how is that fair? And how the fuck is your hair always flawless? You run for miles everyday - and somehow, you look like you've escaped Vogue! And your arms... how am I meant to even pretend to cope, you prick?"

Minho blankly stands there. "You done?"

You blink at him. "Yeah, I think so."

Minho slowly nods, stepping towards you as you both stand near the edge of the Deadheads, the drama of the Bonfire a now distant memory as he stands in front of you. He's so close and tall and generally intimidating in a way you shouldn't find attractive.

"So, you like my arms, then?" Minho acts, clearly enjoying the not needed ego boost. All you can do is blankly look at him.

What the hell is happening here?

"Do you?" You nod in response, slowly and unsure. "Okay, you can touch them, if you want?"

Your brain has melted and burnt. "...What?"

Minho huffs, simply grabbing your hand and putting it on his arm. You eyelids flutter, swapping between his face and his arm. "Don't be scared." He murmers.

Slowly, you drag your fingers down the fabric of his sun faded blue button up over his bicep, feeling the muscle and the curves of his left arm, tracing delicate shapes over the material. You move further down, passing the threshold where the fabric stops and the bare skin of his forearm starts.

To your surprise, Minho's breath hitches slightly at the contact. This is the first time you've ever touched him, and even he didn't expect the feeling to send chills down his spine and goosebumps dance on his skin. Your palm contacts with his forearm, rubbing down to his hand, feeling the visible veins as he creeps closer to you.

Your eyes go from his arm to his face, flickering to his lips as he stands directly in front of you. He becomes bold, raising his arm, your hand still loosely around his wrist as he touches your cheek. Slowly, he closes the gap.

Your chest feels like it's about to explode as his lips comnect with yours. He breaks the kiss, trying to figure out your reaction, but when you kiss him again, he takes the hint.

He's slightly taken aback from the passion and the heat, humming against your lips unintentionally as he kisses back. You're letting out the months of tension you've been feeling, your hands coming around his shoulders, feeling the muscles and caressing the tops of his arms as he backs you into a tree.

You gasp, your back hitting the back as he pushes his body against, his hands grasping at your sides. It seems that the kiss gave him all the answers he needed. His hands move down before slipping under your shirt and brushing at your bare skin - almost like he's becoming desperate for direct contact.

Pushing yourself forward, you can already feel Minho through his trousers, the kiss already getting him worked up.

For a second, you genuinely consider just letting him take you then and there when Newt clears his throat.

You both snap in the direction of the blond boy. Minho's chest rises and falls as you look away, using Minho's shoulder to hide yourself from your friend.

"As much as I hate to interrupt - but let's be real, this has been a long time coming, the others want you back at the game because apparently I have klunky aim." Newt shoves his hands in his pockets, casually rocking on his heels.

"Are you serious, right now?" Minho asks as you pant into his shoulder, clearly able to maintain his composure better than you.

"Yeah." Newt responds. "And I don't think Alby will be happy if he finds his favourite Runner fooling around in public."

Minho looks at him, before dropping his head. "Alright, give me a second."

"What? Need a moment to calm down?" Newt teases.

"Shut your shank mouth."

Even you can't help but chuckle at this as Minho starts to grin before sighing and stepping back. "I'll uh, I'll catch you later, maybe?"

A half-smile creeps across your face and you nod, your heart banging against your ribcage. "Yeah - yeah, sounds good."

"Good that." He slowly steps back, smiling at you as he walks over to Newt.

"You good?" Newt snickers at his friend. "Sure you can walk straight so lightheaded? I mean, lack of blood to the brain is a bad thing. Especially when-"

"Shut the shuck up, Newt."

Ahhhh I'm back. Kinda.

Don't bet on it.

But anyway, I've actually written something for the first time in weeks.

Hope y'all enjoy :))

[froggibus]

do u have any ideas for full nelson smut with venture? obsessed with sex rocks! atm 😵‍💫

hey hey! that's so sweet, i'm so glad you liked it! sorry its taken me so long to get to this, i got distracted lol !! thoughts beneath the cut!

sloan would LOVE full nelson. any position where they could manhandle you and show off how strong they are is an immediate yes.

they'll pick you up beneath your thighs and drag you up and down their cock like you weigh nothing, groaning about how much they love to use you and how good you feel clenching around them

totally gets carried away and accidentally stuffs you full of cum >~< you'll be totally overstimmed and fucked out but they'll keep nipping at your neck and begging for just "one more" (its never just 'one' more)

they ESPECIALLY love full nelson when you're being a brat! they get to be totally in control so if you've been a total tease, you're about to get what you deserve. they'll have you crying out and begging for them to let you cum within ten minutes (its honestly impressive)

(sorry this isn't a full length fic! i've never done a drabble before (does this count as a drabble?) but ive had so many Ven reqs i just don't feel very inspired for them atm :( hope this is okay!)

[featherdusterbelphie]

Picnics and Barb Wires

C/W: fluff w angst. character death. spoilers to TEW game

A/n: happy birthday to the crow dad! the money gremlin! had this in my drafts for so long and was so tempted to make a mini comic based on it but aaaaa im too lazyyy (and im hella busy w college rn). the au's kinda dead atm but i might as well post it

Word count: 1.06k words total.

Mammon. That's his name.

Mammon. The Avatar of Greed.

Mammon. One of the Seven Lords of the Devildom.

Mammon-

He opens his eyes, looking up at the blue sky. Clouds roll by slowly, and his ears pick up on the distant sound of birds chirping. He can feel the familiar prickling of grass digging into his back, and the soft breeze that tussles his hair. He blinks, and suddenly you are all he sees. You look down at him with a concerned expression, shading his form from the sunlight. "Mammon, are you okay?"

