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fairykingjing · 11 days

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Roronoa Zoro X F Reader- The Talk

Summary: Luffy overhears Zoro talking about a feast and barges in to join, only to find Zoro eating you out. He doesn’t understand what’s going on so you awkwardly have to explain it.

Warnings: 18+ some smut occurs. MDNI! Luffy catches reader and Zoro in the act, Luffy is clueless about oral sex, oral sex (f receiving), accidental exibitionism, praise kink

WC: idk, I’m writing this on mobile to see how it goes, so it won’t be super long. Apologies if the formatting is weird.

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You were spread out on the bed, Zoro between your legs going to town. He was eating you out like he hadn’t had a meal in weeks (he had in fact just eaten dinner an hour ago). His large hands held your thighs open to give him better access as he ran his tongue up and down your folds.

“Gods you taste so good for me,” he moaned. “Best meal I’ve ever had.” He continued to eat you out, praising how good you tasted, when the door suddenly swung open and Luffy barged in. You yelped and grabbed the blanket to cover yourself up as best as possible.

“Hey Zoro I heard you talking about a great meal and I had to come check it out! You hiding some meat in here?” He questioned.

“Luffy! Get out!” You yelled.

“Oh hey, you eating too?” He asked.

“Luffy, there’s no meat in here, if you’re still hungry go find Sanji,” you huffed.

“But I heard Zoro say-”

��Luffy, I’m not eating a regular meal, it’s different, and it’s private,” Zoro added. “You should leave.”

“What do you mean it’s not a regular meal?” Luffy pouted. “You said it was the best meal you ever had!”

Zoro sighed. He didn’t want to have to explain what was going on, but Luffy clearly wasn’t getting it, so he had no choice. He got up from the bed and made sure the door was pulled closed. “Luffy, do you not know what oral sex is?” He whispered.

“Uhh, not really. I’ve heard about it I think but it’s not something that interests me,” he answered.

Zoro sighed again. He did not need to be having a sex talk with his captain. But if he didn’t do it then who would? “Look, I’m not going into all the details, but you put your mouth on your partners genitals. Then you use your mouth and hands to make them cum. People call it ‘eating them out’ hence me referring to it as a meal,” Zoro explained.

“Oh,” Luffy said with a scrunched up face. “Does it actually taste that good?”

“It’s an acquired taste,” Zoro explained. “But one that I happen to enjoy.”

“You’re pretty weird, Zoro. I’m gonna go up to the deck and see what’s going on,” Luffy replied.

“That’s a good idea, Luffy,” you said. “And please don’t mention it to anyone.”

“Don’t worry! I’m great at keeping secrets!” Luffy exclaimed. With that he left quickly, shutting the door behind him.

“He’s gonna tell the whole ship,” you groaned.

“That’s Luffy for ya,” Zoro agreed. You started to get up off the bed, assuming the mood was ruined. But Zoro had other plans as he grabbed you and tossed you back to the bed. “Where the hell are you going, woman?” He growled.

“That kinda killed the mood don’t ya think?” You answered.

“Like hell it did! I’m finishing my meal,” he smirked. “Now, where were we?” You shivered as he put his hands to your thighs, glancing at your face for consent to continue.

At your nod, he pulled your legs apart and resumed his previous motions. He slowly licked up and down your folds, taking his time to savor your taste. He brought a hand up and slipped two fingers inside you, expertly working them in and curling them up to hit the spot he knew would have you finishing the quickest. His tongue found your clit and worked it in quick circles. You clenched around his fingers and your legs started to shake, indicating your closeness.

“That’s it, cum all over me, let me taste you,” he groaned.

As his words hit your ears, you came hard, gushing fluids out for him to lap up. Breathing heavily, you sat up and tried to move, but his hands held you in place firmly. “I’m not done yet. I said I was finishing my meal, and that doesn’t mean I’ll stop after one orgasm.”

You moaned at his words, realizing you’d be in for a long night.

#roronoa zoro x reader #zoro x reader #zoro x reader smut #x reader #smut #one piece x reader #roronoa zoro #one piece x reader smut

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mournivaldisco · 2 months

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Sanguinius and Horus being entirely normal about each other, a quote post

In roughly chronological order.

(LONG. Apologies for the terrible mobile formatting)

Mortarion’s primarch novel:

The two of them have been sent to find out what Mortarion is up to with his, uh, unconventional methods of compliance.

[Horus] grimaced and placed a hand on the Angel’s shoulder. ‘Our judgement must not be rushed, though. I understand the temptation. Believe me, I feel it too. That, I am convinced, is why our father sent us to meet with Mortarion. We can check each other’s first impulses without causing offence.’

‘You think we can check Mortarion’s too?’

[…]

‘I think it is good that we have our time to think about that before Mortarion arrives.’

Sanguinius smiled. ‘The better to check our first impulses?’

Horus smiled back. ‘I do think it’s best that we greet him calmly, don’t you?’

(No, I don’t know why this sounds like they are going to bang in the meantime.)

Mortarion is pissed off that the two of them in particular are there: Sanguinius and Horus were so close. Mortarion felt a bond with Horus, but he knew it was not as strong as the one that joined Horus to the Angel. He was facing a united front, whether or not the other two would admit it, even to themselves.

He has a point; they are basically finishing each other’s sentences during their cameo in this novel: [Mortarion:] ‘I have nothing to hide.’

‘We don’t mean to imply you do,’ said Horus.

‘It’s not your honesty that concerns us,’ said Sanguinius.

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The flashback to Melchior in Fear to Tread:

[Sanguinius]: ‘I must content myself with merely being the better warrior.’

‘Don’t make me pluck those wings,’ Horus retorted.

‘Perish the thought!’ said Sanguinius. ‘Without them I’d only be as handsome as you are.’

‘That would be tragic,’ Horus agreed.

(guys are you flirting right now)

They both express that they are sad they can’t spend more time together: ‘I confess I would relish the opportunity to share the battlefield with you again,’ Sanguinius went on. ‘And not just that. I miss our conversations.’

