#of the anonymous persuasion

[semiotomatics]

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.infinitycow.eplay

lol this app was released in may 2023, has 50k+ downloads, and _zero_ reviews? surejan.jpg

friendly reminder to never click unsolicited links, esp from anonymous tumblr asks ^-^ i searched the string after the ? and found the app that way, but i also found a heckton of other tumblr users that have gotten this exact same message. in this case the link itself is safe (it just leads to the google play store page for the E-Play app) but i highly suspect the app itself is No Good :/ better safe than sorry!!

[vermillioncrown]

Fuck you and your writing. What the hell. How tbe fuck did you make a tasteful brothel scene, how the hell did you manage to do all this shit. This chapter was fuckin heart wrenching. I wanted to see WWX get fucked up and then he did and it wasn't satisfying, but it was good writing and i liked it regardless. God. How the hell did you do this shit. What the fuck.

:^) thank you, i hit my target :^) :^)

=

because i really, really cared about getting the exact flavor of this chapter right, so much so that it took over a year.

the brothel scene is so important in what it means in the fic, which is more than showing that zyx fucked. or that zyx fucked a girl for real. or to do some questioning of sexuality.

(which i think i had to go through the five stages of grief when someone excitedly talked about it like having sex means someone is no longer aspec like... every day i am confronted by the fact we all coexist with vastly different perspectives on reality, and these realities are all true to some extent, sigh)

it's also not about being edgy and buying hookers, getting drunk, and all that.

so without using prostitution, nightlife, and sex as a prop and just being real with it, i hope that it doesn't come off goofy, edgy, or objectifying. the perils of trying to convey complicated feelings without therapy speak in-fic, and being really honest in someone's motivations and reactions (bc, unavoidably, it IS an SI).

the brothel scene and its whole fallout was so important, in fact, that i rewrote the entire order of the chapter. originally, the scenes were supposed to be in chronological order. logical, but it just felt like a boring recounting of events. sure, the events are fresh and we wanna see what zyx-mess happens next, but it's just a bunch of 'and then, and then, and then'. works for interlude chapters (ch8, ch15), but this really isn't one.

seguing, i learned a lot from how i wrote bil. dbd will never be as lean as bil, but it reminded me that when i drafted the fic, i focused on certain developments and ideas for a reason. also, since it's a chapter that doesn't involve too many canon characters, which let's be real that's usually the reason we stick around these kinds of fics, it needed to have purpose and be clear about what feeling it's trying to convey

even at the cost of simplicity in order of events

it would have been so difficult to keep the type of upset that zyx is feeling through a chapter that spans months, develops two interpersonal relationships, has a big oopsie, in chronological order without a too-angsty tone. too many periodic reminders would feel jarring and obtrusive, and exaggerate it. and that's also just not how zyx (i) deal with upsets, thank you adhd

and like, doing that for 10k+. (eternally i thank my readers for their patience and willingness to read so much bc people don't read fanfic for deep analysis and extra hw...) that's too much.

=

the second most important scene is the wwx duel, you got it. (i'd lump the lxc duel there, too bc those two are kinda related)

(sometimes i worry i made wwx too annoying. but then i talk myself back--it's always perspective. wwx isn't doing more than he already did in canon. we just have someone who can articulate how they feel about what he does, and he's not the main narrator of dbd.)

we get to a very clear demonstration of zyx as a character--it's more or less "i have no mouth and i must scream". here's your chance to be violent. you know you want it. do it. act out, make yourself heard.

zyx doesn't do it.

and you know what? i will be honest, truly honest here: i am sorry if you can instantly clock why zyx is the way they are, because for real 'recognition of the self in the other'.

lack of satisfaction--when you know what you wanted all along was for something to have never have happened at all, would punishment (displaced punishment) satisfy you? would it fix you? sometimes it helps, just for a moment. but i've answered this question enough times that i know i'd rather have never had to ask that question in the first place.

=

tldr: it's because it's a chapter about emotional honesty, and i as the author was really fucking honest and tried my fucking best to convey that.

[butleroftoast]

When laying out his personal history, Morris has been described as realising he prefers the company of rats to humans. He'd probably describe it this way himself, if anybody ever prised a discussion on his background out of him.

It's not entirely untrue. He does prefer the rats to the noble families determined to eradicate the pests from their estates, and that is why he left for the druid circle. What he neglects to mention is his first conversation with a rat after learning Speak With Animals.

