#night activities 🌑

[d-amore]

i think i have a breeding kink. with that in mind i wanted to share what each of my f/os would (probably) think of coming inside their girlfriends

please note i'm no specialist and ik the risks for STIs not just pregnancy! this is just me being silly 💋

Leon: honestly, he likes it too. can get behind it. but the risk of pregnancy is too much for him,, only does it if mari's taking any anticonceptional AND if she's out of her fertile week; other than that, only with condoms. in the future though he gets a vasectomy and she gets a tubal ligation, so it's all good

Senku: oh hell NO. he knows the risks of unprotected sex go FURTHER than only pregnancy. him and suri aren't a very sexually active couple, so they don't have many kinks or sexual fantasies; in the stone world he'd gladly be a celibate for whatever time is necessary. if they both REALLY WANT to have sex and it NEEDS to be penetrative sex, he pulls out before coming

Nasir: unlike the other guys in this list, this one wants to be a father, and he probably has a bit of breeding kink as well. he comes inside clara whenever is possible and enjoys seeing it leak, but will happily oblige if she asks for a condom. although they don't get a baby for some time (and after both worrying one of them is infertile)

Bruce: you see this guy don't have a problem with having biological children (see damian wa.yne). but it's lissa who's scared shitless at the thought of being pregnant. he offers her a tubal ligation and she says "wtf bruce this is the 80s i can't unless i'm a 40 something married mother" and he just chuckles and say "lissy, beloved, i'm billionaire. there's not a thing money can't buy". after that he can safely fulfill her desires 👍 although it's not as frequent, it was mostly out of curiosity and she found out she was neutral (like him)

Aizawa: HOO BOY. sex life was NEGATIVE before meeting this random 15yo. discovered he had so many kinks, so many. she was the one to bring it up at first and although he was a bit worried (bc. bc it's unprotected sex) he obliged bc he can't say no to her, and boy. did he enjoy himself. did he enjoy seeing her face. he knows all the risks but honestly this uncertainty and adrenaline just makes him more excited. he helps her meet a doctor to start anticonceptionals though

[amphibiahawks321]

can I get a vanny x animatronic male reader

🌑Night time🌑

✨ AnimatronicY/N's Room ✨

[AnimatronicY/N practicing on his instrument]

AnimatronicM!Reader : we really killed it Tonight! Especially Freddy and Roxanne...

[AnimatronicY/N continues practicing on his instrument]

AnimatronicM!Reader : 🎶🎵🎶🎵—....!!!?!?'

[The power went out making the room dark]

AnimatronicM!Reader : What the?

[AnimatronicY/N's room door activated and opens itself]

AnimatronicM!Reader : ......Who's there?-

[The power turns on again lighting up the room and closing the door again]

AnimatronicM!Reader : ???

[AnimatronicY/N feels someone tapping his shoulder]

AnimatronicM!Reader : !!!?!?

[AnimatronicY/N immediately raises his instrument in the air about to hit the person]

AnimatronicM!Reader : ......

AnimatronicM!Reader : you have got to be kidding me vanny.....

[Vanny giggles and bops his nose]

[thelov3lybookworm]

Not what I expected.

Eris week day 6, arranged marriage.

Summary: Y/n has never met any of the royals of Autumn Court, but she will soon, because her father has sold her off to the eldest son of the High Lord. And she can do nothing but go through the marriage.

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A/n: Again, first time participating in a character week, and thank you @erisweek2023 for hosting this event! It's soo much fun. Hope you all have fun too!

Also, can you tell I have never had a close encounter with dogs? Like, I know little to nothing about them, so I hope this is realistic enough.

Anyways, enjoy!

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Y/n stared at the door. She had been staring for quite some time now, long enough that her eyes were starting to cross.

She sighed, rubbing her eyes. She just wanted to go to sleep, but she couldn't. Not until her husband arrived.

That was one of the most important roles she had been taught. Never do anything before your husband's permission and approval.

She had known nothing about her wedding until a week ago, when her mother had walked into her room and told her that they had finally found a suitor for her.

The whole week had been filled with dress fitting sessions, mannerism classes and classes on what to do to please your husband.

She had learned these things before, knowing she would probably get wed into an elite family, but now that she was wed to a Royal, those classes had been extra hard.

A knock on the door sounded, and she got up to check. It definitely was not going to be her new husband, considering these were his quarters and he didn't need to knock.

A pretty female stood on the other side of the door, wearing a dress that barely left anything to the imagination. It was similar to what Y/n wore under her silk robe.

The female twisted a stand of her blond hair between her long fingers, trying her best to look coy. But Y/n saw right through her. Her eyes were sharp and cunning, shining with mirth as if she knew something no one else did.

"Is the high Lord here yet?"

Y/n eyed the female. "No."

"That's unfortunate."

"May I ask who you are?"

"Emily. You can call me Em." And then, she added, a smug smile on her face. "His favourite attendant."

"Attendant..." Y/n raised her brows.

"He prefers me over the others." Emily gestured towards a corner nearby where a couple of girls in a similar attire to hers chatted among themselves.

What?

Y/n didn't get it at first, but then she realised. These were concubines.

She couldn't even understand why she was surprised. Of course the high lord would have them. He didn't marry Y/n because he wanted a relationship or anything like that. He was just doing what was expected of him. Marry and pop out as many children as he could.

And of course, he wouldn't stop taking concubines to bed just because he was promised to someone else. He would probably want someone experienced to see to his needs and wants. Not someone who was forbidden from dallying in such activities so she could be pure when she was finally married to the highest bidder.

Someone like her.

"Oh. I see."

Emily smirked. "I guess if he hasn't arrived yet, I'll just have to wait. I apologise for disturbing you. I am sorry."

No you're not.

Y/n's eyes narrowed. This female didn't look apologetic in the slightest.

From the smirk on her face, she had done this just so she could irk Y/n. That was the most understandable excuse.

"I'll leave you to enjoy your time then. Have a good night, my lady."

Y/n nodded slowly. "You too."

She closed the door before returning to her spot on the couch.

The couch was near the fireplace, making it warm and comfortable. There were three doors in the chamber. Two of them led to huge bedrooms, one leading to an office.

She had looked around an hour after she arrived in the chamber she was to share with her new husband, bored. It had almost been three hours now, and still he wasn't here.

She sighed and continued staring the door.

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Eris's pov.

Fatigue weighed down Eris as he walked towards his chamber.

The day had been exhausting to say the least. First, he had multiple meetings before he had to be wed to a female his advisors council chose. And then, again, he had been swept up in countless meetings.

He had been High Lord for almost three months when the advisors finally decided to try and persuade him to get married, as no High Lord is supposed to be without an heir for long.

He didn't even know the female who had taken the vows with him. He knew nothing of the one who had bound herself to him for the rest of their lives except that her name was Y/n. Beautiful name, if he dared say so.

He had almost forgotten that he now had a wife after the long day of countless meetings until one of the advisors, a younger one, had wiggled his eyebrows and said 'have a good night my lord. Or dare I say, pleasurable?'

He had only realised what that was supposed to mean when he was all alone and walking to his room. If he hadn't been so tired or if he'd realised the bastard's meaning sooner, he would have hunted the rat down and flayed him for that.

He sighed as he turned into the hallway to his chambers, hoping to get some rest before he was expected to be up in a few hours.

But of course, the attendants were waiting to pounce on him.

He glared as they formed a ring around him, batting their eyelashes and trying to get his attention, caressing any part of his body they could reach.

It's a blessing they haven't already fallen to their knees and–

"Don't bother the High Lord. You already know he doesn't fancy you all." A voice calls, and the females fawning over him part to reveal a barely clothed Emily. Eris stopped himself from scowling. Barely.

"Emily." He said, emotionless. But on the inside, he was itching to incinerate her. Sure, she's been a good distraction, great even, what with her knowledge and experience in the bedroom. But when he found her acting as if he loved her, as if she was the next Lady of Autumn, he was pissed. He had never done anything to make her that delusional, and he'd been trying to avoid her since then.

It didn't help that she always showed up outside of his door.

"How would you like to–" She began, but Eris eyed her before turning and walking into his chamber.

He rubbed his brows as he stepped into the room, then froze when he found someone resting on his couch. For a moment, he was dumbfounded. Then he realised who it was. His new wife.

Emily continued talking, and when he turned to look at her, he found her trying to walk in behind him. When she saw him looking at her, she quieted, her mouth still hanging open as if she was stopped mid sentence. Eris gave her a look that would've sent powerful men running before slamming the door in her gaping face.