Horus’ frown deepened. ‘One day we will be done with all this […] Then we can talk and play regicide to our hearts’ content.’

Ohhh nooo

Horus Rising

When Sang first arrives on Murder: “[Horus] stepped forwards and embraced Sanguinius to his breast. No two primarchs were as close as the Warmaster and the Angel. They had barely been out of each other’s company since Sanguinius’ arrival.”

Horus is determined to go into battle personally on Murder. “Loken was sure that Sanguinius was the reason. Horus could not bring himself to stand by and watch his dearest brother go to war. Horus could not resist the temptation of fighting shoulder to shoulder with Sanguinius, as they had done in the old days.

Horus would not let himself be outshone, even by the one he loved most dearly.”

During a discussion about the interex: “Sanguinius said nothing. He allowed his Chapter Master to weigh in with the opinion of the Blood Angels, but kept his own considerable influence for Horus’ ears alone.”

Making each other giggle:

“[Horus:] ’And it seems my wisest option is to return to Terra and confront the Council on the issue of taxation.’

Sanguinius sniggered.”

The scene which comes immediately after the infamous ‘on his knees and not above a whisper’ moment, where Sanguinius appears in Horus’ chambers having eavesdropped on his conversation with Loken and Aximand. It gives very ‘I was just hanging out in my boyfriend’s bedroom in a robe, eating cherries, like ya do’ vibes.

“Sanguinius stood in an archway at the far end of the chamber, behind a veil of white silk. He had been listening. The Lord of Angels brushed the silk hanging aside, and stepped into the stateroom, the crests of his wings brushing the glossy material. He was dressed in a simple white robe, clasped at the waist with a girdle of gold links. He was eating fruit from a bowl.

Loken and Aximand stood up quickly.

‘Sit down,’ Sanguinius said. ‘My brother’s in the mood to open his heart, so you had better hear the truth.’

‘I don’t believe-‘ Horus began. Sanguinius scooped one of the small, red fruits from his bowl and threw it at Horus.

‘Tell them the rest,’ he sniggered.

Horus caught the thrown fruit, gazed at it, then bit into it. He wiped the juice off his chin with the back of his hand[…]

‘Sanguinius, my dear brother, is right, for Sanguinius has always been my conscience.’

Sanguinius shrugged, an odd gesture for a giant with furled wings.”

Loken’s POV:

“Two days earlier, Primarch Sanguinius had finally taken his leave and returned to Imperial territory with the Blood Angels contingents. Horus clearly hated to see him go, but it was a prudent move, and one Sanguinius had chosen to make simply to buy his brother more time with the interex.”

Later in Fear to Tread, Horus’ choice of messenger to Sang is… interesting:

An unnaturally tall female clad from head to foot in robes of a strange, sheer material […] beneath the shapeless robes she wore nothing else.

‘Horus Lupercal’s message is for his brother’s eyes only. The meme-blocks in my psyche and the telepathic codes holding my aura closed will only dissolve…’ She released a sigh, gazing dreamily at the primarch. ‘When we are alone.’

Sanguinius was like marble for the longest moment, his face unreadable.

[he agrees]

The primarch reached out and raised her chin with his fingertips, making her meet his gaze. ‘You’re a curious one,’ he offered. ‘What has made my brother send you to me, mamzel?’

‘I would not like to guess,’ she breathed, fingering a silver clasp upon her robes.

[…] ‘I am not divine, sayeth the angel.’ She reached out, daring to touch the trailing edge of his folded wings beneath the mail cloak.

To deliver the message, she of course has to strip off. I can only imagine Sang at this point thinking he has basically been sent a strip-o-gram.

The End and the Death. Ohhh boy. (I’m trying to avoid real plot spoilers so these are mostly out of context quotes)

Ways in which Horus describes Sang in this book, sometimes within a few pages:

Sanguinius, whom you’ve always loved

The beautiful Angel

He was the only other choice [for Warmaster]. Can I tell you a secret? He would have been my choice. I love all my brothers, but my love for Sanguinius is particular. […] You must meet him. He will take your breath away.

Back in the day, you adored him because you thought him fearlessly brave. But it was effortless back then. To see him now, fighting on despite his mortal dread of you, you understand that he has become fearfully brave. That is impressive. It makes you love him a little more.

He’s taunting you […] You thought he was better than that. You thought, in fact, that he was perfect. [It] makes him seem juvenile, and you don’t want to think of him that way. He’s Sanguinius. You’ve always loved him.

He’s got a little left. A little strength. A little speed. More than you expected. He deserves his fame. […] Oh, he’s good. Even now. Still trying.

The dreams were real. Your favourite brother should have heeded them.

He sees himself as the last good man standing. The last loyal son. The last bastion of noble valour, fighting to the death in his father’s name, refusing to submit. That’s why you love him. It is painfully heroic. It is the quintessence of what he is.

Before Sang finds Horus, A Character explains to him that ‘You don’t know if you want to [kill him], because it’s Horus.’ […] and that the pain he feels is not his wounds, but grief for the loss of Horus as he knew him. Sang says ‘I couldn’t see it. Now you say it, I do. I miss him very much. So very much.’

The same Character: ‘Join him? He’d love that. He loves you.’

Sooo as if that wasn’t heartbreaking enough -

Their first words to one another:

Horus: ‘Brother.’ […] My brother. My dear brother. I waited for you for so long. You have come, as I hoped you would. I have missed you. […] My heart is full that this is the choice you made.’

Sanguinius: ‘And my heart is full to see you again. […] Despite all that has taken place. I have mourned the loss of my brother Horus. I would not have let this monstrous war end without seeing you, with my own eyes, one last time.’

Horus tries to convince Sang to join him straight away. ‘Make a wise choice, my dear brother. I have longed for your company.’

When Sang declines: A single tear wells from his eye and trickles down his cheek. ‘Pity,’ he says.

