#let me know i'd love to keep up with them

[madamechrissy]

Dragon Sylus loves to breed you

Dragon Sylus x F! reader

nsfw- smut drabble hehe, he's got two dicks bc YES, wrote this for @honeybunnnnie hehe <3

Sylus loves to wrap his black scaled tail around your body, to drag you even closer to him, to sink even deeper in your slutty little cunt. He has beads of sweat just dripping down his strong, muscled chest right now as he fills you so full. A huge hand on your tummy, sharp nails pressing into your skin as he imagines filling you with so many dragon babies, the cum from both his cocks alternating as they take turns pumping inside you.

You were terrified when you first stumbled upon this cave, truly, running far away from an arranged wedding had led you right to this dragons lair. And this dragon, of course he LOVES pretty things, and loves to hoard them. Did you really not think he'd add you to his collection?

"Ah, a sweet little Princess, has stepped into my lair, hmm?" he had practically purred those words when you stumbled in that dark cave lit only by brilliant red flames, he had been laying right on towers of gold coins when his red eyes flashed and he saw you.

At first you'd been frightened, as he inspected you with those long fingers, taking your pretty dress off and leaving on your jeweled tiara, but soon he'd begun to pleasure you, and pleasure you he did. He drank from your cunt like it was the finest source of crystal clear water, he slid you down on one of his cocks, then the other, stretching you out so deliciously.

It has been days since you left the cave, and he's had you in positions you hadn't even dreamed of - an innocent girl, but now you're his and only his.

Sylus has you bent in a full mating press, back laying on the soft, tattered remnants of your pretty dress, he loves to fuck you on it, knowing you were supposed to marry some fancy lord somewhere, but you're never going to leave him. He's splitting you apart on one of his thick, veiny cocks, your thighs spread around his narrow hips, as you gasp out.

"Can you take them all, all my babies, hmm Princess?" he whispers, you're struggling to focus, eyes rolling back in your skull, his other cock is leaking that precum down, as he slips up and shoves his other cock inside you, now one of them slipping up and down your tummy, dragging on your clit as he strokes in and out. "Look at me."

"Hmm... you're... insane..." you gasp when he shifts your positions, and soon you're riding the huge dragon, one of his cocks stretching you past your limits, your walls quivering as you try to take it. Feeling the tip leaking, ready to pump more inside you again, because he just loves when his treasure gets an attitude.

You're already his mate, he knew it just by your scent when you entered that cave- but maybe you're just figuring it out.

"I said, look at me," he gently cradles your head with one of his huge claws, fingers wrapping it entirely, while you meet his ruby eyes, your hands gripping the cool, hard scales all over his strong body.

What Sylus doesn't realize is you want them. You want to have his babies inside you, but you're so nervous to say so still - all your experience is from this dragon. Sylus feels the heat on your cheeks as he drags you down the soaking wet length, moaning as he feels you dripping from one cock to the other, his mouth leaving marks all over your pretty breasts as he marks them as his own.

"Say it," he taunts softly, eyes soft for a moment, you inhale and roll your hips, watching his glossy lips part in a gasp as you do.

"I want them in me," he blinks in surprise for a moment, when you roll them again, using the hand in front of you to jerk on his other cock tentatively, hearing his ragged moan from his throat. "I want you to keep me."

He chuckles then, even as he's jerking, so sensitive, you feel him thickening and pulsing in your cunt and your hand, exhaling as he wraps that tail around your body, teasing one of your nipples. "Did you think I'd ever let you leave? My most treasured possession."

Sylus the dragon is rather sweet at times, but when it's about his seed he needs to make sure you take it, so he has to shove it deep in your cunt when she tries to push it out, his long fingers alone hitting your cervix again. He kisses you sweetly as he does so, but he must make sure you don't waste a drop.

"Keep it in, you can do it can't you?" His husky words are drowned out by your cries and your squelching wetness in the cave, but no one can hear you and if they did, it's not like Sylus would let you go.

[bunni-v1]

OOOO do i have a request for you 🤭

THIGH👏RIDING👏

Colonel Caleb in full uniform while MC is grinding desperately on this thigh, wearing absolutely nothing except his hat. She’s all desperate and needy but he’s paying her no mind as he focuses on his work.

+ Caleb being all smug when he walks out of his office with an obvious stain on his black pants after

AGAFAFAGJA

Save a Horse Ride a... Colonel?

🍓I was actually about to stop writing for tonight cause I'd done so much of it but I saw this and fell to my fucking knees. Unfortunately, I don't have the willpower to do a full fic, but please take this humble drabble and kiss my little forehead for my efforts.

TW: Caleb is a little mean, which is a little OOC imo, but y'all can judge; thigh riding; NOT EDITED

Info: Caleb x Reader; NSFW

MDNI

Caleb's uniform was one of your biggest turn-ons recently. While it symbolized some rather unpleasant things for both of you, he looked so fucking hot in the damn thing that it was unfair. The cleanly pressed fabric fit him perfectly, sharp edges giving him an air of command that had you weak in the knees. It was a symbol of power, the literal representation of his ability to control, and you wanted nothing more than to ruin the damn thing.

Caleb was aware of this, of course. What about you wasn't he aware of? The way your touch drew itself along the collar of his jacket. The way your eyes lingered on his hat. Dead giveaways. He didn't press the issue, though. Content to keep you wanting and needing for this, especially since he'd rather feel you skin to skin.

Yet, when you waltzed into his office unannounced with a big smirk on your face, he knew he wouldn't last long. Prancing around like you didn't have an evil little plan brewing, letting you think he was none the wiser to your scheming. He was right, too, when you came over and sat in front of him like the papers he was working on weren't there.

"You need somethin'?" He chuckles, hands finding their place on your thighs.

You don't respond immediately, plucking his hat off his head and resting it on your head with a smirk. His eyes linger on your lips for a little too long, watching the way you seem to glow with pride. You were cute when you thought you were getting away with your silly little schemes. It almost broke his heart that he'd have to hit you with reality sooner or later.

"I was thinkin'," you drawl, and he loves to hear it, cause that's how he talks. You talk like him now, and isn't that just everything a guy could want, "the whole save a horse ride a cowboy thing... could the same apply to a Colonel?"

"You propositioning me, pips?" He hums, leaning forward a little.

"Just wondering..." you sigh, "I know you're busy, though. Don't wanna get in the way."

A dry sigh pushes past his lips, "I am pretty busy, but I think I know a way we can both get what we want."

"Oh yeah...?"

He reaches up to straighten the hat on your head, smiling softly at the sight, "Strip."

The demand is so jarring when pitted against his soft eyes, you almost think you don't hear him right. But his expression falls a little, and he repeats himself, more direct this time.

"Take your clothes off," he pulls you off the desk, tugging at the end of your skirt.

You step back, eyeing him nervously as he leans back in his chair. Legs spread wide, showing off his erection shamelessly, not that he had any reason to hide it from you in the first place. He gestures for you to go ahead when you don't start, so you try and give him a show.

First, your shirt goes, crossing your arms over your body and tugging it over your head inch by inch. His eyes slide over the exposed skin, leaning his head on his hand like he was bored. The bra goes next, dropping to the floor and letting your tits bounce freely. You see his eye twitch at the sight, but he remains stoic otherwise. Shoes and socks get kicked to a forgotten corner of the room, then you focus on sliding your bottoms off.

You take your time with them, knowing he loves to watch you wiggle them down your legs in a struggle. They squeeze the fat of your thighs as you work them down, skin pillowing over the fabric on its way to the floor. You kick them to the side, then step forward between his legs, knowing he would like the honors of removing your pretty lacy panties you wore just for him.

With clinical precision, he reaches up. The leather of his gloves ran against the skin just above the lace, hooking them with his thumbs and sliding them all the way down to the floor. Unlike the rest of your clothes, he slides them into his pocket for later use. Then, almost innocent, he tilts his head at you.

"What do you think you're gonna do, hm?" Its spoken in a whisper that gets your spine tingling.

Your lip catches between your teeth, "'m gonna ride you?"

"Close..." he hums, repositioning you so you're standing over one of his thighs, "since you seem to like my uniform so much, you can use it to take care of yourself while I work. You can do that, can't you?"

You nod adamantly, already sitting yourself down on him. He holds you still as he readjusts his workspace to accommodate having you there, and all it takes is the tap of his fingers against your lower back for you to start grinding down on his thigh.

The feeling is odd at first - the slightly textured pattern on the fabric rubbing against you uncomfortably. It's not smooth like you thought it would be, but the more you drag your slick along it, the better it seems to feel. A simple back-and-forth motion is enough to get you wet, skin warming with each movement. It's not quite enough to do anything significant, though.

So, you change the angle at which you're moving, choosing to roll your hips into him instead. It makes you shudder at how much nicer it feels, head rolling back with a happy little sigh. The texture of his slacks pressed into your little bud deliciously, spoiling you with how nice it felt.

