#magma cream

[banicraft]

Potion Ingredients

[bingo75]

collaboration with @gyroidroves

[evilgwrl]

I'll suck your dick for a long breeding kink Simon story (ily) 👉🏻👈🏻

i ❤️ breeding kinks and u anon

CW: BREEDING KINK, titty sucking, PIV (No protection, pls use this irl), oral sex (f receiving), praise, slight daddy kink?, cream pie, lactation kink kinda, orgasms yippee

There was something primal inside of Simon, an urge that simmered through him like magma, coiling into every vein and muscle with a need to be filled. It consumed him wholly, wracking his brain with images and thoughts.

Images and thoughts of you, full and round with his seed, his child.

Simon never knew he wanted a family, always content with the one he met on the field. That was until he met you. You were a ray of light, always cheery and smiling, so feminine and beautiful. He needed you, and that was enough, but he wanted more.

He had never approached it with you before, but he was always so careful in case it scared you away. It all began when you were waiting in line at the supermarket, a newborn straddled to his mother’s hips as it cooed at you, slobber dribbling down its mouth as its eyes crinkled with laughter.  You were so quick to smile back, waving with glee as you pulled funny faces, a chorus of laughter soon following from the little one.

It only got worse when you were on your period, raving on about how you sometimes wanted to be pregnant just to get rid of it temporarily.

But Simon believes it really struck him when you were fresh out of the shower, pushing your belly out for fun to look as though you were expecting. You turned to him with cheery eyes and simply asked, “Do you think I would look good pregnant?”

Now, it was all the Lieutenant could think of.

You were a doll, always rushing around for him after he returned home, begging him to relax as you tended to his needs. You would be such a good mother.

“You want me to run you a bath? Give you a massage?” You murmured, rubbing his shoulders as you sat on his lap, thick hands rubbing at your thighs.

Simon groaned in a pleasured tone, nodding, “Only if you join me, sweet’art.”

The bathroom was thick with lavender, small rocks of decedent salts melting in the heated water, clouds of steam fogging up the mirrors as the fan overworked. Your body moulded to his as the bath swished around you, gently rocking against your upper back as your hands wrapped around his shoulders.  

Calloused hands rubbed at your hips, kneading the flesh delicately as he rested his head into the crook of your neck, nuzzling into your scent with a deep sniff.

“Ain’ I the luckiest man alive to have someone like you, you’re always so good to me,” Simon mumbled, voice slightly muffled by his lips pressed against your skin.

Your hands found the back of his neck, pulling him away from you with a smile as you kissed him, “I missed you, Si.”

“I missed you too. And these,” he snorted, groping at your tits as you giggled, working your fingers through his hair.

His cock grazed against your pussy, nudging your slit as you adjusted on top of him, lifting yourself slightly as he brought a breast to his mouth. His teeth grazed against the fat enjoying the way your breath hicked as his tongue swiped your hardened nipple, your fingers gripping into his shoulder with a profound tightness.

Simon was quick to work his palm against the other, enjoying your subtle moans as he tugged at the nipple, drawing the other one into his mouth with a harsh suck. You were so complicit to him, rocking your hips as you ground against his aching cock.

The man was practically slurring against your tits, switching between nipples as he kneaded the flesh. His voice was quiet as he breathed against your skin, barely audible, “Need to fill these up with milk, makes me go crazy thinking about how sweet you would taste.”

Your ears were hazed over with arousal as you only grumbled out a ‘huh’ immediately melting as he began to lick at your chest again. Your breasts were covered in spit, nipples erect and sore as you whined into the steamy air.

Simon’s hands were heavy as he pulled away from you, tugging you into the air with ease as water dripped along the floor, leading a trail to your bed before you were plopped down, wet body squealing against the sheets. He was quick to spread your thighs, lapping in the way your pussy throbbed as he tickled you with kisses, peppering over stretch marks.

Two fingers were quick to spread you open, folds sticky with your slick before the hotness of his mouth sealed it with a layer of spit, suckling at your sensitive clit as Simon growled against your cunt. Your mouth was tingling with cries, prickles of pleasure settling against a sheer layer of sweat that soaked your skin.

Your body was entranced by his tongue, writhing every-time he focused on your nub, your own hands playing with your tits as you rocked against his wet muscle. “F-Fuck Si- just like that-“

You were so needy, so desperate for release as he worked against your movements, thighs closing around his head as he muffled sweet moans into your flesh.