Sang’s POV (a passage which has such Vibes that I immediately wrote a fic based on That Intimate Knowledge):

He knows Horus, just as he knows the Vengeful Spirit. He knows his brother’s secret levels and concealed flaws, because Horus taught them to him. In those far-off days before the shadow fell, Horus shared everything with his angel-brother. That intimate knowledge, granted without vanity or hesitation, has allowed Sanguinius to penetrate the most formidable flagship in the Imperium. It will also lead him to his brother’s heart.

Horus wanting to turn Sang to his side rather than kill him, against the wishes of the chaos gods:

You’re still holding back a little. He doesn’t have to die. When that instant of recognition finally hits him, you’ll give him one last chance to reconsider his position.

He will see, at the very last, the way things truly are. An epistemological revelation. Weeping in joy, he will beg you for forgiveness.

And you will, in your infinite mercy, grant it to him. It will be the greatest moment of his life, and the sweetest victory of yours.

At what point will he realise that everything he’s doing is utterly pointless? How beautiful will that moment of recognition be? You want to see that futility dawning in his eyes. Close up. Face to face. You want to smell it on his breath.

(calm down Horus)

Once futility has broken him, you will lift him up again. You will carry him to the throne you have prepared for him, and invite him to sit there and rest. He will have played his part, and done all he could. There’ll be no shame in saying yes to you then.

He is your favourite. Always has been. You want him with you, because that will mean something. […] To break him, to bend him to your will, now that’s a true triumph. The embodiment of Imperial loyalty, cowed at your feet, feeding from your hand, pledging his devotion. Look upon that, father.

(excuse me Horus but feeding from your hand???)

Sooo there we have the sheer vibes of the final fight featuring Horus constantly narrating how much he loves Sang. My face went through so many permutations of expressions while reading it for the first time.

#black library #horus heresy #sanguinius/horus

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cacodaemonia · 7 months

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I was telling some friends about how useful the archive feature on Tumblr is, so I went to find an old post I'd reblogged and added to a while back. I wanted to update a couple of things in my reblog of it, but I kept getting an error message about the original post's reblog settings, so I then discovered that reblogs have been turned off. :( Anyway, here's the OP if you want to check it out, and my addition, which I hope is useful to some folks:

I highly recommend using your Tumblr archive on desktop (or mobile browsers)! Without it, Tumblr is kind of a black hole that eats anything you share, and I would never be able to find things I've posted or reblogged.

For folks who don't know how tags work in your blog's archive, you can search for any tag you've ever used and the archive will show you all those posts and reblogs in a handy grid format. For example, if I want to see the fics I've recommended, broken down by month, I go to (remove the spaces after the periods):

cacodaemonia. tumblr. com/archive/tagged/fic rec

Once the page loads, the url will read 'fic%20rec' at the end, but you can enter tags normally when you're searching for them. In other words, use spaces and don't worry about the %20.

You can also use the archive with other people's blogs, assuming they have 'enable custom theme' toggled on under blog settings (there's some disagreement about this in the OP linked above - possibly, you can see anyone's archive if they have certain visibility settings toggled? idk). So if someone you follow uses consistent tags for their art, fics, gifs, meta, etc., you can use the same url format above—just replace my username with theirs, and 'fic recs' with whatever tags you want to search for.

This probably seems super basic for a lot of Tumblr users, but it's something I figured out on my own after ages of being frustrated with the site's 'search function,' so hopefully this will be helpful for people who don't know about the feature.

#tumblr #psa #archive #tumblr archive #fyi #tagging #tags #tumblr tags #hellsite #how to tumblr

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covid-safer-hotties · 28 days

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How COVID-19 might increase risk of memory loss and cognitive decline - Published Aug 7, 2024

Of all frightening ways that the SARS-COV-2 virus affects the body, one of the more insidious is the effect of COVID-19 on the brain.

It is now clear that many patients suffering from COVID-19 exhibit neurological symptoms, from loss of smell, to delirium, to an increased risk of stroke. There are also longer-lasting consequences for the brain, including myalgic encephalomyelitis /chronic fatigue syndrome and Guillain-Barre syndrome.

These effects may be caused by direct viral infection of brain tissue. But growing evidence suggests additional indirect actions triggered via the virus’s infection of epithelial cells and the cardiovascular system, or through the immune system and inflammation, contribute to lasting neurological changes after COVID-19.

I am a neuroscientist specializing in how memories are formed, the role of immune cells in the brain and how memory is persistently disrupted after illness and immune activation. As I survey the emerging scientific literature, my question is: Will there be a COVID-19-related wave of memory deficits, cognitive decline and dementia cases in the future?

The immune system and the brain Many of the symptoms we attribute to an infection are really due to the protective responses of the immune system. A runny nose during a cold is not a direct effect of the virus, but a result of the immune system’s response to the cold virus. This is also true when it comes to feeling sick. The general malaise, tiredness, fever and social withdrawal are caused by activation of specialized immune cells in the brain, called neuroimmune cells, and signals in the brain.

These changes in brain and behavior, although annoying for our everyday lives, are highly adaptive and immensely beneficial. By resting, you allow the energy-demanding immune response to do its thing. A fever makes the body less hospitable to viruses and increases the efficiency of the immune system. Social withdrawal may help decrease spread of the virus.

In addition to changing behavior and regulating physiological responses during illness, the specialized immune system in the brain also plays a number of other roles. It has recently become clear that the neuroimmune cells that sit at the connections between brain cells (synapses), which provide energy and minute quantities of inflammatory signals, are essential for normal memory formation.

Unfortunately, this also provides a way in which illnesses like COVID-19 can cause both acute neurological symptoms and long-lasting issues in the brain.

During illness and inflammation, the specialized immune cells in the brain become activated, spewing vast quantities of inflammatory signals, and modifying how they communicate with neurons. For one type of cell, microglia, this means changing shape, withdrawing the spindly arms and becoming blobby, mobile cells that envelop potential pathogens or cell debris in their path. But, in doing so, they also destroy and eat the neuronal connections that are so important for memory storage.