Caleb makes no move to help you get off, either. The scratch, scratch, scratch of his pen signaled the focus on his work. It made you a little dizzy, knowing that he was ignoring you. Letting you use him as your personal sex toy, griding your pussy into his thigh, and getting off all while he gets his work done. He's so good at coming up with solutions like this, it makes you want him more.

You had to be good though, or else he won't let you cum. If you distracted him too much, he'd send you home to be dealt with later, and you didn't want that. You wanted to gush all over his thigh while he worked so hard to provide for you. You needed to fuck his thigh good and hard and come undone all pretty for him, like the good girl you were.

You lean back a little for a new angle, Caleb subconsciously supporting your back with his hand, always so worried about you, even when he was trying not to be. You use that hand as leverage to press your clit directly into his leg, whimpering when it rolled deliciously against his suit over and over again. You could feel the orgasm building, so you chased the high instead of fighting it.

Giving up the position for a new one, leaned over him so that as much of his uniform was pressed against your naked body. His hand returns to his work like nothing had happened prior, and yours curl into his uniform as you push and pull your hips against him. You focus on pressure more than speed, making sure each roll is deep and impactful.

You're moaning his name into his ear, legs shaking with the effort you use to fuck yourself against him. You can feel how close you are, trying to speed up the pace to get there faster. The pleasure curls up your spine and falls out of your mouth uncontrollably, mumbling incoherent pleases and thank yous over and over. Caleb does not give you a reaction, and you don't need him to. You're already falling over the edge with one last harsh roll into his leg.

Your body trembles with all its might, hips stuttering in their pace, jerking a few more times before they still in a final slow drag. You sigh out his name, thanking him for letting you take care of yourself. It's when you slowly start coming back down that he sets his pen down, easing you into a sitting position where he is supporting your back. The softness in his gaze when you look at him is unearned after what you just when through, but you can't find it in you to voice that.

"Feelin' better, Honey?" He asks, pressing a little kiss to your nose.

You nod, "Mhm..."

"You did good," he compliments quietly, "why don't you go lie down on the couch over there, let your body rest while I go to a meeting, yeah?"

He eases you to your feet, guiding you to the couch carefully, like you might collapse. Carefully, he tosses a blanket over your bare body - one he'd only stored because of your surprise visits and complains about how cold the ship was - pressing a kiss to your forehead. You sigh at the affection, closing your eyes in bliss when he removes his hat and straightens out your hair.

"I'll be back soon, rest up," he hums one last time, and you are lulled to sleep by the gentle sound of his boots crossing the room and padding down the hall.

---

The Colonel's demeanor is unusual as he strides down the hall. Head held tall and proud, shoulders squared back like he was showing off, and strides long and confident. That was mostly to be expected, though. He didn't get where he was without confidence in himself. What really caught the eye of the officers around him was the giant stain on his normally perfect uniform.

They tried not to stare too hard at it, but it was painfully obvious. The dark patch on the apex of his thigh was jarring in comparison to the usually perfectly groomed Colonel they were used to seeing. Stupidly, they whispered to each other about it. Curious as to how it got there, why he seemed to be showing it off, and so on and so forth. It was almost funny, if not for him overhearing a pair of them whispering.

"Is there a problem," he bites, short and sharp.

The two men shake their heads, stiffening into formation, "No, Sir!"

"Why are you whispering about me, then? Do you think I'm stupid?" He presses.

They hesitate for a second, then one speaks up, "Your uniform is extra sharp today, Sir."

They expect him to bite at them again, scold them for being stupid. But instead, the impossible happens. Their Colonel smirks, "It does, doesn't it?"

[agirlandherquill]

writecamp - day 7, june 7th

rise and shine for day 7 campers! we are a week into the challenge! you've all done amazing so far, keep it up!

the rules are as follows: choose a prompt (or as many of them as you like) from the list, write something and share your creation with the rest of writeblr, and share the game with others, because as we all know writing is a gift and it deserves to be shared! and of course, tag me in your responses because i cannot wait to see them!

as usual, the prompt list will be under the cut!

The Prompt List

Dialogue Prompts:

"You were never my enemy. You were never that. And it breaks my heart that you can't see yourself as more."

"This was our ending. Our story. Until you had to go and ruin it."

"We were always going to win - because I would do what it took, I would carry that burden from your shoulders."

"Easy now, I'd hate to wipe that grin away so soon."

"I knew you, I knew you before I knew myself - but that was then. Now, I fear, I don't know you."

Setting Prompts:

A dark eclipse

A shadow of trees

An apothecary

An echoing cave

A cloudless sky

Narration Prompts:

She let her heart out, she let feeling flood her veins and a voice rise from her lungs.

He shunned them all, he took his heart and buried it deep, swathing himself in impenetrable dark.

The tales they tell were all a lie, for no such fable could exist, and nor could its teller.

There would never be someone as wicked that walked the earth again. Gone were the wicked. For good.

A drop of poison slipped from the vial, sinking into the glass, the very same one she lifted to her own lips.

Feeling Prompts:

The twist of a knife

The sweetness of sugar

The song of laughter

The ache of adoration

The shock of seawater

all the best for day 7, you've all made such a brilliant start to the challenge, and i can't wait to see what you write!

~ A Girl and Her Quill

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now for the tags! for writecamp, because i have a feeling there's going to be so many of you, i'm going to do tags a little bit differently and instead tag all you lovely campers in the comments! (to hopefully get around any tag limits/difficulties because we all know there's going to be problems, it's inevitable and i'm going to do my best to avoid any issues in that area) (the tag list will also be completed a short while after this post comes out seeing as i unfortunately cannot queue comments, but i'll get there in the end :) )

but of course, if you would like to be tagged in future daily challenges for writecamp, all you've got to do is interact with this post - it'll be monitored throughout the entirety of the challenge to ensure nobody who wants to be tagged misses out!

[come-into-my-parlour]

What if you demand to have my breasts out at all times when we're at home. And then your friends come over and you see I'd put on a shirt. So you get mad at me and sulk. When they ask what's wrong you say I don't love you because I don't listen to you or do what you ask. So I sigh and take my shirt off and my breasts are out again, fully visible. Your friends are quiet for a bit before they start to laugh and say they can't believe you did it and got me to agree. I blush and my chest goes all red. They laugh harder. You smile at me.

- So you do love me!

Then you reach and start to play with my nipples. I blush even harder and bite my lips so I don't start to moan. My nipples grow and I squeeze my legs as tight as I can.

- But how much do you love me?

Then you lean down and start to kiss all over my boobs, lightly sucking my nipples. I don't know whether to look at you or your friends who are quietly watching you, watching us.

You keep going and I finally break and moan loudly pressing my boobs into you.

- There's my good girl! Do you want to be good for me now? In front of my friends? Show them what a good girl I have? How much she wants to please me.

I look only at you and slowly nod.

- Good.

Then you slide your hand down my pants and start to rub my pussy. Its already wet.

- Let them hear you. Let them hear what a dirty perverted whore I have.

I whine but shake my head. You've never called me that. I don't want to. I don't like this.

You shove a finger deep inside me and start to rub my gspot while you grab my hair and pull it roughly. It hurts. So why do I moan..

- You will do what I say or I will punish you.

- No..

I barely whispered it but you heard me.

- No? Oh, is that so?

You pulled your hand out of me and pulled me up from the couch. You undressed me before I even knew what was happening. I was left naked in front of your friends with my nipples erect and my pussy leaking. I was panting and I turned around to leave but you grabbed me and pushed down my back so I had my ass up in the air. Then you started to slap it. Hard and fast. The force of it almost made me fall but you held me with one hand while the other was making my ass red. Why did my pussy tingle when you were doing that. I was back to biting my lips.

- You will do what I say, slut. Or I will have you strapped on all fours on the floor like an animal and edged for 24 hours with no breaks. I will find strangers from the street to come and unload into your ass. I will make you beg and beg and still not let you cum. Do you understand me, whore? Nod if you do.

I nodded. I looked at your friends and they all had their cocks out and were jerking off quietly. I closed my eyes.

- Now then....

You were stroking my ass and moved me so I was standing visible for your friends.

- Doesn't she have the most magnificent tits?

You held them up and pinched the nipples. Your friends gave different affirming answers.

- Come on, sweetness. Let's show them your pussy, too.

You pulled my leg up and placed in on the table so my pussy was on full display. I was so wet, I was sure they could tell. I was so embarrassed, I didn't know why I was so aroused by this filth.

- I'm sure you can see how wet my whore is but in case you can't....

Then you started playing with my folds as my pussy was making the lewdest sounds. I was blushing even more but it felt so good. I started to move with you, rubbing myself on your fingers. At some point I started to moan. I had even begun to touch my nipples. When did that happen.. before I could second guess reality you roughly grabbed me and turned me around. You held me by the chin as you gave your next command.