A startled gasp pierced the momentary silence, and he turned to look at the now awake Y/n.

She stared at him with wide eyes, her hands gripping the fabric of the couch.

"My–my Lord." She scrambled to stand, the silk robe she wore slipping from one shoulder.

She didn't seem to notice, but that was all Eris could look at.

She seemed to have a nightgown underneath, which, from what he could see, hardly seemed to cover anything. The parted robe had revealed her shoulder and a little bit of her chest. The thing was only held up by barely there thin straps on her shoulder. He realised he was staring and forced himself to look up.

"Why are you here?" He barked, quite harshly.

But that was how he was supposed to be.

He felt bad for a moment when hurt seemed to cross her features, but he didn't care. Couldn't care. Not for anyone. Not for her.

She blinked. "My lord?"

"I said why are you here? Why are you not sleeping in your room?"

"I– I wasn't supposed to sleep without– asking you first."

"Asking me what?"

"If you had any need of me..."

Eris cocked his head. "Need of you?"

Y/n swallowed, then glanced towards his bedroom.

"Ah." He realised what she meant. He gave her a cruel smirk, despite his brain wondering what she would feel like on–

"Do you even know anything about it?"

She swallowed again. "I..."

He huffed a laugh. "If I had any need, I have plenty of people who would love to help me out. I can very well take care of those needs myself."

She looked like she was about to cry, but she nodded nonetheless and spoke in a shaky but strong voice, which piqued his interest. This female was definitely something. Something more than the timid act she put up. "So if you have no need of me, may I go–"

"Go." He snapped. "And don't bother me."

She nodded, but Eris had already begun walking towards his office and locked himself in.

There, he put up a sound shield. He tested it before he let go of the tension in his shoulders and sighed deeply, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

What have I gotten myself into.

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He woke up to the feeling of the chair digging in his back. But he also felt the warmth of a blanket and his toes freed from the confinement of his boots.

He immediately jerked up, his eyes scanning the room. Someone had been in here while he slept.

Last night, after he had entered his office, he had decided to wait there for sometime and sort some papers out before going to sleep. But he was too tired to do any of that, and had slept in his chair.

He had gone to sleep with his boots on and no blanket.

He'll have to look into the security of the place.

He laced his boots quickly before walking to his room and getting changed after a quick bath.

Once he was done, he decided that checking on his hounds was more important than anyone's security, and so he walked towards where they were kept in his private lawn.

As he walked towards the kennels, he slowed his pace and strained his ears. Someone was here.

He walked quicker, making sure not to make noise as he turned the corner and found a female frozen, staring at his hounds. They were also still, staring at the female.

Y/n.

His blood boiled at the thought of anyone coming near his hounds, but he forced himself to calm down and walk to where she stood.

As soon as the hounds saw him, they began barking and racing towards him. Y/n hadn't noticed him yet.

As soon as she saw the dogs running towards him, and, in turn, her, she turned and began running too. When she spied him watching all of this, she quickly grabbed his hands and hid behind him.

"Do something!"

He raised a brow, even though she could not see. "Like what?"

"Anything! Get them away!"

"You're afraid of them?"

He felt her nodding against his back.

"Please, do something–"

He sighed, irritated.

"They are mine. They will not do anything."

"How do you know that? They could be in the mood to bite someone!"

"The–the mood to bite someone?" He asked, incredulous, as his hounds came to settle down near his feet, eyeing the female hiding behing him. "That's stupid. They don't bite unless you give them a reason to. They're very nice."

"They don't look nice." She mumbled, peeking around his biceps.

"I'm trying not to get offended by that."

He mentally smacked himself for that. He was being too gentle. He couldn't do that and have her thinking there was any potential for a relationship between them.

But no matter what he told himself, he couldn't pull away from her tiny hands clutching his forearms.

He sighed again after a few moments before grabbing her hand and dragging her forward.

"What are you doing?!" She screeched.

"Trying to get your fear out."

Eris tugged her hand towards one of his female hounds, Amber, trying to get Y/n to pet her. But Y/n dug her heels into the ground, trying to pull her hand away. "No. No no no." She chanted again and again.

He was now getting frustrated. "Come on, they're not that scary."

When he glanced back at her, he realised there were tears in her eyes. He blinked, then stopped trying to get her to touch them.

"Why are you crying... they're just creatures who won't bother you until you bother them..." He hadn't realised that it was such a sensitive topic for her.

"It's not them... not really. I've just always been scared of creatures with sharp teeth." She said between panting breaths.

"You could try to get rid of the fear."

"Why do you want me to touch them?" Her eyes simmered with anger as she turned to him. He was taken aback by the intensity in those beautiful eyes.

Beautiful? They can't be beautiful. Not for you. He told himself. If you let yourself think that way, those beautiful eyes would soon be filled with even more tears. Or they'll be lifeless.

Shaking his head, he wondered that himself. Why the hell was he so interested in getting her fear out?

He sighed. Turning away from her and letting go of her completely, he said. "Go. Leave."

She didn't. Instead she stood and watched as Eris took care of his hounds, doing all the necessary work.

After almost an hour or two, as Eris was trying to leave, he spied her watching him intently. He faltered, but before he could look away, she approached him.

"Are you sure they will not bite?"

A foreign feeling erupted in Eris's belly, and he cleared his throat. "Yes, I am sure."

She eyed the hounds who lingered nearby, then nodded, as if trying to convince herself.

"I'll make you a deal."

"A deal?" He probably sounded stupid, but he couldn't come up with a better response. No one, absolutely no one in his entire lifetime had spoken Eris is in such a way.

She lifted her chin. "Yes, a deal. I will try to face my fear, like you wanted me to, and in return, you will not be an asshole."

He blinked. She really was something. "Why would I do that?"

"Because I say so."

He raised his brows. He studied her for a moment.

A flush had climbed up Y/n's neck, and she looked breathless.

"So? Do you accept?"

He sighed. "Fine."

She held out her hand, and he eyed it before taking it and pulling her towards the hounds nearby.

He crouched, then tugged her hand to make her crouch as well. She did.

When he looked over at her, he found her eyes filled with fear. Her other hand came up to clutch his arm tightly when he lifted her hand towards the gentlest hound he owned, a female who had recently given birth.

"Her name is Amber. She recently gave birth, and is the most caring and, as you say, nicest, of the pack."

Eris felt her hand shaking, and despite himself, he ran his thumb over her hand, trying to calm her.

He held her much smaller hand in his as her fingers connected with the fur on Amber's head, and Amber seemed to smile. It felt like a smile to Eris, at the very least.

Y/n was stiff, to the point where Eris felt her discomfort just by looking at her.

The two of them stayed there for sometime, caressing Amber's head, until Eris had to leave for a meeting.

As he stood to leave, she jumped up as well, her fingers tight on his sleeve.

He nearly rolled his eyes before turning and leaving, her following behind. She kept looking behind her, as if she would find the hounds running to bite her.

Y/n sprinted through the doors of the fortress as soon as it was within sight.

He shook his head, trying to hide his amusement.

He found her panting just inside the door, her chest heaving. He looked away.

"They're scary."

"Then you should have left. I told you to leave. Why didn't you?"

"If I had left, I wouldn't have seen you playing with them, I wouldn't have known what kind of person you were."

He narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"

Y/n shrugged. "I just am really good at reading people. You don't seem like the person you pretend to be."

His heart stopped for a moment before starting back up. "Then you must not be good at all when it comes to reading people."

She simply smiled. "Your hounds scared me really bad. Bet they come in handy for scaring people."

"You shouldn't judge them by heir looks. You shouldn't judge anyone if you don't know enough about them."

"Yet you let people judge you when they know nothing about you."

"That is because what they think is true." His heart was doing happy little backflips in his chest.

Be still, you little bastard. He chided in his mind.

"Keep telling yourself that." She took a step closer, and his breath hitched, staring deep into her eyes. "But I'll never belive that."

She smiled and patted his cheek before turning away. "Oh, also. We'll meet at this time tomorrow as well?"

He narrowed his eyes when she turned halfway. "What for?"

"Are we not trying to get my fear of hounds out?"

He didn't know what to say. Which was a first. Never in his life had he ever been dumbfounded.

She looked like she was holding back a laugh. "We'll meet here tomorrow at the same time then. Husband."

His heart made a loud thump at that. "S–sure."

Sure? He wanted to kick himself between his legs. He didn't want to spend more time with her than was strictly necessary. He would only be fuelling whatever idea she had in her mind.