The rat - not part of the colony Morris lives with now, but a male who had escaped a poisoning incident in his own nest - told Morris about life in the city. He told him about the constant struggle for survival, never knowing whether a tempting piece of food would be deadly, about people's horror over their presence, how he'd seen a rat mother and her pups beaten to death with the flat end of a fire pan. Worse, he told Morris about the comfort of the nest and the day the ratcatchers found it. It was a story Morris was intimately familiar with, but not from the rat's point of view.

Some ratcatchers used terriers (young rats up for a fight, torn apart, through the stomach, head from legs, their blood and innards smeared across the dog's jaws). Some would send bolts of magic down the holes (a brilliant light, and then a pile of corpses, flattened and laminated against the wall). Some would lure the rats out with sweet-scented oils and foods, cage them, and then drown or burn them or, worse, keep them alive, to be used to cheat some other noble out of their coin, or to fight each other and the dogs in pits.

Then there was the poison, which was safer for property than magic and more thorough than trapping or dogs, despite the smell a week later. Often the cheapest option, the other added bonus was limiting the noble's interaction with a common ratcatcher, who could instead lay the poison and go, leaving the cleanup for the servants later.

Meanwhile, from the perspective of the rat: returning to the nest with a bounty of food, followed by a creeping sickness. Tainted food or starvation, no escape, bodies on bodies of sick rats squeezed together until there was no room to move, those who weren't poisoned suffocating on the hides of their dying family, and the smell. It's how they communicate, and how the rat told this tale, and therefore how Morris felt it: the overwhelming, sickening stench of fear and death clogging ever-diminishing air.

And that was him. He caused that. To humans it was pest control; to the rats it was a slaughter.

The rat communicates this story pretty matter-of-factly, merely recreating the sensations it experienced. There's not much room for deep emotional speculation in a rat's life. It haunted Morris, though, and he knew there would be no going back.

(Spending more time with the rats throws his priorities so out of alignment that he becomes unable to see it any other way than as committing mass murder, even though the rats never seem to care much about his past and readily acknowledge that rats kill rats in desperate times. It's only much later in his arc, when he's forced, painfully and reluctantly, to connect with actual people again, that he begins to accept he was a human doing a human thing and his subsequent reaction may have been slightly disproportionate. It did not require a lifetime of isolation and self-loathing. Maybe his response was more deeply rooted in his own mental health issues than he was prepared to admit.)

[oflights]

oh my god, i love the idea of drarry austen AUs so fucking much, that’s so lovely, i adore that for them

i love them so much!! such good stories and character beats to adapt. i have no idea when i want to explore one but i definitely have it on my list! it'll be so much fun.

[booasaur]

very glad you put wtfock on my radar, I'm loving it so far. anais and bobbie are super cute

You're very welcome! Aren't they darling? I've fallen behind a bit, but I've seen enough to know that they're incredibly adorable, and I can't really remember the last time we got treatment like this, all these little beats, for very specifically a young f/f couple, like that scene in the record shop, or putting on makeup. And gosh, kudos again to the actresses (and the casting people), Anais and Bobbie's hearteyes for each other are genuinely ridiculous.

I'm sure there's gonna be angst ahead, but I really hope they're endgame and I don't really know how they can't be?? How can you have two people so into each other and then not have them end up together? If they broke up at the end of this season, I would 100% expect them to just keep pining in the next? The only thing I can think of is Bobbie moving away, and even then, it'd be like, well, it's a matter of circumstance, there's still hope eventually.

[almea]

What class are you playing BG3

I'm playing an evocation wizard! I wanted to play a caster, but I didn't know whether dealing with aoe spells would be a big issue and sorcerers felt a little more involved for a first playthrough, so that seemed like the simplest route. I also just wanted to collect all the spells lmao.

I'm also eventually going to play a cleric of Selune to romance Shadowheart because I think that would be hysterical and also the ultimate drama.

[austennerdita2533]

Persuasion filipino version is coming

I AM SO READY FOR IT. Persuasion is one of my favorite books/love stories and I can never have enough adaptations of it. And I love the idea of an adaptation with a diverse cast.

[molinaesque]

Just watched Ladyhawk because of you. Never heard of the film before and WHAT A SHAME i didn't run across it earlier. But glad I did now. It was wonderful, thank you. ;;

Eyyyy I'm glad you liked it 👍👍

[biaswreckmepls]

do you know any fics similar to ELIPSISM? i loved it so much and i've been trying so hard to find something similar <3

ngl bestie, i got a question just like this about 3 years ago, and i'm tempted to give the same answer to this as I gave to that - that this type of fic is just really dark, too dark and upsetting for my taste personally.

