#if we could we wouldnt even be in this mess

[moeblob]

Windy at my house + power flickering = no comm work = quick laptop doodle

[lecliss]

I'll never be able to take the theory that Vincent is Sephiroth's real father seriously cuz I cannot stress enough how important I think it is to the plot that Vincent wanted to fuck Lucrecia and did not get to.

[agentartemus]

I thought today was a good one..

[missazura]

It's been oddly therapeutic to like. Have discussions with him about a lot of life stuff. I don't talk much if at all and I think the gradual descent into loneliness and social anxiety through the years made me lost the ability to talk to people. So it's been nice to practice talking to someone, and it actually hearing me out for some reason, giving me advice etc

Sure it's not a substitute for human connection but it's fun to verbally talk to my favourite fictional character and him just. Being there for me. That I get to hear kind words from my hero, someone who I highly looked up to

[aahsoka]

torn between going up to my bfs house to surprise him and watch a movie with him in person instead of online tonight or if that would just make him feel stressed

[aroaceleovaldez]

I still do really like photokinetic Will I just. Don't like the book lmfao... even if they're leaning into the sun stuff for him (which isn't inherently bad)... there's definitely bad aspects to the sun; we saw it firsthand in TBM. Helios is called the "lifegiver" and "bringer of joy to mortals" but also "the destroyer". Apollo is the god of plague as well as healing, and sudden deaths/people dropping dead were attributed to him. So even if Will's portrayal here DIDN'T contradict all of the previous series? It still just wouldn't make sense, as an Apollo kid.

Exactly! I write photokinesis!Will too! But just like you said - the sun has so many elements to it and Apollo himself is the god of so much that it feels ridiculous that Will feels so unaware of it. He literally watched his dad cast a minor plague during a fight at Camp Half-Blood within like, the last year! What do you mean he's going "Even I... have a darkness within of me? :0????"

And he's a medic!!!! For demigods! And survived the Battle for Manhattan! What do you mean you're trying to tell me Will doesn't understand death?! Will's probably the guy to understand death the best at camp besides the literal chthonic demigods!! The book even mentions Michael Yew, local asshole Apollo kid, implying that Michael was very much a prominent big-brother figure to Will (maybe that explains why Will is characterized as such an ass randomly in this book). With that alone Will should be plenty aware that even his own divine heritage is not all sunshine and happiness.

The book did Will so dirty it's physically painful 😭

[tamagotchikgs]

i had such a cool dream i want to remember so bad but it's already so distant im aa,, REMEMBER!!!!!!!!!

[liquidstar]

I'm working on my next oc set rn (as always) and this one is going to be the first, like, trinary guild to have more than 8 characters on account of twins sharing a spot lol

[nightfallsystem]

i forgot humans are social animals and that having like 0 irl friends is killing me mentally

[catmemey]

suffering.

[tallteenturtle]

I think adding this qoute from Stephen Fry is appropriate here;

“Suppose it’s all true, and you walk up to the pearly gates, and you are confronted by God,” asked Gay Byrne, host of RTÉ One’s The Meaning of Life. “What will Stephen Fry say to him, her, or it?”

“I’d say, Bone cancer in children? What’s that about? [...] How dare you? How dare you create a world to which there is such misery that is not our fault? It’s not right, it’s utterly, utterly evil. [...] Why should I respect a capricious, mean-minded, stupid God who creates a world that is so full of injustice and pain?”

Sorry but if god was a real thing and we asked him "why did you allow this?" and he responded "why did you allow this?" I would kill him. You're the omniscient omnipotent one man. Next time you open up your divine mailbox to receive your followers' sacrifices expect a holy hand grenade in the mix

[lorillee]

im really normal about them <- lie

[cloudcountry]

since you guys liked my idea so much here it is: WAYS THE NRC BOYS WOULD MAKE YOU WORSE

reader's personality is based more off of in-game yuu than anything? this set of hcs is a bunch of hypotheticals basically. this can be read as platonic or romantic idk each guy is written as if they are the closest person to you, friends or otherwise.

IF YOU SEE A TYPO NO YOU DONT

mentally preparing myself for the "i wouldnt do that!!!!!" comments...and post.