Huh? Was all he could answer you as he sat up. There was a throbbing at the back of his head, and he tried to rub it off with a hand but was unsuccessful. Why was his head hurting so much? "I saw you landed on your head when you fell, are you okay?"

He fell? That explains it. 

"Yeah, I'm okay MC, don't worry." He gave you a smirk to dissuade your worries. "A simple fall like that is nothing to The Great Mammon."

You snort, "Okay, okay, I was just worried. But why were you climbing that tree anyway?"

Why was he? He shrugs because he can't remember. You don't bother saying anything more. He takes that silence between you two to finally look at his surroundings. Around him is lush grass that expands over a good chunk of land, with a copse of trees surrounding the edges. In the distance, he can see a humble wooden house, smoke pouring out the chimney on top.

"Ah, and by the way. While you were unconscious, Belphie, Luci and Luke decided that they'd be in charge of baking the pies for the picnic. Luci insisted that we should relax for a bit and let them handle it themselves."

Right, yes. The picnic. Somehow he can't wrap his head around it. He can't remember anything before he woke up, let alone the idea that he's here in this warm, peaceful place with you but his heart is content and he can't seem to find it in him to care. But at the mention of the others, something stirs within him.

Terrified eyes. Shaking hands. Smoke poured out the mouth of a pistol. Violet and pink eyes glared with so much hatred. Screaming and running and blood - there is so much blood - and he feels like there's something he's not seeing right. Feels like he's losing control of himself. What is happening?

He was just hanging out with you, his human, enjoying this beautiful day with you. Why is there dread pooling in his stomach? Why is his head pounding so much that he can barely think straight? Why is it that when he turns his head to look at you, you're staring at him with the most terrified look in your eyes? Why are you pointing that gun at him, MC?

Did he do something wrong? He doesn't remember what he did wrong. So why are you running away from him? Why are you screaming at him? He's sorry, MC. Very, very sorry. He never meant to hurt you, he truly didn't. So please, wipe those tears away and come back in his arms, he promises he won't hurt you, not now, not ever. So come on, throw away the gun and come closer to him, MC.

MC? Why aren't you listening to him?

MC, just throw away the gun and come closer to him. He won't hurt you, please, just get over here and let him hold you. Let him feel you in his arms. Mammon won't hurt you--this axe he's holding? Yeah, that's nothing. He won't use this against you, MC. You know that. He won't ever hurt you, you know that. So please MC, just get back in his arms. He promises to never do this ever again, just step closer. Please, he just wants to hold you. Please just listen to him. Please please please-

Mammon startles and he opens his eyes to the sky again. Peaceful. Calm. Bright. What was that about? He doesn't know. There's a nauseating headache pounding from behind his eyes. A rhythmic throbbing reverberated inside his skull. But it all melts away when he feels your fingers brushing through his hair and he closes his eyes and leans into your touch, letting his head rest on your lap as he listens to the birds chirping in the distance. He was probably just dreaming. Yeah, that makes sense.

He would never hurt you, MC. And neither would you hurt him. It was very odd that he would dream of such a thing, but then again, most dreams had no meaning. They are just dreams, like the nightmares that he used to have of losing you again. He loves you, more than anything. More than Goldie, more than his brothers. He opens his eyes and reaches for your face. A soft smile on his lips as he holds the side of your face with his hand, his thumb gently caressing your tears cheek.

"I love you MC."

You smile down at him. "I love you too, Mammon. Don't say that, don't you dare close your eyes!"

And so he continued to bask in this wonderful afternoon with you, laying on the lap of his favourite human, while you caressed and cradled his head in affection. There were no tears in your eyes as you sob his name in anguish over and over again-- no, what came out of your mouth was soft, soothing humming. A lullaby that almost brings him to sleep. He closed his eyes again.

Mammon has always wished that these small moments with you would last forever, to indulge in his sin and be engulfed in your warmth, but he knows that's selfish, knows the others would fight him constantly for this. But right now? Now, where nothing matters but you and him in this moment? Basking in each other's warmth and comfort? Maybe he will indulge in his sin for a bit, it's in his nature. You'll forgive him, won't you, MC?

A/n: its been months since i last edited this lmao so it makes zero sense except if you live inside my head ahahaha

[semisolidmind]

(WARNING: Very Long and rambly!)

Hi there! I just wanted to say your Fuwa Fuwa Pandemic idea/characters have me in a chokehold and have demanded me to partake in making a character.

So I have.

Five actually.

I have no self control.

Anyways, if you don't mind I wanna share my characters/ideas with you.

The mascot's name is Komo, and he is a Fox (more kitsune based, honestly) mascot. He guards a fox sanctuary and four humans who stay/work there and sees them as his family. Whether or not some of them want to be in his little family is not something he's concerned about. He's also very mischievous.

Now, for the humans. Please note I've only delved more into the ideas behind Marcy then the other humans, so it might vague for the others.

First, there's Marcy, the youngest at 7, who adores Komo because she loves foxes and plushies, and he is essentially both. She originally came to Japan with her parents a few days before the start of the pandemic for a vacation. They weren't able to leave in time before the mascots started arriving.

Next up Sam, who is 14. Sam is a sort of punk kid who helps out Marcy during the start of the pandemic since her parents ended up dying to protect her. He tries to act all cool and tough but is totally a softie for Marcy. He doesn't know how to feel about Komo because, on one hand he helped Sam and Marcy out with the lesser mascots who tried to eat them. On the other hand, it wouldn't take much for Komo to wipe out him and Marcy either.

Onto Luke, who is 27. Luke is the second oldest of the humans. He moved to Japan earlier in the year before the pandemic and worked at the fox sanctuary. He came across Marcy, Sam, and Komo while out on a supply run to see if he could gather anything useful. He doesn't know how to react to seeing Komo with the kids, seeing as he's only dealt with the more animalistic, murderous mascots before. He's on edge around Komo, but does slightly relax around him. He also adores the kids. Marcy is a sweetheart and Sam is fun to hang around.

