#in other words aaaaaaaaaAAAAAAA

[ciphers-fr]

what is up with that when i have a dentist appointment on/around a hyped up FR update

there is a nonsense?

[albatris]

every time I write I'm convinced it's the worst thing I've ever written then I go back and rewrite once and I'm like oh wait this is fine

[nightshadowfox]

me: i love my name, i chose it and i love it

also me: i want a more gender neutral name too

[asexual-levia-tan]

* Q *!!!!!!

[jintaka-hane]

Our Lucky Night!

Kid and Killer x ... Fans?

Masterlist

Summary: Kid and Killer are famous. As they run into a bunch of hyped-up cheerleaders, they believe it's their lucky night. Words: 700 Tags: @fanaticsnail

Night falls over the small coastal town.

The Kid's pirates, satisfied after a successful day at the port, leisurely make their way back to the ship, strolling through the picturesque streets.

A short distance ahead, Kid and Killer chat animatedly, followed closely by Wire and Heat, who take in the sight of nocturnal bars coming to life, their signs flickering on, inviting anyone in search of fun and company.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!” 

A thrilled, high-pitched squeal echoes from the street nearby, startling them, who look around in surprise.

“OMG look at theeeem!!!!!” 

The shrieks are followed by a chorus of feminine shouts of excitement, applause, and nervous laughter. 

"They’ve put up the new ones!!”

"Girls, come see them!"

The pirates continue down the street, confused, not quite understanding what’s causing such a commotion. Kid tries to address his crewmates, raising his voice to be heard above the clamor, when a sudden cry cuts him off.

"PIRATES GET ME SO TURNED ON!"

They exchange perplexed glances for a second, then break into a synchronized sprint down the street, eager to discover where the shouts are coming from.

Their four heads peer around the corner to spot a throng of about twenty women clustered at a bar's entrance, jostling each other to catch sight of the two new bounty posters pinned to the facade (likely just to appease the law).

"Why they gotta be so ripped and hot?"

"The higher the bounty, the hotter they are."

The girls stand on tiptoe with enthusiasm, leaning on one another for support as they strain to see the photos more clearly.

"Think they'd ever drop by this town?"

"I could think of a couple of jobs if I joined their crew."

Unconsciously, the pirates begin to mimic the girls, pushing each other competitively to gain a closer look and listen more intently.

"Those scars are mad sexy..."

Wire shakes his shoulders to free himself from Heat's tightly gripping fingers.

"Damn, the redhead is SO fucking hot, I can't even..."

They fix their eyes on the captain's face, just in time to witness how his cheeks flush involuntarily, turning several shades redder than their usual tone.

“Look at him... look at that badass face... look at that wild red hair."

"I wonder if he's also a redhead down there…"

Wire bursts into hearty, uncontrollable laughter.

"Hey, Cap'n, looks like you've got yourself a fan club," he says, delivering a friendly slap on Kid's back, further unsettling him and causing his cheeks to blaze even brighter.

The girls, still clustered at the bar door, continue their lively conversation.

"Think I can rip off the poster and take it with me?" 

"You have no cure, you're addicted to redheads."

"Oh, he would be MY cure."

Kid chuckles.

His initial timidity begins to dissipate as he starts to process the increasingly naughty conversation.

"I've heard he's missing an arm."

"Yeah? Well, if he had me, he wouldn't need it..."

"... guys," Kid says, watching as the group of spirited girls continues to heap praise upon him, "... maybe we can stay on land a little while longer..."

“I wanna call him sir!”

“I want to change him, I want to make him worse!”

Kid smiles with a lopsided, mischievous grin, and Killer shakes his head and clicks his tongue beneath his mask, “be careful what you wish for, girls…”

"HAHAHAHA!!"

The cheeky laughter echoes across the harbor, drawing Kid along with it. He laughs openly and shamelessly, hands on hips and chest puffed out, clearly pleased with himself and the admiration he seems to be receiving from the women.

"And look at the other one, ain't he a hottie?"

"The first mate?"

All the Kid Pirates turn towards Killer, their attention now fully on him. With arms crossed in a serious and stoic demeanor, he stays silent, secretly more grateful than ever for wearing the mask to hide his blush from the others.

"Oh, how I love men with long hair."

"I wanna brush his hair."

"I want to sit on his face!"

"... lucky bastard," Heat mutters, his gaze hypnotically fixed on the group of girls.

Kid throws an arm over Killer's shoulders in camaraderie, giving him a friendly shake. “Well, Kil,” he says with a large, cheeky grin, “looks like it's our lucky night!”

"Ladies, how about we head inside for a drink?" suggests one of the women, the others nodding eagerly.

Watching the girls disappear into the bar, Kid rolls his shoulders, straightens his back, and lifts his head high.

"Don't wait up for us, boys!" He calls out before striding purposefully toward the tavern, radiating self-assurance.

Killer follows close behind, his steps measured and hesitant, and as they reach the bounty posters, he casts a quick glance at them.

"Kid, wait," he says dryly, grabbing Kid's shoulder to halt him.

"Huh?" Kid spins around, a broad grin still plastered across his face.

Killer gestures toward the bounty board, and the captain steps closer to inspect it, his eyes landing on the two freshly posted wanted posters...

...

"Killer..." he says, clenching his jaw so tightly it could almost crack, "not a FUCKING word of this to the others..."

.

[sanjisblackasswife]

timi im sobbing like a bitch while rewatching corazón and law's story (PLUS IM ON MY PERIOD SO BYE)

COULD U PLEASE PLEAAAASE write something about cora??🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🤧🤧🤧🥲🥲🥲🥲🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧🥲🥲🤧🤧🥲🥲 anything- i just need him to hug me and kiss me and fuck me and love me etc etc etc aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (dying)

“𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚍”

𝚁𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚡 𝙵𝚎𝚖! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

Black Fem Reader in Mind

CW: Hand holding, Pet names, Soft!Dom Cora, Aftercare, (?) Soft Smut, Size kink(?), Oral, Body Worship, Cora has a tongue piercing

☹️❣️I hope this helps

“You don’t…” a shaky breath left your lips, “Have to…”

“Yes I do…lay down and let me take care of you.”

Damn it.

His breath in your ear made your eyes roll back, you fell weak against his touch.

His long slender fingers unbuttoning the front of your bra while his cold lips hit your hot neck. His kisses were so gentle.

That was his mantra after all. He was your big gentle giant.

Usually you always took charge, laying him down and he was at your disposal but tonight Cora seen the sadness you been carrying behind your smile, he wasn’t too great with his words, more clumsy with verbally as he is physically. So he decided tonight was going to be about you.

“This…” Cora’s heavy breathing against your freed nipple made you mewl, “This…body…is all mine…and I wanna take care of what’s mine.”

His kisses were peppered over the mounds of your breast, he knew how sensitive you were so he smirked at your flinches, kitten licking the top before sucking it into his mouth, his tongue didnt rest, it was wrapping and swirling all over while his other free hand fondled the other.

“Rosi…” You whine, you felt so small, his large nude frame over your half clothed one, his body grinding against you, you felt a wet mess on your thigh already, you giggle weakly, “…I’m fine..”

“If you’re fine, then let me make you feel better than that.”

He closed his large hand with yours now looking into your eyes while his lips slips off your breast, leaving a shiny spit line disconnecting you both down to your panty line, he bit into the thin fabric and pulled it down with his teeth, not breaking away from your gaze.

He kissed both of your inner thighs, the small graze from his lips on your clit made you clench,

“I love this pussy…so much…”

His vulgar words in such a soft tone made you bite your lip, until a hum cane out of you, his long snake like tongue pushing its way inside your cunt, you immediately clench down at the cold metal that was accompanied with it.

“Thats it..” His voice muffled before diving in, feeling your hand squeeze down onto his, “Feel good for me baby, focus on this tongue.”

