#is everything to me lmao

[tinyluvs]

thinking about voyer!phantom who begs swiss to teach him how to use his quintessence to make himself invisible and then immediately uses it to sneak straight into swiss' room to watch him fuck aurora into his mattress. pretends that the filthy little things he moans into her ear are for him, palms himself in time with swiss' thrusts, eyes focused on where aurora is stretched so tight around him, her slick coating his cock and when swiss tells her to, cum, fucking cum now, phantom floods his pants. swiss won’t ever tell him that he could see him the entire time

voyer!phantom who sits, invisible, on top of bags of soil in the greenhouse watching mountain jerk himself off, grunting and digging his claws into his potting table, almost splitting wood as he fucks his cock through his fist, filling the room with wet sounds and phantom’s cock throbs. he doesn’t touch himself, more than happy to just watch until mountain growls, spilling thick and fast over his fist, cum dripping over the table in front of him. phantom tries to sneak out but mountain stops him in his tracks, huffing, you didn’t cum bug, come back here, now

voyer!phantom who hears aether panting and grunting whilst fingering himself open, in the middle of the night, and almost immediately misuses his quint to mirror the feeling. he’s able to feel aether’s thick fingers stretching him open and pressing sinfully against his prostate. he sinks his fangs into his pillows, muffles his groans as he pushes back on the illusion of aether’s fingers until he’s cumming untouched. he must have imagined aether’s voice in his head, moaning, cum for me bug, yeah just like that, because aether wouldn’t misuse his quint, would he?

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[evidently-endless]

i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.

[doctormori]

the devil made me do it

[yuquinzel]

atsumu who goes above and beyond to impress you, his crush and classmate of four years, in all definitions of “impress.”

honestly how the fuck isn't it obvious to you by now, he might as well be walking around with “i like y/n” tattooed on his forehead.

you mention you like guys that can cook once and holy fuck atsumu who still doesn't know how to use the microwave without quite literally burning the food, who's never chopped onions before without ending up with enough cuts to bandage his whole hand— that atsumu practices for weeks and stays up till 2 am to prepare for the lunch he'll make for himself, because osamu said said no and then because you bring homemade lunch to stay and eat in class with your friends— he'll casually just plop down on the seat next to you, his friends will then very obviously willingly talk loudly about his lunch and he'll just throw in a, “yeah, made it maself, 'm a solid chef, who do ya think taught 'samu?”

okay if that didn't get your attention, no worries, what are his friends there for?

if atsumu gets lucky in a day and catches you chatting away with your friends in the hallway, then he instructs his friends to walk past you, hover in the corner, just within your earshot— “'kay, so when we pass her by, ya gotta speak ma name real loud, loud enough so she can hear it, but don't annoy her”

and so for the time you stand there, trying to hold a conversation with your friends, all your mind can really focus on is the, “atsumu was so fucking good in practice today, if we're gonna win, then it'll be all him”

and then you hear the subject of the conversation speak, “nah, we're a team, every time we win, it's all thanks ta you guys,” because you also mentioned you like modest, humble guys.

god forbid the days you're absent in class.

atsumu who's sulking all day, doesn't know what the fuck is going on in classes, he's half in and half not in every conversation, even his passes are sloppy and weak. to the point osamu and suna are concerned, well, in their own ways, “are ya constipated or something, yer missin’ your spikes and yer passes as clumsy,” osamu says off-handedly.

“i heard y/n didn't come today, i think her friends said she's sick.” suna chips in, and atsumu shrinks in his spot like a grumpy cat.

“i already know that, wouldn't have come today if i knew she wasn't comin’.”

“you'd miss practice then.”

“don't care, don't talk to me, don't wanna do anything, what's the point.”

“down fucking bad,” suna muses, and atsumu glares at him.

atsumu's day is ruined and his disappointment is immeasurable. why did you get sick? how could you get sick? now he's worried and half of himself and his passes are shit and god, he wants to see you. he feels like he could die.

then when you finally show up the next day after what felt like eternity to atsumu, you find on your desk a pile of snacks with a little note— banana milk, everyone knows it's your favourite, the bar of chocolate they only sell down the convenience store near the school, the glazed donuts that you're always eating in class, and a lot of bubblegums that only one person in class knows you like— atsumu's handwriting is rushed and barely comprehensive but you know it by heart because he doesn't know you saw him slip the note you found in your locker this morning, and countless other mornings—

“i hope you smile because of this”

atsumu as a secret admirer is... not so secret because he's still unaware that you see him every morning, and let him giggle to himself as he slips the notes and the strips of bubblegums in your locker— you don't even like that flavor.

but he gave them, so you think they might just be your favourite.

then again, maybe atsumu doesn't want to be a secret admirer.