He took a deep breath, trying to get a hold of his thoughts.

"You aren't what I thought you would be like. You are even acting differently than yesterday."

She smiled. "Yesterday I didn't know if you were just like your father or you were a good man. Now I do. Thanks to your hounds."

That was when he remembered something. He had heard that her family also had a pack of dogs, not ones like his hounds, but similar nonetheless.

"You– you shouldn't be scared of hounds. You had dogs before–" He accused.

She just turned away, a smirk on her face. "Have a good day."

"You too..."

Eris watched as she sauntered away, her hips swaying.

He didn't know what to make of the conversation, but he did know one thing.

The way forward would be... interesting.

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He held her much smaller hand in his as her fingers connected with the fur on Raven's –Amber's daughter's– head, and Raven seemed to smile. It felt like a smile to Eris, at the very least.

The girl in his arms squealed happily, and the two boys nearby looked over with smiles on their faces.

"You like her?" He questioned.

"Yes daddy! She is so cute and soft."

Olive, the second youngest of Eris and Y/n's children, was a daddy's girl through and through.

In the years since their marriage, the couple had become parents to two sets of twins. The first set, both boys, Maple and Sawyer, were nearby, and they adored their younger siblings.

The younger set of twins, Cormac and Olive, had been born only a couple of years ago.

Leaves crunched nearby, and Eris glanced up to find Y/n walking towards them, Cormac in her arms, giggling.

Cormac loved his mother so much that if she was away for longer than an hour, he would scream loud enough so that the whole of Autumn Court would be able to hear it.

Y/n set Cormac down, who gave his father a toothy smile as he stumbled towards Maple, who was the closest to him.

Sawyer plucked Olive from Eris's lap and walked towards where Maple and Cormac were talking.

Eris smiled at Y/n as they watched the children, the older ones nodding to what the younger ones were saying.

Eris stood, slipping an arm around his wife and mate, leaning close. Y/n's eyes widened as she glanced at the kids then back to Eris.

"Not in front of them Eris–"

"They can close their eyes." With that, Eris captured his wife's lips with his.

Soon enough, gagging sounds interrupted them, and he heard tiny feet sprinting closer. He pulled away, grinning, to find Olive almost upon them.

"No kissing mommy, daddy. Its disgusting." She put one of her fists onto her little hip and the other pointed at the two of them threateningly.

"I told daddy not to kiss me, he didn't listen." Y/n piped up, and Eris glared at her accusingly.

Olive turned to her father and pointed the chubby little finger towards him. It wasn't as intimidating, considering she barely was half his height.

Before Olive could speak, Sawyer picked her up and ran out. Maple and Cormac followed the two out, but not before Maple winked at his mother cheekily.

She was blushing by the time Eris turned back to her.

He smirked at her and she shook her head. Not giving him time to act on any of his wishes, she wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his chest.

"I love you."

He smiled, kissing the top of her head. "I love you more. And I will be eternally grateful for the family you have provided me with."

She opened her mouth to protest, but he shut her up with a kiss.

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Taglist: @bubybubsters @eos-princess @nightless @imma-too-many-fandoms

[khaire-traveler]

🌫️ Subtle Erebos Worship 🌑

Sit in stillness for a while, especially darkness; meditate or become comfortable in the quiet

Take time each day to decompress from the events of the day; relax and rest

Drink herbal tea or a warm drink you enjoy before bed; preferably something soothing

Get a candle that reminds you of him (no altar needed)

Wear jewelry that reminds you of him

Keep a picture of him in your wallet

Start a bedtime/nighttime routine

Try to avoid screens an hour before bed; try reading a book, drawing, or another relaxing and screenless activity

Fall asleep/meditate/study to music reminiscent of emptiness, stillness, or liminality (links included to videos I sleep/listen to c:)

Have a stuffed animal that reminds you of darkness, stillness, or The Void™; nocturnal animals work well (Stygian owl, trust me)

Have imagery of fog, darkness, the night sky, what you believe the creation of the universe looked like, or The Underworld (his name is sometimes conflated with The Underworld itself) around

Dedicate a collection of coins to the souls passing into The Underworld who don't have coins to cross the Stygian

Watch the sunrise; watch the sunset

Learn about the night sky; learn the different constellations and myths they have

Learn about space; learn about cave systems; learn about anything you consider mysterious, expansive, and a bit frightening

Visit/tour a cave (SAFELY!!!!)

Leave water outside for nocturnal animals that stop by; leave out water for a bird bath

Listen to the morning bird songs; listen to the sounds of the night

Press/dry a flower still wet with evening dew

Practice mindfulness; practice meditation

Go camping, and sleep under the stars; take time to be present in nature, in the night

Watch a scary movie in the dark; you're also welcome to watch a comfort movie instead

Collect animal bones (thank the animal's spirit after doing so)

If fog rolls in, go outside in it; take a walk in it (SAFELY!!!)

Plant seeds in the ground; start a garden; tend to plants

Grow your own herbs or produce

Honor your ancestors or passed loved ones; engage in spirit work if comfortable

Visit a cemetery; leave flowers on graves if given permission to do so

Reflect on your deeper beliefs; what do you believe about the different mysteries/uncertainties of life (the afterlife, universe creation, purpose, etc.)

Dance/sing to music that makes you feel ancient, mystical, mysterious, or generally cool

Take a walk during a new moon (if it is safe to do so your area)

Learn about self-defense; be sure to take a weapon with you when going out at night (if you feel it's necessary mostly)

Wear black or darker colors

Take a relaxing bath/shower at night, especially with herbs or in dim light (SAFELY!!!)

Write/read ghost or mystery stories

Light a bonfire; gather around it with loved ones; share scary or mysterious stories

Support space, deep ocean, or deep cave exploration organizations; support nocturnal animal preservation organizations

Learn about the different phases of the moon; learn about what each one means

Practice patience and restraint

Find healthy outlets for extreme emotions; drawing, writing, boxing, dancing, crafting, etc.

Learn to become comfortable within your own presence (this takes practice, it'll be ok)

Sleep with a small bag of soothing herbs under your pillow (lavender, jasmine, etc.) or charms

Keep a dream journal; try to interpret your dreams

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This is my list of discreet ways to worship Erebos! He is rarely talked about, from what I've seen, but he is the God of Darkness, born from the primordial Khaos at the creation of everything. He is paired with Nyx often, and the two have had several children, including Hypnos and Thanatos. His name was used interchangeably with The Underworld sometimes. I'll likely add more later, but for now, I hope you enjoy what I've made. Take care. ❤️

Link to Subtle Worship Master list

[animeyanderelover]

Nsfw headcannons for madara?

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, Nsfw, breeding kink, afab s/o

Tags: @shumidehiro @swagenemyartisan

Nsfw Hc’s

🌑​If we would consider the era he was born in, I can definitely see that traditions are a lot more sacred than they would be later on. Especially within a clan as feared and big as the Uchiha clan there are values and traditions that neither you nor him can fully avoid. One of those is most likely the ancient tradition of waiting until the wedding night to consummate the marriage to its fullest. Whilst Madara obviously thinks highly of his clan, I do think that he may just be tempted at times to mess with such an old custom at times, especially since the eldest of the Uchiha clan will probably be very adamant to have him do as the clan has always done. Messing with those old geezers at times is just quite amusing and he additionally gets to enjoy your flustered face by getting rough with you by making out with you. Yet he never goes further than that as he still decides to value the traditions of his clan. It's not like you are going anywhere as soon the vows of marriage will tie you two together.

🌑​He does his clan proud by savouring the wedding night with you fully until you are too exhausted to even form a single sentence anymore and the only word leaving your mouth will be his name. Hours upon hours he finally claims what is now rightfully his and he's quite pleased to know that this will be one of many times where he gets to rail you as passionately into the sheets as he does now. Passion is quite a good word to use for him though as he is like this when expressing his feelings in non-sexual as well as sexual ways. So you can fully expect to have many nights with him just as passionately and fierce as during your first time with him. Especially if we consider that as the head of the Uchiha clan, he is expected to keep an intimidating composure in public which at times prevents him from expressing his love fully to you so as soon as there are no watchful eyes with expectations, he is fully prepared to express all of his feelings to you.