“Tastes so fucking good,” he slurred, wrapping his arms around your thighs as he nestled in closer to your pussy. His cock was leaky with anticipation, moist with pre-cum, edging him closer and closer the more noise you made.

Your orgasm was fast, hitting you with ease as your back arched, thighs shaking as you came with a squeal. His tongue was rapid, licking at your juices like a madman as you moaned, attempting to push his relentless attack away.

Simon pulled away, chin drenched in both spit and arousal as he licked his lips, staring at you with unmistakable hunger. He was quick to work your legs open again, heavy cock hanging low as he tugged at it, pressing the angry tip against your clit.

“Need to fuck you, doll,” he spat, rubbing his pre into your squelching folds as you nodded. No matter how many times you took him, the burn always ached through you, working into your muscles as it coiled into a hot pit in your stomach.

His grunt was loud as he bottomed out, resting in the warmth of your pussy as you stared up at him with tear-streaked eyes, your mouth stuck in an ‘o’ shape. You were so full, cock rubbing against your gummy walls with every slight movement, already kissing your neglected cervix.

“Please move- please-“

He obeyed, pulling out before rocking back into you with a quick thrust. Simon moved your legs, holding them over his shoulder as he pounded into you with a relentless force, giddy on your fucked-out expressions, incoherent blurts leaving your pouty lips.

“Take me so fucking good baby, make me never want to leave. Need to cum in this fucking pussy.”

You clenched. Hard.

Simon paused slightly, staring down at your squinted eyes, hands rubbing at your pillowy tits before you relaxed again.

“You want me to cum in you? Fuck a baby into this pretty cunt, hm?”

You babbled out a yes, tugging at your tender nipples as he growled into the air. His pace was brutal now, desperate for release as you milked around his length, pants leaving your mouth in shallow breaths.

“Gonna look so fucking sexy pregnant- all full with my child. Gonna make me a Daddy? Gonna fuck you until it sticks. That’s it baby - keep sucking me in, just like that.”

Simon was feral, grunting into the air as he fucked his cock into your wailing mound, slick stringing down his full balls. Your screams were loud as your head tilted to the side, tongue lapping from your mouth as you mewled in the pleasure.

“You’re gonna be such a good mommy, aren’t you sweet’art? So fucking good- so fucking tight. Just need to breed this perfect pussy. All fucking mine.”

“Y-Yours, Simon. Please fill me up,” you said, voice cracking as you gripped onto his neck, pulling him flush against you into a mating press. Delicate fingers found your clit as you rubbed the wet bead, moaning against his mouth as he kissed you, an endless supply of adrenaline pumping through his body.

“You gonna give me as many kids as I want? Gonna keep you pregnant, so full and round with my babies. My perfect fucking girl.”

Your breath wedged in your throats as the coil grew in your stomach, sloppy motions rubbed against your clit as Simon fucked against your sweet spot.

“Milk my fucking cock, baby, that’s it- cum for Daddy.”

His words sent you into overdrive, your eyes rolling back as your noises halted, stuck in your oesophagus as your lungs jolted full of air. Simon was quick to follow, your clenches wrapping around his shaft as he came with a groan, hot spurts of come coating your walls as he gripped onto your neck.

The Lieutenant was reluctant to pull out, desperate to keep his seed inside of you, buried at the hilt. You whined at the loss of contact, thick cock leaving your aching mound with a huff as Simon rushed to the bathroom.

You melted into the sheets, gently stirring as he wiped your face and neck with a cool compress.

“Did so well for me,” he praised, rubbing at your cheek affectionately. You smiled, pressing a kiss to his wrist.

Thick loads leaked from your exposed cunt, a hiss leaving Simon’s throat before two fingers pushed his work back in.

This man meant what he said, he wasn’t stopping until it stuck. Until you were pregnant and forever his.

[nikibogwater]

Life-Saving Minecraft Tips that I almost never see anyone else using (am I just bad at the game...?)

Always carry a bucket of water in your hotbar, especially if you're going caving.

Keep a Warped Fungus handy when traversing the Nether. Hoglins can't attack you if you're standing near a Warped Fungus. I also like to keep a Flower Pot on me just in case I run into a pack of Hoglins somewhere I can't place the fungus directly on the ground.

Use potions. Idk if it's just the kinds of lets-players I watch or what, but I can't believe how many people are sleeping on these.

Night Vision for the Deep Dark (Nether Wart + Golden Carrot). Keeps you from waking up the Warden with a single careless torch placement, and also negates the Darkness effect if you activate a Shrieker.