Another type of neuroimmune cell called an astrocyte, typically wraps around the connection between neurons during illness-evoked activation and dumps inflammatory signals on these junctions, effectively preventing the changes in connections between neurons that store memories.

Because COVID-19 involves a massive release of inflammatory signals, the impact of this disease on memory is particularly interesting to me. That is because there are both short-term effects on cognition (delirium), and the potential for long-lasting changes in memory, attention and cognition. There is also an increased risk for cognitive decline and dementia, including Alzheimer’s disease, during aging.

How does inflammation exert long-lasting effects on memory? If activation of neuroimmune cells is limited to the duration of the illness, then how can inflammation cause long-lasting memory deficits or increase the risk of cognitive decline?

Both the brain and the immune system have specifically evolved to change as a consequence of experience, in order to neutralize danger and maximize survival. In the brain, changes in connections between neurons allows us to store memories and rapidly change behavior to escape threat, or seek food or social opportunities. The immune system has evolved to fine-tune the inflammatory response and antibody production against previously encountered pathogens.

Yet long-lasting changes in the brain after illness are also closely linked to increased risk for age-related cognitive decline and Alzheimer’s disease. The disruptive and destructive actions of neuroimmune cells and inflammatory signaling can permanently impair memory. This can occur through permanent damage to the neuronal connections or neurons themselves and also via more subtle changes in how neurons function.

The potential connection between COVID-19 and persistent effects on memory are based on observations of other illnesses. For example, many patients who recover from heart attack or bypass surgery report lasting cognitive deficits that become exaggerated during aging.

Another major illness with a similar cognitive complications is sepsis – multi-organ dysfunction triggered by inflammation. In animal models of these diseases, we also see impairments of memory, and changes in neuroimmune and neuronal function that persist weeks and months after illness.

[You’re too busy to read everything. We get it. That’s why we’ve got a weekly newsletter. Sign up for good Sunday reading. ]

Even mild inflammation, including chronic stress, are now recognized as risk factors for dementias and cognitive decline during aging.

In my own laboratory, I and my colleagues have also observed that even without bacterial or viral infection, triggering inflammatory signaling over a short-term period results in long-lasting changes in neuronal function in memory-related brain regions and memory impairments.

Does COVID-19 increase risk for cognitive decline? It will be many years before we know whether the COVID-19 infection causes an increased risk for cognitive decline or Alzheimer’s disease. But this risk may be decreased or mitigated through prevention and treatment of COVID-19.

Prevention and treatment both rely on the ability to decrease the severity and duration of illness and inflammation. Intriguingly, very new research suggests that common vaccines, including the flu shot and pneumonia vaccines, may reduce risk for Alzheimer’s.

Additionally, several emerging treatments for COVID-19 are drugs that suppress excessive immune activation and inflammatory state. Potentially, these treatments will also reduce the impact of inflammation on the brain, and decrease the impact on long-term brain health.

COVID-19 will continue to impact health and well-being long after the pandemic is over. As such, it will be critical to continue to assess the effects of COVID-19 illness in vulnerability to later cognitive decline and dementias.

In doing so, researchers will likely gain critical new insight into the role of inflammation across the life-span in age-related cognitive decline. This will aid in the development of more effective strategies for prevention and treatment of these debilitating illnesses.

#covid #mask up #pandemic #covid 19 #wear a mask #coronavirus #sars cov 2 #public health #still coviding #wear a respirator #long covid

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argumentativeaxolotl · 6 months

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Hello again! Could I make a request? I would like you to write headcanons about lightning being that young racing driver in the modern world, I don't know why, I can only think of the fact that he spends a lot of time playing mini games on his cell phone lol. You could add doc too, I love the dynamic

I love this! I gotchu! I’ll likely add more later down the line too if I can think of any!

“Modern” Cars(Humanized?) Headcanons!

- Lightning is 100% an iPad kid and nobody can tell me otherwise

- He would 100% be the Gen Z racer 😭:

“McQueen! McQueen do you have anything to say after you won today’s race?!”

“I’m standing on business.”

“…what?”

- Doc keeps a book of slang because he can’t understand what the fuck Lightning’s saying half the time 😭

- Lightning will doom-scroll all day if you let him

- he needs to have something playing on his phone or he needs to watch something in order to eat

- I feel like he’d livestream on Instagram while he’s racing and make some dumb commentary

- He 100% makes Twitter posts bashing Chick Hicks and Francesco Bernoulli

- He has an extremely popular YouTube channel

- He did an apology video(one “Logan Paul” styled one for PR and one genuine one after Radiator Springs)

- His favorite mobile games include: Fruit Ninja, Temple Run, Candy Crush, and Plants Vs. Zombies

- Doc actually insists Lightning play Candy Crush and Fruit Ninja since 1) Candy Crush is Doc’s favorite and 2) Fruit Ninja could help with Lightning’s hand-eye coordination

- He 100% bullies people on Roblox and goes into those Roleplay games to become “pretty princess / don’t touch my tail / weird kid / cute but doesn’t know it” type shit because he finds it hilarious(me too)

- He 100% downvotes other players in the fashion games so he can get a perfect score

- Lightning sits in the weirdest fucking positions when he’s engrossed in his little phone games. Like he’ll be broken into a croissant in the back seat while playing PvZ. Doc one time found him scrunched up in a small corner of the room, on his stomach, with his legs over his head and pressed into the wall in a giant L-formation while watching YouTube

- He’s really, really, really bad at Mario Kart

- Lightning and Mater will play games on call over Discord

- Lightning doesn’t know shit about technology, but whenever Doc needs help with something involving a game console or his phone or a game or something of the like, Lightning will always somehow know how to fix it or beat the level or whatever

- He’s an Apple user and does not fuck with any other brand for phones(he hates Apple computers tho)

- He 100% buys and uses all the phone cases of his merch(including the knock-off ones)

- Doc is a boomer and Lightning always has to help him set things up on phones

- Lightning has spent 107 hours on the Olive Garden app

#cars 2006 #cars 1 #humanized cars #human lightning mcqueen #humanization #lightning mcqueen #doc hudson #cars headcanons #headcannons #lightning mcqueen headcanon #sillyposting #tow mater

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the-s1lly-corner · 7 months

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Do you still write for creepypasta? If so can I ask for prompts 14 and 2 for eyeless jack :>?