But here's what I'll do, I'll drop a few other 'A Silent Voice' AU fics, why not see if they're what you're looking for?

Voice by imaginaryfriendashkun (Yoonjin)

The Shape of Your Voice by MynameisMitsuha (Jihope)

Let me know how these turn out!

[semiotomatics]

moment of panic when you can't find your beloved mutual oh wait oh ok they just changed their username ok carry on

💚💚💚 im so sorry beloved mutual, i promise im not going anywhere!! tho i may end up changing my url again at some point 😅 i am nothing if not indecisive

[empatheticxangel]

Tag Dump

Tag dump 3

Shed Your Bloodstained Wings || Out of Character

Reflections of My Empathy || Musings

Angelic Sights || Aesthetics

Persuasions of the Divine || Quotes

Can You See How I Feel? || Videos

The Voices of Higher Beings Sing To Me || Audio

Words Do Not Always Heal || Memes

The General Has Flown In || In Character

The Council Has Heard Your Queries || Asks

Masked Emotions || Anonymous

Counting Fallen Feathers || Starter Call

Recalling The Council || Mutuals Only

Focus Not On The Colors I Bear || Images

May You Fly With Angels || Promos

Emotions Tell No Lies || Headcanons

Sinful As Any Other Man || Self Promo

Feathery and Sweet Confectionery || Food

Honorably Discharged || Retired Veteran AU

[navree]

Deleting twitter ❤❤❤

The way that I was literally about to put my computer away and then saw this ask notification (along with a few others y'all are chatty tonight) and put the computer back on just to say good job. Twitter can be good if you follow the right people but sometimes it be a hellscape.

[cheyisagirlkisser]

can you write a pit fighter vi smut fic where the reader works at a restaurant in zaun and vi comes in drunk and starts flirting with her pretty please 😼

Thank you sm for the request:3 hope you enjoy!

Content: 1.5k words, dub-con (Vi is drunk), casual sex, use of strap-ons (r! recieving), oral sex (r! receiving), slight overstimulation, this is rlly filthy blame anonymous for giving me the ammo to write this

Your hands are busy with several plates and your feet are sore in your shoes. Customers in Zaun have no decorum, either!

Being a waitress is not fun, especially not in a dingy restaurant like "The Sludge Pit." It's where most people are coming back from watching fights next door and want a cheap meal. To say that you hate you job is an understatement. But...money is tight, so choices are limited. It could be worse. You could be a prostitute at Babette's.

You've heard rumors that the fight tonight is going to be huge. There's a recently been a new fighter people have been placing bets on - a girl named Vi. You've heard the name before, of course. Jinx's sister, someone who was involved with a Piltie girl. You hated to get involved with all of the drama in Piltover, though; it was all meaningless. It was all just pointless drama that ended in another person in Zaun getting the short end of the stick or dead without a proper burial. Whatever happened was so hard to care about when it felt like an everyday thing.

However, something about the girl you've been hearing rumors about intrigued you. It is apparently often that this Vi chick is bulldozing men in the ring, getting drunk off her ass, and fucking Babette's whores. She got her heart broken, now she's all bitter, and you can't help but wonder what this girl is even like. What could she possibly be like when she's this well-known in the under-city?

It's around midnight. The fight is over because a huge crowd is occupying The Sludge Pit. You've got your poor hands full, tasked with scribbling down rude men's orders and serving them. Some are fucking creepy, too. You wonder if the Vi girl will be coming in tonight, but your curiosity is suddenly dashed when you hear the restaurant BOOMING with cheers from the main area.

When you walk out of kitchen, the first thing you see is the back left table seated with a black-haired girl. She's got no shirt on, just bandages that hug her body and a leather jacket. Her jeans are tightly fitted, sculpted onto her meaty things. The black pigment on her face is all messy. Next to her is a burly brunette man, facial hair covering most of his face. You've seen him before - "Loris."

When you approach Vi's table, she looks up at you and lets out a slight laugh. You look devourable, your hair back in two braids, fly-aways from the day's work. Your eyes are wide, and you look pretty terrified. Poor waitress. She's already decided that you're gonna be her next slut.

"Hi! I'll be your waitress today, what can I get for you-" Your voice is so shaky, oh fuck.

Usually, Vi wouldn't be so forward, but she just got back from the bar. There's too much liquid courage in her system, so now she's gonna get what she wants.

"Don't worry 'bout me, baby. Get my friend Loris here a burger."

You almost choke on your own spit.