Invisibility Potions for death runs back to your items (Night Vision Potion + Fermented Spider Eye)

Slow Falling for the Ender Dragon fight (Nether Wart + Phantom Membrane)

Fire Resistance negates like 85% of the danger in the Nether (Nether Wart + Magma Cream)

Adding some Redstone Dust to any potion will increase the duration of its effects to 8 minutes. Three max-duration potions will keep you covered for a little more than one full day-night cycle.

Wool blocks are soundproof (but carpets aren't 😕). Completely covering a Skulk Sensor or Chest with wool blocks before interacting with it will prevent chain reactions from other Sensors.

Set up a safe base with a bed at world spawn (usually around coordinates 0, 0) so that you don't have to sprint buck naked through the night if you lose your respawn point.

I actually like to put my main base near world spawn because I easily get disoriented when trying to navigate by coordinates alone, and it's much simpler for me to just follow a Compass back home (I think that's an exclusive-to-Niki problem tho. I've never heard of anyone else wanting to do this 😅).

This is only tangentially related, but I can remember a time when Zombies dropped Feathers instead of Rotten Flesh. You'd think I wouldn't die so often, having played this game for almost 13 years...

[jackobbit]

[WARNING FOR BRIGHT COLORS]

A wild Pikachu has appeared!

Sanii is from the GITM Au which belongs to @venomous-qwille !

[ID: A Magma drawing of Sanii from the Ghost in the Machine Au, he turns to look over his shoulder at the camera, a hand fan held open in his hand, in the upper left hand corner is a cursive signature that says ‘Sanii’ with the two i’s being dotted with a star and sun respectively. Sanii is an animatronic with a circular head and sun-like rays, he wears yellow tinted glasses, has red circles on his cheeks and wears a yellow shirt with a puffy sleeve covered in a repeating sun design. The background is a bright teal, with splotches of yellow, pink and a cream that fades into a grey-orange. /End ID]

[puffin-smoke]

Huxley has burn scars all over his wrist. Actually, it's more so his forearm. The skin is warped and discoloured; some of the flesh is a pale white, almost sickly, the rest a subdued pink. He has to put cream on it twice a day, once in the morning and once just before he goes to sleep.

Its in the shape of a hand.

Damien's hand.

When Huxley was dragged away by the shades during the Inversion, Damien grabbed his arm. He wrapped his hand around his forearm, his nails digged into the flesh, drawing blood. In that moment all his concentration and work and knowledge abandoned him, all those years of study and keeping a careful lid on his emotions were for nought. Because all he knew was the need to get Huxley back to him.

Its difficult to hear above the snarling shades and near constant screams, but Damien does. A hissing. Steam, rising in between his fingers.

For a moment his grip went limp. Red flesh peeked out from beneath his palm, bubbling like magma. Huxley was hauled away from him, even as Damien scrambled to regain both his grasp and his composure, painting burning fingerprints further across Huxley's arm.

Its been years since the Inversion, but Damien can still remember what it felt like. The power underneath his skin, the smell of burning flesh, the roaring in his ears. The complete and utter loss of control. His swears that would never happen again, that he would never let it happen again.

So he throws himself into his work. He refines each one his magics down to a fine point, until it becomes essentially an extension of himself. Its still not enough. It'd never be enough, and yet he works anyway.

It somehow gets worse after the confession. The reminder of how he failed is closer, nearer to the knuckle. Its there when he wakes up in Huxley's arms. Its in the way Huxley looks at him; gentle. With a kindness he doesn't believe he deserves.

But he will. One day. He hopes.

[a-brain-eating-amoeba]

magma is pretty cool

Totally didn’t just steal a dress design I made for something else entirely and draw Cream in it

[sketchy-noodles]

Beloved ash babies,,, The Basalt Delta Crows have finally arrived!!!

Guys I love them so much. They’re precious,,,

Transcription & Closeups Below:

(I know it’s mostly unnecessary at this point but I still find comfort in knowing that people can still read these posts even if they can’t read my handwriting XDD)

BASALT DELTA CROWS

A guide by: Philza Minecraft

Physical Notes:

Smallest of all Nether crows.

X-shaped feet for clinging to the sides of basalt spikes.

SUPER strong beaks and claws for burrowing.

Bodies & feathers are mostly fire-resistant because of the magma cream in their diets!

Filter smoke and toxins through beaks!

Behavioral Notes:

Friendliest of all Nether crows!

Nest in the sides of basalt walls/spikes

They diggy diggy hole!