Last but not least Chio, the oldest one of the humans at age 28. Chio is from Japan and also works at the sanctuary. They helped Luke put when he first started working at the sanctuary and befriended him over time. They didn't take it to well seeing Luke come in with a giant mascot and two children. The children they were mostly fine with. They are absolutely scared of Komo though, seeing as the mascots they've dealt with before killed their other colleagues and most of the foxes.

Now, all these guys take care of the remaining foxes and try to survive the pandemic together as little chaotic family, whether they like it or not.

(I'm currently working on pics of Komo atm. Also sorry if this was weird to send.)

Thank you for your time!

wow 🤩

this is a perfect example of what some of the living situations for survivors is like, at least for the ones that have the fortune of meeting a benevolent(?) apex mascot. also I love that a kitsune is the mascot of a fox sanctuary, protecting the real foxes. a cute image that comes to mind is the big guy covered in sleeping foxes, and he won’t move cause he doesn’t want to wake them up.

i look forward to seeing the art for it

[dustofthedailylife]

I'm so sorry for spamming but I've got so many sagau ideas but I work like 12 hours shifts and I'm pretty exhausted during my lunch and when I get home...

Anyways like Al haitam is a smart I'd feel like he wouldn't believe killing the reader would be right. In fact I believe most of the academia scholars would believe it. It should be a blessing the someone was given the face of the creator.

Even if their the creator

I feel like some people in sumeru would help the hide out. Nahida and Kuni maybe? Kuni witnessing how the fauna and flora react to reader ??

Maybe foul legacy is having a mental fight with Childe because how stupid are humans not to recognise their creator.

Please never ever be sorry for sending me asks!! I love receiving them and brainrotting about stuff with people 🤭

I can totally see how Sumeru as a nation would have a different perspective on the Creator Reader. Post-Azar Akademiya though. I think pre archon quest they would've wanted to get rid of you as well. Seeing how they didn't even want their own Archon. Reader would probably even less easy to manipulate/control 🤔

Alhaitham would probably think of people trying to kill the Creator as stupid but he wouldn't help others to try to stop it either since it would be too much of a hassle for him.

Unless you surprisingly stand in front of his doorstep one day or if the killing pursuit poses a threat to humankind in Teyvat... It has to be sort of inevitable, like being at risk of losing his cushy home and lifestyle, I think.

Nahida and Kuni I can see helping as well. Nahida already hid Kuni for a while, who knows maybe he still lives there atm. Creator Reader and Kuni roommates arc maybe? 🤔

And the foul legacy concept is interesting! Imagine it taking over when you're in danger somewhere and it just consumes Childe's mind for a while in order to save you. Activating without Childe wanting it to basically.

[casitafallz]

Decay AU. Decay should totally have a daughter. The idea of Deigo befriending the ghost of a divergent-born Isabella kid who is then reincarnated as his sibling at his request is such a cool concept. And Isabella loves her son so much that I can totally see her hearing his reasoning and going "alright I'm doing this, my son is getting a little sister" I imagine she would also see this little girl who died at such a young age and feel sorry for her, and want to give her the chance to experience life. Either way I don't think she'd be able to say no to Deigo and Dahlya.

Hm... i am thinking of it as an eventually but not necessarily on the demands of her son.

At this point in time, she has no idea he’s befriended a variant, ghost sibling of his; all she knows he’s adamant of wanting a baby sister from her.

Yes, she loves Dante, but a pregnancy is a 9 month commitment on her body and a more exhausting one post-birth with the baby; Decay remembers her son’s birth and how difficult it was so she has some fears regarding going through all that again. Not to mention, she’s a double amputee so the work on her body is a little harder, more so if her arms fail on her. 

A new child is not going to be easy and unfortunately, Dante doesn’t know that. He only sees the happy side of babies and he’s also expecting his mother to produce an exactly copy of Dahlya (nature vs nurture can change a child) he’s befriended so he’s got high expectations that Decay is unaware of atm. 

Decay also worries on the possibility he’s high on the want of the baby but might change his mind later on, which is not an option once the baby’s born and all.

She’s still in the mulling stage, even after his reasoning but she doesn’t want to be emotionally pressured into a new baby. Another Isabela can conceive and birth Dahlya if the soul wants a new life so it’s not like there’s no other options. 

When she’s ready, she’ll stop her birth control and let nature decide but i think she won’t actively seek out a man for the sole purpose of getting a baby out of him. Hopefully, 

For Decay, it’s a ethical debate and a huge commitment of her life and she wants to make sure she’s having a baby for a good reason and that she can provide the baby with a good and loving home and support.

[ilovekazuhaa]

Hello there, I really enjoyed reading your Julieta x reader series and I know "Wingless Angel" is a oneshot..but I was wonder if you could make a part 2.

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Wasn't sure if your still accepting requests🥲

Anyway, I'm just gonna ask- Sjsjdj

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Hear me out-

After the reader came back after 5 years, everybody wants to know what happened to the reader, everyone sat around the table (can be after dinner or tomorrow, you choose) so they can hear the reader's story and to spice it up, Antonio's animal friends(the jaguar mostly shdhs) triggered the readers ptsd, and cue in Julieta's motherly instincts kicks in.💖

I assumed the reader has too face vicious creatures and learning to control their gift while their were away.

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That's all I can think of atm, again love your works and have a great Day/Night!

The wingless angel pt. 2

Julieta x teen reader

genre: angsty, followed by fluff

Small TW: mention of knife and blood

Part 1

Your mother couldn’t help but tear up at your heartfelt words. She brought you in for a hug, and you snuggled your head into her shoulder, happy that you were feeling the warmth of your mother for the first time in so long. Luckily, you had made your grand entrance right before dinner started so the food was already on the table, waiting to be eaten.