Cora’s head moved back and fourth, tongue fucking your hole before swirling it back on your clit, your voice was bouncing off the walls of how well he could use it.

There wasn’t an area on your pussy he didn’t lap up, his eyes rolling back at your taste and smell, just overflowing in his mind, “Fuck!” You heard him groan time to time.

Now, here you are a panting undone mess, cumming only in minutes from him being in between your thighs.

The kiss was messy, he needed you to taste yourself.

Drool pooled between both of you, barely being able to breath you both were so needy for each others touch, you didn’t mind feeling him slide his cock half way inside you.

“Th-this..is new…” You stutter, you and him knew how big he was, so missionary wasn’t something you both had in mind to do but for tonight he will make sure to keep you noting less of pleasure in this position.

The bed shook the ground, Cora’s hips nearly snapping aginst yours, he couldn’t bottom out, only half way in in fear he may hurt you he kept his pace steady and it was perfect.

“I love you..” Your boyfriend whined in your ear now grabbing both of your hands as you rocked your hips together, “I love you so much, babe. Please don’t leave me.”

His voice was cracking and you heard a few sniffs in your ear as he kissed it turning his head to find your lips again. You both were so overwhelmed by this new closeness you felt yourself cumming again.

“I love you, Rosi!” You moaned, letting go of one hand to hold the back of his nape, “I love you, I won’t ever leave you..”

It was emotional for you both, but the pleasure of the orgasm you shared together that night made it all the more better.

It left you shaking, one of your legs wrapped around his hip, he grabbed it keeping it up there as he rode out both of your highs, not once letting go from your kisses or hand.

When he pulled out, there was a sticky pool beneath you both, Neither of you cared you just wanted to be held.

and that he did.

“I meant what i said, Cora…’m never leaving you”

“I know..” He pulled you into his neck, tracing shapes on your lower back, he smiled, “I know..”

He lifted your chin, brushed back the wet fly away hairs on your forehead to kiss you so passionately, it got messy and then came in some tongue sucking and moaning, it riled you both up again.

That night was filled with back to back love making and hand holding, mixed with constant praise of “i love yous” and other sweet mothings, it was done not just for you but to confirm with your big man that you’d never leave.

and you never did.

[five-hxrgreeves]

im dYIIIINGGGG with the adam warlock x quill sister! when he calls her 'little quill'??? with that accent of his??? so soft and husky??? im screaming at my phone dude aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa i need part iii right freaking now!!!

PAIRING: adam warlock & fem! quill’s sister!reader

POWERS: adapted from D.C.'s Stargirl, although in this instance, the powers are a part of you and the staff just helps you use them.

WC: 1.9k (woo a shorter one this time!) 

SUMMARY: your first meeting with Adam wasn't one that indicated that you'd become friends anytime soon. Your second meeting. . . wasn't great either. But, somewhere along the line, you would develop a soft spot for the curious man-child.

WARNINGS: slight gotg three spoilers, badly written original fight scene, possibly ooc canon!guardians.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: OMG!!! This is my first-ever inbox message- thank you, anon! You made my day with this <3 I love Adam's/Will's accent; I definitely hope that we get to see (and hear) more of him in other Marvel movies. As requested, here's part three (even if it's technically part zero, lol.) I do take requests if anyone wants to send me stuff! (I just won't write smut, sorry!)

I hope you guys enjoy this part, although I'm not very confident about it since I'm terrible at writing fight scenes. It's hard enough for me to imagine original content (like the other two parts) but scenes where people move around a lot without the movie itself to rely on are very difficult for me because my mind doesn't think in pictures, but in words and I don't know how to describe fighting. I'm sorry if this isn't as good as the other parts. 😭

And on a side note, the 'no shit, Captain Sherlock' is another reference to space people messing up Terran lingo :)

Part 1 , Part 2

You were admittedly not in the best mood when you first (officially) met Adam. Peter and Mantis had left only days ago, leaving you to sort out your feelings alone. You were currently in the training room, fueling your sadness into anger at their abandonment. You often used your powers to aid you while you were fighting, but they weren’t much use during everyday life— unless you wanted to fly. Now, however, they were very useful.

Brilliant blasts of golden light shot out from the staff that your hands gripped tightly. While your powers could be used without aid, the staff helped you control them; Ego had made it for you when you’d become old enough to serve as his protector. Although you were disgusted with the weapon’s origins, you couldn’t help but agree that it made your fighting much more effective.

Each of your blasts hit the targets squarely in the middle as you turned deftly to conquer the row. A scowl was prominent on your face as you pictured each of your targets as Peter’s or Mantis’ face. (While you would never really want to hurt them, of course, the sting of their desertion fueled your thoughts.) You were listening to a playlist by the Rage Against the Machine— which you had chosen solely because of the band’s name as it mirrored your feelings. The music that was blasting in your ears was so loud that, if someone had been standing next to you, they could have heard the lyrics as if they were wearing your headphones themselves.

As you moved up and down the line of targets, you were unaware of the audience of three that had entered the room. Groot, Rocket and Adam stopped by the entrance to watch you unleash your fury against whatever enemy you were envisioning. The new leader of the Guardians gestured to you. “There. See? I told you she’s nice.”

Adam hesitated, clearly uncertain. “She looks mad.”

“I am Groot,” Groot agreed.

“Shut up,” Rocket retorted, glaring slightly at the tree who was supposed to be helping his case. “She won’t hurt goldie. You’ve already seen her bad side, haven’t you? This is nuthin’.”

The golden boy had to admit that Rocket was right; he remembered only too well his first encounter with you as you’d jumped in to help your friends fight off his unexpected attack.

--

He’d just defeated the stupid tree-like thing and as it scuttled away like a demented spider, the faint sound of a whistle pierced through the air. An arrow shot out of nowhere, harmlessly bouncing off his skin and only annoying him more than anything else. He looked around sharply, but there didn’t seem to be anyone brave enough to fight him in the vicinity. “Hey! Who threw that?”

He scoffed when there was no answer, stalking towards where he’d last seen his target. But before he could get very far, a force came out of nowhere— this time much stronger than an errant arrow. It knocked him off his feet like a bullet and together they were sent flying through the town, which elicited more cries of fear from the citizens.

He landed harshly against a building that got in the way and debris fell on top of him from the force of the collision. Adam grunted irritably; this was the second time during this fight that his enemy thought that throwing him into a building would be enough to deter his attack— didn’t they ever learn? He stood and shook the dust off his clothes before he strode back out to the street to face this new opponent. Except— it wasn’t the same blue person from before.

The golden boy stared at the other person with disbelief, the only thing that he could come up with was: “you’re a girl!”

She scoffed. “Yeah, no shit, Captain Sherlock.” She twirled the staff in her hands expertly between her fingers before she set the butt down on the ground. It glowed softly as it lit up with her power, her face set. “Let’s do this thing.”

Adam had no qualms about fighting a girl, so they charged at each other without hesitation. He thought she’d be as easy to take down as her teammates but when they collided, she merely used her staff as a shield against his attack. They paced across the open space as they exchanged blows, the girl using her staff offensively and defensively interchangeably. As she flipped neatly out of the way of one of his advances, he began to see how evenly matched they were.

“You are stalling,” he realized. “If you just hand over your friend, we would not have to fight.”

The girl paused, flicking some of her hair out of her eyes. “Oh. Well, in that case—”

She charged at him again, her staff catching on his uniform. She followed him into the air and her swift kick to his stomach sent him tumbling away from her. It was then that he realized that she could fly— just like him— and that was what had powered her initial attack. In the time it took for him to recover from the spin, a blast of golden light was sent his way. Because of his more durable skin, though, the light only felt like volts of electricity rather than something that could do actual damage. The most effective part of her power was the blast itself, which he had to fight through to get closer to her.