- Lean forward and spread your cheeks so they can see your asshole.

My eyes were wide with shock.

- Show them your last hole. Now or I will punish you.

I softly nodded and slowly leaned down and spread myself. I'd never been so embarrassed in my life. You sat down and watched me. Then you carresed my cheek and pushed your fingers in my mouth.

- You will now suck me in front my friends. You will lick my balls, you will deep throat my dick, you will drool on me, all while you keep your ass spread for an audience to watch and hear what a whore you are.

Then you pulled out your semi hard dick and said "Begin."

I leaned down and followed your instructions. I could hear grunts behind me but nothing else. I was only looking at you. I had your balls in my mouth. I licked your tip, your shaft, I sucked it, I kissed it, I gagged on it. After a while I got so into it, I forgot about the audience.

- Good girl. You've pleased me. Now turn around and sit on my dick. I want you to bounce on it while they watch. Make me cum. You're not allowed to cum though so watch yourself.

I did as you commanded. I speared myself on your dick and started fucking myself on it while you held me by the hips. My tits were swaying and bouncing too. And I could see your friends watching us, watching me. They looked mesmerized. For some reason that made me wetter, hornier, wilder. I was fucking you harder, your grip grew stronger. I was so close to cumming but kept myself in check. You ordered me to and I wanted to please you.

- Faster. I'm about to fill you full of my cum in front of my friends. Don't you want them to see how good you are at fucking yourself on my dick? Faster, whore. Go faster!

You screamed that last bit and it gave me the energy to go even faster. My tits almost hurt from how hard they were bouncing around. Then I felt you cum inside me and you stilled me.

- What a good whore you are. You have done well, slut.

I whimpered despite myselft. Why did that praise make me feel so good.

- I can feel you clenching around me, whore. Do you want to cum?

- Yes, please!

- Mmm. You have to be extra good to get that reward. Do you want to be good for me? Good enough to be allowed to cum?

- Yes, yes. Yes, please. Please!

- Good whore. You will cockwarm my dick in your ass and hold your legs by the knees to keep them spread. Then my friends can come and eat your pussy out for as long as they want. While they're doing that you're allowed to cum as many times as you want. If I feel like it, I'll fuck your ass until I want, too. Do you want that, whore? Does that sound good?

You leaned and bit me on the shoulder. I screamed yes. Why did I agree... I really must be a dirty whore because that sounds hot and I want it to happen. I want it so bad.

You pulled your dick out of my pussy and your cum dripped out. You didn't waste time and immediately shoved it into my ass. It took some time to adjust but it felt good to feel you inside of me again. I grabbed my legs and pulled them up, displaying my wet pussy that was still full of cum. I was panting hard, so horny, so desperate to cum.

Your friends queued up in a line and the first one fell to his knees and began to lick your cum off me while looking at you. He then looked up to my tits and was sucking and licking and fingering me. My clit has never been so abused. By the time the last of your friends was done with me, I'd lost count of how many times I'd cum. The entire floor was covered with your friends' cum too. You'd only fucked my ass once and I liked that you'd kept your sperm plugged inside of me. I wanted to keep it there as long as possible. Your friends quickly dressed, said hurried goodbyes and left while I was still panting. I didn't even know my name at that point.

You pulled me even closer to your body, pinched my nipple hard and gripped my neck.

- Did you like my friends eating your pussy, whore? Making you cum? Touching what's mine? While I had my dick up your ass for them to see?

I was nodding and saying 'yes' like it was a prayer. I was close to tears.

You caressed my cheek and softly kissed my neck.

- Good. I liked it too. We can do it again soon if you're good.

I looked to you with my teary eyes. "Really? You're not mad?"

- No, sweetness. I'm not mad. I enjoyed showing you off and sharing your sweet pussy.

You then grabbed me by the pussy and leaned closer to my ear.

- As long as you don't forget who this pussy belongs to, we can show it and share with whoever.

- It's yours. My pussy, my ass, my tits, my mouth, my orgasms, everything is yours. I'm yours.

I wasn't even done saying that before you turned me around and were fucking my pussy on top of the cum-covered floor your friends left us.

[leonawriter]

I just went through Hong Lu's announcer lines, and there are SO MANY where he's directly addressing Dante themself.

That acceptance that yes, Dante may not be fighting with them, but they don't need to be in the field to be alongside them, leading them.

This one reminds me of how before his Canto, people were wondering what Dante would have to do next, as the Sinners' Manager. They'd already started being more involved.

And we were pointing at Chesed like "They're gonna have to help someone with depression." And that's what they did, with Hong Lu - he's able to see the joy in his past experiences, and want to keep going.

The kindness! The acceptance!

This is when an abnormality part is broken. Interesting way of putting it there, though.

This is for a strong attack with a sin advantage.

That "Did you see that, Dante?" makes me think of a kid pointing out something cool.

Hong Lu... probably didn't have many chances to just be a kid, while he was one. So it's probably not much different. Especially when Dante does treat the Sinners well.

This one is for when a Sinner's staggered, and it made me laugh so hard. The sing-song way he's saying it! Calling out! The "oh, this is awkward, haha~"

No lilt. This is far more serious. I'm reminded of how I write Chesed; sometimes the lilt is implied in what he's saying even without a tilde, and sometimes you can just tell it isn't there.

Oh I loved seeing this line.

You can tell that it's hard, now that he's finally allowing himself to feel things again. Just like he's accepted, he never fully let go of his sorrow; he tried to grow numb, but the emotions were still with him all along.

That "Ha ha, this isn't good" being more about how "excruciating" it is for him to feel this sorrow, even as much as it is about how sorrowful that it's happening at all is.

I'm hit again by the familiarity of how Hong Lu talks to Dante. It's friendly. He doesn't read like an employee, he reads like a friend. Like someone who'll be right by Dante's side as it happens.

And AGAIN, there's that growth. "I would turn away and smile thoughtlessly" and that "but... I don't have to do that anymore."

From here on, I'm sure we're going to see a lot more of Hong Lu emoting, and reacting to all sorts of things. He's free to react how he likes, and hurt as much as he likes, because he isn't alone and he doesn't have expectations on him to be anything like an "untarnished jade."

I'd seen someone else bring this one up on twitter, but... he really is kind, isn't he? Even back when he didn't know anything about Dante, when they were just the new Manager who was inexperienced and amnesiac who was stumbling along, Hong Lu paid attention to them, as well. Not just the other Sinners in their Cantos.

And yeah maybe there's lore foreshadowing about "pain can accumulate," but I think it's also because of how his own (emotional) pain accumulated, to the point where he broke. And that if Dante has mentioned in canon (inner thoughts/narration or not) that they've got lasting pains from turning the clock, then Hong Lu's probably noticed that, too.

And there's another one I saw on the wiki, too-

"Dante keeps talking about what comes next, even in dire situations like these... Oh, I don't dislike it. I... I'm always happy to hear the warmth in your every word."

I'd imagine that for someone like Hong Lu, who's always just been told to put up with everything, not cry, and witness... having someone like Dante remind him that this isn't the end, that there'll be a next time... it has to be really reassuring. Comforting. Because Dante is doing what Hong Lu always wanted for his younger self-

To be told everything's going to be okay.

All in all I just love these announcer lines. They're gonna feel like having a friend talking over the battles.

If anyone wants to watch the vid I used, it's this one.

[rekino2114]

Male reader giving Misty, Sabrina, Clair and Karen (pokemon) surprise kisses

Giving misty Sabrina, clair and Karen surprise kisses

A/n:this was actually requested not long ago but I got a bunch of pokemon requests and don't want to wait to write them cause then I'd probably just post a lot of pokemon posts In succession and I don't like that, I'm kinda doing the same with chainsaw man

Misty

She instantly blushes and tells you to stop but absolutely does nothing to stop the onslaught of kisses. She doesn't like to admit it, but she actually really loves them

Misty will try to sneak kiss you whenever she can from now on to get her revenge

"Ah ah got you y/n"

"Oh dammit I should have seen that coming"

"Now it's your turn for kisses mister, stay still and let me get my get back"

"Alright, Alright not that I'm complaining anyway"

Whenever the one who started the kissing stops you two just stay there and hug and cuddle each other until you fall asleep

Sabrina

Will look at you with the most deadpan look possible as you keep kissing her, not blushing not saying anything just....staring at you

You start to think she doesn't like it, so you eventually stop and walk away, but as soon as she notices, she puts her hand on your shoulder, causing you to turn around as she stares at you with the same stoic look

"........why did you stop?"

".....Eh?"

"The kisses why did you stop kissing me?"

"Well i-i just thought you didn't like me kissing you like that"

"......You're wrong"

"W-what?"

"I love your kisses, they feel nice, anywhere on my body and at any time"

"Oh wow......thanks s-so do you want me to keep kissing you?"