“Why don’t we go eat now, hm?” your mother asked you, gently pulling your arm as she signaled for you to follow her. Doing as you were asked, you sat down at the dinner table with your mother on one side and your twin sister Mirabel on the other. As everyone began to serve themselves, an awkward silence filled the room. You shifted uncomfortably in your seat, knowing that this was because of you. Mirabel put her hand on your shoulder, squeezing it gently “I’m happy you’re back here…” you looked at her, wide eyed as if she was a ghost “I’m serious” the girl said, gently elbowing you in the rib as you two burst into laughter.

“Yeah… me too….” you fiddled with the hem of your shirt “I’m happy to be back with my best friend” you told her. Tears filled the eyes of your sister as she smiled warmly at you and began eating her dinner.

Looking around you, you looked at your family that you hadn’t seen in such a long time, in efforts to get used to how life had changed in your home. Everyone stole glances from you, curious about how life had been like for you for the last 5 years. You seemed pretty okay. Your hair was somewhat clean and your clothes seemed fine enough, except you hadn’t been wearing any shoes.

“Y/N dear?” your abuela asked.

“Yes?” you responded, lifting your head up from your plate of food and into the curious eyes of the elderly woman.

“Would you mind telling us about how life was out there for you? If it isn’t too much trouble. We are just wondering how you survived in your own all this time and-.” Your grandmother wiped her mouth with a napkin as she scanned all of your features and studied your behavior.

“Mamá” Julieta said, cutting the woman off. She didn’t want to make you talk about anything that made you uncomfortable, especially at the first dinner you’ve had with your family in over 5 years.

“It’s okay mami” you told your mother, placing your hand on hers “I want you all to know what happened.”

The woman backed down and nodded, ready as ever to hear her child talk about the absolute agony they had to go through without her there. She knew this was going to be hard for her.

As you explained how you got your food, cleaned yourself, gained access to clothing, and the challenges that came with it, you heard a squeaky voice say “Woah, that must have been really hard to go through. I’m so sorry that happened. Know that you are safe with us now.”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, looking around the table to see who said that.

“Who said that?” you asked, totally confused.

Your tia Pepa spoke up, the culprit running to her as she sat him on her lap. She sat directly in front of you at the table.

“This is my son, Antonio. He was born 5 years ago.”

It immediately clicked. Right, your tia had been pregnant when you left. Your stomach churned as you realized that you almost hurt her unborn child as well. Shaking the suffocating feeling off, you changed the subject.

“Hello, little one” you greeted the boy with a smile “What’s your gift?”

The boy looked at his mother for approval. “Go on, tell them mijo. It’s okay” Pepa told her youngest. He faced you and said “My gift is to talk to animals, I even have a pet cat. He’s really snuggly and big” the boy put out his hands in efforts to show you the size of his so called “cat”. Calling his furry friend over, it came to Antonio and put its head on the table, softly growling at you. In no way was it threatening you, but it made you think of times when you were out there all alone, and those jaguars were everywhere, trying to kill you no matter where you went. You even had a scar on your chest from when one of the jaguars slashed you with its claw, almost ending your life. The memories came flooding back and it was just too much.

Your heart began to race, your scar began to throb, and chills ran down your spine. Going into panic mode, you quickly got up and pulled a knife out of your pocket, the gleam of your weapon catching the eye of everyone in your family. The atmosphere once again grew tense.

“W-what is that thing! Why is it here!” you yelled “It tried to kill me! It gave me this!” you pulled up your shirt, showing the scar another jaguar had left on your torso. Gasps escaped the mouths of every single one of your family members. “Get it away from me now or I’m going to kill it!” you found yourself backed up against a wall, tears filling your eyes. You felt so defenseless, so hopeless, just like you did in that day. The knife you held shook in your hands. You were only doing the one thing you knew you could do, which was defend yourself using violence. Who could blame you?

Pepa, Antonio, and the jaguar jerked up, feeling the fear in your voice, masked by malice. They backed away as the jaguar came closer to you, now growling because it felt threatened. No one knew what to do. You and the large cat kept eye contact, waiting for the other to strike. Your mother kept trying to tell you that it was okay and that this jaguar wasn’t bad.

But no matter how hard you you tried to listen, her efforts to calm you down were fruitless. Images of the jaguar slicing through your body flashed through your mind and the pain felt so fresh in your memory, as if it had just happened. You looked down at your hands for a moment, and you could’ve sworn you saw blood on them, just like that night in the jungle when you tried to put pressure on your wound so you wouldn’t bleed out.

The food everyone was eating a second ago was now set on fire, due to your strong emotions and lack of control. You took notice to this, only one phrase repeating in your mind ‘don’t hurt them’.

Everyone backed away from you and the jaguar, blind to any sort of solution. The voices of the entire family echoed in your head, but you couldn’t make out what they were saying. You were too focused on the monstrosity in front of you. Antonio called to his pet, running over to it as he escaped his mother’s grasp and stood in front of its line of sight, breaking the eye contact that you and the large cat had.

Your mother took this as an opportunity to take the knife out of your hand, throwing it to the side as you dropped to your knees, sobbing at the thought of being in the same position you had been all those years ago. Your irregular breaths became the loudest thing in the room, everyone completely silent as they watched you break down. Julieta dropped down to her knees with you as well, not hesitating to pull you into an embrace. Her soft, warm body contrasted with the cold, hard floor. You leaned your head on her shoulder as she rocked you back and forth, your tears and snot drenching her shirt. But she didn’t care, because this was a part of her duty as your mother and she was going to do anything it took to protect her baby.