🌑​Madara is the dominant part within the relationship in all aspects though and that also includes the bedroom activities. Madara can be quite lovable to you though despite the intimidating image many outsiders tend to have of him. That of course only if he is in a good mood but honestly, if him and his darling are on good terms there will be a lot of teasing and bickering going on and he will allow it. You can run your mouth a tad bit, he enjoys it if you can spit some searing lines and have a snarky demeanor because that makes it all the more enoyable to rail you out of your mind and watch you falling apart with every thrust of his. Not so smart now, are we? What can be a quite enjoyable and warm experience can feel very cold and possessive if Madara should be in a bad mood as he can use sex also as a mean to show you to whom you belong if you shouldn't behave yourself in which case his words can be icy and condescending as he comments how you could never be with another one as he has shaped your insides already so perfectly to only fit him perfectly.

🌑​Speaking if his size, he is well endowed down there and he most likely knows that too. He isn't necessarily tall if we're talking about his body height but I do think that if his darling would be smaller than him, he would definitely develop a size kink and would enjoy the potential panic whenever having your smaller build pressed beneath him. He also enjoys potential panic you might express whenever you feel worried about how he'll fit his cock inside of you even if you shouldn't be that much smaller than him. It never gets old for him as he jokingly likes to remind you that you've taken him before and that you will do it again as many times as he desires. Do Madara the favor of being as vocal as you can, maybe even to the point where people outside the bedroom can hear you and know just how good of a husband he is for you. Madara on the other hand doesn't want to be too loud by comparison although he groans and grunts a lot throughout the long sessions which last quite a while.

🌑​Whilst he is not going to admit it out loud, Madara has a thing for your hands tugging at his hair during sex. His hair is his pride and he has to take excellent care of it to maintain his mane of black hair so he enjoys even under normal circumstances if you appreciate it. It's quite different though if you do it whilst his shaft is buried deep inside of your pulsing walls and his whole body is already filled with sparks of pleasure as the sensation of your fingers pulling at his wild locks of hair and your nails scratching his head just hits different and only enhances the pleasure he's already experiencing in that moment. His position demands at times a lot of him and it can get somewhat exhausting and frustrating for him at times in which case he can blow off some steam wonderfully with you. Madara is traditional enough to use only one hole of yours most of the times, though at times he also enjoys seeing you kneeling in front of him with tears in your eyes, his hands entangled in your hair whilst forcing your head to bop back and forth as you do your best to not choke on his size.

🌑​Most of his precious cum gets dumped into your womb though as Madara has a desire to get you pregnant. Not only is he the head of his clan and for that is expected to have a strong heir to succeed him but besides those expectations other members of his clan have on him, he just has the simple wish of having a few kids with the person he loves. Not only would it tie you to him forever but it would also be quite adorable to have some children to raise with you and make them into strong and proud members of his clan. Your pregnancy and all the transformations your body would go through during that time would be low-key a bonus since he'd probably find your changed body with all the extra curves and weight quite attractive as all those changes are caused because your body is carrying his baby. He'd even want to show you off to others more during your pregnancy just to let them see how much you're glowing whilst expecting his baby.

[megamagimugi]

Well, my dear Mugi! I hope you're ready because I'm about to send you my list of emojis... and it's not gonna be short either 🤭💖

🫀🌻🍄🪻🧠🕹️💿♟️🥊 (with and for you!) 🍁🕰️ (always platonically like the heart says) 🍬💧🌑 (I'm always here even if I take too long to answer, but I'm always willing to listen) 🐚 (of course I was gonna give it to you too!) and last but not least...

🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂���🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

Based on this ask game.

Let's see, 1, 2, 3... 16?! You broke my record and sent as many as SIXTEEN (No, sending the same emoji 88 times doesn't count, you cheater!). You really just had to one-up me, huh? Okay, I see how it is. Congrats, you won!

Jokes aside, I'm really touched, Zahra. I don't even know how to properly react to something like this. For starters, thank you!!

Boy, oh boy. So many emojis, so many feelings. Maybe I'll just comment directly on each one.

Let's see whatcha got there:

🫀- I love you in a deeply concerning platonic way <- Thank you for loving me. Love you too! Somehow you make saying these words easier than normal, even though I'm still not exactly used to saying them.

🌻- I'm proud of you <- I don't understand why, but thanks😃

🍄- you didn't deserve what happened to you <- ...Yeah, I know, or at least hope so😔 Thanks, friend.

🪻- you are so so cool and awesome oh my god <- Oh yeah😎 Haha, thank you, and so are you!

🧠 - I love hearing you talk. you should ramble to me more often <- That's a relief, because I wanna keep talking to you! But also...

I mean, private ramblings aside, your fics and headcanons are always a pleasure to read. Not to mention your lovely reblogs of my art, especially those where you dig deeper and analyze what I try to portray🥹 I love them all dearly and have, in fact, reread each one a few times.

🕹️- I wanna go to an arcade with you <- Glad you share my excitement about this, let's-a go! How about some Mario Kart, for example?

💿 - I wanna listen to music with you in a treehouse in a summer night <- Pack your suitcase, we're going over to @vulpixfairy1985's place, build a treehouse if she doesn't have one already, and doing just that for hours on end.

♟️- you, me, board games. <- You're on. Also a good treehouse activity, eh?

🥊- I'd beat someone up with you <- Then I already have one deserving candidate in mind😏 But for me? No need, my friend, but I sure appreciate your willingness to do so!

🍁 - I'm so glad you're my friend <- Aww... So am I, times 10.

🕰️- I'll love you until the end of time, dear friend. <- Oh... That's a nice sentiment, dear friend, and I appreciate the thought. But after everything I've been through and learned about people, I know better than to promise anyone forever, or take someone's word for it. If you love me like a close friend right now, then that has to be enough❤️ Oh, and don't worry, of course I know it's all strictly platonic, this entire ask game is! And I wouldn't have it any other way😉

🍬 - I'd go to a candy store with you and steal all the candy <- Mmm, candy... But why steal tho?😥 You know what, I'll just suggest the same thing I did to @bberetd. We can go at night, have fun staging it as a raid and take all the candy, but secretly leave the money for the owner to find next morning. We can even draw them a map so they can have fun treasure hunting, too😜

💧- you are an important presence in my life <- Got to keep this one in mind, thanks. And you're in mine!

🌑 - you worry me sometimes. just remember im here if you ever wanna talk about anything <3 <- Sorry for worrying you. I'm so grateful for your support, kindness and compassion though, you have no idea🫂

🐚 - our souls are linked in ways I can't put to words <- If even you, such a talented writer, can't put it to words, then there ain't no way I can🤣 No, but seriously, I'm honored and touched knowing you feel the same way. Makes me about 30% less embarrassed.

🫂 - I wanna hug you <- Same. Very much. Like actually, physically hug you. But since we can't do that, the gifs will have to suffice:

...Okay, I don't think I can add 88 gifs, but hope these are acceptable 😄

[fangsforiris]

Hi! Could you possibly write smth about Reiji helping an s/o (gender neutral) who has OCD? Like what he would do to help them w/ their intrusive thoughts? Thank you!!

── ･ ｡ﾟ⟡ 🌑 ⟡ ˚｡ ･ ──

Reiji with an S/O with OCD HC’s

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Word Count: 965

TW!! GRAPHIC IMAGERY

🌑  Initially, he’d find some sort of relatability with them. 

🌑  I’d like to think or headcanon that Reiji also has a form of OCD. 

🌑  However he does a lot to ensure it isn’t as noticeable. 

🌑  (Unfortunate for him that Shuu knows, however doesn’t make an attempt to do anything from the outside. He knows how much Reiji loathes his being– and him acting as a potential trigger makes it all the harder.)

🌑  Like whenever he has impulses, that being of bodily harm (mainly,) he’d exercise it on himself. 

🌑  This of course, is an unhealthy coping mechanism. 

🌑  One that he wouldn’t want his S/O to entertain. 

🌑  He’d want his S/O to be better than him in this front. A part of Reiji wouldn’t know how to feel if he let someone else down, or didn’t prove his worth to the one he loves. 

🌑  S/O would find out the reason why Reiji wears his gloves prominently. 

🌑  TW!! (It’s due to him scratching at his skin, clawing deep with his nails in an attempt to find bone. In fact, on his left hand he often finds himself having to wrap a bandage before putting on his glove. This is because of the obvious– he’d craved himself a small patchy hole that displayed bone.)

🌑  (Of course, his vampiric healing couldn’t repair all the damages, so a prominent gap located a few spots above the wrist, where the prominent Flexor Carpi Radialis Muscle and Radial Artery are found.)

🌑  (Specifics on where it’s located– the vein and placement of the connecting wrist to the arm that is mainly used for blood samples. The FCR Muscle is also used as a tendon of sorts which stabilizes the carpus. The Radial Artery is just one of the arteries that deliver blood back to the heart.)