"Yes please"

With that you smile and reprise your kisses as sabrina still doesn't really react but this time she kisses you back from time to time to show you how much she loves you and the kisses

Clair

Immediately blushes immensely, her face becoming the polar opposite color of her hair and suit as she pushes you away from her (not really trying she just wants to look like she doesn't like this)

Clair can't really handle pda or really any affection unless prepared and will demand you to stop basically as soon as you start

"Y-y/n what are you- stop it!"

"What's wrong? Can I not kiss my girlfriend now?"

"You didn't even warn me!"

"Why would you need to be warned? it's a kiss"

"A lot of kisses! And all over my face too! I need to be mentally prepared for that!"

".........why are you acting like this is a battle?"

"S-SHUT UP IDIOT!"

She eventually calms down and reluctantly accepts your kisses while still blushing and crossing her arms. Don't get her wrong she definitely isn't enjoying this and absolutely didn't feel disappointed when you stopped

Karen

Karen is definitely the most accepting of your kisses. She smiles the moment you start kissing and will praise you the whole way through telling you how good your kisses feel and how much she loves them

The moment you stop, she compliments you again before kissing you herself, starting her own eave if kisses all over your face neck and torso

"Dear your kisses are as amazing as always"

"Oh thanks it's just cause you're very kissable"

"Oh am I? Then shall we see who's the most kissable~?"

"You know I'd never say no to that"

Sometimes if she feels more playful she'll start kissing you on the lips and straight up making out with you which often results in....more intimate activities than just kisses

[dxrlingluv]

Hey, can I please request Apollo x fem Goddess reader, where they are in a secret relationship to keep it private. To have alone time together, cause as friends the other gods liked to crowd around them. They make accuses up to go meet each other. However, all the other gods are nosy trying to figure out clues as to who Apollo new lover is. Apollo keeps bragging that he’s got this lover, you heard him a couple of times. (It’s quite funny) (they even don’t know if it is a mortal or not) at the end part, They got so close to the truth through different clues, that the reader covers as a mortal that Apollo visits. However, The other gods ofc find out who is his lover. Fluff and lots of kisses. Thank you so much 😌

Secret Lover

A/N : I would like to thank everyone for all the love and support that I’ve been receiving. I really appreciate all of you. Also, thank you sun-rise05 for requesting this! Apollo art is from Gigi.

WARNING : Fluff, Fem!Goddess!Reader, kisses, secret relationships.

Word Count : 2.1k

The golden light of Olympus usually bathed everything in a cheerful glow, but for you and Apollo, the most precious light was the stolen kind, found in hidden moments away from the prying eyes of your fellow deities. You were Y/N, a goddess whose heart had been captured by the radiant God of Music and Prophecy, and he, in turn, was utterly devoted to you. Your love was a vibrant, secret melody played only for each other, a necessary concealment because, as much as you loved your divine family, they had an overwhelming tendency to crowd, to comment, to meddle. Privacy was a rare bloom on Olympus, and you and Apollo cultivated it with careful hands.

"Are you sure no one saw you leave?" you whispered, your fingers tracing the strong line of Apollo's jaw. You were nestled in a secluded alcove of Olympus, one an ancient Titan had forgotten, now draped with star-flowered vines that shimmered faintly, providing just enough light to see the adoring look in his golden eyes.

Apollo chuckled, a sound like wind chimes. "Positive, my radiant star. I told Hermes I was off to inspect a new sun-dial design in the mortal realm – something exceedingly dull about gnomons and precise angles. He looked so bored he practically waved me away." He leaned in, his lips brushing yours. "And you, my love? What grand excuse did you weave?"

"I mentioned a sudden urge to catalogue the whispers of the west wind," you murmured against his mouth. "Artemis raised an eyebrow, but she knows my penchant for the slightly obscure."

These were your rituals, the small deceptions that paved the way to these precious hours. Without them, your moments together would be punctuated by the boisterous arrival of Ares, the knowing winks of Aphrodite, or the well-meaning but lengthy advice of Hera. Here, though, there was only the soft rustle of the celestial vines and the thrum of your shared affection.

Lately, however, Apollo had been making your quest for secrecy a delightful challenge. He was, to put it mildly, bursting with joy, and it spilled out of him like sunlight through clouds.

"You should have seen Zeus's face today," Apollo recounted, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he lounged beside you, his head in your lap. "I was humming a new tune, one I wrote for you, of course..." He paused to kiss your palm. "And he asked if I'd finally found a Muse powerful enough to inspire such... 'saccharine sentimentality,' he called it." Apollo grinned. "I just smiled and said my inspiration was 'truly divine and utterly captivating, unlike anything Olympus has ever known.'"

You laughed, gently stroking his golden hair. "Subtlety, my love, is a virtue you seem to be misplacing more often these days."

"How can I be subtle when I'm so incandescently happy?" he protested, nuzzling your hand. "This love, Y/N, it makes me want to sing from the highest peak of Olympus! But," he sighed dramatically, "for our peace, I merely brag a little. Let them wonder."

And wonder they did. The other gods were abuzz. Apollo, the eternally charming but often emotionally elusive sun god, was clearly besotted. He was more vibrant, his music more passionate, his prophecies occasionally tinged with flowery, romantic metaphors that made Pythonesses blush.

"He's definitely got a new lover," Aphrodite declared one afternoon, reclining on a cloud as Hermes zipped back and forth, delivering nectar and gossip with equal speed. "Did you see that new laurel wreath he was wearing? Woven with flowers I've never seen before on Olympus."

"And he keeps disappearing," Hermes added, tapping his chin thoughtfully. "Says he's 'checking on his oracles,' but he comes back smelling faintly of wild jasmine and... starlight? It's very specific. And he's always humming these ridiculously romantic tunes."

"He claims his new love is 'ethereally beautiful and possesses a wisdom that outshines Athena's'," Artemis grumbled to Hera, though there was a hint of grudging curiosity in her tone. "He's being insufferably smug about it. But he won't say who. He just smirks and says we wouldn't understand the depth of such a 'celestial alignment.'"

The other gods didn't even know if this mysterious paramour was a mortal, a nymph, or perhaps even a Titaness from a forgotten age. Apollo's vague, grandiose descriptions gave them nothing concrete. Was it a queen from a distant land whose beauty rivaled Helen's? A shy dryad hidden deep within a primordial forest? The speculation was endless and increasingly fervent.

One sun-drenched afternoon, the pursuit nearly came to a head. You and Apollo had planned to meet in a quiet meadow on the slopes of Mount Cithaeron, a place where mortal shepherds rarely trod and gods even less so. You had told your divine companions you were seeking rare herbs for a new ambrosia recipe. Apollo claimed he was guiding the sun chariot on a slightly more southerly route to encourage an early spring.

You arrived first, settling under the shade of an ancient olive tree, your heart fluttering with anticipation. When Apollo appeared, a radiant figure against the blue sky, you rushed into his embrace. His kisses were warm, tasting of sunlight and pure joy.

"I missed you," he whispered, holding you tight. "Every moment apart feels like an age."

"And I you," you replied, when suddenly, a familiar winged sandal flashed at the edge of your vision. Hermes. And he wasn't alone. Aphrodite was with him, her eyes wide with triumphant discovery, and even cautious Artemis peered from behind a cypress tree.

Your divine aura, your true form, would be instantly recognizable. Panic, cold and sharp, pricked at you. Apollo tensed, sensing your alarm and seeing the intruders in the same instant.

Thinking faster than you ever had, you pulled slightly away from Apollo, deliberately softening your features, dimming your innate godly glow, and allowing a touch of human frailty to flicker across your expression. You focused on the small, unassuming cottage you'd once seen nestled in a valley like this, channeling the image of a simple, mortal woman. It was a trick you'd practiced, a way to walk unseen among mortals, but never had you deployed it with such urgency.

"Oh, my Lord Apollo," you said, your voice a shade softer, more human, your eyes downcast as if in awe of a deity. "You honor my humble dwelling with your presence."

Apollo, bless his quick wit, caught on instantly. His surprise flickered for a mere heartbeat before his charming, slightly condescending god-to-mortal smile snapped into place.

"Ah, my dear," he said, his voice booming slightly, playing his part to perfection. He gently extricated himself from your hold, though his fingers brushed yours with a secret reassurance. "I was just... admiring the view. And your, ah, charming little olive grove. Such fine trees."

Hermes, Aphrodite, and Artemis slowly approached, their expressions a mixture of suspicion and confusion.

"Apollo?" Artemis called out, her bow still in hand. "What are you doing here? And who is this... mortal?"

"Just a local," Apollo said breezily, gesturing towards you. "A devout follower, it seems. She tends this grove. I occasionally stop by to offer a blessing. For the olives, you know. Very important, olives."