atsumu has a crush on you and you know that— he's very obvious. but he's also very dense and doesn't realise that everyone besides him can see you like him too. he doesn't know the only reason you bring homemade lunch is because he had started to eat lunch in class with his friends. you stand in the hallways with your friends pretending to talk so that when atsumu's walking past you, his friends will practically yell his name and you'll see him blushing shyly. he still doesn't know you come to his every match, cheering for him and scream with joy at every one of his scores.

atsumu makes it obvious he has a crush on you but is stupidly dense that you reciprocate all the same :'))))

© yuquinzel 2024 [ plagiarism is a violation of moral rights ! ]

POSTING BECAUSE WHY TF NOT HUH HUHHHHHHHHH

@kyoghurts hi bbg

[dr-rato]

Put those old records on

close upss

[ciearcab]

those summers with you

[artist-rat]

my sister finished her first bg3 run, here's evil gang reunion photo <333 (withers invented polaroid for the occasion idc)

[hinamie]

"I'll show you every day that choosing to live was worth it"

some of my favourite scenes from @hijinks-n-lowjinks' fic things i would miss from the other side . this fic tore my heart out fr but like in a good way and i wanted to pay it homage the only way i know how <3

[itseghost]

very straightforward redraw because this quest and this whole scene have been ON my mind.

[keferon]

This is a cybertronian. He’s 2 hours old so we made him look like a child. A lil baby robot. All cute and basically just like a human kid. <- the thing I see everywhere

This is a cybertronian. He’s 2 hours old but he looks like a grown ass adult, strong just like an adult and can already transform into a jet even though he has just one brain cell and no fucking idea how to fly. <- the thing I desperately hope to read about one day even though I haven’t seen it to be properly explored even once

[xiakeik]

You think Pyramid Steve to Bill is like Doodlebob to Spongebob or something like that

[satoruxx]

suguru isn’t made for casual. he’s a “carve your name into his flesh and seal his devotion with blood” kinda guy. an “i’m for you and you’re for me” kinda guy. an “i’ll give you everything as long as you look at me” kinda guy.

casual feels like an insult to him. dedication is all he knows.

[choccy-milky]

ty to @icedmatchawoatmilk13 for sending this to me! i may have gone a bit overboard but this was so much fun to fill out/think about BAHAHA💖 ill still never get over how perfect the song sarah smiles is for them...the lyrics AND the fact that its an alliteration...im gonna do an animatic about seb and clora to that song one day i swear 😩 ((blank template by oakwolves!))

[teddybeartoji]

toji is a light sleeper. he doesn't really seem like one with how much he resembles a big bear, but he is. the second he feels the bed dip, the second he hears your feet hit the floor – he's up. with a hand on your thigh, or perhaps your lower back, he looks for you in the dark; he hates it when you wake up in the middle of the night, no matter whether it's to go to the bathroom or to get a glass of water, he just wants you to rest.

this is a different kind of a night and he knows it the second your eyes meet in the moonlight. oh, how he hates them, how he despises them – the dark circles under your eyes. you're so tired, he can see it, but sometimes nothing really helps. no amount of cuddling, no amount of back rubs and whispered stories.

but that doesn't mean he'll give up on you so easily. he brushes off your quiet pleas for him to stay in bed, to go back to sleep, and pushes himself off the mattress. he couldn't care any less about his own sleep – why would he stay here all snuggled up while you're in the other room suffering?

he scoffs at the ridiculous thought.

he gives you one of his hoodies and patiently waits for you to put it on before holding his hand out to you. "c'mon."

moonlight pours in from the kitchen window and it's more than enough to light up the room. swiftly, toji grabs a chair from under the table and places it right beside the kitchen counter and then guides you to sit on it.

when you stare up at him with a confused look, he simply pats your head. "magic drink."

you snort and he cracks a smirk.

exhausted and tired, still bound together.

he fills the kettle with water and flicks on the switch, he finds you your favourite mug from the cabinet and then the aforementioned 'magic drink' – it's just a tea packet, nothing special about it.

but it's good to see you smile, so a joke will do.

as you wait, toji keeps his focus on you. he traces your features with his eyes and then gently pinches your cheek; you don't have the energy to retaliate properly so he can take in the sight of your furrowed brows and your jutted out lip in peace. he knows you'll get him back tomorrow, he's betting on it.

he doesn't let the water get too hot as he checks the kettle with his bare hand and when he finally deems the temperate perfect, he pours it into the mug for you. with sugar, with honey, he makes it just the way you like it.

you think it's sweet, him and the tea both – he doesn't drink it, he doesn't like the taste, and yet he knows exactly how you want it.

he holds the ceramic in front of you and waits for you to take it. your fingers brush over his and he feels warm.

kneeling down in front of you, toji just... sits with you. he doesn't rush you, he just stays with you until you've finished the drink. he makes a few silly remarks about silly things because he also knows how much comfort you find in his voice – he doesn't really understand it, why you would find comfort in him overall, but he won't question it.