Now that he knew where her power came from, he made to attack her staff in order to knock it out of her hands. She seemed to sense his plan— Adam figured most people she fought went this route— and she countered this by trying to fly above him to push him towards the ground. He responded by grabbing the staff in her hands directly while she was mid-swing. The girl was tiring slightly, her breath becoming shorter as the fight went on and she was now on the defensive.

She tried to yank her staff loose from his hold but as evenly matched as they were, he was still stronger. The girl then attempted to shake him off by lighting the staff up with her power. If he hadn’t been such a strong opponent, the golden light would have burned through his hands. As it was, the little volts were barely something that he registered. While he could have easily swung the staff to send her flying off the end and into the ground, he held back the true show of his strength as she didn’t seem to be as resilient as the two blue people or the tree.

Instead, he tried once more for the diplomatic route: “you have fought valiantly for your little friend. If you surrender him to me now I will leave your village in peace.”

The girl’s eyes narrowed with fury as she continued to fight to free her weapon. “Go to hell!”

Adam sighed, having partially expected that response. “Very well. Have it your way, then.”

He smoothly jerked the staff from her grasp and carelessly tossed it to send the weapon spiraling towards the ground. He turned back towards the girl to finish her off as he had her teammates, but he paused. She seemed to hang, suspended, in the air as time appeared to freeze around her. Her eyes widened and, for the first time since he’d encountered her, a look of fear appeared on her face.

Then, she dropped like a stone.

They were very high off the ground by this point and the fall would likely kill a normal being. He wasn’t sure if she would survive, so his reflexes kicked in before he could really think about what he was doing.

By now, the shock had worn off and she fell through the air, she reached up to him as he was the only person who could help her. Adam put on a spurt of speed to try and catch her but she was falling faster than he had anticipated. The girl slammed into the ground and lay still just as he landed next to her. He told himself that saving her wasn’t his mission, and her incapacitation only made obtaining his goal easier. His mother’s orders echoed in his mind, so against his instinct he turned away from her in pursuit of the squirrel.

--

You felt a tap on your shoulder, startling you. You whirled around with your staff in a defensive position only to be met with the sight of your teammates. With a sigh, you pulled out one earbud but didn’t pause your music.

“What?” you asked shortly.

“Don’t you take that tone with me, Little Quill. I’m ya superior now,” Rocket replied, unaffected by your attitude. “I wanted you to meet golden boy here.”

You gave Adam a once-over, ignoring how the sight of his. . . attractive features made your stomach curl pleasantly. “Yeah. We’ve met.”

The boy in question shifted uncomfortably, feeling once again ashamed of his previous actions. Before he could say anything, Rocket spoke again, adjusting the straps of his jumpsuit as he did so: “well, I ain’t great with humie ages, but I figured ya’d be about the same. I thought it might boost team morale to see ya two hangin’ out together or whatever humies your age do.”

While your first response was to dismiss the whole endeavor— you didn’t want to get close to someone else just to have them leave you, too— but a small, traitorous part of your mind whispered: he saved your brother. Another part chimed in: he’s not bad to look at.

“Fine,” you grumbled. “He can stay, but he better not get in my way. I’m not stopping my training because of him.”

“That’s the spirit, Little Quill,” your captain said, choosing to not acknowledge your reluctance. “I’ll leave ‘im in your hands. Let’s go, Groot.”

As you shoved the earbud back in your ear, you could faintly hear Adam’s protest: “wait! You’re not leaving me here, are you?”

While Rocket’s reply was drowned out by your music, the boy’s words hit you unexpectedly; it sounded just like your response to Peter’s and Mantis’ disinclination to stay with the Guardians. Some of your anger faded as you glanced at the boy who stood awkwardly in your periphery. Despite all of his strength and power, Adam looked a bit like a lost puppy and his expression made your features soften against your will. Fine. Whatever. It wouldn’t kill you to be nice.

You took out an earbud again. “Well, don’t just stand there. I know you can fight, so let’s see you use those skills.”

At the reminder of your first encounter, he sent you a guilty look. As he stepped up next to you, he said quietly, “I’m sorry about that, by the way. For almost killing you.”

You patted him on the arm companionably. “Hey, no hard feelings. You’re not the first and you certainly won’t be the last, so just add your name to the list.”

All of the Guardians had forgiven him with surprising readiness and it seemed like you were no different— only, you were. His gaze stayed on the spot where your hand had touched him. There was a lingering warmth as if your hand was still there, the sensation sending tingles (not unlike the ones that he felt during your blasts of power) through him.

Taglist:

@repostingmyfavs , @trashpenguin

[lokorum]

You're one of my favorite artists (I absolutely love your art style) and I'm so so so happy for all the Enver Gortash art you've created. It's the perfect marriage of two of my favorite things! 💕

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAh oh my gooooooooshhh so its 3am, and i rrrrreally should go to sleep but i cant i cant leave without answering to your ask because aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa *spend whole english vocabulary describing oc traumas and now absolutely braindead but* thank you so much!! for your kind-kind words!! your ask made me happy beyond measure and tho i wanted to go smoke and sadly stare into the horizon while thinking about durge - im now gonna smile like an idiot! scaring my neighbors!!!while also thinking sad thought about durge thats not gonna change ever phphph 

still cant believe our little community dedicated to love making fun of this stinky racoon is so cool and supportive and full of beautiful creations and wonderful people i just lckjfglksdjfld every time i open gortash tag i forget about everything and just dive into other people's tav\durge drama with him and like IM LIVING FOR IT!! so hope you too enjoy being here - and if you'd ever want to share your thoughts and headcanons - oh youre sooooooo welcome!!!! 

here little smug enver for ya!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝⋆˙⟡♡

[quodekash]

HOLY FRIK HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT GUYNAWA ARE ABOUTT O KISS THEYRE LITERALLY RIGHT ABOUT TO IN A VERY SHORT AMOUTN OF TIME SEND HELP

ASDJKBGZFKVJLESBDLOGJBVEOW;JSDLBGV

PIMFAH NUMBER 1 SHIPPER OF EVERYTHING

AND THE WAY NAWA'S LOOKING AT GUY THERE, SUSSING HIM OUT

THEY HAVE THE SAME EXPRESSION ON THEIR FACES

AJEHDSGOVJRLEBSDNG I LOVE THEM

I LOVE WHEN THEY SPEAK IN SYNCCCCCCC

IM LOSING MY SHIT

oh they're gonna do more than that

HOYL SHIT THEYRE GONNA KISS

I KEEP FORGETTING AND REMEMBERING

G4ERNSDOPGIJVEROJPDSGIVPJ3HWEOGFVJE9WPIOSDHG

Y E S

FINALLY WE'RE GONNA GET THE LESBIANS WE DESERVE

granted, not until the last episode

BUT ITS SOMETHING

what the hell.

okay at least its not the us

too many characters in thai bls go to the US to study when it would be SO much better for them to come to AUSTRALIA which is CLOSER and has a SLIGHTLY BETTER EDUCATION SYSTEM

yes im glaring at you, heart and li ming and tian and EVERYONE ELSE WHO CHOSE THE US-FREAKING-A INSTEAD OF A U S T R A L I A

Y E S S S S S S S S

OKAYOKAYOKAYOKAYOKAYOKAYOKAYOKAYOKAYOKAYOKAYOKAY

HOLY FRICK HOLY SHIT ITS FINALLY HERE

IOEGBVEPWISDJLGJVHBHEISODBUGHIVOBEWSD

KILL ME

WAIT NO DONT I NEED TO WATCH THIS

holy frick theyre gonna kiss theyre gonna kiss they're gonna kiss HOLY SHIT THEYRE ACTUALLY GONNA KISS

H O L Y S H I T

GP0HO4VREPIHODGHVOUREIOHUDSGHVE4ROBJDSIGPJHOVJOREPIDPOJIGHOVJ[PHIRE

THEYRE LITERALLY SOULMATES

FJEBGDN,VBSEKJDGAAAAAAAAAAAAA

WHAT. THE. HELL.