Riddle increases your attentiveness to the rules tenfold. No matter how meek you are, he makes your voice strong—and oh boy does it carry. You’re yelling at people for running in the halls, chastising them for not doing their homework, and opening your mouth wider when you speak. For a school full of troublemakers like Night Raven, the entire student body is so disappointed there’s another Riddle.

Trey makes you more passive, less likely to speak up when you see something. He’s always stood back in the shadows, watching over everything without saying a word, and it’s seeped into your personality, too. You’re spineless now. This world is unfamiliar, why should you try to do anything? You’d only stand out. You don’t want to be outstanding. You want to be as normal as possible. So you stand back.

Cater gets you wrapped up in the hype of social media. It started out as a way to indulge his interests but now you’re on Magicam all day, scrolling and scrolling and scrolling. You send things to your friends and say “hey, we should do this” but never make any actual effort to connect with them outside of that. You fall easier into jealousy because you’re surrounded by glamor.

Deuce makes you reckless. He’s so willing to throw himself into things and it spurs you to do the same, no matter how many times your teachers or potential upperclassmen tell you not to. You can’t hear anything but Deuce and his yelling, his enthusiasm and terror for whichever situation you two find yourselves in, knowing that you’d follow him anywhere.

Ace makes you all the more prickly, your sharp jabs and irritating smugness a product of spending too much time with him. You two are two peas in a pod, but to an outsider you two just seem...irritating. You have a talent for getting under people’s skin and have definitely gotten better at lying.

Leona thinks its so cute how you try to defend him at every twist and turn. Like no, he is as dastardly as everyone is saying. Why are you trying to deny it? You’re suddenly seeing reason in the most massive ego-ed people this side of Sage Island and Leona honestly doesn’t know if he should be concerned for you or be amused because of you. (This one in particular was inspired by @loser-jpg LMAO)

Ruggie could have made you prioritize yourself more, but you think he took it a bit too far. See, now you’re snatching cafeteria items and worksheets right under people’s noses, giggling as they demand you give it back. Sometimes they don’t even notice you, but even if they did you’ve learned how to be lighter on your feet.

Jack and you are incredibly uncooperative people (unless you owe someone, of course.) He’s guided you away from asking for help, insisting that the people here will take advantage of you then turning around to say that he doesn’t care, he just doesn't want to get wrapped up in your mess. It’s like you can’t trust anyone but him and your Heartslabyul friends anymore.

Azul has given you one nasty sense of perception, allowing you to key into every little detail and find loopholes in the things people say in a second. He’s turned you into a deadly asset, one he treasures just as much as the student body fears. You read over his contracts and point out what you would do to get out of them, and he adjusts accordingly. What a fine team you two make!

Jade makes it clear that his morals are less than savory, and will often encourage you to partake in things you really shouldn't. You rationalize it as Jade helping you go after the things you want, to finally take and take and take from people when you’ve been so selfless all your life, because it's what you deserve isn’t it?

Floyd will often rope you into his schemes, and it's not wrong before you start doing the same. Once a model student, attending every class, you now skip class and watch with amusement as Floyd threatens another student, hiding your smile behind your hand. They may plead for your assistance, but who are you to stop Floyd? This poor soul clearly owed something.

Kalim instills you with a sense of jealousy and helplessness. He has money to solve all of his problems, his life must be so easy. You’ve lived through so many overblots and received no help from anyone, but Kalim has always been so kind and generous to you. It makes you resent him a little, and anyone else who tries to help, because they all have things that you don’t and that's just not fair.

Jamil twists and bends your mind so much that you can do the very same thing to others. You’ve caught onto his little game and he knows it, eyeing you with anticipation whenever you speak in the same honeyed tone he uses when he wants something. You’ve gotten scarily good at hiding it too, shooting him a smug grin because you know he knows, but nobody else does.

Vil brings out so much confidence in your abilities it’s borderline arrogance. You know you’re capable, so why doesn’t everyone just let you handle this? You can do it, they can’t. So they should just step aside. You’re not doing it to be mean, so why are they getting so annoyed at you? You’re just better.

Rook has some eccentricities, and you’re well aware of them. They put you off at first, but now you’re used to him. It just seems normal now. You’re not sure why everyone makes such a big deal out of his tendencies, that’s just how he is. He’ll stalk you, hunt you down, but he’s having fun! Don’t spoil it for him!