She drew circles in your back as she continued rocking you. She hummed your favorite tune that you loved when you were little, occasionally whispering little “I love you’s” from time to time. Everyone watched in awe as Julieta worked her maternal magic on you. It never failed. Feeling her singing voice vibrate throughout your body, you felt your muscles relax and your tears dry up. The throbbing from your scar began to subside as well, which made you less tense.

“Mami has you in her arms now mi amor, everything will be alright” the woman told you, her hand stroking the back of your head as she continued rocking you. Your tiny hiccups and gasps for air stopped as she pulled away, cupping your face. Pressing her forehead against yours, she wiped the tears from your eyes and took your hand. She put your hand on her chest, over her beating heart.

“As long as my heart beats, nothing will ever be able to hurt you mi corazon. For you are the reason my heart keeps beating. And since you are the reason for my beating heart, I will do anything to protect you and danger will never cross your path again.” She took your hand off her chest and brought it up to her lips, kissing it softly.

“These hands will never need to hold another knife unless it is for cooking, because you have mine that will hold it for you, fending off any dangers that come your way” your mother told you. “And these eyes will never see another terrible thing again, because mine will see them for you, and drive them away” she continued, her brown eyes looking into your soul. “And finally, your heart will never feel any pain again because mine will gladly feel it so yours doesn’t have to” she concluded. You stared at the woman, wide eyed, your mouth gaping open as a single tear rolled down your cheek. How could you ever get so lucky to have a mother like this?

You looked at your mother with the most adoring expression, your eyes tearing up as you gave her a toothless smile, your head tilting slightly. She showed you that she is willing to carry all of your burdens for you, although she had several of her own. But that’s just who your mother was, giving more than she could ever receive in return because she wanted nothing more than to protect what was most precious to her.

“My wingless angel, what would I ever do without you?” you asked the woman, snuggling into her chest, your head resting on her beating heart.

“I think the real question is what would I do without you, mi vida” the woman responded, planting several kisses on top of your head as she tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

Everyone in the family quickly relaxed as Antonio explained your story to his jaguar friend. You could’ve sworn you saw the jaguar sigh, feeling pity over your hard experiences. It carefully walked over, staring into your eyes. But this time, it had some sort of calm energy about it. You couldn’t help but tense up a bit when it came up to you and licked your arm, sitting next to you as it snuggled into your leg. This was definitely going to take some getting used to but hey, even the jaguar was trying to make amends so it couldn’t hurt to try.

[shit-talk-turner]

I kinda think it was clear that Alex wanted to shed that EYCTE image since early TBHC. Remember that Annie Mac interview where she said he was fearless and doing karate kicks onstage and he got all embarrassed and just replied with "no I wasn't..."? Alex has always had such a controlled image onstage with AM. I think EYCTE spun out and got away from him a bit, and if he really is a private person, I can see how that would make him uncomfortable and make him want to turn the boat around, so to speak. Also, I have a theory regarding Alex shedding his image in general (sorry, this might be a bit of an essay - I find his chameleon-like qualities very fascinating lol):

I know this fandom likes to say the GFs all lose their personalities and absorb his interests/friends, but I always got the impression that Alex is pretty fast (if not faster) to take on his partners' traits too and moulds himself to them a lot. And not just them, but the people around him in general. He became more fashionable and more involved with the "indie" scene when he was with Alexa (which was really her jam), his first stint hanging out with Josh Homme got him all desert rock-y, he got into the old-school rock and roller thing with Arielle (which always read to me as being more her brand of "cool"), his look got even slicker as he started to hang out with Josh Homme more after moving to LA. In that late 2014/early 2015 interim, when he was most closely working with Alexandra, we saw him looking a little darker and a little looser, and a little more lost (though, granted, this could just as easily have to do with the fact he was in a hiatus without much lined up for the first time in a long time, but their vibes did seem to complement each other well from the little we've seen of that time).

Then when Taylor came into the picture, and he was working most closely with Miles, he became... sunnier, I guess? More comfortable being openly cheesy, wearing loud colours/prints (a definite Miles trait lol), and became more openly interested in broader genres of music. Even in the lead-up to TBHC, the grown-out hair, the goatee, the particular "mad genius with whiskey tumbler and a dog in his lap" brand of isolation he seems to have gone through seems very much like the image of a languid tortured artist that Taylor seems to idealize.

And then with Louise in the picture, first he went through a slightly dark/dangerous/slimy tortured rock star phase with the shaved head and always trying to look drunk on stage (even when apparently he wasn't), which kind of suited her obvious desire to party and be that stereotypical "rock star girlfriend." And then, when they got more serious, he/they slipped into this Serge and Jane thing, which is likely also really appealing to him, but I think also is influenced by her and her interests/image.

It could be a chicken and egg situation - maybe he's adopting the style/interests of the people around him, or maybe he lives his life in phases and chooses (consciously or subconsciously) to surround himself with people who allow him to explore interests and parts of himself he's looking to explore. In any case, I think it's pretty clear that having that fluidity is important to him, as is the ability to shed his previous skin and leave it behind (which to me is a sign of a great artist but that might just be me getting starry-eyed about this). It makes total sense to me that he wouldn't want to go back to a previous image, given the above. It's not where he's at anymore and it doesn't fit the life he's surrounded himself with atm.

I'm sure who he is at his core stays the same, but I can see how these phases could be frustrating to people who are constants in his life, and especially to Miles who shared one of those images with him (and one that was exceptionally marketable at that). But I imagine that a push to go back to something he moved on from would also be frustrating to Alex - especially coming from a close friend who supposedly knows him well, and knows that sort of doesn't fit with who he is. Can definitely see how that'd become a heated subject quickly.

Anyway, sorry again - this was really long and obviously all speculative. lol. I just always think his shape-shifting ways say so much about him as an artist. It's completely fascinating to me and I'd LOVE to understand more about what's at the root of it.

We LOVE LOVE LOVE when people submit essays like this. Thank you!