I have no words. I have literally no words.

this is insane, im going feral

OHHH

OH OH OH

AND THAT EXPLAINJS THE AWKWARD LITTLE WAY THAT HE THREW THE BALL AT HIM AND THEN WENT "come practice with us" AND TURNED AND LEFT

IT MAKES SENSE

GERJOSDGPIHREP9ISDGB

HOLY SHIT I AM NOT OKAY

THAT FRIKIN SMIRK

THAT FRIKIN SMIRK

PUNCHES WITH YOUR MOUTHS??? ON EACH OTHERS MOUTHS???????

SMOOCH SMOOCH SMOOCH HOLY SHIT THEYRE ACTUALLY GONNA KISS

IS IT TO JUST KISS?

HES SO FLIRTY

HES SO FRIKIN FLIRTY

HE SAID IT

HE SAUGHJEIROSDJGNOBJVREJND OH MY GOSH

I LITERALLY CANT STOP SCREAMING

THEYRE SO COMPETITIVE I LOVE THEM

OHMYGERHDUGHREDFGORHDFGO

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT

FINALLY

IVE BEEN ASKING FOR THIS SINCE EPISODE 2 AND THEY ACTUALLY LISTENED TO ME EVENTUALLY HOLY S H I T

6RDT7FYUTCFTUXCOFYIUGCUVYIGVGIYGVHYGIUYYUTCF7DRSTD6575E65E7DER68DF79FGOUVJUGF7968FY9G08T79FYI97YI97RYIGUO97FOUPH80YGUO

THEYRE SO IMPORTANT TO ME

I DIED

I HAVE DIED

I AM DEAD

MY SHIT HAS BEEN LOST

I REPEAT, MY SHIT HAS OFFICIALLY BEEN LOST

ive rewatched this scene like four times already

I live here now

GUYNAWA HAVE KISSED

THEYVE ACTUALLY LEGITIMATELY OFFICIALLY KISSED FIVE TIMES

which, by the way, singlehandedly in one scene of about 2-3 minutes, guynawa kissed the same amount of times as tinngun, soundwin, and kangsailom COMBINED (at least up to this point)

so can we just appreciate that for a moment, thanks

I have one comment and one comment only:

holy fuck.

[silvermags]

RWBY Reaction Part 1

So! Storytime: When the RT shutdown was announced, I was of course very sad, but I also got anxious, because a very dear friend of mine, @ajelementus had previously expressed the desire to watch RWBY with me, and at the announcement I was worried that we would not be able to, since at the time we didn't know if RWBY would be coming back. So, we found a time, and we marathoned all the way through RWBY over the course of about four days, finishing just ahead of the website deletion. I spent the whole time writing down our reactions, and now, in honor of RWBY being so back (!) I'm releasing them. This will be part 1, covering volumes 1-6. I'll do a second post later with V7-Beyond, and maybe I'll even release the RWBYxJustice League reactions too!

Actual reactions under the cut. Important note, I had already watched RWBY before, but AJ never had. My reactions will be black, AJ's green, quotes from the show in bolded red, and any other notes in purple italics. With that, let's get to it!

-AJ twigged to Ruby's reference fast.

-I forgot how much of a piece of work Weiss is.

-“No one will know we're working together” “Sweetheart, everyone knows you're working together.”

-“I drink milk” “There we go.”

-”I'm pretty sure they'd actually intervene.”   “Let's hope.”

-”YoU wiLL bE fAlLiNg”

-AJ’s current favorites:  Ruby and Jaune, but "Ren and Nora's dynamic is fun."

-About Pyrrha:  “Good shot.”

-Ruby Weiss partnership “Mwahaha.”  “Seems fitting.”

-“Attacked out of turn”  I forgot about that.  Man Weiss was sheltered.

-Yang watching Ruby “You and I know what that was.”  “My baby sister’s doing it!”

-”Why would you ask if they’ve been discriminated against?  It's like asking if anyone's experienced racism!”

-This is pretty humiliating for Cardin, Jaune's not even trained and he's holding his own better than him.

-I love Penny 

-”Wait, you weren't supposed to know she's a faunus yet.” “I'm not?  But her last name, it makes sense she's part beast.”

-”I like Blake's music.”

-Before docks fight “I can't wait to see what Penny does because I know she's gonna be OP.” 

-After: “I was right.”

-”Is she an android?” “You keep figuring things out way faster than you should.”

-“There's plenty of fish in the sea.” In unison: “Hint.  Hint.”  “He'll get a clue eventually.”

-“I've made friends that will last a lifetime.” Me internally:  aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

-AJ’s favorites as of the dance:  Blake and Pyrrha.

-”She's gonna lose because of the shoes, isn't she?”

-About the white fang “They are very bad shots.” “Although I suppose if they did hit we might not notice because of aura.”  “True.”

-“this doesn't make sense.”  Three seconds later “this doesn't make sense!”

-Blake kicks Torchwick’s head.  “Good shot.”  “He deserves that.”

-During the V2 finale “I don't trust them [Atlas] one bit.  They're gonna be the enemy, mark my words.”

-”I feel like there's something about the Grimm we're missing.”

-”I don't trust him.”  Ironwood “You have to trust me.” “I don't!”

-”The Amity colosseum flies.”  “Until it falls.  That's how it usually goes.”

-“I don't know who to trust.  These people are either evil or really bad at not being ominous.”

-”Silver, why are they being so stupid.”  

-”I don't want her to change. They're cute.  Don't ruin it.  Aaaaa!”

-“Wait, is this a show where people die?” (I laughed so hard at this.)

-We had to skip over Penny's death.  I told her what happened, but it was too much.

-“Grimm attack incoming” “Oh good, everyone's feeling super emotionally stable right now.”

-”They do not have enough airships for the evacuation.” 

-How did they get the Grimm on the airships?

-”Roman is way too casual to be participating in total civilizational collapse.”  “I get the feeling he doesn't know the big picture.  Then again, he's participating.”

-”Aha, they [the robots] ARE the problem.  Just not the way I thought.  Go Ruby go!”

-When the dragon emerged “That's great.”  (The most sarcastic I have ever heard her.)

-AJ’s least favorite character as of v3e11: Mercury.

-“Lie, steal, cheat, and survi-” “Well that was unexpected.  It was so random!”

-about Adam: “creep”

-”Well we're just dropping like flies.”

-AJ is doubtful that Oz is dead.

-In the tiniest voice I've ever heard from her:  “Pyrrha.”

-Wow that animation jump is bigger than I remembered.

-”I'm glad Ruby teamed up with Team Juniper.”

-Ooh boy, here she comes.

-I don't know what's wrong with Tyrian,  but it is not a small thing.

-Seriously, what is Oscar doing?  And why? 

-“I don't think that's gonna work.”  “big mistake.”

-“Right, then I will” Run for it.

-I forgot how great this music is.

-Me @ Jacques Schnee:  Blech.

-AJ about ironwood:  “I like him now, I was wrong, but I was right about the robots!”

-I reiterate:  whatever is wrong with Tyrian is not a small thing.

-Jacques is a terrible person.

-”Weiss needs to go to Ironwood.”

-As of now, Jacques is riding in AJ’s least favorite list, along with Tyrian.  Favorites are Jaune and Ruby again.

-”Qrow and Tyrian fight is cool.”

-”It's the shire moment.  [For Oscar]”

-Baby Ren is adorable and this episode tears my heartstrings.

-AJ doesn't think that the flashback in Kuroyuri has the characters' accents matching Ren.

-Poor baby Nora

-“You didn't drag us along, you gave us the courage to follow you.” “I knew I'd like this guy.”