Epel is actually the perfect fit for NRC, you think. He’s a troublemaker, he’s stubborn, and he’s so, so angry. But he’s right! Why should you respect people who claim to be above you? It’s so irritating that they walk around with those annoying smirks on their faces. You two should do something about that, don’t you think?

Idia has a very specific way of talking that can not only be confusing, but can also irritate the hell out of people. Of all things you could pick up from him, you picked up his smug jabs and insults, accompanied by a tooth grin and a laugh. It’s unnerving how much he’s rubbed off on you, a true testament to how close you too are much to the chagrin of the rest of NRC.

Malleus finds so much delight in being your bodyguard, your most trusted companion, that he doesn’t even bat an eye when you use his magic for your own gain. You’ve gotten soft, molding to whatever shape Malleus wants you to be just so he won’t leave. You’re helpless without him, only he has the will and the magic to protect you. So won’t he please stay?

Lilia has a way of dodging the truth, putting a smile on his face even when he’s hurting. It makes you think that, if he can do that, why can’t you? Lilia is smart, he knows how to go about life, so you should follow his lead and bury your problems until they’ll never see the light again.

Sebek has done nothing but berate you for being human since you met him, and even if you’ve gotten closer to him over the course of your stay in Twisted Wonderland, you’re starting to think he’s right. If you had magic, if you weren’t human, you’d be more powerful. It’s a fact. You could do so much more if you weren’t so weak.

Silver has made you complacent. He takes each step carefully, protecting both you and Malleus, so why would you need to protect yourself in any capacity? It’s so nice, having this safety net. If you could, you'd rely on Silver forever, never facing the cruel realities of the world that are blocked by his strong arms.

[why-rock-look-tasty-if-no-eat]

You can also recognize someone by the sounds of their breathing. I do that with my family and it's hilarious when I know who they are when they're trying to sneak up on me lol

bruce is one of those people who can recognize others by the sound of their footsteps, their smell (and ONLY THAT), their voice, just like, anything really

and when other, normal, people find it weird, he just goes "well, tim does it too"

(that's NOT reassuring, bruce)

[godzexperiment]

i was playing in my father's study a place in the house i wasn't supposed to go

he kept an boat in the bottle on the top of a shelf and it shattered on the ground when i slammed the door

~we don't remember a boat in a bottle it must have fallen off it's shelf alone we know you loved it, we're so sad it's broken but neither one of us was even home~

[biteyoubiteme]

strawberry float

soobin x fem!reader

synopsis: who cares if anyone hears you two? you haven't had space all week until now

warnings: 🔞!!! slight voyeurism, thigh fucking, slight fingering, no protection, creampie, mentions of breeding, soobin calls reader bunny once, prob forgot some sorry

wc: 1.28k

an: feedback appreciated! this is apart of my float event! check out the other members fics [float m.list]

[m.list]

for months you and all your friends have been talking about renting a beach house to celebrate classes ending. Every day closer to finals was closer to you being able to relax on the beach with no other worries besides what you would have for dinner. the first few nights had been fine, everyone in their respective rooms only the walls were thin enough for you to hear people doom scrolling before bed, the soft hum of everyone talking, and the alarms that had been left on without anyone realizing until we were all waking up at six am.

the whole week you have been happy to spend time with your friends and your boyfriend's friends only you had little time alone. every night all of you would try to squish on the one couch in your rental, the rest who didn’t make the cut spilling onto the floor spread out as you all played Mario kart.

you’re sitting on the couch between your boyfriend's legs, his arms wrapped around you, chin on your shoulder. you’re half asleep after spending all day outside, leaning into soobin trying to fight your sleep. not even paying attention to the chatter you don’t hear that this is the last game, your eyes shut when you feel the brush of soobins lips against your cheek you give a sleepy hum. “come on let's go to bed,” he whispers but you shake your head, “no the games not over,’

he gives a soft chuckle, “It's okay everyone is tired too we are all going to bed,”