Prompts 2 and 14 for Eyeless Jack

I hope you guys dont mind me swapping to my paragraph format from my bullet point format; still stuck on mobile and that feels it'll be easier on my brain and eyes I think

And woo!! First CRP request for this!

Written on mobile

SICK:

Hes the one taking care of you. Being a weird fucked up cursed monster, I dont actually know if he still gets sick. At least from human viruses. He might be a little ticked off if what got you sick could have been prevented. Staying out in the cold rain, eating food that was DEFINITELY past it's time, things like that. He's still going to take care of you, of course, watching over you in your home. Hes biting back an "I told you so" while he spoon feeds you some soup. He'll stay for as long as you're bed ridden, and for a while after to make sure you're fully recovered. He keeps the place clean while you're in bed so you dont have to deal with the mess when you're better.

BREAK UP:

And he will probably be the one the initiate the breakup. He loves you more than anything, but he knows if he lets you be by his side hes going to drag you down with him or worse. He wants you to be able to have a normal life, too, especially if you're just some normal person outside of dating jack. He might seem distant and cold while trying to push you away, and telling you to stay away from him. But inside his organs feel like twisting thorns. Still, he keeps up the false charade that hes not hurt; and he keeps it up until he knows you're out of sight and ear shot. It wasnt an easy decision, not at all, but if it means you get to be safe then so be it. Jack sinks deeper into his whole hermit thing, more than ever before

#creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta imagine #eyeless jack imagine #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack headcanon #eyeless jack x you

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explorevenus · 1 year

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Feeling absolutely devastated because of uni and grades all I’d want is the Leon that you write shower me in love and reassuring words :((((

awww honey :(

i’m so sorry you’re having a hard time. it means a lot to me that something i’ve written has brought you comfort during a tough time.

here’s a blurb to hopefully cheer u up ;~; it’s not specific to either canon!leon or yandere!leon, it can be read as either 💗

(writing this on mobile so i’m sorry if the formatting is shit)

leon had been away on assignment for a few days— the timing couldn’t have possibly been more inopportune. not only was he already apprehensive about leaving you to your own devices for any length of time due to pure paranoia, but you were currently being crushed under the weight of finals season.

you were barely sleeping, barely eating, barely blinking. you weren’t as gracious with yourself as he wished you’d be— you hardly allowed yourself any breaks despite how obvious it was that you’d needed one. on one hand, he understands. leon has always been one to absorb himself in his work that way. but you? he could hardly stomach watching you fold in on yourself more and more as the weeks dragged on.

still, duty calls, so away he went.

leon returned home on the cusp of 4 am and was pained to see the dull light of your laptop screen shining through the bedroom window. he didn’t even bother taking his bags out of the car as he headed inside and up the stairs to check on you.

you were practically right where he’d left you days ago, hunched over your laptop at your desk, hair thrown carelessly into a claw clip hanging loose at the nape of your neck, bundled up in one of his old hoodies that swallowed your body whole. you had your forehead rested on the desk before you— he almost thought you were sleeping until he heard a soft hiccup followed by a sniffle.

you were crying.

“oh, sweetheart…” he gasped, approaching you gently so as not to spook you. leon wasn’t even sure if you’d noticed him yet. “what’s the matter? why are you still awake?” he asked, resting a hand on your shoulder, feeling your body quiver beneath his touch as you sobbed.

you peeked your head up to look at him, bleary eyes shot red and overflowing with fat tears. your bottom lip wobbled as you drank in the sight of him, clearly trying to find the words to describe your situation, but once you did, it was like you’d unleashed a rushing waterfall of word vomit that you’d clearly been stewing on since he’d left.

“i put everything i had into this essay, i’ve barely slept, i studied the material until it was printed on the backs of my eyelids and my professor won’t accept it because i turned it in one minute after midnight,” you rambled, pausing to inhale a breath before you continued, “it’s ridiculous and unfair and now i’m gonna have to retake the entire course over one stupid essay, one fucking minute. and now my gpa is probably fucked too and i don’t know what to do because i tried talking to him and he won’t hear it, he won’t give me an extension, and i’m still not even done because i have another final due at 6 pm tomorrow—“

leon listened carefully, occasionally wiping away your tears as he tried to follow your rant. you were firing off so quick he wasn’t sure you were breathing.

“okay, hey, hey… shh… come here,” he interrupted you, opening his arms to draw you out of your chair and into his embrace. you clearly hesitated but ultimately gave in, in sore need of comfort. you couldn’t stop crying, soaking his shirt with tears as you curled into his arms and bawled. he rubbed your back, pressing soft kisses against the crown of your head.

“i-i don’t have time to take a break,” you wept, though you were still clutching him like you’d die if you let go. “i need to finish this paper…”

leon shook his head, tightening his arms around you. “no, sweetheart, you need to take a breather, okay? there’s no way you’re getting that paper done until you relax. everything’s going to be fine, i promise. i’ll make sure of it.”

he rocked you back and forth in his arms as you cried, wishing he had the power to just award you your degree himself. you had been so excited when you first began higher education and it pained him to see how much of a toll it had taken on you over the months.

after a while your hiccups and sobs had subsided and he was prepared to help you back to your desk… that is until he realized you were finally sleeping. he didn’t have the heart to wake you, and it was evident you needed a nap anyway.

instead he helped you over to the bed, tucking you under the plush covers with a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“you’re gonna be just fine, pretty girl,” he whispered, although he was doubtful you were conscious enough to hear him. “just get some rest.”

leon made sure to set an alarm for you that would hopefully give you enough time to rest and finish your paper before it was due.

exhausted from his assignment, leon snuggled in next to you and pulled you into his arms, drifting off alongside you in minutes.

your education could wait— your well-being could not.