🌑  It’s good to note that Reiji understands. More than most. Especially with the impulsive and intrusive thoughts and how it tends to keep one up at night. 

🌑  He knows it does for him. 

🌑  So also having an S/O who struggles with the same thing feels less scary. 

🌑  He feels less alone in the matter, and thus would ensure the both of them work together as a unit. 

🌑  He’s highly educated on these sort of topics, and it isn’t shocking for him to have come into contact with others in the past who’ve had OCD.

🌑  So Reiji would have some experience. 

🌑  He’d make it a point to have a conversation about their OCD, more specifically address what it is he can do to support them.

🌑  However, he’d find himself drifted when bringing it up. 

🌑  Even in light meaningless conversation, something about being labeled as ‘mentally-ill’ (in his standards) or having to need more accommodation for his needs makes him feel less worthy. 

🌑  Reiji is a firm believer of ‘no weakness.’ Anything that seems close to it would send him into a frenzy. 

🌑  So whenever he attempts to help his S/O a small lingering feeling would be present, as if he was looking down on the both of them for their shared weakness. 

🌑  Despite it all, he’d do his best to understand what exactly triggers them. 

🌑  For example– he finds that the constant reminder of Shuu outdoing him is a trigger. 

🌑  More so in the sense that he wants to actively tear him apart, limb by limb. It gets aggressively worse for the amount of time he looks at the blond. 

🌑  TW!! Specifically around 8 seconds, where he finds himself in deep thought, unable to tear apart his gaze. The way he wants to consume Shuu is a problem. In too many ways. As if he can feel the blond’s skin in between his teeth, gnawing and grazing it. 

🌑  Either metaphorically and literally, Reiji can’t seem to decide what’ll be better to remedy his aching mind.

🌑  It haunts him, just as much as his need to be rid of these impulses along with these triggers. 

🌑  TW!! And for that he’d forcefully brush his teeth before his gums started to bleed, reveling in the taste of his sin. 

🌑  TW!! It’s a trigger that mainly forces him to slam his fingers into the door, let the hinges dig into the tender flesh before he hears a familiar, yet soothing crack.

🌑  TW!! He’d continue this until he feels 80 surges of pain. It can be a throb, but hopefully enough for skin to break and blood to come rushing out his fingernails, turning his lithe fingers blue and purple. 

🌑  Something about the number 80 calms him. More so the number 8. Considering it’s the only perfectly symmetrical number, being able to be cut both horizontally and vertically, he finds solace in it. 

🌑  It’s gotten quite bad to the point where some of the maids would have to stop Reiji, this resulting in an upend of shame. 

🌑  Point is, Reiji has had his fair share and would do anything to ensure his S/O knows that he cares. In his own, semi-controlling way, of course. 

🌑  He’d most likely make them soothing teas and run comforting baths to ensure they aren’t losing their mind. 

🌑  He’d even go as far as to encourage other remedies. 

🌑  That being therapy or anything of the sort. 

🌑  Especially if he finds that he cannot provide the correct treatment as a professional. 

🌑  On the off chance they do take therapy, perhaps Reiji would attempt it himself. 

🌑  That would take some time, however. 

🌑  But Reiji has faith that they’ll get over it together, one step at a time.

[leggerefiore]

Can I request domestic fluff hcs with Nanu?? 🥺

arghhh um replay has done damage to my neurons by showing me Old Man again

🐈‍⬛️Nanu❤️‍🩹

🌑 He would never think himself the domestic type. His inability to cook, his laziness about cleaning, and his overall disinterest in a relationship before you came around. It takes a bit of adjustment on his part to get used to engaging in domestic activities with his partner, as he struggles to even call them anything apart from their name for a while. Basically, you will have to teach him a bit of what to do. He is a tired old cat man with not many interests in his life.

🌑 Nanu gets a bit flustered when you go out of your way to make food for him. He can easily go pick up something in Malie or make something out of his endless supply of instant noodles, yet here you are making him a nice meal. The old man eats it and feels like something so enjoyable is wasted on him. He still finds it in himself to thank, however. With how your eyes light up, he knows you are going to cook for him again soon. He tries to make things for you, but he does not get much fancier than a sandwich. His feeding abilities for other people start and end at opening a can and putting it in a bowl.

🌑 A change he can admit he likes is the feeling of coming home to you after doing whatever Kahuna duties had called out to him. While he never really felt alone, due to his collection of Meowths and Acerola's usual visits, coming home to you is a calming thing. Someone he can quietly sit with – someone who lets him just unwind and chat about his day vacantly. Just like with his beloved felines, he can be with you without worrying about being judged. It really puts him at ease. Especially, when you let him lay his head in your lap and just let him de-stress from his work. At least, until a Meowth wanders up and starts whining for attention.

🌑 He does, admittedly, try to keep his home a bit cleaner. There is little he can do about the Meowths and their preferred items, but he tries to make it a bit more presentable as a home. Granted, it still is obviously a police station, but he is trying. You also aid in the cleaning efforts, helping make sure his home does not fall into the Kahuna's usual droughts of energy. It does feel a bit more energising to have a clean home to return to, he notices. Some days you both find yourselves quietly cleaning up the station together. He enjoys it more than he would like to ever say aloud.

🌑 Small things that change also seem to feel oddly right to him. Going to the store with you for groceries feels like something that he has always been doing, sharing a meal at a restaurant feels as if he never used to regularly show up alone, and even spending time with Acerola feels more familiar with you there to help him. It is such a strange feeling for him to process. Even watching you help him care for his Meowths makes him feel as if this is how everything should have been for him. He finds himself a bit lost on why this is for a while.

🌑 Even just having your body pressed against his own as the Alolan moon softly shines in through a window makes him realise how much he has come to enjoy this change in his life. You bury your head into his nape while he holds you lazily, genuinely makes him crack a grin. In his twilight years is when he finally found someone he could live like this with, it almost drew a chuckle from him if he knew it would not awaken you. His life had become strangely cohabitated by you, and nearly everything he did seemed to somehow draw his mind back to you, too. He wanted to shake his head at the torment. Just as he began to doze off, he realised how much he truly enjoyed spending his nights snuggled up to you.

🌑 He slowly finds himself accustomed to an everyday that is spent with you at his side. Sporadically, he even finds himself letting you join him for his Kahuna duties if it is not anything dangerous (he will absolutely not let you near an Ultra Beast unless he is certain you are a competent trainer). There is something that makes the tasks more bearable if he can turn to you and just be aware of your presence. There is soon a running theory from locals that was started by Acerola that you two are married, and he finds himself oddly entranced by it. Maybe one day soon he would make that a reality, if he did not drop dead first.

[medyatina]

hum!Aziraphale, mermaid!Crowley

🌑 lighthouses are designed to show the way to ships lost in the seas, but in the vast expanses of the raging waters, sailors are far from the only ones who are attracted by their light 🌑

× × ×

Aziraphale liked this kind of activity. not to say that the work is very simple, but it is not dusty either. there was something about spending your weekdays on a stately high lighthouse, breathing in the sea air with a full chest, and in your free time reading old books in a cozy, warm room with the sound of waves hitting rocks coming from outside. as a keeper, he was finishing a very successful sixth week.

the days at this job were calm and pleasant, but still Aziraphale adored the nights many times more. they were beautiful: the calmness of the sea, the calm surface of the water, the star-studded black sky and the light of his lighthouse rushing into the distance. he could spend all the late hours on the upper landing, admiring the moon and its reflection in the small soft waves, watching how the bright light of the lantern he lit bounced on the water with reflected reflections. the view was mesmerizing.

and every night, floating out of the dark depths, a pair of venomous yellow eyes, which he did not know about, watched him with mesmerizing. all the time Aziraphale was standing by the lantern, the apples completely drenched in gold did not hide under the eyelids for a second, and after that, when he left, their owner continued to hide under the water column again and again, waving his powerful fins over the sea with a splash. there was something about admiring the new caretaker from night to night, looking at the white slightly curly short strands trembling on the wind, dreaming that one day he would lower his gaze and finally notice him.

to want to take with him.

and very soon it will be possible. A storm would come here in a couple of days, and that night he would finally be able to show him that the sea stars were just as beautiful as the ones he loved to watch from the lighthouse.