Enjoy dust baths! (Ash baths???)

Diet:

Magma cream

Carrion

Etc.

Other Notes:

Covered in ash & soot 24/7

Strong, sharp beak!

Strong claws!

X-shaped feets

Ash particles!

NOTE: Powdery and covered in ash! Take caution when petting! You will get messy. You will sneeze.

[deviantly-inspired]

Dreamling concept

I absolutely love the 600 year slow burn to friendship and then wildfire romance that's in dreamling fics (it's IMMENSELY satisfying) but also, please consider:

after they finally (finally) become friends after 600 years they just... take their time, with romance. They spend years getting to know each other, genuinely, as friends. They don't know eachother, not really, until Dream has held Hob while he sobs over a loved one dying AND when he's seen Hob in his PJs eating ice cream out the pint because his students have stressed him out to the point of needing either ice cream or violence and Hob likes to think he chooses violence less often these days. And Hob doesn't really know Dream until he's heard that awful laugh, some unholy mix between braying donkey and the sound of magma shifting beneath the earth's crust OR until he's watched Dream scowl at the tele because they got to the last episode of "Game of Thrones" and Dream isn't any happier then anyone else is about a lot of those decisions.

And they spend days and weeks and years of being in one another's pockets. Choosing to come together again and again for a pint or a season binge or a silent supporting friend when the weight of living is a little harder. They earn each other's trust, and because they're both a little dense and maybe a lot more walking-wounded, the moment that each of them realizes that the other trusts them is, well, it's something that makes life worth living, for both of them.

Hob realizes Dream trusts him first, something small, something like Hob going to guide Dream out of the way and Dream just goes without any sort of hesitation. Not mountains or meteors could move Dream if he didn't want to, but he just goes to where Hob guides him out of the way so Hob can take the carrots out of the oven. It's enough to humble a man, and Hob might have a little cry over it later, in private, but for now he grins and tells Dream he has to try the carrots with the lamb, he hasn't lived until he's done so.

And Dream is a little slower to realize, I think. Because Hob is pretty open and friendly, it's a bit harder for Dream who's not so good with interacting with people face-to-face, to tell that Hob doesn't really get close to very many people for all that plenty seem to like him. There's a few exceptions, but even they are kept at a distinct distance. And it's maybe something small, like a small party or gathering of some of Hob's friends and it's late and folks are tipsy and Hob just kinda... dozes off against Dream. And Dream doesn't think anything of it, Hob does this quite often but Hob's other friends are immediately very surprised: Hob doesn't sleep in front of others, they explain. A relic from the war/traumatic past/whatever Hob's used to tell them. No matter how late or how tired or even how drunk he is, Hob would rather drive/bus/walk home then sleep where others can see him. You must be pretty special, one of them says. He even fell asleep on you like that: I've never seen him look so relaxed.

And I think that there's something beautiful about the slow, inescapable draw of it. It's like two meteors from opposite ends of the galaxy that have been on a collision course for eons. They both have moments of realizing that they're falling in love. They know it's going to happen, and the tension is slow and sweet and lovely. And there's no need to rush, because there's trust there too. Sometimes they'll meet gazes and they'll know, both of them, in that moment that they're in love. That, someday, what's growing between them is going to be a bloom unlike anything the universe has ever seen before. And they'll smile together and continue watching bad tv dramas or swapping gossip or sharing their pints and maybe their shoulders brush and their touches linger a bit longer that night but it's okay. There's no need to rush. They have forever after all.

And I think also that Dream is just a dramatic romantic enough of a bastard to confess to Hob on June 7, 2089 and i think Hob is just enough of a dramatic romantic to tell Dream that he certainly took his time.

I'm not late, am I, Dream will ask.

Of course not, Hob will laugh, you're exactly on time. We've plenty of it.

And in the Dreaming there will be a quiet warm breeze and gentle sunshowers as in the deepest heart of the dreaming a flower never before seen blooms awake. And in the waking two friends close the gap between them and talk about how Sally next door really needs to stop over watering her flowers she's going to drown the poor things, really.

And then they'll have the absolute longest courtship and engagement of anyone in the universe. There will be entire religions that will rise and fall before they get married. Pantheons will come into existence and be utterly dumbfounded when they're invited to Dream of the Endless and Hob Gadling weddings because weren't they already married? They've been together since the beginning of it all.

It's be great.

[sperobuilds]

Copy/Paste-able Minecraft Brew Guide

Since y'all seemed to like the Basic Brew Guide, how about one you can bring in-game with you?