he can see how your eyelids grow heavier and heavier, how your head starts to tilt to the side a little, and he doesn't waste a another second to take the mug from your hands and to guide you back to the bedroom. he doesn't want you to wake back up again, he knows that he can't miss the moment or else you might wake back up again.

and that just won't do.

aftee stripping the hoodie from your body, toji tucks you under the blanket and then nearly doubles over because your hands are locked behind his neck, successfully keeping him from pulling away too far.

he thinks you're sweet, too.

he crawls under the blanket with you and holds you to his chest – in his embrace, you're safe and sound, warm and protected, and so finally, your body relaxes. within a second, your breathing slows as you melt into him completely and toji lets out a relieved sigh.

his lips meet the crown of your head in a silent wish of sweet dreams and then he's following suit, his eyes falling shut as he tightens his arms around you.

[shepscapades]

Thanks to artfight, I’ve finally finished a detailed, official dbhc cub reference! :D

(I’ve put his Artifight description below the cut, which has a more detailed explanation of his timeline, lore, and aesthetics! >:3)

-ˋˏ ༻ ❁  OVERVIEW ❁ ༺ ˎˊ-

Name: C.B.F.N.4000 (Cub) Pronouns: He/Him Species: Android Height: 5’9’’ Associated Visual Themes: vex, ghosts, explosions, mischief, scientist aesthetic, potions, potionmaking, sleepy/tired aesthetic, conspiracies

-ˋˏ ༻ ❁  ABOUT ❁ ༺ ˎˊ-

CBFN4000 is an au version of MCYT Hermitcraft’s Cubfan, set in my DBHC (or Detroit Become Hermitcraft) AU! This au is inspired by the 2018 game Detroit Become Human, but not because it really has anything to do with DBH—I simply yoinked the android mechanics and incorporated them into the world of Hermitcraft. It began as a S8 au, and has roughly followed the hermitcraft timeline up to the present! 

Cub was the last android made during Season 8. While many of the hermit androids were made at the beginning of season 8 and a few were made for season 9, Cub was finished and activated mid-late Season 8, around the time when Hermits started noticing the Big Moon. Cub’s model ended up being a sloppy experiment in deviation, as Doc suggested they try to transfer deviancy to an android upon activation to try and avoid traumatic situations that might cause an android to deviate violently or upsettingly, such as Etho’s, Tango’s, or Mumbo’s experiences. While this went relatively well initially, it clearly wasn’t very thoroughly thought out, as Xisuma (who is normally so adamant and detail-oriented when it comes to assuring the androids’ safety with experiments like this) wasn’t truly himself due to external manipulation and mostly left a relatively young-deviant Doc to carry out the project himself. 

Cub, though adjusting to sentience rather well at first, very quickly became wrapped up in the Big Moon happenings on the server, new personality and inexperience to emotions like fear and ignorance completely overwhelming his young system. He became obsessive over the implications and consequences of the Season 8 Moon Apocalypse, joining the Mooners and spreading his conspiracy theories religiously throughout the server as he descended into madness. The insanity was like a virus to his programming, pervasive and all-engulfing, and Cub’s final attempt to free himself from the Moon’s impact with the Earth—to launch himself on a llama into space via potion-powered TNT(insane btw)— left his hands and feet singed and cracked to ruin.

The experiment, considered a horrific failure by a deeply shameful—and more awake—S9 Xisuma, left Doc and Xisuma with the decision to reset him for the new season, and they ended up pairing him with a hermit like they had done with the other androids until they had found deviancy enough to pursue their own projects. So, at the start of season 9 and fresh after a reset, Cub was paired with Scar. Naturally, because Scar is… Scar, Cub deviated almost instantly after being given to him, and very quickly adopted the iconic lazy, stoic, amused attributes normally associated with Cubfan. Scar’s tendency towards mischief and general shenanigans grew instantly on Cub, and the two were an immediate inseparable pair. So much so that when Scar began rambling one day about his Season 5 Hermitcraft Shenanigans (where deals with the Vex may or may not have been involved), Cub immediately stated he was interested in being in on it. Whatever “it” means. It’s unclear if Cub also made a deal with the vex or became connected to them in some other way, but… well, he got Doc’s help to trick out his eyes, hair, and back to best fit the part. Scar is very jealous that he can't magically make himself have the same features to match.

Cub is closest with Scar, but he gets along just as well with any of the other hermits! He’s close with Jevin and many of the other redstoners like Etho and Doc, who are the other two androids I’ve put on artfight!

-ˋˏ ༻ ❁  EXTRAS ❁ ༺ ˎˊ-

Cub's eyes can light up in the dark, and he’s the only android who has edited his programming so that the default state of his LED is white, not blue. It still will go yellow and red if his processors are working particularly hard, but he’s replaced the blue setting on his LED with white to better match the Vex vibe. Cub has all of the vibes of a fae. If that’s anything <3

[ciearcab]

other misc gnshn stuff from while i’ve been playing this summer