[canines-alter-creation]

Hey Guys!!! Its Us!!! (We Were The Anon That Got The Builder's Choice A While Back, If Your Wondering Jupiter Is Doing AMAZING He Loves Writing Classical Music & Easing The Body To Sleep) But I Personally Have A Problem, As An Alter, I Am Very Touch Deprived, So I Was Wondering If We Could Have Someone To Help (If You Need Smth To Base My Personality Off Of I Am Just Your Standard Golden Retriever Personality) Again!!! This Is Optional, Feel Free To Send This To The Bottom Of Your Que ~ Sincerely, Sunny, From The Society Of The Depressed Mushroom🍄☀︎

HII! We+ finally got around to this request! So Our+ thoughts on this based on what you told Us+ about you, is to make a Black Cat type person to balance you out! I hope you like them!!

(Obviously not all beings described will turn out as written, but I hope it is helpful regardless!)

> Name(s): Jax, Axel, Blade, Orion, Storm, Void, Vortex, Moon

> Pronoun(s): he/dark/void/space/cat/paw/fluff/tail

> Age: similar to Sunny’s age 

> Gender: masc identifying, catgender, starbodiment, destria, stellarene, starmarked, nocturlance, voidcattic, mooncatic, gothcattic, punkcattic

> Sexuality: queer, very opposites attract but might have a 

> Role: personal soother, relational handler

> Source: brainmade, alterblogic

> Faceclaims:

> Sign-offs: 🐈‍⬛, 🐱, 🌑, 🌙, ⭐, 🐾

> Song theme:

> Front triggers(pos/neg/neu):

+ Sunny, metal and rock music, abandoned places at night, cats

/ Sunny being in front but not actively fronting, his job in general, things that remind star of Sunny

- anyone who upsets Sunny, people who don’t respect the system, mean people in general

> Likes/dislikes:

+ Being alone, night time, Sunny, coffee

- Pretty much everyone else, being touched without permission, being in large crowds

> Personality: “Black cat-esque”, moody and easily annoyed. They can be sort of bitey and hissy towards strangers. Doesn’t like to be provoked or talked to for no reason. May seem somewhat dismissive of others, just because they’re an introvert and prefer to be left alone. Sunny is the exception. Sunny is the only person that he’ll smile to, or allow to touch him or spend excess time around. Likes metal music or other kinds of loud music, but prefers to listen in headphones mostly alone. 

> Ways they do their role: Is a personal soother for Sunny, spending time with them and providing support and comfort. While he has other interests and hobbies, mostly prefers to be around Sunny if doing them. May also be a relationship protector for the whole system, being the only person able to lay down rules and boundaries in outer relationships, making sure that the body is respected and loved in the way that makes them happiest. 

> Inner world occupation or behavior: Might have an apartment or small room/house to himself. The walls are covered in posters and band merch (real and imagined bands). Prefers to be alone, and might spend time in various indoor places being alone (library, cafe, museums, etc). May also like going outside at night to hang out in parks, skateparks, and various abandoned areas. 

> Possible outerworld behavior: Largely solitary alter, only likes to front around people if Sunny is there to be social with them. May like to curl up in bed just listening to music or making art. Likes Sunny’s friends because they’re Sunny’s not because he has any particular attachment to them.

[d-amore]

Hiii, questions for the ask game! 12, 14, 24, for any f/o you want :3

Hello! since i have asks for leon and aizawa, i decided to answer this with senku, nasir and bruce :3c

MDNI!!!!

12: Your favourite body part of your f/o? Their favourite part of yours?

HANDS. i'm not really a hand fetish person (i. i think) but aough thinking of his hands make me feverish like a 19th century man seeing uncovered arms.

his hands are just... so nice.... they're really thin and veinous and look so pretty with rings..... i think i could come only with his hands working on me. and i think he knows that

ok and his favorite body part of mine (almost didn't see this question) is definitly neck + shoulders, especially uncovered. it's just so easy and fun to fluster me by kissing it there, but it's also his favorite part to mark bc it quickly shuts the question of "do you even fuck her" (yes he does. when he wants. always roughly)

14: What’s something that usually gets your f/o in the mood?

seeing clara's thighs (which. are shown to the world most times tbh) but SPECIALLY. high thigh socks/fishnets. it may be something common y'know and he's a little bit ashamed of it but he can't see her wearing fishnets without having an almost instant boner

24: How loud is your f/o? Do they moan/whine/whimper? Do they curse? Do they call your name like it’s the only thing they know?

bruce isn't too loud, but contrary to popular belief, he isn't quiet. he mostly groans and moans to my ears, telling me how good i am. sometimes, when he's close, he curses too. and oh, DEFINITLY he calls my name like that,, almost like a prayer

[reallyromealone]

So like

I made a fic

It's not a reader fic but instead about my twisted wonderland oc that's the vorpal blade and I'm proud of this so yeah, this is new for me so please be gentle

🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑

Deep within the woods surrounding the Night Raven College shrouded by ivy and plant life stood a sword. A soft glow radiated off the pearlescent sword, the longsword handle made of a silver-like metal twisted like roses and vines. Students didn't know what the sword was, and no one was able to release it from its prison from the stone it was stabbed in no matter the strength or the magic; it stood in its lonesome amongst the trees and the leaves.

"Please help me get a good grade on this test!" A student would beg for the sword, leaving an offering to the blade for fortune in their studies.

It was a school ritual of sorts, those daring to go through the woods to find the sword and hope it granted their wish of good grades or a confession of sorts.

And sometimes the sword granted it.

No one knew where the sword came from, what it was named, or who it belonged to but many theorized it was from the battle that created the Night Raven Academy, a bloodbath that took two centuries to heal both sides. "Why are you praying to some sword? Studying is all you need to pass!" Riddle grumbled as he and Carter went to this sword "This sword works! Not just in classes but occasionally with day-to-day!"

"Isn't that cheating?" Riddle glared and the other chuckled "Nah, it's only sometimes it works..." Maybe it was a placebo effect or maybe it worked but students liked to feel it had magic, it wouldn't be out of the realm after all. Riddle stared at the sword curiously, it seemed familiar, something heed seen before...

...but where?

Riddle didn't think of the sword much after that, his classes were his priority after all, and some sword in the woods didn't matter much to him. "Yes!" Carter seemed excited as he had a surprisingly high test score, he was pretty average in grades so it was something out of the ordinary "Told ya that sword was real!" He boasted as he leaned in his chair. It was late as Riddle looked through books in the library, skimming and searching for anything of use, he had seen this sword before!

Countless books stacked around him, looking for anything and everything... Then he found a book, old and dusty with red engravings on a grey binding "The Collapse of the Country of Roses" he was exhausted... But he will give this book a go he supposed... The candle was flickering as he looked through the pages, the grandfather clock ringing three, he should be asleep but he couldn't...

"The white Queen then cast a spell onto her general, once the man turned back into the... vorpal blade"

There it was.

The sword.

He knew of the vorpal blade, it was something every child in the queendom of hearts knew about... A sword so powerful it could slay the strongest of foes... When swung it sounded like singing...

He didn't care that it was the dead of night, trudging to the sword that glowed in the moonlight, the wind causing it to ring ever so slightly "So you are real..." Riddle couldn't believe it but here it was, just like the pictures...

Riddle did more research, days and nights between classes and club activities, he didn't know why he was so fixated on the sword...

He just wanted to know... What curse was placed?

"Oh it was a forbidden curse, old fae magic that we banned a few millennia ago" Riddle jolted as he looked to see Lilia hovering over him as he stared at the vorpal blade on the old book with a knowing look "the white Queen did it, did you know that? He didn't deserve it"

Wait...

"Did... You know him?" Riddle knew Lilia was old... But... How old was he?

"I did... He was quite a nice...person?" Lilia didn't know he could describe the other as a person, he was technically a person... But he was also a magic sword...

"Do you know how to free him?"

Lilia was quiet "I'm not sure...let's ask Headmaster Crowley"

the two speed walked to the headmaster, students looking curious as these two never really hung out like this, the two holding Riddle's research close as the sound of their feet tapped against their feet, by the sevens why did this school have to be so big?! They finally reached the headmaster's door, grand and imposing as usual, knocking twice as the door creaked open with magic no doubt "My my, don't you two look out of breath~" Crowley teased as he sipped his tea "Why are you two coming to my office in such a flurry? Is the world ending in such a hurry?"

"We have reason to believe the vorpal blade is on campus"

This caught the man (?) Attention as he set his tea down "Do you have your evidence to prove this claim?"