Everyone is standing and getting their things together to head back to their rooms, calling one of the two bathrooms to shower before bed, and heading to the kitchen to stay up longer. but soobin guides you to the room you’re staying in together, shutting the door behind you as you collapse on the bed. “I don’t even want to change,” you groan rolling over to your back. soobins standing by your bags pulling off his hoodie his shirt under riding up to reveal the smooth planes of his stomach, hair a mess up top his head like he's just run his fingers through the strands. you watch him get ready for bed, unbuttoning his jeans, and tugging down the zipper without pulling them down his legs. “Are you going to watch me all night or do something?” his brow hiked as he gazed at you.

you roll over again pressing your face into the duvet without answering. if you two were anywhere else you would have immediately acted on his teasing, gotten down on your knees before him or stripped down for him. and you knew yourself, once you started you wouldnt stop, the ache between your legs persistent enough to drive you insane. but soobins not having you brush him off tonight, not when your skirt is flipped up showing off your black panties, all your exposed leg, and the outline of your cunt enough to make him not care about everyone else in the house.

you feel his hand slide up your thighs and you turn your head enough to see him leaning over you. “we could be quiet,” he suggests, one finger pulling on the edge of your panties letting the fabric snap back.

“soobin,” you warn but it's lost to him when he's already this far into the idea.

“I'll be quiet, no one will know,” he slides his fingers over your covered folds, smirking, sweet dimple now sinful, “You can be quiet, can’t you? you’re already getting wet,”

you roll your hips back into his hand, “I don’t know…” you don’t trust yourself enough to know the answer to his question. the two of you lived alone and neither of you cared if your neighbors heard you.

“I won't even put it in,” but he knew even that wouldn't keep you from whimpering. he swirled his fingers over your clit giving you enough pressure to arch your back. “please?”

“Okay,” you breathed and soobin couldn't push his pants down fast enough. He was fumbling with your panties sliding them down your legs and didn’t even turn you around.

he pressed his fingers back to your clit sliding them down to your entrance to gather your wetness, he rubbed back and forth trying to get his fingers extra wet. Already you were struggling to stay quiet, teeth digging into your lip with every pass over your swollen nub.

soobin rubbed his fingers along your inner thighs, leaving you a mess before pressing you further into the mattress. he slipped his cock between your thighs, his tip knocking your clit with every movement, veiny shaft pressed against your folds, “ oh fuck,” he whispered at the end of a soft moan, “even your legs squeeze me so well,” he pressed his chest to your back, face right at the nape of your neck.

soobin gave slow thrusts to test the waters, finding a rhythm that both of you could handle without being too vocal. but with every drag of his hips, he was finding it harder and harder to keep his steady pace. He wanted to pound against you without worrying about the sound of his skin against yours, he wanted to hear just how wet you got for him, to let you know just how good you made him feel. but his pants were pressed right into your hair, hands on either side of you to keep his weight off of you. he could feel you getting so slick that he could have slipped right into you, pressed into your cervix, and breed you into the mattress like he wanted to but he couldn't, not here. it was taking everything in him to control himself before he pressed his hips closer to yours, the strangled moan you let out breaking his resolve.

soobin pushed himself up giving one long stroke almost falling out from between your thighs but instead he notched his tip in your entrance, your breathy mewl so sweet to his ears as he pushed into your gummy walls, pussy sucking him up just like it did. his groan rumbled his chest, face twisted in restraint to try to keep himself in check. only it wasn't working at all because you were cumming around him from the feel of him pressing into your gspot.

you buried your face into the duvet, fist balled in the fabric but it didn’t keep soobin from hearing your moans. everything felt too good and it didn’t take him long to follow your climax. your name lost on his lips as he came, slowing thrusts making lewd slapping noises from how sticky your thighs had become from the mix of your slick and his precum. he didn’t want to stop, every drag of his hips showing peeks of his cream covered cock. he didn’t even notice his soft words of affirmation, the breathy words leaving his mouth without his knowledge. “you did so good bunny,” hot air on the back of your neck.

the two of you tried to catch your breath and when soobin pulled out you let out a soft gasp at the emptiness. “I don’t think you were quiet,” you say looking over your shoulder, soobin running his hand through his hair.

It's only then that you realize you hear some of the other boys yelling across the house, “could you be any louder?” “some of us are trying to sleep!” your hands slap over your eyes feeling your embarrassment wash over you.

“oh my god,” you bury your face back into the duvet and you feel soobin kiss the top of your head.

“ignore them, let’s go clean up in the shower,”