-I'm literally crying, I forgot how much Ren losing his parents hurt.

-I hate the nuckelavee so, so much.  It makes the WORST sounds.

-“Go Nora!  Only close one of your boyfriend's hands around his ancestral weapon so he doesn't cut himself!”

-Weiss escapes:  “finally!”

-Watts really did just put his feet on the table, didn't he.

-AJ thinks Shay’s name is great.  I think he's a sleazeball.

-You startled my dog, Mr. Pilot man.

-Oscar's switch is creepy.

-AJ agrees with Nora.  

-I think Weiss would literally rather die than go back to Jacques, which is fair and valid.

-Oscar has jumped to AJ’s favorite.

-I love the old West music they keep giving Yang.  On a related note, AJ burst out laughing when Shay said he's dead.

-“I've known that Vernal is spring since the first time we saw her.”  (Me internally:  are you sure?)

-Qrow's list.  “That's not a good sign.”

-Raven’s voice is really nasal.

-I cannot believe a nomadic bandit tribe is hauling around all this crap.

-“Raven is a nosey spy.”

-“There's revelations left and right.”

-It's strange and amazing seeing Weiss defend Blake.

-“Someone didn't have her aura up and got the wind knocked out of her when she got divebombed.”

-“Oh look, he took off his armor.” “What was he saying about…”

-Watching this knowing all the songs is so cool, I'm catching way more details than the first time.

-“The return of the gun-chucks!”

-“Fennick is not so bright.”

-I love that Blake's crisscross straps are a Menagerie style.

-“[Cinder] needs to go down.”

-There's something wrong with Hazel too.

-AJ has called the healing semblance nearly ten minutes early.  Best guesser I've ever met.

-“That's a perfect semblance for Jaune.”

-After the raven reveal, “Should have gone with my original instinct.  We didn't know about the maidens then, but there was something.”

-Forever Fall playing when Jaune says he still believes Pyrrha!

-“I love how [Jaune's] semblance is what Pyrrha did for him.”

-“Why would you pose on something that's actively falling?”  “She can fly.”

-“It's interesting how there's layers of villains.  We don't like Raven, but we really don't like Cinder.”

-”What the heck is up with Emerald’s understanding of bones?”

-I forgot about Dee and Dudley.

-I didn't realize how early the diagonal checkerboard pattern showed up.  I think I saw it clear back at initiation.  Something to keep in mind for v9

-Cinder appears alive “Awwww”.

-“I was wondering what was up with the lady in the last season.”

-I never noticed that og Ozma sounds just like Oscar 

-Me and AJ @ the brother of light:  “what the heck?”

-Oh goodness, the unison guards.

-Ruby's theme in the background of the silver eye conversation, followed by “This'll Be the Day.”  So cool!

-“Emerald needs to put on a freaking shirt.”

-“They were all searching the city for him, and he literally just went shopping and came back to cook dinner.”

-Watching Lost was emotional for us.

-As of v6e9 AJ's favorite character would be Pyrrha if she was alive but is currently Oscar.

-We decided it would be easier and include less ads if we just found supercuts on youtube for the Adam vs. Blake and Yang and Cordovan fights, so some stuff here may be out of order.

-“Man Adam is a creep.”

-Me @ Adam every time he opens his mouth:  gagging noises.

-“Well, I think he's dead.”

-“An impressive mech.”

-“What is even the point of this [for cordovan]?” "Ego?”

-I feel like if you hadn't brought the giant robot out to try and beat up a bunch of teenagers, it would still be operational to fight the giant monster.

-“Oh boy, this one has a breath weapon.”   “That's no fair.”

-“Better go, before [Cordovan] changes her mind again.”  

-“All these floating things make me nervous.”

-I forgot they put the northern lights behind Atlas.  So pretty!

-“Oh boy, now she has flying monkeys!”   “I love all the things they throw in, they're fun.  Bad, but fun.”

[noowayybroo]

"Unfair" Part 3?

BECAUSE EEK SOMEONE LIKED MY STUFF AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (ahem ahem, sorry, I continue now.)

Same as always good stranger please tell me what you like / don't like :) This is for you (all) after all!!!!!

Characters: Albert Wesker + Reader

Warnings: NSFW?? (there's no seggs but like you do kinda get pretty washed away here mentally so I think uhh Minors DEFINITLEY DNI?!?!?) , Wesker absolutely hypnotises + Brainwashes you, Gender Neutral, Dub con?? Forced -> Happy about it (Manipulation ig) VERY slowburn :/ I write too much. Wesker is a LOT softer cuz I don't like meanies, I'M NEW TO RE so idek when this is set. Petnames, some teasing:<

Your captain-turned-captor was all too pleased at how malleable and docile you'd seemed to become. So much so that he trusted you enough to reach out and place his hands on your shoulders. From there, with some thought and a focused tongue swipe of his bottom lip, he was able to lead you to adjust yourself until you were sitting comfortably before him, at which point he joined you. There he was, cross legged on the ground with his hands at his lap, rummaging through his own mind as he gazed blankly at you once more. And there you were opposite him. You stared back, lips twinging, faltering as you tried to hang onto your thoughts.

Behind your sad eyes, you begged them silently to keep fighting. You needed them to keep kicking and to keep screaming before being dragged away into the darkness. You could almost see them disappear into the abyss around you, leaving you alone, unguarded as Albert's charm did a formidably good job at swallowing you whole. You hated him for this… You hated yourself more so. It's worse than death, you tried to tell yourself, I'm a soldier. I'm a hero. I'd rather die! You chant the last three words again and again in your head, becoming more upset, you're fighting back.

..Or at least - you're trying to.

Your fists clench, a fearful temper rises within you and you feel yourself shaking with rage as tears stream down your reddened face. Albert, well, he seems surprised as he watches you with raised brows. He knows he's going to have to put a swift end to this little rebellion before you boil over. Suddenly, his hot breath is on your nose as he leans in, pushing his face to be mere inches from yours. Instinctively ducking away, your head hits the wall behind you and you let out a pained hiss of the breath that neither of you knew you'd been holding in. You're caged in by his pulsating eyes alone, helpless to do anything but stare and worry. You remain like that for a while, each just analysing each other.

What will he do to you? Was he mad at your anger, furious at your challenging demeanour? Your thoughts stewed and bubbled now. Now, you were worried. He watched you. He contemplated you. His eyes were practically tasting you. He was being so thoughtful and so composed, and that surely couldn't be good for you. He shifts a little before his hands slowly rise towards your face. You fear they'd grasp at your neck until you feel them gently come to either of your cheeks, cradling your face almost tenderly. "You poor... poor thing.", he whispers, "I know you're scared in there. I know you're absolutely petrified." Was he mocking you or simply observing you? Thinking aloud? His voice dripped into your ears like a sickly, forbidden honey, quickly working at mingling with your very thoughts. "Tell me, Y/N, am I correct?"

You tense at his words, but before you can even worry about what you're about to disclose, your mouth opens ever-so-slightly-enough for you tell him everything he wants to hear. "I - I am... I am scared. I'm scared of you, Albert. I- I don't want to die." There it was, you'd admitted your shame, just as if it were his very right to hear it. It was what tore you to shreds with self hatred. You weren't a hero, you weren't a soldier, you were just you, a human who feared death. You were weak-willed, of a pliable mind, and a growing part of you wanted to trade your willpower for the chance to survive. Dread clawed at your insides as a small smile reappeared on Wesker's face.

"I understand.", he muses. "And I know you're a clever little thing. I don't have to threaten you for you to know I already have your life in the palms of my hands...", his voice trails off as thin, spasming tendrils appear from each sleeve of his jacket, trailing up his wrists and finding their way to your neck. Your breath hitches, feeling the clammy vines engulf your throat oh-so-slowly, and even-more-so threateningly, "...But it is just so fun." some of his tentacles stroke at your face and jaw, just as tenderly and observingly as the rest of his manner, and you found it hard to not be reassured in a way, just at the thought of being held during your moment of fatal vulnerability. You feel yourself slip lower; he doesn't even need to speak for you to become more docile, more willing. He grins, satisfied, leaning back as one hand remains to keep a more rough hold on your chin now. His captivating glare prevents your eyes from closing fully in response to your newfound pain.