Aphrodite scrutinized you. You kept your gaze humble, your energy carefully dampened. You looked like any other pretty, if somewhat overwhelmed, mortal woman in the presence of gods. The wild jasmine scent Hermes had mentioned earlier? It came from the garland you'd been weaving, now clutched in your hand as if it were a simple offering.

"She seems... rather taken with you, Apollo," Aphrodite purred, though a hint of doubt lingered in her eyes. The passionate embrace they'd glimpsed didn't quite align with a god blessing a random mortal's olive grove.

"Well, I am rather dazzling, am I not?" Apollo said with a disarming grin, preening slightly. "It's a burden, but someone has to bear it."

Hermes still looked suspicious. "So, this is the one you've been composing those epic love ballads for? A mortal olive tender?" He didn't sound convinced.

"Inspiration comes from many places, my swift friend," Apollo said smoothly. "The simple beauty of the mortal world, the devotion of my followers... it all fuels the creative fire." He then clapped his hands together. "Well, duty calls! The sun won't guide itself, and these olives seem sufficiently blessed for today. Farewell, dear lady!" He gave you a formal, divine nod, then turned to his celestial companions. "Shall we?"

Reluctantly, the trio followed him, though Aphrodite cast one last, long look over her shoulder at you. You stayed in your mortal guise until their divine light had completely vanished over the horizon, then sank to the ground, your heart still pounding. It had been far too close.

For weeks after, the "mortal olive tender" became the leading theory. Apollo, to his credit, played along, occasionally mentioning his "rustic muse" and her "charming simplicity." It was a clever cover, and it threw the others off your true scent, allowing you and Apollo to return to your carefully guarded, secret meetings, albeit with even more caution.

The truth, however, had a funny way of revealing itself, especially on Olympus.

It happened during the grand festival of Dionysus, a night of revelry, music, and uninhibited joy. The great hall of Olympus was filled with gods and goddesses, wine flowed freely, and the air thrummed with laughter and song. Apollo was, naturally, at the heart of the musical celebrations, his lyre singing with a passion that made even the stones of Olympus vibrate.

You were watching him, your heart swelling with love and pride. He caught your eye across the hall, and even amidst the chaos, his gaze was intimate, a secret message just for you. He began a new melody, one you recognized instantly – the tune he'd been humming for weeks, the one he'd told Zeus was inspired by a "truly divine and utterly captivating" love. But this time, as he played, he sang the words, his voice clear and true, echoing through the hall.

The lyrics spoke not of fleeting mortal beauty or simple devotion, but of shared starlight, of whispered secrets in celestial gardens, of a love as boundless and eternal as the cosmos. He sang of eyes that held the wisdom of ancient nebulae and a touch that ignited galaxies within him. There was no mistaking it – this was not a song for a mortal.

As the last note faded, a hush fell over the usually boisterous hall. All eyes turned from Apollo to you, then back to Apollo. He was looking directly at you, a radiant, unabashed smile on his face, his heart in his eyes.

Aphrodite gasped, a perfectly manicured hand flying to her lips. "The whispers of the west wind... the star-flowered vines... not a mortal?"

Hermes' jaw dropped. "The 'celestial alignment'! Of course! You weren't visiting a mortal, you were visiting her!" He pointed a dramatic finger between you and Apollo.

Artemis simply stared, then a slow smile spread across her face. "So, that's why your archery has been so poetic lately, brother."

A warm blush crept up your neck, but as you met Apollo's loving gaze, a sense of relief, as potent as any nectar, washed over you. The secret was out.

Apollo set down his lyre and walked towards you, parting the stunned crowd of deities. He took your hands, his golden eyes full of adoration.

"Yes," he announced, his voice ringing with pride, for all of Olympus to hear. "My inspiration, my love, my happily ever after. Not a mortal, though she could charm the birds from the trees in any form. This is Y/N, and she is the goddess of my heart."

He leaned down and kissed you, deeply and tenderly, right there in the middle of the grand hall, with every god and goddess of Olympus as their audience. There were a few surprised gasps, then a smattering of applause, led, surprisingly, by Zeus, who was chuckling. Aphrodite was already cooing about the romantic implications, while Hermes was mentally cataloging all the clues he'd missed.

The crowding and comments would surely come later, but in that moment, wrapped in Apollo's embrace, with his lips on yours, none of it mattered. The secret melody was finally playing for all to hear, and it was beautiful. He pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against yours.

"No more excuses?" you whispered, a joyful laugh bubbling up.

"No more excuses," he confirmed, his smile dazzling. "Just endless verses of our love song, sung for all eternity." He kissed you again, and then again, each kiss a promise, a celebration, a perfect note in your shared, no-longer-secret symphony. The fluff was undeniable, and the kisses, as you had always known they would be with Apollo, were plentiful and divine.

[bewitched-hours]

hiiiiiiii againnn :33

could i request some platonic headcanons with your oc ? she seems very neat and silly ;0

the whole "stars as eyes, granting wishes" thing really reminds me of "wishing on the first star at night", which i used to do all the time as a kid ^_^ so i would very much like to be their friend!! (and hey maybe if i ever get around to making my own oc, they could be friends :3)

also, about your post about private servers, if you did a server for those games id totally join! i also havent played forsaken or dandy's world because of social anxiety, so im in the same boat as you :,)

-maomao anon

I'd love to talk more about Astra, she's like my silly little daughter that I love so much!! And I'm glad people seem to like the idea of a server so depending on how the poll does, it might just be an extra so the 100 follower special could have 3 events to it lol

Without further ado, reader's pronouns shall be They/Them~

To start off, Astra is mostly a nightcore girly so if you show interest in the music she listens be prepared for a lot of nightcore songs.

She would be happy to let you cuddle or rest up against her if you want. Doesn't matter who you are. She's a good pillow? She'll take it happily.

Astra would be ECSTATIC if you asked her for help in the kitchen or even ask to team up during rounds. You get protection/feedback and she gets a friend! Win/Win!

She's mostly a listener but ask her about anything related to stars or what she used to do before this hellish realm, be prepared to hear about the wishes she'd grant, the stories she witnessed and the occasional karma she'd deal out.

Wanna gift Astra something? It's now among her favourite treasures stored inside of a small pocket dimension so she can make sure it never dusts, fades or breaks. The pocket dimension keeps it perfectly intact and isn't touched by time so nothing can happen to these treasures and she can take them out to show off whenever.

And she WILL show off to others if someone decides to challenge her relationship with you. (i.e "Were you the one who got this super awesome mug? Didn't think so!")

However, don't ask her about her parents... She still feels guilty that she can't even remember their faces.

Astra would let you sleep with her(nothing freaky) if you wanted a buddy to help you sleep better. She's just happy to know someone finds that kinda comfort in her.

She can(and will) mimic nature sounds from back when she was a deity. Need a rain ambience? She's got it! Some owl hoots? Sure! Even a flowing waterfall? She's ready.

Anything you'd like to request/ask? Check out my pinned post first and I'll be happy to write up whatever you want!

[cruisinforarubberman]

DC Sexuality Headcanons for Pride

Decided to just make a new post with all my headcanons so far. For all future questions I'll just update this. But please keep asking!

Cassandra Cain: I see Cass as being pansexual. She's very thoughtful and trying to keep her eyes out for people's motivations and what that means for who they are as people and their morality, I don't see her being concerned with what people have going on under their clothes, or at least that not changing the way she might feel about them. That being said I also see her as graysexual, because I think with how aware she is of everything physical that sex could be very overwhelming for her. She does enjoy it, but infrequently.

Jason Todd: Jason is my bisexual disaster, and I doubt that surprises anybody. But I don't see him having a sea of lovers that could fill up a stadium (unlike other Robins ahem DICK). No Jason doesn't hook up with randos much, mostly because that would involve a lot of messy feelings. Casual hook ups with close friends though? Very much on the table. You'd think that would be even messier, but somehow in his mind it's not. Hence the disaster part. Jason is a fantastic, intense lover, but despite how dominating he is in bed he is not at all a top. Sometimes, but rarely.

Damian Wayne: As I mentioned in the notes on the last chapter of my fic, I see Damian as a double demi aka demisexual demiromantic. He ABSOLUTELY has to know and care about someone before he feels any kind of way about them. When the stars align perfectly, and he meets his perfect person (Colin Wilkes, if you were to ask for my opinion) he is one of the most loving, caring partners there is. Saying that though, when it comes to intimacies he needs to be invited. A longing look, a bitten lip, a come hither quirk of the finger, anything outward to show that his other half wants him in a carnal way. And I'd say more but I was actually planning to write a scene about that one day so...

Talia al Ghul: Don't hate me, but I see Talia very much as a straight woman, who's heart locks on and does not easily let go (for good or bad reasons). I don't know if she's had any trysts outside of Bruce that were serious and not a means to lure fools to their doom, but I struggle to see her falling for a woman (but maybe that's because I have no idea who she even gets shipped with regularly). While most see her as a dommy mommy, I actually don't. For some reason I see her being a mite submissive, maybe even a touch selfish in bed but not in a bad way. Talia is a very complex character for me as you can probably tell. But she IS an ally. There's no way something as dumb as sexuality or gender changes how she might look at a person. If she's going to kill you it has nothing to do with your identity.