[omgreally]

Congratulations, my friend! Woo! 🎉 okay okay, me, a slut for a certain Mandalorian bounty hunter. Is it possible to request some fluffy spice with Din? Maybe he’s less experienced and he’s being his reserved, metallic self and you take control and ease him into it. IDK. I’m a soft bitch atm, what can I say hehe.

Hello lovely! I'm so sorry this took so long but here is a lil something something

Guidance Din Djarin/F!Reader M - 630 words

Warnings: Idk what to call this - light smut? Smut lite? They're doin it. Inexperienced!Din, reader taking charge, mild fluff, references to Din Djarin's magic fingers, p in v sex.

The Mandalorian is solid steel, unyielding - the immovable object to your unstoppable force. He always has been. And yet it feels, in a way, inevitable - inevitable that you should collide this way, two celestial bodies meeting with total destruction only to create something new in the black tar-wash of the empty void. He is the spark and you are the tinder, burning bright.

He lets you guide him, and that surprises you - expecting, as with all things, Mando to take command of the situation, as he does effortlessly in negotiation or battle - and, sometimes, both at the same time. But he is almost docile, like some fractious beast that’s been tamed by your touch.

He sits on the edge of the bunk as if he’s a bystander, watching with a tilted helmet while you shed your clothes. Then you tug at his. The armor goes first, of course, and he is the one to remove it - slowly, piece by piece, with due reverence. He leaves the helm on and you are blessed enough by the golden expanse of muscled skin dusted by scars old and new that you do not ask for more.

You fall together onto the bunk - the narrow space fills with the sound of your breath and the modulated rasp of his. You mark him with your lips, your tongue, your hands. You reduce the mighty Mandalorian warrior to a panting mess and only let up when his fingers fist through your hair.

“Do you want me to stop, Mando?”

“No.”

But he keeps his hands there, or on your shoulder, or on your hip - like he’s trying to keep himself grounded - like he can’t believe you’re real. It occurs to you then, belatedly, that perhaps he hasn’t done this before, or at least not often enough to make him quite the expert as he is with a weapon.

It is your turn to hesitate - Can you, should you take this from him, a man who has been robbed of so many things in his life? But Mando assuages your doubts when he takes your hands and guides them to where he is unmistakably hard for you. You touch him and he groans, deep in his chest, with the distant rumble of an imploding star.

Next, you show him where to touch you - and he is a devastatingly fast learner. You moan Mando just once, and he hushes you with a finger at your lips. “Din Djarin,” he says, and that is the name you cry out later into the semi-darkness of the ship, overcome.

You can’t catch your breath with his bare hands on you - his fingers, clever and thick - then before you know it you’re on your back and he is between your thighs seating himself at the moist cleft between your legs.

You instruct him in muted, soft, desperate whispers - a “Slower” here or a “Faster” there and then, as the momentum builds, “Deeper” - and Din Djarin responds at once, learning the reactions of your body like he’s learning how to fire a new rifle. He handles you with care at first until you’re rolling him under you again and demonstrating your needs with the ruinous undulation of your body above his.

You feel dizzy, like you’re plummeting from a great height, like your body has fallen out of sync with the artificial gravity of the ship. You don’t land until you’re both spent, shaking - the Mandalorian; no, Din Djarin below you, panting, fingers digging into your hips with bruising force while distant cramps tremble in your thighs.

“Was that - okay?” he asks, his rough baritone vaporous, making you think of some terrible, destructive force filling the vacuum behind your breastbone with fire and smoke.

“Yes,” you answer, now and forever: “Yes, yes, yes.”

[lunaroleplays]

Roleplay Information

Hello, I'm Luna! I've been roleplaying for roughly 7 years now. If you're interested in roleplaying with me, feel free to read my rules and pm me! (⁠✿⁠^⁠‿⁠^⁠)

Literacy

I'm a literate roleplayer; however, it's easy for me to adapt to my partner's roleplay style and keep my replies short if I want to. So even though I mostly do literate roleplays, I really enjoy semi-literate ones as well!

The Rules

Strictly no NSFW themes! (aka. no smut or anything of the sort; though blood and gore are fine)

Alternative Universes are more than welcome! (fantasy AUs have a special place in my heart)

When it comes to pairings, I'm fine with bxg, bxb & gxg ships.

I'm currently trying to focus on canon characters, so sorry, I won't be accepting roleplays with OCs for now!

Please be patient; sometimes it might take a while for me to reply! Maybe even a whole day or two, when real life just takes up too much of my free time. Don't spam me.

I like discussing the plot before RPs, even if only to get a rough idea of where the story is going, so please be willing to do that.

Please don't make the roleplay all about your character and don't control my character.

Do not expect me to muse every other character except for the one you muse please, and don't even try asking me to rp as 10 characters while you only muse 3.

I can't believe I even have to write this, but I won't be roleplaying any problematic or questionable ships (aka. those including abuse, p*dophilia, inc*st, you got the point).

Characters feeling low at certain times and there being drama in the story is totally fine, but please, if your character has any form of mental illness in the rp, let me know. Heavy topics such as depression and anxiety can take a toll on me and I'm personally not comfortable with them dominating the roleplay.

Some people forget how important it is, but make sure to use ooc marks (such as (( )), ( ), / or //) when talking out of the rp!

Fandoms

Anime/Manga: (the fandoms in bold are the ones I'm mainly interested in atm!)

Haikyuu!!

Banana Fish

Bungou Stray Dogs

Spy x Family

Violet Evergarden

Studio Ghibli Films (whisper of the heart, ponyo, kiki's delivery service, howl's moving castle, spirited away, the wind rises, princess mononoke)

Run With the Wind

One Piece

The Promised Neverland (just the manga)

Boku no Hero Academia

Movies/TV shows:

Marvel

Harry Potter

Miraculous Ladybug

Pride & Prejudice (2005)

The Queen's Gambit

[ariendiel]

Ooh, how would sandwich Marisol - Lucas - MC headcanons be like? Can’t remember if I’ve already asked this one!