"So I thought I'd strike a deal with you." He grins mischievously, "And for your sake, my beloved colleague, I've decided to count you in automatically, to save you the embarrassment, you know..." He trails off before fitting you with an ice cold stare, his words run agonisingly slowly from his tensed jaw, "The deal is... You keep your life!"

There's a pause. And that pause is going on far, far too long-

"...But I keep you." Your heart sinks, you'd known this was coming, but at least now if you played along you could certainly avoid death, for a while. Your eyes scan his face, desperate for any signs of deception, but any traits seem to remain unfound. Meanwhile, he seems irritated, almost confused about why you haven't piped up in immediate acceptance or refusal of his offer "You want this, don't you? You know you do! Go on! Tell me you-", You're about to heed his command, leaning forwards, ready to plead for your life before he snaps angrily, glaring away as if it's himself he's mad at "-No. I told you you didn't have to tell me. I've decided for you. I've decided that you're going to be mine..." It drove you crazy with curiosity to see the 'Great Albert Wesker' at such a war with himself, but you felt surely that there wasn't much prospect of escape in sight, so you nod slowly and look at him, ready.

He sighs, hand dropping from your chin. A crooked grin blooms on his thin face as he draws you in once more. Practically kneeling, looming above you now, he peers down at your entranced, shaking form. You're drawn helplessly towards him and his shifted, darkened demeanour once more. You had submitted so easily to him, Wesker thought as he made sure to keep his hypnotic focus upon you, of course you did - he was a powerful God, he was your Master, it was your fate. But there you were, so strong, so powerfully willed. Corrupting you felt so sinful, so wrong... He felt as though it shouldn't be so easy. At war with himself again: why was it that you had this power over him? You looked so delicious to him, want burning within him, but he felt so reluctant. You were so fragile, so beautiful, a rose with the sharpest, toughest and most ensnaring thorns. Did he dare pluck you?

"Breathe deeply for me, Y/N", words rung into eager ears, quickly becoming your command. Just as instructed, you followed his gentle purrs of 'in's and 'out's as you felt your mind slow, eyelids heavy, occasionally blinking. Each time your eyes reopened, they gazed back at him again, almost lovingly. He was so calming, so sweet. He was so caring. You'd never seen this side to him before, was it because of you? Did you do this to him? "Just relax... Breathe deeply. Listen to my voice and let it guide you. It'll be easier for the both of us...", he spits his next two words like venom. Delicious venom, "I promise."

-He did dare.

"W-Wesker, please-"

"Shhhhh", he silences you with a gentle finger to your lips. "Listen to me... You want this, you know you do." Drawn to his gaze, all you can do is gawk, wide-mouthed. His newly tender façade has your head lulling to one side, dreamily observing him. "I'll let you speak... I'll let you move, but I want you to be mine first, Okay?" You're unable to answer before a new wave of commands laps against your mind; waves on a shore. "I am your commander, I am your superior. I am above you, you... are below me. You... You are mine." You have no time to worry, to hate him even, although you are still very much capable of doing both. All you seem to want to do is listen to him and to absorb his words. They're your new reality, they're what you need. And hell, he's right. He's been above you since you joined, giving you orders, so what's changed?

"That's right... You understand, don't you? You clever, brilliant little thing.", Wesker hums, pleased as you feel your body sink further, further becoming limp, no longer able to care about your posture as you slouch against the wall behind you, the cold tile sending a prickling sensation through you. It wasn't as noticeable as the effect his candied words had on you, though. Was he... praising you? He thought you were intelligent? He thought you were wonderful? Why? You must have been thinking pretty hard. He tuts, glancing at your interlocked brows as he comes to place a hand on your temple, pouting at you. "Poor thing... What are we worrying about now?" his luscious tease tears you from your thoughts again and he smiles, satisfied, before continuing. "You're going to do as I say, when. I. say. it. You'll be so happy, too. You will absolutely love-," His hands and Uroboros punctuate, tightening their grip instinctively on your head and throat, "...bending to my will... Pleasure, it'll give you nothing but pleasure..."

In your more conscience moments, you tried to resist, tried speaking over him in your mind. You tried to close your eyes, to block him out, but ended up doing no more than squinting as if in fear. Nothing could prepare you for what was coming next though, as promised, he would break you.

His snarling, deep voice ordered you next to nod for him, and upon helplessly doing so, you felt your body shiver with joy. It seemed to trickle in a little at first, almost as though meditating below a small, warm waterfall, feeling tranquil as nature washed over you. Then he asked you to lift your left arm, like a dog giving a paw, and mindlessly, you obeyed once more. The trickling stream quickly became a rushing downpour of pleasure. You found yourself tingling, twitching, a small smile glued to your lips. He was training you like an animal, and the reward each time slowly coaxed you into doing more and more for him each time. He then asked you to do more for him, delighting in your obedience, please at how he'd eradicated your stubborn defiance. He made you kneel, He made you lay, he even made you desperately try to grab at his pen as he waved it above your head, taunting you.

Eventually you were both standing. Confusion hit you, no commands were coming, only his cold yet fulfilled surveying. You watched him for a while as he glanced up and down at you, a smirk on his face.

"I am going to have so, so much fun with you."

tbh with you this fic is based on some uh experiment I did with character.ai but it kept going in circles so it never got anywhere and was quite boring, but the AI surprised me when wesker got really gentle and started falling for you and treating you like a pet so I thought it was so CUTE so don't be surprised if how this one goes please hehehehahwhwahwa. ALSO he won't be that rough tho cuz yanno I like sweet men so he isn't gonna switch and kill u or make you do anything bad (morally) he just wants to have some fun with you ig :/

what is this bro I'm sorry it's going so slowly :sob: if you could like message me and tell me what you don't like / what you want that would be so good idk what to do next I am dead.

ALSO I really want him to call reader "good girl" / "Good boy" but like... how do I get around that whilst keeping this for everyone? good pet is good but it brings the fic into kinda weird territory for some and I don't think it has the same vibe as "girl / boy" but ALSO I really like the sound of him calling you "little thing" I think it's so cute / hot :tired: ok bye thanks for reading this shit ily

[amygdalae]

I was tagged by the lovely @womanroy to post about 5 things I like. It's enjoyin' time! (These aren't necessarily my 5 favorite things in the world just some stuff I love, off the dome. Let's gooo)

Animals! I love critters and creatures, nothing makes me happier than seeing and learning about them. I saw a huge raven on a hike the other day and it was moseying like a little man along a footpath. Alongside the cool kingsnake i also saw that day it really made my week

Fruits and vegetables!!! This one is kinda self explanatory i just love that something so yummy can bring valuable vitamins and fiber to my diet. Thank you fruits and vegetables🍇🍈🍉🥦🥬🥒🫑🌶🌽🥕🧅🧄🥔🍆🥑🫒🍅🍊🍋🍌🍍🥭🍎🍏🍐🍑🍒🍓🫐🥝🥥

Video games!!! AaaaAAAAAAAAAAAA <- emotions beyond words. goes without saying. if i elaborated I'd be here all day

Uuuuh. Incense and scented candles. I only own like 2 or 3 but lighting something good and smelly really makes me feel cozy and special. My current favorite incense is a palo santo and sage scented one I got at my work ^u^ I totally get why these smells are associated with cleansing energies or whatever. Very soothing

Horror! Oooh boy when there's a scary thing. Oh man. I love exploring the various types of fear and unease through fictional works. I love talking to people about what kinds of horror they do and dont like. I love silly schlock horror and I love deep intricate psychological horror and I love when something is both simultaneously. I love when there are ghosts and I love when theres a big blood explosion. I got a penguin horror series edition of the Haunting of Hill House and there's a foreword by Guillermo del Toro I wanna quote real quick:

"To learn what we fear is to learn who we are. Horror defines our boundaries and illuminates our souls. In that, it is no different, or less controversial, than humor, and no less intimate than sex. Our rejection or acceptance of a particular type of horror fiction can be as rarefied or kinky as any other phobia or fetish."