(Ok the main thing the last one had going for it was prettiness and this one isn't but I tried)

(it looks funny now but don't worry - the beakers will turn into potion bottles)

P1

🧪 Basic Brew Guide 🧪 ------------------- Key . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2 Bases & Bottles . . . . 4 Simple Potions . . . . . 5 Enhancements . . . . . 7 Complex Potions . . . . 9

P2

Key ------------------- 🧪w = water bottle 🧪a = awkward potion 🧪[ ] = [ ] potion ⚗ = splash potion ☀ = gunpowder ✴ = redstone ✳ = glowstone

P3

Key - Cont. ------------------- ♅ = netherwart ♣ = rabbit paw ❄ = sugar ☽ = glistening melon ❦ = ferm. spider's eye ♭ = ghast tear ☉ = magma cream ☼ = pufferfish ^ = golden carrot ♯ = turtle shell ♮ = phantom membrane

P4

Bases & Bottles ------------------- Most potions require an awkward potion base: 🧪w + ♅ = 🧪a You can also add gunpowder to make it a splash potion: 🧪a + ☀ = ⚗

P5

Simple Potions ------------------- 🧪a + ♣ = 🧪leaping 🧪a + ❄ = 🧪swiftness 🧪a + ✳ = 🧪strength 🧪a + ☽ = 🧪healing 🧪a + ❦ = 🧪poison 🧪a + ♭ = 🧪regen.

P6

Simple Potions - Cont. ------------------- 🧪a + ☉ = 🧪fire res. 🧪a + ❄ = 🧪swiftness 🧪a + ☼ = 🧪w. breath 🧪a + ^ = 🧪darkvision 🧪a + ♯ = 🧪turtle 🧪a + ♮ = 🧪feather fall

P7

Enhancements ------------------- Extend time with ✴: 🧪 Poison 🧪 Swiftness/Slowness 🧪 Leaping 🧪 Strength/Weakness 🧪 Turtle 🧪 Nigiht Vision 🧪 Feather Falling 🧪 W. Breathing 🧪 Fire Resistance 🧪 Regeneration

P8

Enhancements - Cont. ------------------- Strengthen with ✳: 🧪 Poison 🧪 Swiftness/Slowness 🧪 Leaping 🧪 Strengt 🧪 Turtle 🧪 Regeneration 🧪 Healing/Harming

P9

Complex Potions ------------------- 🧪w + ❦ = 🧪weakness 🧪heal + ❦ = 🧪harm 🧪poison + ❦ = 🧪harm 🧪night + ❦ = 🧪invis. 🧪swift + ❦ = 🧪slow 🧪leap + ❦ = 🧪slow

[tellioari]

Sage dye, Sage, Aloe, Beard Moss and Zucchini!

Sage is a new herb found in warm biomes, which can be turned into sage dye. Similar to the lavender plant, it can be smoked and turned into an oil, which can be made into soap or a new lantern! It can also be combined with smoked lavender, bread and chicken to make stuffed chicken!

Aloe is a new uncommon desert plant. It can be used in place of magma cream to brew a potion of fire resistance, and when bonemealed sufficiently will sprout into a massive aloe plant!

Beard Moss is a new type of vine and lichen type block, found growing on oaks in swamp biomes! It can be harvested and turned into sage dye, or turned into a block of beard moss.

Zucchini is a new melon/pumpkin type crop block! It can be crafted into zucchini bread or zucchini fritters :3 Thanks to @zucchinibyday for the textures and models!!

[pngheavy]

From magma drawing session with theholeyness , @1071png / snoozaga , @zeparandfurfur , @akidachi , @josephinebrause & @seanoin (in the order of closeups) Holey drew twewy noises, and Megumi-Kratos outfit swaps, Ildi set up the large elf cafe, Zeparandfurfur drew the most on point mr Mew in Sho's coat and ice cream Beat, Aki drew new outfit for Veronica, Jozy painted the sea creatures and her OC Frey, Seanoin drew the super super cute Nagi nad Ramuda, and I drew more twewy, Hinata and Riku :)

[crigeartist]

Piglin headcannon stuff

This is a special interest not an English essay, if you comment on my spelling or sentence formulation I will blow you up with my mind.