#goddess on the mountain top #venustext #flufftext #resident evil #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #yandere!leon kennedy #yandere!leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy fluff

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xiao-come-home · 2 years

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Genshin men's favorite part of your body;

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✰ Characters: Diluc, Kaeya, Xiao, Zhongli, Ayato, Itto, Alhaitham, Dainsleif, Thoma.

✰ Words: 2,6k.

✰ N/SFW blurbs, fem!reader. MINORS, AGELESS AND BLANK BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. Warnings below.

Warning: mentions of lingerie, public groping kinda, implied fucking in the bathroom, itto needs a leash, nipple sucking, reader touching themselves for a character, neck kisses, marking, cock kissing, thigh fucking, pussy eating and grinding, msg me to add more.

A/N: i tried to make it chrismas-y but failed and horny took over at the end. (fingerg/uns). mobile formatting has failed me.

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Kaeya:

i think we all agree that he's an ass man. he'll stare at your ass with no shame whatsoever, even if he's caught. "that's a whole buffet right there, babe," he says, as he slaps your ass and giggles. speaking of, he always has to keep a hand on your ass if he's drinking in a bar - it just gently rests in the back pocket of your jeans. might actually cum a bucket if you reverse cow-girl him, and the said position gives him a bit of contemplation, whether he wants to rip your panties apart or leave them, hmm, it's the third one this week, but you won't mind, right? Kaeya is surely big on lingerie, and if you combine it with his obsession with ass - especially one that defines your cheeks - you might want to take a day off.. oh! also, he'll purposely drop ANYTHING to make you bend down.

the cavalry captain observes you as you hastily serve drinks in Angel's Share - you've promised Diluc to help during the Christmas party that the tavern runs every year. his sapphire eyes follow your figure right and left, as he finishes yet another shot of the holiday special - glaring at the drunkards that blatantly stare at your adorable, Santas-adorned skirt, which seemed way too short for this type of celebration. feeling his patience running out, he stands up from his seat and approaches you, wrapping his hands around your waist and bringing you closer. "oh my, who do we have here?" kaeya giggles, pushing one, lonely strand of hair behind your ear, "why must you tease me so much, snowflake? and during christmas, out of all holidays?" he pouts, the hand sliding from your waist to grab a handful of your plush ass roughly. feeling his breath closer and closer and his fingers slipping past your panties, a certain redhead attempts to de-escalate the situation, nudging his brother with an elbow and nodding his head - red eyes focused on the bathroom, "don't make too much noise."

Ayato:

this man is a LEG MAN and I do not accept anything else. His brain starts acting up as soon as you wear heels, show your legs or thighs in any way, just seeing how that thigh highs hug you so, so perfectly, he feels his cock twitch in his pants. Expect many secret leg touches under kotatsu or tables, to have you, his pretty wife all dolled up next to him during the important meetings, being the obedient little one and trying not to moan, as his hand plays a dangerous game near your core. Nothing works to make him pay attention to other parts of your body, say - you're wearing booty shorts? Oh, but would you look at how your legs seem way longer and more delicious? He's absolutely going to devour and worship your legs, even if you're wearing an innocent Santa costume with long, red dress. He's obsessed about buying you cute tights, thigh highs, especially on occasions like holidays - candy cane themed, raindeers, snowflakes - everything he lays his eyes on is going to your shared closet.

"Go ahead, love - try them on for me. Good, now sit on my lap," Ayato's eyes wander to your legs, eyeing them in their entirety, up from the thighs, all the way down to your ankles before you come closer, slowly riding up your crimson skirt, "We need to try them out, right?" His hand caresses your knee softly, the delicate material of the white tights decorated with gingerbread men feels too good against his palm, almost too good, but you can't miss his wide pupils and how his lower lip disappears between his teeth. not long after, you find yourself sprawled on the bed, your cunt clenching around his dick; ayato pounds into you while your legs are pressed to his chest and shoulders, kneading your breasts delicately.

Itto:

the one and oni could never fully decide - that's why he settled down with breasts and tummy. no matter what, if you wear a revealing t-shirt or dress, there is no way to prevent his eyes from shamelessly staring at your chest for at least solid 5 minutes. Itto never pressures you to wear something for him (that'd be a bit hypocritical lol), but if you decide to tease him - if your chest is on the bigger side and the oni notices the way your breasts are pressed together, it takes him (pinching hand emoji) this close to ripping the clothing off and start marking your tits with love bites. BUT! if you're on the smaller side - he absolutely doesn't mind! he actuallly encourages you to go braless! totally not because whenever he catches a glimpse of your hardened nipples, he's immediately about to start sucking on them, regardless if he's in public or not.. his fixation on your nipples might one day get him in trouble.

as you adjust the tinsel above the crackling fireplace, you feel large hands envelop your stomach - someone familiar approaches you from behind, "that's a nice sweater you have, lil bug," itto's massive palms rub your tummy gently, only to swiftly go under the warm, green knitwear with a snowman and graze your bare skin with his claws, "but there's somethin' about it," he bends down and latches his lips on your neck, sucking bruises and soothing them with his tongue. his hands make his way up to your bra, cutting the material in half with his sharp, inky nail, "it's in the goddamn way."