Anyways! I tag @olibavee @darksouls2yuri @metalgearsolidyaoi @unholycross @denyjesuschrist @lakemojave and any other mutual who would like to do this :^)

[kykyonthemoon]

Hello! This is my first time requesting so if there is something wrong please let me know! So here's my request:

Prompt 5 of 'unrequited love but it turns out to be requited'

With Scaramouche <3

I almost forgot this request, I am sorry uwu And since anon-chan did not state a specific ship, I shall go with Scaramouche x Reader one :>

Comforting

— Paring: Scaramouche/ Wanderer x Reader

— Tags: short, fluff, light angst

— Summary: Scaramouche arguing with and then comforting you in his own way.

— Word count: 779

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— Masterlist

— Ao3

— Hoyolab

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“I didn’t mean to fall for you.” Scaramouche grumbled.

"And neither did I." You reacted in a similarly bitter tone.

"Excuse me? Do you dare to say it again?"

Scaramouche and you were arguing over insignificant things. You two had always been like that from the first time you met. You didn't understand why he and you could be lovers at all.

"You heard it," you exasperatedly say. "What made me fall in love with you? You're arrogant, you never confess when you're wrong, and you always disregard others, even my feelings!"

"Is that how you really see me?"

Scaramouche arched his brow. He seemed uneasy, as if he had been smacked across the face. And you had only just poked the hive. Every other time you were the one to ignore him, because you were so aware of his unlikable temper. Today, though, was different. It was time to make things clear with Scaramouche.

"That's right."

Everything in front of you became blurry, your nose began to burn, and you struggled to prevent your voice from trembling. You were not a crybaby; you just wanted to frighten Scaramouche so he would be gentle with you. And yet, somehow, you started crying for real.

"You always say hurtful things to people and never apologize! I honestly don't know how I've put up with you for so long..."

Scaramouche was taken aback. He froze, and his face turned unpleasant. After about a minute of reframing the situation, he stated:

"If you find me that unbearable, I'll leave."

You were not given time to react when you saw Scaramouche launch into the sky and disappeared. 

"Eh?..."

You were so taken aback and perplexed by his actions that your tears had all dried up. You could never expect comfort from Scaramouche, not one bit.

So, you were upset all day. You were not in the mood to do commissions either. All the monsters you encountered on the road seemed to avoid you, shivering behind the bushes at the sight of the deadly aura radiating from you.

You arrived home in the evening in a condition of intense exhaustion and rage. You wanted to punch something so bad, then you heard the front door open. Without much thought, you rushed out there with a punch.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

A hand stretched in front of you deflected your strike. It was Scaramouche. In his other hand, he was carrying a small basket of food.

"Are you still upset with me?" He inquired nonchalantly.

"Of course!" You yelled.

"I suppose so, too. Therefore, I prepared something for you."

Distracted by the scent of his cuisine, you followed Scaramouche inside. He set the food on the table for you.

"This is my special dish, Shimi Chazuke." 

"Is this your gesture of reconciliation with me?"

Scaramouche said nothing further but encouraged you to eat quickly. His eyes appeared to be remorseful. With your chopsticks, you took a bit of rice. The bitter flavor of tea blended with the sweetness of rice in your tongue. Perhaps Scaramouche, like this Shimi Chazuke, might be both irritating and endearing.

After the meal, you felt less angry with him. Scaramouche, on the other hand, had yet to apologize. He just inquired:

"Delicious?"

"Delicious." You nodded.

"After you've finished eating, wash the dishes yourself."

You locked your gaze on Scaramouche. He appeared to be apologizing to you, but something was not quite right. You stated:

"Didn't you prepare this to make peace with me?"

"That's correct. You've finished it all, which means you're out of anger with me."

You drew your arms over your chest:

"When did I say I wasn't mad at you any longer? You even make me do the dishes now!"

Scaramouche looked down at the empty bowl without a grain of rice, then back at you.

"How come you've eaten so well?"

When Scaramouche was just about to say something that threatened to ignite another fight between you and him, your eyes immediately began to shed tears.

For a single second, his eyes indicated concern. Then he went back to his regular arrogant demeanor.

"Alright then." He said, "Since you're a crybaby, Y/N, I'm going to wash the dishes today."

He got up, packed everything, and went into the kitchen. You fixed your gaze on his back. It was the first time you felt you had prevailed over Scaramouche.

"Oh, wait!" You dashed into the kitchen and said, "You haven't apologized to me yet!"

Scaramouche pretended not to hear you. It was true that he would never confess being wrong, but the fact that he was willing to cook to comfort you was  a significant step forward.

-The end-

[ditzydreamsss]

HEADCANONS LATER (+incorrect quote), after the rant :D

watching korean minecraft youtubers from six years ago for the nostalgia and I didn't realize how big the pit was. Like how many videos actually are there?? How many actually good minecraft roleplay series?? I'm nodding along to most of it tbh but STILL!!!

잠뜰tv (or Sleepground) is who I'm watching mainly and HHJHHHHHHH SHE HASN'T CHANGED!! It's been 5-6 years and she hasn't fallen for the algorithm!!! SHES STILL MAKING FIRE VIDEOS HHHHHHH!!!!!?????? I've already seen one of the older creatures doing skibidi toilet and was so disappointed, so I decided to visit 초능력 연구소 (superpower laboratory) and i checked her channel today after binging 스틸 하트 (Steel Heart) and I WAS SO HAPPY!!! Her latest video is like a labyrinth thing I haven't watched yet but that reminds me of this other series about a labyrinth so I'll get to that later but AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! /POS

No one knows what I'm talking about and it kinda sucks because the series and cc's are all korean and only korean and i doubt anyone in 2023's still watching these and can also speak english and is not a child BUT!! BUT! HHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THIS. no, i will not shut up about 각별/수현 (Gakbyeol/Suhyen (romantic)) shipping in Ddotty's lab rp and every other universe/rps ever. (The characters! Not the ccs!!!)

Oh wow those are a lot of words.

Okay hear me out about Gakbyeol and Suhyen. Okay listen maybe they hate each other but what if they didn't. What if then. What if they made out in Ddotty's lab rps after recording (the characters, again, not ccs). My headcanon is that Ddotty records all the crazy events that happen and store them away for the gang to watch later when they're bored.

Anyways. What if this happened, huh? What if?

Suhyen, alone with Gakbyeol: My byeol <3 [byeol means star] Gakbyeol: My bunny~ <3 Jamdeul, who just walked into them cuddling: oH PDA- Suhyen: I- Gakbyeol: I'll kill you. Chou, who also walked into this: Aww. But also. Pda. Sunyen: SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT- Jamdeul: *pretending to throw up* Gakbyeol: You all voluntarily walked into our lab. Coa: *walks in and walks out again* Suhyen: oh my gOD GAKBYEOL PLEASE DON'T KILL THEM (Coa) Chou: *making stupid comments about them making out for ten hours* Gakbyeol: I'm this close to snapping, bunnyboy.