Netherrack has different 'variants' depending on other substances its exposed to and mixes with. Netherrack near the lava oceans melt very slowly, (like, over thousands of years years slowly) which has caused them to condense into a sandstone like mineral that is much more fire resistant. It's darker in coloration (similar to that of nether brick) And a little more malleable than regular netherrack, its used a lot in heavy armor and shields as a result. The presence of different minerals also affect the features of netherrack. when near a lot of soul sand, netherrack will take on a noticeably paler shade of red, while being cold to the touch. it melts much easier and quicker than regular netherrack and is generally weaker than it too. however it makes good armour for piglins that are living in higher altitudes or near the lava oceans. Netherrack exposed to gravel will be deeper in hue. It will crumble like sand in one's hand. When mixed with magma cream it becomes a gooey almost wet clay like substance. hardening like clay when heated. It acts as an amazing insulator and thus is used a lot in making houses and layers within the bastions.

There is weather, kinda. Since the nether is another dimension entirely the laws of physics and gravity don't work quite the same. all this to say that, the lava oceans have 'tides' even without a celestial body to affect them. these lava tides affect the heat of nether. particularly, it affects the higher altitudes and the areas at sea (lava?) level. because heat rises, the more the lava pools raise the hotter those areas get, meanwhile valleys or depressions in the terrain retain relatively cooler and more stable temperatures throughout tide changes. There's a pattern to these tidal changes, most easily comparable to seasonal changes in the overworld over a longer period. high tide can last ~5 human months, low tide lasting ~6 and between the two is an 'unstable season' where it can change dramatically from high to low quickly. this lasts ~3 months

like other aquatic(?) animals, striders have a mating cycle. bi-yearly (once every time the tide cycles finish twice) a massive congregation of wild striders make their way to the highest elevation near a warped forest. they then spend the time grazing and mating for ~2 human weeks.

they have their own version of the aurora borealis during low tide. when the tide goes out, lots of ash, netherrack, blackstone, basalt etc. particles go into the air, raising with the temperatures until they reach the highest point they can. Its here in which the particles can interact more freely between each other. If they reach perfect temperature and conditions, a reaction will happen that will ignite some of the particles, causing fire to 'dance' around the sky. this fire will be a wide variety of colors depending on the contents of the mineral particles in the area. a lot of tribes call it something like 'dance of gods' with a lot of religious beliefs and rituals being connected to it. It can go by a wide verity of names depending on which group of pigfolk you ask

There are variations within the species depending on the climate or biome they live in. for piglins that are in valleys or farther from the lava lakes their fur will be shorter but thicker. the hair naturally keeps them cool and resistant to lava/fire with an oil it produces, kinda like ducks, without the need to be fire resistant, a lot of valley residing tribes have shorter hair since it just weights them down. It thickens to keep them warmer since they're not so close to the heat of lava lakes. they also tend to have darker, more spottier coloration to keep them blended in with the netherrack. Species near lava lakes have longer fur, particularly on the top of their heads, on their chins, and occasionally, top to middle of their backs. They're a lot more resistant to lava and bathe in it using magma cream to keep them xtra safe from burning alive. (like sunscreen but for showering) A lot of these tribes tie their longer fur into braids and fit gold rings on it. the style depends on the tribe that they belong from. Their colors are typically brighter and more smooth between the changes of fur color. this helps them blend in with the lava and bright surroundings. Their eyes are noticeably darker, ranging from brown, purple, to full black. The reason is to protect their vision from the harsh light from the lava. a lot of these piglins are larger and bulkier than the rest. the rare few tribes that make their homes within soul sand valleys or wastelands are a little shorter and thinner than the rest. With speed unaffected by the soul sand and eyes a soul-like blue. These piglins are typically not seen out of their enviornment and often used as the boogymen in stories of piglits so they don't wander off. These piglins can go pretty long without food or sleep within their own biome. outside of it though they get more sluggish and tired. Those who venture off outside of their biome take small jars of soul sand with them in necklaces as a sort of charm to keep them from getting these tiredness spells. Okay its 1:30 and I got class in six hours so this is all yall get for now Feel free to use and modify these for your fics if you ever wanna :D

[finrays]

Sometimes I think about Kyoshi moving an entire peninsula out into the ocean and as someone with an undergrad minor in Physical Geography, I go slightly insane.