Riddle set all his evidence on the table and let the headmaster look through "This exact blade is in the enchanted woods in the exact way the story says, it grants wishes and when the wind hits it, it sings" Riddle said seriously and Crowley's face no longer held that playfulness, serious etched behind the mask he wore "let me see this sword"

Crowley, Vargas, and Crewel accompanied the students as they went to the sword, the two showing them the sword that had ivy growing on its side and Lilia felt sick.

This was the sword.

This was Rovina.

"Rovina..."

"You two knew each other right?" Lilia nodded as he gently touched the blade "his signature spell was vorpal glory... He summoned this exact sword... He was a great general you know? Served the white Queen right down to the last moment..."

"How do we free this... Sword?" Vargas looked confused as he stared at the glowing blade, it was the vorpal blade "Maybe we take it out so we can examine it further?" Crewel said casually and Riddle walked to the blade and grabbed its handle, a wave of familiarity washed over him as he pulled it out.

A white glow overtook their vision, the sword transforming... Into a man?

On his knees, skin pale as the moon, and long strands of ivory hair were Rovina, the vorpal blade. His toga was an off white and the gold accents of his jewelry made him look almost angelic, the golden coronet on his head acting as a halo "holy shit" was all Vargas could muster as Crowley felt something bubble inside of him, a smug pride knowing that this would infuriate the royal swords academy.

"My my, why don't we get you inside yes?"

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Caregiver Merrick Stimboard for Anon! (≧◡≦)

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✨HEADCANONS✨

🩶A very calm caregiver, focusing more on calmer activities than ones with lots of energy.

🕯This doesn't mean that Merrick won't play with you or go out on an adventure with you. Merrick just specializes in a more calmer caregiver headspace.

🍪One of Merrick's favorite things to do is go out hiking, either with or without you. But he's always thinking of you, finding cool little rocks and trinkets to bring home to you, hoping that you'd love them as much as he did.

🩶If you somehow get hurt, do not fret! Merrick is right there, already patching you up, a warm smile on his face, telling you how strong you are.

🕯Best bedtime story reader!! He'll settle down with you, all snuggled up in a warm soft blanket, plush friends being held close to you. Let's you pick out which story to read and with a soft warm smile, sets off to start reading. The reward of seeing his little all cozy and snug makes him feel accomplished.

🍪Avid lullaby listener. Whether you prefer lullabies, classical music, or lofi. Merrick is happily playing the soft music for you. (He loves it too).

🩶Sets up his bedroom with warm fairy lights. Night lights are a must have for him. Merrick enjoys watching projecting night lights with you while you two de-stress after a hard mission.

🕯Warm foods enjoyer. Always preferring soft warm foods over normal temp. Big coffee/tea/hot chocolate drinker. He makes the best hot chocolate for his little, letting you pick out what you'd like in it.

🍪Merrick is like a huge loving bear, always willing to take care of you, help you, or anything else you might need.

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This is for anon who requested it ≦(._.)≧

My tumblr is being super weird with posting rn, I lost the ask つД｀)･ﾟ･｡･ﾟ*

I love the Ghosts though and had to make this! (Merrick has such a huge soft place in my heart.)

REQUESTS: OPEN!

[khaire-traveler]

🌑 Subtle Harpocrates Worship 🌹

Take time to sit in silence with yourself; become comfortable with your own presence

Keep secrets that people tell you; don't tell the stories that aren't yours to tell (e.g. a person's trauma, an embarrassing thing someone has shared, etc.)

Have a candle that reminds you of him (no altar needed)

Wear jewelry that reminds you of him

Keep a picture of him in your wallet

Have a stuffed animal snake, snail, or hawk (sparrowhawk specifically)/bird of prey

Have imagery of roses, wings, sunrises, or secrets/mysteries (maybe fog?) around

Take a walk under the new moon (if it is safe to do so in your area)

Watch the sunrise; watch the first sunrise of winter

Engage with childhood media or activities

Drink some wine or berry-flavored tea; raise a glass in his honor

Read about mysteries; mysteries in history, unsolved cases of things, mystery novels, etc.

If you have long hair, wear it in a side-braid

Learn when to keep certain things to yourself; practice restraint

Take time to meditate in a dark and quiet environment; take that time to decompress and practice mindfulness

Ground yourself regularly; practice emotional regulation skills

Learn not to judge a book by its cover; be more understanding with people

Study psychology/the human mind

Be kind to children; play with them if offered

Wear blues, purples, muted colors, or colors of the sunrise

Explore new places, especially abandoned places or places that have an air of mystery to them

Sit with a loved one in silence; do your own thing as you are together

Engage in a relaxing activity; read a book, draw, do yoga, etc.

Take a self-care bath/shower, especially with dim light (please be safe about this)

Forgive yourself for past mistakes; practice releasing past regrets

Learn to become comfortable within your own presence

Light a bonfire and sit in front of it under the night sky; focus on the peace of the moment, the warmth of the fire, the silence of the night

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This was a requested deity, and it was rather difficult to find information on him, unfortunately. He was a result of cultural fusion between the Greeks and Egyptians, and very little is known about him. He is known as the God of Silence, interestingly due to a cultural misunderstanding on the part of the Greeks, thinking his raised finger meant hushing when the Egyptians symbolized childhood with his raised finger (raised finger as in this: 🤫). Honestly, I had never heard of him before receiving the request. 💀

Nonny, wherever you are, I hope you find this helpful! Take care, friend. 💜

Link to Subtle Worship Master list

[see-arcane]

Ok here goes

The Red Book 📕

Unknown and Terrible 🌑⚰️

Long Night Drive 🚙 (if I ever travel again to the USA I am doing so again why are night roadtrips so eerie there what happened)

The Harker Records 🖤 🖋️

Death's Dogs 🐕☠️

The M.A.D Gods 😤

Bloody Anniversary 💒

Lady Luna Blue 🔵

The Red Book 📕: A collection of some more explicitly saucy supernatural works. I tend to kind of tiptoe around any direct sexual/erotic aspects in things I write, so this would be more like a writing exercise than anything else, just to see how I can rework (disdainful literati voice) ~smut~ into something meatier ha ha than just a one-and-done indulgence shot. I don't see this one being put together anytime soon, as, again, I'm still prone to side-stepping outright raunchiness versus innuendo. But we'll see what happens.

Unknown and Terrible 🌑⚰️: Short version? Jonathan Harker winds up as the new Dracula following a very bloody climax in Transylvania. He uses Scholomance magic to pull Francis' reincarnation bullshit out through his nose, brings Mina back as a new soul, and tries to get her back. It is very much about me being a petty prick and proving Jonathan and Mina = The Better Romance and the Better Tragic Vampire Lovers. Choke on it, Francis.

Long Night Drive 🚙: This one fittingly only seems to haunt me when I'm driving after dark on empty roads. The premise being a sort of liminal What If? What if someone started a long drive at night and neither the road or the night ever ended? What if the last wrong turn turned them off of Earth's road map and onto Someplace Else's? Ideally this would only hit the driver on a night of Importance. One of those 'things are crossing over' nights--and they crossed over in the wrong direction. Uh oh.

The Harker Records 🖤 🖋️: Oh, but this one gives me brain itches. It's hazy at the edges, but it'd be a sort of fusion between anthology and purposeful/linked Big Narrative. Basically, the Harkers and their friends start becoming unofficial monster hunters/recorders/aides. I always love when paranormal stories have it work out so that if you're stamped once by the uncanny, the uncanny continues to gravitate toward you. I'd like to see them interact with myriad eerie happenings across public domain horrors together. Peak couple's activity <3

Death's Dogs 🐕☠️: An examination of how Death has an abundance of dogs with various tasks bred into them. And how Dracula maybe crossed the paths of more than one spectral hound during his English holiday.

The M.A.D Gods 😤: Augh, it's gathered so much dust, BUT I STILL LOVE IT AND MY WEIRD NUCLEAR NEON YELLOW PANTHEON SO MUCH. The gist is that 1) The Universe was made by one entity basically ejecting the bulk of Its body mass away so Matter could happen and flourish 2) That shit's tiring 3) The Atomic God (named because It is responsible for every atom in the universe) closes Earth around it like shell/blanket for an eons-long nap 4) It creates two guard-gods, Maker and Breaker, to keep any cosmic horror jerks out of the neighborhood--It ditched them to make the known universe so It could have some peace, finally. 5) Hijinks ensue as Maker and Breaker dutifully chokeslam any Lovecraftian interlopers out of the galaxy and spend their free time watching humanity fuck shit up

Bloody Anniversary 💒: An unexpected meetup of various couples in various states of actually being in love, each celebrating their anniversary. One of these couples is older than they seem. And maybe not celebrating the anniversary anyone would expect.