Bruce Wayne: Bruce is some kinda polyromantic. Mostly because he needs the wiggle room, you know? He's very independent. He's also pan because I said so <3 We've all heard the legends of how he is in bed, what goes unsaid is that he is the living example of a switch. He's both the kitten princess who lures you into the sheets with just his eyes and the daddy that all the good boys and girls want to please.

Dick Grayson: Fun fact, I learned what an omnisexual is just this past Sunday. And I realized that was the identity I was trying to describe in my head for Dick for a long time. Unlike pansexuals whose attraction isn't effect by gender, omnisexuals are specifically attracted BECAUSE of gender. He wants the men, women, and enbys equally. And he's a very fun, silly lover. He will make you feel beautiful and satisfied, and then share a giggle about it~

Alfred Pennyworth: Ah Alfred, my aromantic king. Sure, he's had an intimate encounter or two, and no one will ever know anything about them. (I lowkey ship him with both the Waynes, Thomas and Martha as a set, but I don't see it being sexual, passionate kisses at the most). No relationship matters more to him than his duty to his family. Sure, occasional interest might turn his head for a minute, but his heart always brings him back home.

Tim Drake: I'm totally on board with bisexual Tim. And the idea that he doesn't know that until he's straight up asked out by a guy. And that's the through line, too. He. Is. Dense. As. Fuck. He starts feeling feelings for someone when they make it clear they like him first. In bed he's very excited, a bit clumsy in his enthusiasm, but he really enjoys mutual give and take. If you rock his socks, he rocks yours right back.

Stephanie Brown: Steph is for sure attracted to men, canonically at least, and I'd like to keep true to that. But she bonds with the girlies pretty well, so her being into women isn't impossible? Something tells me it would be more butch women then feminine women. So Imma say polysexual, attracted to some genders but not all. She's sweet and attentive in bed, doesn't need anything crazy to have a good time, but is down to play if the interest is there. Loves to tease her partners until they blush.

Colin Wilkes: Colin, my pansexual brother from another mother. I just get that feeling from him, what can I say? (mostly because we don't have enough of him in canon to say that's not true so) In my head he thinks all of Damian's family, and close friends too for some reason, are pretty. When he gets older, he realizes he's drawn to the lifestyle, and that's why they all have that something that catches his eye. As for in bed...he's a brat. He teases and bites and pinches and really just wants to be put in his place (which is to be picked up and/or thrown by Damian's big strong man muscles). Aftercare requires a lot of cuddles and kisses, and reassurances that he's loved, but he looks at his man like he hung the stars in the sky.

Jon Kent: Bisexual baby boy, obvi. Another case of my happily embracing canon. As for in bed, I see him being very, very shy. Happy, enjoying himself, and will loosen up as things go on, but shy and sweet.

Kon-el/Conner Kent: Is it insulting...if I call him a pansexual freak? The leather, the earring, the sunglasses? It just reads as sexually adventurous, which I love for all of us. Like listen, there is no way he is a fully straight man, let's not kid ourselves. Very much a top, and a dom, but you'll never hear a cruel word cross those lips. He can take you apart without ever having to tear you down.

[ohmylcve]

hey guyssss, so… i’m going through a lot. i’ve been filling up my agenda just so i wouldn’t have to face everything that’s going on in my life right now, but (of course) it backfired, and now i’m taking a proper look at everything that’s happening… and that includes rping. there are two things i’d like to say about that.

i feel like i’m losing myself in my threads. there are so many topics i want to write about, with different muses and all, but i’m forgetting it all, you know? i’ve been creating generalistic threads just so my muses would fit the rpc and stuff, but... i feel like i’m missing some threads for certain muses. so imma be working on a page for that: a page with the threads i want for these muses. and imma be looking for mutuals and non-mutuals to write them with me, as soon as i can.

that being said… i do love having lots of threads and stuff, but it’s been overwhelming for me, so i’m dropping a few and letting y’all know why, and whether or not i want to continue with the pairings.

i’ll be addressing all of my current threads, just so you all know where i stand regarding everything. i linked my last reply to all of them! so if it’s my turn, it’s probably because i haven’t seen your reply yet. you can always check the status here. i ask you to reply to this post within a month, just so i know what’s going on in your head too, okay? thanks for understanding, and please be patient with me. (also if you can't find your url, ctrl+f to find ooor send me a message!!) 💓

by the way, it’s totally okay if i said i wanna go on with a thread that you don’t want to. just let me know, okay? no problem at all for dropping threads here :)

@adollerina, i love marie. she's absolutely sweet... like everything skye wants but doesn’t think she deserves sldkghdsl. i'm keeping them, okay? let me know if that's what you want too. please reach out whenever you can :)

@ang3lmoans, you've been an angel to me ever since i came to this rpc. i don’t want to drop our threads, but i do want to develop jax and keith alongside other threads too. i looove our smuts, and i love how deeply our muses connect, so i definitely still wanna continue. but i was wondering if you’d like to have another ongoing thread for them. maybe even set after that day! as for howell and river, i was wondering if you’d be open to other threads for them. i wouldn’t be against it, but i do have this feeling they might just be a summer thing, after all. do you agree? where do you stand? please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@anunkindncss, i do appreciate your blog a lot. i love it when you vent about something, and i find you to be an interesting person, though you might not know i think that. we have rory and isabella going on, as well as max and layla. i’ll be dropping them, because i lost muse for the threads, okay? still, my muses are always open for you to pick, and for us to write. i’m quite interested in some of your muses, so if you’d ever like to write again, please hit me up. and oh, please read the indented message below!

@bloodrodeo, though i love trent and layla, i think i might be dropping them. there’s something about layla’s reaction that isn’t really interesting for me to write. i hope that’s okay! and please read the indented message below.

@breannasewell, i'm keeping our threads! bree and logan are so sweet, and i do think there's quite some room to develop them, just like maddie and carson, with her terror of attachment and his sweet, gentle soul. as for the other pairing we're still plotting, i'd just ask you to gimme some time to think, okay? just so i can organize myself and see if it fits. please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@celestialmuses, it's absurd how we started with one pairing that matched perfectly and now we have so many ongoing good ones!!! i love that. so, i'm keeping elio and willow, for clear reasons (sweethearts, i love elio); leia and julian too, i'm dying for them already and it's been like… two replies?; selene and aspyn… i'm thinking selene's someone i always wanted for aspyn. i love how honest she is, and how aspyn needs someone like her to understand her; buuut, unfortunately, i'm dropping stella and chloe (i'm sorry!); but i'd love to offer someone else for stella, if you'd like! please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@confusionism, i miss you! i don’t know if you’re away or something, but i really love your writing and i’d love to keep going with setareh and chloe. maybe we could start something new, though? what do you think? please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@dcymcres, i saw you were going through something, and because of that you haven’t replied. i hope life’s being kind to you, and that everything’s getting better, little by little. as for our threads, i’ll be dropping myungsoo and layla, because i haven’t been feeling layla recently — hope that’s okay (and please read the indented message below!). as for dj and chloe, i still want them. i hope you do too! we can definitely write another thread if you’d like that (i definitely would). please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@disapprove, i love daisy and nyx. the power, the boldness, the chemistry… i love it all. and i still want to keep going with them! do you want that too? also, you’re so FUN to talk to. i miss that. please reach out whenever you can.💓

@enchantedlives, for some reason i’m not feeling ben and nina. they’re absolutely sweet and she’s such a nice support for him — i know how much he needs it. but i’m just not feeling her, you know? so i’m dropping them, i’m sorry… and please read the indented message below.