You haven't, so of course I'm happy to give you some sandwich headcanons! Sorry for taking so long by the way, life is busy atm 💕

Marisol x MC x Lucas Sandwich Headcanons

Confession time, but out of all the threesomes, this one and a Noah x Lucas x MC one are the two I'd have loved to be part of (headcanons for the latter coming soon). They both just sound very, very pleasant to me...

I can see this one happening on MC's initiative, as I don't think either Lucas or Marisol are super keen on sharing but also aren't totally opposed to new and exciting experiences. They both appreciate beauty, and both Marisol and Lucas are hot, so it's a win-win if MC is keen.

Honestly, the idea of Marisol and Lucas almost "fighting" to show off and to please MC is so hot. Like, I can see Lucas observing for a while, seeing what Marisol is doing to MC before deciding he thinks he can do better... 😏

Then there's how Marisol and Lucas are in bed too, which makes for such a sexy dynamic where they have both different approaches and open minds. Marisol would probably almost roleplay while at it and enjoying letting go of control, whereas Lucas embraces the pure intimacy/trust of having to women with him in bed (assuming gender of MC here)

And Lucas would be *so* attentive, omg. He hasn't slept with that many people before, but I just KNOW he's made the most out of every time and has been in some longer relationships. Man knows what he's doing, to MC and Marisol's benefit

I can see Lucas giving them both instructions, not quite a dom but still expecting them to listen to him. Marisol asking MC "does that feel good?" in her sultry voice, not stopping until MC can't use words in response

And the aftercare would probably be divine. I see Marisol as a secret cuddler, and Lucas too is fond of simple gestures like being held. So MC would definitely feel very much loved and appreciated afterwards, as she should 💋

Friendships and relationships headcanons masterpost

[bookofmirth]

When are people going to realize that it isn't about Gwynriel nor Elucien when we point out Azriel's problematic behaviour.

It's canon that Azriel has anger issues and makes a women really uncomfortable for years. It has nothing to do with us shipping Gwynriel or Elucien. We simply try to tell people to not just excuse his problematic behaviour and blame it all on the victims.

gwynriel didn't exist when I saw the way that Az was acting was off.

acofas and acosf didn't exist when I saw it. I just had a hunch, and I needed more evidence. Now I have it, and a shit ton more people also see it.

(That post is forthcoming, btw, I have today off while I wait for students to turn in finals. 😌)

We simply try to tell people to not just excuse his problematic behaviour and blame it all on the victims.

HOLY HELL WHY IS THIS SO HARD. Why are people bending over backwards to kiss Az's asshole so goddamn hard that they can't see the light of day!!!! I have seen the most ridiculous, harmful, rude, victim-blaming shit, all in the name of making Az a perfect little broody prince. Fuck that. I don't hate him - my criticism of his behavior doesn't make me hate him, I'm just fine noticing less-than-perfect behavior and moving on with my life - but this fandom? This fandom is going to make me hate him. I'm like two horrible takes away from truly disliking his character.

But just to add on to your point, it's not that any of us think he isn't able to be in a healthy relationship!!! "WeLL if yOu doN'T LiKe HiM with ElAiN then HoW CaN YoU LiKe HiM WiTh GwYn" because Elain and Gwyn are different people, he treats them differently, and it's about AZRIEL, not about a specific ship?

All of this is an Azriel problem. It's his fault that he's seen and treated Mor this way. It's his fault that he's starting to treat Elain this way. Mor and Elain are in no way at fault for HIS choices and HIS behavior. Mor and Elain have their own faults and problems, but making Az feel a certain way is not fucking it. He's a big boy with big boy feelings and big boy abilities to take control of his own damn life.

If people could separate a character from their ships, look at that character's behavior as distinct from what it implies about the future books, I would just 😌I would die. And the thing is, I know that a lot of people can, like you anon, and the only people I fuck with in this fandom are people who can do the same. There are just some really stubborn people like "I don't not see it".

Then again, I know exactly why all of this falls on deaf ears. They don't want to see it because they read feylin, they know how this goes. So even entertaining the idea that Azriel could treat women in a similar way in the slightest is terrifying for their beloved fanon idea of who he is.

Sorry I went off, I just got out of bed and apparently the stars are aligned just right for this sort of thing atm.

OH and ONE more thing - people still insist on confusing analysis and theorizing, and I'm gonna 🤪 When I post my thing about Azriel's behavior, that is analysis. I am not theorizing. Theories in fandom deal with what could happen in the future. I am not interested in that so much. I have ideas, but I'm not personally into speculating about random things that could be totally wrong. Instead, I will analyze what we currently have, using close reading strategies. Everything I say will be based on what we actually know. The implications be damned. And I think - back to the point of your ask - that is one of the reasons people refuse to see it. The implications of analyzing Az's behavior are actually quite damning for certain ships.

They're never going to realize until it happens. And even then, they will excuse it, keep blaming Mor, probably start blaming Elain, and we'll continue seeing their true colors.