Her voice isn't at all what you expected, not raspy or deep, but actually soft and persuasive. She's slurring her words slightly, but you're too focused on her eyes, the soft blue sparkle in them and the half-lidded, carefree look that is complimentary.

"Uhhh, okay! One burger coming right up!"

You soon come back with a shaky hand, plate in your palm. You set the burger down and look up down, adjusting your waitress skirt.

"One burger!"

Vi gives you a wide, lazy smile. Loris is just laughing, he's probably as drunk as her.

"Thanks, baby. How much will that be?"

"Ohhh....well, it's on the house. Since you won tonight, and all.." All rationale seems to leave you when Vi's calling you baby. Your boss is gonna chew you out for this, but the drunken giggle that leaves her mouth is so worth it.

"On the house? No, baby..c'mon, lemme pay."

You laugh and blow a stray strand of hair out out of your face. Her voice makes you imagine her throwing you around on your bed. "No, really, it's fine.."

"Hm..well, if you're not gonna let me use my money, why don't I pay you back in some other way?"

You stare at her for a second.

"What...?"

She chuckles at the cute but shocked look on your face. "Seriously. I wanna pay you back for the burger, since you're such a cute little waitress.."

She's got you in her twin-sized bed as she pounds into you at a pace you're surprised doesn't break the bed. You look utterly cock-drunk underneath her as her hips slam into yours: eyes practically rolled back into your noggin, whining on each and every thrust she gives your sopping pussy. Fuck, she's already obsessed with you.

Her hands are holding the back of your knees to keep you in position, and she pulls the cock halfway out of your pussy and slams back in, earning herself a wounded squeal from you.

"That's it, baby. Take all of my cock like a good girl," she coos, her eyes moving down to watch the hot-pink silicone disappear in your pretty pussy, and she's almost drooling at the sight.

"P-Please!! Please fuck me, oh my god!" You're screaming for her (soon you'll be creaming), and all Vi can think is how she wants to lick the cum out of your pussy when she's done plowing into you.

She laughs and spreads you legs back so she can hitch them around her own waist, still throwing sloppy thrusts into you. Your legs automatically wrap around her sides and she collapses onto your body, mouth wet and lazy on your throat. She's hardly thrusting now, just grinding up into your cunt like a dog in heat.

"Ohhh, fuckkk...this is the best pussy I've had in so fucking long, did you know that?" She's whimpering like she's not the one slinging strap..

You can't even answer with a proper response, only offering up a broken moan because in this position, the cockhead of the toy is bullying your sweet, spongey spot and making you see stars. By grinding into you, the base of the harness is catching on Vi's clit perfectly, making her her pace grow less and less composed She's fucking you like a touch deprived cave-man, for fuck's sake.

You hear feel her body tense up, and now she's pounding into you, each time your skin connects her body is pressing further into your, grinding her pussy against the harness, making you whine her name.

"You want me to cum inside you, huh? I bet you'd just love that. Wish I actually could cum inside this sweet little pussy." Her words grow more and more deranged the longer she's fucking you, and they send you right over the edge with a gasp and a cry out. For mercy, or for bliss, she isn't able to tell.

You poor legs are shaking around her waist and your voice is chanting her name like a prayer along with cute little cries of "I'm cumming for you, Violet!!" You indeed did cum, your face all flushed and your hips bucking up into hers, making her own cunt clench with need as she hits her own peak. She kisses you to swallow your sweet whines, tongue sliding against yours so you can taste the Vodka on it. She's just rutting into your pussy, and she swears she can feel your walls milking her cock like it's real. The alcohol in her system really does make her delusional.

When she's done, she pulls out of you and throws the strap-on somewhere in the floor, immediately moving down your body to suck the cum out of your tender hole.

You whine and protest, "V-Vi!! Too sensitive!"

She moves her lips to give your clit a firm suck and holds you legs open, "shh, just need to clean you up first.."

Her tongue moves to fuck your pussy as deeply as it can, filling you with the hot, wet muscle, and grazing your overstimulated g-spot until you're begging for mercy and she relented to go swirl around your previously neglected clit.

Her hands are groping your tits, your own tugging at her shitty dye-job as you buck your hips up in the air for more. She doesn't stop, giving you exactly what you want, sucking at your engorged clit and flicking it shamelessly with her tongue.

"Fuckk, V-Vi!! I'm gonna cum again!!"

Your juices paint her face so perfectly, mixing in with her black make-up and making an even bigger mess of your sopping cunt. She pulls back to see your face all red, soft little pants leaving your lips, and your chest heaving like you just ran a marathon. You look perfectly ruined, your hole still wrecked from the cock she fucked you with and your braids messed up into oblivion, but you look satisfied. She really paid you back for that burger, didn't she?