@etvdes, how lovely is grey!!! they’re terrified and yet trusting kaia to take care of their feelings... i’m not quite sure if kaia will, because she can get messy with people’s feelings :p not because she wants to, but... it’s kinda who she is. i do hope she takes care of grey’s feelings!!! that being said, i still wanna keep them, if that’s what you want too. please reach out whenever you can, okay? just so i know if you still wanna go on with them. 💓

@everseens, logan and savannah are literally destroying my heart, and i love them. i still wanna keep going with them, do you too? please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@fadinglights, i was about to archive river as a muse when i posted that starter. your muse is one of the reasons why i didn’t archive him. thanks for that. i love your reply, i love anna, and i wanna keep going with river and anna. do you too? please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@karismatica, i was soooo wishing chloe would dump collin but HOW the hell do i love them? lskdghls thank you for corrupting my mind with the lovely asshole that collin is! i still wanna keep going with chloe and collin! do you want to too? please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@gcdwilling.... where to even begin? i love you. you’re such a good friend to me. i miss you, and part of the reason i’m writing this huge post is because i’ve been missing you — and because i feel like i’ve neglected you by keeping everything around without really dealing with it. so i’m sorry for that. still, i want you to know you’re in my heart. i’m keeping all of our threads! though i know it’s a lot, i think we’ve set a pretty nice pace for them all. i hope you feel that way too. ❣️

@gracland, i admire you from afar. i think you’re absolutely sweet and caring. we did have violet and keith ongoing, as well as conrad and nyx, and i’d like to know if you’re still interested in them. it’s completely alright if you’re not! i’m just saying that i think they have a really nice dynamic, and the fc fit is amazing. please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@heroexxs, i love your blog. when i joined the rpc, your blog was one of the first i checked out, and i was like “wow, i need to write with her.” and as i did… i mean… dani and chloe are so sweet??? i love their first interaction. i’m thinking about maybe writing another thread for them, or even chat threads on the online platform? all i know is i wanna keep going with them. maybe we could plot it out a bit, if you’d like! please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@hiddcnhorizcns, i absolutely love your writing. also, i know you’ve been feeling your pace for rping lately, and i’m really glad our stories were picked to keep going in a moment when you dropped everything else. i want to keep going with julian and maisie, as well as austin and nina, if that’s still what you want!! i can’t quite recall the last replies though. i think i’ve replied to all. did i? anyway, please reach out whenever you can! 💓

@idledwritings, i know our thread has like, two replies, but i’d like to drop it. i’m not feeling vali much lately, and i need to set some things up for her. so i’m dropping holden and vali, i hope that’s okay! please read the indented message below.

@immaculate-misconcepticn, thank you so so so much for letting me know you’re taking your time to reply, and thanks for making me part of it. i’m still here for alucard and kaia, and i hope you are too! i’m dropping aspyn and alucard though. please reach out whenever you can 💓

@impcrsonatcr, i don’t really know what happened with our thread for veronica and rowan, but somehow i wasn’t — and still am not — feeling rowan much. so i’m dropping the thread, i hope that’s okay! please read the indented message below.

@impcstcrsyndrcme, i’m once again dropping our threads, dear. i’m so so so sorry. maybe it’s writing in portuguese that’s not clicking with me, maybe it’s the different universe… or maybe something else. but anyway, i’d like to drop it all. i’m sorry.

@ivyheaven, ever since i was out of the rpc i used to follow your blog and read your stories and honestly i reeeeally like your muses and your writing!! i'd love to keep on going with ivette and lyanna, as well as gabriel and danielle! would you still like that too? please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@jawbrkrs, i’d love to go on with tommy and nyx! they have such a toxic dynamic, and i’m dying to see how it develops beyond the thread we have. i’d love to keep going with our current thread and start a new one, if you’re up for it. please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@jetaiimee, i’d love to go on with greg and danielle, as well as (especially) isabelle and xander!! i just finished watching white lotus recently and i’m obsessed with the fcs. do you still want to keep going too? please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@kingdomsbed, you're new here so sorry for the masterpost sldkghlsd still, i'd like to go on with dean and river if you'd like! do you? please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@legendaryl0stpieces, i’ve lost muse for both threads... sasha and aylin, as well as layla and brielle. so i’m dropping them. :((

@lilacheavns, you knooow i’m keeping them!!! love how they’re developing and bonding. love them. love the ideas we’ve plotted out for them, so yessss, seth and izzy are a yes!

@mndstom, i did lose muse for most of our threads, and for that i'm sorry! i’m dropping lydia and chloe, naeun and megara and logan and chaeyeong... still, i didn't lose muse for lydia and sage, would you like to go on with them? please reach out whenever you can! 💓

@muse-legion, i looove writing with you. the way your muses perceive the moment, feel it, and the way you write is amazing! i'm keeping all of our threads: mateo and nikki, harvey and nyx, and deniz and rylah.

@myxtorturedxheart, i'm not quite sure what happened with our thread of aspyn and riley, but stiiill, i'm dropping them!! please read the indented message below!!

@ofbookshelves, omg you're the sweetest. i love rae, and i love how many of my muses you like writing against!!! you keep on requesting them, and honestly, i adore it. even though we’ve got a lot of threads, i feel like we’ve found a pace that works for us — so yes, i’m keeping all of our threads!

@ofdisregard, i'm not sure if you've dropped our threads and i missed it, or if there's a reply i still owe you, but either way—i’d really love to know if you’re still interested in continuing riley and aylin (maybe on another thread tho?), as well as iris and keith! just reach out whenever you can. 💓

@onthepodiium, i've lost muse for vaughn and nyx, as well as nikki and damien... i'm sorry! please, read the indented post below, among other things, there i mention that we can always plot out sth new!

@plantcdroots, i mean UGH it's been just a few replies (for river and isa and also for maddie and santos) and........ so much drama, angst. they fit so well!! i still wanna go on with them. do you too? please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@reevezs, you're neeew here! sorry for the mess. you've replied to callie's starter aaand i'm just tagging you to let you know that i plan on going on with them! hope you do so too! 💓

@rosesonbreeze, hiya, sorry for the mess! you're new here too! so i'm just tagging to let you know that i'm going on with our thread. :))

@ruinedsoulsrp, hi love! i hope everything's alright with your little one, your husband and everything else. i'm keeping track of you, always reading your posts to make sure you're alright, so no rush here, alright? i'm keeping all of our threads, just so you know! let me know if you'd like to drop any of them okay? 💓

@seriallcver, hiya! you're new here too, so sorry for the mess lol. still! just letting you know i still wish to go on with nina and jamie. love him, his guts, his smile. love how he's teasing her :p

@spoiledrctten, we started out with kenzo and chloe and honestly, i LOVE kenzo, and i love their dynamic!! i'm keeping them, and i'd still like to keep jerry and keith as well. i did reply to micah with sienna, but i'm not sure you've seen it! anyway, let me know if you're still interested in writing all of them, please? 💓

@slumpcd, love love love nikki and lucien and i wanna go on with them!! i was just wondering if you'd like to plot sth out, like a new thread or something?? what do you think? please reach out whenever you can 💓

@synnshaus, i find our threads reeeeally dynamic and i do appreciate them a lot!!! i'm keeping mason and vali, as well as synn and layla (who replied last?), but i'm letting go of the others (cameron and megara; alphonse and nyx; alphonse and kaia), because i've lost muse for them :(

@thursdaygrl, i don't know if you've dropped our threads oor if i didn't see your replies, but i'd really like to go on with maren and keith, as well as ferris and maddie. do you too? please reach out whenever you can. 💓

@wastedtimcs, i’d still loooove to go on with caitlyn and miles. would you too? please reach out whenever you can!

(( hi, partner whose thread is being dropped. i'm sorry i'm dropping our threads, but i'd like to let you know that i'm doing this out of respect for you: it wouldn't be fair to you or your muse if i kept writing without inspiration. i do hope you understand. that doesn't mean i don't want more threads with you, okay?? please reach out if you'd like to write other things. i'm in a moment in which i'm setting some plot ideas for my muses and i might take some time to reply, but please, reach out if you'd like. i will respond as soon as possible. ))

[justabeatingheart]

IN PIECES ( sentence starters from the musical by joey contreras )

YOU NEVER KNOW

"You know, some of them scare me."

"Sometimes, it's easy to fall apart and run."

"I'm done with making excuses to say that I'm not the one."

"You never know until you take a step, maybe a leap."

"You never know until you make a choice."

"One little moment could change a day."

"You never know until you say hello."

"You never know how it's gonna be."

"I wanna give you my all."

ME AND MR. POPULARITY

"Me, surprisingly, I'm doing great."

"For me this is the closest thing to having a friend."

"Sometimes he waves to me on the street."

"That's only when there's no one in sight."

"It's fine, I understand my role."

BLOOM

"Unless you're regretting this whole date thing?"

"First dates are allowed to be awkward."

"Let's enjoy each other's company."

"I'm not tryna play games."

"You're charming. That's dangerous."

"Whoa, wait, so now I'm giving off serial killer vibes?"

"It's just dating can feel so high stakes."

"We could start getting a little bit closer, going beyond what's on paper."

"Unexpected life can happen when you make room."

"Keeping up the composure, but probably not for much longer."

"Being with you seems a little dangerous."

"Hit by a car right as we're finding love."

"I promise I'm not hearing wedding bells."

"I mean, we barely know each other."

OHIO

"I should have known it right away."

"I felt it when you walked inside the room."

"What is it you're doing to me?"

"I kind of have it all made up in my mind."

THIS IS NOT ME

"How are you today?"

"Deep down I feel that maybe we are real."

"I'm the one who's surviving."

LIKE YOU DON'T MISS ME

"Run and tell everyone how you've gone and moved on."

"Once upon a time you had my heart."

ANOTHER NEW YORK LOVE STORY

"There's too many people around."

"We kind of look like zombies."