[kino-rogers]

psst, here's an excuse to infodump. Go wild friend

hey nonnie!! thanks so much for this! feel free to reveal yourself, if you feel comfy!

fun fact about my brain and fixations atm: i have 3 fully fledged ones and 2 developing ones going aha

actually, after i got this ask, i've reignited another one so. that's 4 current ones in total! imma put it all under a read more akufh

alrighty, so, the one that's been running for the longest so far (almost 2 years now) are some idiots that are involved w/ a silly Twitch stream that went on throughout the lockdowns, here in the UK, called Escape the North! it was a dnd style escape room thing that would bring regular viewers in to play through a dystopian Manchester to try and find our Nan and/escape the city. the specific part of this show I'm still fixating on are a duo called Foxdog Studios.

they're IT technicians turned comedians! (i actually have a tattoo to do w/ one of their pieces of work. Robot Chef) Robot Chef combines their knowledge of computers and programming. they use AR (to bring the audience into it so they can interact w/ the kit too, as it is an interactive show) it's... difficult to explain, so, lemme being another picture in.

here's a fantastic picture of Pete being an idiot at the second live show i've seen them at. anyway. the rigging of Robot Chef. there's a rig on which sits a.. tractor, of sorts, it has a magnet attached to it and down bellow is a pan and a camping fire. the audience has control of the tractor and the magnet using AR buttons that are projected onto the table! it's fascinating stuff, imo.

what's their connection to ETN (escape the North), you ask? well, they built the Motherbrain, the website the whole show is ran through. she's a custom programmed piece of kit that is amazing and I still can't quite get my head around it all, but even little snipped I can get about her, i'm happy ehe

moving onto the next fixation: Ant and Dec! i... kinda lied when i said Foxdog are my longest fixation atm ig. but not quite. Ant and Dec are more of a special interest that has been around for me since 2012. and recently, it has picked back up, into a fully fledged fixation again, it feels like i'm back in '12 all over again aha

the reason it picked up again was that faithful first ep of series 18 of SNT. Lady Antionette and Miss Donna Lee have turned my world upside down and goddamn I cannot stop talking about Ant and Dec since then. they looked absolutely stunning and since then, i've been hopelessly lost in the world of all their work since then.

I mean, just look at them!!!

and here we have one of my fave pics of Ant and Dec in general ;_;

(nb: i also absolutely adore Stephen Mulhern, but i tend to put my fixation on him under the same umbrella of 'Ant and Dec' tbh. my brain seems to think they're a three and there is nothing anyone can say that would make it think otherwise.)

thirdly, we have BBS (Banana Bus Squad). oh boy, this is gonna be long winded too aha

so, BBS is a YouTube collective, made up of a bunch of let's players that got kick started by VanossGaming. we have BigJigglyPanda, Wildcat, Moosnuckle, H20Delirious, BasicallyIDoWrk, Terroriser and DahitiDeNogla who are officially part of the collective. we also have BlargMySchnoople who is also associated w/ The Misfits but does a lot of stuff w/ these guys too. oh and also BigPuffer, i love himb too, but again, he's not officially part of the group either (he's also not twitter verified yet but that's a meme outsiders probably won't get out of context like this pfff)

but the original reason of me getting interested in these guys was Smii7y! he's not officially part of the group but many peeps in the community basically consider him to be an honorary member.

he's a silly lil Canadian who didn't reveal his face until 2018 and, to this day, keeps his identity mostly hidden behind his lil avatar, a milk bag.

i mean, just look at this lil dude!! (sorry for the crappy quality of the pic pff)

Smit's actually the reason i got into Warzone, his content is just too good.

I'm also kind of infamous in the community for my genderbent edits of the boys, Terroriser has retweeted a couple i've done of him and.. yeaaaah aha

here's an OC design i have for Smit cause why not.

aaand finally, my most recent fixation, Mass Effect. i finished the first game in 2 days and holy hell, i can't stop playing it. i don't have much to say about it, apart from the fact that it's an absolute masterpiece in video game making ngl

and, finally, the developing one at the moment is Our Flag Means Death. i've not watched it yet, hence why it's developing, but i have seen a gif set that has me obsessed and I know that if i ever get around to watching it, i'll be hooked tbh

anyway, thanks so much for giving me this chance and reading (esp if you read until now, thanks so much!!) if you wanna know anymore of about any of these things, lemme know ehe

[fairycosmos]

Saw your astral chart post... yes, it does explain why you're out of your mind 😅 gemini and moon cap! Okay so, I cant really put into words and explain it to you. I'm a newbie to astrology, although I know how to interpret in general, I'd hate to give a bad explanation and you'd get more confused. If I may, I suggest you google the placements, what each planet is for (e.g. sun is basically your essence, moon is your emotions, rising is how others see you, venus romantic inclinations, mercury communication and so on..) and then the corresponding signs AND houses (houses also explain quite a lot more than just checking the signs). An astral chart is soooooo complex, but super interesting to understand things we do, we go through and how we deal with life and it helps us also how to work better on ourselves. I'll even give an example myself, I'm a cap sun and sometimes I really am that 80 years grumpy old man that cap is stereotyped as; to avoid that, I remember to bring my moon in (sag moon) because sag will bring out the carefree side of my sun. This works for me, this way of improving that negative side of my essence; all signs have good and negative sides, t'why we always hear scorpios are vengeful or aries are brutal or caps are cold... but atm we know scorpios are deeply emotional, aries are very good w decisions made at the last hour and caps are loyal.

I wrote a lot lmfao I'm sorry, but I'm sure you'll like studying your astral chart. I usually do it in astro.com but I think that one you have is from a good site

I'm sorry I won't help more, I just really don't wanna pass wrong information 😖

omg thank you queen you're an angel!!! 💖💞 i wanted to do a bit of research on my placements but i didn't even know where to start so this is super helpful. i appreciate it so much 🥺 also YEAH bro even just the gem sun cap moon dynamic has me absolutely out of it 24/7 it's chaos lmfao......it's super interesting that different signs impact different areas of your life. moon being my emotions makes so much sense 😳 also i really love the idea that you can learn to use different parts of your chart to balance each other out. i was under the impression it is what it is and it's out of our control so maybe being a bit more proactive about it'll bring me some peace. or at least make me a bit less insane 😭😭 i'll bookmark astro.com asap. also dw at all i totally understand why you don't want to spread misinformation ! hope you're having a lovely day x 💖