Lady Luna Blue 🔵: Started out as alternative what-if for who the Pretty Girl in Piccadilly might be. She could still go that route, but I think my imagination has long since run off with her into more original territory. Lady Luna Blue is her professional name; at least as Victorian era mediums and mystics go. In-between card readings and seances, she catches the attention of something with much more supernatural weight than she's prepared for. And it happily takes advantage when she invites any 'wandering spirits' in.

[moonpool-system]

Introducing the facets of the Prism subsystem!

[pt: Introducing the facets of the Prism Subsystem!]

We've referred to ourselves collectively for so long because the times we end up blurry or rapidly switching makes it hard to establish hard lines between us. But we still don't want to be seen as singular, so we thought we'd craft intros! We'll keep this one updated.

🌌 General information 🌌

🌕 Collective name: Prism / The Prism

🌕 Collective pronouns: they/them, ona

🌕 We are a median subsystem! We're all spiritually alterhuman as well. We consider ourselves to share a soul.

🌕 We are a monoconscious subsystem! We aren't really able to communicate between ourselves. Switching feels more like shapeshifting, but by changing fundamental aspects about ourself/ves.

🌕 We are collectively frontstuck. The closest we can get to leaving front is a tuned-out, almost half-asleep state while members not in the subsystem use the body. However, we can enter headspace to an extent via meditation! We share a mindform that changes appearance depending on facet.

🌕 Our three most likely origins include autistic masking, spiritual alterhumanity, and regular old complex trauma

🌕 We use "we" and "I" both pretty fluidly, since not only are we all connected facets, but we share the same point of awareness due to our monoconscious structure.

🌕 We collectively identify as greysexual demiromantic, but that varies significantly depending on the member! Gender isn't really a factor to us in attraction as much as a certain "vibe" we can't quite describe.

🌕 As for our own gender, the body is transneu and we all identify at least partially with the moon, stars, & ocean, but gender specifics vary between members. We're also pretty collectively lunaeflux ! Species-wise, we collectively identify as a shapeshifter and a changeling. (Not a physical shifter)

🌕 We're collectively a Chaos witch, and while all of us believe in one way or another, some of us practice in outerworld more than others.

🌌 Meet the Prism's facets! 🌌

Intros will be written in the third person by another facet until the facet themselves is able to fill it out in the first person. Links on the names are to images of us we've drawn!

💜 Moth - they/it - #prism subsys (moth) - I'm the one that typed all that out so I guess I'll put myself first ^^ I'm uhh a moth idk. We have a few past lives where we were a moth so I'm an amalgamation of all that, and I also tend to front when we're low energy or need to take a rest. I'm usually around at night and I gravitate toward the color purple. I'm greysexual and demiromanticflux, I think

🌘 Lucis - lu/lun, ou/oun, they/them - #prism subsys (lucis) - Hi, I'm a moon elf that comes around pretty often to hyperfixate/enthuse about special inerests, manage relationships, and do most outerworld magic. I can be a bit of an anxiety holder but that's okay- I'm also the system-manageriest of all of us, so I try to stay aware of and record as much as possible about us. Ask me about our past lives!

🌑 Eclipse - they/it - #prism subsys (eclipse) - Some sort of living shadow being, paranoia holder & handler of meltdowns, as well as an OCD holder. Caring & dedicated, sticks to its beliefs.

🗡️ Aeber - they/them, lu/lun, ou/oun - #prism subsys (aeber) - An amalgam of a few different "thief archetype" past lives, distrusting and quiet. Willing to go farther than most of us to take care of what needs to be done, but pushes outsiders away because of it. Keeps an extremely small close circle only ou trusts.

🔫 Cans - she/they, fae/faer - #prism subsys (cans) - An excitable Inkling that fronts when we're feeling bodily energetic, which is a rarity! Loves physical activities, art with vivid colors, and vintage (read: 80s-90s aesthetics) clothing. Very loudly alloaro

💀 Minato - they/them, it/its, lu/lun, ona - #prism subsys (minato) - I'm... I don't even know how to describe my species, I'm the Sea of the Soul in a human body. But I digress. I'm a Minato Arisato (Persona 5) fictive, and the Prism's holder for melancholy and other morbid emotions. I'm asexual and demiromantic. I like to think I'm more confident in myself than facets like Lucis and Eclipse. Each life is precious and short. Memento Mori.

🃏 Akira - ae/aer, he/him, they/them - #prism subsys (akira) - Heya, I'm a Joker fictive and I've been here since we started advocating for ourselves in high school. I keep us grounded and try to appreciate the little things, like making good food and sitting outside in nice weather. I'm pretty good at shopping and cooking. There's another Akira here that we're median with, but he's outside the Prism so it's pretty funny when we end up talking to each other. If I could front when I wanted I'd be cooking all our meals with him

📻 Croissant/Rabbit - they/them, she/him - #prism subsys (rabbit) - WAHAHAHA I FINALLY EXIST AGAIN - I mean uh. Ahem. Hiiii I'm a multifictive of Croissant cookie from CRK (original timeline) and a rlly obscure character from the Rabbits podcast. I come around when we're feeling relaxed & methodical or really into time travel stuff. I like theoretical physics, applied metaphysics, chaos theory, things like that! I think too much about time loops that's probably why I haven't been here in ages

💗 Nora - he/her - #prism subsys (nora) - A nervous yet socialable facet that takes the form of a transfem Nora Universe (SU) fictive. Equal parts passionate and uncertain, struggles to get a grasp on her identity and cares deeply for others. Good at socializing and masking.

🏔️ Madeline - she/it/they - #prism subsys (madeline) - A fictive from Celeste that fronts when we're higher energy - confident, stubborn, and always eager to do things & move forward. One of the most grounded in doing things for ourselves in outerworld, but doesn't show up very often.

🐾 Kitter / "Kit" - it/its, kit/kits, crit/critts - #prism subsys (kit) - A fluffy creature with white fur & grey skin, akin to an anthropomorphic felid or canid. (y'know how ferrets or foxes feel like a combination of both? yeah that) It's semiverbal and fronts when we're low energy, overwhelmed, or feeling safe enough to completely relax. It likes being around people, soft textures, and nice music.

🏹 Link - fae/faer, they/he - #prism subsys (link) - I'm a Link/Hylian fictive that tries to find a balance between helping out others and staying grounded. I like to spend time outside and exist where I am, and I feel drawn toward nature magick. I like talking about my fictive & otherkin canons, Hylian & Sheikah lore & mythos, archery. I get sub-shifts depending on which life I'm feeling most like at the time, it's complicated but still me. I'm halfway between an exotrauma/phoenitrauma holder and a current-trauma holder.

🎲 Ouma - they/he/it/any - #prism subsys (ouma) - A Kokichi Ouma fictive that channels the desire to talk about our exotrauma and a blatant disdain toward common social structure. Flips between wanting everyone to listen to him and paranoia over rejection. A good few of us are exotrauma/phoenitrauma holders but he's most prominent

🌕 Rei - he/him, they/them, lu/lun - #prism subsys (rei) - A Rei Kon (Beyblade) fictive that has a very grounded, specifically masculine iteration of our lunar identity. Either tigerkin or tigerhearted? Physically active but knows how to pace himself. Really mentally stable but very hard to get in front

🪽 Emily/Em - E/Em, it/they/she - #prism subsys (em) - A Seraph and Eclipse's parallel opposite; dedicated & caring, always trying to help others; a paranoia & OCD holder. Compassionate and tries hard to be likeable.

🍬 Bonnie - they/her - #prism subsys (bonnie) - A Princess Bubblegum fictive and very recent member! Blunt & principled, fascinated by magic and calls it "science we don't understand yet". Friendly and confident, but easily offended.

✨ Twilight - she/they - #prism subsys (twilight) - I'm a twilight sparkle fictive!! I love research, spending time with my friends, magic & metaphysics, organizing things, and more! I don't know how long I've been here, I've thought I was only a kin shift for so long. I have a lot of exomemories that mostly line up with canon so feel free to ask things!

💥 Shannon - she/it - #prism subsys (Shannon) - A fragment that turned into a facet, excitable and has no filter

🦠 Patience - any/it, ey/em/eir - #prism subsys (Patience) - Hello, I'm a recent facet that's here to help stabilize the system's expectations and needs in the face of reality. I took the mindform of Yi from Nine Sols, but I'm not a fictive of him. I try to bring us back to neutral by talking us down and appreciating little things rather than hoping for larger change. It's nice to meet you.