So, basic plate tectonics review; we live on what's essentially a pool floatie raft that's sitting in a pool that's PACKED with other floaties. They move around and bump into each other, but most of the pool/planet is fluid. Unfortunately, giant slabs of rock aren't really as bouncy as pool floaties, and they tend to smash into each other and keep pushing instead of rebounding gracefully;

Which is how you get things like trenches, mountain ranges, etc. Continents are rooted to the plates; they don't float around on top of the water like ice cubes. It's solid all the way down to the parts where the rock gets hot enough to hit caramel-like consistency. Continental crust is lighter than oceanic crust, and tends to pop up when a continental plate and an oceanic plate collide, while oceanic crust is more dense, and tends to go down and crush into the mantle. When it's two of the same, the denser plate subducts.

So the Yokoya Peninsula would have been part of a tectonic plate... either in the middle of a plate, or on the boundary of one, it doesn't really matter.

Because Kyoshi either undercut the peninsula like an ice cream scoop and then connected the rock to the seafloor again, which would have been INSANE and left a big submerged plateau off the coast of the Earth Kingdom.

Or, in an INCREDIBLY MIND-BLOWING MOVE, she might have moved the entire tectonic plate. Considering we see magma in the show, which implies that she cut through the entire fucking lithosphere? It's not out of the question.

Look at those plates up there; you can see what would happen on each end of Kyoshi carving out a new tectonic plate and moving it the fuck out into the ocean. On the back end, nearest the Earth Kingdom, you'd have a new seafloor ridge, possibly with some volcanic activity, but with all that bending in play, she may have just put a plug in that. Or not... there might be a bunch of steaming vents there now. Sick.

On the other end, the place closer to the final spot she's moving the island to? You would have two oceanic plates crushing together and subducting.

Which creates something I'm calling the Kyoshi Trench; she could LITERALLY have gouged a deep hole into the seafloor by crushing the back edge of the new plate (which I will refer to as the Kyoshi Plate) into the adjacent one.

So Kyoshi didn't JUST make an island if this is what she did; she also made a new tectonic plate, a new seafloor spreading ridge, and what's possibly the Avatar world's version of the Marianas Trench.

tl;dr: Q U E E N S H I T

[moraxsthrone]

☙ PAIRING: ARATAKI ITTO x f!reader x KUKI SHINOBU

☙ WARNINGS/NOTES: nsfw. MDNI. threesome. shinobu's thighs. creampie. hhhhhhelp. i've been threatening the sisterwives with this for literal months. was doing her hangout earlier and it made me want to bite on a mouthful of her ass. i don't expect it to do well here but idgaf this is self-indulgent and satisfying.

you suck and flick your tongue over shinobu’s nipples while your oni boyfriend fucks her. he’s so big compared to her that his hands almost completely close around her waist as he pulls her into his hard thrusts. her slick little pussy lips look so tasty sucking on itto’s hard, fat cock. 

“ngaahh gonna fucking cum…” he groans, his hips stilling when he buries his throbbing length inside her. 

she moans at the feeling of her boss’s cock jerking against her swollen walls, spilling his hot cum inside her. when he’s spent, he pulls out slowly and your eyes widen at the delicious creampie he’s left in her pretty pussy. itto notices the way you're looking at her and pulls you closer.

“you wanna eat her pussy, baby?” he asks, voice thick and deep with lust.

“y-yeah…” your eyes dart to hers. “is that okay?”

"please, you're so cute," shinobu nods, spreading her strong thighs further open. “come eat my pussy...” 

you bite your lip and smile as you position yourself between her open legs. you can smell the scent of your boyfriend’s cum mixed with the distinct scent of her arousal. itto’s hands run up and down along your back and massage your ass as you lean down and wrap your hands around shinobu’s creamy thighs.

you start by kissing her puffy outer lips, your boyfriend’s cum oozing from her hole when you make her clench, lightly flicking the tip of your tongue just above her tight little asshole to catch it. dragging your flattened, cum-coated tongue back up to her folds, you close your mouth around her and start making out with her cunt. her hands are in your hair, subtly pushing and guiding your head to where she needs you most.

“mmfuck yeah…eating my pussy so good…” she praises, watching you through heavy-lidded violet eyes.

you dip your tongue into her hole, tasting more of itto as his essence gushes into your mouth. the combination of her flavor mixed with your boyfriend’s musk makes your pussy throb. her hips jerk and she hisses when you latch onto her hard little clit and start sucking, encouraging more of your oni’s semen to come out so you can slurp it up.

the sight turns itto on so much his cock doesn’t even get soft. he just nudges in behind you, cum still dripping from his slit. you’re already in the perfect position: ass up and head down between his deputy’s legs. wrapping his huge hands around your hips, itto lifts your ass in the air a little more so he can spread your cheeks apart and sink his dick inside you. 

he starts fucking you too hard, making it impossible to stay latched onto shinobu’s clit.