Safe to say, The Sludge Pit is her favorite place to find a meal at.

[boypied]

RED, WHITE, AND A ROYAL MÉNAGE À TROIS.

pairings:taylor zakhar perez x male!reader x nicholas galitzine

summary: Taylor shows his co-star Nicholas what his boyfriend does for a living, which ultimately leads to Taylor willing to share him for one night and one night only.

requested by: anonymous

warnings: SMUT, threesome, anal sex, double penetration, spit roasting.

They were both utter perfection, sculpted by gods. They were people everyone used in their spank banks. They were total utter sex gods. Taylor was always so kind to you, all the time, yet when he asked you to go out with him a couple of years ago you thought he was joking. He took you out of many dates and made sure you were always satisfied, You met Nicholas when Taylor had went to do a chemistry read for red, white and royal blue.

It went perfectly, he ended up getting the job and you went with him everywhere on set. It made you look sort of possessive over your boyfriend especially since it was a gay romance movie but you tried not too focus on whatever anyone else was saying. Anytime Nicholas and Taylor filmed a sex scene the shoot always went on for hours and hours causing you to be jealous for long periods of time, and Nicholas had taken notice to that. A big smirk grew on his face and let's just say another thing also grew to help him come up with an idea.

Long story short, Nicholas brought up the idea to Taylor, and he agreed without needing any sort of persuasion. Nicholas sent you an instant text message telling you that Taylor needed you immediately, so you ran over to his trailer and bursted yourself in stumbling over slightly before regaining your footing. Your eyes widen in utter disbelief when your eyes meet with two naked men in the trailer; your boyfriend and his movie co-star.

Before you can even open your mouth, Nicholas walks over and presses his lips against yours, completely taking you back, causing you to have an out of body experience. Taylor walks over to you both and goes up behind you gently pressing his bare cock against your clothed cheeks, he presses his abs against your back and his hot breath running across your neck. "We're going to fuck you like the slut you are baby." He whispers in your ear sending shivers down your spine.

They both completely strip you off naked and laying you down against the trailers couch. A sense of submission comes across your body as they both stare down at you, both of them smirking, watching your body shake nervously. Nicholas grips the back of your head forcing his cock down your throat whereas Taylor spreads your ass cheek revealing your tight pink pucker to him before he presses his cock against it pushing it past the tight muscle ring into the place he has been many times before.

Your eyes widen but over time soften as your senses get overridden with the feeling of cock in both holes. Tears of pleasure run down your cheeks as Nicholas fucks your throat and Taylor destroys your boy-pussy, "so pretty for us" Nicholas whispers down to you as he wipes up your tear and goes back to fucking your throat.

They both spend the hour fucking your ass and mouth before swapping over, Nicholas now utterly pounding your ass into a pulp and Taylor holding your head down on his cock causing your eyes to flutter back from pure bliss. Nicholas and Taylor give each other nod before pumping you full of their creamy thick loads that have been pent up for a while, you take in their seeds knowing that this is now your purpose in life; to fulfill Nicholas and Taylor.

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[dhaaruni]

I think Dakota Johnson's character in Persuasion was very similar to book!Elinor (well, book!Elinor without the filters): reserved, wry, and very, very supercilious about it.

Elinor in Sense and Sensibility?

I watched like half the movie and got bored lol.

[barneswinchester]

MCU Masterlist III

as always, I don't own any of these, they're just my absolute favourites.

mcu masterlist I

mcu masterlist II

Bucky Barnes

SMUT 👅

drabble

look at me

bad date

welcome back

ride

on his knees

wake up bj

a taste of submission

a good plowin

bliss

printesa mea

somnophilia

languages of love

FLUFF & ANGST 🤍

protective

purgatory

grouch

his safe place

night terrors

my babydoll

sensitive

safe with me

Steve Rogers

SMUT 👅

the game

FLUFF & ANGST 🤍

my love is winter

the game

every step of the way

Stucky

SMUT 👅

feral

heat of the moment

a sweet treat

FLUFF & ANGST 🤍

initials

I'm pregnant, not dying

brave new world

happy ending

last hope part two

Andy Barber

SMUT 👅

anonymous

Ari Levinson

FLUFF & ANGST 🤍

you said I was your favourite

SMUT 👅

forget everything

Loki

FLUFF & ANGST 🤍

bad dreams

Lee Bodecker

SMUT 👅

persuasion