"Why are we all here so late?"

"Part of me wants to thank you."

"Let's quickly get to the goodbyes."

"This city's full of you."

"Holding onto fear only makes me more insane."

"There are things I'd never tell you 'cause you wouldn't understand."

LOVE ME, LOVE ME NOT

"What you don't know is that I would do anything for you."

"Stop being so afraid to let our love become more."

"I won't let you down."

"You can think what you want."

"You don't see all I'm giving away."

"I'm asking for you to stay."

SINGIN' THE SAME LINE

"We did it again, let 'em back in."

"Why do we act like it's fine?"

"If we keep going back then they've won."

IN PIECES

"I can't keep skipping through this life."

"This won't last forever and our lives are only passing through."

"Could I be more than another person off your list to do?"

"Can we only love in pieces?"

"I'm tired of closing each chapter all on my own."

"A warm bed doesn't mean I'm not alone."

"I'm not saying I'm incomplete."

"How are we constantly just chasing a momentary high?"

"We all need a connection."

"I'm worth more than pieces."

FORK IN THE ROAD

"I'm having a hard time lately."

"Maybe it's because of you."

"I'm on a path that's changing."

[justsomedrawing]

Pls kinda lad, drop some operation robloxia bits... I'm starving 💔💔💔💔

HELLO ANON ! Sorry for the late response. I didn't exactly get your ask until now. I figured you wanted some facts, so i might as well just list a few things i've already mentioned in my twt account. Of course, most of this are mostly about Pre-O:R or stuff that aren't spoilers to the game

idk if this makes sense but Player *is* us. They are not a separate entity from us as the player, WE ARE THE PLAYER. I want to be able to let people have self inserts (in a way), which is why the player is not a separate character from you. Your choice in game is yours.

While the pre-o:r comics suggest that 1x sees Roblox as her grandpa (seen in Paranoid, this doodle, and Gift), this does not mean they're blood related. All of the admins and Roblox are not blood related despite being created by the same person, though some kind of became like this little found family. quick messy family tree i made an hour ago

Speaking of family; Shedletsky, MrDoombringer, and Matt Dusek sees eachother as brothers (again not blood related. I love found family in a sense HELP)

O:R Shedletsky and 1x have a healthy father daughter relationship. I can't say the same for Shed and Roblox or 1x and Roblox

Emmet's favorite flavor is cherry, second is cookies and cream (this goes for drinks, candy, ice cream, cake, etc.)

Emmet has a cat named Kitters and they are the thing keeping them together.

As a plum, Shedletsky likes to bite Roblox a lot.

Roblox doesn't know how to cook.

Builderman was forced to toughen up and take Shed's place after Shed left HQ, which is why he looks so tense in the og refsheet i made.

like the description of her refsheet, BrightEyes and Shedletsky is "divorced". Though, this is probably to cover up something else.

Assistant is a character that will appear alongside 1x I believe. She is created by my co director, @timeshift-playground :]

Every early admin has a trueform. After 2x2 merged with earth, the later admins are mortals granted god-like powers (demideity)

For those who don't know, RSA means Robloxia Secret Agency, and we are playing as an RSA agent !! RSA was created some time after Shed left HQ

007n7 is just a chill dude guys trust !

Speaking of 007n7, don't tell anyone but he is currently making more c00lkidds to add to his little army

I imagine the c00lkidds acting like lickers (heh Resident Evil mentioned)

Clockwork's true form is like, super tall. If you know G1 Optimus Prime, Clockwork's true form is as tall as that

Emmet is a huge fan of Clockwork, mainly because they are interested in gears and technology or something. Also huge robot fan heh

Yes the may madness gang will be in O:R. Timesy is the one writing them so for now I don't know their role, yet.

Emmet is actually my robloxsona! Originally they are a conspiracy theorist who got brainwashed into working under Roblox. After some VERY LONG re(d)write with the help of Timesy, I have far better lore for Emmet. I'd tell you their old lore was VERY MESSY

Operation: Robloxia was actually made out of spite, because I couldn't find a good game in Roblox that isn't a snooze fest and it pisses me off HELP. I always wanted more story focused games, which is why I'm currently developing O:R and doing the best I can !!

most of the agents stuff is inspired by Resident Evil, because I really love the game. The RSA was inspired by the BSAA. Spencer was inspired by Albert Wesker. Emmet was inspired by RE2 Leon S Kennedy. Most of the vibe I'm trying to give was inspired by RE itself lol

Click here to view the original threat on twt

THAT'S ALL FOR NOW !!

[coolgoodandfine]

found out about the rooster teeth shut down not too long ago, and honestly, it just fucking sucks.

i'm not the only one i've seen that it's been a while since i kept up with their stuff, and especially with the many controversies they've had, and the issues they've had getting their main series greenlit, it's not surprising that they're finally meeting their end.

it really and truly sucks that so many people have lost their jobs, and that the many projects they've worked on may end up lost because warner bros does not seem like the type to keep their stuff around.

i don't really know what else to say, but damn it's frustrating.

[vaguely-concerned]

there's this... idea/concept that keeps swirling around in my head of rook going down lethally injured in combat. and spite and lucanis as one voice going 'no. nope. nah. quite simply nuh-uh' but like on a level that reverberates through the real world and the fade because of their soul Situation, so when they wrap rook up in wings and arms and cradle them against them to just -- hold rook's soul in place in their body until emmrich can arrive with the emergency spirit healing of all time to anchor them safely back in the world of the living without the need for spite life support... it actually somehow works, and they're safe and awake and still breathing against lucanis' chest by the end of it all.

it's definitely a one-time trick lucanis has no fucking clue how he even pulled off afterwards, once the 'I can see the weave of the world' flow state has faded, and no one has any good explanation for how it could even be possible, outside of the fact that no spirit and person have ever been so completely and cleanly unified to one purpose before lol. but with rook still walking about safe and sound and already cracking bad jokes, i don't think anyone would particularly care

[airenyah]

Hey so do you know where I could find this acting manifesto of yours?

I usually try and avoid publicly expressing my opinion on things like this but I recently saw some people commenting negatively on his acting again and I’m starting to doubt my own judgement.

I’ve truly never had a huge problem with his acting but I keep seeing people using really harsh words to describe his prior and current work. I genuinely think he’s doing a good job in THK but these comments sometimes make me think I’m missing something.

That conflicts with the fact I know at least three people he worked with on THK specifically had positive things to say about his acting too and I trust people who do this for a living to know what they’re talking about for the most part.

I guess I’m just looking for your post to have a more detailed perspective of the opposite viewpoint to “he’s a terrible actor” to help affirm some of my thinking so I’m more confident in my positive opinion of his acting.

Overall though I’m enjoying everyone in this show but for me I’m specifically enjoying the four mains the most. Kudos to them honestly.

(Disclaimer: Obviously everyone is entitled to their opinion but the harshness of some of the opinions took me off guard a little.)

fuck these people. they don't know shit.

(mind you. this manifesto was written based on his performance in just star in my mind and hidden agenda. his 2024 shows weren't even out at that point. in fact, thk hadn't even been publicly announced yet. you can see from the start there is talent in this boy if you actually know what to look out for)

bonus: i rant some more in the last reblog

[cruisinforarubberman]

I'm gonna have to make a masterpost about this aren't I? XD Anyway:

I did Dick already, so let's discuss Tim and Steph! Not to mention my baby boy.

I'm totally on board with bisexual Tim. And the idea that he doesn't know that until he's straight up asked out by a guy. And that's the through line, too. He. Is. Dense. As. Fuck. He starts feeling feelings for someone when they make it clear they like him first. In bed he's very excited, a bit clumsy in his enthusiasm, but he really enjoys mutual give and take. If you rock his socks, he rocks yours right back.

Steph is for sure attracted to men, canonically at least, and I'd like to keep true to that. But she bonds with the girlies pretty well, so her being into women isn't impossible? Something tells me it would be more butch women then feminine women. So Imma say polysexual, attracted to some genders but not all. She's sweet and attentive in bed, doesn't need anything crazy to have a good time, but is down to play if the interest is there. Loves to tease her partners until they blush.

Last for this batch is Colin, by pansexual brother from another mother. I just get that feeling from him, what can I say? (mostly because we don't have enough of him in canon to say that's not true so) In my head he thinks all of Damian's family, and close friends too for some reason, are pretty. When he gets older he realizes he's drawn to the lifestyle, and that's why they all have that something that catches his eye. As for in bed...he's a brat. He teases and bites and pinches and really just wants to be put in his place (which is to be picked up and/or thrown by Damian's big strong man muscles). Aftercare requires a lot of cuddles and kisses, and reassurances that he's loved, but he looks at his man like he hung the stars in the sky.

ASK ME MORE. Don't worry about the Batfam part, if they're associated with them I'll come up with something.

Someone ask me about my headcanon sexualities for BatFam characters. It's pride month.