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수현, 각별과 단둘이 : 나의 별 <3 [별은 별을 뜻함] 각별: 내 토끼~ <3 막 껴안고 걸어들어온 잠들: oh PDA- 수현: 나- 각별: 죽여버릴 거야. 역시 여기에 들어간 초우: 아아. 하지만 또한. Pda. 선연: 닥쳐 닥쳐 닥쳐-!!! 잠들: *토하는 척* 각별: 여러분 모두 자발적으로 우리 연구실에 들어오셨습니다. 코아: *들어갔다가 또 나옴* 수현: 맙소사- 각별 제발 죽이지 마세요-! (코아) 초우: *그 사람들이 10시간 동안 사귄다고 멍청한 말*각별: 나 찰칵거리기 직전이야, 버니보이.

(same thing, just translated. I used google translate and tweaked really small things so it isn't great, but I think it's funnier said in their native language)

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GUYS WHAT IF.

The ship formed in my brain at the wonderful hour of 3 am and now they've made residency in my brain. For all my scu and gribzly lovers, I'm sorry. I've fallen into the pit and it's too late.

Guys but they.

Also what's with Jamdeul (잠뜰) and Ddotty?? I headcanon them as best friends just to be safe.

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Headcanons (PRONOUNS)

-- Suhyen: he/him, xe/xem, bun/buns -- Gakbyeol: he/him, sol/sols (solar) -- Jamdeul: she/her -- Coa: they/them, he/him (in order of preference) -- Chou: she/her, dove/doves OR they/them, dove/doves (((changes))) -- Dotty: he/him

Headcanons (labels)

-- Sleep: straight (supports pride like insane. like. even more than some of the actual lgbtq+ in the group) -- Coa: pan [definitely not closeted, will fight.] -- Dotty: "straight" (questioning. he's bi), transmasc -- Chou: "mhm. women." [not in the closet. casual] -- Suhyen: omni (prefers men) [closeted about everything. his friends know pronouns. everyone else assumes he's straight] -- Gakbyeol: gay, demi. [doesn't talk about it much but if it comes up then he'll argue/fight.]

Other headcanons (reminder this is, again, about their persona/characters! NOT THE CREATORS THEMSELVES)

-- Suhyen and Gakbyeol's petnames for each other are "Bunny" and "Byeol" (which means star in korean)

-- Gakbyeol called Suhyen "Bunnyboy" once, and now it's his nickname forever.

-- Coa is chaotic neutral/evil.

-- Suhyen is usually really chill unless someone mentions food. Ironically, his favorite food is pork (he's a rabbit hybrid). After someone mentions food, we've lost xem. Bun ain't coming back.

-- Suhyen gives major bottom energy. I'm not sorry.

-- Jamdeul does whatever she wants. Dotty can't stop her. No one can.

-- Besides maybe Chou. Actually, second thought. Chou would definitely support Jamdeul when she's feeling chaotic.

-- Jamdeul has two moods. Tired and done with it, or chaotic and literally the devil. Even Coa is afraid of her in those moods.

-- Gakbyeol is really closed off and almost never admits sols affection for the gang™.

-- It had been an ongoing bit that Suhyen and Gakbyeol hates each other, so everyone was surprised when they found out the pair made out everyday every year every second.

-- Dotty is so gullible bruh. The poor guy. (psst. 32.)

-- If the characters were in a DND game, Dinosuar (공룡) would be the DM.

-- I forgot about Dinosaur completely, tbh. I'm not going to spell out Gonglyong every time I talk about him so Dinosuar or Dino it is.

-- In a survival island situation, Suhyen would take all the food and take the responsibility of rations and treat every bit of food like his children.

-- Also in a survival situation, Coa or Jamdeul would suggest they just swim in the ocean to (South) Korea. All the way. No food. Just swim. Gakbyeol would quietly build a tent and only let Suhyen in "out of pity".

-- Also also in the survival island situation, Gakbyeol would definitely find a random mirror lying around and admire himself. Or die because he can't take a proper shower and looks "ugly".

-- Not really a headcanon but if Suhyen started reading audiobooks I would get them (the cc).

-- Back to headcanons. Suhyen would read stuff/talk about stuff and post them on Spotify (He would start a podcast probably because of a dare or peer pressure). Gakbyeol would casually listen to them.

-- Gakbyeol is traumatized by pianos. He doesn't want to talk about it. (Reference to one of his videos)

-- Everyone in the group (maybe minus Coa, sorry.) can sing really well but only Dotty sings regularly and proudly in front of everyone else. Jamdeul sings when she's alone and would kill if anyone walked into it. Chou would casually hum.

-- Gakbyeol is really standoffish and everyone who doesn't know him well dislikes him. But he's pretty reliable and he expresses his affection through criticism and arguing. If he actually hated you, he wouldn't interact with you. Not even a glance. As if you're a ghost.

-- Duckgae (덕개) and Rather (라더)(Pronounced Lah-ther, fyi) followed Jamdeul to the lab one day and they've been staying in her lab ever since. Duckgae dragged Rather into this. They and Suhyen get along pretty well. Everyone else (especially Coa) keeps forgetting they exist cause they never show up anywhere.

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I didn't realize I ranted so much. I zoomed out I think. I have science homework to do sob.

I've been calling this little era of mine the Nostalgia Run.

[coldshrugs]

HI HELLO NO ANON BECAUSE I AM HERE TO YELL.

Things I love about your writing 🥺:

Your prose is so pretty! Your compositions are so fluid and elegant, but there's a raw honesty to them. It's gorgeous, but also so much fun and always such a joy to read every word.

I love that you're not afraid to flip the script and write from a POV that is not the player character, then hit all the right notes. I love your Estinien POV so much.

Dare I say that your smut is top-tier excellence? The perfect balance of sensuality and connection, romance and desire.

Love you, mwha! 😘💖

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

thank you, blessings upon your word doc! 💗💗💗💗💗💗

i am such a sucker for writing how other characters view my own 😂 whether that's flattering or not! Estinien's pov is especially fun because, to me, he has SO much going on in his mind but struggles to voice it, and when he does, it's either too direct or he meanders "off-topic" in a way that makes perfect sense to him.

and. 😳 thank you..... exploring that part of relationships is so much fun!!

[lynxgriffin]

I've caught up to (some of) the comics I was reading of yours and OH MY GOD 600+ (666 to be exact, OOH SPOOKY) pages for paper trail with intricate lore and genuinely tear-jerking moments. Funny things, heartwrenching things, use of game mechanics proper that I could totally see in a DR chapter, and things seemed so consistently IC. Every panel was wonderful. Your use/repurposing of Ralsei and having him be but one small aspect of a larger spectrum of Asriel was INCREDIBLE. I have so many words racing in my brain and none of them come out in a way that seriously conveys how I feel after reading that. I came out of the read as if in a daze, hours past bedtime unaware of what the time even was. It was so incredibly cool to see a re-imagining of what ASRIEL (not to be confused with Asriel) would look like within your own headcanon as well. I especially liked the later pages showing your process with how you gave him the glasses outline for his markings. IT IS JUST ALL SO COOL AND THOUGHT OUT AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

Genuinely beautiful storytelling. You're so multi-skilled. An absolute treat to have that storytelling accompanied by beautiful art. Loved your pose work, loved your perspectives, loved your weaving of game and comic into a tight, hmm, scarf let's call it. Thank you for making it available in PDF too as it was easier for me to read that way. I can't believe this was free. I mean just WOW. When I'm doing better I am throwing something at your kofi or other tipping platform. I feel guilty just having this and giving nothing in return.

I understand this is super spoiler heavy so you might not want to publish this ask. I just had to tell you how much I appreciate your work. Thank you for the many years spent dedicating yourself to making something for others. I'm sure it wasn't easy.

Ooooh my goodness, thank you so much for the very long and very kind message! I'm so glad that you enjoyed the story so much and thought all the various elements worked well! It was so much fun to think up and work on and I'm glad you got all that back from reading it, too! It makes it all worthwhile!

Just aaaah this is such a nice thing to get in my inbox, and it keeps making me smile! Thank you so much!