Xiao:

the yaksha has taken a strong liking to your hands, preferably bare, hungry for skin-to-skin contact after so many years of facing loneliness. though, each time his golden eyes follow your hand movements, even innocent ones - sinful thoughts begin to flood his mind - how your pretty hands stroke his cock each time you get intimate, the way your hands get lost in his hair when your tongues dance together. xiao's breath hitches in his throat as he watches your palm slide down his chest to get under his tight shirt, only to slide back up and tease his hard pe-- he shakes his head and sighs in defeat, clutching the jade spear. either way, there's no doubt xiao will become putty in your grasp as soon as you brush your thumb over his lower lip.

liyue has finally welcomed winter - the snow has fallen, along with the temperature. the frost clings tightly to the window, but xiao - he finds himself getting hotter and hotter with every minute that passes. he swallows harshly, observing you naked before him, lying on the bed with your legs spread - you tease him by gliding your hand over your breasts. xiao grips the sheets tightly as soon as you pinch one of your nipples and moan his name; his eyes immediately fall onto your wet pussy, malachite brows furrowing at the sight of your glistening folds. he watches as your hands roam around your body sensually touching yourself, the fairy lights reflecting various colors in your eyes... he's patient, but seeing you play lazily with your clit, smearing your juices all over your slit and finally, finally inserting them inside you seems like he cannot wait any longer.

Diluc:

he's truly addicted to your neck and will not deny it. i don't just mean only intimate sessions, no - he's so crazy about it, that to him neck kisses are the equivalent of cheek kisses. when you greet him, you don't turn your cheek to him, you tilt your head to the side only to feel his warm lips on your neck and vermilion hair tickling your shoulder. if diluc doesn't make new love bites, he absolutely presses gentle, wet kisses onto the already-existing ones, letting out quiet whimpers from time to time. he waits (im)patiently for them to heal, only to feel his mouth water at the sight of your now clean neck, staring at it for a bit too long and replaying the previous sessions of marking you in his mind. diluc goes overboard sometimes - and the only way to physically stop him from locking his lips on your neck is to wear turtlenecks.

the glass squeaks slightly as you carefully polish it with a cloth - it's currently rush hour at Angel's Share - the Christmas special sold out almost immediately, and the tavern is filled with loud laughs, chatter, and occasional yelling. you see Kaeya leaving his seat with a prominent blush and a slight scowl on his face, walking towards the new staff member. you shrug it off, picking up his empty shot glass to begin cleaning it, but the sudden hug from behind and the weight on your shoulder stop you. "it's cold today, isn't it?" diluc smirks and nuzzles into your neck - or rather the material that covers it - one of his hands travel to tug it down, to give him the access to the forbidden fruit he's been dying to bite since you arrived. his lips pepper small kisses on your hickeys, almost apologetically; you feel him push himself on you more, locking you between him and the counter. diluc's tongue traces the bruises he's made a few days prior, leaving a wet track of saliva and trying badly not to let out the moan he's been holding. "diluc," you say his name silently, earning only a hum from him, "your brother is about to have sex on that table."

Alhaitham:

he was the only one to genuinely and quite nonchalantly admit that your lips are his favorite, and then went back to casually reading his book. it makes sense now - all the subtle glances at your lips whenever you are near him, always kissing away the tiny bits of food stuck on them, noticing your new lip glosses or lipsticks. alhaitham is a private person - therefore, he only gives a few kisses in public, but at home - he loves making out with you as much as possible; he can't wait to feel your lips after spending a whole day at the akademiya. he can't wait to brush his thumb over your lips, to gently work his mouth over yours, to cradle your face and lick your lower lip and silently ask for permission to deepen the kiss. it doesn't matter if you're just doing the laundry or cooking - he WILL lick off that strawberry lip gloss you've bought. the scribe generally doesn't care much about where your lips are on his body - be it his neck, cheeks, or lips - his only weakness is seeing your pretty mouth near his cock.

it's hard to say what alhaitham likes more - your mouth sucking his cock, or straight up having it messily played with by your lips. he adores the way his stiff length disappears in your mouth, but also, he's trying his best not to cum while watching you kiss his cock. in fact, you don't have to suck him off to make him cum - the sheer view of you making out with his dick while whimpering against it might be just enough. he can't wait to return the favor - to smear your essence all over his lips and dive in for a kiss later. hopefully kaveh doesn't mind all that noises while decorating the chrismas tree.

Dainsleif:

oh my god. someone stop him before he passes out between your thighs. if dainsleif was about to die, that's the only acceptable place. but in a more serious tone, he ridiculously loves your thighs to the point that he cannot stop touching them when you're alone with him. though, he does like to keep his hand on your thigh if you're in public, perhaps in a tavern. he doesn't overstep but does like to tease you and rub his hand back and forth, slipping his hand toward your center occasionally, chuckling to himself after you seal his hand between the soft flesh of your legs. he could spend an eternity worshipping your thighs, in a way - he's very similar to diluc; ready to mark your thighs with his love bites, kiss them, lick them, bite the sweet skin lightly. dain religiously gives you oral on almost every occasion, hoping to feel your thighs squeeze his head tightly as you cum on his tongue.

if there's anything else that dain's mind goes blank almost immediately for - it's the thigh fucking. he feels his head spin as he fucks your thighs, using your cum as lube; you clench around nothing seeing his cock head peek and disappear as he thrusts into you. dainsleif tries to keep his composure, but his face betrays him: the furrowed brows, full-blown out pupils, his teeth gritting, hissing at the pleasure, desperately trying to enjoy the supple skin longer. little does he know, he's about to paint your thighs white.

Zhongli:

although it didn't seem as strange before, the geo archon has bought you many rings. his face always lights up and he extends his arm to gently caress the new rings with his thumb, before bringing your hand to his lips and pressing a soft kiss on top of it, and then each finger. after countless innocent suggestions to stop wearing gloves, having his hand on top of yours and having him absentmindedly playing with your fingers - you've guessed right, zhongli does indeed like your fingers the most. he smiles sweetly as he compliments your new nail polish - but behind that smile, deep down, his brain imagines those pretty fingers trying to grip his fat dick and not being able to connect with each other due to his size. he can't wait to suck them and see your pussy flutter as you fuck yourself with his spit on your fingers.

he wouldn't have ever guessed that this is what truly makes gets him going; yet, Zhongli found himself playing with you like a toy. he has you sat on his lap with your back pressed to his chest; your entrance is soaked already, tiny beads of sweat on your naked body begin to appear. his immense geo-infused hand with gold veins envelops yours, and he can't help but adore the purity of your own. he slides both of your hands together past your breasts, stopping at your tummy to turn your head slightly and kiss you with his split tongue; he swallows your moan as he guides the hands again onto your slit, rubbing it affectionately. you intertwine your other hand with Zhongli's unoccupied one and gasp, feeling his hand circle your clit with your own fingers, shortly before letting go and entering your hot cunt with his.