“itto, slow down...not so hard, baby.”

“no, it’s fine,” the girl breathes, her purple eyes darkened with pleasure. “watching him fuck you…knowing he’s fucking you with his cock still coated in my slick while you eat my pussy…nnfuuck~...so hot.”

her words make you moan against her and give in before sucking her into your mouth again.

itto grunts between thrusts, so turned on by the fact that his cock is lubed up with his own cum and shinobu’s cream and he’s fucking it all into you.

“nnnhh~yeah~” shinobu rolls her head back and lifts her hips up. you slide your free hand under her ass, gripping her thick ass cheek to aid her in riding your face. “gods, i’m so close, y/n. yesss, keep eating my pussy just like that…”

you take the liberty of pushing two of your fingers inside her gushing hole, making her squeal and squirm as itto groans behind you. his magma eyes flick between his slippery cock gliding in and out of your cunt, your face between shinobu’s thighs, and the blissed-out look on her face as you fuck her with your fingers and your tongue laps furiously at her clit - up and down, side to side. you know she’s getting closer, her walls closing in around your fingers. you curl them, feeling the unmistakable ridged pad of her g-spot and she’s all but writhing beneath you. at the same time, itto’s thrusts are getting sloppier and he’s starting to growl.

now wouldn’t it be something if they both came at the same time? itto filling you up with his thick cum while shinobu’s juices flow freely into your suckling mouth?

“hmmhn fuck, gonna make me cum~” shinobu barely gets the last word out when her body goes rigid and her walls contract around your drenched fingers.

for itto, it's too much - the mingling of your muffled moans with her pleading whimpers as you suck and slurp on her hard, swollen bud. he plows his hips into you hard, his nails pinching into your skin and making you whine against shinobu’s messy cunt. as she cries out you take a few more long hard pulls from her gushing clit, letting her fill your mouth with her sweet liquid.

“fuck, babygirl~” gasping from the overstim and petting your hair, the deputy pulls you off her cunt. “now it’s my turn.”

itto pulls out, his cum spilling out of you because there’s just so much. the oni flips you onto your back, and his second-in-command wastes no time pushing your knees back to suck her boss’s hot load from you. her tongue licks a stripe from your asshole and along your taint, catching the globs of oni seed that dribbles out of you when your pussy clenches for her. she pushes her fingers inside you, more of itto’s cum squishing out around them and she slurps that up too.

“ohhh shit, ‘nobu~" you keen as she sucks your swollen clit into her mouth and swirls her tongue around your tip. “Fuck, you eat pussy so good~”

itto kneels beside you, his knees spread apart as he touches his thick semi to the sight of his comrade eating his cum from your warm cunt. his cock is so wet with a mixture of liquids from all 3 of you that it makes a lewd sucking/slapping sound every time his fingers slide over his swollen cockhead.

“damn, that’s hot,” he pants as shinobu’s lips tugs on your clit, watching as she slips a third finger inside you and fucks you hard with her hand.

“Haa~ffuuuccckkk~” a fresh gush of your slick drips into shinobu's waiting palm, making her moan around your hard, pink bud. she’s giving it all she’s got, her whole body moving to eat your pussy right, grinding her own clit against the sheets below. your hands are in her lime hair, making her moan and pant against you as you ride her face.

“fuck yeah, that’s it. cum for me, y/n,” she breathes, breaking away just long enough to say the words.

she’s tugging relentlessly at your g-spot, sucking your soul from your clit as her own desire vibrates throughout. with each of your own breaths the intensity grows, the tingle becomes a burn, the ache begins to throb and you feel yourself release.

“ohh gods, yes, y/n…” itto pants, still stroking his cock, watching you squirt inside shinobu’s mouth as thick threads of white hot cum erupt from his pink slit, streaking your heaving tits and belly with his sticky nut.

[bad-traffic-smp-ideas]

Pet Life: every life players is linked to a pet at the first session (it can be a magma cream, a zombie, a wolf, a cat, a cow,etc...) that work like any other mobs, excepted they will NEVER attack the player they're linked too. Of course, for horses/donkeys/cats/wolves/parrots/etc... taming one is disabled on the server. If the pet of a player die, they directly fall to red. Also they're unable to eat something that isn't meat on that server, because otherwise they won't kill any mobs until they find theirs and that is harder for those with a passive mob XD

(Of course everyone has a different mob)

Etho's dishwasher......