Bonus blurb~!

Thoma:

this poor thing sees your pussy and is instantly gone. everything about it makes him stop in his tracks when dirty thoughts appear - thinking how prettily your panties outline your pussy, being able to see your pussy lips hidden in your underwear when you bend down because ayato just dropped something by complete accident... thoma can't take his eyes off you as he enters you, watching your hole take him entirely, his mind racing and hoping to hear the squelching sounds from your soaking cunt. he has a habit of gently slapping your pussy with his hard cock, grinding between your pussy lips - but he asked nicely, so please let him! thoma also worships your pussy and hopes you don't mind him making out with your clit and your tight hole, desperately trying to swallow your juices so nothing goes to waste. he tries to get some friction and grinds against the mattress, his face flushed as he laps at your pussy, holding your thighs harshly and moaning against your opening like a bitch in heat, silently urging you to pull his hair and bring his face even closer.

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cerealandchoccymilk · 1 year

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Trigun Bookclub: Trigun Vol.1, Chapters #00-01

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lets fucking do this

I'm annotating every chapter of trigun, both the Japanese original print (reread) and Overhaul 1.0 (first read). Literally just writing down everything I notice about details, version differences, translation notes, etc. and also being gay about the characters. happy pride month

I had other stuff to do today yesterday so I only got through a little bit but pace will pick up tomorrow today (1 volume/week is faster than i thought...)

Here are the beloved non-analysis sillies...

And there are just so many annotation images so I just put the rest under the cut <3 read my notes boy

[edit: why aren't the images not being side by side like i want them to i hate this. here's the url for my blog page with correct formatting] [edit 2: i guess it's only on desktop, not on mobile. so that's good]

First thing I noticed was the difference in the number of volumes, or the number of chapters in each volume. In my JP copy, volume 1 ends at Chapter #07: Rem, while Overhaul (and I assume every version after the first JP print) ends at #12: River of Life.

Anyways onto the actual images

21st of July - !! didn't notice [that the July incident actually happened in July] during 1st read b/c months are only numbers in Japanese 11 hours after destruction - July incident was 2am

For some reason I thought he was standing this whole time. unneccesary details georg

Estimated age: 24 - Official age for his appearance? dang he's young Appearance - "Place of origin/birth," not "what he looks like" The worst kind of outlaw, and an unrivalled killer. - Added in a later version? (not in my JP copy but the phrase is familiar)

This blank space originally had the Japanese translation for the board.

We see his serious expression already! I don't remember '98 doing so this early on so it's pretty notable to me...

Just thinking about how Vash counted each individual gunshot being fired during all that chaos... dear god.... During my first read/watch I thought it was just silly Rule of Cool protagonist moment but not really. This guy actually has Insane perception, either from being a plant or sheer practice. Or both.

Also immediately after all that, I really love the way the aftermath is shown here. The only things you can hear are the creaks of the light and the crying boy. It really brings out the tension in the atmosphere.

Finally, something other than unneccesary bits! If you look at the flooring under the toy gun, the perspective lines are pointing SW-NE. This corresponds to the flooring on Vash's right, whose right arm is also suspiciously out-of-frame... This is definitely the moment he took the toy gun. I can't express the amount of Holy Shit I felt when I realized this. The detail!!!!! man!!!!!!!!!

There's a little translation error here - it should be something like "Even if he were still alive, he wouldn't be able to move an inch!"

One of my favorite Vash moves with one of my favorite Tumblr heritage posts.

This is not really based on any drawn details, but I think this is the moment that Vash readies the toy gun, puts it in his pocket, and picks up the ketchup. Do Not trust this man when his arm is not visible. Also finger still in gun <3 doing his part blocking one bullet at a time

And here we have Vash's first COOL cool moment!!!!!! cue my homo screaming. goddddddddd im so mentally unwell about him. agh I also absolutely love when Nightow does that thing where he screen-tones a character's skin just because. It pops!! It's unique!! I love it!! I eat it up every time!!!

Here's where I realize that Vash's hair antennae are pointing straight up. I should be on the lookout for when he makes the transition to the M-shaped antennae we know and love.

Also, a little untranslatable joke from the Japanese version. In Japanese, this guy calls out at Vash like "And you, don't provoke him!" except it's written with the kanji for "Hunter" (狩人 karyūdo), with a ruby pronunciation note saying "you" (おまえも omaemo). These kanji/ruby mismatch jokes are never not funny and it's so sad that there's no way to keep them in without doing...this lol

The "I counted!" reveal never fails to get me. holy shit. I love the little boy's expression when he gets his gun back :) You helped!!! and you don't have to have the real deal to be cool as balls!!!

Just lumping this with the previous two because it's a tall image, but another small translation error. Rather than being about doing harm, he's talking about recieving it (～～はゴメンだ is a hard-to-catch phrasing/idiom; it's already been discussed with the translator on a different instance). It should be more like "[...But] nobody likes getting hurt, right?"

THE GIRLIES YIPPEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Not including the dialogue because. y'know. At least they get (accidentally) Bonked by Millie :) get their asses

Here, the order suggestion is made by somebody off-screen, but in the first edition, it was made by the cook himself. (left image annotation says "the storekeeper(cook) is so nice!")

That's it for chapters #00-01! I'm going to keep having Category 5 Autism Events every day aren't I.

It's literally 1:20am as of finishing this post because my computer won't stop crashing. Posting this first thing in the morning tomorrow <3

Also, the Japanese copy of the annotations will be in the reblogs for anyone who wants to see them. The emotions are Rawer and they're phrased way less awkwardly... if you can read them lol

#trigunbookclub #trigun annotation #i guess?#trigun #trigun manga

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